Xia Ziyi's words made Ning Chen startled for a moment, and then he looked at the former's serious look before thinking about it carefully. Sui┆┆small┆,..
Becoming a disciple is not as simple as imagined. Being a teacher symbolizes responsibility and obligation. So far, he has not accepted a disciple. Even if he is Jiang Xin, he is only teaching on behalf of Fan Lingyue.
Once he agrees, he will teach little Imperial Prince not only how to practice, but also how to deal with others.
Xia Ziyi also knew that this was not a trivial matter and waited patiently. It was not that he meant to burden his friend, but he was really not suitable to be Chi'er's guide.
Chi'er will inherit the throne of Great Xia in the future. Compared with him, Ning Chen can teach many more things.
Ning Chen thought for a long time, sighed softly in his heart, nodded, and agreed to the matter.
Ziyi has no intention of taking the throne. He knows very well that this little Imperial Prince will carry the future of Great Xia. I hope he can live up to the trust of his friends.
"Chi'er, kneel down," Xia Ziyi gently pulled out the little Imperial Prince behind him and said seriously.
Chi'er Seeing the Emperor's serious gaze, he did not dare to resist and knelt down obediently.
"From now on, the person in front of you is your master. You must remember that once you are a master, you will always be a father. You are Great Xia's future prince. You must also know how to respect your master and be strict with yourself," Xia Ziyi said in a deep voice.
"Yes," little Chi'er was still young and had never seen the emperor so stern before. His big eyes were filled with tears as he responded.
Xia Ziyi asked little Imperial Prince to perform the apprenticeship ceremony again, and his serious expression just softened.
Ning Chen received the apprenticeship ceremony, turned his hand, and a drop of blood spilled from his finger, and then gently touched the center of little Chi'er's eyebrows.
The child's eyebrows are red, and the wheel between the eyebrows represents the prayer of the teacher, hoping that the young disciple will avoid disasters, avoid evil, and turn misfortune into good luck throughout his life.
"Get up"
Ning Chen helped little Imperial Prince, with a warm look on his face. Now that he has received the gift, he will teach him with all his strength and take responsibility for him.
"While you are recuperating, Chi'er, please take it back to the Marquis Mansion. Just send it back every two days," Xia Ziyi said.
"Yeah" Ning Chen responded.
It was getting late, Ning Chen didn't stay any longer, holding little Imperial Prince in one hand, and was about to leave.
Tears kept falling from Chi'er's eyes. He didn't want to leave, but he didn't dare to disobey the emperor's order. There were tears on his delicate little face, and he looked extremely pitiful.
Xia Ziyi hardened his heart, turned his back, and stopped looking.
Now that Great Xia is in danger, and the royal bloodline has withered away, he can no longer be soft-hearted.
Chi'er had no choice but to leave with Ning Chen. At such a young age, he was surprisingly sensible and well-behaved, which was finally gratifying.
Zhiming Marquisate, Ning Chen came back with little Imperial Prince, which really shocked Ning Xi and Liu Ruoxi. They were relieved after hearing the cause and effect of the incident.
"Aunt Xi" Chi'er and Ning Xi were no strangers. They ran over in a hurry, tears falling again.
Ning Xi felt distressed and quickly picked her up and comforted her softly. It was really pitiful that the child was so young and had to be tortured by her elder brother.
"Ruoxi, from today on, I will ask you to take care of Chi'er's daily life." Ning Chen glanced at the beautiful woman in the room and said.
"Yes." Liu Ruoxi nodded in agreement. She really could only do this. Marquis was too busy, and Ning Xi had a heartless personality. He couldn't even take care of himself, let alone take care of little Imperial Prince.
Ning Chen arranged Chi'er's affairs, turned the wheelchair out of the room, walked into the study room opposite, and then gently closed the door.
Day after day, night after night, the candles were lit, imprinting the figures in the study on the window paper on the door. The candlelight danced, and the shadows on the windows also swayed.
Thoughts were constantly running through the minds of the people in the room, pondering over how they should take the future.
Although there is help from Golden Staff National Master, it can only deal with one Calamity King at most, and the biggest problem, Four Extremes Realm Lord, still has no solution.
He doesn't know much about Four Extremes Realm Lord, and even the people in the Four Extremes Realm don't know much about Four Extremes Realm Lord, let alone its weaknesses.
Judging from the last battle between senior and Four Extremes Realm Lord, the only thing he can know is that Bright Light Battle Armor on Four Extremes Realm Lord is not an extraordinary thing. Even the sword marks made by senior can be quickly melted away and restored to the original state.
Four Extremes Realm has existed for too long. As the master of a realm, even if Four Extremes Realm Lord has other trump cards, it is very likely that there is too little information. This is the biggest problem they face now.
In this case, it is even more necessary to get rid of or even capture Calamity King alive.
The last issue that needs attention is still Eternal Night Divine Cult. Although Martial Lord has died in the battle, as long as the three-disaster powerhouse who has been hiding does not show up, it means that Eternal Night Divine Cult still has some strength left.
On that day, General Bai Qi, who was restraining senior Marquis Kaixuan, had not yet entered the third disaster, and his combat power was far inferior to Martial Lord, but since he could hold back Great Xia God of War, people had to pay attention.
Time passed little by little while thinking, and the same situation happened in the Heavenly Edict Hall. When Great Xia Martial Marquis all went out to fight and the situation worsened day by day, there was no time to waste.
At dawn, Chi'er heard Ning Xi's words and came to say hello.
Ning Chen, who had never paid much attention to etiquette, accepted Chi'er's worship seriously.
He wanted Chi'er to remember that he should not be polite and respect his elders, and this should never be abolished.
History has been passed down for a long time, and sometimes many things will be discarded. It is not a big deal to throw away the gifts, but if you throw away the heart, you will really never be able to pick it up again.
"Master" Chi'er shouted slightly timidly.
"Yes"
Ning Chen responded, and immediately led little Imperial Prince to the desk, picked up a brush and handed it over, asking softly, "Can you use it?"
"Will"
Chi'er took the pen and answered.
Ning Chen nodded, raised his hand and pressed lightly on the desk, and immediately the four legs of the desk sank directly into the floor.
"Write a few words and show them to Master," Ning Chen picked up little Imperial Prince, put him on a chair and sat down, and said.
Chi'er leaned over the table and wrote a word for father and a letter for mother in a crooked way.
I was young and had learned very few characters, and the only ones I could remember firmly were these two. When my master asked me to write them, I wrote these two most familiar characters.
"Who taught you this?" Ning Chen rubbed little Imperial Prince's hair and asked.
"Uncle Huang" Chi'er replied crisply.
Ning Chen nodded slightly and continued, "Then Chi'er just write these two characters. However, before eating, I have to practice writing for two quarters of an hour. Can you do it?"
"Yeah" Chi'er doesn't have much idea about time yet, but because the emperor asked him to listen to his master, he nodded obediently.
"Write it, Master will call you when the time is up."
After the words fell, Ning Chen sat quietly and watched, saying no more.
Chi'er struggled to hold the pen and continued to write crookedly. He was very serious and his little face was extremely focused.
Ning Chen nodded without leaving any trace. This little Imperial Prince has a good heart. It can be seen that Xia Ziyi has taught her very carefully.
Two-quarters of an hour is not a long time, but for little Chi'er, who is only a little over three years old, it is indeed a very long time.
Children don't have much strength, and writing is a hard task. After just a quarter of an hour, little Imperial Prince felt that his arms were sore and weak, and he felt very uncomfortable.
However, Ning Chen didn't speak, and Chi'er didn't dare to stop, so he had to grit his teeth and persevere and write hard.
Time gradually accumulated in a crooked way, and after another quarter of an hour, Ning Chen finally spoke, letting little Imperial Prince rest.
"Let's go and eat."
Ning Chen hugged Chi'er down, then held his hand and left the study.
Outside the study, Ruoxi has been waiting for a long time, but she did not go in to urge them. Instead, she waited patiently for the two of them to come out. Although Marquis is a very kind person, she must also know the rules and must not go beyond the half step where she should not enter.
Ning Chen handed Chi'er to the former and walked towards the front yard.
At the beginning of the day, the Hou Mansion also became busy. The servants coming and going saw Ning Chen, bowed and saluted, and then went about their own business.
Ning Chen left the mansion, went to Ministry of Justice first, and then entered the palace again.
The decree to create a marquis for the leader of Yao Family of Yucheng has been issued, and other major sects will surely respond soon.
If you don't surrender, you will be purged directly. At this critical moment of life and death, there is no room for mercy. The court must adopt a decisive attitude with clear rewards and punishments. Only then will many major factions be afraid and seriously consider whether it is necessary to become enemies of the court.
This was the most critical moment. Ning Chen and Xia Ziyi discussed various matters for a long time, and it was not until night fell that they left the palace together.
Although Xia Ziyi is now the acting emperor, he has not moved back to the palace. Moreover, it makes no difference where a Third Tribulation innate strong man stays.
The black royal uniform is still the symbol of Prince Haowu, and it will not change at any time.
"Don't let this go"
After staying in the palace, the two of them separated and walked towards their own mansions.
Haowu Prince's Estate, Xia Ziyi came here. Since he ascended the throne, he has rarely had time to come back. Only Xia Xinyu will come over from time to time to help arrange things in the mansion.
"Great Xia Emperor, welcome." Consort Luo looked at the returning figure and said with a slightly curved corner of his mouth.
"Miss Luo, you're welcome," Xia Ziyi said.
Zhiming Marquisate, Ning Chen looked at the direction of the palace on the other side, with rays of light flashing in his eyes. He wanted to know who Consort Luo was.
He reminded Ziyi to go back and invite her. Firstly, he wanted to add a powerful helper to Great Xia. In addition, the main purpose was to see if this woman could be trusted.
Of course, these words cannot be said to Ziyi.
In Peerless City, a wizened old man walked step by step, hiding his breath, and walked inconspicuously among the pedestrians.
Most of the forces in Peerless City were purged, but most of the civilians survived. It was impossible for Four Extremes Realm Lord to kill everyone. A dead city meant nothing to him.
The old man is Golden Staff National Master, who came here to find out the authenticity of Ning Chen. Although everything the latter said sounded polite, he still wanted to come and check it out.
The reason why he can survive until now is not because of how high his cultivation level is, but because he is careful enough and cherishes his life very much.
He must carefully understand things that he is not absolutely sure about.
To the north of Peerless City, Silver Garden Heavenly Snow, was the place where the city lords used to entertain the world's heroes. Powerful auras floated in and out of it. There was no concealment. Just the coercion that came out made any warrior in the city who had the urge to resist completely give up.
Golden Staff National Master frowned slightly, it was not easy to deal with. There were so many innate strong men, even him, it would be troublesome to face them.
"It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing"
Golden Staff National Master shook his head. It was impossible for him to give up, but how to successfully capture Phoenix Blood was indeed a headache for him.
In the Marquis Mansion, Ning Chen waited patiently. In addition to teaching Chi'er every day, he spent the rest of his time dealing with various matters.
The vast majority of Southeast Territory's various factions were still able to assess the situation. Under the situation and the imperial court's coercion and inducement, most of them expressed their stance. Of course, there were also those who were stubborn and refused to send troops to help.
Unexpectedly, he refused to join the sect and was bleeding like a river overnight, shocking the entire Southeast Territory.
On this night, the candles in the Hou Mansion Academy were burned out in the middle of the night, but no new candles were added as usual.
Xia Ziyi looked startled when he got the news, then sighed deeply and said nothing.
One day later, all the factions that were still hesitating immediately expressed their willingness to submit to the imperial court and be at its disposal.
Since then, the Southeast Territory problem that has been plaguing Great Xia has finally been temporarily solved. On the other side of the spotlight, the troops transferred from Featherfall Valley to Peerless City have basically been assembled. The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and the war is about to break out.