Although they are assassins, they have nothing to do with the so-called cult, but the other party has obviously calculated everything clearly.
"Is it him? How could a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy have such careful thoughts? After all, he is still too underestimated."
The assassin leader's vision went dark, and then he knew nothing.
In just a few breaths, all the assassins were defeated. Several skillful officers and soldiers got off their horses and appeared beside the assassins early. They stretched out their hands and touched all the muscles and bones on their bodies.
"The muscles and bones are like knives, there is no trace of fat on the body, there are calluses on the knuckles and palms of the fingers, and there are poisonous daggers on the body. These are strictly trained assassins. Even if they are not born in a cult, they are definitely ulterior motives and have some agenda.
——You didn’t kill the wrong person!”
In just a moment, all the bodies were dragged away, and even the blood stains on the ground were cleaned up.
The imperial court had strict rules regarding these events. These fighting scenes were too bloody and should not be seen by civilians.
"Master, something happened ahead!"
On the carriage, Uncle Jiang also spoke, and his face looked extremely pale.
Like the people fleeing for their lives, Uncle Jiang also seemed to be quite frightened. He had obviously never experienced such a scene.
"It's okay, now we can go home safely."
The young man's voice came from the carriage. There was no wave in the voice and it seemed unusually calm.
No one saw that Chen Shaojun was wearing a Confucian shirt, leaning back and leaning against the wall of the carriage. The two index and middle fingers of his right hand were tapping gently, rising and falling in rhythm.
All this seemed sudden, but it had been expected by the young man, because this was his masterpiece.
The aftermath of the Fourth Prince's incident is still lingering, and the court is still vigorously pursuing the activities related to the Fourth Prince and the Demon God of Domain Artifacts. Chen Shaojun does not even need to alarm Jing Zhaoyin. He just reports the news about this cult, and everything will happen naturally.
happened.
Moreover, Jing Zhaoyin may not be able to deal with these assassins, but it is related to the cult demon god... and alarmed Qingtiansi, and these assassins did not even have hope of escaping.
The carriage was moving, ready to set off, but at this moment, a clear and powerful knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the carriage. At the same time, a thick breath appeared outside the carriage.
"Um?"
Chen Shaojun raised his eyebrows, feeling greatly surprised.
Qingtiansi's people have always been vigorous and resolute, killing assassins. They have begun to retreat. Who suddenly visited them at this time?
Moreover, when he asked Jin Yilei to do things, he didn't leave his name at all. People in Qingtiansi shouldn't know it was him.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Chen?"
The voice outside the car window was polite and respectful, and did not sound malicious.
Chen Shaojun pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand and pushed open the carriage door quickly.
Outside the carriage, a twenty-one or twelve-year-old young man in white clothes stood with his hands solemnly.
"Who are you?"
Chen Shaojun said tentatively.
"I came to secretly protect the young master not long ago on the orders of the Crown Prince Shaobao and the Crown Prince. I was just about to take action, but I didn't expect the people from Qingtian Division to suddenly dispatch. Is this the young master's order?"
The young man in white said gently.
Prince Shaobao?
Crown Prince?
When Chen Shaojun heard this, he was greatly surprised, and at the same time he was slightly moved.
Not many people knew his true identity during the Imperial Palace Incident, and the Prince's Third Division was among them.
The matter was over. Chen Shaojun originally thought that these big shots would never pay attention to him again. Unexpectedly, the Third Prince's Division seemed to have anticipated this and secretly sent someone to protect him.
"No, I don't know why the people from Optimus appeared here. Maybe it's just a coincidence."
Chen Shaojun quickly denied that there was really no need to let people know about this kind of thing, and in a strict sense, Jin Yilei did not go to Qingtian Division to report, Qingtian Division was just alerted.
"By the way, how is your highness? Have you fully woken up?"
Chen Shaojun said.
"His Highness has indeed woken up and can eat and walk normally. However, the palace is busy with affairs, and the Queen has forced His Highness to take a good rest and not go out, so His Highness cannot move around freely for the time being."
"But His Highness has entrusted me with bringing something, and ordered me to give it to the Young Master in particular."
The young man in white clothes said as he looked into his chest and found a four-clawed golden dragon token.
Prince of the East Palace!
Several words appeared above.
"Is it the crown prince's token?!"
Chen Shaojun could not conceal his surprise in his eyes.
"Yes! If it hadn't been for the Young Master this time, we don't know if His Highness would have been able to wake up. Your Highness is also grateful for the kindness of the Young Master, so he specially sent this thing. You might as well accept it, as it will always be useful in the future."
The young man in white said solemnly.
Chen Shaojun was greatly surprised when he heard this. Emperor Shang had actually rewarded him, and there was no need for the crown prince to do this.
"It seems that the rumors are true. The Prince of the East Palace is indeed kind-hearted and has the demeanor of a benevolent person."
Chen Shaojun suddenly felt much better in his heart.
The Chen family is still in decline, and there is no guarantee that the one in the palace will not make new moves. Chen Shaojun pondered for a moment and simply accepted it.
After a moment of greetings, the young man in white quickly left, and Uncle Jiang drove the carriage and left the place.
…
"Finally it's back."
After a while, Chen Shaojun finally returned to the Chen family's mansion. When the wind blew, the sycamore leaves in the sky flew out from the courtyard.
Although he has lived here for more than ten years, when he came back this time, Chen Shaojun felt completely different from before.
"Father!"
"Brother!"
Chen Shaojun was eager and full of expectations, so he hurriedly crossed the door and walked in.
The journey that originally required more than ten steps was quickly passed by him taking three steps at a time and then two steps at a time.
"Haha, little brother!"
Before Chen Shaojun stepped into the courtyard, a burst of hearty laughter suddenly sounded in his ears. A light flashed in front of his eyes. A figure with a wild aura suddenly stood in front of him. He picked up Chen Shaojun and held him high.
Lifted up.
"Brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Are you happy to see me?"
A big and generous hand slapped Chen Shaojun hard on the back. Even though Chen Shaojun had already reached the cultivation level of Qi Yu Realm, the slap made his blood flow, his face turned red, and he could hardly breathe.
"Put me down, put me down quickly!"
Chen Shaojun laughed and struggled hard.
This feeling of violence is absolutely correct, and he is undoubtedly his dearest brother.
From childhood to adulthood, Chen Shaojun has always been like this.
Although he is fifteen years old and has grown much taller, he is still a lot shorter than his elder brother Chen Zhengche.
"Don't let it go, just don't let it go. Hahaha..."
The big young man in front of him became more and more energetic. He stretched out a hand, put it on Chen Shaojun's head, and rubbed his hair into a mess.
"Okay, haven't you had enough trouble yet?"
Just when Chen Shaojun was about to "desperate", a majestic voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard.
Hearing that voice, both brothers trembled and froze motionless.
"Yes, father!"
Although Chen Zhengche looked wild in front of his younger brother, at this moment, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He put Chen Shaojun down honestly and stood aside respectfully with his head lowered.
Chen Shaojun also instinctively felt a sense of awe in his heart.
"Father!"
Chen Shaojun called out and stood aside obediently.
The king, the king, the minister, the father, the son, this is the Confucian teaching. Chen Shaojun's mother passed away when they were very young. His father single-handedly brought them up, taught them knowledge and life, and held the supreme status in the family.
Moreover, my father is a Confucian scholar with an old-fashioned temperament. Even though his temperament is as out-of-the-box as his eldest brother, he only dares to play with Chen Shaojun like this in private.
——If you are discovered, you will inevitably be punished afterwards.
"What are you still doing at the door? Come in!"
Chen Zongxi, wearing a wide robe and long sleeves, put his hands behind his back, dropped these words, and immediately walked inside, rarely punishing the two brothers.
"yes!"
The two brothers behaved themselves, not daring to express their anger, and followed them in.
There were no overly warm words, there were not too many greetings, and there was not even a mention of the princely dispute that almost destroyed the whole family. Everything was calm as if nothing had happened, just like ordinary days in the past.
This was obviously different from what Chen Shaojun expected, but for some reason, Chen Shaojun felt warm in his heart.
"This is what I want!"
In his previous life, Chen Shaojun was an orphan and had never experienced a normal family. However, because of this, everything in front of him made him cherish it more and make him feel extra at ease.
…
Uncle Jiang and Honglian all came back, and the smoke from the Chen family rose again.
It will be evening soon.
This is the first time the Chen family, father and son, have had dinner together since the accident.
The Chen family's rice is very simple, with only three dishes, one with tofu mixed with spring onions, one with green vegetables, and a plate of scrambled eggs.
Chen Shaojun chewed the rice carefully, but couldn't help but look at his father who was close at hand.
Chen Shaojun loved, respected, and feared his father Chen Zongxi. This did not change because of the awakening of his memory.
But the next moment, when Chen Shaojun lowered his head, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and there was a pair of chopsticks in his field of vision, holding a few pieces of tofu and putting them into Chen Shaojun's bowl.
With such a simple move, brothers Chen Shaojun and Chen Zhengche were stunned.
"father?"
Chen Shaojun looked surprised.
"Father?"
The eldest brother Chen Zhengche on the side was even more stunned.
My father has always been strict and unsmiling since he was a child. Once upon a time, my father actually picked up food for his younger brother?
"While everyone is here this time, I have something to say as a father."
However, Chen Zongxi put down his chopsticks with a calm look on his face:
"Three departments have conducted a joint review and everything has been found out. Not long ago, my father received news from the court that the official position remains unchanged, but the official rank has changed from the third rank of Wenge to the second rank."
"Ah? That's great!"
Chen Zhengche was startled at first, then realized what he was doing and looked excited.
Although the official position remains unchanged, the change in style is, to some extent, even greater than the change in official position.
At this moment, he suddenly understood why his father was acting out of character, looking different from usual, and even picking up food for his younger brother.
"But father, why did the imperial court promote you?"