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The moment the old eunuch spoke, everyone knew that he was extraordinary. Although his words seemed kind, they contained a sinister tone that made even the Eight Flood Dragon Elephants not dare to act rashly.

Hong Yu was also deep in thought. The old eunuch's words were mindless and mindless, as if he was beating on Old Eighth. However, it contained a great deal of information. To some extent, it also showed the attitude of the Great Celestial Emperor.

"Duke Yu, you did a good job this time. Your Majesty, Long Liuyue, you're overjoyed. You specifically asked this commoner to instruct you to cultivate properly. In the future, I still need you to do some work."

Suddenly, the old eunuch turned his gaze towards Hong Yu. His eyes were filled with encouragement and his tone was even more gentle. It was as if he wanted to build a closer relationship with Hong Yu and his attitude towards Old Eighth was completely different.

This attitude made many people vigilant. They noticed that Hong Yu had probably really obtained a saint's favour. Good days were coming, and even this old eunuch was showing goodwill.

"Humph!"

It was actually Ol 'Eight. He gave a cold snort and fiercely gouged Hong Yu and the old eunuch in the eyes. Then, he ferociously shook his sleeves and left in large strides. "This king's body is not feeling well, so I'll be leaving first."

The crowd was silent. They knew that he was angered by the old eunuch, so they no longer tried to pretend. They directly left after saying a few words.

The old eunuch's actions were clearly meant to embarrass him, but he was even more straightforward.

"Heheh, I'm about to leave too, I still have to report to His Majesty."

The old eunuch looked at the departing back of the eighth brother and was not angry. Instead, his smile became even wider, and he opened his mouth wide like an old man who was about to harvest crops, "That's right, Duke Yu, you are about to start a family. You are short on resources, if there is anything you need, send someone to tell this humble servant that this servant might be able to help out."

Before he finished speaking, there was already a servant helping him lead the horse.

The iron hooves rose high into the air and the group of people once again gradually disappeared into the distance.

Looking at his back, Hong Yu fell into silence. Even now, he was still confused. He had no idea why this old eunuch would suddenly express his goodwill towards him.

Everyone was deeply shocked. This old eunuch was truly unfathomable. He directly forced away the Eighth Prince and then expressed his goodwill to Hong Yu. Did this mean that Hong Yu was really going to rise to prominence?

Was this the old eunuch's intention? Or perhaps, Emperor Hongwu wanted to send a message to everyone through him?

Countless people were silent and deep in thought, trying to decipher the hidden meaning behind this action of this mysterious old eunuch.

After three or four days of intense fighting, the end result of the Ceremony of the Succession was finally decided by a decree of the Hongwu Emperor.

At this point, everyone lost interest and didn't linger. Instead, they hurried to leave.

Hong Yu had not only maintained his position as a duke this time, but he had also been in the limelight many times. He had beheaded twenty-eight men, repelled thirteen princes, caused the eighth duke's face to be swept across the floor, and even found two strong allies. These news were simply too shocking.

After Hong Yu made a name for himself, he did not perform any surprising actions. He exchanged a few words with Li Mu Yue and Li Xiao. After agreeing on a time to meet them, he followed the crowd back to his courtyard.

The Celestial Emperor Hongwu had promised that if he could pass the Martial Competition, then he would be able to build a mansion and even give him a mansion. Now was the time to fulfill his promise.

He had to busy himself with the matter of opening a mansion to build his teeth.

"Mistress, I've been to the Internal Affairs Bureau. It's alright for them to do that, but they didn't cause any more trouble for us. They said that the mansion given to us by the Emperor could be delivered soon, and it's all because Mistress raised her eyebrows and raised her spirits, intimidating all the demons and demons in one go."

In the courtyard, Little Chunzi stood respectfully behind Hong Yu, his face brimming with joy and excitement. He knew that the bitter days had finally come to an end.

In the past, he was just a lowly little eunuch who worked alongside Hong Yu and everyone rode on their heads. He often beat and bullied others, ate pickled vegetables, and did lowly jobs, not having a good day. Now, with a shake of her body, she had become a big red man by the side of 'Prince Yu'. Everyone curried up to her and went out to do some errands, and even the palace maids who used to speak to her without hesitation constantly looked at her with flirtatious eyes. The eunuchs and servants who had once bullied her also avoided her and avoided her.

However, he only got excited for a moment before calming himself down, and said with a solemn face, "Mistress, although the Internal Affairs Bureau did not make things difficult for us, it seems that someone tried to take over our house and gave us an old mansion. I secretly asked around, but it seems like it was the Thirteenth Prince's men who did it, do you think?"

Looking at Little Chun Zi's gnashing face, Hong Yu secretly nodded. He knew that this was a miraculous change brought about by his sudden rise in status.

In the past, although Xiaochun Zi was loyal, he was not active, he was lifeless, and he did not have much energy to work with. But now that his status had skyrocketed and his life was going hot, there was hope.

Not only did he have to show his power and kindness, he also had to show others his hope. With hope and goal, he would naturally feel a sense of belonging. Otherwise, if one ate green vegetables and tofu everyday and lived lowly, doing things in a muddled and muddled manner, it was as if one ate and waited for death every day, who would truly return to their own hearts?

"Little Chun, you've become more and more capable as well. You actually know how to use words to probe for information?" From now on, the position of Prefecture Overseer will belong to you. "

After figuring it out, Hong Yu gave Little Chun a big cake and then said thoughtfully: "Don't worry, as long as we have a house, we'll be able to leave the city. As for the new house, we don't need to care about it at all. As for Old Thirteen, he's just playing some tricks. Jumping up and down doesn't hurt much, so we should move out as soon as possible.

"Crown Prince's Palace's general director?"

"Master is wise, we are always controlled in the palace, as long as we go out of the palace and settle down in our own comfort zone, then we will be able to rely on the influence of the world, and as for Old Thirteen, I heard that he was beaten to a pulp by Master during the martial arts competition, so I think he doesn't have a memory of it, he should be beaten up badly!"

"Alright, let's not talk about this for now. Let's go to the mansion and have a look." Hongyu was mentioned by Xiaochun Zi, "An Yi", and his heart was quite moved.

Since he was a child, he had lived in an impersonal palace. He had longed for the lives of ordinary people for a long time, so naturally, he was very happy to have his own residence outside the palace.

"Yes, Mistress. We will leave the palace now!"

Little Chun Zi nodded again and again. He had long since been tempted and drooled over the position of Prefecture Overseer. He couldn't wait to move out of the palace.

"..."

Outside the palace, the severe winter had passed, and the warm spring sun was showing signs of showing up. The bright sun was shining brightly, and the haze covering the entire capital had disappeared. It was exceptionally sunny and bright.

Mistress, the manor is here." Little Chun Zi led the way and pointed to a manor not far away. "The Emperor asked the Divine Arts Academy to build us a manor that occupies a hundred acres, but it's a pity that it was taken away by Thirteen. This manor is a bit small now.

An impressive manor appeared in front of him. It was not luxurious, and was even somewhat dilapidated. The roof tiles and moss covered the entire manor, and the walls were covered with pieces of red lacquer that had fallen off. It was about ten acres in size.

"Mistress, although this manor house is rather dilapidated and remote, thousands of acres of fertile land belongs to us. There are also orchards and flower beds … In the future, if we find some farmers, the annual rent of the house will be around seventy to eighty thousand dollars. However, this mansion has been in disrepair for a long time, and needs to be renovated, so there's still two to three hundred people left to eat and drink. It's no wonder that Thirteen looked down on this mansion and threw it to us. "

Little Chunzi pointed at the orchards and fields in the distance, apparently doing some homework.

If he were to really take over this mansion, then the problem would arise. A ten-acre house would require at least over a hundred servants to take care of it, and it would require a huge amount of expenditure. Furthermore, the house in front of him was in a state of disrepair and would need a considerable amount of money to repair it.

Although this mansion couldn't be compared to the one built by the Divine Arts Academy, it still had some background. Located in the outskirts of the capital, far from the city's various scheming battles, it was able to slowly operate and develop. The orchards, flower beds, and other industries were all truly his foundations.

"Little Chunzi, go and knock on the door and take care of Old Thirteen's people, check out all the accounts and check out all the people in the manor, don't leave any traces of Old Thirteen, he stole our new manor, I don't care, but this old manor is our foundation, I want to run it properly, right now you are the main manager of my manor." Hong Yu said to Little Chun who was behind him.

"Yes, master!" You just watch. " Little Chun couldn't even close his mouth from smiling. He didn't think that he would be entrusted with such an important task, becoming the general director of the Duke's Mansion so easily.

He could not help but feel satisfied. He rubbed his palms together and raised his chest as he walked to the front of the mansion. He knocked on the door and said, "Open the door!"

"Roar!" It's called Soul! "

After a long time, accompanied by a loud and clear curse, a wave of clamor sounded out from within the door.

"Hah!"

With a sharp scraping sound, the door opened.

"Kid, who are you?" A tall and sturdy man with a full beard walked out from the door. When he spoke, he was like a broken gong as he tore his throat and sized up Hong Yu and Xiao Yan with a face full of impatience.

The strong smell of alcohol assaulted his nose, and Hong Yu couldn't help but frown in disgust.

"Humph? "Who am I?" His gaze was like a wolf's as he looked straight at the stocky man and said: "I am the general director of our Duke Mansion. The person behind us is Duke Yu, the Emperor of Heaven, and his subordinate. Why are we, the future master, still standing? Why don't you quickly welcome us in?"

"What? Head Supervisor? Isn't he just a young eunuch?" The burly man with sideburns seemed to have drunk quite a bit. Borrowing the power of the wine, he waved his hand without restraint. He looked at Hong Yu with disdain and laughed loudly: "Haha, I know you. Aren't you the rumored fool in the capital?"

"You're courting death!"

Before Hong Yu acted, Little Chun Zi was already unhappy. He was furious, his eyes shot out a streak of lightning, and he immediately executed the Howling Moonlight Dharma, slapping the drunkard in the face with his palm.

"Pah!"

The drunk man spun around on the spot two or three times, feeling the burning pain on his face and the discomfort in his mouth. His face swelled up like a pig's head and he spat out two or three large yellow teeth.

He looked again. The man who had just attacked him had a fierce look on his face, and his green eyes shone brightly. Where did he look like a human? It was like a huge human-shaped wolf that was waiting to swallow a human.

"Oh my god, the wolf is here!"

The brawny man immediately screamed, his heart trembling in fear. He panicked and ran to the manor.

Hong Yu and Zhang Xuan stared at his back, their heads filled with black lines.

"Mistress, you've been humiliated!" Little Chun felt helpless and blamed himself.

"No problem!" "You haven't been slacking recently, but you've already made some achievements in martial arts. You are worthy of praise. I'll give you a surprise in a few days." Hong Yu waved his hand, his expression somewhat grim.

When Little Chunzi made his move, Hong Yu was also quietly observing him. He realized that his cultivation had grown deeper, and he had already developed a trace of martial arts aura. His movements were full of Heavenly Wolf's spirit, not inferior to the previous 29.

This made Hong Yu think of the legends about the 'Forbidden Spell'. The 'Forbidden Spell' was the mother of ten thousand talismans that could divide the True Martial Seal and grant it to others to raise their cultivation realm and reach the Spirit realm. He secretly decided to try it in the future and help Little Chun to cultivate to the Spiritual Martial Force.

It was impossible to open an estate and build a family without a reliable expert. Not only did he have to nurture Little Chun, but he also had to select a group of reliable candidates to increase his strength.

At the moment, he was certain that there were many nails planted by number thirteen in this mansion. Once he came, he would make a drunkard show off his might, and if he really decided to stay here in the future, his every move would be seen through.

He had already made his decision. The first thing he would do was to change his blood, pick out a group of loyal subordinates, and completely change the people in the mansion from inside out to the outside world. Only by establishing his own foundation, without any worries, could he contend with the other princes and small groups, and not be controlled by others from the inside out.

"Come on, let's go in and we'll meet the ghosts and gods under Old Thirteen!"