Xia Ziyi's words made Ning Chen startled for a moment, and then he looked at the seriousness of the former before thinking about it carefully.
Apprenticeship is not as simple as imagined. Being a teacher is a symbol of responsibility and obligation. So far, he has not accepted a disciple, and even if he is a general, he is only teaching on behalf of Fan.
Once he agrees, he will teach the little prince not only how to practice, but also how to behave.
Xia Ziyi also knew that this was not a trivial matter, and waited patiently, not that he intended to burden his friends, but that he was indeed not suitable to be Chi'er's guide.
Chi'er will take over the throne of Daxia in the future. Compared with him, Ning Chen can teach a lot more.
Ning Chen thought about it for a long time, sighed softly in his heart, nodded, and agreed to this matter.
Ziyi has no intention of taking the throne. He knows very well that this little prince will carry the future of Daxia. I hope he can live up to the trust of his friends.
"Chi'er, kneel down" Xia Ziyi gently pulled out the little prince behind her and said seriously.
Seeing Uncle Huang's serious eyes, Chi'er didn't dare to resist, and knelt down obediently.
"From now on, the person in front of you is your master. You must remember that you are a teacher for one day and a father for life. You are the future prince of Daxia, and you must know how to respect your teacher and be strict with yourself." Xia Ziyi said solemnly. .
"Yes" Xiao Chi'er was still young, and he had never seen the uncle so stern, with tears in his big eyes, and replied.
Xia Ziyi asked the little prince to do the apprentice salute again, and his serious face eased.
Ning Chen received the apprenticeship ceremony, flipped his hand, a drop of blood overflowed from his finger, and then lightly tapped on Xiao Chi'er's eyebrow.
The child's brows are vermilion red, and the wheel between the eyebrows represents the prayer for the teacher, hoping that the child will ward off disasters and ward off evil, and turn evil into auspiciousness.
"Get up"
Ning Chen helped the little prince, his face became warm, and since he had received the ceremony, he would teach and take responsibility for him with all his strength.
"While you're recovering, Chi'er, you should take it back to the Hou's Mansion. You can send it back every two days," Xia Ziyi said.
"En," Ning Chen replied.
It was getting late, Ning Chen didn't stay any longer, holding the little prince in one hand, he was about to leave.
Tears kept falling from Chi'er's eyes, and she didn't want to leave, but she didn't dare to disobey the uncle's orders. Tears hung on her delicate little face, and she looked extremely pitiful.
Xia Ziyi hardened her heart, turned her back, and stopped looking.
Now that Daxia is at stake, and the blood of the royal family 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, she was surprisingly sensible and well-behaved, which was finally gratifying.
Knowing the Marquis Mansion, Ning Chen brought the little prince back together, which really startled Ning Xi and Liu Ruoxi, and only after hearing the cause and effect of the matter, did he feel relieved.
"Aunt Xi" Chi'er was no stranger to Ning Xi, so she ran over to her, tears falling again.
Ning Xi felt distressed, and hurriedly hugged her and comforted her softly. It was really pitiful for a child to be tortured with her brother at such a young age.
"Ruoxi, from today onwards, Chi'er's daily life will be taken care of by you." Ning Chen glanced at the beautiful woman in the room and said.
"En." Liu Ruoxi nodded in agreement, she was the only one who could handle this matter. Lord Hou was too busy, and Ning Xi was so heartless that she couldn't even take care of herself, let alone the little prince.
Ning Chen arranged Chi'er's affairs, turned the wheelchair out of the room, walked into the opposite study, and immediately closed the door gently.
Day after day, night after night, candlelight lit, and the figure in the study was printed on the window paper on the door. The candlelight danced, and the shadow on the window swayed.
The thoughts of the people in the room kept flashing, thinking about how to go in the future.
Although there is a golden scepter to help, but at most it can only deal with a calamity king, and the biggest problem, the four-pole realm master still has no solution.
He doesn't know much about the Four Pole Realm Lord, and even the people in the Four Pole Realm don't know much about the Four Pole Realm Lord, let alone his weaknesses.
Judging from the last battle between the senior and the master of the four poles, the only thing he can know is that the bright light armor on the master of the four poles is not extraordinary, and even the sword marks cut by the predecessors can be quickly removed. and restored as before.
The Siji Realm has existed for too long. As the Lord of the Realm, even if the Siji Realm master has any other cards, it is very likely that there is too little information. This is the biggest problem they face now.
In this way, it is even more necessary to get rid of or even capture the king of trouble.
The last issue that needs to be paid attention to is still the Eternal Night God Sect. Although Wu Jun has died in battle, as long as the three disaster powerhouse who has been hidden all along does not show up, it means that the Eternal Night God Sect still has spare power.
On that day, the god Bai Qi, who was holding the seniors of the Marquis of Triumph in check, had not yet entered the Three Calamities, and his combat power was far inferior to that of Wu Jun, but since he was able to hold down the Great Xia Army God, people had to pay attention.
Time passed a little bit while thinking about it, and the same situation was happening in the Temple of Heavenly Mandate. When all the Marquis of Xia went out to battle, and the situation was getting worse, there was no time to waste anymore.
At dawn, Chi'er listened to Ning Xi's words and came to say hello.
Ning Chen, who never paid attention to etiquette, accepted Chi'er's salutation very seriously.
What he wants Chi'er to remember is that he is not polite, respecting his elders, and it cannot be abandoned at any time.
The history has been passed down for a long time. Sometimes, many things will be discarded. It is not a big problem to lose the ritual, but if you lose your heart, you really can't pick it up again.
"Master," Chi'er called slightly timidly.
"kindness"
Ning Chen responded, and immediately led the little prince to the desk, picked up a brush and handed it over, and asked softly, "Can you use it?"
"meeting"
Chi'er took the pen in a similar manner and replied.
Ning Chen nodded, raised his hand and pressed it lightly on the desk, and immediately the four legs of the table sank directly into the floor.
"Write a few words and show it to Master." Ning Chen picked up the little prince, sat down on the chair, and said.
Chi'er crouched in front of the table, and crookedly wrote a father's letter and a letter.
The child is young and has learned very few words, and the only two words that he can remember firmly are the two most familiar words.
"Who taught you?" Ning Chen rubbed the little prince's hair and asked.
"Uncle Huang," Chi'er replied crisply.
Ning Chen nodded slightly and continued, "Then Chi'er will just write these two words, but before eating, you have to practice writing for a quarter of an hour, can you do it?"
"En" Chi'er didn't have much concept of time, just because the uncle said he wanted him to listen to the master, so he nodded obediently.
"Write it, the time is up, the master will call you"
When the words fell, Ning Chen sat quietly and watched, no more words.
Chi'er struggled to hold the pen and continued to write crookedly, very serious, with a very focused little face.
Ning Chen nodded without leaving a trace, this little prince has a good heart, and it can be seen that Xia Ziyi has taught very carefully.
Two quarters of an hour is not long, but for a little Chi'er who is only a little over three years old, it is indeed a very long time.
The child has no strength, and writing is a difficult task. Just a quarter of an hour ago, the little prince felt that his arms were sore and uncomfortable.
However, Ning Chen didn't say anything, and Chi'er didn't dare to stop, so she could only grit her teeth and insist on writing.
The time gradually accumulated in a crooked horizontal and vertical line, and after another quarter of an hour, Ning Chen finally spoke and let the little prince rest.
"Let's go, let's eat"
Ning Chen hugged Chi'er down, and immediately took his hand and left the study.
Outside the study, Ruoxi had been waiting for a long time, but she did not go in to urge them, but patiently waited for the two to come out. Although Lord Hou is a very kind person, she also needs to know the rules. Not more than half a step.
Ning Chen handed Chi'er to the former, and walked towards the front yard.
At the beginning of the day, the Hou Mansion also began to get busy. The servants who came and went saw Ning Chen, bowed and saluted, and then went about their own business.
Ning Chen left the palace, went to the Taili Division first, and then entered the palace again.
The decree of conferring a marquis for the head of the Yao family in Yucheng has been issued, and other major factions will surely respond soon.
If you do not surrender, you will be directly purged. At this critical juncture of life and death, no mercy can be tolerated. The court must show a decisive attitude and clear rewards and punishments.
This was the most critical moment. Ning Chen and Xia Ziyi discussed matters of all parties for a long time, and only left the palace together when night fell.
Although Xia Ziyi is now the emperor, she has not moved back to the palace. Moreover, there is no difference where an innate powerhouse of the third robbery stays.
The black royal uniform is still the symbol of King Haowu, and it will not change at any time.
"Don't let it go"
After living in the palace, the two parted ways and walked towards their own mansion.
Haowu Palace, Xia Ziyi came. Since he ascended the throne, he has had little time to come back. Only Xia Xinyu will come over from time to time to help arrange affairs in the mansion.
"Emperor of Xia, welcome." Luo Fei looked at the figure who came back, and said with a slightly curved corner of her mouth.
"Miss Luo, you're welcome," Xia Ziyi said.
Knowing the Marquis Mansion, Ning Chen looked at the direction of the mansion on the other side, and there were flashes of light in his eyes. He really wanted to know who Luo Fei was.
He reminded Ziyi to go back and invite him. One is to add a powerful helper to Da Xia, and the main purpose is to see if this woman is credible.
Of course, these words cannot be said to Ziyi.
In the Peerless City, a shriveled old man walked step by step, hiding his breath, walking among the pedestrians, inconspicuous.
Most of the forces in Wushuang City were purged, but most of the civilians survived. It is impossible for the Four-pole Realm Lord to kill everyone. A dead city means nothing to him.
The old man is the national teacher of the Golden Scepter. He came here to check the authenticity of Ning Chen. Although the latter's words sounded polite, he still wanted to come and check it out.
He has survived until now, not because of how high his cultivation is, but because he is careful enough and cherishes his life very much.
For things that are not absolutely certain, he must understand carefully.
On the north side of Peerless City, Yinyuan Tianxue, where the former city lords invited the world's heroes, a strong aura floated in and out of it, no cover up, just the pressure that came out, and any warrior in the city who had the urge to resist was completely dead. Heart.
The Golden Scepter's brows are slightly wrinkled, and it is not easy to handle. With so many innate powerhouses, even if it is him, it will be a troublesome thing to deal with.
"It's hard, it's hard"
Master Jinzhang shook his head, it was impossible for him to give up, but how to successfully capture the blood of the phoenix was indeed a headache for him.
In the Hou Mansion, Ning Chen waited patiently. Apart from teaching Chi'er every day, he spent the rest of his time dealing with the affairs of all parties.
The vast majority of the factions in the southeastern frontier were still able to judge the situation. Under the coercion and inducement of the imperial court, most of them expressed their stance. Of course, there were also those who were stubborn and unwilling to send troops to help.
Unexpectedly, the sect who refused to belong to the sect bled into a river overnight, shocking the entire southeastern territory.
On this night, the candles in the Houfu Academy burned out in the middle of the night, but no new candles were added as usual.
When Xia Ziyi got the news, her expression was startled, then she sighed deeply and said nothing.
A day later, all the factions that were still hesitating immediately expressed their willingness to return to the imperial court and allow them to be dispatched. Since this time, the southeastern border issue that has been plaguing Daxia has finally been temporarily resolved, and the other side of the attention, the army transferred from Ascension Valley to Wushuang City, has basically been assembled, the atmosphere is suddenly dignified, and war is about to start .