Chu Zhiyuan showed a longing expression.

Based on Concubine Rou's intelligence, she should have known to pass the news to the emperor, but she didn't know how the emperor would respond.

It would be great if the Dragon Ball could really be given.

Chu Yi asked curiously: "Brother, what do you want the dragon beads for? Is it fun?"

"It is helpful for cultivation."

"Oh." Chu Yi was not interested for a moment, but then said excitedly: "Miss Su Yue from the Flying Flower Sword Sect is here today. This girl Su Yue is so powerful!"

"How awesome?"

"She is very good at growing flowers and plants, even better than me. She's amazing!"

"Her martial arts skills are also better than yours."

"Brother--!"

"In my free time when I am gardening and gardening, I practice martial arts more. Now it is not as good as before." Chu Zhiyuan said: "There are still dangers outside the house."

"It's not like we don't have any guards."

"You can't put your life in the hands of others," Chu Zhiyuan said, "Let's start practicing today."

"I still need to learn etiquette."

"I heard from my two aunts that your etiquette is good enough," Chu Zhiyuan said, "I'll start practicing martial arts in the afternoon."

"..." Chu Yi resisted.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Otherwise, don't expect me to collect those exotic flowers and herbs in the future."

"Okay, okay." Chu Yi quickly compromised.

Bai Ningshuang and Chu Minghou looked at each other with smiles and did not interrupt.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "By the way, mother, I am attending your fourth uncle's birthday party."

"Have you figured it out?" Bai Ningshuang suddenly laughed and said, "That's right!"

"When I went to Mingwu Hall this morning, Third Brother formally invited me. I really had no choice but to refuse, so I had to agree." Chu Zhiyuan said.

He went to the Mingwu Hall early today. When the rising sun turned from red to gold and the light was strong, he was about to leave to go to the Rites Yamen to pay homage.

At this time, Chu Zhiyao caught up and extended an invitation to attend his father's birthday party.

Seeing his hesitation, Chu Zhiyao said that he had also invited Chu Mingxuan, Chu Zhiting, Chu Zhichuan and others, and Mingwu Palace and others would be there.

When the time comes, everyone will gather at a few tables and have a good time, and there will be no outsiders.

Chu Zhiyuan could only agree.

If you don't agree under such circumstances, it will neither give face to Chu Zhiyao nor to Prince Xuan. You still have to talk about worldliness.

Bai Ningshuang put down the bowl and chopsticks and said excitedly: "No, I have to look through your clothes and dress up to look more energetic."

King Xuan's birthday banquet will not only include the royal family, but also the princes, uncles, marquises and their family members of the Duke's Mansion and the Prince's Mansion.

This occasion is not only an occasion for the powerful, but also a grand gathering for young people.

If they see eye to eye and have similar family backgrounds, they can propose marriage.

"Mom, there's no need," Chu Zhiyuan said.

"You don't understand this, it's very necessary." Bai Ningshuang stood up and left, her steps hurried and brisk.

Chu Minghou said with a smile: "Your mother has been mumbling that she thinks you won't go. It's better this time, and she finally feels relieved."

Chu Yi came over with a smile: "With big brother here, I feel relieved."

She really doesn't want to go to crowded places and is not used to it. She feels nervous and stressed just thinking about it.

Now when I heard that Chu Zhiyuan was going, I immediately felt relaxed.

With Chu Zhiyuan by her side, she felt confident and less nervous. At least she didn't have to talk to other people and could just talk to Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Don't forget to practice."

"I know, I know." Chu Yi waved her hand: "Brother, you are so verbose!"

"I'll say a few more words, and I'll teach you martial arts first. Let's go." Chu Zhiyuan stood up.

Chu Yi lamented and followed Chu Zhiyuan away dejectedly.

…

In the afternoon, Chu Zhiyuan first went to the Rites Yamen and saw Gao Lingfeng waiting outside his house, so he waved him in to talk.

"Sir, the Grand Master's Office has taken action," Gao Lingfeng sighed with a heavy face, "It is said that the thief has been caught and the things have been recovered."

"What happens after you find it?"

"The imperial court took it back, saying that it was originally lost by the imperial court, but was later acquired by the ancestors of the Houtu Sect, and now it has returned to its original owner."

Chu Zhiyuan couldn't help but smile.

Gao Lingfeng sneered and said disdainfully: "Housutu Cult insists on returning things to their original owners. Now it's okay. Returning things to the imperial court is the real original owner. If they are restored to the imperial court, then no one should think about it."

Chu Zhiyuan put his hands on his hands and smiled: "Wonderful!"

The imperial court is indeed a powerful imperial court.

This move retaliated with the other's move, leaving the Houtujiao speechless.

But what about the Flying Flower Sword Sect?

Gao Lingfeng said: "The Feihua Sword Sect must also be unwilling to accept it. I wonder if there will be a riot."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "The imperial court must have thought about it and there should be a way."

After all, the imperial court will not go too far towards the Feihua Sword Sect because it wants to give the Grand Master face, and will definitely compensate and appease the Feihua Sword Sect.

While the two were talking, a clerk outside reported that an envoy from the imperial court came to see Mr. Yuan Wai Lang.

Chu Zhiyuan stood up and left the room with Gao Lingfeng.

In the open space outside the house, a middle-aged eunuch in red robe was holding a white jade whisk in his hand, standing with a smile on his face.

This red-robed eunuch has a slim figure, a gentle temperament, and a fair face. He is clearly a master.

Two young eunuchs in green clothes stood behind him, each holding a square sandalwood plate covered with golden silk and satin, showing luxury.

Seeing Chu Zhiyuan come out, the middle-aged eunuch in red robe cupped his fists and bowed: "Slave Huang Cheng has met Prince Yuan."

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists and smiled: "Envoy Huang, I wonder what the emperor's mission is?"

"The Holy One has ordered this servant to accompany Crown Prince Yuan to the Feihua Sword Sect to convey the decree."

"Oh——? What's the purpose?"

"The Holy One has given the Feihua Sword Sect two treasures, one is the Glass Dragon Pearl and the other is the Evil-Breaking Sword."

"That should open your eyes." Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Okay, Ambassador Huang?"

The emperor's operation is really interesting.

"Prince Yuan wants to see it, just go ahead and see it." The red-robed eunuch said with a smile.

Chu Zhiyuan glanced at Zou Fang.

Zou Fang came to the two young eunuchs in green clothes and picked up the golden silk satin on the tray with a white jade whisk.

Under the golden satin is a small red sandalwood box and a long sword full of ancient charm, which gives a heavy sense of vicissitudes of life.

Both the small red sandalwood box and the ancient sword are stamped with a gold seal, and the seal reads "Emperor", indicating that they were made by royal craftsmen under the emperor's orders.

Chu Zhiyuan sighed.

Zou Fang stepped forward and gently opened the small red sandalwood box, revealing a dark green ball lying quietly inside.

It is the size of an egg, as if carved from ink jade, and is crystal clear and moist as if spring water is flowing inside.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly felt that the Dragon Transformation Technique was running wildly, as if he was going crazy.

He pretended to be nonchalant and waved his hand uninterested.

Zou Fang closed it and took out the long sword from its sheath.

"Qiang..."

In the sound of a dragon's roar, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword body exuded a cold light, and the cold air quickly spread.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Good sword."

In terms of momentum, it is better than the Qingying sword on his waist.

This sword may be sharper and more powerful, but the sword body is very heavy at first glance and is not as suitable for me as the Qingying Sword.

He looked at Huang Cheng: "Envoy Huang, let's go, don't delay the imperial grandfather's order."

"Yes, yes," Huang Cheng said with a smile, "Prince Yuan, please—!"

Gao Lingfeng looked at this scene with some surprise.
To be continued...