Chuntao left the mansion, and Chu Ze never expected this result.
"Have you left the house? What does the old man mean?"
"Yes, I said that Sister Chuntao was disrespectful to you and asked her to go home."
Feeling the awe in Qing'er's eyes, Chu Ze understood that it was Chen Jinsong expressing support to him.
He couldn't help but recall his predecessor's time in the Earl's Mansion.
When Chu Ze was a child, every time he was bullied by his two brothers, he would complain to his father Chu Xun.
But the final result was Chu Xun's response-like reprimands.
As a result, the two brothers turned around and bullied him even more.
It has no effect at all.
Because of the bullying of the two brothers and Chu Xun's indulgence, the servants in the family ignored him, which made him neglect and rolled his eyes.
There is not even hot water for bathing at night.
I can only go to a boil or take a cold shower by myself.
Gradually, Chu Ze no longer complained and could only endure it silently.
As a young master, it is precisely because of Chu Xun's indifference.
In Chu Ze's memory, he rarely saw that tall father. It can even be said that even the martial arts of his family were done by the martial artists.
The level of the martial arts is not as good as those two brothers, both of them are sixth-grade martial arts.
Only I practice the fourth-grade exercises, the Five Elements Bodybuilding Skill, and the slow progress of my cultivation is even more unpopular.
At this time, Chen Jinsong was kind to him, perhaps with many external factors.
But who in this world would be nice to another person for no reason?
After throwing the memories out of my mind, Chu Ze finished washing and wiping his face, and was about to go and have breakfast with Chen Jinsong.
In the dining room, when Chen Jinsong saw Chu Ze, his eyes lit up immediately, his feet moved lightly, and he flashed to Chu Ze and shouted: "Fist with all his strength!"
Chu Ze was stunned at first, then he used his strength and punched him out!
As the power flowed, the muscles under Chu Ze's clothes swelled up, and a golden light appeared, and a faint dragon scale mark flowed on his body!
The skin refining realm, as the name suggests, is to train the skin and flesh.
Strengthen muscles through the true qi of the exercises.
"boom!"
Chu Ze hit Chen Jinsong's hand with all his strength, and his energy flew away.
Chen Jinsong's eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "The skin refining eight layers?"
The stronger the martial arts, the better the cultivation effect, and the stronger the combat power you exert in actual combat.
Chu Ze currently practiced the Star Glory Dragon Transformation Art, which was fusion of the abnormal changes, has only been the seventh grade of skin refining, but it has forced the power of the eighth grade of skin refining in Chen Jinsong's perception!
This is the intensity increase brought by the Earth-level exercises!
Chu Ze shook his head and said, "No, there are only seven layers of skin refining."
Chen Jinsong looked at Chu Ze with a strange look.
This guy's talent seems to be a bit powerful!
In his opinion, although Chu Ze said that he was not practicing hard, he was probably not very talented, otherwise he would not have been able to refine the third level of skin.
Now it seems that I am really lazy!
According to his perception, even if a person with high qualifications swallows the essence and blood of the Purple-horned Python and re-education, he will only practice at most to about four or five levels of skin refining overnight.
But the little bastard in front of him actually practiced to the seventh level of skin refining.
There is only one explanation, which is that this guy’s talent is very, very good!
And his strength can actually reach the level of eighth level of skin refining, which shows that Chu Ze is extremely talented!
As a warrior, I have to admit that even when he sees this talent, he feels envious!
"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, for gaining Chen Jinsong's envy and obtaining emotional value of 30!"
??? The old man envys himself? What do you envy?
Chen Jinsong gritted his teeth and said, "You little bastard, you waste your resources. If you dare to be lazy in the future, I will beat you to death. Tomorrow morning, I will practice martial arts with me! So is your father Chu Xun. How can you let such talent be abandoned to practice?"
Chu Ze smiled and said, "My mother is a maid, how can she catch his eyes on the old man?"
That’s right, in the final analysis, the reason why Chu Ze was not valued is largely because Chu Ze’s mother was born in a humble family.
Hearing Chu Ze say this, Chen Jinsong was silent.
The great honors of Daxia attach importance to their origins, which is a very common behavior.
Even if he had not wanted to find a descendant of nobles to marry into his family, he would not have said that he would marry someone like Chu Ze, who has three layers of skin refining, and Chen Xirui.
But no matter what, in his opinion, Chu Xun's behavior was still a bit too much.
After all, Chu Ze is still his bloodline.
However, Chen Jinsong was also a little lucky. If it weren't for this, such a talented person would have been highly valued at home. How could he marry into his Chen family?
He patted Chu Ze on the shoulder: "Don't worry, no one will look down on you in the future! Come and have a meal. Today I'm going to pay condolences to Xirui. I guess there are many people here. You have to thank the guests throughout the journey. I don't know what you are going to be busy with.
When you eat more.”
Chu Ze nodded and got on the table.
After his cultivation level improved, his appetite also increased and he immediately started to have a feast.
"By the way, you go to Xirui's room to find a set of clothes and place them in the coffin. Then, when the condolences are completed today, you will burn all the clothes and supplies in Xirui's room." Chen Jinsong ordered.
This is the funeral custom of Daxia, and all the clothes of dead people must be taken with them.
Chen Jinsong didn't want to do these things himself, so he handed them over to Chu Ze.
Chu Ze thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to keep some?"
Chen Jinsong flashed a trace of sadness and stood up and sighed, "Forget it. Forget it, Xirui has gone, what's the use of leaving it? It's enough to have the painting you were yesterday."
The mourning hall has been built, and Chu Ze put a set of clothes with a faint fragrance into the jade coffin.
Only by burials with princes and princes are eligible to use coffins of this material.
This is the last glory given to Chen Xirui by Emperor Daxia.
Chen Jinsong has been in charge of the army for many years, and many people have come to pay their respects. The court officials, princes and ministers, and backbones of the army are all present.
Even the Emperor of Daxia sent eunuchs to send their condolences.
As a family member, Chu Ze is responsible for answering the gifts throughout the process.
Chu Ze felt that he was just a robot.
Every time the servant who waited aside shouted, "Family Reply!"
He just needs to bow to the person in front of him.
There were too many people coming, and Chu Ze couldn't remember who was who.
Suddenly, with the sound of singing outside, two familiar names appeared.
"Ningyuan's No. Chu Xun, the prince Chu Wuchen, came to pay his condolences."
Two majestic figures walked in from the door.
Chu Ze is not shorter, 1.85 meters tall, but his father Chu Xun and his brother Chu Wuchen are even taller, both about two meters away.
Come in from the door, like two small hills.
The two entered and walked towards the spiritual sign.
Chu Xun looked serious, while Chu Wuchen glanced at Chu Ze, and a joke flashed through his eyes.
He suddenly rushed forward quickly and knelt in front of the mourning hall with a thud.
"My sister-in-law, why have you gone like this before you fulfill your family? Only my poor brother, alone, staying alone in the empty bedroom! Without you, how can he live? In the future, he will die.
No one...how could you just go there?"
Chu Ze stood aside, his face darkened.
Although this guy howled miserably, Chu Ze could still hear the sarcastic scent in his words.
What does it mean to stay alone in the empty bedroom? Is this a word used by men?
What does it mean to live without Chen Xirui? Isn’t it said that I am a waste?
If you don’t even have a person to die, isn’t that just curse yourself as the queen?