ned to Hu Guan said: "At the end of the month when we're recruiting new maidservants, just happen that the maids in my courtyard are looking a bit stale. Get me a new one."Hu Guan said, "Understood, O...By now, in Linzi, everyone knows who Chong Xuan Sheng is.

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Even the most foolish person knows that the weight of what Xuan Sheng speaks carries far more significance than the words of Xuan Ming Guang. Though they share the surname Xuan, Xuan Ming Guang has absolutely no standing to represent the Xuan family.

Although Chong Xuan was smiling brilliantly and speaking softly at the moment, the word "force" he uttered was definitely not something these old, weak, and vulnerable people could bear.

Even throughout all of Linzi, there weren't many people who could bear it.

Even if Chongxuan Mingguang offered countless benefits, it would be useless.

“Asheng, this is where you’re wrong. How can you say that people forced you”

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These people came to Xiashan Biefu and made a scene, causing more than just Zhe Xuan's face to be lost. To put it bluntly, this is about sullying the reputation of the Zhe surname.

The scene of Lai Xia Shan's resort being disrupted by cries and clamor provoked everyone who sought to profit from the business dealings of Chong Xuan Zun.

But no matter what, this can be considered a father's effort and struggle for his son who has been practicing in seclusion at the Jixia Academy.

Seeing that Chong Xuan's momentum was getting stronger and he had even acquired the top-tier divine ability, "Fatianxiangdi," Chong Xuanming became increasingly worried that by the time Chong Xuanzun left Jixia Academy, the position of head of the family would already be decided.

Although he may do nothing, it could be a good thing for Chong Xuan to follow him.

He trusted his son deeply and was proud of Chong Xuanzun. But he clearly didn't know just how terrifying Chong Xuanzun truly was. Just the name itself was enough to make people wait in anticipation. The ending remained unwritten.

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He doesn't understand anything.

Perhaps, some still believe that the widespread attention given to Chongxuan Zun is largely due to his father's influence.

"My uncle is right, we should be responsible. Our family will definitely take responsibility for what happened to Chongxuan."

Zhong Xuan Sheng bowed respectfully to Zhong Xuan Mingguang. He had no reason not to be respectful to his uncle, and he even hoped that his uncle would be happy and live for five hundred years.

"However, let's put that aside for now. Allow me to attend to some family matters first."

He turned to face the two guards, his expression calm. "What is your duty"

Both of them looked at each other, finally daring not to answer. They stammered and said, “We are guarding the door for you.”

“Then, have you succeeded” Zhong Xuan Sheng asked calmly.

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The sound wasn't loud, yet it pressed down like a mountain.

The two doormen were embarrassed by their failure and their faces turned pale. They knelt down on the ground.

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One of them explained, "The master insisted on bringing them in, and we dared not stop him..."

“No need to explain yourself.” Chongxuan waved his hand dismissively. “My family, the Chongxuans, have always earned glory on the battlefield. We govern our household like an army. Your duty is clear, yet you didn't even send a single message before letting him in. How can I trust you with my home Go to the back garden and receive your punishment!”

“Yes!”

Two gatekeepers went away with fearful faces.

Chong Xuanming was originally here to make trouble, but for some reason, seeing this chubby nephew's posture as he reorganized the mansion, he forgot how to speak for a moment.

This little chubby guy seems to have really grown up. He thought.

For a fleeting moment, he seemed to glimpse the whole picture...

"Enough." He suddenly lost interest, was about to take the people away and let this fat nephew go.

Yet Xuan Sheng said, “This matter is easy to handle!”

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How about it

Zhong Xuanming's energy surged again, this was the "strategy" he had painstakingly concocted, how could this little fatty dare to underestimate him

“Well, then speak up!” he said with a stern face, trying to appear imposing: “If it’s unfair, Uncle won’t abide by your decision.”

Zhong Xuan Sheng smiled and said, "Sounds good."

"Ouch!"

Screams came from the direction of the backyard, probably the two gatekeepers being tortured.

Its voice was so mournful, it made one's teeth ache to hear it.

Zhonghuan's eyes widened, and even his eyelids twitched involuntarily. The group he had assembled with him panicked, their expressions clearly revealing their fear.

"Ladies and gentlemen..."

Chong Xuan Sheng remained unaffected by the cries, and looked at the elderly, weak, and women brought by Chong Xuan Ming's light. His face was as usual: "Your lives have been so difficult, it is this son's negligence, this matter will be accounted for... Come here!"

A man in black strode in and stood beside him.

"Let's record each person, their full name, who they are related to, and whose cause they're fighting for. Make sure we don't miss a single one."

The screams from the direction of the backyard continued, but they did not affect Zhong Xuansheng issuing orders at all.

Especially that man in black, he was a Shadow Guard under Chong Xuan's command. His gaze swept across the room like he was looking at corpses. He didn't look like a scribe at all; he looked more like an assassin!

"Ah Sheng," Hearing the cries, Chong Xuan Mingguang finally couldn't help but say: "Don't blame the gatekeepers. It was your uncle who insisted on entering the manor. How could they stop him Even if you were guarding the gate yourself, you wouldn't be able to stop your uncle, would you"

“As my uncle said,” Chongxuan smiled brightly: “For my uncle’s sake, I won’t kill them today.”

This chilling statement left a cold feeling in people's hearts. Were the rules at Chongxuan's household this strict

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Didn't you guard the door well, didn't you stop Master Chongxuan You were about to behead him Even after being beaten this badly, it's already because of Master Chongxuan's face

Amidst the terrified gazes of those in the hospital, Chong Xuan Sheng once again looked at them, still smiling, but his expression was unusually chilling: "Don't crowd or scramble. Cooperate with the recording well. This young master will attend to each one individually, ensuring none are missed. A hundred taels of silver will be given to each family, delivered to their doorstep, to help you through this hardship!"

"Oh dear, my memory!," an elderly man seemed to suddenly come to his senses: "I forgot to harvest the sun-dried grain. I'm getting old, old indeed. I must hurry back and have a look."

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Turning, he easily walked toward the door.

> I wonder, this spring, where did all these grains of millet come from that need to be harvested.

Come on, to be marked by this ruthless fat young master What good will it do me in the future I'd rather have no money than no life to spend it!

"Little one, aren't you going to have some candied apples Let's hurry, it might close soon." A middle-aged woman holding a child, ran away quickly.

For a moment, everyone in the courtyard had strange and wonderful reasons to run outside as if escaping.

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Zhong Xuan Sheng was at the back, desperately trying to stop him: “Hey, don't go, don't go! I represent the Zhong Xuan family and will give you silver!”

He even stomped his feet: “You’re just leaving like this How am I supposed to explain myself to my loyal uncle!”

Even Chong Xuan Ming Guang, despite being naive, realized the absurdity of his actions. His face turned a sickly shade of green.

Chong Xuan's expression, which had been clouded with anger, slowly calmed as the crowd dispersed. He looked at the empty courtyard and quietly ordered, "Follow them and find out who they are, where they live, and who they belong to."

His personal guard departed upon his orders.

Zhong Xuanming suddenly became furious: "What do you want to do They were all brought here by me. Do you want to investigate everything to the end If you want to be tough, why not come at my uncle!"

That's why they call him a fancy pillow, just because he was momentarily angry, he didn't even know how to hide it himself.

"Uncle," Chong Xuan said respectfully, "please don't be angry. I didn't mean to mistreat them, I truly want to find a good place for them, a suitable arrangement. The reputation of the Chong Xuan family cannot be disregarded."

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He sighed: "The mud you've gotten on yourself, nephew, is something I should wash off your pants."

The heavy Xuan Ming light momentarily froze.

"Zhong Xuan Sheng said again, "How about going inside for a cup of tea I also need to think about how to explain this to Grandpa."

Zhen Xuan Ming Guang narrowed his eyes and said fiercely, "What do I need to explain!"

“Just now’s thing.” Chongxuan Sheng was still smiling: “I’ve already told him. Come to think of it, Uncle is so filial, he wouldn't hide anything from Grandfather about family matters, would he”

Zhong Xuanming's light has always been quick to tattle. This is him using his own tactics against himself.

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“You!” Chong Xuan Ming's light trembled as he pointed a finger for a long time, but ‘you’ never gave him an explanation. With a flick of his sleeve, he angrily left.

Jiang Wang, having silently watched this dull farce, shook his head and turned back to his room.

As he left the courtyard, he heard Chong Xuan's genuine sigh of admiration —

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"I truly wish my elder brother, Zun-ge, could inherit one-third of our uncle's intelligence!"

(This Huamu alliance member rarely pops up, I wonder who this high-ranking person is. O, O.)

(Besides, the same-name public account: Love is Deep. I posted a map of Qi State, you can go and take a look. Hopefully, this sentence won't be censored...)hanged one after another.But three thousand eight hundred years was not even half of the True Monarch's long life. The Frost Immortal Technique further made his lifespan flow by slower than time itsel...