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The guards looked at each other in dismay. Wei Shuge had left two guards at the door. This scene caused the Du Family's servants to be taken aback.

The butler quickly left the room and went forward to pay his respects. "Where are your esteemed guests from? Master is not at home, I'm afraid it would be inconvenient to receive guests, please forgive me! "We've already sent people to inform the lord, this time …"

"Due to my royal decree yesterday, Lord Du is still unhappy in my throne room. He probably won't be able to return for a while!" Zhao Jing stood in the corridor and looked around. "No wonder the people outside said that the Du Residence is a good place."

The butler was stunned. This young man called himself "I"? That was the emperor's way of referring to himself. Judging from this young man's clothes and age, he really did look like that. Could it be... The Emperor really came? But how could the emperor leave the palace so easily under the watchful eyes of the regent and the tutor? Besides, it didn't seem right that the Emperor would only bring so few people out of the palace.

"You suspect me?" Zhao Jing played with the fan in his hand. It was a top-quality fan with a cat eye at the bottom. It was obvious that it was quite valuable.

The butler quickly replied, "I don't dare! "It's just that Master is not home, esteemed guest …"

Zhao Jing flicked his sleeves and left. "I'll go wherever I want to go!" It was heading straight for the warehouse.

Butler was aghast: "Stop him!"

With Wei Shuge around, who could stop Zhao Jing? The guard immediately stepped forward to stand behind Zhao Jing!

At this moment, Zhao Jing was extremely arrogant and domineering. His attitude was as if he would never give up. It was enough to make anyone grind their teeth in hatred. Long before they had entered, the map of the Du Clan was already in Zhao Jing's hands.

In front of the warehouse, Wei Shuge quickly took care of the guards. Zhao Jing drew his sword with his own hands and slashed the lock on the door with his dagger.

Outside, a large number of Du Clan's guards rushed over in a hurry, surrounding Zhao Jing and the rest. Their eyes were all on the verge of splitting apart, wishing that they could rip her to shreds. If anything happened to the warehouse, Mr Dean would scold them and they would not be able to leave alive!

"Could it be that this world belongs to the king? Everything in this world belongs to me. I will do whatever I want." "You dare draw your sword against me, aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" The fan in Zhao Jing's hand fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

Zhao Yuannan had already brought out a chair from his room. Zhao Jing coldly sat down and said, "I'll wait here for Du He Ming to come back. Let's see if he dares to kill his sovereign!"

Of course, he did not dare to kill a monarch. Under broad daylight, how could he dare to brazenly kill a monarch? Even before this matter had reached the imperial court, it had already reached the ears of the people of the East.

Zhou Zhiqian was a bit helpless. "Why did the emperor leave the palace?" Isn't this nonsense? "

"How dare you!" Dongfang Wenming rose to his feet and casually took the cape from his servant. He then walked out of the room. "Your majesty the Emperor likes it. As your servants, how could you dare to unjustly curse the Emperor?!"

Zhou Zhizhi bowed his head, "Your Highness, forgive me, but I will speak wrongly!"

"I don't want to hear it a second time. Whoever dares to talk about the monarch is tired of living!"

"Yes sir!" Zhou Zhizhi turned pale as he followed Dongfang Wenming out. "But Master, the Emperor is currently at Shang Shu Manor. When that time comes, the Qi Family will surely make a big fuss!"

"They came up with a rotten idea, what do they have to worry about!" Dongfang Wenming jumped onto his horse, reined in his horse, and rode off.

Zhou Zhizhi followed behind. He knew that if something were to happen to the emperor in Shang Shu Manor, it would not be beneficial to anyone! Zhao Jing's value to the East was far greater than that of the so-called war in the Imperial Court. So the East did not dare to take Zhao Jing as a risk!

At this moment, Zhao Jing was still sitting in front of the storehouse of the Shang Shu Manor. Zhao Yuannan was serving Zhao Jing a plate of food. Wei Shuge was leading the rest into the storehouse. Right now, both sides were in a stalemate. On one side was the emperor, and on the other was the guards of the mansion.

The guards did not dare to step forward. They were afraid that the other party might really be the emperor. If they were to charge forward, they would die! However, he did not dare to relax. He was afraid that the other party was a scammer. He would still die if he lost the items in the warehouse! He didn't dare to disband unless he charged forward. He could only surround them and not make a move, otherwise, he would die no matter what!

The servants did not dare to step forward, surrounding him from a distance. Firstly, he wanted to see the appearance of the legendary little emperor who had ascended to the throne at the age of ten, and secondly, he wanted to watch the show. If it was really the emperor himself, then this show would be even more thrilling than the one in the book!

Wei Shuge had already finished counting the items and handed Zhao Jing a list.

A loud sound came from a horse outside the door. Zhao Jing made some calculations in his mind. The distance between the Imperial Palace and this place was absolutely not enough for Du He Ming to return so quickly. If her thoughts were correct, it was coming from the east! The Imperial Tutor Qi Yunshan and Cobb would never have come to 'disrupt things' so early in the morning to watch the commotion.

Zhao Jing remained expressionless as he lazily sat on his chair, eating the dessert that Zhao Yuannan handed to him.

"Your Majesty is so carefree and carefree, you actually think of this Shang Shu Manor as your own Hall of Heaven and Earth?" Dongfang Wenming walked into the courtyard with a cold expression.

The servants fell to their knees with a thud. At a glance, it was completely pitch black.

Zhao Jing didn't get up, completely ignoring Dongfang Wenming. "Father Zhong's words are wrong. This Shang Shu Manor is far worse than my Qianyuan Palace. The only good thing about it is that it's bustling with noise and excitement!"

These words made the steward's heart tremble. He laid on the ground trembling like a sieve. Who knew that the little emperor of hell would actually come? He had shouted out a few words at the emperor before and had even ordered people to surround them. But now … If the Emperor were to seek revenge, even ten heads wouldn't be enough to chop him off.

Zhao Jing felt bored and rolled his eyes at him. "Father Zhong's always been so quiet when he arrived. It's really not fun!"

"What does the Emperor think is the most fun thing?" Dongfang Xi stopped moving and looked indifferent and distant like before. Her serene eyes stared straight at her. His gaze contained a few traces of probing and mockery, giving Zhao Jing the illusion that he'd been exposed to the sun. His heart was somewhat flustered for no reason.

Dongfang Wenyi was too shrewd, and everything he saw was hidden deep within his heart. Therefore, the moment he approached, Zhao Jing reflexively slowly stood up. There was no longer that cynicism on her small white face. Instead, there was a trace of fear.

"Zhong, Zhongda …" Zhao Jing took a few steps back, and the tip of his tongue lightly licked his dry lips. His voice trembled slightly. "I …"

This action caused Dongfang Buming to be startled, and he met her clear eyes. He sighed softly, his tone was so quiet and helpless, "Enough? This was Shang Shu Manor, not the Qian Yuan Palace. If the Emperor wants to be lively, there will naturally be people accompanying you. "

She lowered her head and stood at the corner of the wall like a child who had made a mistake. "But I've been in the palace too long. I want to leave."

"I heard that something happened in Jiangbei and the prime minister told me to gather the food. I had no choice but to issue a decree." However, these officials who were eating rations and claiming that they would help the people raised themselves up well, refused to take out even a single grain of food! "

"What method does This Emperor have?" If they are not willing to take it out, then I will take it myself! " Zhao Jing stubbornly stretched his neck. "Du Heming doesn't like my decree. I will make him accept it." There was so much gold, silver, jewelry, and food in the warehouse, but they were unwilling to part with the refugees from the North! What is the difference between this and having a calamity fall upon the nation and the people?! "

Dongfang Buming turned around and let out a sneer when he heard her righteous words.

This smile caused Zhao Jing to be stunned. Could it be that he had been seen through again?

Dongfang Wenming let out a long sigh. He gloomily looked back at her and said, "Come here!"

Zhao Jing curled his lips and shrank back as he carefully stepped forward. "Father Zhong, do you think I have done something wrong?"

He didn't say whether she was right or wrong, but put the shawl over her with a gentle expression. "Sooner or later, this subject knows that the emperor has always been careless. When he came, he had a shawl prepared!"

Zhao Jing stood there in a daze, frowning as he looked at him without saying a word.

This man was too meticulous in his thoughts. Even Wei Shuge and Zhao Yuannan did not think of such a thing, yet he thought of it so meticulously and meticulously. It caused people to feel a chill down their spines. People who were too meticulous were the most sensitive and would often be able to understand everything. Unfortunately, he was used to hiding his emotions.

As the shawl fell on his body, Zhao Jing didn't feel warm at all. He only felt a chill spreading through his limbs and bones!

Dongfang Wenming's hand was pressing down on her shoulder, but his eyes landed on Wei Shuge who was kneeling on the ground. "Your majesty doesn't know when to stop. It was the servants that served you well, so …"

Zhao Jing widened his eyes. "It was my own idea to leave the palace. It has nothing to do with anyone." "The servants are merely following me, don't …"

Without waiting for Zhao Jing to finish speaking, Dongfang Mingming tightly gripped her cold hand. "Let's go!"

"Where to?" She was stunned for a moment, trying to figure out what he meant.

"The Emperor has already gotten what he wanted. Could it be that he's planning to stay and eat a meal before leaving?" Dongfang Wenming dryly laughed twice. "Even if the emperor dared to eat it, Du He Ming wouldn't dare to do it!"

Zhao Jing didn't say anything. He was led out by Dongfang Wenming.

Everyone knew that the little Emperor was childish and willful!

Wei Shuge and Zhao Yuannan followed closely behind, secretly looking at each other. From what Dongfang Mingyue had said just now, it seemed that she was going to pursue the matter! If they were investigated, Wei Shuge and Zhao Yuannan, as Zhao Jing's entourages, might not be able to escape their doom.

When he was about to leave, Shang Jiu, Du He Ming, had already rushed back. The Emperor had arrived at the door of his own home. What an honor it should have been, but when it came to Du He Ming, it was as if he wanted to cry but had no tears.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Du He Ming kneeled down before Zhao Jing and Dongfang Wenming and shouted, "We pay our respects to the Regent! We pay our respects to the Emperor!"

Look, this person is really a fence-sitter, an expert at handling the wind!

This entire world belonged to Zhao Jing. However, when Du He Ming had spoken his honorifics, he had placed his position in the East before the Emperor Zhao Jing. What did this mean? This meant that even though Zhao Jing was the emperor, he … In everyone's eyes, the power and status of the Regent, Dongfang Wenyi, far exceeded that of the little emperor, Zhao Jing.

"Du He Ming!" Zhao Jing shook off the unidentified hands from the east and walked in front of Du He Ming. "Take a look at the storage room in my hand. There are so many things piled up in the storehouse of the Shang Shu Estate!" "You refugees from Jiangbei Province are in unbearable pain. As a court official, you are not willing to report your actions to the imperial government and return the favor to the common people. Are you trying to bring all these things into the coffin?"

These words caused Du He Ming's body to slightly tremble.

However, it was different for the East. At this moment, if they did not give the Emperor a way out, it would be as if they did not give him an explanation.

Du He Ming immediately kowtowed, "This humble one deserves to die! This humble subject is willing to give anything to you, to deliver it to the people of Jiangbei! "

The black boots embroidered with auspicious clouds of gold quietly landed in front of Du He Ming. Du He Ming held his breath as a chill went down his spine.