Chapter 219

Chu Mingjing looks at the skinny boy sitting in his father's arms. He's in a panic. He hasn't even hugged him because of his father's pain. Why can the third brother get this kind of treatment? "I've already had breakfast," he said

The emperor said with a smile, "come and sit down, Wulang."

He really loves old five. He is smart and polite. The emperor really felt that Lao Wu was the most similar to himself. He originally wanted to make Lao Wu the crown prince, but the courtiers jointly refused on the ground that Lao Wu was not the eldest son. The Emperor gave up for the time being. Anyway, Wulang is still young. When the time is ripe, he will establish the prince again.

Shen Yan sees Chu Mingjing sitting on the bench. No matter how Regal the boy is, he's just a five-year-old chubby boy. He's soft, tender and cute. When he presses his round butt on the bench, Shen Yan wants to reach out and pinch it.

"Wulang, are you satisfied with none of the candidates for accompany reading yesterday?" Asked the emperor.

Chu Mingjing shook his head and said, "it's not as good as Du Jue."

The emperor was stunned and said with a helpless smile, "Du Jue is already your third brother's companion."

Shen Yan's chewing speed suddenly slowed down and looked at the little fat cub's face quietly.

"But the third brother hasn't compared with me yet." Chu Mingjing said, "according to the regulations, if the princes like the same accompaniment, the two princes have to compete in martial arts. Whoever wins, the accompaniment belongs to him."

The Emperor just remembered this, but according to his understanding, the fifth child's talent is close to the demon. Although he is only five years old, the Imperial Palace dare not underestimate the fifth child.

If he competes in martial arts, he will lose.

The emperor is still very fond of the third. He doesn't want to see the third lose and feel unhappy. He also doesn't want to see the conflicts between the brothers. He coaxes: "Wulang, your third brother likes Du Jue very much. Would you like your father to collect a group of aristocratic sons for you to choose?"

Chu Mingjing pursed his lower lip and was obviously unhappy. No matter how precocious he was, he was still a child, and the emotion on his face could not be hidden.

"Father, do you want me to give up my third brother?" Chu Ming mirror drum a little fat face way, "three elder brothers so won't win, won't feel shame?"

Shame?

Shen Yan doesn't think that as a ghost of thousands of years, he can act as a child without shame, act like a coquettish and have no psychological obstacles. Will he feel ashamed because he robbed a companion?

The emperor was in trouble. In fact, he also planned to assign Du Jue to the fifth elder. After all, Du Jue was outstanding in his family and was a rare person worthy of his fifth elder. However, yesterday, the old man acted like a tiger and couldn't bear it.

Seeing the emperor's hesitation, Shen Yan took the initiative to resolve the dilemma and said, "well, I'll compete with my fifth brother after breakfast."

Chu Mingjing snorted, his face stinking. Just now the father emperor favors the third, he is angry!!

The emperor had no choice but to smile and said, "well, Wulang, your third brother has agreed to you. Don't lose your temper."

Chu Mingjing is even more unhappy. His father has always been partial to him, but today he has been defending the old three! Now this means that the third brother is more sensible than him!

After breakfast, Shen Yan walked around the hall again. He had been dawdling for about an hour and a half. Then he said, "fifth brother, let's start."

Chu Mingjing couldn't wait long ago. He jumped down from the bench, stretched out his chubby left hand and said, "your Kung Fu is not as good as mine. I stand still and fight with you with my left hand. You can touch my clothes in ten moves and win."

Shen Yan thought: it's too contemptuous. It's so easy to touch clothes. When you fight, you only need to touch your sleeve to win.