Quick Wear: After Binding the Boss

"At first I was just curious. I picked up the book. Father knows that his son is very curious. It just so happened that the imperial sister-in-law was going to a poetry gathering, so I went to join in the fun. Who knew that the imperial sister-in-law was so useless and really forged someone else's poem? Father can't say that the poem was really written by the imperial sister-in-law just because it hasn't been circulated."

Xing Zhou shook his head and then sighed, "Actually, I did this for Da Jing's sake, so that it won't be exposed in the future. That would be a blow to my father's reputation. Who knows how the rulers will deal with it then."

"Are you really my son? You don't have a fever, do you?" Emperor Cheng An was very suspicious whether his son was possessed by a wandering ghost.

"Haha, since you have discovered me, I will no longer hide. I am the true god of the upper realm. I have no choice but to descend to the mortal world because I saw a great disaster happening in your lower realm. You mortal, why don't you kowtow quickly? Be careful of my punishment."

The star ship was pretending to be real, and if there was divine light at this moment, it would really look like the real thing.

The corner of Emperor Cheng An's mouth twitched, and he quietly took out a feather duster from under his butt.

While Xingzhou had his eyes closed, he went around behind him and hit him twice. Xingzhou suddenly opened his eyes and jumped away.

"You sneak attack, which is unethical."

Xingzhou shouted angrily while rubbing his butt.

"It is only natural for a father to beat his son. You still want me to kowtow to you, you little bastard. You are rebelling against the heavens and committing treason. Don't run away—"

The commotion lasted for half an hour, and finally ended with Xingzhou quietly shattering the feather duster.

"Have you made a breakthrough?" Emperor Cheng An asked breathlessly. He felt that it was easier for Xingzhou to deal with him.

"Hey, the old man found out. A few days ago, I was lucky enough to break through to the Grandmaster level. I wanted to tell my father after I broke through to the Golden Core of Martial Arts."

"Okay, I heard that you have developed a magnifying glass? And you are planning to open a store?" Emperor Cheng An glanced at Xing Zhou.

"Yes, I am about to be crowned a king, so I must have a way to make a living, right? Otherwise, if I only rely on the salary from the court, I will probably starve to death. Of course..."

"Of course what?"

"Of course, if Father is willing to help, I can naturally relax a little. We can split it 70% to 30%, Father 70%, and I only need 30%. What do you think?"

Xingzhou smiled.

"Oh, the money, the labor, the people, the land, and the store that I contributed only account for 70%?" Emperor Cheng An crossed his arms, waiting to see what Xiao Si could say.

"I can give you half of it at most, but not more. My son also needs some money for his own pocket." Xingzhou looked embarrassed and bit his back teeth, as if he had made a difficult decision.

"Okay, I will give you 25% profit not only for glass but also cement. You don't have to worry about anything, just wait to collect the money." Emperor Cheng An found that he was really a very conscientious emperor. You know, after the stall is set up, this 25% profit is not a small amount.

"Okay, thank you, Father."

"In addition, the decree for you and Xiao San to be crowned kings will be issued in a month. You can use this time to tell the craftsmen what you want. This time, it's free. Next time, if you want to renovate the palace, you'll have to pay for it yourself."

"Yes, thank you, father." Xingzhou left happily.

As for Emperor Cheng An, he smiled gently at first, then his face changed and he called the secret guards.

"Go check on Princess Yan again, be careful and don't let anyone else see it."

Emperor Cheng An didn't really think that Xing Zhou was doing this to save face for him. He suspected that it was the Princess of Yan or even the Prince of Yan who did something to cause Xing Zhou's dissatisfaction.

After Xingzhou returned to the imperial manor, the secret guards sent by Emperor Cheng'an arrived.

A boy of about seventeen or eighteen knelt on one knee in front of Xingzhou, very respectful.

Xing Zhou asked him, "What's your name? How many of you are there? What realm are you in?"

"My name is Ying Yi. There are thirty of us in total, all of us are seventeen or eighteen years old. Except for me, who is at the seventh level of innateness, the rest of the secret guards are at the fifth level of innateness."

"Show me the skills you practice." Xingzhou looked at Yingyi and frowned.

"Yes."

Ying stood up and wrote out the exercises silently.

Xing Zhou carefully observed the skills practiced by the Dark Guards and shook his head secretly. This skill consumed the Dark Guards' potential. Although they could advance quickly in the early stages, they would not be able to advance any further when they were around 30 years old, and their future realm was already determined.

After all, he is his subordinate. Xingzhou thought for a moment and said, "Unbutton your coat and lie down on the bed."

Xingzhou said it lightly, and Yingyi did not hesitate.

After all, secret guards also have to take care of their masters' physiological needs, just like the servants of wealthy families.

Yingyi had naturally learned how to do it before, but it was her first time. After taking off her clothes, her face flushed, and she tiptoed to Xingzhou and was about to help him undress.

"??? Stop, what are you doing?"

Xingzhou was startled and quickly dodged.

"Didn't the master want me to sleep with him?" A puzzled expression appeared on Ying Yi's blushing face, as if asking why the master wanted to avoid her.

"Stop, stop, stop. Stop what's in your head too." Xing Zhou waved his hands frantically. "I want to take a look at the Qi in your body. Stop thinking nonsense."

"Ah?" Ying Yi was a little confused. He seemed to have misunderstood his master's meaning. Would his master no longer want him?

After they, the secret guards, follow their master, their life and death depend entirely on the master's decision. If the master doesn't want them anymore, they have no choice but to die to apologize.

Fortunately, before Yingyi could make a move, Xingzhou continued speaking.

"Don't practice the technique for now. Wait until I improve it for you. Alright, go lie down."

Yingyi was delighted, thinking that his master didn't blame him, so he lay down obediently.

Xingzhou stretched out his hands, and the true energy surged, flowing along Yingyi's whole body.

After waiting for an hour, Xingzhou had an idea in mind and asked Ying to come along.

"You should also tell them not to practice the secret guard's skills for the time being."

"Okay, Master. I understand."

The tips of Yingyi's ears turned slightly red, and he left the room in a flash.

Xingzhou worked overtime to modify his skills.

When Yingyi went to meet the secret guards, his complexion had returned to normal, but the red tips of his ears still gave away something.

Fortunately, the training of secret guards is centered on the future master. Even if they don't know who the future master is during training, as long as they are under the master's hands, they will be loyal swords.

It was just a sleeping companion. Even if they really found out, they wouldn't say anything.

"The master told us not to practice the secret guard's skills anymore."

In fact, having cultivated to their level, they have naturally known the drawbacks of the martial arts for a long time. Ying Yi knows a little more than them, that is, their master has a special martial art. As long as it is activated, the true qi cultivated by their secret guards will be controlled by the master.

They are orphans who have been brought up by the Dajing royal family since childhood. It can be said that they have been deeply imprinted with thoughts and it is difficult for them to betray their masters.