I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

Chen Liu took a few steps and then suddenly stopped.

"No, if we go over there, our identities will be exposed. We should report to His Majesty first!"

In front of the East Palace Gate of the Imperial Palace.

"I haven't visited this rebellious son since I came back. I wonder how he is doing these days." Duanmu Xiongtu murmured.

Although he kept calling his son a rebellious son, there was still a kind expression on Duanmu Xiongtu's face.

This made the two old eunuchs behind him sweat profusely.

How is the prince?

You will know it if you take a look for yourself.

In the back garden of the Eastern Palace, Duanmu Yuanchen was holding a wooden sword and looking seriously at the dozens of eunuchs around him who were acting as martial artists.

"Haha! Are you going to stop me too?"

An old immortal dressed as an immortal came out. He first touched his beard in a pretentious manner, and then looked at Duanmu Yuanchen with a righteous face.

"In this Dharma Ending Age, you cannot become an immortal. Leave immediately, or don't blame us for being ruthless!"

"Hahaha!" Duanmu Yuanchen laughed loudly towards the sky, waving the long sword in his hand and throwing out a sword flower.

"What Dharma Ending Age? I formed the Golden Core at the age of three and reached the Nascent Soul at the age of four. If you try to stop me from ascending today, I will kill you first!"

A group of pretentious eunuchs were about to talk trash according to the script, but as soon as they raised their heads, a pale yellow figure had stopped behind Duanmu Yuanchen.

Wang Jin's legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.

It's all over. Since Duanmu Xiongtu left half a year ago, the prince has already let himself go.

He simply forgot what Duanmu Xiongtu said before he left. Not to mention the important task of being the regent, he hasn't even set foot out of the Eastern Palace in the past six months!

Whenever a minister had urgent matters to report, the prince would send them back on the pretext that it was a critical moment in his cultivation.

Now that Duanmu Xiongtu is back, one can imagine what will happen to Duanmu Yuanchen.

As the prince's personal eunuch, he was definitely doomed.

When he thought of this, Wang Jin became extremely panicked.

It's over. My life is probably going to be cut in half just like my dick.

"Huh? Didn't you want to stop me? Why don't you come forward and die!" Duanmu Yuanchen said with some dissatisfaction.

According to the script, these people should now rush forward, display their divine power, beat them to a pulp, and then use a sword to block the blockade of the heaven and become an immortal on the spot.

Duanmu Yuanchen became anxious as everyone was slow to step forward, and he suddenly swung his sleeves.

"Well! Since you don't dare, I'll just have to strike first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Duanmu Yuanchen picked up the peach wood sword and rushed towards a group of young eunuchs.

The wooden sword chopped at his body, and Wang Jin grimaced in pain, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and he refused to move.

Duanmu Yuanchen stopped what he was doing and frowned: "What's wrong with you? Your acting is terrible!"

After saying this, Duanmu Yuanchen tilted his head up forty-five degrees, the breeze ruffling his long hair, and a look of loneliness appeared on his face.

"Alas, what a pity! How could a genius cultivator like me be born in this era?"

"According to ancient historical records, countless immortals descended into the world in ancient times. Alas..."

Duanmu Yuanchen sighed deeply: "I only regret that I was born thousands of years too late!"

"Why couldn't I have been born in ancient times? How sad and lamentable!"

"But even so, I still cultivated the Golden Elixir, which shows that I am a genius of my generation."

Wang Jin was about to cry, and kept winking at Duanmu Yuanchen.

You have shitty talent for cultivation. Isn’t the golden elixir you cultivated just the stone in your stomach?

I just pulled it out yesterday and you started blowing it.

"Wang Jin, why are you making faces?" Duanmu Yuanchen frowned. It would be fine if he didn't cooperate with his acting.

Now that I have finally gotten the upper hand, you guys don't know how to take the opportunity to flatter me?

You don’t want to mess around anymore, right?

Duanmu Xiongtu took a deep breath, and felt a sharp pain in his heart and head at the same time. He didn't know where to cover his head for a moment.

"Cough cough!" The old eunuch beside Duanmu Xiongtu couldn't bear it anymore and coughed dryly.

Duanmu Yuanchen's body stiffened. The voice belonged to Zhao Changhe, the old eunuch beside Duanmu Xiongtu.

As Duanmu Yuanchen turned around stiffly, he smiled with a pale face.

"Father...you are back."

Duanmu Xiongtu took a deep breath and silently reached for his belt with both hands.

"Father, the book says that a gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists." Duanmu Yuanchen spoke quickly.

"Kneel down! Now you know how to read!" Duanmu Xiongtu roared, grabbed his belt and hit him directly.

Duanmu Yuanchen, who was kneeling on the ground, did not move at all. He just took it hard without even a scream.

Duanmu Xiongtu paused what he was doing and looked Duanmu Yuanchen up and down with surprise in his eyes.

What's wrong with this rebellious son today?

Normally, he would run away as soon as he saw me pulling out my belt, but today he actually endured it without even making a sound?

Could it be that he really cultivated some peerless magical skills?

Duanmu Xiongtu felt it was a bit absurd. He knew very well what this rebellious son was like. He couldn't stand any hardship. Even if he really had a secret book, he wouldn't be able to practice anything useful.

"Father!" Duanmu Yuanchen called out in a passionate voice.

Duanmu Xiongtu's hands trembled and he almost threw his belt away.

After a long silence, Duanmu Xiongtu said in a hoarse voice: "Why don't you hide?"

Duanmu Yuanchen was not afraid at all, but just raised his head.

"Father, I have come to understand these days that if you do something wrong, you must accept the punishment. It is useless to avoid it blindly."

"Even if it means getting hurt, it's still not okay. The same goes for encountering difficulties. The best way to overcome fear is to face it!"

"As the saying goes, if the ruler wants his subjects to die, they have to die. Besides, Father, you hit me and scold me for my own good. How can I, your son, have the face to hide anymore?"

Duanmu Xiongtu's face showed the relief of an old father, and his hands holding the belt were shaking.

He has made it, he has made it. This unfilial son can actually say such words.

In the words of Jiang Yuan, the magistrate of Taiping County, this is like poking a frog with a steel pipe. It's really amazing!

"Well, the fact that you thought of this means that the beating you received was not in vain." Duanmu Xiongtu said, stretching out his hands to help Duanmu Yuanchen stand up.

"Father, wait a minute! I did something wrong and I deserve to be punished. I cannot escape punishment." Duanmu Yuanchen spoke quickly.

There was a hint of confusion in Duanmu Xiongtu's eyes.

In just such a short time, how could this unfilial son understand so much?

Something is wrong. It's 11 out of 10 wrong!

Thinking of this, Duanmu Xiongtu stretched out his hands to help Duanmu Yuanchen up, and groped his body with his hands.

When he got the hard thing in his hand, the expression on Duanmu Xiongtu's face froze.

Duanmu Yuanchen was sweating profusely. Before the performance, he had put on soft armor to prevent the young eunuch from accidentally hurting him.

"You traitor!"