At the tender age of eight, he was hastily dragged out and made emperor!

squeak~

The tightly closed palace doors were pushed open, and Chu Ling stepped inside. A pungent smell immediately wafted out, causing Chu Ling to frown. No one had set foot here for several years.

Dust was everywhere.

There are many spider webs.

Li Zhong and his entourage, who followed him into the hall, were all taken aback. No one had expected this ancestral temple, which had been built by order of Emperor Taizu Gao, to be like this.

Even if Emperor Taizong Wen and Emperor Xuanzong Chun never visited this place, it shouldn't be like this as the ancestral temple of the Great Yu Dynasty. This place is dedicated to the ancestors of the Great Yu Dynasty!

'Ha...it really is true that once someone is gone, they're forgotten; no matter how they were in life.'

As Chu Ling entered the hall, his outward expression remained unchanged as he surveyed the scene, but a sigh welled up within him. 'Emperor Taizu Gao was incredibly brave, killing countless people throughout his life, yet what did it matter? He died less than ten years ago.'

Chu Ling stopped and looked around nervously, while Li Zhong and the others were anxious. The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"Let's all go out."

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Ling took off his cloak and calmly said, "Since no one is cleaning and taking care of this temple, then I will clean it myself."

Chu Ling's voice wasn't loud, but it made everyone present tremble.

"We servants deserve to die!"

Li Zhong and the others knelt on the ground. Although the matter had nothing to do with them, if the emperor said such things and this got out, who knew what kind of trouble it would cause.

"go out!!"

Chu Ling coldly said, "Bring me a wooden bucket and a rag."

"Your Majesty~"

"Your Majesty~"

Several voices rang out inside the hall, but Chu Ling ignored them and turned to walk into the hall, which stunned Li Zhong and the others, as they had never encountered such a thing before.

But everyone understood that some people in this imperial garden were likely to disappear!

As Chu Ling approached the memorial tablets, he looked at the dusty, cobweb-covered stench. He could still vaguely make out some words. These tablets were for his great-grandfather… no, they should be for Chu Jialang, whose given name was Yuan, his father, grandfather, and great-grandfather…

It was this Chu family man who founded the Chu dynasty and made the Great Yu a powerful dynasty known to all. In the previous dynasty, this Chu family man was a poor man from a declining family. Although he had achieved fame and fortune, he chose to abandon his studies and join the army. Of course, this was just a nice title. The truth was that this Chu family man could not get into officialdom, so he chose to join the army in order to support himself.

Those people on the memorial tablets probably never imagined that an emperor would emerge from their Chu family lineage while they were alive.

Chu Ling stepped forward and righted a tilted memorial tablet. He had his own ideas about cleaning up the ancestral temple; he didn't want to go back to the Daxing Hall that bothered him.

He also wanted to see what the three men would think and what they would do when they found out about this.

Chu Ling couldn't guess what he was thinking.

But Chu Ling could see through his actions!

"Your Majesty, everything you requested has been brought."

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Li Zhong's voice rang out. Upon hearing it, Chu Ling turned around and walked into the hall. Seeing that Li Zhong and his group had finished tidying up, she prepared to help him clean up.

Chu Ling said, "All of you, step back."

"His Majesty."

Li Zhong and his party's expressions changed slightly, unsure of what to do. Wan Qiu'er, who had been standing by, also looked surprised, as she hadn't expected the new emperor to act this way.

"My words have no effect?"

Chu Ling didn't move, but looked at the crowd in front of him and said.

"We wouldn't dare!"

Li Zhong and the others immediately spoke up. After hesitating for a long time, they all nervously left the main hall. Wan Qiu'er, who had no intention of leaving, hesitated when she saw Chu Ling staring straight at her.

"Close the palace doors for me."

Chu Ling said calmly, "Guard the palace gates well."

"Yes."

Wan Qiu'er thought for a moment, then lowered her head and said.

As Wan Qiu'er left the main hall, the hall door was slowly closed amidst some gasps of surprise, leaving Chu Ling alone inside.

let's start.

Chu Ling stood for a while, looked around, then rolled up his sleeves, took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom, covered his mouth and nose, and picked up a broom to sweep up the spider webs he could see.

Because of his short stature, Chu Ling couldn't reach the spider webs on higher floors, so he had to move a wooden chair over, stand on tiptoe, and sweep the spider webs.

After sweeping away the spider webs on the high places, Chu Ling then swept away the dust on the lower places.

Time always flies when people are free from distractions and do things without any purpose. Under the bright sun, the group of people waiting outside the hall were all restless.

It's been more than an hour.

What's strange to everyone is that the three queens haven't sent anyone over yet, and the new emperor is still cleaning the ancestral temple and hasn't called them in either.

Li Zhong was filled with unease, glancing at the tightly closed temple doors from time to time, and then at Wan Qiu'er. He longed to go in and help the new emperor clean the ancestral temple, but he dared not go in.

He didn't want to incur the new emperor's displeasure because of this.

Others had more ideas.

One common opinion is that the new ruler is really too idle. Even if the ancestral temple is dilapidated, there is no need for him to clean it himself. Why not just let his subordinates do it?

A new ruler should have the duties of a new ruler.

But what can Chu Ling do?

It's worth the effort to clean the ancestral temple.

Inside the ancestral temple.

Chu Ling sat down, looking at the hidden compartment in front of him. He couldn't believe it. He accidentally touched a corner, and the brick in front of him was moved.

Mechanical arts?

Chu Ling stared at the hidden compartment in front of him and saw a wooden box inside. Chu Ling listened carefully to the sounds outside, but there seemed to be nothing unusual.

Chu Ling paused for a moment, not rushing to take out the wooden box, but instead pressed down again, causing the brick that had been moved to close again, fitting perfectly against the wall in front of him.

The sound it made was so quiet that it was impossible for people outside to hear it.

This was Chu Ling's first reaction.

Chu Ling looked at his dirty hands and a bitter smile appeared on his lips. He never expected that cleaning a family temple to clear his mind and pass the time would lead to such a thing.

That's really interesting.

What could be inside the wooden box?

Chu Ling sat on the ground, staring at the perfectly sealed wall, secretly wondering, 'Who could have arranged this? Was it Emperor Taizu? Or the craftsmen who built the ancestral temple?'

Unable to guess correctly, Chu Ling pressed the button again after waiting for a while. The brick was moved again, and the wooden box reappeared in front of Chu Ling's eyes.

Chu Ling didn't reach for it. Instead, he picked up the broom and inserted it into the hidden compartment. Seeing that the compartment didn't react, he breathed a sigh of relief and then pulled the wooden box out.

What could it be?

Chu Ling picked up the wooden box. It was exquisite and unlocked. Chu Ling reached out and opened it, revealing a letter. The words on the envelope made Chu Ling's eyes widen slightly.

This is addressed to the unworthy descendants of the Chu family.

No, I got scolded for this?