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After finishing lunch.

Zhang Feng dismissed everyone.

He rested for a while.

Then took a beautiful early spring afternoon nap.

In the evening, he got out of bed.

Zhang Feng began practicing his Kung Fu in the hall.

Through the force conversion during practice, Zhang Feng felt his body and realized his figure was just right.

Perfectly stuck at the 'not burdening the internal organs' state, reaching the maximum weight value.

Afterward, Zhang Feng looked at his own attributes.

[Physique: 15.3]

[Root Bone: 4.5]

[Martial Arts: 0.2]

Martial Arts was a bit low, but Root Bone was completely over the standard.

In just 5 years, he reached the standard of 4.5, which was 3 times higher than the end of the last infant world.

In the last infant world, the ending was only 1.5.

Also with the blessing of powerful Root Bone, and pulse resonance, Zhang Feng's physique reached an astonishing 15.3 at just over five years old.

'I'm only 5 years old, far from the time of rapid development.'

At the same time, Zhang Feng looked at his 'small' body, feeling that there was still a lot of potential.

Not to mention the subsequent strengthening options.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng couldn't help but look at the previous choices.

The second strengthening at the beginning was [Root Bone + 0.2]

Three [Digestion and Absorption + 20 grams]

After that, the strengthening at the age of one [Physique + 0.4]

Two years old [Absorption and Digestion + 30 grams]

Three years old [Root Bone + 0.2]

Four years old came again for digestion and absorption [+ 30 grams]

Five years old is still it [30 grams]

It seems that after Zhang Feng continuously chose digestion, the probability of it appearing became higher.

And Root Bone also appeared twice.

Zhang Feng guessed that this should be related to the Grandmaster of Fighting at the beginning.

Because of the 'Fighting Start' factor, Root Bone and Digestion often appeared in the following options.

......

In the evening.

Eunuch Zhao came to deliver the meal again.

Except that it wasn't called dinner, but 'snacks'.

Speaking of snacks.

Four dishes and a soup on the small table, every meal had five dishes, and every meal was different.

The Imperial Kitchen completely followed the dishes Zhang Feng liked, and kept changing them like this.

All were delicacies, rich but not greasy.

"Your Highness, Seventh Prince, take your time."

At this moment, Zhang Feng didn't even need to move on the stool, and the palace maids took the initiative to pick up food and put it into Zhang Feng's bowl.

Zhang Feng only needed to eat in silence.

Of course, just opening his mouth was also fine, they would also feed him.

And this dynasty had the custom of sitting on the knees to eat, but generally, their own homes still had tables and stools.

Anyway, whatever was comfortable was the way to go, ancient people were also people, and wouldn't make themselves uncomfortable.

But like the emperor holding banquets, they generally followed the old traditions of the previous dynasties, sitting in rows on their knees, eating with small tables called 'ji'.

Zhang Feng had been in the Lin Dynasty for five years, and understood a lot about ancient etiquette.

And knew that the Lin Dynasty was a change in the timeline 'two hundred years after the Tang Dynasty'.

Many rituals still followed the ancestors.

'I'm six years old this year.'

At this time.

Zhang Feng thought while eating,

'Last time, a female official talked about etiquette, after I turn sixteen, in the future, the "Emperor Father's" birthday, or any state banquets, I will have to attend.

Because at that time I will be considered an adult, and I will have to leave the palace and establish my own residence.

But at those dinners, everyone is looking at each other, very polite.

I guess it will be difficult to eat and drink freely.'

Zhang Feng thought, and finished his meal.

It's just that after finishing dinner tonight, Eunuch Zhao didn't leave immediately.

At this moment, there was only the slight sound of the palace maids tidying up the dishes.

"Be quiet," Eunuch Zhao frowned from time to time, saying a few words to them.

And Zhang Feng saw that Eunuch Zhao hadn't left, but was scolding the palace maids, and couldn't help but ask: "Eunuch Zhao, is there something wrong?"

"Replying to your Highness, Seventh Prince, there are some things." Eunuch Zhao looked at Zhang Feng, but in an instant, his face was full of smiles, "The Empress wants to summon you, and asked you to go to Changxiang Palace after your meal."

"I understand." Zhang Feng nodded, wanting to get off the stool.

"Please be careful!" Eunuch Zhao was quick-witted and quick-handed, and quickly helped Zhang Feng off the stool.

"Seventh Prince, it's cold." Inside the hall door, there was also a palace maid holding a brocade coat, wanting to add clothes for Zhang Feng.

Before Zhang Feng was eating, she had been holding the clothes at the door, just waiting to say the words 'add clothes' at this time.

"Mm." Zhang Feng reached out while walking.

Her hands skillfully put the clothes on Zhang Feng's body, and did not touch Zhang Feng's face and neck.

She didn't have any martial arts skills, it was just pure skill.

"Thank you." Zhang Feng habitually thanked, it had always been like this.

"Your Highness, Seventh Prince, you are killing this servant..." The palace maid who put on the clothes also bowed respectfully in fear, and did not dare to raise her head while bowing, until Zhang Feng and Eunuch Zhao went away, she slowly straightened her body and helped her sisters to tidy up the dishes.

This scene had been going on for several years.

Every time Zhang Feng thanked her, she bowed for a long time.

She was used to it.

Zhang Feng was also used to it.

It's just that when she first faced the Seventh Prince's thanks, she was terrified, but now she was superficially terrified, but secretly sweet in her heart.

......

Changxiang Palace, outside the main hall.

With the support of Eunuch Zhao, Zhang Feng came to the steps below the hall.

Above was the 'Changxiang Main Hall'.

"Your Highness, Seventh Prince, this servant will take his leave first." Eunuch Zhao said very quietly.

He didn't have the Empress's summons, just simply called for someone.

So he was not qualified to enter the 'Phoenix Palace' to see the Empress.

At the same time, Eunuch Zhao also looked up at the palace maids in front of the hall.

The palace maids understood and prepared to come down the steps to continue to help the Seventh Prince up the steps into the hall.

"Eunuch Zhao."

It's just that Zhang Feng saw that Eunuch Zhao was about to leave, but stopped him first.

The palace maids who were preparing to come also retreated to their original positions with great tact.

"I forgot to ask on the way." Zhang Feng looked at Eunuch Zhao, "What does the Empress want me for?"

"This..." Eunuch Zhao didn't know either, but he also helped Zhang Feng to come up with a plan: "This servant thinks that it should be about the matter of the Imperial Academy tomorrow."

While he guessed, he bent down and said in a lower voice:

"Think about it, you said 'I don't want to go' when you had your lunch."

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"Among the palace maids who served you lunch, there was an old woman from the Empress's side."

"The Empress is meticulous and cares about you, so she must have asked her and then learned that you didn't want to go to the academy."

"So, I guess the Empress summoned you today probably to persuade you."

"Okay."

Zhang Feng patted his shoulder like a little adult, completely ignoring the eunuch's possible uncleanliness.

Because some eunuchs might become incontinent after castration.

But Zhang Feng only knew that Eunuch Zhao would tell him any little secrets.

Besides, Eunuch Zhao was very clean.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to become the second most important eunuch in the palace just because of the unpleasant odor.

After all, there were so many eunuchs in the palace, and the Emperor could choose clean eunuchs to serve him.

"Eunuch Zhao, go and be busy."

Zhang Feng said very seriously, "You didn't say anything today."

'This little kid sometimes talks like an adult.' Eunuch Zhao felt amused in his heart, but quickly lowered his body further and bowed, "Little master, then I'll take my leave first."

When Eunuch Zhao bent down and raised his body, there was still a faint scent of sandalwood.

"Yes."

Zhang Feng nodded, "There is some sandalwood in my palace, take it to fumigate your body."

"Thank you, master!"

Eunuch Zhao's smile grew even wider, and he walked away bowing to Zhang Feng.

In order to prevent him from walking with his body bent all the time, Zhang Feng immediately stopped looking at him and turned to look at the stage.

Zhang Feng turned around, and Eunuch Zhao gave one last salute before straightening up and walking away.

"Greetings, Seventh Prince."

The palace maids above the steps also bowed.

Zhang Feng stretched out his hands, and with the help of several palace maids, he stepped up the stairs.

Although he could easily go up by himself, he should do as the Romans do.

Experiencing different identities is also a kind of sensory cultivation.

Arriving in front of the hall.

All the palace maids retreated.

A palace maid in her forties continued to take Zhang Feng's hand and lead him into the hall.

Zhang Feng knew her; her official rank was Zheng Er Pin, in charge of all the palace maids in the harem, and she also held the Phoenix Seal on behalf of the Empress.

She was considered the position of a 'Palace Order Female Official'.

In fact, there was no distinction between 'Palace Order' and 'Imperial Order' here, but continued the tradition of the Sui Dynasty, dividing into Six Bureaus and Six Departments, which were further subdivided into specific positions and personnel naming.

Anyway, it was very complicated, and Zhang Feng was focused on practicing martial arts, so he had no time to learn about the palace intrigues among the palace maids.

He simply called her 'Palace Order'.

And knew that she was the Empress's favorite, the second most important person among the palace maids.

She could be said to be very influential in the harem, and even some concubines did not dare to easily offend this Palace Order.

"Your Highness."

At this moment, she was carefully leading Zhang Feng over the threshold of the hall, "Slowly, slowly."

When they arrived in the spacious and magnificent hall, she let go of Zhang Feng's hand, and then reported to the beautiful figure behind the curtain in front:

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince has arrived."

"Withdraw."

A pleasant but dignified voice came from behind the curtain.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Then, the influential Palace Order, along with the little palace maids in the hall, retreated.

They went down and stood on the lower steps outside the hall.

With a rustle, the jade curtain was lifted, and a woman in her thirties walked out of the curtain with a smile, came to the hall, and took Zhang Feng's chubby little hand and said, "Feng'er, your mother wants to ask you something."

As she spoke, she led Zhang Feng to sit down next to a tea table.

Zhang Feng sat down on the stool and looked at his mother in this life.

According to modern people's perspective, her temperament and beauty should be around 70 points.

But perhaps because of the physiological blood relationship, Zhang Feng felt that the Empress could not be replaced by points, but the word 'perfect' could slightly describe her.

"Mother, please speak."

Zhang Feng poured tea for the Empress very obediently, "Your son is listening."

The etiquette of the princes was cultivated from childhood, and it was not surprising that they could brew tea.

"Don't burn yourself."

The Empress pressed Zhang Feng's hand down, then touched Zhang Feng's chubby little face and said, "I heard from Xiao Yu that you don't want to go to the academy?"

"Yes."

Zhang Feng nodded and found a random reason, "I'm afraid others will laugh at me for being too fat."

"Who dares?"

The Empress frowned, and there were shallow wrinkles left by the years at the corners of her eyes, "Who dares to make fun of this palace's Feng'er? This palace will have his tongue pulled out!"

Speaking of this, the Empress was afraid that her frightening tone would scare Zhang Feng, so she gently and softly persuaded:

"Feng'er, your imperial brothers have all gone to study, you can't not go.

Look, the Prime Minister and the Minister of Rites in the palace, and the great scholars Wang and Zhou, their knowledge is very high, and they are admired by the people of the world.

Look again…"

The Empress persuaded earnestly, and gave many examples, and they were all different.

The Empress was the daughter of the former Prime Minister, knowledgeable and reasonable, and well-read in classics and the handscrolls of former scholars.

When she talked about principles, she couldn't stop for an hour, and most of them quoted famous sayings of predecessors, all of which were traceable.

Zhang Feng listened for a while, but didn't hear anything, instead, he picked up the teacup and toasted the Empress, "Mother, please taste the tea."

"Feng'er has figured it out?"

The Empress looked at Zhang Feng happily, thinking that Zhang Feng had been persuaded by her.

Zhang Feng didn't know what his mother had just said, but he nodded and said, "Your son will go."

"My Feng'er still knows the great principles!"

The Empress was even happier.

Seeing the Empress's smiling face, Zhang Feng suddenly felt that it would be good if his mother was happy.

Isn't it just going to school?

Isn't sleeping the same wherever you sleep? Just treat it as changing places to eat and sleep.

… …

At the same time.

A hundred meters outside the hall.

Several eunuchs and dozens of imperial guards led the way.

The Emperor was walking towards Changxiang Hall with dragon-like steps and tiger-like strides.