Ode to the Dragon

"In addition, according to the will of Prince Hua, Chu Feng, the God of the Dragon Spirit army, has made great contributions to the recovery of Xiye in the Western Xia Dynasty. He is granted the title of" young commander ". This is your military uniform and seal."

The official's eyes were envious, and someone around him sent a set of exquisite military uniform and seal.

Chu Feng just holds the flowers to play and looks at her daughter picking a plum blossom in the garden with a smile, indifferent.

In the palace, there are also many people who are watching the scene. They are very excited.

"My God, young master Xiaofeng is also Marshal? What a glory. "

"The Chu family is both handsome. Congratulations."

"Master Xiaofeng is so excellent!"

Many also blinked big eyes, proud and excited waving a small fist: "Dad is a Grand Marshal, dad is great!"

There was laughter in the palace.

Along with the official, there was an 18.9-year-old girl with fair skin and beautiful dress. Her eyebrows were full of pride.

Seeing the excited look of the people under the Chu family, she disdained to sneer: "it's really insightful. The people in the Chu Palace are not so good either. It's far worse than the imperial capital."

"It's just a young marshal who is famous but has no power. In a word, how many does it take to hold my brother's title?"

Her name is Hua Yingying. She is Prince Hua's own sister. She was spoiled since she was a child. She was born into an aristocrat and naturally superior.

In the eyes of these people, the whole world, except the imperial capital, is a small place that can not be on the stage, and it is difficult to become a great tool.

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed and twinkled. Although Hua Yingying's voice was small, he could hear it clearly.

As a "God level" warrior, his senses and hearing are more than ten times better than ordinary people.

The official coughed twice and glanced at Hua Yingying with some dissatisfaction. He seemed to blame her for her troubles:

then he looked at Chu Feng with a smile and said, "Congratulations, Young Marshal Chu. You've been on the stage since you were young. Looking at the 300 years of Donghua history, you're also one of the top Chinese intellectuals!"

"Even your father, the king of Chu, was only at the age of 30 when he became an official and worshipped the great marshal of the army and horses, ranking first among his officials."

"Young commander Chu, take the order."

The official held up a scroll embroidered with golden dragon and thick yellow, with a proud expression.

According to the rules, this is the imperial edict issued by the royal family. All the officials and subjects of Donghua, from the princes and nobles to the common people, must kneel down and kowtow to show respect.

Although the dynasty has been destroyed, the royal family is still there. They still follow this feudal etiquette to show their noble "Royal" identity.

However -

Chu Feng just waved, "put it there, you can go."

Er -

the official was stunned, and his face turned from blue to purple, which was very ugly.

This is not to pay attention to him, the crown prince and the royal family!

Hua Yingying was even more angry on the spot. She pointed to Chu Feng and said, "Hey, what do you mean? My brother has taken such a big risk to open up charges for you, and despite the past grudges, he has rewarded you with the title of "young commander". This is the blessing you have cultivated in your eight lives! "

"If you don't feel grateful, just kowtow to the emperor's graciousness. How do you treat your benefactor? Is this the quality of the king of Chu? "

Hua Yingying horizontal pick nose vertical pick eye, sneer.

She has long seen Chu Feng this guy is not pleasing to the eye, now have a chance of course to teach him, let him understand his position.

Chu Feng just turned his head, light down a sentence: "I beg you to help?"