I really became a king.

Chapter 57 Prince Duan's Mansion Behind Dragon Gate

Two days later, the aftermath of the Longmen Battle has not yet subsided.

People in the streets and alleys, peddlers, diners in restaurants, etc., were still discussing it with great interest.

A roadside teahouse in Dali Imperial Capital.

"Old shopkeeper, it's been several days, and you're still providing free tea."

"Yeah, that's about it, I'd say."

"..."

Several tea drinkers were shouting there, obviously they had been drinking a lot in the past few days.

"Yes, Dad, it's the fourth day now. If it continues to be free, all the savings accumulated in the past two years will be lost." Dong Baichuan took the opportunity to echo the customer's words.

Dong Chengyang glared at her, as if to reprimand her. Then he thought of something, sighed, and said, "Forget it. Today is the last day."

After saying this, he waved his hand weakly and turned to walk into the inner room.

That day, Prince Yi returned victorious. He was extremely excited, even more excited than on his wedding night. He picked up a bag of his treasured tea and ran to Prince Duan's mansion.

But when he saw the hustle and bustle of traffic and dignitaries in front of the palace, he hesitated. Finally, when no one was paying attention, he quietly placed the package of tea in a corner next to the gatehouse and returned home dejectedly.

He was full of regrets these days. He wanted to go to Longmen Tournament several times before, but finally hesitated and didn't go. Why should he go now? To add icing on the cake? He was not qualified.

"Baichuan, please persuade your father. Prince Duan's Mansion is not something we can afford."

"That's right. Prince Yi will not remember a craftsman."

"That's right, your father sometimes takes himself too seriously."

"Powerful people like them are cold-hearted by nature. How could they remember little people like us..."

"..."

All of a sudden, there was a buzz of chatter in the teahouse. Ever since the old shopkeeper worked as a craftsman in Prince Duan's Palace, he had become much more arrogant. He was also worried about any disturbance in the Palace.

They usually don't say it to each other's face. In fact, this is just wishful thinking. How could Prince Yi remember him...

As Long Baichuan listened to the people talking more and more harshly, he became more and more angry. Although he was not like his father, he was still very grateful to the young prince of Prince Duan's Mansion. His face darkened and he wanted to drive them out.

At this moment, he saw another person coming in from the corner of his eye, and he said:

"Sorry, our store is about to close..."

He stopped talking halfway. The man was wearing a red eunuch's uniform and looked very solemn and dignified. He must be from an important family.

This person's arrival instantly made the entire teahouse quiet.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Dong at home?"

Sir? Those sitting in the teahouse were all from the lower class, who had no idea what these two words meant, and all looked confused.

Dong Chuannong was also stunned, and then he remembered that these were the two words that his father had been thinking about all the time. He immediately asked respectfully, "Is this gentleman looking for my father, Dong Chengyang?"

"That's right. I am Duo Luo, the chief steward of Prince Duan's Palace. I am here to visit Mr. Dong on the orders of the prince."

Prince Duan's Mansion? General Manager? Prince? Dong Chuannong was stunned for a while before he reacted. After all, he had read a lot of books with his father. He quickly responded:
"My father is in the back hall. Please come in, Manager Duo." After saying that, he led Duo Luo into the back hall.

The small teahouse was still silent. Prince Yi actually sent the palace steward to visit in person... The few people who had been talking loudly before looked embarrassed, threw down a few coins, and hurriedly got up and left.

After a few days of welcoming guests, the Prince Duan's Mansion, which had been extremely bustling, had returned to its peaceful state. However, it was not the dead silence of before, but a peaceful and tranquil tranquility.

In the huge palace, the laughter of maids chasing and playing could be heard from time to time, and everyone's face was filled with joy after being reborn from the ashes.

"Oh, you didn't go there, didn't see that scene..."

"I heard from people around me that our prince, with the fourth level of martial arts, overwhelmed the fourth level of immortals. This is the first time that has ever happened!"

Inside the courtyard of Tingtao Pavilion, a young woman dressed in cook's clothes was describing the situation in a vivid and moving voice. A group of maids, big and small, surrounded her. It was Tuo Xiaoliu, the new kitchen steward, who was showing off what he had seen and heard in the Longmen Arena.

That day, she waved her hands and cried out loudly, and finally got her wish and went on stage. On the way back to the palace, her mouth was as sweet as honey, and she praised the second master Jiang Zhongchi whenever she saw him.

The second master, who was still immersed in his own majestic image, was flattered by the praise and asked a question without hesitation. When he heard that the other party was just an ordinary cook, he said that she was undervalued and that with her talent, she was more than qualified to be a kitchen steward.

Tuo Xiaoliu smiled happily and climbed up the pole, almost kneeling down and kowtowed on the spot.

Master Jiang was a little confused. He said he wanted to promote him to the position of kitchen steward? He glanced at Jiang Yi who didn't react and waved his hand: "Do a good job. Master Jiang is optimistic about you!"
Just like that, not long after Tuo Xiaoliu entered Prince Duan's Mansion, he completed a gorgeous triple jump.

"Hey, Sixth Aunt, please continue. What kind of scene is this?" Xiangling, who was also mixed in with the group of maids, urged.

"Oh my God, didn't you see, our prince was so handsome... and there was a fire or something behind him... what was it?" Tuo Xiaoliu was a little confused.

"Fire Soul Martial Prime!" Little Lamb Horns reminded hurriedly, with little stars in his eyes.

"Yes, the Fire Soul Martial Phase. When our prince's Fire Soul Martial Phase appeared, my God, the entire Colosseum almost caught fire. It almost set my clothes on fire."

"Hehe, wouldn't it be better to burn your clothes?" a maid said with a smile.

"You little bastard..." Tuo Xiaoliu scolded with a smile, and secretly glanced at the figure sitting in the sun not far away from the corner of his eye. He didn't see any unhappy expression, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

With his hands on his hips, he continued to show off...

Mo Li sat there quietly, smiling from time to time, and seemed to like this cheerful atmosphere very much.

……

In the backyard of Prince Duan's mansion, a boy of about six or seven was chasing a bird, with two maids following behind him breathlessly.
"Seventh Master, slow down, don't knock your head..."

In another small courtyard, the third brother Jiang Zhongshu and the fifth brother Jiang Zhongren put their heads together and whispered to each other, then let out a creepy laugh and walked out arm in arm.

"Wait, I forgot something." The third brother Jiang Zhongshu slapped his forehead, ran into the room, and came out after a while with a book in his hand.

Lao Wu sighed in his heart: Third brother is so damn dedicated in his acting that he even forgets to bring a book with him when visiting a brothel!

As for the second-in-command Jiang Zhongshu, who stole the limelight on the day of the Longmen Tournament, after returning to the palace that day, he suddenly woke up for some reason and walked out of the hysteria he had constructed for himself.

As if he remembered the sinister gaze of the figure shrouded in black robe, he suddenly wilted like a deflated balloon and locked himself in his room.

He tried hard to recall what he had said. Hey, it turned out that he didn't say much, just a few words. But every word was piercing and made him feel heartbroken. He could also hear the roar from Lao Wu that added fuel to the fire.

My heart instantly went cold. That was the Empress Dowager, the current Empress...

The next morning, Mr. Jiang Er, who had a nightmare all night, ran to Tingtao Pavilion with two big dark circles under his eyes. He followed Jiang Yi wherever he went and never left his side.

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