The system takes the poor cub to find his father

"Why would His Majesty allow people from the Wu Clan to follow the young prince? I cannot understand." Du Jun shook the folding fan in his hand, his brows furrowed, his eyes fixed on Ming Jiang who was sparring with Wu Yue on the training ground.

His tone was inexplicable.

"Although the young prince has a natural restraining effect on the witch clan's abilities, what if they have ill intentions and secretly instigate the relationship between Your Majesty and the young prince? Fathers and sons have become alienated and turned their swords against each other. This kind of situation has happened in history before."

The brothers Wu Ze and Wu Yue, one is both intelligent and resourceful, while the other, although young and hot-tempered, is indeed gifted in martial arts.

However, no matter how outstanding they are, it cannot change the fact that they are the remnants of the witch clan.

Du Jun clearly remembered how many times His Majesty had to deal with the pursuit and assassination attempts from the Wu Clan after he seized the kingdom from them. His sword had even been blunted by killing those Wu Clan members who had surrendered one after another.

Now tell him that the direct descendant of the Wu clan actually came to pledge allegiance to their young prince of Dayu. This is simply like a plot in a short opera, even more absurd.

"Yueyue, be careful! I won't let you go again!" Ming Jiang looked at Wu Yue, who was half a head taller than him, with sparkling eyes. He pursed his lips tightly and rushed towards Wu Yue with the wooden sword in his hand. Although his movements were immature, he already had some rudiments of swordsmanship.

Bai Lian had nothing to do today, so he taught Ming Jiang some sword skills to prevent this little guy from acting rashly using his spiritual power when encountering problems.

As the only spiritual beast between heaven and earth, the little cub's spiritual power is full of vitality. However, the spiritual energy in the society is thin now. Although Qiang Jishan has slowly recovered after returning to Ming Jiang, and will give back some spiritual power to the little cub, it is hard to come by after all.

Besides, there is no trouble in this world that requires the little cub to use spiritual power to solve it.

Therefore, in addition to spiritual power, the young cubs should learn some self-defense methods in the context of this era.

Of course, Ming Yunqi could also teach these, but he was busy with government affairs and had gone to court.

Therefore, the task of teaching them swordsmanship fell on Bai Lian. After all, he was a cold-faced sword master in the world of immortals, so how could the mere swordsmanship be difficult for him?

When Bai Lian was teaching Ming Jiang, Wu Ze and Wu Yue were watching eagerly beside him. Especially Wu Yue, her eyes seemed to be filled with little stars, and the envy in her eyes could not be ignored.

Ming Jiang accidentally glanced at him, and it happened that he also needed an opponent to spar with, so he asked Uncle Yingzi to teach them together.

The two children studied very hard and had a strong understanding. Plus, their master was also very capable. Soon, under Bai Lian's guidance, the two of them were fighting back and forth, and they could even see the feeling of swords and sabers from the collision of wooden swords.

For a moment, the guards watching around were stunned. They seemed to have never seen these sword moves and techniques before. They looked so powerful.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, can you hear me?" Du Jun talked for a long time, and when he saw the person next to him looking at the training ground without saying a word, he became very angry.

He closed the fan and hit the man next to him, but was easily blocked by the man. The silver hair fluttered up and fell on Du Jun's hand. His wrist hurt, and Du Jun immediately withdrew his hand. At the same time, the light fan fell straight down. Just when it was about to hit the ground, an inexplicable force made the fan rise again and returned to Fu Ling's hand.

"I advise you not to worry too much and just let things take their own course," Fu Ling said expressionlessly. He threw the fan back into Du Jun's arms and turned to leave.

Just as he took a step forward, he suddenly heard Du Jun's puzzling question from behind him:

"Master, do you believe in past lives and present lives?"

Fu Ling paused, and recalled that not long ago, the eunuch Li Defu who was beside the emperor had asked him the same question. How did he answer that time?

"Whether you believe it or not is entirely up to you." After saying that, Fu Ling walked away.

Du Jun tightly grasped the folding fan in his hand. Ever since he came back from Qingzhou City, his mind would occasionally flash with scenes that did not exist in his memory, but seemed as if he had experienced them personally.

The world in the dream developed differently from this world. The key dividing point was the day when His Majesty was poisoned and fell into a coma. After His Majesty fell into a coma in the dream, the Dayu Dynasty fell into a huge crisis. He was also panicked at that moment.

In the end, in order to stabilize the situation in Dayu, he killed many people and competed with Li Defu.

But a country cannot be without a king for a day, let alone for ten years. In the end, he committed suicide the moment the city wall was breached.

He could relate to the sorrow there. He believed that since God had given him the memory of his past life, he would never let the incident of the Great Yu Capital being breached happen again.

The most important thing is that in this life, their Majesty is still fine.

Du Jun looked at Wu Ze, who was smiling amiably and wiping Wu Yue's sweat, and vowed in his heart:

In this life, he will definitely keep a close eye on this guy. He has not forgotten that if this guy didn't exist in his previous life, there wouldn't be so many things happening in Dayu. He will keep a close eye on Wu Ze and make sure that Wu Ze doesn't think of doing evil under his nose in this life.

Du Jun's thoughts gradually returned to reality. He took a deep breath and looked determined.

He knew that he had a heavier responsibility in this life.

He not only has to protect His Majesty and the little prince, but also has to ensure the stability of Dayu's kingdom.

No matter how the people of the Wu Clan behave, he will not let his guard down.