Male God Raiders Male Nervous [Quick Transmigration]

"Greetings to the Third Prince." Chu Musheng lowered his head slightly and cupped his hands, and everyone behind him saluted.

"Excuse me." A faint voice came from inside the carriage, "I don't know why the general blocked my way?"

"Favourability -5, favorability 0."

Chu Musheng withdrew his hand, and wanted to see Xu Yulin very much in his heart, and wanted to confirm whether he was his lover, but knowing that it was useless to confirm, he held his mind, and said in a calm and clear voice, "I wonder if the third prince will be there for the state banquet?"

The people in the carriage didn't speak for a long while, Chu Musheng knew that he was still impatient, but his face was gentle and gentle, without a hint of guilt.

After a long time, the curtain of the carriage was opened by a pair of jade-like hands, and a man came out from the inside. This man had an alluring face, his face was like white jade, his hair was like a millstone, and his figure was slender. His eyebrows and eyes were full of gloom. , which aggravated the hostility around him a lot.

Xu Yulin stood outside the carriage, condescendingly looking down at the people who blocked his way and asked him what to say.

This man has been on the battlefield for a long time, and although he has blood on his body, he has a strong scholarly spirit. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a scholar, Xu Yulin's eyes showed a little inquiry.

"Favourability +5, favorability 5."

When Chu Musheng saw him for the first time, he was slightly startled by his appearance. After recovering, he found that Xu Yulin was standing in front of him, looking at him indifferently. The indifference and gloom in his eyes made Chu Musheng A little strange, but this person is very familiar...

Chu Musheng was uncertain, cupped his hands and said, "Mu Sheng still wants to face the saint, so I won't talk too much with the prince, let's just say goodbye."

Standing on the floor tiles of the imperial palace, Xu Yulin was lonely and indifferent. He watched Chu Musheng leave before he calmly got into the carriage and said in a gloomy voice, "Horse, let's go."

The sound of horseshoes gradually faded away, and when Chu Musheng looked back, the carriage was far away covered by the dust splashed by the horseshoes.

When Chu Musheng turned his head, he heard Liu Mang muttering in a low voice behind him.

"Before I heard from the brothers in the camp that the third prince has a face that is prettier than a woman's. Seeing him today, he really lives up to his reputation."

"It is said that the third prince has caused countless women to break their hearts for him, and their tears have condensed into the moat outside the city gate."

"Don't talk about women, many men also gave up their wealth for the sake of the third prince, but they can only get a few words from him."

Yinzi gestured to the people behind him with his eyes, and waited for them to calm down before looking at the thoughtful man in his eyes.

"The general is thinking about the third prince?" Yinzi stepped forward slightly, and said in a slightly lower voice, looking at Chu Musheng.

Chu Musheng shook his head, but did not speak.

The emperor is a man somewhat similar to Xu Yulin, but the emperor's complexion is pale, and his face is more masculine than Xu Yulin's. He only looks weak after indulgence, which makes Chu Musheng a little disgusted.

Chu Musheng lowered his eyebrows, bowed his hands and said: "My minister, Chu Musheng, sees the emperor, and the emperor is Jin'an."

In this resplendent and resplendent hall, on the middle step is the emperor who stands high above, and below the steps are the ministers of civil and military affairs on both sides, looking speculatively at Chu Musheng standing in the middle and the people around Chu Musheng .

Only then did Emperor Xu Yuchao sit up straight, with one hand propped on the dragon table, "Aiqing fought that Chiyou traitor for several months, it's been hard work."

Chu Musheng shook his head, "It's my duty to fight for the country."

"Aiqing has a heart." Xu Yuchao smiled, with a little sternness in his eyes, "Here, Aiqing has contributed to repelling Chiyou. I don't know what to reward Aiqing. idea?"

As soon as Xu Yuchao said it, all the civil and military officials below exploded.

"Last time the emperor rewarded General Chu with the most beautiful Dushan Jade in the world, and asked Mr. Shen Keou to carve this jade into a jade pendant shaped like a jellyfish. What greater honor can be awarded than this?" An old military general folded his hands, touched an old general next to him, and said.

"Shen Yan, the emperor is wary of General Chu." The old general stroked his beard and narrowed his shrewd eyes to see what Xu Yuchao was thinking.

On the other side of Wen Chen, the old prime minister standing in the first row, with his stomach upright and his hands behind his back, looked indifferent, "Hmph, but a little general, can he turn the world upside down?"

"Prime Minister is wrong. General Chu is Zhaoji's god of war, and he has great prestige." The middle-aged man beside him stroked his beard and smiled.

Chu Musheng frowned, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I don't need rewards, this is what I do."

Xu Yuchao squinted his eyes and looked at him, "Prime Minister, what do you think I should reward the general?"

The prime minister smiled slightly, and immediately continued, "Last time I saw the emperor dancing a sword heroically, and saw that the sword was very sharp and sharp, so I wrote it down. I think the general is a martial artist, so it would be best to give a sword to the hero."

Xu Yuchao nodded, but there was some embarrassment on his face, "The sword is given to the hero, but that sword is a relic of the former emperor..."

Chu Musheng stated again, "Your Majesty, I don't need rewards." His tough attitude made Xu Yuchao very dissatisfied.

"That's all, I will give the sword to the general." Xu Yuchao waved his hand, motioning for his father-in-law to take out the sword.

Chu Musheng frowned, cupped his hands again and said, "Your Majesty, I don't need rewards." His words were extremely tough.

Xu Yuchao's complexion suddenly turned ugly, and he looked at Chu Musheng without speaking.

"Well, you Chu Musheng, the emperor's reward is not only not grateful, but also repeatedly refused, what are you doing!" The prime minister turned angrily, pointed at Chu Musheng and scolded.

Yinzi behind Chu Musheng showed a hint of ferocity on his face, and then returned to his indifferent look, looking at the fierceness in the prime minister's eyes.

Yinzi watched the emperor and his father force Chu Musheng to accept the former emperor's sword. There must be a trick in it, so Yinzi didn't show any signs, and glanced at Xu Yuchao.

Xu Yuchao's eyes were full of impatience and calculation, as if he was very excited.

No, I can't let the general accept the sword of the first emperor, Yinzi raised his head, only to find that the prime minister gave him a cold look, which made his heart go cold in an instant, he forgot that his mother was still in the prime minister's mansion.

Yinzi clenched her fists, lowered her head and remained silent.

Regardless of their calculations, Xu Yuchao waved his father-in-law to bring the sword to Chu Musheng.

"Ai Qing, accept it."

The surrounding area was very quiet, Chu Musheng struggled and cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, this thing is too precious, I'm afraid Chu Musheng can't accept it."

"Bold!" Xu Yuchao slapped the table, stood up, and shouted.

Chu Musheng just lowered his head and said nothing.

Xu Yuchao only felt furious, and felt more and more that Chu Musheng couldn't stay, "Huh, Aiqing will accept it, Yinzi waits for others' rewards to be distributed as usual, and you will leave the court without incident." He waved his sleeves and left hall.

As soon as the emperor left, the hall became a noisy market.

The sword held by the father-in-law probably weighed several kilograms, which made it difficult for him to lift it. He smiled obsequiously, "General, you can accept this sword. Don't disappoint the emperor's good intentions."

Chu Musheng didn't want to embarrass the eunuch, so he took the sword with both hands, without saying a word.

Chu Musheng shook his head and didn't think about what Xu Yuchao meant. The most important thing now is to go home, to Chu's house.

"Go home after you receive your reward." Chu Musheng patted Yin Zidu's shoulder and said to them.

"Yes, General." After Liu Mang and others resigned, Chu Musheng and Yin Zi left the oppressive palace together.

Outside the palace, Chu Musheng bid farewell to Yinzi and brought Chu Yu back to Chu's house.

Chu Musheng's parents had already been waiting outside the door to welcome Chu Musheng's return.

After getting off the horse, Chu Musheng knelt down in front of his parents, "The child is late home, and parents have to wait for a long time." Chu Musheng's eyes were full of water, looking at the kind-hearted Mother, and the father who pretended to be majestic, kowtowed.

Chu Musheng's mother Mu Yunniang also had tears in her eyes on her beautiful and weak face, she quickly supported Chu Musheng, "My son is finally back."

Chu Musheng choked up and nodded.

Chu Musheng's father, Chu Yaohui, coughed and looked at Chu Musheng without speaking.

"Father, the baby is back." Chu Musheng knew what he meant and hurriedly shouted.

Only then did Chu Yaohui nodded in satisfaction, "Let's talk at home."

Chu Musheng nodded, turned around and pulled Chu Yu, supported Mu Yunniang with one hand, and entered the lobby together.

Chu Musheng's house is a mansion admired by the emperor. It has a huge area, pavilions, pavilions, rockeries and pools, and the environment is beautiful and intoxicating.

In the lobby, Chu Yaohui and Mu Yunniang sat at the main seats, looking at Chu Musheng kindly.

Chu Musheng pulled Chu Yu, "Father and mother, this child is a child I picked up outside the battlefield. It is very pitiful to have no father and no mother, so I brought it back. I want to recognize him as my younger brother. I hope my parents will not blame my son for making his own decisions." .”

Mu Yunniang looked at Chu Yu carefully with her beautiful eyes. Seeing Chu Yu's hesitant face, her heart softened, and she waved to Chu Yu, "Son, come here and let me have a look."

Chu Musheng squeezed Chu Yu's hand, "Go."

Mu Yunniang held Chu Yu's hand in hers, and said softly, "How old are you this year?"

Chu Yaohui saw that the two of them had a happy conversation, and believed in his son's eyes, "Mu Sheng, let's go to the study with Dad."

Chu Musheng nodded, he also had the same intention, "Mother, I will leave Chu Yu to you."

When Mu Yunniang learned that Chu Yu's background was pitiful, her heart softened into a puddle long ago, and she wanted to talk to Chu Yu, so she nodded, "You guys go."

Chu Musheng followed Chu Yaohui to the study room, without saying much, he took out the former emperor's sword and presented it to Chu Yaohui, "Father, what does the emperor mean?"

Chu Yaohui took the sword, with nostalgia and memory in his eyes, "This is really the sword that the late emperor always wore."

"Why did the emperor give him to me?"

"Son, the emperor is afraid of you." Chu Yaohui thought for a while, "One day this sword is in your hands may kill you one day."

"This former emperor... I still misjudged the person. Originally, the third prince was the most popular candidate for the crown prince, but in the end, he passed the throne to the emperor." Chu Yaohui shook his head, and returned the sword to Chu Musheng.

Chu Musheng is a smart person, he knows everything, but he is a bit unwilling to believe that he fights for the emperor, but the emperor is afraid of him, fearing that his achievements will overwhelm the master, so he uses this to contain him.

Sighing, the butler's voice came from outside the door, "Master, son, the third prince is here."

Xu Yulin?