"Entertainment Father, are we really going to dig up the Temple of Heaven?"

He didn't say anything, and Cheng Budi said, "Brother Duan doesn't know the specific location of the scabbard. He wants to dig all the underground of the Temple of Heaven, which is absolutely impossible."

"It's right to say nothing, let alone the fact that the Emperor Sword is illusory. It's not necessarily true that it is said to be used to suppress the country's fortune."

Dai Xiaoyue shook her head.

Zhang Desheng didn't say anything, sat back on the chair without saying a word, until a long time ago he heard him wave his hand and signal, "You guys go down first."

"Yes, adoptive father."

As the pace sounded, all four adopted sons retreated, leaving only Zhang Desheng's silent figure.

...

When Ni Canghai slowly walked into the harem garden, what he saw was a jaw-dropping scene.

The current emperor of the Great Chu was running around like a child at this moment, and the laughter of silver bells came from time to time.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, be careful, be careful."

Several female officials shouted while chasing.

And isn’t the little girl running in the front Song Zhaozhao himself?

"Why."

While looking back, the little girl laughing didn't notice the tragic ending of the front. A sudden collision with the figure in front of her was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, she was pulled by the figure to avoid the tragic ending of hitting to the ground.

Who is it?

Song Zhaozhao touched her head in a daze, and when she raised her head, she was immediately frightened and pale.

Ni Canghai looked down at the little girl silently, holding the little girl's tender arm in his right hand. Seeing that the current emperor was scared by him and almost fainted, he let go of his hand.

"Kneel to see Your Majesty."

Ni Canghai said casually, of course it was impossible to really kneel down to see him. He patted the little girl's head as if he said hello: "What is your Majesty doing?"

"I, I..."

Even "I" could not be said, Song Zhaozhao took a few steps back in fear, and the female officials who were catching up with him also saw Ni Canghai at the same time. He was immediately frightened and trembled all over. He thought Ni Canghai was dissatisfied with Song Zhaozhao's running around, so he hurriedly fell to the ground.

Ni Canghai coughed and said habitually: "Get up."

"Sir Xie."

Several female officials were even more respectful to Song Zhaozhao.

"Have you finished your regular classes today?"

"Do, do, finish."

Song Zhaozhao still had a bit of bumpy speech, and she didn't dare to look directly at Ni Canghai.

"Is that so, that's good."

The character of this Da Chu Sheng is really a bit like his junior sister. It is also like this. He stumbles and hides behind him. He is shocked when he sees anything. He always likes to hide in his arms and sleep in his arms at night. When encountering thunder, he will be so scared that he buried his head in his arms. Even his master's wife can't coax him back. He also likes to leave delicious food for him, so that several senior brothers and master's wife are jealous.

"Don't do 'cangmeng' again in the future. It's too dangerous to run around in the palace."

Ni Canghai paused for a while before continuing: "Actually, there are still many things to play with. Come and find a chair."

"Why?"

I thought Ni Canghai was going to blame her, but I didn’t expect that the words I said were unintelligible. What does it mean to find a chair?

However, it doesn't matter if the people present don't understand it, but everyone dares to abide by the orders from Ni Canghai. With the order, someone will naturally find a chair to come.

The next thing was not something that the female officials present and Song Zhaozhao could understand. The fingers of the Canghai transformed into swords, used their energy to move their strength, and pointed to the wind. It was like a thousand-refined weapon, and quickly dismantled the red sandalwood chair.

It was too fast, too fast, almost at a speed that was hard to recognize with the naked eye, a good chair turned into countless wooden grids less than half a palm size after a few strokes. After a rough count, there were at least hundreds of them.

Song Zhaozhao and a female official stood beside him in a daze, not understanding what Ni Canghai was doing. He only felt that every move he made people breathe and pause, making people want to escape from his side.

However, without the order from Ni Canghai, who dares to leave without authorization?

"alright."

Looking at the wooden grid on the ground with satisfaction, Ni Canghai felt that with his current cultivation level, it took a morning to complete the work that would take less than half a quarter of an hour to complete. It was really too convenient.

"Your Majesty, do you know what this is?"

Song Zhaozhao stared at him with a natural look on his face and shook his head vigorously.

"In ancient times, chaos first opened, Hongmeng four parts, the gods in the sky cut off the divine trees, and hundreds of building blocks with divine power turned into a heavenly palace with thousands of beams and pillars..."

While he was talking nonsense, he spliced ​​the wooden lattice on the ground. In a short while, under the staring eyes of Song Zhaozhao and many female officials, a small "Chengtian Palace" appeared vividly in front of everyone.

“This is the ‘building blocks’.”

Ni Canghai lightly completed a "palace" that could almost be called a magical craftsmanship. Thanks to his towering skills, the difference between each building block is basically not even exceeded, and it is perfectly tied together.

It can be seen that the palace that Ni Canghai completed made Song Zhaozhao's eyes lit up. However, because Ni Canghai was standing next to her, she did not dare to do it, so she could only stare at the "building block palace" on the ground.

If you... break the "building building palace" at this time, and then yell at you something, you will probably scare the emperor to cry again.

Today's craftsmen also have the essential skills to carve out palaces, and it is not difficult to carve them on walnuts, but it is unheard of how to play like this building block. It is extremely attractive to children. If you think about it, you will not let the emperor lose his ambitions when you make such things?

"Your Majesty, do you want to give it a try?"

"I, I...can't, can it?"

Song Zhaozhao's eyelashes blinked, and even his fear of Ni Canghai was suppressed by excitement.

"sure."

"Uh-huh."

Song Zhaozhao hesitated for a while, and finally his curiosity about novel building blocks overwhelmed his great fear of Ni Canghai. He slowly stepped forward a few steps and squatted to the ground, unable to hide his excitement in his heart and looked at the building block palace on the ground.

But being excited and curious is one thing. When it was her turn to do it, Song Zhaozhao didn't know how to reach out, so she squatted beside her and looked left and right, hesitating very much.

"Your Majesty, I have been tragic. These building blocks are so exquisite that they can be embedded with deep holes as needed..."

Many female officials were serving next to each other in a daze, watching the current emperor and the powerful minister of the Great Chu squat on the ground without any image, fiddling with countless wooden blocks on the ground. For a moment, their minds were stunned because they couldn't turn around.
Chapter completed!