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Chapter Eighty-Two: Knighthood!


The morning breeze blew slightly, and the crystal clear dew drops slid down the leaves, jumping happily.

The green grass woke up under the soft morning light, and looked even greener under the washing of the rain and dew.

Cao Chong's eyes were a little painful from the dazzling sunlight, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

Naturally, it is a patch of snow-white skin, which is exposed beyond the blanket and exudes an alluring smell in the early morning.

Cao Chong touched his somewhat sore neck and hurriedly helped Dong'er cover his clothes.

He touched Dong'er's small nose with some pity, looked at her frowning brow when she slept, and knew that she was not particularly comfortable.

Fourteen years old, after all, is still too young Cao Chong looked at the plum blossoms under him, and put his worries back to the bottom of his heart.

If there is no heavy bleeding, it is naturally not life-threatening Cao Chong was lightly moved, and hurriedly got out of bed and put on clothes, not wanting to disturb Dong'er's dream.

"Husband" Dong'er said faintly, just about to help Cao Chong change his clothes as before, I don't want to stand up this time, there is a pain in my heart somewhere.

"Husband, Dong'er hurts" Cao Chong hurriedly put the Confucian jacket back on the dressing table, walked up to the collapse, and grabbed Dong'er's jade hand.

"For the first time, it will be like this, Dong'er don't go out today, just concentrate on the house, and I'll call the finch to serve you later."

Dong'er's face was suspicious, my sister was asked for her body this week, why was she still alive the next day, and I couldn't get out of bed if I were replaced "It's true" "Really" Cao Chong kissed Dong'er's forehead, which was considered to soothe her little emotions.

Cao Chong sighed in his heart.

Zhou Ying is different from you, first of all, she is eighteen years old, and all aspects of her body have been developed. is not like Dong'er who doesn't know anything in the room, so even if it is Zhou Ying's first night, Cao Chong has been squeezed to the bottom of nothing, on the other hand, Cao Chong has been trained by Zhou Ying in the past few days, and his ability in some aspects has been fully improved.

It is also natural that Dong'er can't bear it.

Besides, Cao Chong was so provoked by Dong'er last night, where do he still have the heart of pity, he just wants to vent his heart.

In this way, Dong'er can't get out of bed, which is a normal thing When Cao rushed out of the door, he first went to say hello to Mrs.

Huan, and found that Huan Ye had not come back yet, and he was a little puzzled.

Cao Chong has nothing to worry about the safety of this uncle's life, but he is afraid that he will be obsessed with his mind and delusional about immortality, which will be miserable.

After that, Cao Chong went straight to Chongyuan Hall.

Chongyuan Hall is as quiet as ever, except for a few cleaning servants, it is absolutely quiet.

Cao Chong enjoys the feeling here, here, you don't have to pretend to be Cao Chong, you can sit and act recklessly, just like in later generations.

Of course, Cao Chong didn't treat Chongyuan Hall as a small black house, he regarded it as a golden house There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book In the Spring and Autumn Period, Cao Chong has seen almost one-tenth of it In the spring of one year, Teng Hou and Xue Hou came to the court.

In the summer, the guild Zheng Bo came at that time.

On the afternoon of the seventh month of autumn, Gong and Qi Hou and Zheng Bo entered the permit.

There is a month in the tenth day of winter, and the public is a man.

Just as Cao Chong was leisurely looking at the Spring and Autumn Period, Cao Ba ran in in a panic.

"Childe, the angel is coming" angel Cao Chong's heart sank, he naturally would not think that this angel was an angel in Western mythology, a person who could be called an angel.

One is the messenger, similar to the angel of Xu Shu's trip, the authority is the minister of the later generations, and the second is the eunuch, also known as the angel.

"You know what he came from" Cao Ba lowered his head very and said respectfully: "The angel said that this edict is for the prince to accept."

"I" Cao Chong pointed at himself in disbelief.

Why me I dedicated Emperor Liu Xie to the Han Dynasty, it doesn't seem to matter "What else did the angel say?"

Cao Ba shook his head and said no.

Cao Chong lowered his head and pondered, secretly cheering himself up, to say that this Emperor Han Xian had no conflict with himself, so naturally he had no motive to harm himself.

If that's the case, then why don't I go and meet this angel, but he's just a puppet emperor There is nothing to be afraid of "Cao Ba, go and prepare the incense case and the money for the reward" "Huh" Cao Ba lowered his head and hurriedly walked down.

There is a procedure for receiving the emperor's edict, although Emperor Han Xian is already a puppet, but the energy is still not small, and Cao Chong has no need to sweep his face in this regard.

In the lobby of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Cao Ba prepared the incense case early, and the three eunuch-like talents were late.

And on Cao Chong's side, there was a Cao Chong, the so-called wife and concubine mother, but none of them came.

This eunuch is naturally a person who understands the direction of the wind, and he didn't care about Cao Chong's impoliteness, and said to Cao Chong with a smile: "Seventh Prince Cao, take the order."

Before the incense case, Cao Chong was in front, Cao Ba and a maid were behind, and respectfully bowed three times and nine bows to the holy decree.

"White-bodied Cao Chong, welcome Your Majesty's edict" The eunuch at the head naturally didn't dare to put on any score, and his hand quickly unfolded the holy decree and recited it in his slightly sharp voice.

His Majesty the Emperor Shengde, the seventh son of the prime minister, Cao Chong Cao Cangshu has great talent, previously in Xu Tian, a glimpse of his heroic appearance, sure enough, it is a literary master, a generation of prodigies, I am thirsty for talent, and I want to recruit you for literature Literary edge Cao Chong was stunned for a moment, and his straightened up body unconsciously froze.

What the hell is this Emperor Han Xian, literary fate, then my future colleague is not Sima Yi, thinking of being a colleague with such a person, Cao Chong said that the pressure is great However, the angel's edict has not yet been read I inherited the mandate of heaven and did the things of the Son of Heaven, and I knew that Cangshu was talented, so he was named an official doctor Doctor Guan Cao Chong was confused, and suddenly reacted again.

The title system of the Han Dynasty was inherited from the Qin Dynasty and was a twenty-rank lord The first level is called a public scholar, two are made, three hairpins, four are not changed, five doctors, six official doctors, and seven public doctors Seventeen chariot chiefs, eighteen grand marquis, nineteen customs marquis, twenty Che marquis.

Of course, at this time, there is also the title of the king Doctor Guan is a title that is neither high nor low, and it is also suitable for Cao Chong, although Cao Chong is puzzled in his heart why Emperor Han Xian gave himself such a benefit, but since it is a benefit, if he doesn't accept it, he will be too sorry for himself So Cao Chong kowtowed on the ground fiercely at that time "White-bodied Cao Chong, thank Your Majesty for your grace" Cao Chong took the holy decree, put it on the incense table, and bowed to it again, and the ceremony was truly over The angel eunuch stepped forward with a smile on his face, Cao Chong knew what he meant, and hurriedly said to Cao Ba: "Cao Ba is in charge, the angel is also tired, it is better to hand over a piece of cloth."

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Cao Baxin comprehended, took out a pimple-like thing from the cuff, wrapped it in a black cloth and wrapped it thinly, the eunuch took it, weighed it in his hand, and immediately showed a flattering smile.

"Cao Qigongzi, oh no, literary fate, take care" "Angels Go Well" Cao Chong waited for the three eunuchs to finish, and the puzzled look on his face could not be concealed.

This Liu Xie, which pot of medicine is he selling?