Gu Yun still had not hung up his armor and retired, but he was able to live a stable life in the capital. Seldom had there been such a strong sense of belonging to his home, he ordered people to renovate the manor engulfed in wild weeds. After several days, the Marquis' Manor rumored of having ghosts finally began to appear like a residence.

When the garden was being repaired and the house was being renovated, they discovered a lot of old things, so it became a new hobby for the Emperor to follow after Commander Huo to rummage through them.

"Does this belong to the First Princess from that year?" Chang Geng pointed to a square box and asked — to show his respect, he did not touch it at will.

An old lady servant currently cleaning the room looked at it and smiled: "Of course, it was specially made for the little marquis."

She opened it. In the box that looked as if it was made to store pearls and treasures, there was a feather duster.

Chang Geng: "..."

The old woman said: "The Marquis was very mischievous when he was young. He never put any scolding in his heart. If they grounded him in his room to reflect on his actions, he would pick the lock and get out. He also knew how to run to the kitchen to steal food. It would not work if he was beaten lightly. The old Marquis was hot-blooded, always wanting to bring the family laws out to teach the child. Your Majesty also knew how those laws are; the old Marquis was also forceful, how can little children endure them? The Princess was afraid of an accident. Once, she was on the march with the army; she saw a village woman carrying a broom to teach her son, so she came up with such a way to deal with him. "

Chang Geng took out the feather duster, which had beaten Marshal Gu, with his hands. He saw that the inside of the duster was a thin pole that would break if one used too much force, so as not to kill someone. There was a thick layer of ‘feathers’ outside, it was also not a real pheasant feather, but made up of thin bamboo and a kind of thick hair from an unknown animal. If whipped on the body...

Chang Geng grew up in the Marquis' Manor. He appeared more like the real master than its actual master, although the old servant changed the way of addressing him to ‘Your Majesty’, it still did not sound distant. She said happily, "When our Marquis was a child, he truly was troublesome, climbing on the roof and uncovering the tiles. Later, he was afraid of this thing, whatever he did, as long as you brought this out, he would be good for a while."