Chapter 17 Banquet
He left the waterside pavilion in the sunset and headed to the front hall.
From a distance, I heard joyful laughter in the room.
He heard the unprecedented joy in Bai Ningshuang's laughter. After Zou Fang stepped forward and opened the thick felt curtain, he entered the house.
"Yuan'er, you came just in time." Bai Ningshuang sat at the sandalwood round table and waved with a smile: "Come here, come here!"
Chu Zhiyuan sat next to her and glanced at Chu Yi, who was smiling, and Chu Minghou, who was stroking his beard and smiling.
"Mom, someone came to visit?"
"Someone came to the door."
Chu Yi came over and said, "Brother, not only are there people coming to the door, but there are also two groups. One group is from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. They are finally going to start repairing our palace."
"Finally here?" Chu Zhiyuan laughed.
As expected of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he is well-informed, quick in action, and quick to act at the slightest hint of the wind.
There's really no good way to deal with them. It's useless to clean up their bad temper and change their behavior.
He has been suffering from illness for many years, unless he can become the general manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but this person is too trivial and troublesome, so he is afraid to avoid it.
"What a loser! But brother, there is a bigger happy event!" Chu Yi shook his arm.
Bai Ningshuang was beaming with joy: "Yuan'er, have you ever heard of An Guogong?"
"Dong An Guo...Did someone from Duke An Guo's mansion come to visit?"
The four kings and eight princes who founded Dajing, the four kings with different surnames and the eight princes were the meritorious deeds of Dajing in establishing the dynasty. The ancestors all entered the Ancestral Temple, and their portraits are enshrined in Lingyun Pavilion. They are hereditary and irreplaceable titles. The nobles of the same country.
However, Da Jing does not support rich and idle people. Even the princes and princes have to contribute to the court to strive for merit, not to mention the four princes and eight princes.
The Land of the Gentleman was cut down in three generations. The Great Sage has been in existence for more than a thousand years, and the four princes and eight princes have declined. But just like the Qing Palace, no matter how it declines, it is still the palace of the prince and the Duke of the country. The proper standards are still there, and it is not an ordinary powerful person. Achievable.
"Yuan'er, you are already twenty, it's time to get married," Bai Ningshuang smiled happily: "I was worried, but I didn't expect that someone wanted to get married!"
I had been worried before, and even Concubine Rou in the palace had been worried. After all, Prince Qing's palace was a single lineage. If something went wrong accidentally, the incense would be cut off. Having the next generation is truly safe.
I was about to ask for a good marriage shamelessly, but I couldn't find a good girl from a wealthy family, so I looked for a good girl from the common people.
As a result, someone actually came to help Anguo Gongfu make connections.
Anguo Gongfu is already an excellent family.
"Yuan'er, An Guogong and I were good friends when we were young." Chu Minghou stroked his beard and said, "An Guogong has a dignified temperament, acts upright, and has an excellent family tradition. His legitimate daughter cannot be wrong."
"I will go to the palace tomorrow and ask my mother-in-law to help me find out how the legitimate daughter of An Guogong is doing."
Chu Yi hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, you have to find out carefully, but you can't be careless. My eldest brother must marry someone that he wants."
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Father, please wait a little longer."
It's just that word of the winter hunt has spread.
If Xiaobi's victory was a fluke and he was still waiting to see, then his performance during the winter hunting was enough to prove that he was outstanding.
But there is no need to rush into getting married.
With Tianyuan Jue and Diyuan Jue, plus the Jade Lock Golden Pass Jue, my cultivation speed will be extremely fast. Maybe I will become a master in another year and a half.
The crown prince who has stepped into the master realm is not the same weight as the crown prince who has reached the innate realm, and their status is completely different.
At that time, are you worried that there will be no good girls to marry?
Bai Ningshuang waved her hand: "Yuan'er, don't worry about it. Just practice your skills well. Your imperial grandmother and I will consider it carefully."
Chu Minghou said: "Madam, it's better to listen to Yuan'er and don't make a hasty decision yet."
"I know." Bai Ningshuang waved her jade hands.
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When Chu Zhiyuan arrived at the Mingwu Hall, there were already three people on the martial arts training ground in the morning light.
He was not surprised that Chu Zhiting and Chu Zhichuan were there. The two were secretly competing with each other. Neither one was convinced by the other and insisted on competing.
The strange thing is that there is Chu Mingxuan.
"Uncle Eighteen?" Chu Zhiyuan stepped forward with a smile and clasped his fists.
Chu Mingxuan stood solemnly on the Ziyang stake and hummed: "Fourth brother, why are you smiling?"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Is it possible that Uncle Eighteen will step into the innate world soon?"
"That's right." Chu Mingxuan grinned and took away the Ziyang stake: "It's only been a few days... By the way, I went to my place for a drink in the evening and made a jar of good wine!"
Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows.
Chu Mingxuan said: "All the nine and ten old men will go, and the four of us will share a table!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Okay."
It seems that Dong Xie has had a huge impact, his interpersonal relationship has finally broken through, and Chu Mingxuan will take the initiative to include himself in the circle.
Chu Mingxuan's cultivation level is not the highest, and his qualifications are not the best, but he is a prince, one level higher in seniority, and has the highest status among the princes in the entire Mingwu Palace.
He took the initiative to accept himself, which meant that the entire Mingwu Palace princes and princes accepted him.
On this day, he specialized in Qi Cleansing Technique and Dragon Binding Cable.
The route of the Qi Cleansing Technique was so complicated that most people would feel dizzy just looking at it. He practiced it like a fish in water and became proficient in it within an hour.
Then he started practicing the dragon binding rope.
It takes even a quarter of an hour to master the dragon-binding rope.
Then, the Qi Cleansing Technique is combined with the Dragon Binding Cable to purify the inner Qi in the Dantian through the Qi Cleansing Technique, and then bind it into a meridian according to the Dragon Binding Claw technique.
As evening approached, except for the Ren and Du meridians of the twelve main meridians in his body, there was a purified Qi cord lurking in the remaining ten meridians.
A rope made of white gas, as thick as a thumb and half an arm long.
The Qi cord was like substance. In his inner vision, it was a pale white thread floating in the meridians.
The dragon-binding rope has no power in the acquired realm. When it reaches the innate realm, the inner energy turns into true energy and can be released outward. Then it can penetrate into the opponent's meridians and block them.
If you want to dissolve this dragon-binding rope, you need to be at least four levels high to have any hope. It can be said to be an extremely powerful miraculous skill.
In the evening, before leaving the Mingwu Hall, he dispersed the dragon-binding rope.
At the beginning, all the internal Qi in the Dantian can be transformed into a Qi cord. Later, all the internal Qi in the Dantian can be transformed into half a Qi cord.
It is not only the Qi Cleansing Technique that makes the inner Qi purer, but also the Dragon Binding Cable that makes it purer.
He decided to practice for another day to see the effect. If the Dragon Binding Rope and Qi Cleansing Technique could still improve greatly, then he would wait a little longer.
In short, we must break through the three levels in one go.
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What hangs outside the palace of the eighteenth prince is the prince's palace, not the prince's palace.
In terms of specifications, it is not as good as Prince Qing's Mansion, and its location is quite remote. It is not as close as Prince Qing's Mansion to the palace.
The prince's palace was built in chronological order, first closer and then further away. The first tooth is in the former, the palace is closer to the palace, and the second tooth is farther away in the latter.
As soon as Chu Zhiyuan arrived outside the mansion, Chu Mingxuan, who had heard the news, opened the front door and welcomed him in. He turned around the screen wall and quickly came to the front hall. Entering the front hall, they saw Chu Zhiting and Chu Zhichuan huddled under the table in front of the window, reading a secret book and arguing non-stop.
You can tell from their expressions that they are regular customers, and they are not restrained.
Both of them put on their regular clothes, with loose sleeves and relaxed expressions.
Seeing him come in, the two of them put down their secret books and clasped their fists in salute.
"Neither of you can convince the other, so let the fourth child take a look." Chu Mingxuan picked up the secret book and handed it to Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan took it and looked through it.
The secret book is a sword manual with no cover and only seven pictures. On the picture is a villain holding a sword and performing a strange movement. The seven pictures are the seven sword postures.
Chu Zhiyuan simulated it in his mind, unsheathed his sword and started practicing.
The first time the movement is slow, the second time is slightly faster, the third time is faster, and by the seventh time, it is as elegant as a fairy.
Like an immortal dancing on the clouds.
"Good swordsmanship." Chu Zhiyuan withdrew his sword, shook his head and said, "It's a pity that it's incomplete."
"Fourth brother, is it a fast sword or a slow sword?" Chu Zhiting asked.
This was also the focus of argument between him and Chu Zhichuan.
Chu Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "This sword is neither a fast sword nor a slow sword. Three of the swords are slow and four are fast. And it should be transformed into fast and slow. The subtlety lies in the change between fast and slow... …Good swordsmanship!”
His martial arts skills improved rapidly, and his inner vision was clear. He could see the changes inside his body when he performed sword moves, and the changes in the flow of breath in his meridians.
Therefore, as soon as you practice, you will have a clear understanding of swordsmanship.
"Fourth brother, you..." Chu Zhichuan shook his head: "You are so cunning."
Chu Zhiting was also dissatisfied: "Fourth brother doesn't have to fight with each other. It's a fast sword and a fast sword. It doesn't matter."
Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "This swordsmanship uses clumsiness to overcome skill, and turns the complex into simplicity. It should be the swordsmanship of the top swordsmen, right?"
"As expected of you, the Fourth Brother!" Chu Mingxuan chuckled and waved, ordered the two beautiful maids to serve food and wine, and said proudly: "This is the secret sword manual of Baiyun Sword Palace."
Chu Zhiting hurriedly said: "The sword manual of Baiyun Sword Palace? Uncle Eighteen!"
Chu Zhichuan sneered, quite disdainful.
Chu Mingxuan said: "Don't worry, a friend of mine is a disciple of Baiyun Sword Palace, and he gave me the secret book."
Chu Zhiting breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay."
Chu Zhichuan looked at him sideways, extremely dissatisfied with his behavior: "Brother Ninth, we are the heirs, do we need to be so afraid of Baiyun Sword Palace?"
"Tenth brother," Chu Zhiting said: "Baiyun Sword Palace has made outstanding contributions to our great scenery, so naturally we should respect it."
Chu Zhichuan curled his lips.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Is this really the swordsmanship of Baiyun Sword Palace?"
"It is a sword manual collected by Baiyun Sword Palace. How can the swordsmanship of Baiyun Sword Palace be passed down to outsiders?"
"What a pity..." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.
There are no martial arts secrets of the four major sects in the east and west halls. He is extremely curious about the swordsmanship of Baiyun Sword Palace.
While the four of them were talking, a group of beautiful maids in colorful clothes came lightly, carrying the fragrance, their figures were soft and light.
Each maid carried a sandalwood tray, and the delicacies on the tray quickly filled the large round sandalwood table, with all the colors, aromas, and flavors, and a black altar.
"Come on, let's take a seat!"
Chu Mingxuan greeted the three of them to take their seats.
An open sea bowl was placed in front of everyone's table. Chu Mingxuan patted the black altar's sealing mud and filled four sea bowls with gurgling gurgling.
Under the light, the wine looked like amber, swaying slightly and as heavy as oil.
The strange fragrance quickly filled the room.
Not only was the wine rich and sweet, but there was also another strange aroma that made Chu Zhichuan's saliva quickly fill his mouth.
"Drink this bowl first, and welcome the fourth child. Come to my house often to gather, and you will be sure to have good wine and meat!"
"Then I will bother Uncle Eighteen more in the future."
"Come on, drink up!"
The four of them drank it all in one gulp.
It was like a ball of fire entering the stomach, turning into a strange fragrance and filling the internal organs. Suddenly the warm pores opened, and I felt intoxicated.
His inner vision was clear and he realized that this aroma was a strange smell, which penetrated into the bones one after another, and the periosteum visible to the naked eye thickened.
He knew that thickening of the periosteum would lead to greater strength and increased speed.
"Good wine!" He couldn't help but admire: "Uncle Eighteen, this is a good thing. What kind of monster bone is it made from?"
"Haha, the Fourth Brother knows his stuff. This wine is not ordinary. It is the tiger bones of the Six Yang Demon Tiger that have been soaked for five years!"
"Six Yang Demon Tiger?" Chu Zhiting said in surprise: "Is it really the Six Yang Demon Tiger?"
Chu Zhichuan's handsome face showed a look of surprise.
Chu Zhiyuan sighed: "Uncle Eighteen is so generous!"
He knew that the Liuyang Demon Tiger was a demon beast from Feiyan Hunting Ground. It was definitely not comparable to the demon beasts from Xiaochixia Mountain, and contained a richer bloodline of the four secret land demon beasts.
The tiger bones of the Liuyang Demon Tiger must be exchanged for meritorious deeds.
"It's nothing!" Chu Mingxuan waved his hand nonchalantly, then chuckled and said, "I got it from Fifth Brother too."
He then filled four more large bowls and began eating, chatting while eating.
"Uncle Eighteen, can you be crowned king after you step into Xiantian?" Chu Zhiting asked, "That's different."
There is a huge gap between being crowned king and not being crowned king. Not only the size of the mansion, but also the quantity and quality of the palace guards have been greatly improved.
More importantly, salaries have also been greatly improved, and there are even rations of elixirs.
"You can be crowned king after entering Xiantian. Hey, it's coming soon." Chu Mingxuan looked longingly and sighed with emotion: "We were not born in a good time. Like the third brother, fourth brother and fifth brother, we didn't have that at the beginning. According to this rule, one can be crowned a king directly at the age of eighteen, unlike now, one has to enter Xiantian before he can be crowned a king."
I was crowned king a few years late, and I missed out on so many good things. I feel so sad!
"What mission do you want to take on, Uncle Eighteen? To join the Zhenwu Division?"
"I don't want to enter the Zhenwu Division." Chu Mingxuan waved his fat hands and sighed: "The Zhenwu Division, the fourth child is suitable for joining, but I am not."
Chu Zhiting asked: "Aren't my tenth brothers and I suitable for each other?"
"You two, you can go in. Anyway, don't enter the Zhenwu Division if you are not qualified. Those desperadoes don't care whether you are the prince or not. Knowing that you are the prince will kill them even more!"
"I want to join the Zhenwu Division." Chu Zhiting said.
Chu Zhichuan nodded slowly: "Zhenwu Division is the easiest to perform meritorious service."
Chu Mingxuan turned to look at Chu Zhiyuan: "How about you, Fourth Brother, also joining the Zhenwu Division?"
(End of chapter)