Chapter 472: Passing on the Kung Fu
Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly.
The Emperor Sword is so powerful, how can it not affect the owner of the Emperor Sword?
No one has ever told me this question because it is taboo.
No matter whether it was Chu Qingyan or Chu Qingfeng, no matter how close they were to him, they would never say this.
Not even Concubine Rou mentioned it.
Empress Rou Fei may not be aware of this problem.
Of course, it may be that the emperor was not greatly affected.
Concubine Shu looked at him and said: "My lord, you are young now. You must have fun while you are young. Don't rush to take over the Emperor's Sword. Once you take over the Emperor's Sword, life will no longer be interesting."
Concubine Shu shook her head: "There are only government affairs day after day, there are only piles of endless files, and there is only a little time left to practice quickly. There is no time to spare. What's the point of living?"
Chu Zhiyuan asked: "Your Majesty, you think the Emperor has no fun at all, instead of enjoying it?"
"He himself doesn't find it boring," Concubine Shu hummed, "Especially when he is trapped in a situation. You know, I don’t think about myself all day long, It’s just the affairs of the imperial court that make me tired.”
Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly: “I remember what you said.”
It’s not up to me to decide when to take over the Emperor’s Sword. Make the decision, but it’s okay to delay.
It is best to practice the Glazed Sword Sutra until it is strong enough to be able to withstand the influence of the Emperor's Sword.
Concubine Shu gently shook her head: "Being an emperor is actually not as wonderful as imagined. It's better to be a prince... If you are weak in cultivation, being a prince is not that comfortable. But becoming a grand master, a grand master like you, is a prince. It’s the most carefree.”
"Mom, now that I have become a grand master, wouldn't it be a shame not to be in charge of the Emperor's Sword?" Cheng Yifeng said: "I think my father is very happy with it. If I let my father choose again, he will still choose the Emperor's Sword." ”
Concubine Shu looked at him sideways.
Cheng Yifeng said hurriedly: "Anyway, if it were me, I would choose the Emperor Sword."
"You——?" Concubine Shu shook her head: "If you choose, you will definitely regret it. Pain.”
It must be said that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other and are unpredictable.
When I was a child, I wanted him to be qualified to inherit the throne, but now it seems that he has lost this qualification.
Otherwise, with his temperament, if he really wants to become an emperor, he will definitely be a fool.
If you lose the qualification to inherit the throne, at least you will be quiet.
Cheng Miaozhen said: "It's time to eat, don't just talk."
"Your Majesty, let me offer you a drink."
Cheng Yifeng picked up the wine glass, stood up, and said solemnly: "Thank you for your care, Your Majesty. If it weren't for Your Majesty's magnanimity, my little sister would have suffered greatly, and my mother and concubine would not have been so easy. Rescued."
< br>Chu Zhiyuan smiled and picked up the cup: "Your Highness, there is no need to be polite."
"I must thank you." Cheng Yifeng said solemnly: "I am deeply grateful to the prince, let me express my gratitude with a drink. .”
He drank it in one gulp.
Chu Zhiyuan drank it all with a smile.
Cheng Yifeng pulled him to sit down and said with emotion: "Alas..., to be honest with you, I didn't know this news before, and my mother and concubine didn't tell me either. If they hadn't heard it by chance, they would have heard it. I am practicing hard in the cliff, my eldest brother and my son are too incompetent!”
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Even if you know about the important matters in the court, so what? Your Highness can't do anything about it, just like our palace was the same at the beginning."
"It's different. Your Majesty, you are now going to the palace. My appearance has changed, what about me?"
Cheng Yifeng shook his head.
"Brother," Cheng Miaozhen frowned slightly: "Tell me something happy."
Concubine Shu hummed: "Tell me about Miss Xiao."
Cheng Yifeng glared at them: " Mom, little sister, I am following The prince said something that spoke from the bottom of his heart!"
Cheng Miaozhen said: "Miss Xiao is a disciple of Yueyue Palace. My eldest brother likes her and wants to marry her."
Chu Zhiyuan looked at her in surprise. Cheng Yifeng.
Cheng Yifeng said embarrassedly: "I met Miss Xiao on the way here and fell in love at first sight. Unfortunately, Miss Xiao is a disciple of Yaoyue Palace and cannot marry."
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Your Highness, Miss Xiao If you don’t want to marry, you can’t force her.”
Cheng Yi. Feng said: "Can't the disciples of Yao Yue Palace get married?"
"As far as I know, Yao Yue Palace does not have this sect rule, but because of Yao Yue Palace's martial arts, once they get married and lose their virginity, they will learn martial arts. It’s all useless.”
“Is this still the case?”
Chu Zhiyuan said: "If you lose your martial arts, you will age easily. If a woman loses her beauty, her heart will change easily. Therefore, it is not easy to marry a disciple of the Moon Palace. This is a lesson learned through blood." "... In this way, Miss Xiao and I are destined. No more?" Cheng Yifeng asked unwillingly.
Chu Zhiyuan showed sympathy: "Just think of it as a good memory."
Cheng Yifeng showed pain.
When I think about Xiao Qiuya not being able to marry him and become his woman, I feel heartbroken and can't breathe.
Cheng Miaozhen said: "Brother, even if you can't get married, you can still be a confidante."
"I want to marry her back home and stay together."
"Brother wants to be more liberal. Come on, at least she won't marry anyone else."
"...Oh -!" Cheng Yifeng sighed, frustrated and sad.
Chu Zhiyuan couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw his rough face like this.
Chu Zhiyuan looked helpless and helpless.
He really couldn't help.
Cheng Yifeng's sadness went away as quickly as it came, and soon he was talking enthusiastically to Chu Zhiyuan again.
Before the meal was finished, Cheng Yifeng almost wanted to drag Chu Zhiyuan to become his brother.
He soon became drunk and fell asleep on the table.
Chu Zhiyuan could see that he was laughing and joking on the outside, but he was really miserable on the inside.
It seems that he has a deep affection for this Miss Xiao.
Seeing that he was drunk, Chu Zhiyuan stopped staying any longer, clasped his fists and left.
Cheng Miaozhen looked at Cheng Yifeng helplessly, stood up and sent Chu Zhiyuan out.
After taking a few steps out of the front hall and reaching the atrium, Cheng Miaozhen suddenly stopped: "Your Majesty."
Chu Zhiyuan stopped and turned to look at her.
Cheng Miaozhen pursed her red lips lightly: "Come with me."
Chu Zhiyuan looked at her doubtfully.
Cheng Miaozhen said: "Now that my level has improved, I can teach the Yin and Yang Returning Art."
Chu Zhiyuan looked at her in confusion.
Cheng Miaozhen said: "Even if the prince doesn't want to practice, it's good to refer to it."
Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand and said: "This trick is so mysterious that it is not suitable to be taught to others."
"For me, It's just to kill time." Cheng Miaozhen shook his head gently: "I have nothing to do with the prince. The only thing that can be repaid is this Yin Yang Returning Art, which is considered a trivial gesture."
Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "It doesn't have to be like this."
Cheng Miaozhen sighed. Tone: "Because of me, the prince is laughed at."
Chu Zhiyuan said: "You can't sacrifice yourself just because you don't want to make me laugh at the world, right?... In the final analysis, this matter is a dispute between the imperial courts. We are all implicated, but there is nothing we can do. Who made us A member of the royal family."
"..." Cheng Miaozhen's bright eyes burned.
She didn’t expect Chu Zhiyuan to be so open-minded.
Because I have always felt guilty, I have never wanted to see him.
At this time, I feel more and more that I have underestimated him, and I want to repay him more and more.
She suddenly stepped forward and gently tapped Chu Zhiyuan's eyebrows with her slender green fingers.
Chu Zhiyuan could dodge, but he did not dodge and did not feel the danger.
The green onion fingers fall to the center of the eyebrows, which is cool and refreshing.
He couldn't help but close his eyes, attracted by the scene in his mind.
After a cup of tea, Cheng Miaozhen retracted his green fingers and stared at Chu Zhiyuan with bright eyes.
Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes, with a strange light shining in them.
Cheng Miaozhen smiled, indicating that the teaching was successful.
(End of this chapter)