Chapter 168 Conditions for promotion to the sixth level of martial arts
Is this song "Ode to the Willows" about willows?
It’s you, Mr. Liu, who is being chanted!
If this poem can be included in the history books.
I'm afraid Liu Chengqian...
Thinking of this, everyone looked at Liu Chengqian in unison.
There was a hint of pity in his eyes.
"Well, once the Yuanyang Army becomes proficient in military formations, we'll be ready to start."
There was no doubt in Emperor Jianhong's voice.
Hear what he said.
Everyone looked at each other.
Li Zhen glanced at Liu Chengqian, whose face was ashen.
He sighed inaudibly, his lips moved slightly, but he said nothing more.
Emperor Jianhong stood up slowly: "Get up and go back to the palace."
After speaking, he looked specifically in Zeng Anmin's direction.
Before leaving, I said two words:
"Not bad."
Then he led the people towards the palace.
"Farewell to Your Majesty."
The rest of the people saluted his back.
Zeng Anmin bowed his head to the end.
The wind blows in the hair.
Zeng Anmin raised his head in a daze and looked at the back of Emperor Jianhong leaving amid the crowd.
He slowly straightened his chest.
There was an unknown light shining in his eyes.
……
Xinghua Tower.
People are coming and going and business is booming.
The first restaurant in Beijing.
The last fig leaf of the Liangyou Chamber of Commerce.
Zeng Anmin was sitting in the box, holding a jade cup in his hand.
He took a comfortable sip of wine.
The voice of the storyteller came to my ears:
"Let's talk about Liu Chengqian, the Minister of Industry~"
“Don’t look like an old face in front of everyone~”
"If he vomits words from his mouth, it would be too much for people to dislike seeing dogs~"
"He, he, he..."
"He slandered Tie Gu and Zeng Liangjiang in front of the emperor~"
"Fortunately, Her Royal Highness the Princess has a keen eye~"
"A song "Ode to the Willows" restored the integrity of the Zeng family and his son~"
……
I should say it or not, but this little song is really comfortable to sing.
There really is nothing new in Beijing.
Just a few days after this happened, word spread all over the capital.
Zeng Anmin squinted his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Here, let's do it." Zeng Anmin raised his wine glass with a smile.
Wu Qianfeng, who was sitting in front of him, was a little reserved.
Wu Qianfeng first glanced at the old man singing unexpectedly.
Then he lowered his head and wanted to smile, but he held it back.
"Ahem."
Wu Qianfeng coughed dryly, picked up the cup on the table, clinked it with Zeng Anmin and drank it all in one gulp.
“Good drinker.”
Zeng Anmin gave a thumbs up and praised.
"Master Zeng was so complimentary."
Wu Qianfeng put down his wine glass shyly, then looked up at Zeng Anmin and asked in confusion:
"I wonder why Master Zeng is looking for me?"
He was originally at the military camp, thinking that it was getting late and was going to sleep.
As a result, he was found and said that Master Zeng was looking for him.
Then he rode on horseback to find Xinghua Tower.
This Xinghua Restaurant is the number one restaurant in the capital.
It's very elegant.
Most people simply can't afford it here.
"Haha, I can't look for you if I have nothing to do?"
Zeng Anmin chuckled, raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Qianqian and said:
"Isn't your recent progress in your studies good for the teacher's exam?"
Well.
One sentence for Wu Qianfeng was a mixed blessing.
He was pleased that Zeng Anmin directly raised the teacher-student relationship between the two.
Who is Zeng Anmin?
Who doesn't know who doesn't know in the capital today?
His Majesty's most favored young man.
The iron bone in the mouth of the Prince of the East Palace.
A genius of Confucianism and Taoism!
The book is perfect, the arrow is perfect, the poem is perfect.
He is known as the Three Jue Young Master.
The number one talent in the capital! !
Have talent, know how to be a good person, and have a background.
It can almost be said that today's Zeng Anmin is the best match in the hearts of the girls in the capital who have not yet left the court.
"Master Zeng took the exam and his disciples absolutely respected him."
Wu Qianfeng hesitated for a long time, then raised his head solemnly, using the honorific title in his mouth, and demoted himself to a disciple.
While speaking, he also saluted Zeng Anmin.
"Haha."
Zeng Anmin had no intention of hiding from this gift.
He even accepted it.
For people like Wu Qianfeng, if you deal with him in a gentle way, the results will come too slowly.
If you can suppress such an honest person who respects etiquette and law, he will naturally tell you everything he knows.
"Yeah."
Zeng Anmin nodded lightly, and then slowly looked at Wu Qianfeng's face:
"I have heard for a long time that if you want to master military law, you must first enter martial arts."
"My master knows a lot about martial arts. If you have any questions, please tell me everything!"
As he spoke, Zeng Anmin had even activated the awe-inspiring righteousness cultivated by Confucianism and Taoism in his body.
The calm and confident look on his body made Wu Qianfeng's palms subconsciously sweat.
"I will obey my teacher's orders!"
Wu Qianfeng's expression also became extremely serious.
"Let me ask you, what level of martial arts are you at now?"
Zeng Anmin stretched out his chopsticks and handed the bowl over.
Wu Qianfeng even had a hint of respect on his face as he took Zeng Anmin's bowl and poured him wine.
"This disciple is now at the peak of the fifth level breath gathering realm."
"Well, my teacher has heard a little bit about this."
Zeng Anmin's face showed a look of appreciation:
"I have heard for a long time that climbing a higher level in martial arts is like crossing a high mountain. It is difficult and difficult. If you can reach the fifth level at this age, your talent must be considered outstanding."
Well.
Wu Qianfeng pursed his lips.
But he was relieved immediately.
Master Zeng studied Confucianism and Taoism, so it was normal for him not to have talent in martial arts.
"Well, actually speaking of it, the martial arts person I admire the most is my cousin-in-law from seven years ago."
When Zeng Anmin said this, he glanced at Wu Qianfeng unintentionally.
really.
When Wu Qianfeng heard the words "cousin-in-law," he paused with his hand.
"I was only nine years old when I met my cousin-in-law. Although we didn't meet him often, his handsome and heroic appearance will never be forgotten in my mind."
Zeng Anmin sighed:
"But I never thought...sigh."
Having said this, his eyes flashed with joy and he said:
"Fortunately, my father used all his strength to save my cousin-in-law."
His tone was also filled with joy.
"Click."
Wu Qianfeng's hands were a little out of control.
The jade cup in his hand was crushed to pieces by his thumb and index finger.
"What's wrong?" Zeng Anmin pretended to frown and looked at Wu Qianfeng.
Wu Qianfeng pursed his lips and was lost in thought, seemingly not hearing Zeng Anmin's voice.
"Huh? Why are you so absent-minded?"
Zeng Anmin reminded him a little unhappily.
Wu Qianfeng looked up in a daze, saw Zeng Anmin's displeased gaze, suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly explained:
"This disciple's martial arts realm is not yet stable, and he is a little unable to hold back his strength."
"Really?"
Zeng Anmin's brows suddenly rose, and there was a hint of coldness in his voice:
"Wu Qianfeng, I have been sincere to you as my teacher, and I have not even been stingy about top-secret military training methods. I have taught you all my money, but you openly lied to me about this?"
Wu Qianfeng was stunned and looked at Zeng Anmin blankly.
"The most iconic feature of the fifth-level breath-containing state of martial arts is the ability to control all the strength of the body, so that no matter whether it is fighting or doing things, not a single bit of energy is wasted."
"My mind is shaken and I can't hold back my strength. To tell the truth, how can the state of instability come from?"
Please...you...collect 6...9...books...!
The more Zeng Anmin talked, the colder he became.
He slowly raised his hand and pointed to the door of the box:
"If that's the case, you can go away. Being a teacher is just a mistake. You don't have to treat me as a teacher from now on."
This...
Wu Qianfeng's face turned red.
He looked panicked and wanted to explain, but he opened his mouth but no words came out.
"Master Zeng... I... am not like this..."
Wu Qianfeng has never hated himself so much for being so stupid.
"Alas!"
Wu Qianfeng sighed and lowered his head as if resigned to his fate, with a touch of sadness in his voice:
"Master Zeng...actually, the cousin-in-law you mentioned, the world-famous Uncle Zhongyuan, the number one swordsman in the capital...was my disciple's former senior brother."
Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes slightly.
Fraud came out.
very good.
He pretended to be stunned and looked at Wu Qianfeng with his mouth open.
"What?!"
There was confusion and doubt in his voice.
"Master Zeng, what you just said about Uncle Zhongyuan... is still alive, is it true?!"
Wu Qianfeng's body was shaking a little, and he looked at Zeng Anmin nervously.
"What are you doing to coax you?"
Zeng Anmin frowned and looked at Wu Qianfeng with squinted eyes, a hint of vigilance flashing in his eyes:
"You and my cousin-in-law...really..."
There was still hesitation in his voice.
"Nature is true!"
Wu Qianqian was sweating anxiously. He stretched out his arm and made a "swish" sound, revealing a very eye-catching tattoo.
The tattoo is in the shape of a bat.
"Back then, I studied under my master and had to be taken care of by my senior brother..."
Wu Qianfeng's eyes were extremely sincere. He looked at Zeng Anmin:
"Seven years ago, under the persuasion of my disciple, my master, I went to Jianghu to practice."
"When the war was about to begin, why did you go to Jianghu?"
Zeng Anmin squinted his eyes and stared at Wu Qianfeng.
"Master Zeng didn't know something. If you want to advance from the seventh level of martial arts to the sixth level, you must be able to clearly understand your spiritual consciousness and advance to the sixth level of the cave virtual realm during a life and death crisis."
"The disciple's talent is just above average, and it is difficult for him to make any further progress under the wings of his master and senior brother, so he was given some advice by his master and went to the martial arts world to practice."
So that’s it!
A flash of surprise flashed in Zeng Anmin's eyes.
"No wonder I have recently felt that I am going to break through the seventh level of martial arts, condense my spiritual consciousness, and enter the sixth level, but I am just a little short of it."
"It turns out that if you want to be promoted, you need to understand it at the moment of life and death..."
Zeng Anmin's brows knitted tightly when he thought of this.
"How can I live and die in this capital?"
"No, we must find a way to practice and practice."
"The benefits brought by the golden finger when you are promoted to martial arts are not comparable to those of promotion to Confucianism and Taoism."
……
Wu Qianfeng looked at Zeng Anmin's frown and thought he was wary of him.
So I felt a little sad.
He pursed his lips, his voice filled with confusion and grievance:
"Who would have thought that after my disciple came back from traveling around the world, he would..."
Speaking of this, he clenched his fists tightly, with extreme sadness in his voice:
"Brother has been slandered..."
"Senior brother's martial arts magical power is obviously a magical power from the Zhongyuan family, but it was slandered by King Naqi as a demon blood method..."
Um?
Although Zeng Anmin was thinking in his mind, Erduo was still paying attention to Wu Qianfeng's words.
He finally heard what he was interested in.
Martial arts and supernatural powers? The magical power of Uncle Zhongyuan's family?
Zeng Anmin's heart moved slightly.
I think it was just a pretext used by the Zhongyuan Mansion to hide Emperor Xi's plans from the outside world.
The man in front of him, Wu Qianfeng, was a disciple of Uncle Zhong Yuan and his cousin-in-law's younger brother. If he stayed with him for a long time, his cousin-in-law's physical abnormality would inevitably be exposed. Fortunately, he used the words "martial body and magical power" to change his rhetoric.
After thinking about it, Zeng Anmin nodded solemnly and said:
"Fortunately, thanks to my father's efforts, my cousin-in-law was vindicated in the case that year."
"King Qi also got the retribution he deserved."
Then, he frowned and looked at Wu Qianfeng and asked:
"Since you are my cousin-in-law's junior brother, there are some things that should be said."
"My cousin-in-law was slandered by King Qi. Although King Naqi also paid the price many years later, it was not enough in the eyes of my teacher."
"To slander my cousin-in-law, King Qi alone is not enough."
"King Naqi must still have some followers, but he has been traveling around with my father as a master these years. He is not in the capital, and the information he knows is limited. It is definitely not as much as you who have stayed in the capital."
"So, now you tell me everything you know, and pay homage to my cousin-in-law. The blood of King Qi alone is not enough."
Zeng Anmin became colder and colder as he spoke, and by the end, there was already a hint of coldness in his voice.
Wu Qianfeng burst into tears when he heard that.
He looked at Zeng Anmin with great trembling, and his voice even had a hint of crying:
"Master Zeng really thinks so?"
Zeng Anmin looked at him coldly: "How often have I deceived you?"
Wu Qianfeng is an eight-foot tall man.
In front of Zeng Anmin, big tears instantly poured out of his tear ducts.
His lips were trembling.
He looked at Zeng Namin with rapid breathing.
"Zeng...Master...if you are willing to avenge your senior brother, I, Wu Qianfeng, will be your slaves and maids from now on!!"
……
Zeng Anmin didn't expect to have such an unexpected harvest here.
It can be seen that Wu Qianfeng has deep feelings for his cousin-in-law.
"Yeah."
Zeng Anmin looked at Wu Qianfeng solemnly: "Let me ask you, who were the officials who were good friends with King Qi back then?"
"After the war, apart from King Qi, there are other martial arts masters who have not made breakthroughs for a long time. News of breakthroughs suddenly came, or whose martial arts aura suddenly changed from before..."
Zeng Anmin squinted his eyes and looked at Wu Qianfeng calmly.
Map of the Way of Heaven.
Now all four have appeared.
Only the person from Xihuangtu has not yet appeared.
He must not let go of any suspicious person.
"Yinwu came back from the battle to destroy demons..."
"There are many people who are good friends with King Qi, but there are two disciples who feel very suspicious."
"Who?" A glint flashed in Zeng Anmin's eyes.
"The Imperial City Secretary promoted Ji Qing."
"Ning Guogong Li Jian!"
Wu Qianfeng looked at Xiang Zeng Anmin with burning eyes.
"Ji Qing, Duke Ning?!"
Zeng Anmin's eyes flashed with an extremely terrifying light.
Let’s not talk about Ji Qing’s current situation in the North.
Ning Guogong... is an old rival.
Concubine Xi behind Ren Weizhi is the daughter of Ning Guogong.
The people who secretly collaborated with Eastern religions to create secrets were also from Duke Ningguo’s house...
One after another.
Zeng Anmin was full of interest in the name Li Jian, Duke of Ning.
"How do you know that the two of them are connected with King Qi?"
But Zeng Anmin has never been a person who only considers one dimension.
While listening to Wu Qianfeng's speech.
He will also subconsciously try to figure out the authenticity of the words.
Wu Qianfeng did not notice Zeng Anmin's suspicion. He took a deep breath and said:
"…………"
(End of chapter)