Chapter 46
The end of the year is approaching.
The queen has already started gathering her concubines to start preparing.
The duties of concubines are not just to serve the emperor. Their positions are different and the responsibilities they undertake are also different. High-ranking concubines need to assist the queen and host various court banquets and festival ceremonies throughout the year.
Their monthly salary is not that of white-collar workers.
Therefore, under the coordination of the Queen, all concubines and several older and more stable noble ladies were assigned to do the work.
As a result, the number of ladies visiting Qu Duanbian has decreased significantly.
Emperor Chongzhao was busy choosing a foster mother for his son, while also spinning like a top to deal with matters that had piled up until the end of the year.
The ministers also wanted to have a peaceful year-end, so all matters had to be resolved in advance to avoid an unstable year-end.
So he woke up at around 2 a.m. these past few days. Qu Dubian spent a huge amount of money, five days of his life, to buy five martial arts/immortal cultivation novels. Sometimes he stayed up late to read them. When he heard his cheap father getting up to work, he deeply felt that the emperor sometimes lived a life worse than a dog.
At least Dahei is still sleeping at this time.
When Emperor Chongzhao was busy, he had no time to take care of him, and Qu Dubian regained his freedom.
But he learned his lesson this time and put on a thick hat to protect his forehead from the wind. Dahei also stopped running away and instead held his hand and walked leisurely step by step.
Since Lao Deng, for the sake of his reputation, refuses to agree to Concubine Xuan becoming his adoptive mother, don't blame him for causing trouble for him at this juncture.
Qu Dubian sat in the doggy stroller and spread out the paper in his hand. The big black handwriting on it was the daily schedule he set for himself.
"Let's go to the martial arts arena first."
See if there are any martial arts masters who can use internal energy. Wen Xiaochun knows martial arts, but they are all external skills, without internal force, that is, true energy.
If he wants to understand the Qi circulation diagram given by the simulator as soon as possible, he has to find someone to teach him.
In fact, Yi Twelve is very good... but he is a secret guard and he rarely shows up. I finally rescued him last time, and now he is punished for showing up. How uncomfortable it is.
Martial arts arena.
Emperor Chongzhao occasionally came here to practice archery and ride horses to keep his body healthy.
The rest of the time, the princes came here to learn martial arts and practice riding and archery with the masters. Emperor Chongzhao required them to learn some martial arts, so that they would not be helpless in the future if something happened.
Apart from that, the martial arts arena was quite quiet.
The martial arts masters are more or less familiar with each other. When someone retires, his apprentice will take his place. It is an unspoken rule that everyone pays attention to the master-apprentice inheritance.
But some time ago, a stranger suddenly appeared in the martial arts arena and immediately replaced the position of one of the six chief masters.
But he didn't understand the ways of the world at all. Not only did he not invite them to drink and eat meat, and explain his identity to them, he also wore a strange mask and appeared and disappeared every day, with the lower half of his face as white as a ghost.
After so long, none of them knew this person's name.
No one cares if you report it.
How strange and bizarre.
If you challenge someone you don't like, no one can last more than ten moves against him.
And it was very strange, they could feel that the weirdo wanted to kill them many times, but in the end he stopped -
They all privately speculated that this person had learned how to kill people.
After a summary, they don't want to provoke anymore.
So the entire training ground tacitly began to ignore this weirdo, but later they found out that he had a pretty good temper, so ignoring him turned into ostracizing him.
The specific manifestation is that the food sent from the kitchen is always missing meat when it reaches the weirdo.
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On the other side, Qu Dubian was getting closer and closer to the martial arts arena.
At this time, when the simulator reported that B-12 was 299 meters away from him, he didn't care.
"Your Highness, when we get to the martial arts arena, can I follow you and learn from you?"
"Of course."
Wen Xiaochun smiled and said, "To be honest, before entering the palace, when I was secretly learning martial arts, I thought that maybe I could open a martial arts school and be a master in the future."
Qu Watanabe: "It's fine now. Xiaochun can find a few palace maids who are willing to learn martial arts and teach them later."
Wen Xiaochun was stunned for a moment: "But if that's the case, I can't stay by your side all the time."
“It’s best to do what you want to do most.”
Qu Watanabe understood that it was not possible to instill the idea of equality for all people thousands of years later in ancient society. If Xiaochun had a dream to pursue, he could guide her patiently.
He thought about it and changed his words, "Besides, if Xiaochun accepts an apprentice, won't there be more people to protect me?"
Wen Xiaochun slowed down his pace. Ye Xiaoyuan patted his shoulder and said softly, "You can think about what we talked about last night."
They haven't slept well these days because of the little prince's matter.
His Majesty seems to value the little prince, but no one knows what he really thinks. It was originally a good thing for the little prince to choose an adoptive mother, but after the incident with Concubine Chu, no one knows what will happen in the future.
If I don't have some power in my hands, wouldn't it be like these two times, every time I can only watch His Highness suffer?
Especially Wen Xiaochun, who was not able to detect the addictive substance in the egg custard last time. He was annoyed and resentful, both towards himself and Concubine Chu.
After all, he had seen too little.
Now that His Highness is under the care of His Majesty and looked after by Ye Xiaoyuan, Wen Xiaochun feels that apart from his good external martial arts, he has no other strengths and has become dispensable.
Ye Xiaoyuan didn't think it was dispensable. He felt it was a waste of Wen Xiaochun's talent.
He has martial arts skills and was taught by His Highness to recognize common characters, so he can be used wherever he goes.
Last night, the two of them discussed it, and Ye Xiaoyuan suggested, "Last time in the kitchen, you did a favor to the head of the Wu guards. Now the North Gate Inspection and Transportation Office is changing people and is short of manpower. If you want to go, hurry up and find him and he will put you in."
The inspection and transportation department is the most challenging place.
Wen Xiaochun was hesitant.
It was not until the young prince spoke just now that the balance in his heart began to shift.
But if he left, His Highness would have no one skilled in martial arts by his side. What should he do? He was also worried about him leaving.
Putting this matter aside for the time being, Wen Xiaochun followed the puppy cart.
The closer they got to the martial arts arena, the more confused Qu Watanabe felt.
The distance between Yi Twelve and him was getting shorter as he got closer to the martial arts arena. Could it be that Lao Deng's secret guards' headquarters was in the martial arts arena?
He was the only one in the palace who drove a puppy cart, so as soon as Qu Watanabe arrived here, the people in the martial arts arena recognized him.
The chefs were eating with their bare chests. They caught a glimpse of the majestic Dahei from the corner of their eyes. They suddenly choked and kicked their colleague who was showing off his meal.
He quickly greeted, "Greetings, Your Highness. Why are you here?"
Glancing at the bowl in his hand, Qu Dubian said, "You guys eat yours, I'll take a look around."
As expected of a martial artist, he has a very strong body and is so tall. I’m so envious.
He got off the puppy cart, and Dahei consciously crawled out from under the rope and stood beside him.
Qu Watanabe seemed to be strolling around normally, but in fact he was constantly adjusting his direction based on the distance reminder from the simulator.
The chef put down his bowl and followed him: "Your Highness, that's where we usually live. They're all rough guys. It's not good for you to go in."
"How bad?"
"…It's just not good."
"I want to go shopping."
The martial arts masters lived in a small courtyard behind the martial arts arena. There was a small house in the corner. Qu Duan said, "Let's start from here."
[B12 is 7 meters away from the host.]
[B12 is 5 meters away from the host.]
Qu Dubian stopped outside the door, which was not closed but half-open.
After entering, I found that the things inside were very simple. Apart from a few storybooks on the desk, there was not even any sign of human life.
The master chef said, "There's a weird person living in there. He doesn't work properly and I don't know where he is now."
Qu Dubian was melancholy for a while. This was the closest place to Yi Twelve. There was a wall ahead. He didn't know whether he had drunk the milk tea that he gave him last time.
He turned and walked away, looking somewhere else.
Behind the wall.
Under the tree.
Yi Twelve's consciousness has become a little unclear.
There seemed to be something going on at the Secret Guard Headquarters these days, and the people who sent him the antidote were arriving later and later.
Today is later.
Just when he was having difficulty breathing, a bottle of medicine fell from the tree and landed next to Yi Twelve's hand.
He forced his eyes open, picked up the food with shaking hands, and ate it mixed with snow. The antidote gradually took effect, and the drowsiness in his head gradually disappeared.
B12: "Is there something wrong with the Secret Guard Headquarters?"
A voice came from the dark: "Because the secret guards are being moved, it's not because of this incident that they were sent late. The leader said that this is a punishment for you for entering the Purple Palace without permission last time. That is His Majesty's bedroom, and you are no longer a secret guard."
Yi Twelve was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "You are new here. Are you replacing me?"
There was no sound in the darkness.
B12: "Only the new secret guards would say useless things to me."
"..." Xin Yi Twelve spoke coldly: "You are very stupid. The leader said that if the Seventh Prince forgets you, you will still die. And the Seventh Prince has not mentioned you again until now. You don't have much time left."
Yi Twelve said softly, "You can go now. It's not a good thing for the new secret guard to talk too much."
There's no need for you, a fired person, to preach at me.
The new secret guard left quickly.
Yi Twelve stood up by holding on to the tree, and felt his inner strength flowing through his body again, and his lost strength returned. He patted the dirt on his hands and prepared to go to work for the Seventh Prince.
He tilted his head and sniffed the shoulder. Bone wounds heal slowly, and the Seventh Prince had a keen sense of smell, so he wondered if he would be able to smell any traces of blood.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he jumped onto the roof, he heard the familiar commanding voice of the child.
Yi Twelve paused.
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In the martial arts arena, Qu Dubian stood on the table, directing a few half-baked martial arts masters, asking them to demonstrate their internal strength and lightness skills.
“Bang!”
There was a loud bang when the brick was split, and the internal force shook it, and it broke into several pieces.
Qu Watanabe clapped his hands politely: "Wow——"
He always gave them enough emotional value, and they didn't watch it in vain. He used the gold melon seeds he got from Emperor Chongzhao to distribute to them, as a reward for watching the live broadcast in the future.
The martial arts masters showed off their skills more enthusiastically.
When the atmosphere became heated up due to the stimulation of money, Qu Dubian estimated that the time was almost right, and then he blinked his eyes and said with longing: "I want to learn it too! It's Qi, right? Who of you can let the Qi flow through my body and teach me."
Master Wu, who was laughing just now, is no longer laughing.
"That won't do, little prince. It could easily lead to trouble."
"Yes, yes, you can't. If you want to see it, we will show it to you. You can watch it for as long as you want."
Controlling true Qi is not an easy task, let alone those half-baked ones like them. If they are not careful, they will go crazy and explode to death.
Using Qi to move through the body of a little kid, or a prince of great wealth? They would only dare to do so if they were tired of living.
Qu Dubian pinched his little finger and said, "Just a little bit."
"Not even a little bit, young prince, we can't joke about this matter," the chef said in embarrassment, "Two eunuchs, please try to persuade them."
Qu Watanabe sighed.
"Then can you take me flying for a while?"
The master chef said awkwardly: "We can do it ourselves with Qinggong, but it is still quite dangerous to carry you." If he can't go up in one breath, he might fall down.
Qu Dubian looked eagerly and asked, "Is there anyone else who is capable enough to take me flying?"
Wu masters: "Uh..."
You look at me and I look at you.
Their kung fu is quite powerful, and it is enough for them to teach the prince, but to infuse him with true energy and carry people flying is beyond the scope of their job.
Qu Watanabe was extremely disappointed. "Okay, I'll leave first and come back later."
He turned around and almost bumped into a black wall, which also exuded a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.
"!!" Qu Watanabe braked suddenly and stepped back, "Who is it?"
After he stood firm, he looked carefully and saw a young man in black clothes standing there. It was Yi Twelve.
Yi Twelve took a step forward hesitantly. As he moved, plum petals rustled and fell from his cuffs and hem, landing all over the ground. Every step was filled with flowers and fragrance.
Qu Watanabe: “…”
B Twelve: “…”
He hurriedly tightened his cuffs.
After hearing that the Seventh Prince was coming, he knew that today was a good day to meet his new boss, and he tried to leave a good impression. But he was worried that the bloody smell on his body might offend others, so he went to the flower room again and stuffed flower petals into his clothes.
The effect was a bit exaggerated, tight cuffs didn't help, the petals still fell down.
After trying a few times, Yi Twelve gave up completely and walked in front of Qu Watanabe.
"I can take you flying."
Qu Dubian subconsciously reached out and caught the petal that floated down from his body.
The taciturn former secret guard had an extremely cool and stylish appearance.
As all the martial arts masters in the yard were shocked, Yi Shier stood in front of his stunned little boss, lowered his head, and died quietly.
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