Chapter 168: Conditions for Advancing to the Sixth Rank in Martial Arts
Is this poem “Ode to Willow” about willows?
The poem is about you, Lord Liu!
If this poem could be recorded in history books.
I'm afraid Liu Chenggan...
Thinking of this, everyone's eyes turned to Liu Chenggan at the same time.
There was a hint of pity in his eyes.
"Well, once the Yuanyang Army becomes proficient in the battle formation, we will be ready to march."
There was no room for doubt in Emperor Jianhong's voice.
Hearing what he said.
Everyone looked at each other.
Li Zhen glanced at Liu Chenggan, whose face looked as pale as death.
He sighed imperceptibly, his lips moved slightly, but in the end he said nothing more.
Emperor Jianhong slowly stood up and said, "Let's go back to the palace."
After saying that, he deliberately looked in the direction of Zeng Anmin.
Before leaving, he said two words:
"good."
Then he led his men towards the palace.
"Farewell to Your Majesty."
The rest of the people saluted his back.
Zeng Anmin bowed deeply.
The wind blows my hair.
Zeng Anmin looked up in a daze and watched the back of Emperor Jianhong as he left surrounded by the crowd.
He slowly straightened his chest.
There was an unknown light in his eyes.
…
Xinghua Tower.
People come and go and business is booming.
The best restaurant in Beijing.
The last fig leaf of Liangyou Chamber of Commerce.
Zeng Anmin sat in the box, holding a jade cup in his hand.
He took a sip of wine comfortably.
The storyteller's singing voice came to my ears:
"Speaking of that Minister of Works Liu Chenggan~"
"Don't show off your old face in front of everyone~"
"He spews out words that people dislike and dogs dislike~"
“He, he, he…”
"He slandered the iron-boned Zeng Liangjiang in front of the emperor~"
"Thankfully, Her Royal Highness the Princess has a discerning eye~"
"The poem 'Ode to the Willow' restores the integrity of the Zeng family father and son~"
…
I have to say, this little song is really soothing.
There really isn't anything new in the capital.
This incident happened only a few days ago, and it has spread throughout the capital.
Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Come on, let's drink." Zeng Anmin raised his glass with a smile.
Wu Qianfeng, who was sitting in front of him, was a little reserved.
Wu Qianfeng first looked at the old man who was singing the song in surprise.
Then he lowered his head, with a look of laughter on his face, but he held it back.
"cough."
Wu Qianfeng coughed dryly, picked up the cup on the table, clinked glasses with Zeng Anmin, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Good alcohol tolerance."
Zeng Anmin gave a thumbs up and praised.
"Master Zeng, your praise is unbelievable."
Wu Qianfeng put down his wine glass shyly, then looked up at Zeng Anmin and asked doubtfully:
"I wonder what Master Zeng wants to see me about?"
He was originally in the military camp, thinking that it was getting late and preparing to go to bed.
As a result, someone came to find him and said that Master Zeng was looking for him.
So he rode his horse to the Xinghua Tower.
This Xinghualou is the best restaurant in the capital.
It is quite noble.
Ordinary people simply can't afford to spend money here.
"Hehe, if nothing happens, then I can't look for you?"
Zeng Anmin chuckled, raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Qianfeng and said:
"Wouldn't it be okay for me to check on your recent progress in schoolwork?"
Well.
This sentence was a mixed blessing for Wu Qianfeng.
What made him happy was that Zeng Anmin directly proposed the teacher-student relationship between the two.
Who is Zeng Anmin?
Who in the capital today doesn’t know this?
His Majesty's most beloved young man.
The iron will mentioned by the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace.
A genius of Confucianism and Taoism!
The calligraphy, the arrows and the poetry are all gone.
He is known as the Three Wonders Young Master.
The most talented person in Beijing!!
He has talent, good interpersonal skills, and a good background.
It can almost be said that Zeng Anmin is now the best match in the hearts of unmarried girls in the capital.
"Master Zeng has examined me, and I, your disciple, absolutely respect you."
Wu Qianfeng hesitated for a long time, then raised his head solemnly, used a respectful title, and demoted himself to a disciple.
As he spoke, he also bowed to Zeng Anmin.
"hehe."
Zeng Anmin had no intention of avoiding this gift.
He even accepted it calmly.
For someone like Wu Qianfeng, if you treat him with gentleness, the effect will be too slow.
An honest man who respects etiquette and laws like this, if you can suppress him with your status, he will naturally tell you everything he knows.
"Um."
Zeng Anmin nodded lightly, then slowly looked towards Wu Qianfeng's face:
"I've long heard that to master military law, one must first master the art of martial arts."
"Master, I don't know much about the martial arts. If you have any questions, please tell me everything you want to know!"
As he spoke, Zeng Anmin had even unleashed the righteous spirit cultivated by Confucianism.
The awe-inspiring look on his face made Wu Qianfeng's palms sweat subconsciously.
"I will obey Master's orders!"
Wu Qianfeng's expression also became extremely serious.
"Let me ask you, what is your current martial arts rank?"
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 wine for him.
"My disciple is now at the peak of the fifth-grade Breath Condensation Realm."
"Well, I have heard a little about this."
Zeng Anmin showed a hint of appreciation on his face:
"I've heard for a long time that advancing in martial arts is as difficult as climbing a mountain. Since you've reached the fifth rank at your age, your talent is considered average."
Well.
Wu Qianfeng pursed his lips.
But then I felt relieved.
Master Zeng practiced Confucianism and Taoism, so it was normal that he had no talent for martial arts.
"Well, actually, the martial artist that I admire the most is my cousin's husband from seven years ago."
When Zeng Anmin said this, his eyes glanced at Wu Qianfeng unintentionally.
really.
When Wu Qianfeng heard the three words "cousin-in-law", his hand paused slightly.
"When I first met my cousin's husband, I was only nine years old. Although we didn't meet often, his dashing and heroic demeanor has long been etched in my mind."
Zeng Anmin sighed:
"But I never thought... Alas."
Having said that, his eyes sparkled with relief as he said:
"Fortunately, my father used all his strength to protect my cousin's husband."
His tone was also filled with relief.
“Crack.”
Wu Qianfeng's hands were somewhat out of control.
The jade cup in his hand was crushed between his thumb and index finger.
"What's wrong?"
Zeng Anmin pretended to frown and looked at Wu Qianfeng.
Wu Qianfeng pursed his lips in a daze, as if he didn't hear Zeng Anmin's voice.
"Hmm? Why are you so distracted?"
Zeng Anmin reminded him with some displeasure.
Wu Qianfeng looked up in a daze, and seeing Zeng Anmin's unhappy look, he suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly explained:
"My disciple's martial arts realm is not yet stable, and I am having trouble controlling my strength."
"Yeah?"
Zeng Anmin's brows suddenly raised, and his voice was cold:
"Wu Qianfeng, your master has treated you with sincerity, even sharing his top-secret military training methods with you. Yet you are openly hiding the truth from your master?"
Wu Qianfeng was stunned. He stared at Zeng Anmin blankly.
"The most hallmark of the fifth-grade Breath-Concentrating Realm of martial arts is the ability to restrain all the strength in the body. Whether in battle or at work, not a single bit of energy is wasted."
"My mind is shaken and I can't control my strength, so I just speak the truth. How can I say my realm is unstable?"
Zeng Anmin became colder as he spoke.
He slowly raised his hand and pointed outside the box door:
"If that's the case, you can go now. I'll just consider it a mistake. You don't have to treat me as a teacher anymore."
this……
Wu Qianfeng's face flushed.
He looked terrified and wanted to explain, but when he opened his mouth he couldn't say anything.
"Master Zeng... I... am not like that..."
Wu Qianfeng had never hated himself for being so tongue-tied as he did now.
"well!"
Wu Qianfeng sighed deeply, lowered his head in resignation, and there was a hint of sadness in his voice:
"Master Zeng... Actually, the cousin-in-law you mentioned was the once world-renowned Earl Zhongyuan, the foremost swordsman in the capital... He was my former senior brother."
Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes slightly.
It was tricked 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 the descendant of Lord Zhongyuan... is still alive?!"
Wu Qianfeng's body was trembling a little, and he looked at Zeng Anmin nervously.
"Why should I coax you?"
Zeng Anmin frowned and squinted his eyes as he looked at Wu Qianfeng, a hint of vigilance flashing in his eyes:
"You and my cousin-in-law...really..."
There was hesitation in his voice.
"Of course it's true!"
Wu Qianfeng was so anxious that he was sweating. He stretched out his arm and with a "swish", a very eye-catching tattoo was revealed.
The tattoo was in the shape of a bat.
"Back then, I was learning from my master and was taken care of by my senior brother..."
Wu Qianfeng's eyes were extremely sincere as he looked at Zeng Anmin:
"Seven years ago, under the guidance of my master, I went to the martial arts world to gain experience."
"Why did you go to the Jianghu when the war was imminent?"
Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes and stared at Wu Qianfeng.
"Master Zeng, you don't know that if a seventh-rank martial artist wants to advance to the sixth rank, he must face a life-or-death crisis to gain enlightenment and advance to the sixth-rank Void Realm."
"My talent is only average. Under the guidance of my master and senior brothers, I can hardly make any further progress. Therefore, my master suggested that I go to the martial arts world to gain experience."
So that’s how it is!
A hint of realization flashed across Zeng Anmin's eyes.
"No wonder I've been feeling like I'm on the verge of breaking through to the seventh rank of martial arts, concentrating my spiritual awareness, and entering the sixth rank, but I'm just a little short of it."
"It turns out that if you want to advance, you need to understand it at the moment of life and death..."
When Zeng Anmin thought of this, his brows were tightly locked.
"How can I face life or death in this capital?"
"No, I have to find a way to gain some experience."
"The benefits of the golden finger when advancing in martial arts are not comparable to those of advancing in Confucianism."
…
Wu Qianfeng looked at Zeng Anmin's frown and thought he was being wary of him.
Therefore, I feel a little sad in my heart.
He pursed his lips, his voice filled with confusion and grievance:
"But after returning from my travels, I found..."
Having said this, he clenched his fists tightly, his voice filled with extreme sorrow:
"Senior Brother was slandered..."
"Senior Brother's martial body magical power is clearly the magical power of the Zhongyuan Earl's Mansion, but King Qi slandered it as the magic of demon blood..."
Um?
Although Zeng Anmin was thinking in his heart, he was still paying attention to what Wu Qianfeng said.
He finally heard something that interested him.
Martial arts? The magical powers of the Zhongyuan Marquis's lineage?
Zeng Anmin's heart moved slightly.
I think it was probably the excuse given by the Zhongyuan Marquis’ Mansion to the outside world in order to conceal the Xihuangtu.
The Wu Qianfeng in front of him was a disciple of Lao Zhongyuanbo and a junior fellow of his cousin's husband. After spending a long time with him, the abnormality of his cousin's husband's body would inevitably be exposed. Fortunately, he used the four words "martial body and supernatural power" to change the excuse.
After figuring it out, Zeng Anmin nodded solemnly and said:
"Fortunately, thanks to my father's efforts, my cousin's husband has been cleared of the charges in that case."
"King Qi also got the retribution he deserved."
Then, he frowned and looked at Wu Qianfeng and asked:
"Since you are my cousin's husband's junior apprentice, there are some things that need to be said."
"My cousin's husband was slandered by King Qi. Although King Qi paid the price many years later, it was still not enough in my opinion."
"To slander my cousin's husband, King Qi alone is not enough."
"King Qi certainly has some followers, but I've been traveling around with my father these past few years, and I'm not in the capital. So the information I know is limited, and I certainly don't have as much information as you who have stayed in the capital all this time."
"So, now tell me everything you know. To offer a memorial to my cousin-in-law, the blood of King Qi alone is not enough."
Zeng Anmin's voice became colder and colder as he spoke, and by the end, there was a hint of chill in his voice.
Hearing this, Wu Qianfeng was filled with gratitude.
He looked at Zeng Anmin with great trembling, and there was even a hint of tears in his voice:
"Does Master Zeng really think so?"
Zeng Anmin looked at him coldly: "When has your teacher ever deceived you?"
Wu Qianfeng, an eight-foot tall man.
In front of Zeng Anmin, tears as big as beans instantly flowed out from his tear glands.
His lips kept trembling.
He looked at Zeng Namin with rapid breathing.
"Master Zeng... If you are willing to avenge my senior brother, I, Wu Qianfeng, will be your slave from now on without hesitation!!"
…
Zeng Anmin didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain here.
It can be seen that Wu Qianfeng has deep feelings for his cousin's husband.
"Um."
Zeng Anmin looked at Wu Qianfeng solemnly and said, "Let me ask you, who were the officials who had good relations with King Qi back then?"
"After returning from that war, besides King Qi, was there any other martial arts master who hadn't achieved a breakthrough in a long time and suddenly received news of a breakthrough? Or, was there anyone whose martial arts aura suddenly changed from before..."
Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Qianfeng indifferently.
Diagram of the Way of Heaven.
Now all four have appeared.
The only person who has not appeared yet is the one with the Xihuangtu map.
He must not let go of any suspicious person.
"When Yin Wu came back from the battle against the demon..."
"There are many people who are on good terms with King Qi, but there are two people that the disciples feel are highly suspicious."
"Who?" A gleam of light flashed in Zeng Anmin's eyes.
"The Imperial City Department promoted Ji Qing."
"Duke Ningguo Li Jian!"
Wu Qianfeng looked at Zeng Anmin with burning eyes.
"Ji Qing, Duke of Ning?!"
There was an extremely terrifying gleam in Zeng Anmin's eyes.
Let’s not talk about Ji Qing now in the northern border.
Duke Ningguo... is an old rival.
The Concubine Xi behind Ren Weizhi is the daughter of Duke Ningguo.
The people secretly colluding with the Eastern Sect's spies also have the presence of the Ningguo Mansion...
These are all things.
All of this made Zeng Anmin very interested in the name of Ningguo Duke Li Jian.
"How did you know that the two of them had any connection with King Qi?"
But Zeng Anmin has never been a person who only considers one dimension.
While listening to Wu Qianfeng's speech.
He would also subconsciously try to figure out the truth behind the words.
Wu Qianfeng didn't notice Zeng Anmin's suspicion. He took a deep breath and said:
“…………”
(End of this chapter)
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