In the Qiankun Hall of the palace, Emperor Tianwu was holding a file and asking the director of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory who was kneeling in front of him: "Didn't you say a few days ago that the Phoenix Star would come to the world? How is the trend of the stars now?"
The supervisor replied solemnly: "The Phoenix Star has entered the capital, and the star is gradually getting brighter. It is moving steadily in the Phoenix Orbit. If there is no abnormal movement within ten years, it can... take the main position. To catch up with the Wilderness Chronicle, you have to be quick."
The Supervisor's voice faded as he spoke. The new Phoenix Star taking the main position meant that the original Phoenix Star had to give up its position. However, the Phoenix that the new Phoenix Star corresponded to was not the current Tianwu Emperor, but the new Lord.
The new ruler ascended the throne, and the old emperor... passed away.
Emperor Tianwu nodded, "Birth, aging, sickness and death are the cycle of life. I am not afraid of death, I just want to have a few more years to at least pave a smooth road for the child... You can go down."
"Yes." The supervisor bowed and retreated.
Emperor Tianwu put down the file in his hand and murmured to himself: "Ming'er, I don't know if the girl you chose is capable. If the Feng family can harm her, I think she won't be able to accomplish anything great."
Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and Emperor Tianwu waved his hand, and all the palace servants withdrew. When he was the only one left in the Qiankun Hall, a figure flashed and appeared in the hall.
"Your Majesty." The man knelt on one knee and reported: "Prince Feng has entered the Prince Xiang's mansion."
Emperor Tianwu frowned in anger, "You ungrateful bastard! Having Ming'er is not enough, is he really dreaming of letting his eldest daughter ascend to the throne? Humph! I want to see how capable the third child he chose is!"
With another wave of his hand, the secret guard disappeared.
"Someone come!" Emperor Tianwu stood up, "Go to Yuehan Palace!"
This was the thirty-sixth time that Emperor Tianwu had gone to Yuehan Palace in the past year. He remembered every visit clearly, and every time he came back he would draw a line on the pillar of Zhaohe's bedroom.
Along the way, Emperor Tianwu sat in the sedan chair, propped up his head with his hands, and asked the eunuch Zhang Yuan beside him: "Do you think Concubine Yun will see me this time?"
Zhang Yuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and replied, "Your Majesty, it depends on fate!"
Bang!
Emperor Tianwu slapped Zhang Yuan on the head and said, "You are getting bolder and bolder! Can't you just hope for the best for me?"
Zhang Yuan felt wronged: "How can I not hope for the emperor's goodness! I wish the gate of Yuehan Palace would be open to the emperor every day. But you know the temper of Concubine Yun. It has been so many years, has she ever opened the door for you once?"
"What if this is an exception?"
"That's why I said it depends on fate!" Zhang Yuan said while counting on his fingers: "You have already filled seven pillars of the Zhaohe Hall, and now you are filling the eighth. It's already autumn, so I think it will be almost full..."
Bang!
Another slap was given.
Zhang Yuan held his head and said, "Your Majesty, if you beat me silly, there will be no one capable to serve you."
"Then I will call Zhang Guang back!"
"Oh, Your Majesty! If you call my master back, there will be no one to serve His Highness the Ninth Prince."
Tianwu snorted and glared at Zhang Yuan. "Then I'll keep you for a few more days. When I'm too old to attend court one day, I'll see what use you still have."
Zhang Yuan was very smart and quickly expressed his opinion: "No matter where the emperor is, I will follow you."
Tianwu was rarely coaxed into smiling by this servant, but when the sedan chair approached Yuehan Palace, his face darkened again.
"Or I won't go." Tianwu began to hesitate.
Zhang Yuan must have been used to Tianwu's tossing and turning, so he didn't even call for the sedan to stop. He just habitually advised him: "Give it a try, just in case you let him in."
Tianwu nodded, "Then let's give it a try."
But the facts proved that there was no such thing as a sure thing. The gate of Yuehan Palace had been closed for many years. No matter how many times Zhang Yuan went forward to call out, the little palace maid inside only replied with one sentence: "Empress Yun said that she would not see the emperor."
Zhang Yuan had no choice but to step back and spread his hands to the emperor: "Your Majesty, we have one more pillar on the Zhaohe Hall."
Tianwu was not discouraged, and ordered the powerful eunuchs who were carrying the sedan chair: "Go west! Go around to the moon viewing platform."
The powerful eunuch carried the sedan chair towards the Moon-Viewing Platform. There was a small door there. Tianwu remembered that there were several times when there was no one guarding this place. If he could be more careful and not alert the secret guards of Yuehan Palace, he could go in.
He got off the sedan in front of the small gate, dismissed everyone, and went to the door alone. As expected, there was no one guarding the door today. Tianwu was delighted and was about to push the door open, but suddenly a figure in white floated out from inside.
He took a few steps back, his face gloomy.
"Humph! Do you know who you are stopping?"
The figure in white stopped and turned out to be a cold-faced woman, holding a sword in her hand, looking at Emperor Tianwu expressionlessly.
"emperor."
"Since you know I am the emperor, do you still dare to stop me?"
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I only obey the Queen Concubine Yun. If Your Majesty forces his way in, you can only step over my body."
Tianwu was defeated.
It's not that he couldn't force his way in, he was confident that his secret guards were much stronger than those girls in Yuehan Palace. But he also knew that if he broke in, Concubine Yun would not just refuse to see him. He could endure never seeing his beloved again, but he couldn't endure becoming an enemy.
“Forget it.” He waved his hand and sat back in the sedan chair tiredly. “Tell Concubine Yun to take care of herself. If one day she figures it out and wants to see me, even if I am already in the grave, I will definitely get up again for her.” After saying this, the Emperor Tianwu, who had been full of energy, seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. The years had quickly caught up with him, and his old age was evident.
"Your Majesty." Seeing Tianwu was about to leave, the female guard in white called him and then said, "The Queen has something to tell you."
"Oh?" Tianwu's spirits suddenly recovered, he leaned forward and asked anxiously: "What does she want to say to me?"
The woman in white replied, "Her Majesty said that the Ninth Prince has a good eye, but she can only help up to this point."
Tianwu was stunned for a moment, and then said in a daze: "So you are not talking to me." Luo Mo covered his heart again, raised his hand, and the sedan chair turned around. "Go back and tell your queen that as long as she is happy, I will do anything. I will take good care of Ming'er, including that girl."
After he finished speaking, the sedan chair moved forward, and soon left the area of Yuehan Palace.
Zhang Yuan didn't say anything along the way. He knew that what the emperor needed at a time like this was silence, and this silence would last until tomorrow morning court session before things would return to normal.
Half an hour later, Xinlan Palace
Imperial Concubine Bu Baiping was scooping spices into the stove one spoonful at a time. A eunuch beside her was reporting respectfully, "The Emperor went to Yuehan Palace again, and Concubine Yun has not been seen yet."
Bu Baiping shrugged and smiled, "Our emperor just likes those grapes that he can't eat. Concubine Yun knows his temper very well, so she has been holding back from seeing him for so many years."
The eunuch followed suit and said, "Your Majesty has waited for so many years. In my opinion, Concubine Yun will not have many more years of good life left."
"Hmph!" Bu Baiping suddenly groaned and threw the entire box of spices in her hand into the stove. In an instant, the aroma filled the air, choking people to the point of dizziness.
A maid hurried to pick up the incense burner. Bu Baiping walked back to the bedroom and sat down in front of the couch. "Will she have a bad life? It's been more than seven years, and the emperor is still so devoted to her. This harem is almost becoming a cold palace. If Concubine Yun doesn't see him for seven years, he won't enter the harem for seven years. He is keeping Concubine Yun pure!"
This morning, Feng Yuheng got up very early, changed into a neat and close-fitting outfit, put on a pair of soft-soled cloth shoes, and started running around Feng Shengxuan.
Wang Chuan followed her all the way, and asked her curiously as they ran, "Miss, can't you sleep?" He looked up at the sky as he asked, "It's just dawn."
Feng Yuheng told her: "From now on, you have to go out for a run at this time, run five laps around Tongsheng Pavilion, and then do a series of gravity training. I want to quickly train my muscles and bones."
Wangchuan sighed at the huge Tongsheng Pavilion. Five laps! The second young lady is running to death. But thinking about it again, the original intention is good. It is not a bad thing to strengthen the body. The second young lady already knows martial arts. If she can improve her internal strength, she will have more confidence when facing life and death crises in the future.
So she stopped persuading him and just told Feng Yuheng: "From now on, I will practice with you every day."
Feng Yuheng did not refuse, as it was always good to practice more. While running, he thought of Zirui again and could not help asking Wangchuan, "When will Huangquan train Zirui?"
Wangchuan replied: "I got up half an hour earlier than you did."
"Uh..." She was a little worried, "Can Zirui get up?"
"Every day, the Second Young Master takes the initiative to wake up Huang Quan. The one who can't wake up is Huang Quan..."
Well, Feng Yuheng is proud of Zirui's progress.
"What do you mean by gravity training, young lady?" Wang Chuan didn't quite understand the terms Feng Yuheng used.
Feng Yuheng did not give a direct answer to this question. After running one lap, he conjured up two sandbags from nowhere and tied them to his legs. The next four laps were just running with sandbags.
After completing five rounds, she produced two strange ropes from somewhere, tied them to the tree, and pulled them with both hands alternately.
Then, he picked up a large stone from the woods, held it in his hand, and did two hundred lifts with one arm, alternating between his two hands.
Frog jumps, sit-ups, abdominal push-ups...
After a series of strange actions, Wangchuan finally figured out her young lady's training plan.
After a full hour, which is two hours in modern time, Feng Yuheng completed the morning training and told Wang Chuan: "The same training will be done again in the evening, every day. In addition, I only eat boiled eggs for breakfast, and I have to have beef for lunch and dinner, the lean kind, understand?"
Wang Chuan wiped the sweat off her face and nodded, "I will go and tell the kitchen right away." Then she turned to leave, and saw Feng Xiangrong walking towards them with a maid at the gate of the courtyard, "Hey, the Third Miss is here."
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