Chapter 407 The Second Prince
Of course, the side effects of reading a wide variety of books are also very obvious.
"Mr. Yuan, last time you told me that after you returned to the capital you would give me a set of hidden blades. Could you make them like the ones in the book, which are so deadly that they can kill instantly and there is no cure?"
"How great is your enemy that you can go home carrying such a weapon?"
Yuan Hongqu couldn't help but rub her forehead.
"Tenth Prince, you live in the palace. Even if you don't have the same rule as others that you can't bring sharp weapons into the palace, are you afraid of living too long by bringing poison that kills instantly?"
"Oh, then I won't bring it. I'll talk about it after I establish my own residence. But speaking of deadly poisons, Mr. Yuan, can you really make one?"
His focus was always quite peculiar, making Yuan Hongqu almost think that after those two lifted the spell that made him cry incessantly, they had cast a new spell on him.
However, after she inquired with the Empress, she learned that it seemed the Tenth Prince had always had this kind of temperament.
It's quite rare to find a prince with such a chuunibyou (delusional) personality in the royal family.
"I can't make it," Yuan Hongqu said irritably.
"That's right, everything you make is edible. Wasn't the snow skin mooncake that Princess Lin took last time made by you? She was reluctant to give it to me. Princess Lin is good in every way, but she's a bit stingy." The Tenth Prince openly complained.
"How dare you compete with a little girl for snacks, and then come to complain when you can't win? How can you be so shameless?" Yuan Hongqu glared at him. He even complained about Daiyu in front of her, without even considering that Daiyu was her darling, someone she usually doted on, and yet he dared to complain to her.
“Princess Lin is good in every way, that’s right. As for being stingy, I’m afraid it’s just your petty mind at work.”
She couldn't tolerate anyone saying a bad word about Daiyu.
Yuan Hongqu made a decision: she had to make the Tenth Prince "have an attack" today, no matter what.
"Your Highness, didn't you ask about the Whirlwind Blade Technique in the book a couple of days ago? Today you have a chance to see it for yourself. Would you like to give it a try?"
"How do we test it?" The Tenth Prince asked with great interest, completely unaware of what he would be facing later.
"These are it. You need to cut them into chunks first, then slices, and finally mince them into...granules." She almost let it slip, but thankfully the Tenth Prince didn't notice. Yuan Hongqu continued her charade.
"This will make your swordsmanship faster and faster, until it becomes as fast as a whirlwind. As long as you can maintain that speed, you'll master the swordsmanship."
Yuan Hongqu had a bowl of onions brought out from the cabin; the outer red skin had already been peeled off.
The Tenth Prince excitedly grabbed a long knife, ready to chop onions, but Yuan Hongqu stopped him and handed him a short knife, about a foot long and two inches wide.
"Practice with small swords first, and then practice with large swords after you've mastered them."
The Tenth Prince, unsuspecting, took a small kitchen knife and sharpened it, ready to strike the onion.
At first, Yuan Hongqu gave some instructions on how to hold the knife and the direction and force of the cut. But when the Tenth Prince cut the third one, she was called away by Xiangtao, who was waiting on the side.
"Mr. Yuan, why did you let the Tenth Prince chop onions for fun? They were for making dumplings for the people on the ship at noon. The people in the imperial kitchen were looking for them everywhere just now."
"I just made him wash his hands, make sure they're clean. Once he's finished chopping, have someone take them away and use them to make filling." Yuan Hongqu gazed at the Tenth Prince, who was still struggling to chop onions on the deck. His eyes had started blinking, very abnormally, probably from the fumes from the onions.
"one two three......"
In less than three breaths, the Tenth Prince's tears flowed down his cheeks.
He then, to make matters worse, wiped his hands with his sleeve, unaware that his hands and sleeve were already stained with onion juice. This only made his tears flow even more profusely.
The Tenth Prince was surprised. He felt that this time, the inexplicable tears seemed different from before. Just as he was about to ask Yuan Hongqu what was wrong, he looked around and found that there was no one there. He vaguely heard Yuan Hongqu being called away.
Oh well, it's just tears, he's used to it!
Think about which master in the book had some extraordinary encounters. Didn't they experience all sorts of unbelievable things while practicing martial arts? Before becoming a master, it was normal for martial arts masters to bleed and sweat. He only shed some tears, which is nothing!
The Tenth Prince even wondered if the reason he inexplicably shed tears during that period was because some meridian had been opened, which was why such things happened.
It's remarkable that he managed to endure it, half-closing his eyes and ignoring the tears streaming down his face, while still chopping onions relentlessly.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
As Daiyu came up from the cabin, she saw the Tenth Prince on the opposite stern, chopping and slicing a pile of onions with great gusto. It was quite comical. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of antics this silly prince was up to today, playing with onions.
Is it because she feels like something's missing in her life now that she's stopped crying?
"I'm practicing martial arts. Once I chop all of these into pieces, I'll master the Whirlwind Blade Technique, and then I'll be a martial arts master!"
The Tenth Prince said triumphantly that since he was practicing martial arts this time, he no longer felt ashamed about shedding tears, but rather felt very honored.
Daiyu couldn't help but laugh.
"Then keep up the good work and strive to become a legendary hero as soon as possible!"
"I will definitely become the King of Heroes, even more powerful than that girl of yours!"
The Tenth Prince still remembered that besides her own excellent skills, Daiyu also had a maidservant by her side who was very capable, able to scale walls and leap across rooftops.
Daiyu chuckled and turned back to her cabin.
She hadn't intended to stop her classmates; some of them knew that tearing up when cutting onions was a natural human reaction. But seeing the Tenth Prince's high spirits, his smug and arrogant demeanor, she didn't want anyone to remind him.
So Daiyu returned to the cabin and led her classmates out through the other exit.
"Your Highness, this is taking up a bit of space. Let me take it down and clear some room for you." Seeing that the chopped onions on the board were piling up, Xiangtao called a little eunuch over with a basin to put the chopped onions into the basin.
The Tenth Prince had no doubts whatsoever; he simply turned his back and nodded.
Instantly, he felt that without the pungent smell of onions, his tears stopped flowing.
The young eunuch quickly tidied up the chopped onions, cleared the table, and then placed a few unchopped onions on top.
"Your Highness, I've finished cleaning." The little eunuch replied, picked up the basin and left. He had to hurry; the dough had risen, but the filling wasn't mixed yet. He wondered what the prince was thinking, chopping onions for no reason.
The little eunuch grumbled inwardly, but dared not show it on his face.
The Tenth Prince was also internally complaining.
Will this short delay hinder my divine skills?
Before the little eunuch had even stepped off the deck, he heard the sound of chopping onions coming from behind him again.
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