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Fingers and Heart Folds (3)

"You can only discuss sword moves with Prince Jing without using internal force." Yi Hong said.

Rong Jing smiled, "When he was a sword-making contest with Princess Luo Yao, both of them were women, and they were of equal strength. Now, they were engaged in sword-making with Young Master Yi. Men are born with strength advantages over women. The winning or losing round of this sword seems to be inaccurate." Rong Jing said.

Yi Hong was stunned, as if she was stumped.

"Since Young Master Yi wants to ask for sword moves, why not discuss swords with Young Master Yi?" Rong Jing smiled gently, "You and I are both men. You don't use internal strength, you only discuss sword moves, and you can judge the outcome and the outcome."

Yi Hong was stunned again, obviously not expecting Rong Jing to have a sword contest with him.

The ministers were also stunned, and naturally they could not have expected that Prince Jing would easily capture the sword contest on him.

"Everyone knows that Prince Jing is talented. Is this bullying now?" Ye Qingran raised her eyebrows when she heard this.

"The husband and wife are united. Young Master Yi invites Neizi to discuss swordsmanship, and takes action for his husband to replace Neizi. This is a bullying? It is not etiquette to say that Young Master Yi invites someone else's wife to discuss swordsmanship. Neizi has no friendship with Young Master Yi, so why should he accept his swordsmanship?" Rong Jing raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Qingran, "Did the emperor work hard on the national teacher day and night, causing Simin to be ineffective? Or does the emperor need to establish an empress and accept a concubine? There is no Xie Yuhua around the emperor. It is really worrying if this continues."

Yun Qianyue was almost born after hearing this. Rong Jing told Ye Qingran that Simin was not effective, which sounded like a fool. She said that she was silly. When it comes to her, she cursed people with poisonous mouths and did not spit dirty words, she thought no one was Rong Jing's opponent. For a moment, the corners of her mouth were bent.

Ye Qingran's face darkened, "Although he said so, Prince Jing's reputation is unfair."

"Famous reputation is nothing more than a false sense. Regardless of martial arts, only swordsmanship, it is not a good deal for Young Master Yi. Since the emperor is not sure, I naturally do not allow Young Master Yi's request for unqualified etiquette." Rong Jing finished speaking and said lightly: "Please go back with Young Master Yi!"

Yi Hong suddenly shouted loudly: "I am willing to discuss swordsmanship with Prince Jing."

Ye Qingran stopped talking after hearing this.

"Oh? Young Master Yi is sure to discuss swords with me?" Rong Jing raised his eyebrows, his picturesque eyebrows and eyes were particularly elegant and leisurely.

"Yes!" Yi Hong said affirmatively: "I can't ask for help from Prince Jing. I just don't dare to abruptly. I asked Prince Jing for Prince Jing's concubine."

"So that's how it is!" Rong Jing smiled, stood up slowly, took the broken snow in Yi Hong's hand, and said in a gentle voice: "Okay, today Jing will discuss swords with Young Master Yi, just use this broken snow in my inner body!"

"Please, Prince Jing!" Yi Hong took the sword and took three steps back and drew a sword move, which was the highest courtesy of a warrior.

Rong Jing turned his head and said softly to Yun Qianyue: "See the formation for me."

"Okay!" Yun Qianyue nodded with a smile.

Rong Jing slowly left the mat, stood opposite Yi Hong, and smiled and said, "Please, Young Master Yi."

The ministers and the inner relatives all opened their eyes wide. Although they lived in Tiansheng Capital, they knew that Rong Jing was extremely skilled in martial arts, but the chance of seeing him take action was very small. Now that they had this opportunity, they were afraid of missing a little. The two of them held their own courtesy, so they didn't say much and took action together.

Although there is no internal force, Yi Hong's sword edge is still extremely sharp, piercing straight into Rong Jing's door, with a chill that makes everyone present feel his sword energy.

Rong Jing's sword was usually delivered, with no sharpness or coldness seen, and even wind silk was not raised, and the breath was not heard. The speed that everyone could see with their naked eyes showed that compared to Young Master Yi's quick move, he was extremely slow.

One push, one advance, one retreat and one avoid, two moves have passed in a moment.

During the third move, everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, and Rong Jing's broken snow had already hit Yi Hong's eyebrows. Yi Hong's third move was obviously just handed out, and he didn't even touch Rong Jing's sleeve.

Although the civil and military officials present did not understand how to win, they were so excited that they burst into cheers.

Yi Hong's face was a moment of decay. He loosened the sword in his hand, and the sword fell to the ground with a "bang". His cold voice stated the fact that he had lost, "Chief Jing was superb in swordsmanship, but he was not as good as the clown in jumping down. He lost down."

Rong Jing withdrew his sword casually and smiled faintly, "I don't need internal strength to discuss swordsmanship with Jing, and I can discuss it for half a day. How can Master Yi be convinced if he loses?"

"I'm convinced." Yi Hong lowered her head.

Rong Jing bent over and picked up the sword on the ground, and said in a slow tone: "One of the swords is not something that can be realized by studying it in a closed door. It is the technique of carrying all things to communicate with each other. The key is to have one eye and a hundred eyes. The spirit is to learn from the spirit, and to make the eyes clear through the cleverness. The eyes can be seen through all directions and listen to all directions. The true sword technique is the technique of no sword." After the words, he handed the sword to Yi Hong and smiled: "Young Master Yi understands? What you lose is not the sword, but the heart of the sword. No matter how good the sword technique is, there is no sword heart or soul, it is not the sword technique."

Yi Hong's face turned blue and white, and she didn't speak for a long time and didn't take the sword.

Rong Jing looked at him quietly. Although the two were similar in age, perhaps Rong Jing was younger than Yi Hong, at this moment, his height was beyond Yi Hong's comparison. Only then did everyone truly understand the words that spread all over the world, "The color of brocade clothes and snow, look back and smile the world." He deeply understood what "high sun in the clouds" means.

Rong Jing's world is not about appearance, but about her honor and grace.

After a while, Yi Hong suddenly seemed to have figured out something, staring at Rong Jing with a tragic and bright look. Rong Jing smiled at him, and he suddenly knelt on one knee, "Thank you for your advice, Yi Hong will remember it forever."

Rong Jing nodded with a smile, and did not avoid it. He naturally received a gift from Yi Hong, "Young Master Yi, please get up."

Yi Hong stood up, took the sword in Rong Jing's hand, and suddenly turned to Ye Qingran, and said in a cold voice: "Your Majesty, it is really useless to defeat Prince Jing within the next three moves. Please resign and leave."

The ministers were instantly uproared and looked at Yi Hong in surprise.

Although some of them do not understand swordsmanship, some only know meager swordsmanship, and some people know swordsmanship, but they are not proficient, everyone can feel that the young master of the Yi family is the best martial arts among the four people today, including the Lan family leader. If he can pass three moves in Rong Jing's hands, he is the capable one. In the past ten years, the new top scholar has been sent by the former emperor to the Rong Prince's Mansion and the Prince Jing's Lunwu. It is said that he is not as good as Prince Jing's move and half a move.

Ye Qingran narrowed her eyes, "Young Master Yi, please resign?"

"Yes!" Yi Hong said concisely.

Ye Qingran smiled, but did not try to keep him, and said leisurely: "Young Master Yi is devoted to studying swordsmanship. Now he has been taught by Prince Jing. It seems that he has realized the Tao. Everyone has ambitions, so I naturally cannot stop him." After saying that, he said: "Okay, leave!"

Upon hearing this, Yi Hong turned around and left with a sword in her arms.

The ministers said secretly that this kind of talent cannot be used by the court.

Prince De secretly hated him, but he didn't expect that the most powerful of the four was impressed and left by Rong Jing. Ye Qingran transferred the four of them and lost one powerful arm in an instant. Three women were left behind. His originally ugly face became even more ugly.

"Wait!" Yun Qianyue suddenly shouted at Yi Hong.

Yi Hong paused and looked back at Yun Qianyue, as if she was puzzled why she called him.

Everyone looked at Yun Qianyue in confusion.

"Rong Jing, is it good to give this broken snow to Young Master Yi?" Yun Qianyue raised her face and asked Rong Jing who had already sat down, saying the reason, "The wife he is looking for in the future must be a sword lover, which is considered a gift I gave to his wife."

Ye Qingran suddenly laughed when she heard this, "Little girl is so generous! This was given to you by the Emperor when she was alive."

"Young Master Yi came from the Ten Mile Peach Blossom Forest and traveled thousands of miles. How could he have a trip in vain? The old emperor loved talents and knew about it in the spring. I think he wouldn't mind it." Yun Qianyue said with great sound.

"But if you give the broken snow, my ice soul will be gone." Rong Jing looked at her with a smile.

"You give me another shot." Yun Qianyue also looked at him, "I want you to hit him with your own hands."

"Okay!" Rong Jing nodded with a smile, responded gently, threw the broken snow in his hand to Yi Hong, and said in a gentle voice: "Since my inner son is in love, Young Master Yi, don't dislike him. Take it!"

Yi Hong took the Xue Xue and said respectfully: "Thank you, Princess Jing!"
Chapter completed!
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