Chapter 53: The Prince's Secret

"By the way, my father, I think Hong Yi is not powerless, but has martial arts. His whole body is full of muscles, strong inch, and his skill is quite solid. Such kung fu cannot be practiced by shooting two arrows every day and opening two bows. It must be a master of boxing. I wonder who taught him?"

Hong Xi suddenly said again. Just now, he only looked at Hong Yi and saw most of Hong Yi's background and showed extraordinary eyesight.

"Can you see it? Of course, you can see it as a father. I know that your mother sent someone to the military camp to find you for Hong Yi's business?" Hong Xuanji looked at Hong Xi and said.

"Well, I dare not hide it from my father. My mother sent Madam Zeng to the military camp to find me. But that night, Madam Zeng died of a stroke. My father knew that Madam Zeng was an old man who was following in my mother's mansion. She had excellent martial arts skills. How could she die of a stroke? I want to find out this matter thoroughly." Hong Xi bowed.

"What to check?" Hong Xuanji touched a white jade qilin paperweight on the table and said slowly: "Don't worry about family affairs, I have my own opinions on everything. Also, if you are a general of the court, you must have the demeanor of a general of the court. Don't fight for the trivial matters at home. Do your part and serve the court. This is the most important thing. Don't be distracted."

"But..." Hong Xi said something.

"Huh? But what? Are you going to find Hong Yi? Want to find out the behind-the-scenes figures? As a general of the court, you bully your brothers? Your reputation of being unkind will be a stain on your path to promotion in the future! Just understand it yourself!" Hong Xuanji's voice increased a little.

"What my father taught me is," Hong Xi said hurriedly.

Bullying brothers is unkind in terms of etiquette and law. Like unfilial piety, they are criticized by others. If Hong Xi is promoted in the future, some people will accuse him of losing his personal morality.

When Hong Xuanji came out, Hong Xi also understood in his heart that his father had considered it far-reachingly.

"Okay, go back to the camp. Practice the troops well. Maybe in the near future, there will be a tough battle to fight. At that time, it will be a good opportunity for you to make meritorious and advance to the court, and it will also be enough to block the opponent's mouth. In the future, your mother will send someone to you, and you will reply that your father is the head of the family and he will decide everything. Do you know?"

Hong Xuanji said again.

"The boy understands."

Hong Xi pressed the sword around her waist and retreated.

"Old Wu, go and tell Hong Yi that you should follow the will of the Concubine Yuan, study and practice martial arts. Don't let the Empress down. In addition, when he practices martial arts, he can practice martial arts with Xue Jiao. He also said to Mrs. Zhao that Hong Yi's monthly calendar will be increased to fifteen taels of silver."

After Hong Xi went out, Hong Xuanji gave an order to the outside.

After an old voice answered, he left, and it was Mr. Wu.

The entire study suddenly became quiet and silent.

Hong Xuanji sat still, then turned around and looked at the ice and snow plum blossoms hanging on the wall, frowned, and said to himself: "Bingyun, you are so stupid. When dynasties have changed, there is no blood flowing into a river? White bones are piled up in mountains? The winners are kings and princes, losers are bandits. All I have to do is to stabilize the dynasty. Now that my Daqian Dynasty has arrived, your brother has reincarnated, but you have to mention the old things from that year. If you mention the old things again, you will definitely disrupt the dynasty. When you were a hero in the past, everyone was in danger. This is not good for the country and the country and the world. If your brother insists on his own, don't blame me."

After talking to himself for a long time, he suddenly stood up, took down the painting, and threw it into a large porcelain jar under the desk.

At the same time, he took out a fire note, shook it, and threw it in.

In less than a moment, the painting started to burn in the brazier, and in an instant, it burned cleanly, leaving only a ball of ashes.

drive!

Two horses like fire clouds were driving side by side, galloping on the uninhabited road at the foot of the mountain like lightning.

The one riding the horse was Hong Yi, and the other was Hong Xuejiao. The two seemed to be racing horses and riding.

Hong Yi took the lead, but was three or four steps faster than Hong Xuejiao. No matter how Hong Xuejiao urged the horse under her crotch to run wildly, she just couldn't catch up, and it was a little bit short of it.

Although they are all fire and Rome, Hong Yi's "chasing electricity" under him has obvious physical strength and speed is higher.

"snort!"

Hong Xuejiao couldn't catch up with her, and suddenly she clamped her legs. The Huo Roma under her seemed to know what her master meant, and exerted force to arch forward. With this huge force, Hong Xuejiao jumped high from the horse like a big bird, and rushed forward violently.

Hong Yi felt that it was dark behind him, as if a black cloud was covering him. When he turned around, he saw Hong Xuejiao jumping up in the air, reaching behind him, holding her hands hard, and actually turning herself off the horse together.

"Not good!" Hong Yi did not expect that when he was rushing violently, Hong Xuejiao was so brave that she jumped up and wanted to push herself down from the horse.

This equestrian was like a big eagle rushing into the air. Hong Yi suddenly turned around, gave up the reins with both hands, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and pushed Hong Xuejiao with a small Tiangang grasping hand.

"The reaction is too slow." Hong Xuejiao laughed, and with the pounce, she turned her hand away, blocked Hong Yi's hands, then hugged and flipped, and the two of them rolled down from their horses.

As soon as he fell off the horse, Hong Yi immediately jumped up with a carp. Before he could come back to his senses, he heard a whirring voice in his ears, "Look at the fist!"

A fist expanded rapidly at the corner of his eyes, and the wind whistled, as if he was about to blow his head.

"Niu Mo stepped on the hoof! Top the horn!"

At this critical moment, Hong Yi entered the state of unity of spirit and flesh again. His feet naturally shook, penetrated his arms, and his fists were on both sides of his forehead and suddenly hit him, facing the punching fists.

Bang!

The two fists were slashed together, and Hong Yi only felt that the other party's bones seemed to be made of iron. During the collision, his fist was so painful that it was about to crack.

"The tiger demon bone training fist is really powerful, the bones are like steel." Hong Yi screamed in his heart, and jumped out like a grasshopper, put on his posture, and looked at Hong Xuejiao who was sneaking into her.

"Huh? What kind of martial arts is this? Your martial arts are progressing so fast these days. You even learned my little Tiangang capture technique. If this continues, I will not beat you in less than a year or two." Hong Xuejiao punched her and did not hit her again. She just took a step back and asked Hong Yi with a frown.

"I also thought about it randomly and used it in desperation." Hong Yi found an excuse and made excuses.

These days, he received Hong Xuanji's permission and finally could practice martial arts without being restricted. So he seemed like a bird flying out of the cage, riding horses and shooting arrows every day, practicing boxing and sticking, and consciously making great progress in martial arts.

Today I am going to compete with Hong Xuejiao for riding.

"Three days later, the scientific exam will be held. I see that you are shooting archery, riding horses, practicing boxing and sticking every day. Are you not prepared at all?" Hong Xuejiao changed her tone and asked again.

"Before the exam, he was a dementia scholar." Hong Yi secretly rubbed his painful hand: "By the way, who is the best boxing technique in the entire Yujing? Sister Xuejiao, how many people can you rank?"

"Although those princes and noble disciples are idle, there are actually people who hide dragons and creep tigers. Of course, if you talk about martial arts, of course it is Hong Xi. He has already gained the essence of his father's life and death wheel boxing. The rest, Jing Yuxing's Yin-Yang two-pole fist by Xiaoliguo Duke Jing Yuxing is also unfathomable. In addition, Prince Cheng, Prince Rong, Prince Shenwei, Prince Yongchun, these people are also very powerful and hidden. However, if you want to talk about real power, there are only masters of the Grand Master level among the princes. The prince is not a good-looking lamp." Hong Xuejiao has a lot more knowledge than Hong Yi. Hong Yi has followed Hong Xuejiao to practice martial arts these days and has really learned many secrets between nobles and princes.
Chapter completed!