Xuan Shuang could only smile wryly. He remembered that every time Jiang Liangchen taught him martial arts, he never talked about the specific moves. Even the few moves he taught him were based on secret manuals, so that he could 'experience it for himself'. His only practice was that every few days he had to carry his sword and go around killing and looting. Because each time his opponents were stronger than the last, if he didn't concentrate on his martial arts training, he would lose his life.
Since he was facing a life-or-death situation, he had no choice but to work hard. His martial arts had indeed advanced by leaps and bounds. It was much more effective than Li Yijie's' laying the foundation 'and teaching him step by step. He sighed and said, "I've only listened to the mnemonic formula and I've already reached this level. Even if I get used to it, I'll still need some time. When will I be able to master it?"
Jiang Liechen said, "Everyone's talent is different. Some mediocre people spend their whole lives at the starting point. They're not like me when I obtained the 'Seven Demons Formula' manual and easily reached the third level. After that, I had to go into closed-door meditation to break through. "Xuan Shuang said," You're a genius! After all, there aren't that many geniuses in the world. "Jiang Liechen said," What genius! That's just an excuse that ordinary people use. Let me tell you, diligence can make up for stupidity. Practice day and night, and then come back in a month to see the results. "
Xuan Shuang put on a long face and then laughed until he was convulsing. He said, "I should introduce you to Master Tang some other day. You both love to talk about the word 'hardship'." Seeing Jiang Liechen's cold face and that he wasn't joking, Xuan Shuang didn't want to be scolded again by him, "You're not good at martial arts, your brain is a mess." He had no choice but to shut his mouth and find a secluded place to practice.
At first, the mnemonic formula sounded like a lump of paste stuffed into his brain, making him unable to make any sense out of it. After several days of practice, he was finally able to endure the heat and cold and display the swordsmanship from the beginning to the end. Although the improvement was minimal, it could still be considered an improvement. Jiang Liechen didn't care about it, but this was within his expectations. In any case, other than when the two of them were chatting, his attitude was sometimes gentle, other than that, he didn't say anything nice. Li Yijie, on the other hand, whenever he saw that Xuan Shuang was improving, he would praise him to the heavens.
After several days of practice, his whole body no longer trembling, but his swordsmanship didn't improve... In his free time, the incantation revolved around in his mind. He seemed to be able to see something, but he couldn't grasp it.
Once, he secretly wrote on a piece of paper. In the dead of the night, he shut himself in a small room. A dim oil lamp was lit on the table, and he rested his chin on his hands. His eyes were almost glued to the paper. He had already memorized it by heart, but he didn't think too deeply about it. Taking advantage of the quietness of the night, he dissected each word one by one and explained it in detail. At the same time, he combined the similarities and differences of the various organs in his body when he practiced martial arts and gradually got the hang of it. In the end, he suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.
..................... he...................... Therefore, without anybody's knowledge, he woke up early and went to sleep late. First he practiced in secret. When he was satisfied, he gave Jiang Liechen an official demonstration. The sword aura in the night brought up streaks of white light. In the silence, even the slightest noise could be heard clearly. The momentum was twice as strong as it was during the day. Finally, he soared up and waved his arm as usual. Before he could see clearly, a big tree in front of him fell to the ground with a loud crash, raising a cloud of dust.
Xuan Shuang raised his sleeve halfway to cover his eyes. In his mind he was imagining a Wulin master using only one sword aura to chop down a row of big trees. His posture was extremely confident and at ease. He had long wished that he could have this kind of skill. Jiang Liechen watched quietly. After being urged several times by Xuan Shuang, he finally said, "I'll consider you passed. Just a few days ago I had a task to complete. Come with me. "
This time Xuan Shuang really wanted to cry. He followed his instructions and practiced hard day and night. In the end, he was overjoyed. In his eyes, it was nothing more than 'I'll pass.' After being depressed for a long time, his mind suddenly brightened. Whether he appreciated it or not, the benefits of practicing martial art were still with him. When he defeated Li Yijie, he would be able to hold his head high and say some sarcastic remarks. It was just a matter of time.
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In the center of power, the struggle would not stop for even half a moment. In the chaos, there were movements both inside and outside the palace. Cheng Jiaxuan often went to the Prince Regent's Mansion to report truthfully, "Recently Lord Baylor Ling always seems to be very tired. During the day he studies and yawns all the time. After practicing martial art, his waist and back ache. Daughter has been paying attention for a long time, but I haven't found any clue. "
Dorgon was surprised, "Could it be that he is secretly plotting something? Keep an eye on him for me. Keep an eye on him. If you find anything, quickly report back! " This time, no matter what Xuan Shuang did, everything was out in the open. It was because everything was too ordinary that Cheng Jiaxuan could not find any flaw. In front of Dorgon, he kept delaying.
Today happened to be the day Xuan Shuang destroyed the 'Villa of Renyi'. After returning to the Palace, he was so tired that he fell asleep immediately. The next day, he lay down until the sun was high in the sky. Cheng Jiaxuan came to visit several times, but he just waved his hand casually, pulled the quilt close to his chest, tossed and turned, sprawled out on his back, and continued to have his sweet dreams. Later on, he felt bored and bored, so he simply asked Cheng Jiaxuan to sit on his side and tell him stories for fun. His eyes were half-closed, he looked lazy.
When he was about to fall asleep again, suddenly he heard a noise, as if someone was stepping on the rubble, walking with light steps. That person was very cautious, but Xuan Shuang's current skill was not ordinary, even the slightest sound could not escape his ears. He immediately opened his eyes wide, just in time to see a black shadow pass by in front of his eyes. Another shadow flashed in front of the door, and then disappeared. Could it be that another assassin had entered the Snow Song Palace? This time, his sleepiness completely disappeared, and he rolled to his feet. He looked around and whispered, "Xiao Xuan, did you hear anything just now?"
Cheng Jiaxuan was startled by him. She blinked her eyes and said, "No! You were dreaming, weren't you? Good, you tricked me into telling you a story and made me thirsty, but you're sleeping comfortably on the side? "
Xuan Shuang snorted. He grabbed a piece of clothing from the side of the bed and put it on, buttoning it up. At the same time, he got off the bed and strode to the door. He listened carefully for a moment, then pushed the door slightly open, squinted his eyes, and moved closer. Cheng Jiaxuan only felt that it was funny. He said, "What are you doing? Are you trying to be a thief in your own home? "
Xuan Shuang quickly made a 'shh' gesture, and pushed the door even wider. He saw Prince Fu and Shangguan Yaohua were inside the hall, exchanging some pleasantries with Shen Shiyun. The three of them sat down as the host and the guest, dismissed their subordinates, and firmly closed the door. Xuan Shuang exclaimed in surprise. He thought, "Could it be that the assassin is here to assassinate Prince Fu and shift the blame to the Snow Song Palace?"
With this thought, not only did he not panic, he even took pleasure in other people's misfortune. He thought, "Evil has its retribution. This time I'll let you have a taste of being framed!" But hiding in the small room, listening intermittently was not very satisfying. After thinking for a moment, he called out to Cheng Jiaxuan with a grin, "Hey, do you want to see your Yao Hua gege?"
Cheng Jiaxuan blushed immediately. He angrily said, "You are making fun of me! Besides, it's not like I can see him just because I want to. "By saying this, he admitted that she was indeed tempted. Xuan Shuang smiled faintly and said, "I know magic, I guarantee you that your wish will come true." Thinking that she and Shangguan Yaohua were really blood related siblings, and that his joke might come true, he was gloomy.
Cheng Jiaxuan said in his heart, "If you have the ability, ask 'him' … ask him to marry me, treat me well." But he did not dare to speak carelessly. Even if Xuan Shuang knew everything about her relationship with Jiang Liechen, she still had a girl's reservedness. After helping him to dress, freshen up, and tidy himself up, Xuan Shuang walked toward the door and said in a low voice, "Prince Fu, father and son, are inside the hall. I don't know what they are talking about with that woman. Come here and take a look. "
Cheng Jiaxuan was half-believing, half-doubting. Although she was afraid that Xuan Shuang was making fun of her, even if the probability was one in ten thousand, she did not want to miss the chance to see Shangguan Yaohua. Only after repeatedly reminding her, "Don't lie to me," did she finally take small, quick steps toward the door to take a look.
Xuan Shuang called out from the side, "Yes, yes, it's right here." As soon as Cheng Jiaxuan calmed down, he leaned against the door and suddenly pushed her hard. Cheng Jiaxuan was caught off guard and fell backward, pushing the door open as well. Immediately several pairs of eyes in the hall turned toward her. Cheng Jiaxuan was greatly embarrassed and hastily saluted. Shen Shiyun reprimanded her, "What's going on? You don't have any manners! "
Shangguan Yaohua gently waved his folding fan, his eyebrows slightly raised. He leisurely said, "After being influenced by what you see and hear for a long time, it's inevitable that you will do something out of line. It also depends on which family's maidservant she is. "
Prince Fu also smiled faintly and said, "Presumably, it's because Niangniang is benevolent and benevolent that the rules of the Snow Song Palace are relaxed. When the masters are discussing business, the maidservants can casually appear and interrupt. However, in this prince's residence, it is absolutely not allowed. A light punishment would be flogging, a heavy punishment would be death. " As he said this, his gaze was like two sharp swords, landing on Shen Shiyun's face before slowly turning to Cheng Jiaxuan, as if he wanted to see how she would deal with this situation.
Cheng Jiaxuan was unable to defend herself. She could only think that Xuan Shuang was deliberately making a fool of her. She smiled mockingly and repeatedly apologized. Just as she was about to close the door and properly settle this debt, Xuan Shuang suddenly turned around from behind her. His footsteps were silent as he swaggered in front of everyone. He bowed slightly and said with a smile, "What are you discussing? What kind of secret meeting is this? Why didn't you invite me? You really don't give me any face. "
Shen Shiyun was not in a good mood. She frowned and said, "This prince is discussing important matters with several honored guests. Don't interrupt. Are you becoming more and more immature the older you get? Xiao Xuan, take him back to his room. "She then immediately said to Prince Fu," Your Highness, this child is immature and has made a fool of himself. "
Xuan Shuang glared at her and said in his heart, "You think you have the right to order me around?" Cheng Jiaxuan lightly pulled his sleeve and said in a low voice, "Lord Baylor, let's not invite a snub. Let's go back to our room first." Xuan Shuang swung his hand heavily and said with a cold snort, "What? Who doesn't welcome me? Pull him out and let's discuss this! "His voice was very loud, so that everyone in the hall could hear him clearly.
Prince Fu smiled and said, "Niangniang may not know, but let Lord Baylor Ling stay. He is one of us. We have important matters to discuss, there is no need to hide it from him. "Shen Shiyun's eyebrows knitted, as if she was extremely dissatisfied with Xuan Shuang's involvement in this matter. But because of Prince Fu, it was inconvenient for her to say anything for the time being.
Xuan Shuang walked to the center of the hall and immediately rushed in front of Shangguan Yaohua. She pulled a chair and sat next to him. She said with a smile, "Cheng Wangye, I will sit with you. You won't be unwelcome, right?" Shangguan Yaohua smiled indifferently and said, "With pleasure." Shen Shiyun's eyebrows faintly knitted together again. She raised her eyes and cast a glance at Cheng Jiaxuan, who was standing by her side. Cheng Jiaxuan was also tactful; he immediately stood behind her and lowered his head. His hands were crossed in front of his abdomen, as if he was afraid of inviting disaster.
Prince Fu laughed out loud and eased the awkward atmosphere. He said, "Lord Baylor Ling is young and talented, this Prince also admires him very much. In the end, the Imperial Palace is blessed by the heavens to be able to raise such a dragon or phoenix among men. The Snow Song Palace is indeed full of talented people! Next, I wonder if Niangniang would like me to say a few polite words, or to get straight to the point? "
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