Invincible at the beginning: I seek the world in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 46, Book and Sword Fight

When Huang Mengjue woke up, Jiang Wangsheng was the only one beside him.

She sat up slowly, rubbing her head, "Where am I?"

"A small town next to Tianwang City."

Huang Mengjue got up, her whole body was sore, she yelled: "That eunuch is so powerful."

"The reason why he is ranked third in the heaven list is mostly because of his extremely yin and cold internal strength." Jiang Wangsheng glanced at her, "How dare you palm against him."

"how do you know?"

"If you use your sword to touch your palm, how can you let your internal energy go into your internal organs? He's following orders, so it's impossible for him to really want to kill you, right?" Jiang Wangsheng gave her a white look.

Huang Mengjue said: "You didn't see how powerful I was back then. When I blocked his first move, I made a spring and autumn sword, and even the third in the list was able to be forced back a little by me."

"The Spring and Autumn Sword is the most advanced sword technique in the Spring and Autumn Sword House?" Jiang Wangsheng asked.

"Yes. My master is super capable."

Jiang Wangsheng grinned with admiration and sarcasm.

Huang Mengjue woke up startled, "Where's Yun Yuyan?"

Jiang Wangsheng replied: "Beili has made a move, and the marriage is just a cover-up for His Majesty, and he didn't really want to do that. So, I let Yun Yuyan go back early."

"Then, why didn't you send me back?" Huang Mengjue asked curiously.

"She's a princess! Abducting a princess can give me a crime." Jiang Wangsheng replied.

"Oh." Huang Mengjue was a little disappointed.

Jiang Wangsheng hesitated for a moment, then said, "Nie Tianzhou has entered Beijing."

"Brother is here? That's great!" Huang Mengjue was overjoyed.

"What if Nie Tianzhou is here?" Jiang Wangsheng curled his lips.

Huang Mengjue danced his fists and said: "My elder brother is very powerful, he is the number one expert in Spring and Autumn Sword House besides Master."

"Where's Ye Jianqing?" Jiang Wangsheng looked at her with a half-smile.

Huang Mengjue paused, "I don't know why the second senior brother defected from the school. I remember that the second senior brother was very kind to me before."

"He found his own way." Jiang Wangsheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"What do you mean?" Huang Mengjue asked.

Jiang Wangsheng pondered for a long time, "There are many disciples under the Spring and Autumn Sword House, but only Ye Jianqing, who betrayed the master's sect, found his own sword, and this is the top of the list."

Huang Mengjue still wanted to ask, Jiang Wangsheng said: "That's the end of the story, the rest needs to be realized by yourself."

Jiang Wangsheng knew the plan of the old man Jianjia, but he didn't want to destroy the great master in Huang Mengjue's heart.

Her future martial arts advances all depend on her alone.If you realize it, although you are greatly compassionate, you can break through the barriers of your heart and make rapid progress in martial arts.

If you don't get the secret, you are at the ninth rank, and you are a top-notch person if you look at the martial arts world.

Jiang Wangsheng murmured: "Nie Tianzhou came to Beijing at this time. I'm afraid the emperor did it on purpose."

He glanced at Huang Mengjue, who was sitting on the bed recovering, and secretly said: "She is the beloved disciple of Old Man Jianjia, probably because Old Man Jianjia heard about it and begged His Majesty to keep her."

"Since this is the case, the Spring and Autumn Sword House and the Western Chu royal family are truly on the same line."

Jiang Wangsheng looked to the north, "Sword God Mountain, I'm afraid it is also standing with the Beili royal family."

Suddenly, Jiang Wangsheng's expression changed, he looked towards the northwest direction, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he said in a broken voice, "How could it be?"

This morning, the old officials begged for the bones. The Emperor Chu showed great sincerity and asked to serve for a few more years, but they insisted on leaving.

The Emperor of Chu laughed in his heart, and was extremely sad on the surface. In front of all civil and military officials, he got up in person, went to His Highness, and looked at the dozen or so old officials who walked out.

The Emperor of Chu solemnly said: "My dear friends, the prosperity of Western Chu is inseparable from your concerted efforts. As long as Western Chu is still alive, your descendants will enjoy the shadow of the country forever."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." More than a dozen senior officials bowed and saluted, and then left the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Emperor Chu showed an imperceptible smile, and sat down, "Mingbu Langzhong——Zuoyou!"

"The minister is here."

"You have been in office for several years, but you have not seen any success. Now you dare to write an article to slander Western Chu's strategy of using troops. What crime should you be?"

Zuoyou showed a look of panic, "I am guilty."

The Emperor of Chu said coldly: "You will be demoted from Beijing to be the prefect of Yecheng County."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your forgiveness."

One person's expression changed immediately, he stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I have questions."

"Speak." Murderous intent flashed in Chu Huang's eyes.

"Shen Wen, the prefect of Yecheng County, has been in office for more than ten years. He has worked diligently and accomplished a lot, and has no fault." The man said.

Jiang Kongliu, Minister of the Ministry of War, said: "It seems that you don't know yet. Shen Wen, the prefect of Yecheng County, died in the mansion."

The man's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated into the group of officials.

Chu Huang said: "Is there still a play? If not, retreat!"

"Big brother." Huang Mengjue happily ran into the hall of his home.

Nie Tianzhou was drinking tea and chatting with Huang Yingjun at this time.

Nie Tianzhou stood up and said with a smile, "Junior Sister, long time no see."

"Senior brother, his skills have improved again?" Huang Mengjue's eyes flashed strangely.

"Small success." The tall young man smiled.

Nie Tianzhou looked at the young man accompanying him, cupped his hands and said, "Your Excellency must be Jiang Wangsheng. I have heard that your swordsmanship is superb, and I must have a sparring sometime."

"Too modest." Jiang Wangsheng nodded in return.

Huang Yingjun came over, "Wang Sheng, thank you for your hard work this time."

"No problem. Uncle Huang, as long as you are fine."

Jiang Wangsheng looked at Nie Tianzhou, and said to himself, "The talent is mediocre, hardworking, and the way of swordsmanship should be quite satisfactory."

Nie Tianzhou also quietly observed Jiang Wangsheng, and said in his heart: "It's such a clever way to hide the inner breath, I can't see it. I don't wear a sword, so I have reached the extremely high level of swordsmanship?"

Huang Yingjun said: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Since we are meeting at my house today, why not learn swordsmanship. How about it?"

Huang Mengjue clapped his hands excitedly, "Okay! Senior brother, let him see the mysteries of my Spring and Autumn Sword Cottage swordsmanship."

"Mengjue!" Huang Yingjun shouted lightly.

Huang Mengjue pouted, "He always looks like a master of swordsmanship, I just want to see who is better."

In her opinion, Jiang Wangsheng's swordsmanship is powerful, but the reason for his supernatural power is inseparable from his profound internal strength.

If we only talk about sword intent, Spring and Autumn Sword House may not lose.

Nie Tianzhou looked at Jiang Wangsheng, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Jiang, I have exactly that intention."

Jiang Wangsheng looked around, grabbed two brushes from the air, and said: "When you fight with swords, blood will inevitably appear. You and I write, and learn the meaning of swords."

"Okay." While Nie Tianzhou was overjoyed, he was also secretly surprised by Jiang Wangsheng's control over his internal power.

Nie Tianzhou secretly slandered: "Swordsman, the most important thing is the sword, and the internal force is the support after all." In order to stabilize his confidence.

Huang Yingjun nodded and said: "This is a surefire solution. I have newly added two stone pillars from Mount Tai's town house to my house, and now I will put them in the backyard to replace them, is it okay?"

"Yes." Jiang Wangsheng replied.

The stone pillar is not big, just big enough to write a dozen characters.

Nie Tianzhou looked at the stone pillar and felt his own sword. Feeling something, he took a step forward and said, "You're making a fool of yourself."

Immediately, he focused his sword intent on the tip of the pen, and the soft wolf hair was as sharp as a sword in an instant.

Nie Tianzhou wrote in neat regular script, with stone flakes flying, and three points into the stone.

"Baojianfeng comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold"

The words weigh more than a hundred catties, showing their thickness and sophistication, which is closely related to his many years of experience in sword practice.

Huang Yingjun looked at the neat and uniform characters, "Tianzhou is young and has a profound swordsmanship. He will definitely achieve great things in the future."

Jiang Wangsheng remained expressionless.

Huang Mengjue clapped his hands excitedly, "Sword intent hits my face."

"I also write freely to express my feelings, and my mood is high. This meaning is far beyond my usual level." Nie Tianzhou said.

Huang Mengjue said to himself: "Brother's handwriting is so good, it's like woodblock printing."

Nie Tianzhou was a little embarrassed, and Huang Yingjun was also very embarrassed.

Calligraphy works, if they are said to be printing, can be said to have no charm, which is no different from cursing.

Jiang Wangsheng picked up a pen and wrote in fluent calligraphy: "Three thousand guests are full of flowers and drunk, and one sword is frosty and cold for fourteen states."

The sword intent is integrated, and the font is natural.

Huang Yingjun's eyes sparkled, "Good word!"

Unrestrained and unrestrained, elegant like a fairy, integrated with nature, but detached.

As the last word was written, Jiang Wangsheng secretly channeled a burst of true energy into it.

Nie Tianzhou stared at the stone pillar with blood seeping from his eyes.

Huang Mengjue was able to face the stone pillars directly.

Jiang Wangsheng thought to himself: "Uncle Huang doesn't understand swordsmanship, so it's hard to see the subtlety of the sword. But she didn't respond, she really is a good embryo of swordsmanship."

Nie Tianzhou's face was ashen, "I lost."

"Brother Jiang, I admire you." Nie Tianzhou bowed to Jiang Wangsheng.

Huang Mengjue felt something in his heart, and put his two fingers together to make a sword, trying to imitate the sword's movement, but there was an inexplicable resistance in his heart.

Jiang Wangsheng reminded: "You are learning the swordsmanship of Chunqiu Jianlu, don't copy it, just feel the meaning of the sword, otherwise you will go crazy."

"Oh." Huang Mengjue's eyes widened.

(End of this chapter)