Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Chapter 6

Qianping Palace.

Zhao Hongming came to the gate of the palace, bowed his body, and shouted loudly: "I respectfully invite Shengan."

After a while, Feng Dabao came out of the palace as usual, and said humbly: "Your Highness Fifth, His Majesty is discussing important matters with ministers, it is inconvenient to summon His Highness, you can go back!"

Zhao Hongming had become accustomed to this, and turned and left after shouting "Resignation, son" into the hall.

As an unfavored prince, he can only see Emperor Jian'an a few times a year.

Except for Emperor Jian'an's birthday or major festivals, basically Emperor Jian'an would not summon him.

Especially in the period of time after the death of the concubine mother, the number of summons became less visible to the naked eye.

Maybe three months ago, Yuanxin still had some complaints in his heart, but now Zhao Hongming really doesn't care at all.

After coming out of Qianping Palace, Zhao Hongming went to the Palace of Compassion and Peace and the Palace of Kun'an one after another to pay his respects to the Empress and the Empress Dowager.

Since there is no mother concubine, the queen became his nominal and de facto mother.

However, apart from paying attention to the princes and princesses born to her, the current queen empress doesn't care much about the princes and princesses who are not born of her own.

Marrying into the royal family, while gaining the resources of the Wei state, will also bear the pressure of the state's fate, and martial arts will be constantly worn down.

The queen was originally an innate warrior, but now her cultivation level of the third-rank Xiantian is only at the level of Tongqiao ninth-rank.

And it also showed a continuous downward trend, and the blood began to decline.

It is almost a consensus that the royal family does not live long, and it is insurmountable.

Therefore, the queen has to spend a lot of time practicing every day to maintain her own cultivation, and she doesn't have much time to talk to him.

"Your Highness Fifth, the empress is practicing today. It is inconvenient to see His Highness Fifth. You can go back."

"My son retire."

Zhao Hongming didn't say much, and bowed to retreat.

Whether it was greeting His Majesty or the Queen, Zhao Hongming never saw them in person.

Only the empress dowager was old and felt sorry for her grandchildren, so she met her today and gave some cakes and money.

But this can't change the fact that Zhao Hongming's sense of existence is getting weaker.

Chang Wubing and Wang Bao, who were behind him, saw that Zhao Hong was like this every day, alone, quite unwilling and powerless.

On the way back, Zhao Hongming met many princes and princesses who came to pay their respects.

He didn't have any close friends with these brothers and sisters, and the relationship was mediocre.

Therefore, when everyone met, they greeted each other according to royal etiquette, at most a few words of pleasantries, without too much conversation.

Since Zhao Hongming didn't have a mother or concubine, he went directly to have dinner after greeting the queen.

And the other princes and princesses had to go to their respective mothers and concubines to pay their respects, sit down for a while, lose their temper, act like a baby, and enjoy the little affection of the royal family.

At the same time, Chen Mansion, the martial field in the backyard.

collapse!
There was a pop that ripped through the air.

The silver arrow hit the red bullseye a hundred paces away like a shooting star.

Under the powerful force, the arrow directly blasted a small hole the size of a wrist from the center of the target.

The small half of the arrow sank into the stone wall outside the target, and the tail of the arrow kept trembling, making a buzzing sound.

"Sister, you can even pull a three-stone bow (about 150 catties). Have you broken through again recently?"

The one who spoke was a young man in brocade clothes, about twelve or thirteen years old, handsome in appearance.

Next to him stood a woman in a black dress.

Holding a bow in both hands, she is calm and composed. She looks fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slender figure and a pair of eyes that are as dazzling as stars.

This woman is Chen Xuerong, the daughter of Chen Mou, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry.

"It's still close, and it's still at the level of Tongqiao Qipin."

The young man took a deep breath: "Sister, you are 16 years old and have reached the seventh rank of Tongqiao. Maybe you will break through the innate before the age of 20. I am still at the fifth rank of meridians."

"So let you practice martial arts hard on weekdays and avoid playing too much. Now that all countries stand side by side, no one knows when wars will start. When many small countries are destroyed, those princes and nobles who have no power to restrain chickens will die and kill. Even the female relatives will be filled into the military camp and reduced to playthings. It is always right to work harder now."

"That's not the case, my great Wei country is also a first-class power."

"Can you predict the future?"

"Let's not talk about this. Yesterday His Majesty called you into the palace to teach His Highness the Fifth Prince martial arts. His Highness does not seem to have much status in the palace. Sister, are you going? Why don't you deal with it casually?"

"Why not. Can we refuse His Majesty's order?"

Chen Xuerong put down the longbow in his hand and said: "Besides, Cheng An, my sister tells you a truth. In the future, you must be modest and prudent in dealing with others, and you must have your own principles. When people are at their peak, we don't flatter others, and when they are at a low point, we don't want to make things worse. Don't use the dragon, or jump in the abyss. How can you be sure that the fifth prince is not accumulating strength for later use?"

The boy was speechless for a moment.

"Rong'er is right, don't use Qianlong, or jump in the abyss, don't underestimate the people around you."

Seeing the speaker, the two said in unison: "Father!"

It was none other than Chen Mou, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, who spoke.

He was wearing an official uniform and had just returned from court.

"This time you are asked to teach His Highness Fifth, not only because you have some research in martial arts, but also partly because His Majesty is beating me."

Chen Xuerong frowned and said, "Because of the prince?"

"Ah."

"Father, it is not wise for you to get involved in the battle of the crown prince too early."

"There is no way around this. There is a severe drought in the south this year, and the water conservancy is in disrepair. The Empress's Zhou family has some influence in the south. Without the help of their Ziyun Sword Sect, some policies cannot be implemented. I worry that the Chu State will seize the opportunity to use this to send troops later, which will be detrimental to Wei."

"Father should clarify the stakes with His Majesty on this matter?"

"That's letting your relatives interfere in politics." Chen Mou didn't extend the topic further: "When do you plan to enter the palace?"

"I'll go in the afternoon."

"Well, since Your Majesty wants to beat me, don't go empty-handed, take a bow from my study and present it to His Highness the Fifth Highness."

"I see."

"Cheng'an!" Chen Mou said seriously, "Have you finished your homework today?"

The young Chen Cheng'an trembled, and muttered, "It's probably finished?"

"What do you mean probably! I don't think you did it at all. You bastard!" Chen Mou slapped him, causing Chen Chengan to shout and scream.

"If you worked as hard as your sister, I wouldn't be so mad at you every day."

On the martial arts field, there was a burst of chicken and dog jumping.

Chen Mou is also a martial artist of the eighth rank, and he has a lot of strength when he moves his hands.

After a few breaths, Chen Cheng'an's nose became bruised and his face was swollen, like a pig's head. No one could recognize him as the eldest master of the Chen family.

……

After finishing the Art of War teaching, Zhao Hongming returned to his Qingfeng Pavilion.

At the door, he met Zhou Zhanshi from the East Palace.

Zhan Shi is not a name, but an official name. He is in charge of the affairs of the queen and the prince's family. He is the head of the prince's official family and is a third-rank official.

Zhou Zhan's real name is Zhou Bochuan, he comes from a family of the Sword Sect, and he is a man of both civil and military skills.

After seeing Zhao Hongming's figure, he got up unhurriedly and said, "Your Majesty, I have seen His Highness Fifth, Your Highness Jin An."

"No need to be too polite, I don't know what happened to Zhou Zhan this time?"

"Going back to Your Highness Fifth, today I heard that His Highness wants to practice martial arts, so I specially ordered an official to come here to persuade him, and brought several famous Confucian masterpieces. I hope His Highness will not waste your royal studies because of small things."

Hearing this, it should be that the prince heard about going to the academy, and discussed with the people below him a countermeasure against the fourth prince.

What the fourth prince wants is to gain fame and win people's hearts.

What the crown prince wants is to manage upwards, figure out the mind of Emperor Jian'an, and stabilize his position.

Both have their own needs.

But it's a little different when it comes to Zhao Hongming.

The prince clearly doesn't want to give any real benefits.

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