This mixed martial arts is not serious

Chapter 203 Changes
In the blink of an eye.

Luo Yang stayed in the capital for a few more days.

After this period of practice, Luo Yang has successfully mastered the two martial arts of "Powerful Vajra Palm" and "Ti Yun Zong" to a small level, and is not far away from the state of Dacheng.

Because Queen Xu's illness has been lingering, although Luo Yang can move around freely in the capital during this period, he cannot leave the capital for too long.

no way.

In the feudal era, the royal family was so unreasonable.

However, Zhu Zhanji expressed his apology to Luo Yang some time ago and sent someone to apologize. Otherwise, even with the emperor's imperial edict, Luo Yang might not be able to stay in the capital anymore.

In addition, although I cannot leave the capital.

But now that the capital is the most prosperous place in the entire Ming Dynasty, Luo Yang was not bored in the capital during this period.

Don’t say anything else.

can only say.

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Since the last time the kings of Han and Zhao rebelled, and then Queen Xu fell seriously ill and fell into coma, the capital, which had been peaceful for a long time, suddenly became turbulent again.

Qinglong turned around speechlessly, looked at Luo Yang and said, "Thankfully your martial arts are high enough, otherwise with this mouth, you will be beaten to death sooner or later."

"It's so late at night, even if you want to break in, you should find a beautiful girl's boudoir! What's going on here with me?"

Fortunately, Qinglong couldn't defeat Luo Yang.

That is when the emperor issued an edict, and he was about to go to war in person.

This evening.

Luo Yang was stunned: "Now?"

At least in the capital, Luo Yang could find several places to listen to music anytime and anywhere.

Although he couldn't see his face, Luo Yang still recognized the man's identity at a glance just from his back, so he wasn't surprised, just a little surprised.

Luo Yang walked into the room, closed the door, walked to the table in the middle, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Qinglong and himself, and then said: "Is there a possibility that you said the opposite? It's because of my kung fu Gao, that’s why I dare to speak like this.”

"...I can't tell you anything."

The reason.

Since Qinglong and Luo Yang met tonight, they have only said three sentences in total, and as a result, he was silent three times.

After taking a gentle breath to calm down his restless heart, Qinglong went straight to the point and said: "Your Majesty has a decree to declare your presence in the palace."

Otherwise, with this mouth, it would be really hard for Qinglong not to tear him apart.

"Let's get down to business! Why are you here here in the middle of the night? Don't tell me you are really here to pick flowers. If so, please forgive me for being ugly. After all, you, an older bachelor, don't have a wife, but I do."

"..."

Luo Yangxi once returned to the post house after listening to a ditty at Yiqingyuan. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a burly, upright middle-aged man appearing in the room with his back to him.

Qinglong nodded: "That's it now."

"..."

This sudden decree almost caused the entire court to become chaotic. The emperor's personal conquest has always been a major event and should not be taken lightly in any case.

But this time.

Zhu Di was so determined that he wanted to be hasty once.

Not only did the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Industry begin to gather troops and prepare weapons on the day the imperial edict was promulgated, but they also ordered that all preparations for the Northern Expedition be made within a month.

Even if the ministers tried to dissuade him, it would have no effect.

A blink of an eye.

A month passed.

Perhaps it was Zhu Di's determination that worked. The DPRK and the Central Government actually gathered all the troops, horses, grain, military pay, and other items needed for the Northern Expedition within a month.

And then.

Zhu Di was greeted by the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty and left the capital with his army and his grandson Zhu Zhanji.

Only three brothers, Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui, were left to supervise the country. ······
This night.

Three brothers were gathering in the palace to discuss political affairs.

Because they are "sinful bodies", the two brothers Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui, who have always been relatively "active" in the past, have rarely been honest for a while.

Of course.

This is only superficial honesty.

No one knows what the two of them are thinking secretly.

"I'm going to go out and get some air."

After correcting the memorial until late at night, Zhu Gaoxu stood up, stretched, said hello to the other two brothers, and then walked out.

Walk out the door.

Zhu Gaoxu first went to put some water. When he came back, he happened to see a palace maid walking towards this side carrying three bowls of ginseng soup. Zhu Gaoxu's eyes moved and he stepped towards her.

"what is this?"

"Back to the Han Dynasty, Your Majesty, this is the ginseng soup that His Highness the Crown Prince ordered the imperial kitchen to prepare. He said that the two His Highnesses worked hard late at night correcting memorials, so they should take good care of their bodies."

The palace maid replied respectfully.

"Really! Then give it to me! I just want to go back, so I can just take it back." Zhu Gaoxu said.

"Yes."

The palace maid handed the tray to Zhu Gaoxu.

After Zhu Gaoxu took the tray, he turned around, opened the door, and entered the palace again.

And the moment the door closed, in a corner that Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaosui could not see, Zhu Gaoxu flipped his palm, and a small porcelain bottle appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Looking at this small porcelain vase, Zhu Gaoxu's mind once again recalled what the black shadow said outside his study that day.

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"What do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple."

The black shadow outside the study whispered: "Soon, today's emperor will go on a personal expedition. And you, the prince, and King Zhao will establish the national government on the emperor's behalf. By then, you will have many opportunities to take action."

Zhu Gaoxu's pupils shrank: "Do you want me to murder your own brother?"

The black shadow sneered and said disdainfully: "Blood brothers? Since ancient times, emperors have been ruthless. There is no brotherhood between the royal families. Prince Han, you are not so naive, are you?"

Zhu Gaoxu fell silent.

The black shadow continued: "I have a colorless and odorless medicine here that will never make anyone aware of the abnormality. I will leave the stuff at the door. Whether you want to use it or not depends on you, Prince Han."

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Holding the porcelain bottle in his hand and looking at the three bowls of ginseng soup on the tray, Zhu Gaoxu had a look of struggle in his eyes.

Past experiences flashed through my mind one by one.

When I was a child, I played games with the eldest brother and got beaten with the second child...

After growing up a little, the eldest brother handled government affairs in the rear, and he and the third child went to the battlefield to fight together...

finally.

The picture freezes.

Zhu Gaoxu exhaled slowly, put away the porcelain bottle in his hand again, and walked into the inner hall with the ginseng soup.

"Boss, third child, please rest for a while! Come over and drink ginseng soup to replenish your body."

"Row."

"Oh, I can take a break. This batch of memorials is really not the work of a human being. It is simply more tiring than fighting."

The two brothers came over muttering, and the three of them shared a bowl.

As a result, I had just finished half of the ginseng soup.

A porcelain spoon suddenly fell to the ground and broke into two pieces with a snap...
(End of this chapter)