Immortal Martial Arts: Swordsmanship with Cursive Characters at the Beginning

　　Zhu Hao raised his brows and said, "Who's here?"

　　The maid quickly replied: "Eunuch Yu!"

　　Hearing this, Zhu Hao narrowed his eyes.

　　Yu Huatian, the Duke of Xichangchang, is one of the Ming emperor's cronies, and he is also the fastest rising young hero in the Ming palace, and he is quite valued by the Ming emperor.

　　To some extent, he is enough to represent the Emperor Ming.

　　Zhu Hao didn't hesitate too much, and said directly: "Please!"

　　After a while, an elegant person dressed as a steward came to Zhu Hao under the guidance of a maid.

　　With an excellent posture, he is more like a contemporary Confucian scholar who has learned to be rich in five chariots.

　　With a proud body, there is a look of indifference between his brows and eyes, as if nothing is in his eyes.

　　This is indeed the case. In Yanjing, the civil and military officials, regardless of their rank, need to be polite when they see him.

　　And he himself is said to be a rare master in the world.

　　He came to Zhu Hao, looked at Zhu Hao subconsciously, and immediately narrowed his eyes.

　　I just felt that the young man in front of him was as unpredictable as an abyss.

　　Although his face was kind, there was an invisible coercion coming out of his body, and accompanying his gaze, it fell on him like a mountain.

　　It made him bow his head.

　　He had only felt this kind of feeling in Emperor Ming!

　　But he clearly... is only eighteen years old!

　　"Eunuch Yu, why do you keep staring at this king?" Zhu Hao asked with a smile.

　　Only then did Yu Huatian come back to his senses, remembering the purpose of his trip, and hurriedly bowed his head and said respectfully: "Ninth Prince, His Majesty summons!"

　　Such a gesture fell in the eyes of the other servants around, and he couldn't help being horrified.

　　Yuhuatian, as the father of Xichang, and a close confidant of the Ming emperor, how respected his status?

　　Even in the face of the other princes who were canonized as kings by the Ming emperor, they only needed a little salute, and those princes had to greet them with a smile, and even some flattery.

　　But why is he so respectful to Zhu Hao, the ninth prince who can neither cultivate nor hold real power?

　　Zhu Hao was a little surprised when he looked at Yu Huatian's attitude.

　　In my memory, when this Xichang factory master met the owner of this body in the past, although he would not ridicule him, his respect was also limited.

　　"It seems, what did the royal father guess?" Zhu Hao thought to himself.

　　Nodding at the moment, he said, "Since that's the case, I still have to trouble my father-in-law to lead the way!"

　　"Prince is polite, as it should be!" Yu Huatian said with a smile, then bent down and made a gesture of "please", "Ninth prince, please!"

　　Zhu Hao stepped up and walked directly towards the palace.

　　Yu Huatian immediately followed, half a position behind.

　　In this scene, the faces of the people around him changed again and again.

　　Some of the attendants who were standing a little further away had complex expressions in their eyes, and then left silently.

　　……

　　Zhu Hao has already reached the crown. Although he has not been crowned king, he still moved out of the Forbidden City.

　　Thinking about it carefully, I haven't seen the palace wall of the imperial city for many years in the memory left by my predecessor.

　　In the Ming Dynasty, there were strict classes. When traveling, thirty-two emperors and dragon carriages were carried, and sixteen queens carried them.

　　As a prince, even if Zhu Hao doesn't seem to be favored, these rules can't be broken.

　　The large sedan chair carried by ten people started leisurely from the front of the mansion, and it took about a stick of incense to slowly arrive in front of the Forbidden City.

　　Zhu Hao suddenly opened the car curtain and looked up.

　　The tall and majestic Forbidden City stretches to the limit of the line of sight, which is so majestic and magnificent.

　　However, it is clearly visible that thousands of extremely deep sword marks are densely covered on the city wall, which is so eye-catching.

　　"This sword mark..." Zhu Hao squinted at one of the sword marks.

　　Having comprehended the Sword Art of the Cursive Character, his comprehension and understanding of kendo can be regarded as the pinnacle of the world.

　　He clearly felt that these sword marks were filled with two completely different sword intents.

　　A phantom like a fairy, a icy cold like snow!

　　"This is due to the duel between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng a few days ago!"

　　Yu Huatian was walking beside Zhu Hao's sedan chair, and seeing that he noticed these sword marks, he explained.

　　"No wonder..." Zhu Hao nodded secretly.

　　It turned out to be the sword intent left behind during the duel between Sword God and Sword Immortal. No wonder it was so strong that it did not weaken after so many days.

　　If you look closely at many places, you can also see that there are obvious traces of a lot of renovations.

　　"It seems that the damage caused to the Forbidden City by that battle is not small!" Zhu Hao murmured.

　　"Isn't it true, the damage to the Forbidden City wall is minor, and the damage to the royal majesty is major. In recent years, these rivers and lakes have become more and more arrogant and domineering, and His Majesty has been furious several times for this!"

　　While explaining to Zhu Hao, Yu Huatian greeted the generals guarding the Forbidden City and told them to open the city gate.

　　As the guard of the Forbidden City, it is natural to recognize Yu Huatian as a figure beside Ming Huang.

　　Wherever dare to delay, immediately ordered to open the city gate.

　　A group of people filed in and waited to pass through the inner city walls of two or three floors, and finally reached the palace.

　　In the palace, except for the Emperor Ming and the Empress, the sedan chairs cannot be opened lightly.

　　Therefore, Zhu Hao got off the sedan chair, followed behind Yu Huatian, and walked towards the imperial study.

　　As he was walking, Zhu Hao suddenly raised his brows and said to Yu Huatian who was beside him with a half-smile, "Eunuch Yu, why is the defense in this palace so strict?"

　　Yu Huatian was stunned for a moment, then a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said, "Ninth Prince... Can you detect the guards hiding around?"

　　After the last incident on the top of the Forbidden City, the guard level in the Daming Palace has been raised by several levels.

　　It can be said that it is five steps, one post, ten steps and one post, which almost brings together the entire Yanjing's garrison strength.

　　Naturally, these guards will not be mediocre, they are all carefully selected experts.

　　Ordinary people can't even notice it!

　　Yu Huatian couldn't be more clear about Zhu Hao's situation. His physique was so poor that it was difficult to even enter the grade. How could he detect the masters lurking around him?

　　"Just a little bit of observation!" Zhu Hao said casually and continued to walk forward.

　　Yu Huatian stopped in place and glanced at Zhu Hao's back.

　　This ninth prince is so hidden!

　　……

　　Passing through the imperial garden, which is like spring all year round, Zhu Hao's steps suddenly stopped.

　　However, Yu Huatian stepped up and came up, saying in Zhu Hao's ear: "Ninth prince wait a moment, go ahead and report to the little one!"

　　After saying that, he went first.

　　After a while, he hurried back and said, "Ninth Prince, Your Majesty has a request!"

　　Zhu Hao nodded, took a deep breath, and stepped forward.

　　Turning a corner, Zhu Hao was slightly taken aback by the scene in front of him.

　　Stone tables and chairs, a pot of sake, and two or three maids.

　　Not far away is the beautiful Royal Lake, and on the edge of the lake, a man in a dragon robe is facing the lake with his back to him.

　　The figure was not tall, and there was no extra movement.

　　Just standing there quietly, there is a monstrous coercion blowing towards the face, making people unable to help worship.

　　There is no doubt that this... is the ruler of the Ming Empire, Emperor Ming!

　　Zhu Hao has practiced the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art, and the sky can also be swallowed, with ambition and domineering in his heart.

　　Although Huangwei is strong, he is still standing still.

　　With a calm face, he bowed slightly and saluted: "My son, I have seen the emperor!".

Chapter 5

　　Emperor Ming turned around slowly and looked at Zhu Hao thoughtfully.

　　This young son, whom he has not seen for a long time, has undergone some kind of change that he cannot detect.

　　The first is cultivation. In the past, Zhu Hao had never even cultivated his sense of qi, and the weak aura could be clearly seen at a glance.

　　But now, the cultivation base is also invisible, but it gives people an unfathomable feeling.

　　At first glance, it looks like a mortal person, but if you feel it carefully, it is as difficult to understand as looking at flowers in the fog.

　　Really weird.

　　The second is posture. The former Zhu Hao stood in front of the Emperor Ming, trembling with cold hands and feet, and trembling when he spoke.

　　He couldn't bear the coercion of the emperor that Ming Huang radiated all the time.

　　He didn't even dare to look up and look at the Emperor Ming.

　　Now, he is neither humble nor arrogant, standing in front of him as steady as Mount Tai.

　　His eyes were as calm as the cold spring accumulated under the iceberg of Wanren, without waves or ripples.

　　Another example is Wang Yang's reefs in the sea, no matter how the waves swept and beat, he remained motionless, neither sad nor happy.

　　Similarly, Zhu Hao is also looking at his father in this life.

　　Its appearance is handsome, but more of it is omnipresent and majestic.