Seeking Immortals

  Chapter 7 Good Die

   It has been twelve years since Taikang.

   "My lady, slow down."

  Li Qing carefully supported Concubine Qi for a walk in the cold palace.

  Concubine Qi has been in the cold palace for three years, her cheeks are rosy, her complexion is good, and she is obviously living a good life.

  Her day is coming.

  Three years ago, after the Empress Dowager fell and broke a bone overnight, although she still held power, her health deteriorated day by day.

  Old man, don’t fall.

  At the beginning, the Empress Dowager received foreign officials on time every day, then once every three days, and now only once every half a month.

   According to rumors, the Empress Dowager collapsed within a few days.

  After the death of the Empress Dowager, Emperor Taikang took power and governed in person, Concubine Qi was able to get out of the cold palace and reunite with the eldest son of the emperor.

   Concubine Qi might not be able to earn a queen. Although Emperor Taikang was established in the year of Emperor Taikang, she has never been established.

  Emperor Taikang could have established a queen, but the queen can only be a puppet designated by the empress dowager, it is better not to.

  Emperor Taikang and Concubine Qi are waiting for the death of the Empress Dowager.

  Li Qing is also waiting for the Empress Dowager to die.

  If you die, you can practice Roushui Qiduanjin. After all, Roushui Qiduanjin is the technique used by Ming Wei to assassinate the Empress Dowager. Li Qing really dare not practice it if the Empress Dowager is not dead.

   All the funeral matters in the palace have been prepared, but it is a pity that he, a cold palace eunuch, cannot go to the banquet.

  Twelve years of Taikang, Guimao month, Gengchen day.

   Yi, burial, sacrifice, encoffining, moving the coffin, don't take anything else, break the ground, plug the hole.

  Ji, everything is inappropriate.

   At the next moment, in the direction of the Compassionate Ning Palace, a group of courtiers and eunuchs and court ladies suddenly cried bitterly: "The Empress Dowager...The Empress Dowager...The Empress Dowager."

  Then, the cry spread from the Palace of Compassion to Ning to the Six Courts of the Three Palaces, then to the Palace of Mental Cultivation, and finally to the Leng Palace.

  Li Qing immediately took out the meals that he hadn't eaten at noon, arranged them on twelve plates, and ate them in big mouthfuls.

   "Today's food is really delicious, the kitchen **** is good at cooking."

   "The Empress Dowager collapsed, why did you still eat it?" Zhang Yong looked at Li Qing in puzzlement, stretched out his hand to pick a piece of chicken, and pulled it into his mouth.

  Li Qing smiled lightly. If he had the ability, he would even think of blowing the trumpet and playing the erhu in front of the empress dowager's coffin instead of simply having a table.

   Quickly finished the meal and burped again.

  I feel comfortable.

  Unfortunately, it would be great if I could eat this meal with Concubine Ming.

  This person has to endure. He doesn’t even need to touch his hands, and the other party just lies down.

   Walking out of the duty room, everyone in the cold palace was crying.

   Jimao Wing Room.

   "The Empress Dowager!" Concubine Chu burst into tears with snot in her nose, and she cried unbelievably. She belongs to the Empress Dowager's faction. When the Empress Dowager is gone, the blue sky will also disappear.

  Five years ago, Concubine Chu kicked Li Qing's ass, and then she was out of the cold palace, and she was thrown into the cold palace again a year ago, which belongs to the second entry palace.

  Perhaps, it's time for Li Qing to take revenge.

  Binghai Wing Room.

   "Woooo..." Concubine Qi sobbed softly, dabbing some saliva on the corners of her eyes from time to time, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

   Wuyou Wing Room.

   "Dead? It's a good death. I didn't expect the old hag to die in front of this palace." This is a concubine who is free from power struggles, and she will not go out whoever is in power.

  Li Qing walked carefully to a corner of the Lenggong Garden, and took out the small box that had been hidden for seven years.

   "Time flies by like a flash, seven years in the blink of an eye, and I am twenty-three."

   "But it's okay, I have a hundred lifetimes of time, and time is my greatest asset, so I can afford to wait."

   "Starting tonight, I will officially practice Roushui Qiduanjin!"

  …

  The empress dowager died, and the whole country observed filial piety on the 27th day.

   During the period, banquets are prohibited, but vegetarian food is not required.

   The meals in the cold palace are as usual.

  As soon as night fell, the cold palace was quiet, and all the chess and card games in the past were gone.

  Li Qing specially separated a small single room in the corner of the dormitory, and in the single room was placed a person-high wooden tank full of water.

  Wooden vat, used for practicing Roushui Qiduanjin.

The core of Roushui Qiduanjin is to transform the soft power of water into internal force. There are seven brocade appearances in total, and each brocade appearance is a special posture. Li Qing needs to pose the brocade appearance posture in the wooden vat, and then run the Roushui Qiduanjin mental method. Slowly transform the soft power of water into internal power.

"Xiao Lizi, those of us who can be assigned to the cold palace can be said to be poor in martial arts talent, and have no future in martial arts. The eunuchs who are still in charge of martial arts, they are as good as us for three years a year." Wang Li looked at the water tank, Puzzled.

  Seven years have passed, and Wang Li, the oldest, is already forty-five, showing signs of aging on his face.

   "Come on slowly, martial arts is not for fighting and killing, martial arts preserve one's health, I am weak, I want to live a few more years." Li Qing slowly took off his clothes, ready to enter the water.

   "It's up to you." Wang Li shook his head and left.

  The other eunuchs looked at it, and they lost interest, so they fell asleep.

  As for the source of Li Qing's skills, the others didn't ask if they were interested. Most of them guessed that Li Qing's skills came from Concubine Qi, after all, Concubine Qi valued Li Qing very much.

  Li Qing reported to the Martial Supervisor three years ago about his martial arts practice, and he randomly filled in Yinshui Gong in his exercises.

  The **** in the palace only needs to report the realm after the realm breaks through.

  Li Qing didn't learn Roushui Qiduanjin before, not because he was worried about the Martial Supervisor, but because he was worried about the Empress Dowager.

  Beside the empress dowager, there should be someone who remembers Mingwei's skills. Now that the empress dowager dies, the people around her will naturally fall down and scatter, and no one will pursue the past.

  As for the Holy One, even if he knew that Li Qing practiced Mingwei Kungfu, he wouldn't care about it, and maybe he would think about others when he saw things.

  Li Qing can practice with peace of mind.

  Enter the water tank, arrange the brocade, and run the mental method, and the water circles Li Qing's physical body.

  After half a month of hard work, Li Qing finally condensed a wisp of internal energy.

   "My qualifications..."

   "Ming Wei said that for those who practice Roushui Qiduanjin, it is normal for ordinary people to condense a ray of internal energy in five days, for those who are talented, it is a ray of internal energy for three days, and for those who are extremely talented, it is a ray of internal energy for a day."

  Generally speaking, talented people can get through a serious discipline after a year of hard work.

   In other words, a hundred strands of internal force have been connected to a serious one.

  Li Qing calculated that it would take five years for him to get through a serious path and be promoted to a third-rate expert.

   "It's only been five years, it seems to be not bad."

   It only takes thirty years to become a second-rate master if you master the six principles.

  It has only been sixty years since he has mastered the twelve classics and was promoted to the first class.

   "Days, there is hope."

  …

  Time slowly advances towards the end of the filial piety period.

  The twenty-seventh day and night of the empress dowager's filial piety.

  Lenggong, Binghai Wing Room.

   "Your Majesty, the make-up is done. Your Majesty will be very happy when he sees it." The palace maid Mingyue carefully painted Concubine Qi's makeup.

  The empress dowager's filial piety period is over at the time of You. Once the filial piety is over, the Holy Majesty will invite Concubine Qi out of the cold palace to get together as soon as possible.

  Concubine Qi was pregnant when she entered the cold palace for the second time, so she specially brought along the maid of honor Mingyue to accompany her.

   "The emperor's son is three years old, but I haven't even seen him face to face." Concubine Qi was a little sad at this moment.

   "I'll see you later." Mingyue smiled.

   "Yes." Concubine Qi looked carefully at the bronze mirror, for fear that her makeup might look indecent.

only.

   Concubine Qi waited from Youshi to Zishi, but she didn't wait for Emperor Taikang's imperial edict.

   After a short time, there was a loud bang, which suddenly came from the direction of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the sound shocked the entire palace.

   "Escort!"

   "Escort!"

  The imperial palace became chaotic in an instant, teams of guards poured out from various palace gates, and eunuchs from Shangwujian were all dispatched.

   "Open the door, open the door, open the door to our house."

  Outside the cold palace, there was a loud knock on the door.

  The **** Wang Li and others were awakened in their sleep, and Li Qing was also interrupted by the chaotic sounds from all around him.

  Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay:

   "What happened?"

"have no idea."

   "It seems that Director Gu is knocking on the door of the cold palace."

  Gu Zhangshi, who was in charge of the eunuchs from the seventh rank, is also the real head of the eunuchs in the Lenggong Palace. He usually does not come to the Lenggong Palace, but only serves as a consul under the chief eunuch.

  (end of this chapter)