Chapter Seventy-Four: I'm Sorry, Thank You
Li Yuanhao's injury recovered quickly, the day before he was just able to lie down and sit, and the day after he was able to walk on the ground, which made the two children waiting by his side amazed, and sighed that the immortal physique was really amazing, so he was more convinced of Li Yuanhao's immortal identity and was fascinated.
And the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty also wanted to show the demeanor of a master who did not eat fireworks in the world in front of the two children, and satisfied the vanity of His Majesty the Emperor who always wanted to be a master in the world, but Xuan'er's cooking was too delicious, and Li Yuanhao's eating appearance had nothing to do with the world's masters, so one moment he pretended to sit cross-legged and talked to the two children, and the next moment he showed his original form, holding the steaming green onion cake with both hands, inhaling the cool air, and eating with relish.
Every now and then, Fang Zheng would pat his brows and comfort himself: "This is a fairy without a shelf, rare, rare." Compared with Fangzheng's restrained and rational worship of Li Yuanhao, Xingjie is obviously much more blind, and the thing he thinks about the most every day is to kowtow to recognize the master, ask the gods to accept the disciples, and let the disciples be cows and horses, and they can serve feces and urine.
Li Yuanhao is particularly concerned about accepting apprentices, in the deepest and deepest part of her heart, she still has a little desire to open a sect, but this desire has nothing to do with hoeing the strong and helping the weak, and the inheritance of justice, it is purely an extension of His Majesty's dream of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
Reaching out and touching the heads of Fang Zheng and Xingjie, Li Yuanhao thought about it, one day these two boys walked the rivers and lakes, before hoeing the strong and helping the weak, they first reported my name, and then the bright light sword was unsheathed. Thinking of this, His Majesty the Emperor had a silly smile on his face, beautiful, beautiful.
Fang Zheng and Xingjie looked at each other, this is another hobby of the immortals, in a daze, often because of a certain sentence or a casual action, they are thousands of miles away, and they laugh stupidly.
However, there was a bit of a difference when receiving the two apprentices of Fang Zheng and Xingjie, mainly because His Majesty the Emperor and the little eunuch Yu Qing had a disagreement on the qualifications of the two children.
Li Yuanhao thinks that Xingjie's bones are better, as soon as he looks at this child's body, he is strong, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, thick arms, legs and feet, and his strength is much greater than that of the thin Fangzheng, of course, Xingjie's qualifications are better, on the other hand, Fangzheng, not to mention the thin body, his eyes don't seem to be very good, when night falls, let him go and light the oil lamp, the little guy tiptoes, stretches out his head, and stabs him with the fire fold for a long time, and he doesn't light the oil lamp.
Yu Qing held the opposite reason with His Majesty the Emperor, thinking that Fangzheng has infinite potential, natural enlightenment, more in line with the way of heaven, and unlimited achievements in the future, it is possible to open a sect and establish a sect, and walk out of a brilliant heavenly way, which can be compared with the three peers of the previous generation, as for Xingjie, you can take the vein of muscles and bones, if you are diligent, you can faintly see that the divine heavenly realm is already the limit, even if it is a coincidence, you are hit by great luck, you can step into the divine heavenly realm, that is, the peak of the cultivation realm, if you want to go further, it is difficult to climb to the sky.
Li Yuanhao stubbornly held his opinion, that is, he thought that Xingjie had higher potential, and he wanted Xingjie to be a senior brother, Fang Zheng was the little junior brother, snorted coldly, raised his chin, little eunuch, what can you do with me.
Yu Qing smiled and shook his head: "Your Majesty is right, Xingjie has higher potential, and the slave is clumsy, far less than Your Majesty's wisdom." β
Li Yuanhao snorted, unhappy: "Yu Qing, listening to your tone, it seems that you are not convinced?"
Yu Qing smiled again and shook his head again: "No, the slave is convinced, and his five bodies are on the ground." β
Li Yuanhao stared at Yu Qing: "You are still not convinced, I want to convince you." Come on, go and call General Hong in, I want to let the Great Wei Fist God pass through and see who has higher potential!"
Hong Xiguan walked into the tent, clasped his hands into fists, understood the reason why His Majesty the Emperor summoned him, his eyes swept between the two children, and he stretched out his finger and pointed at the thin Fangzheng: "This child has more potential." β
Xuan'er, who was waiting on the side, burst out laughing, the little eunuch put his hands in his sleeves, trembling his feet, and squinted at the sky, the slave didn't say anything, General Hong said.
Li Yuanhao was furious, suddenly felt faceless, and glanced at Hong Xiguan: "Come on, come on, invite General Han, who is the first in the world to use guns, to face the saint!"
Not long after, Han Xianba, who was dressed in armor, walked into the tent, and after understanding the intention, he also swept the two children, Li Yuanhao was slightly nervous, and reminded loudly: "General Han can see it carefully, don't jump to conclusions." β
Han Xianba clasped his hands into fists: "Your Majesty, this child named Fang Zheng has greater potential." β
Li Yuanhao was deflated, like an eggplant beaten by frost in autumn, slumped on the soft collapse, and waved his hand weakly: "You all stand down, I want to be quiet, and don't ask who Jingjing is." β
Hong Xiguan and Han Xianba bowed their heads and exited the tent, two burly men with seven feet of dignity, side by side could not walk out of the narrow door of the tent, the two humbled each other a few back and forth, and in the end it was Han Xianba who went first, and Hong Xiguan second.
Walking out of the camp, Han Xianba shook his head and smiled bitterly, and Hong Xiguan also smiled: "General Han is not used to His Majesty's style of doing things?"
Han Xianba took off his iron helmet, and his black hair flew: "It's not that I'm not used to it, but it's not weird." β
Hong Xiguan laughed: "Does General Han sometimes think that His Majesty's behavior is naΓ―ve and absurd?"
Han Xianba took a step forward: "Childishness and absurdity are facts and cannot be refuted, but all of Your Majesty's words and deeds have become reality. Ten years of layout to kill the general, the result is really killed, single into the academy, the whole body retreated, to break the Confucian Buddha corpse ten thousand pieces, the final academy worship only one head, if every time the naΓ―ve absurdity is put into practice, the real naΓ―ve absurdity should be those who laugh at His Majesty. β
Hong Xiguan nodded, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Han Xianba: "So General Han believes in His Majesty's promise?"
"Trustworthy. To tell the truth, when Han Yuanfeng entered Beijing in three years, and the Empress Dowager, His Majesty, and Zhao Duling set up a plan to trap and kill the Tai Domain, the Empress Dowager once promised Han to give Han a chance to fight a fair duel with Zhao Xuanji, the Empress Dowager died of illness and returned to heaven, Zhao Dou led the battle to the north of the Great Wall, Han had been a little shaken, His Majesty ordered to enter the southern army of the town, there was only one sentence on it, and the promise was still counted!" Han Xianba patted his chest, and the holy decree written by Li Yuanhao himself has been put in his underwear.
Hong Xiguan glanced at Han Xianba, the massacre of Han Xianba's family by the generalissimo of the soldiers and horses of Western Chu was an extremely sensational thing back then, which directly led to the collapse of the Han family and indirectly promoted the establishment of the Western Chu state, but he was more concerned about another matter: "Listening to General Han's words, it seems that there is still an old ...... for the Lantai Domain"
Han Xianba stretched out his hand to stop Hong Xiguan: "General Hong doesn't have to care, it's true that the general leaked Han's family to Xichu, Han never regretted the arrangement of the booby trapping general, but after years of contact, the general's courage and cultivation and ability to lead troops are far better than Han, and Han respects General Tangtai." β
Hong Xiguan smiled slightly: "What does General Han think of Your Majesty?"
Han Xianba was stunned and sighed: "As a courtier, it is not wise to talk about the king behind your back. β
After speaking, stepping forward, Hong Xiguan couldn't help laughing again.
The king in the tent called the two children to his side with a black line, like pulling cabbage, and looked at the two children all over his body, and saw the soles of the little feet from the Tianling Gai, and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see why, how this skinny founder was so good, and he couldn't figure it out.
In the end, she asked the two children to put on shoes and socks, and said: "In the future, Xingjie will be the senior brother, and Fang is the junior brother." There is also the first door rule of this door, wash shoes and socks frequently on weekdays, and you must wash your feet before going to bed every night. β
The two children suddenly blushed like monkey buttocks, twisted and pinched, and didn't know what to do.
Xuan'er couldn't figure it out, she was a layman who practiced martial arts, and she couldn't tell the difference between the two children's bones, why was Her Majesty so powerful, and she couldn't tell the difference: "Yu Qing, what's going on?"
Yu Qing opened his mouth to explain: "Your Majesty is powerful, but it is more like a layman who doesn't know anything, the luck of the move is all based on experience, the intention is born from the heart, so that Your Majesty is okay in actual combat, if you teach others to practice martial arts, Your Majesty actually can't say the way out of the door, even if you look at the human roots, Your Majesty will not look at the luck of the acupoints, just by virtue of height and appearance." β
Xuan'er was confused: "Your Majesty is so strange." β
Yu Qing said with a smile: "There are many strange people in the world, and Your Majesty should be the strangest one." β
After some time, Li Yuanhao has been able to go down to the ground out of the tent to walk, every day at noon, when the sun is highest, she will be on crutches, out of the tent, move her muscles and bones, sure enough, as Yu Qing said, His Majesty the Emperor will not teach people to practice martial arts, and for the sake of face, I can only recall that I have read the romance before, first let the two of them also take a horse step, in the name of it, build infrastructure, polish the physique, absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, wash the physique, open up the two veins of Ren Du, and teach you the martial arts for the teacher is too domineering, you can only bear to practice this set of martial arts if you are physically strongγ
The two innocent children believed it to be true, and every day they sank their waists and stood on the edge of the river, practicing day and night, and they were very serious.
Li Yuanhao pretended to walk over, his voice was rough, he pointed a thing or two, turned his head and crooked his eyes, and smiled, like a little fox who had succeeded in his conspiracy, and when he looked up, he saw Liu Qing not far away.
Liu Shaoxia saw Li Yuanhao looking over, hurriedly straightened his clothes, combed his hair with both hands, walked in front of Li Yuanhao, pondered for a moment, and said hesitantly: "That, that, I'm sorry!"
After saying a word, his face turned red, he was a dignified seven-foot man, and he did it to a woman many times, and he was jealous, which really violated the code of conduct of a prairie man.
Li Yuanhao was stunned and smiled slightly: "Every time you fight, you are beaten to the ground by me, if you really can't talk about it, it should be me who says sorry to you." β
Liu Qing's face turned even redder, and he said discerningly: "There is only the Tai'an City Sacrifice Confucius Ceremony, you rely on the luck of the double dragon to win me once, and the battle in the town of Wolf Juxu Mountain is won or lost." β
Li Yuanhao stretched out his crutches and poked Liu Qing's ribs without warning, and the grassland talent sighed, lay down on his back, and scolded: "Li Yuanhao, you take advantage of the danger of others and make a black hand, you are really not a man!"
His Majesty the Emperor rolled his eyes, nonsense, I am not a man in the first place, you know: "Liu Shaoxia, remember, except for the time when I sacrificed to Confucius, this is the second time that I have beaten you to the ground." β
Liu Qing got up from the ground and rubbed his sore chest ribs, although Li Yuanhao had just recovered from a serious illness, if he wanted to deal with a waste person with a big hole sealed, it would not be too simple.
"Li Yuanhao, stop, I have something to say to you. Liu Qing shouted.
Li Yuanhao stopped his pace: "Do you want to apologize?"
"Master apologize for a fart!" Liu Qing shouted, thinking of Li Yuanhao's daughter's body, and his heart was a little confused: "That day, you fought fiercely with Kong Dao Buddha, and finally had a sword that was sent, with both form and spirit, and it was unobstructed, it was a sword move that captured the world's sword dao eight fights, and it could be compared to Huang Chunfeng's sword of a thousand miles." β
Li Yuanhao's face was as usual: "What is the purpose of saying so many praiseful words?"
Liu Qing smiled: "Do you remember the flow of breath and the handing out of moves at that time?"
Li Yuanhao shook his head, he didn't remember, he had a heart, he felt it, how the sword was stabbed, after the stabbing was made, how the breath of heaven and earth flowed, and how the sword move was delivered, she forgot it all.
Liu Qing smiled again and pointed to his head: "You don't remember, I'll remember it for you." After fighting with you a few times, you often have a few off-the-board moves, without warning, and subconsciously swing a few punches or a few swords, which practitioners often call unreasonable hands, and the sword you stab out also has a slight unreasonable feeling, and you can't remember it afterwards, which is also normal. Liu Qing became more and more proud: "Thank me, I wrote it down for you, and I also gave this sword a name, nine thousand miles! Hehe, amazing, domineering, do you want to learn? You beg me, I'll teach you as it is, how about it?"
Li Yuanhao didn't think about it, turned around and left.
Liu Qing shouted loudly behind his back: "Such a powerful sword move, and it is your originality, you don't want to take it for yourself and become your own special killer weapon?" Hey, don't go, I can promise you, after teaching you, I will forget all about the sword moves." β
Li Yuanhao stopped and didn't look back: "At that time, there was only one thought, in order to kill Kong Dao Buddha for Ding Yi, I didn't think about creating my own sword moves, since Kong Dao Buddha is dead, that set of sword moves is useless to me." After Ding Yi's death, I named him the king with a different surname, rewarded Jiuxi, entered the imperial mausoleum, and enjoyed the Taimiao, so that the children of the Salesian Bureau could live a good life, and went south to the river to kill Confucius Buddha. Revenge, happy, relieved of hatred, can do everything for Ding Yi, hey, in fact, it's useless at all, Ding Yi is still dead, can't live, then again, I just want to have a clear conscience, Ding Yi expected that I would take revenge, so I implanted a touch of sword qi in the body of Kong Dao Buddha, he is really good to me, and I, too selfish, not a good big sister. β
Liu Qing opened his mouth and closed it again.
Li Yuanhao raised the cane in his hand: "Nine thousand miles, it is indeed a good name, Ding Yi should like it, thank you." β