It is not for nothing that Zhu Youxiao thinks so, he is in the palace at the moment, so he naturally knows the origin of Concubine Gong, her father is a junior officer, and then he was admitted to the martial arts examination, and served in the Jinyi Wei Hundred Households, and the family also moved from Zuowei to Beijing. Born in a military family for generations, and can be admitted to the martial arts examination, no one believes that Concubine Wang Gongfei's father has no real skills.

Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that Zhu Youxiao has such speculation. It's just that to his disappointment, Concubine Wang Gong took out not a cheat, but a short sword.

The short sword was only about forty centimeters long, and the outside was a dark shark skin scabbard, and some dirt spots were stained on the scabbard, as if this short sword was an antique that had just been opened from the soil.

After trembling and grabbing Zhu Youxiao's right hand, Concubine Wang Gong stuffed the short sword into his hand.

"Grandmother, this is ......." Zhu Youxiao asked with some astonishment.

"This is the ...... my father gave me after I entered the palace" Concubine Wang Gong gently stroked the scabbard, wiped off the dust on it, and the memory on her old face was a little indescribably tender, "It is said that when I encounter any injustice, I can be happy!" ”

Hearing this, Zhu Youxiao somewhat understood that the effect of this short sword was somewhat similar to that of the People's Liberation Army's glorious bullet, which was used to commit suicide at the last moment.

When he understood it clearly, he couldn't help touching the cold sweat on his forehead, what a thick nerve this father had, and he actually gave such a murder weapon to Concubine Wang Gong, who was still a teenage girl. Is this death or death?

If something happens, the consequences are ......

Thinking of the depths, he couldn't help but be afraid, and his body trembled involuntarily. He raised his head and looked at Zhu Changluo, his cheap father was also pale, and in this misty temperature, dense beads of sweat appeared on Zhu Changluo's forehead.

Zhu Changluo really didn't expect that his mother would hide such a weapon by his side.

Only Concubine Wang Gong, who grabbed Zhu Youxiao's arm with some puzzlement and asked%3A, "Why is my grandson so flustered!" ”

"............" looked at the ignorance on the other party's face, Zhu Youxiao didn't even have the strength to complain, and finally had to say %3A, "Grandma, I'm fine." ”

At the same time, there was a faint crisis in his heart, Concubine Wang Gong, such a down-and-out concubine, can have a weapon in the palace, so what about the other concubines and eunuchs, what will they hide in the palace?

The palace is in chaos!

"This harem of the Ming Dynasty is simply a sieve!" After figuring out the meaning behind this matter, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but curse in his heart, "When I ascend the throne, I must clean up the entire Ouchi, it's too dangerous!" ”

And Concubine Wang Gong still didn't realize it, after knowing that her grandson was fine, she gently wiped the short sword again, and then handed it to Zhu Youxiao.

"Uh...... This is for me? Zhu Youxiao was a little stunned in his heart, he thought that this was the cheap father that Concubine Wang Gong gave him.

"Naturally, it's for you, your father was a little cowardly and afraid of things, and although he has changed a little when he grows up, he still doesn't dare to let him see blood. This sword is for you, and it's for your defense! Concubine Wang Gong's godless eyes looked straight at him, like a witch in a fairy tale, as if she had foreseen something.

Feeling the firmness of the other party, Zhu Youxiao did not hesitate, took the short sword with his right hand, and held it tightly in his hand. As for Zhu Changluo, who was commented on by his mother next to him, he was a little embarrassed. Anyone who is called cowardly in front of his son will not be in a good mood, but the person who said him is his mother, and he can't do anything but be embarrassed.

"My child is precious!" Concubine Wang Gong said a little choked. Seeing that Zhu Youxiao took the short sword, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore and cried. Just without waiting for the two opposites to react, she turned around and walked inside with the support of the old palace maid.

"Mother's !!" Zhu Changluo called softly, stretched out his hand and grabbed it ahead, as if he wanted to grab something, but in the end he put it down weakly.

"Mother, don't worry, our mother and son will meet one day after all." Looking at his lonely mother, Zhu Changluo said with a firm face, and when he said this, his face was full of hope.

Only Zhu Youxiao next to him, with a gloomy face, this gentle and strong woman will leave this year I don't know when she will leave.

After the father and son stood for a while, they left in a hurry, and they had to rush to the Qianqing Palace.

The two of them didn't say a word, and moved forward silently, but the more they walked, the more weird Zhu Changluo became. Looking at this, his son, who has not understood since he was a child, does not seem to plan to leave by himself, but wants to go with him.

How can this work! This is absolutely not a no-go!

Seeing that he was about to walk to the place where he came in, Zhu Changluo began to slow down, walking slower and slower, and at the same time brewing in his heart, to see how to drive this fart away.

Although he once hoped that this eldest son could follow him as he is now.

It's just that just as he was about to speak, Zhu Youxiao's words came over lightly, holding back his words!

"How did Father get in?" Looking up at his little face, Zhu Youxiao looked at him with an ignorant expression.

Zhu Changluo didn't know how to answer now, could it be that he came in through a dog hole? And this dog hole was still something he had worked so hard to find?

"How did you get into that school?" Embarrassed, he asked rhetorically, hoping that this son would be able to go back by himself.

"I stepped on Wei Zhongxian's back and climbed the wall to come in, the wall was too high, and I went out alone, so I wanted to walk with my father." Zhu Youxiao looked like he didn't know, but he secretly laughed in his heart, he could naturally see the other party's thoughts.

"Hey!" Looking at his son's short but sturdy body, and then at the tall palace wall, Zhu Changluo sighed a little gloomily, he had also tried to climb the wall, but he couldn't climb it.

"Let's go, let's go out with my father!" Zhu Changluo had no choice but to take Zhu Youxiao out together, and he was embarrassed by this face.

Turning a corner, he came to the wall of the palace where he had climbed in, and in the dark and shady corner, there was a gap, which was the dog's hole that he had found with great difficulty.

Under Zhu Youxiao's scorching gaze, Zhu Changluo lowered his face with a sad face, and slowly squeezed out of this gap with difficulty.

Now his face as a father is all lost. After coming out, Zhu Changluo's face was full of sadness, originally he didn't have much majesty in front of Zhu Youxiao, but now he lost the last point.

Of course, this majesty is his own feeling, in Zhu Youxiao's eyes, this cheap father is a tease. Knowing that he was not in good health, he had to take the medicine of the tiger and wolf to play with women, and he ended up with a whimper, not a teasing thing.

Learning from Zhu Changluo, Xiao Youxiao also lowered his body and drilled out of the gap, which was a bit crowded for Zhu Changluo, but it was very loose for him, and he climbed out at once.

"Father, let's go." When he came out, Zhu Youxiao looked at his cheap father who was sad and sad a little strangely, now is not the time to delay time.

"Wang Daban, you help my father tidy up his clothes." patted the residual snow on his body, and Zhu Youxiao instructed Wang An, who was standing next to him.

"Yes, sir." Wang An replied with low eyebrows.

"Chitose Master, the little master is out, let's go." Wang An stepped forward, patted the remnant snow on Zhu Changluo's body, and then whispered a word, waking Zhu Changluo up from his grief.

After coming back to his senses, Zhu Changluo faced his son shamelessly, and took the lead in walking briskly towards the Qianqing Palace.

Seeing the other party like this, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but feel a little funny, but he didn't dare to tease him again. After hiding the dagger close to his body, he also followed.

In the Qianqing Palace, the lights are bright, and countless young palace maids shuttle back and forth, offering all kinds of delicacies and aged wines.

"I'm here from school, come to me." As soon as Wanli, who was sitting on the main seat, saw Zhu Youxiao coming in, he immediately smiled and beckoned him over.

As for Zhu Changluo next to him, he ignored it and pretended not to see it. This scene made countless princes and princesses, concubines and ladies next to him extremely jealous, and even Concubine Zheng Guifei bit her silver teeth and looked at the little guy with hatred.

"Come and tell Grandpa Huang where you are going to play tonight." Wanli smiled and took Zhu Youxiao's little hand and asked him to sit next to him, and Zhu Youxiao was also well-behaved, snuggled up to Wanli, and began to make up stories.

The New Year of the thirty-ninth year of Wanli ended in Zhu Youxiao's well-behavedness, and after enjoying countless envious, jealous and hateful eyes, he came out of the Qianqing Palace again.

"Cheng'en, have you sent New Year's gifts to the two teachers?" Rubbing his eyes, Zhu Youxiao asked with a tired face.

"Everyone sent it over last night, and this is a thank you sheet written by the two teachers." Wang Chengen handed over two red copies.

Zhu Youxiao opened it and saw that it was all some festive words of gratitude for his death, and after looking at it casually, he threw it back again. If he did, he would be a three-year-old child.

After leaving the Qianqing Gate, Zhu Youxiao did not return to Ciqing Palace, but went to the Imperial Horse Prison Duty Room and practiced martial arts in that small courtyard.

In the lonely and cold morning, the breath turned into fog, and the cold air made Zhu Youxiao's somewhat hot mind suddenly clear and his mind clear.

He slowly opened his posture and began to practice the basic things taught by Qi Jin and Yu Zhigao one by one. With a clear mind, he vaguely felt a different charm from these things.

He was a soldier in his previous life, and later a policeman, naturally %5C(%5Eo%5E)%2F has been in contact with fighting, but the practice is not deep enough, but some basic concepts and views are still known, at this moment in contact with the traditional secret skills of the ancient Chinese Jiangmen family, under the mutual corroboration, there is a different kind of understanding.

After slowly realizing it for a while, he stood for a while, and now this pile work has gradually integrated into his daily life, sitting, lying and walking, all according to the requirements of the pile work.

According to Yu Zhigao's statement, he will practice this pile gong until he is about ten years old, and then change the way of practice. The human body is constantly developing and changing, and naturally, as a way to strengthen the body, it is essential to work hard and have to change. And ten years old is about the time when boys begin to develop.

Everything has already been planned for him by the two grandmasters, and he just needs to follow the rules.

This is the convenience of being in the royal family, if it is an ordinary family, where can he have the opportunity to get such guidance.

After finishing work, he touched the short sword in his arms again, just now he took the time to look at it, this is really an extremely sophisticated weapon, you can't sharpen iron like mud, but you can still blow your hair and break your hair.

He intended to carry the dagger with him every day for self-defense, and in the midst of the dangerous palace, he had to have a last resort.