Chapter 107: Strict

Fang Yu nodded and said, "Although we can't fully confirm it yet, it's at least worth a try." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"That's great!" Rong Qing's smile at this time was from the heart.

The victory in the court can only make him sneer, only one scheming triumphs over another; Victory on the battlefield can only make him smile bitterly, because no matter what kind of victory is paved with the blood of the victims. Only at this time did Rong Qing smile from the bottom of his heart, lamenting God's mercy and favor for him.

"My preliminary speculation is that it may be the Qingshan Sect's mental method in Yun'er's body that hurt her." Fang Yu continued.

"Qingshan faction mind? How? The emperor, Yun'er and I all learned this mental method together, so why we have nothing to do. Rong Qing asked puzzled.

"Has the prince forgotten that the martial arts of the Qingshan faction have been passed down from men to women since ancient times?"

"This is true, and it is precisely because of this rule that the master only taught Ruoyun the heart method after all, but did not teach martial arts."

"That's right, because no woman has studied it, so there is no way to know how the woman reacted after learning this mental method." Fang Yu saw that Rong Qing still didn't understand very well, and further explained, "Ruoyun is extremely talented, and her comprehension of the mental method is also extremely thorough, after she has learned the mental method, she will quickly run this mental method through the meridians of the whole body. Although she doesn't know martial arts, whenever she needs to concentrate or when the situation is urgent, this mental method will unconsciously work in her body. But what no one has known is that the Qingshan School's mental method is too strong, and it is only suitable for men to practice. If a woman cultivates, she will be hurt by the mental method because her physique is not as healthy as that of a man. ”

"I see, no wonder the martial arts of the Qingshan faction have always been passed on to men and not women." Rong Qing gradually understood the meaning of the oracle.

"If Yun's physique is weak, coupled with the fact that he gave birth at a young age and is depressed, it will inevitably hurt his heart even more."

"Now that we know the cause, how can we solve this disease?" Rong Qing asked.

"Don't be impatient, if Yun has practiced the Qingshan Mental Method since she was a child, and now this set of Mental Methodes has been running in her body for many years, if you want to get rid of it, I am afraid you will still have to take a certain risk."

"How much is the risk?"

"I'm 60% sure at the moment."

"Sixty percent?" Rong Qing frowned.

"Don't worry, Lord, sixty percent is a little less, so I let the prince slap me."

"Why is that?"

"The prince is also using the Qingshan Sect's mental method?"

"Of course."

"I want the prince to beat the internal force of the Qingshan Sect into my body, so that I can accurately understand the power and direction of this kind of mental method. You can be more confident when you are treated. ”

"Then I just need to use my strength to inject the internal force into your body."

"Nope." Fang Yu interrupted Rong Qing.

"Only when you hurt me can I know exactly what this mental method will do to people's bodies. Therefore, the prince's palm must use at least seven points of force. ”

"Fang Yu!" Rong Qing looked at the man in front of him who loved Ruoyun wholeheartedly, and lost his mind for a while.

"Lord Wang, are you willing?"

"Yun'er treats you like this, you can do this to her, how can I not be willing? I just wronged you. ”

"Thank you so much, Lord Wang." Fang Yuyun smiled lightly.

"Master, tomorrow Yan Ming, the prince of the southwest, will enter Beijing." Lin Zimu reported.

"This southwest king has been stationed in the southwest frontier for generations, and he is said to be a prince of the Daluo Dynasty, but he has never taken the emperor to heart. Sending his son to the capital this time is definitely not that simple. ”

"What do you mean, sir?"

"There's no hurry, we just have to wait...... Occasion. Lin Mu narrowed his eyes and pinched his fingers, which showed that he was thinking.

"Shizi, Shizi, Shizi run slower, no matter how fast we are, we won't be able to catch up."

"What are you anxious about, I just think that the scenery of this north is very different from ours. Just look around. Yan Ming frowned, very dissatisfied with the group of people behind him.

"Shizi, I will go to the capital tomorrow. There will be ministers sent by the emperor to greet the prince, and the prince must not lose his dignity at that time. ”

"Oops, I know, I know, it's annoying." After that, Yan Ming ran away again.

"Alas, the son, the son...... That's how it can be good. ”

"Hurry up and chase it, the prince has given a death order, and he must let the prince arrive in the capital safely."

In the capital in early spring, it is the most windy, and a team of neat and solemn, flying flags stands in front of the city gate. Rong Qing rode a jujube red war horse, looking at the south, his expression was faint.

"Lord Wang, report from the front, the team of the prince of the southwest is about to have half a cup of tea."

"Got it."

Soon, a team of about 100 people wearing animal skin armor and waving the flag of the Southwest King appeared in front of Rong Qing.

The leader of the team was Yan Ming, the prince of the southwest king. Yan Ming's grandfather was Yan Jin, the previous king of the southwest.

Rigor has two sons, the eldest son Yan Ji and the second son Yan Shi.

Yan Ji is Yan Ming's father, he was the best candidate for this term of the king of the southwest, but when Yan Ming was ten years old, he suddenly died of illness. Leaving Yan Ming and his mother, orphans and widows, dependent on each other.

After Yan Ji died, Yan Shi took Yan Ming's mother and son to his house, and soon, Yan Ming's mother also went with his father because she missed her deceased husband too much.

Yan Ming grew up in Yan Shifu since he was a child, Yan Ming is broad-minded, attaches great importance to love and righteousness, and suddenly suffered a change in his family at a young age. But he is gentle by nature, and in addition, Yan Shi only has three daughters and no children under his knees. Yan Ming is still the only candidate for the next king of the southwest. As a son, he has always been taken care of. But also live happily and freely.

When he got closer, Yan Ming dismounted according to the courtesy, "Yan Ming, the prince of the southwest, meet Prince Rong Qing!" ”

"The prince has worked hard all the way, no need to be polite!" Under the sun, Rong Qing smiled slightly, as if making the cold wind seem a lot milder.

"The emperor has already set up a banquet in the palace, prince, let me enter the palace."

"Yes, Yan Ming is all arranged by the prince."

The forbidden army team brought by Rong Qing protected Yan Ming's men and horses in the middle, and Rong Qing and Yan Ming slowly rode their horses in the middle. Yan Ming was respectful, half a horse slower than Rong Qing.

Although Yan Ming has no scheming, he is also decent, and after a short meeting, Rong Qing's impression of him along the way is quite good.

Maybe he was used to the intrigue between the court and China, and the simplicity of Yan Ming made Rong Qing feel a lot easier.

If he hadn't lived in a royal family, a person like Yan Ming would have spent his life quietly and happily! Thinking like this, Rong Qing couldn't help but look at Yan Ming a few more times.

"The emperor and the prince of the southwest have entered Beijing."

"Know, according to the plan, the safety of the prince must be guaranteed, and no matter what, he can't be allowed to die in the capital."

"It has been arranged according to the emperor's wishes."

"You can't look too closely, and on the surface you still have to give them some hope. We should always move first when we need to move. ”