After all, Fu Beixing himself has already suffered the loss of not knowing martial arts, because he can't do martial arts, so he is restricted everywhere, and even needs the protection of others, so Fu Beixing also asked Fu Jun to learn martial arts from an early age.

"Back to my father, yesterday the master also praised his sons and ministers for their progress." Fu Jun thought about it and replied seriously.

Under the advice of the emperor, he has always hoped that he can become an excellent person, so whether in literature or martial arts, he has never slackened, as long as it is something that the master explains, he will work hard to do it.

"How about a performance for my father?" Fu Beixing proposed. Since Fu Jun's master praised him for his progress, Fu Beixing wanted to see if he had really improved.

Although Fu Beixing doesn't know martial arts, he has never eaten pork and watched pig runs, and he can still see the quality of martial arts. Taking this opportunity, he also wanted to see if the master he found for Fu Jun was serious about teaching or perfunctory.

Fu Beixing was worried that Fu Jun's master was jealous of Fu Jun's identity as the prince and was afraid that he would be injured, so he didn't teach him well.

This time, I can also take this opportunity to let myself have a good test and see how I have learned in the past few days.

"Okay." Fu Jun nodded.

Fu Jun left Fu Beixing's side, walked to the middle of the pavilion, and began to show Fu Beixing what he learned yesterday, Fu Beixing sat on the side, watching with great interest.

After the performance, Xiao Yinzi and Fu Jun's maids both applauded the venue. Fu Jun observed Fu Beixing's expression, he knew that he was the prince, and Xiao Yinzi and the maid were all cheering him on, whether it was good or not, Fu Beixing had to have the final say.

Fu Beixing nodded with satisfaction, and he beckoned to Fu Jun with a smile.

This kid is really good, I didn't expect to have such attainments in literature, and he is not inferior in martial arts, and he will definitely become a pillar of talent in the future.

"Come here." Fu Beixing said with a smile, thinking that he must praise this child well, and pay more attention to cultivating him in the future.

Fu Jun obediently walked to Fu Beixing's side. He raised his head and asked with an expectant face, "Father, how did the sons and daughters learn?" Some beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, it seemed that he was a little tired after exercising for so long, but he didn't say a word about the hard work.

Fu Beixing didn't answer immediately, he stretched out his hand to the maid standing on the side. The maid understood, took out a clean handkerchief from her arms and handed it to Fu Beixing.

Fu Beixing took it, and wiped Fu Jun's sweat, looking like a father and a son, and after seeing it, the people next to him were also envious.

"Huang'er has learned well, and if he really makes progress, as long as he practices diligently, he will definitely be as powerful as your Uncle Lian when he grows up." Fu Beixing saw that Fu Jun was looking forward to his comment, so he finally opened his mouth and praised it.

The child still has to praise him a lot, praise him a lot, he also knows where he does well and what he doesn't do well, and he will pay more attention to this matter in the future.

"Really? Father, can the sons and daughters really be as powerful as Uncle Lian in the future? Hearing Fu Beixing talk about Fu Qinglian, Fu Jun's eyes immediately lit up.

Fu Jun has admired Fu Qinglian since he was a child, and has an excellent relationship with Fu Qinglian. Fu Jun's greatest wish is to become a person like Fu Qinglian, so when he heard Fu Beixing praise him for being as powerful as Fu Qinglian when he grows up, he immediately came to his senses.

"Really." Fu Qinglian hooked Fu Jun's nose, "I heard that your Uncle Lian was so happy, I don't know, I think your Uncle Lian is your father!" Fu Beixing deliberately teased him.

When Fu Jun heard this, he lowered his head and smiled embarrassedly. Although he is Fu Beixing's son, it does not affect his worship of Fu Qinglian at all.

"Father, when will Uncle Lian come back?" Xiao Fu Jun suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Fu Qinglian for a long time, so he asked. When Fu Qinglian was there, he could occasionally teach him martial arts, but now, only the master can teach him.

It's not that the master doesn't teach well, but Fu Jun thinks that Fu Qinglian is more powerful, so he prefers Fu Qinglian to teach him.

"It should be soon, he should be able to return to Beijing in a few days." Fu Beixing thought for a moment and replied.

"Great!" When Fu Jun heard this, he jumped up happily.

"Father, when Uncle Lian comes back, I want Uncle Lian to teach me martial arts." Fu Jun said happily.

"Okay, well, when your Uncle Lian comes back, you can do whatever you want him to do." Fu Beixing touched Fu Jun's head dotingly, with a smile on his face.

"Father, the emperor will go back to the imperial study first, and you can study here." Fu Beixing got up and said to Fu Jun.

"Erchen knows, Erchen respects his father, and his father walks slowly." Fu Jun looked at Fu Beixing's back and saluted respectfully.

Fu Beixing walked back, while remembering what happened before, he was also forced to learn martial arts by the former emperor in the past, but he never liked these things, but liked to study quietly.

For him, it is a great pleasure to be able to find a secluded place by himself and stay well, as for these things of dancing knives and guns, it has never been his pursuit.

"Jun'er, that kid, it's not like me at all, I don't like to practice martial arts at all, when I was a child, the first emperor sent someone to teach me to practice martial arts, I made all kinds of trouble, but I didn't want to learn, and then the first emperor had no choice but to give up." Fu Beixing recalled as he walked.

Thinking of what happened before, Fu Beixing still regretted it a little in his heart, thinking that he should have learned a trick and a half back then, otherwise he would not be so restrained in the palace now.

After listening to the emperor's words, Xiao Yinzi didn't say anything, but just deliberately ridiculed.

"Xu is little prince saw that King Jing's martial arts were so powerful, so he became as powerful as King Jing." Xiao Yinzi said with a smile.

Fu Beixing also felt that what Xiao Yinzi said now made sense, and it was a good thing for children to learn a little martial arts to defend themselves and protect themselves.

"It's okay, if you learn martial arts, you can at least protect yourself, unlike me, I don't know any martial arts at all, if there is no one around to protect me, I can only let others slaughter you." Fu Beixing sighed.

"The emperor is in this palace, there are so many people protecting him, even if he doesn't know martial arts, he can be safe and sound." Xiao Yinzi said.

Fu Beixing didn't speak, just walked forward silently. He regretted a little, regretted that he didn't learn martial arts well when he was a child, and complained a little, complaining that the first emperor was so used to him, if the first emperor had forced him to learn martial arts, he wouldn't have no martial arts at all now.

It's just that he can only blame himself for making people.

Prime Minister's Office.

"What? None of them came back? Meng Zhendong patted the table and asked in surprise. The spies came to report that Meng Zhendong sent a hundred black-clothed people to assassinate Fu Qinglian, but until now, none of them have returned.

He gritted his teeth in anger, he didn't expect that he had filmed so many people going out, but in the end, none of them came back, and there was even one person who fell into Fu Qinglian's hands and became a handle.

"Back to Meng Xiang, no one has returned." The spy repeated.

"This Fu Qinglian is really fateful, so many people sent have not killed him, I am afraid that the mission will fail." Meng Zhendong gritted his teeth and almost overturned the table in anger.

But now that the mission has failed, none of these men in black have returned, and he can't blame the spy for sitting on the chair indignantly and slapping the table hard, and no one dares to approach him after seeing it.

"You go down first." Meng Zhendong waved his hand.

"Yes." The spy retreated, his heart beating very fast, lest he said something wrong or did something wrong, and Meng Zhendong would take him to his death at that time.

He retreated very cautiously, not forgetting to close the door.

"I thought that this plan was foolproof, but I didn't expect it to fail, it's just that, anyway, the people sent out are all dead soldiers, even if they are not killed, they will kill themselves, think about it, Fu Qinglian has no evidence." Meng Zhendong muttered to himself.

Although this mission failed, she didn't get nothing, at least this time she still seriously injured Fu Qinglian, it seems that she can only look for the next opportunity, next time he must get Fu Qinglian's head.

As everyone knows, the evidence is already in Fu Qinglian's hands, and he will attack him at any time, as long as he dares to make a move, Fu Qinglian will guarantee that he will not have the next chance.

"Your Excellency." The spy knelt on the ground and said.

"How's the investigation going?" Su Yu asked as he fiddled with the flowers in the pot, he looked very laid-back, and he didn't care much about these burning things.

"It's all investigated clearly, Meng Zhendong really sent someone to assassinate Fu Qinglian, but he didn't succeed, Fu Qinglian was saved by the prefect of Weinan City, and now he is recuperating in Weinan City." The spy replied.

"With such a good opportunity, Meng Zhendong can miss it, it seems that he still has to rely on his own country." Su Yu smiled mockingly, he didn't expect Meng Zhendong to fail so much, it seems that he thought too highly of him before.

As he spoke, he pulled out the excess weeds from the pot as if no one was around.

"My lord, what are we going to do now?" The spy asked, and he felt the indifferent aura on Master Su's body.

"You go down first, I'm going to think about it." Su Yu said.

"Yes." The spy retreated.

Meng Zhendong failed to assassinate Fu Qinglian, and now, Fu Qinglian must be more vigilant, if there are only a few guards around him, it will be easy to start, if he finds an army escort from Weinan City, then I am afraid it will be difficult to start.

You still have to find out the situation, otherwise if you don't succeed and leave Fu Qinglian with a handle, it will be troublesome.

Fu Qinglian was attending a banquet in the prefect's mansion of Weinan City at this moment, and he didn't know that another person wanted to set a trap waiting for him.

In order to wash the dust for Fu Qinglian, the prefect specially ordered someone to arrange a banquet in the mansion. Originally, the banquet was supposed to be held at noon, but because the government had too many things to deal with, it was too late to rush back to the mansion, so it was postponed to the evening.