"The palm of the hand is empty, so that the sword is alive; The heart is empty, and the pace is short; The top heart is empty, and the heart is one. ”

Zhu Qiming closed his eyes and concentrated on it, and repeatedly recited "Song of the Empty Heart" to clear distracting thoughts, return all thoughts to one, and warm up for Xi Jian.

"Song of the Empty Heart" is one of the swordsmanship tips of many schools, among which Wudang is the first. The Jiuhua faction and the Wudang faction have a lot of origins, so the Jiuhua swordsman is well versed in the key points of "Heart Empty Song".

Seeing that Zhu Qiming was almost settled, Liang Gang took his eyes off him and cast his eyes on the palace wall on the other side of the grassland. This place is located at the southern end of Nanyuan, parallel to the east and west of Fengtian Palace, and has been far away from the palace forbidden land.

Because Liang Gang, a martial artist, could not enter the forbidden place of the palace, and Zhu Qiming could not enter the palace with a sword, the master and apprentice could only teach swordsmanship here.

It's a pity that it's too cramped and not a good place to practice martial arts. Liang Gang looked at the square inch in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and finally shook his head and moved his gaze to Zhu Qiming again.

"The palm of the hand is empty, so that the sword is alive; The heart is empty, and the pace is short; The top heart is empty, the heart is one! ”

Zhu Qiming opened his eyes suddenly, and the short sword in his hand swirled sideways.

"Stop!" Liang Gang shook his head and said: "Swordsmanship pays attention to the integration of eyes, techniques, body techniques, and footwork, and the swordsmanship body is self-contained, with the waist as the axis, telescopic opening and closing, flashing and pitching, twisting and turning, and rushing and squeezing, these sixteen body techniques run through the thirteen swordsmanship. And Jiuhua Three Illusions is a freehand body method, and the two have nothing to do with each other, please practice the sword according to the fixed style. ”

Zhu Qiming turned his head and glanced at Liang Gang in surprise, "At the beginning of the town's border city, I fused the Jiuhua Sword Technique and the Jiuhua Three Illusions to deal with Niu San. Jiang Yi is extremely effective, and the master knows it. ”

Liang Gang shook his head again, "I'm to blame for this." At that time, Niu and Jiang were very arrogant, so I turned a blind eye to your clever behavior, and I also wanted to see how they made a fool of themselves. But it is difficult to make a big move, and now His Royal Highness must return to the right path, starting from the basic skills, step by step, and after he completes his swordsmanship, it is not too late to figure out how to integrate with Jiuhua Three Illusions. ”

Thinking that Master Liang was reasonable, Zhu Qiming gave up the Jiuhua Three Illusions, concentrated his energy, and made a move to specialize in the assassination of the generals, but it was not smooth, and it seemed that he was not obviously affected by the transformation method.

"Stop!"

What's going on? Zhu Qiming paused and looked at Liang Gang in surprise.

Liang Gang was a little embarrassed, and hesitated for a long time before speaking: "It's still my fault." At the beginning, His Royal Highness simplified the moves, just to achieve quick results. However, to practice the sword, you must first practice qi, the internal force is insufficient, and it is difficult to achieve great achievements no matter how high the swordsmanship is, and every move and style of Jiuhua swordsmanship can help the sword practitioner practice qi, so His Royal Highness must learn the sword according to the original routine. ”

Do you mean that this seat must be practiced from scratch? Isn't this a misguided child? Zhu Qiming suddenly felt that the sweat of a year had been in vain, and he wanted to mumble a few words, but he was afraid of being disrespectful to the master, so he pouted and was stunned there.

Liang Gang seemed to see through Zhu Qiming's thoughts, and hurriedly comforted: "Your Highness, don't be upset, that year's hard work was not in vain. His Royal Highness is far smarter than the teacher, and when he was a teacher, he only knew how to practice the sword when he was young, and he didn't know how to be flexible when he was in battle, so he suffered a lot of losses, sweating in peacetime, and bleeding in wartime. His Royal Highness is different, the prophet before learning the sword is flexible, usually practicing according to the truth, and responding to the situation during the battle, so that the practice and the battle can be both suitable, and the chances of winning the enemy will be greatly increased, and there will be less suffering, and the future martial arts achievements should be above the teacher! ”

This comfort came at the right time, Zhu Qiming immediately relieved his feelings, abandoned all distracting thoughts, recited "Heart Empty Song" again, and then practiced according to the fixed routine of the assassins. After a stick of incense, he gradually got better.

Even if this place is far away from the palace forbidden place, Liang Gang can't stay here for too long, and when he saw that Zhu Qiming's sword style had returned to purity, he turned around and resigned.

Now Zhu Qiming can't work hard in the Forbidden City, and if he doesn't want to waste his time, he can only barbarize his body, so he takes sword training very seriously. After Liang Gang left, he practiced a trick of the assassins dozens of times, and he was already sweating.

Swinging his sword, he jumped up, spun in the air, his waist was extremely tight, and his body was in the shape of a reverse bow, like a light maple leaf. It's a pity that a series of figures fell into his eyes, instantly disrupting the wonderful shape, and as soon as the strength on his waist was loosened, he fell on the grass in embarrassment.

Lu Xiyu walked slowly past him, a rare light smile seemed to hang on the corner of her mouth, and the laughter dissipated with the wind, just like her light steps, without leaving too many traces on the edge of the grass.

"Hey, hey, hey." Zhu Qiming sat on the grass and smirked to himself, seeing the figure getting farther away, he quickly got up with a grunt and quickly chased forward.

"Sister, where's the gentleman?"

The yellow leaves fall like rain, blurring the distant shadow of the majestic palace, and the morning sun casts a few spots on the palace road covered with leaves through the sparsely fallen branches. The osmanthus flowers on the side of the road have turned yellow, and the dark fragrance has soaked into the sleeves, as if to dispel the slightly depressed autumn mood.

Lu Xiyu's eyes moved slightly, and the smile still remained in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. "I was stopped by Scholar Yang."

Scholar Young? Which Young Fellow? Such questions seemed redundant, so Zhu Qiming swallowed them into his stomach. "Why did Scholar Yang call Mr. Zhu?"

"It's not for the feast. I heard that the emperor was about to order my father to give a lecture at the banquet, and the emperor may have just said it casually, but the assistant minister took it seriously and persuaded my father to refuse, saying that the official of the banquet was either an important minister or a Hanlin, and others could not exceed it. ”

You don't have jokes, how can the Son of Heaven say it casually! Thinking that the affairs of the Son of Heaven are all carried out by the assistant minister Zhang Luo, and now he finally appointed the banquet to speak, but was blocked by the important ministers, Zhu Qiming immediately realized that the contradiction between the Son of Heaven and the auxiliary minister may intensify at any time, and the only thing missing at the moment is Mars!

"What do you think, sir?"

Lu Xiyu put back a residual smile, "It's enough for my father to teach you alone, why bother to be angry!" ”

I'm afraid it's not going to be that simple! It doesn't matter what Mr. Lu thinks, what matters is what the Son of Heaven thinks! Zhu Qiming stopped talking, just staring and contemplating.

Before coming to the Qingyuan Palace, Lu Xiyu entered the hall first, and several palace maids greeted him, Zhu Qiming realized that he had missed the time to practice the sword, so he hurriedly turned into the side hall, washed, changed clothes, and ate.

After breakfast, Zhu Qiming got up and wanted to go to school, but saw Jin Ying coming.

"Your Highness, the emperor sent His Royal Highness to serve as a student."

Zhu Qiming was shocked, "Gonggong Jin, there is only Changxue in the palace today, and there is no feast, why did the emperor order you to come and summon you?" ”

Jin Ying glanced at Zhu Qiming seriously, "The holy will is unpredictable, Your Highness doesn't need to ask more, move quickly to the Yongsu Palace, so as not to miss the time." ”

Zhu Qiming instructed the palace maid to go to Qingyuan Hall to inform Mr. Lu, and he hurried to Yongsu Hall with Jin Ying.

Zhu Qiming knew that the Son of Heaven feast was set up in the Wenhua Palace, and the daily regular learning place was selected in the Yongsu Palace, so that the Son of Heaven could study and govern at the same time. However, when he stepped into the Yongsu Palace, he found that there was a large group of officials standing in the hall, gossiping, how could there be any atmosphere of reading?

Passing through the gap in the crowd, seeing Zhu Qizhen sitting on the imperial platform, looking indifferently and expressionless, Zhu Qiming was calm, and wanted to come forward to salute, but saw an old man who was nearly seventy years old and arrived in front of the imperial platform before him, Zhu Qiming had to stop and watch.

The old man had a broad face and a fat body, a strict posture, a flash of light in his eyes, and then lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and his expression of not being angry was quickly covered by his warm temperament. "Your Majesty, the Kaifeng River section is being repaired every year, but it has not been effective every year, and the minister thinks that the Henan Political Secretary has not learned a lesson, and now he is asking for a major repair of the river embankment again, and the matter is in a hurry, I am afraid that it will end up with half the result."

Jin Ying attached to Zhu Qiming's ear and said: "This is Yang Rong, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry." ”

Yang Rong! This is the Yang Rong who "wields his sword and makes decisions when things happen", compared to Yao Chong in the Tang Dynasty?

Finally meet this world-famous person! Thinking that the Son of Heaven still has to humble himself in front of Yang Rong, and he is a little prince, I am afraid that he will be treated as air in front of Yang Rong, Zhu Qiming felt a little lost in his heart.

Yang Qing is reasonable. However, Yu Qian, the governor of Shanxi and Henan, asked for a major repair of the Kaifeng River embankment this winter and next spring, and was afraid that the correspondence would be delayed, so he submitted the manuscript in advance. Zhu Qizhen said slowly: "The locust plague and flood in Kaifeng Mansion have been in trouble for many years, and Yu Qian is anxious to repair the embankment, and this matter must be discussed in detail." ”

Yu Qian? Zhu Qiming immediately remembered the song "Lime Yin": "Thousands of hammers are chiseled out of the deep mountains, and the fire burns as if you are idle." Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world. ”

In the twilight temple of seventy for Shangshu and sixty for the squire, Yu Qian, a soldier in his early forties, is tantamount to a breeze, but unfortunately, other officials are hugging each other when they travel, and the carriages and horses are sparkling, while Yu Qian is dressed in plain clothes, a thin horse, and few followers when he travels, which seems a little unusual. What's more, he only knows how to bury his head in work, and how can an official of his level be promoted by doing things? Therefore, although Yu Qian became famous as early as the first year of Xuande, to this day, his name has never appeared on Tingtui's list.

Just when Zhu Qiming secretly thought that Yu Qian was unhappy, he saw an official come out of the class and said: "Your Majesty, the treasury is empty at the moment, and the Kaifeng River section has been ineffective for a long time, whether Yu Qian's recital is biased, please check it carefully." ”

Zhu Qizhen pondered for a long time, and said quietly: "All the ministers retreat first, and Rong Zhen will think about it again." Mr. Huang, I'm going to study. ”

Zhu Qiming got out of the crowd at the right time, bowed down and said, "Yuefu Qiming greets Your Majesty." ”

Zhu Qiming could detect countless pairs of eyes focused on him with the corner of his eye.