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Chapter 72 I am the emperor, so my performance will not be bad!
Jing Jian taught Xiao Yuhuan how to practice swords with great care. Every move was strictly required, not only the moves but also the strength. It was almost to the point of being picky, and there was no slight mistake.

Xiao Yuhuan was determined to practice the sword well.

Although aggrieved and unconvinced by Jing Jian's provocation, he still obeyed.

And secretly vowed that when his martial arts surpassed Jing Jian, he would definitely beat Jing Jian to the ground and beg for mercy on his knees!

When he thought of that scene, he couldn't help but laugh, but he didn't dare to show it.

Jing Jian had a panoramic view of his son's expression, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he patted his son's shoulder vigorously, with a playful look in his eyes, but his tone was very calm: "The emperor performed well today, keep it up."

The four words of good performance made Xiao Yuhuan's thin chest that had been crushed by the shooting stand up, and he hummed triumphantly: "I am the emperor, so my performance will not be bad!"

Jing Jian slightly hooked the corners of his lips, nodded in response and said, "En."

Xiao Yuhuan's eyes widened in astonishment, and after a while he murmured incredulously: "Master, did you just... just laugh?"

All along, Jing Jian has always been a strict and cruel person, with an expressionless face and sharp eyes all day long, which made people feel chills, but it seemed that he really saw Jing Jian smiling just now.

Jing Jian's eyes flickered slightly, and the smile on his face disappeared. He said softly, "This subordinate didn't smile. Your Majesty misread it. You continue to swing your sword."

Swinging a sword is the foundation of sword practice. At the beginning of his sword learning, his master also asked him to swing a sword every day for two hours. It is especially important to exercise his arm strength and ability to control the sword. .

Xiao Yuhuan curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "I can't be mistaken, you just laughed."

Jing Jian didn't argue with his son, he turned around and found a place to sit and drink tea, but his eyes kept falling on his son.

Being stared at by Jing Jian, Xiao Yuhuan didn't dare to relax, and he didn't want to admit cowardice. Even though his arm was so weak that he could hardly lift it, he still gritted his teeth and waved the hilt of the sword, following the moves Jing Jian just said, swinging the sword again and again. Swing it out and take it back.

When Su Chengxi came to find him.

Seeing this scene, she raised her eyebrows and walked towards Jing Jian. Jing Jian immediately stood up and saluted. Su Chengxi turned and sat down, waving her hands indifferently and said, "You're welcome, just sit down! How is the emperor's martial arts practice today?" ?”

"It's very good to report to the Empress Dowager."

Although Su Chengxi asked him to sit politely, but he understood the rules, so he stood aside and replied seriously: "Although the emperor is young, he is very persistent. As long as he can persist in doing what he decides, this makes his subordinates quite happy." For appreciation."

"Oh?"

When Su Chengxi heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up, his brows and eyes were full of joy, and he said proudly: "The emperor really deserves to be born by the late emperor and Ai's family. He has a good heart. In the future, you should pay more attention to the emperor."

"Yes, subordinates know."

Jing Jian looked at Su Chengxi's proud appearance, his heart softened for a while, and his eyes became much softer. After thinking for a while, he asked in a low voice: "I heard that the Empress Dowager has been looking for a scholar for the emperor these days." Profound master?"

Su Chengxi nodded, frowned with some regret and said: "Aijia originally wanted to invite Mo Lao to come out of the mountain to teach the emperor, but sent people to find Mo Lao's hidden place but found nothing. I don't know what the Jing guards have to do?"

Mo Lao Mo Rufeng was the elder of the three dynasties, and now he is eighty-five years old.

Before resigning from old age and returning to his hometown, the official paid homage to the prime minister, but because of the suspicion of the former emperor and his father, he had to resign from his old age and return to his hometown in advance. Su Chengxi doesn't know where he is now. After all, in the original text, this well-educated Mo Lao only appeared in other people's memories inside.

Jing Jian raised his brows, and after pondering for a moment, he said in a low voice, "This subordinate can take care of it."

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