Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Chapter 67

Zhao Hongming knew what Princess Wuyin meant.

In her eyes, she is a prince who is powerless and unfavored.

There is only one year left to build a mansion and seal the king.

If there is no martial arts master to accompany him, let alone the thieves and bandits on Fan Road.

In the face of the local snakes in Jiufan, without force to suppress him, it would be difficult for him to gain a foothold in the local area.

In the history of Wei State, there are not no princes who died in the vassal state.

The Zhengyi Sect is the largest martial arts force in the Wei Kingdom. The disciples in the sect have been selected thousands of times, and those who can stay in the sect are not bad. Moreover, the Zhengyi Sect also has branches in most cities in the Wei Kingdom.

If he could make friends with the children of the Zhengyi family, he might be able to get some care in Jiufan in the future.

Not to mention how much help it can provide, at least life can still be guaranteed.

With luck, with the support of the children of these officials, I can still use a part-time job to attract a few warriors to follow.

All in all, being friendly with the disciples of the Zhengyi Sect will benefit him and not harm him at all.

Zhao Hongming smiled, and said casually: "Fourth sister, making friends can only be based on fate, you can't force it. If I beg for nothing, I will only lose the face of the royal family and let the people in the first class read the jokes of the fourth sister."

Princess Wuyin sighed, and said: "When the time comes, you can handle it yourself."

Zhao Hongming can roughly see that Princess Wuyin's life in Zhengyimen is not very satisfactory.

Her marriage was entirely a decision made by Emperor Jian'an in order to make friends with Zheng Yimen, and it was a real political marriage.

Before getting married, she didn't even know what the other person looked like.

As a royal family, marrying into a martial arts force is said to be a marriage, but most of the martial arts forces respect force and disdain for the world.

How well can she live?
It was bitter, although Princess Wuyin didn't say it, but Zhao Hongming could guess the general idea.

In just a few months, the innocence of the original girl had completely disappeared from Princess Wuyin, leaving only the familiar tiredness on the woman's face.

Princess Wuyin bowed slightly and said: "The invitation has been delivered, I won't disturb your rest anymore."

"Fourth sister is leaving? Don't come in again?" Zhao Hongming stood up to greet her.

Only then did he notice that both of them were standing in the yard, and he hadn't made tea for Princess Wuyin to sit down.

It's really a bit rude.

Princess Wuyin shook her head slightly and said: "It's getting late, I'd better go back earlier, lest your brother-in-law think too much."

"Then I won't keep Fourth Sister. Let's meet again tomorrow."

"Fifth brother, please be busy."

Zhao Hongming saw Princess Wuyin leaving his residence accompanied by two maids.

After Princess Wuyin left, Zhao Hongming let out a long sigh.

Even if it is the prince, what if the princess can live in luxury?
After leaving the palace, most of them are no different from ordinary people without the protection of their father and grand formation.

Even if you practice martial arts, you spend a lot of energy and resources, but you can only stay in the pulse opening state, not much better than ordinary martial arts.

As far as practice is concerned, this world is too unfair to the royal family.

When Zhao Hongming had nothing to do, he also looked through the classics curiously, wanting to understand the reason.

I only vaguely know that it has something to do with the King of Shang.

But for the specific reason, even if he searched all kinds of classics, he couldn't find any more in-depth records.

It seems that only Emperor Jian'an can clearly know the secrets.

Zhao Hongming didn't think about this issue any further.

Anyway, I am different from them.

Instead of thinking wildly over there, it is better to spend more time, practice seriously, and improve the progress.

Zhao Hongming sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice seriously again.

With a movement of consciousness, he glanced at the martial arts panel.

【Name: Zhao Hongming】

[Cultivation method: Eight Desolation Immortality Kung Fu-Innate First Grade (2280/6000)]

【武技：天地一刀斩-七层（700/700）、八荒秘行（2100/X）、怒拳-二层（35/1000）】

[Breakthrough in martial arts: Fury Fist]

[Today's training time: 8 hours]

【Physical: Excellent】

[Root Bonus: 2]

Today, due to too many delays, I only practiced for eight hours.

Too little.

According to his standards, one must practice at least sixteen hours a day.

It's only half done now.

It seems that today I have to take a rest, catch up with the progress, and strive to improve a little every day.

Zhao Hongming took a deep breath and began to practice seriously.

……

A night passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Hongming practiced for a whole night.

He opened his eyes, refined the brewing in his mouth a few times, and then exhaled slowly.

At this time, even if he didn't sleep all night, he could still feel comfortable.

Under the influence of the Immortal Kungfu, the Eight Desolation Immortal Kung Fu, every inch of his flesh and pores were relaxed.

There are strands of eternal sincerity surging and pervading in his flesh and blood, filling his whole body with strength.

Immortal martial arts are worthy of being immortal martial arts.

When he was in the Xiantian realm, he was already able to capture the free "Qi" from the sky and the earth to strengthen himself, almost "endless".

The martial arts skills in the Jianghu can only be achieved at the level of martial arts.

The sun was already high outside the house.

In Zhengyi School, he doesn't need to greet him every day, and he doesn't need to go to the study to learn those pedantic principles.

So no one would come to bother him, and he felt better than ever.

Zhao Hongming took out the invitation card and looked at the specific time for the banquet to be at noon.

Calculate the time, not much difference.

Without further delay, he called Gao Yanshi to wash and undress him.

After walking out, he saw that the door of Chen Xuerong's room next door was open, but no one was inside.

Zhao Hongming asked curiously, "Where is Ms. Chen?"

"Your Highness, I heard from Ms. Chen that she went to visit the master in the door, and she left very early." Gao Yanshi explained behind him.

Zhao Hongming nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

"Go and call the guard Chang, and come to the banquet with me."

Chang Wubing, after a day of self-cultivation and treatment with some elixir, basically his injuries have healed to a point where he can handle some situations.

Zhao Hongming was not kept waiting.

Soon, Chang ran out in small steps without getting sick.

"Your Highness!"

Zhao Hongming asked concerned: "Is the injury okay?"

"His Royal Highness is concerned, it's no problem."

Zhao Hongming said: "Then let's go, the master of Wuyang Palace has set up a banquet, and it's almost time."

"Yes."

……

The banquet for the Lord of Wuyang Palace was set near the waterfall at Zhengyi Gate.

There are pavilions, lofts, strange pines and rocks, and occasionally many rare and exotic animals appear here.

The scenery is very good.

When Zhao Hongming walked over, he saw a strange horse with horny head and two dragon beards in the distance.

It is covered with golden scales all over its body, and it plays under the waterfall. From time to time, it will jump out of the water from the pool, and its figure is particularly flexible.

"That's a dragon horse that contains dragon blood."

A man's voice came from behind.

Zhao Hongming turned his head to look and found an ugly, five feet short man standing behind him.

The man put his hands on his back and introduced with his head held high: "This dragon colt is different from ordinary horses. It is as powerful as an elephant, and it walks like flying. It can travel thousands of miles without any effort. Today, there are only seven fingers in the world. There is only one horse in the entire Wei Kingdom, and it is the one in front of you."

The only one?
Zhao Hongming was really surprised.

He cupped his fists and said, "May I ask your honorable name?"

"My name is Lan Tianjiao, and I'm the son of Elder Lan."

When Zhao Hongming heard it, isn't this his fourth brother-in-law?

He glanced at Lan Tianjiao up and down, and found that he was really ugly.

Ugly and short.

Standing with Princess Wuyin, you can only reach her chin.

But don't judge a book by its cover.

Yanzi is not five feet tall, but he can be made the prime minister of Qi.

Some people are clumsy on the outside and beautiful on the inside.

Zhao Hongming warned himself not to underestimate him.

He kept smiling and said politely, "So it was my brother-in-law in person, sorry."

"You are the fifth prince, Zhao Hongming, right?" Lan Tianjiao raised his head and said, "I heard your sister mention you. She said that among the many princes, you are the only one who is not easy, so let me take care of you."

"I don't know what you think about getting married in the future?"

Zhao Hongming was slightly taken aback.

Why did you suddenly ask him about getting married?
He didn't quite understand what Lan Tianjiao was talking about.

However, Lan Tianjiao was firstly the son of an elder of the Zhengyi sect, and secondly his brother-in-law, so he had to answer his questions.

"For the time being, I am still young, so I don't have much idea about this."

Zhao Hongming expressed his true thoughts.

"You are not young anymore, you are already 14 years old. You can be a father at your age. You can tell me what you like first?"

Zhao Hongming was speechless, they were only 14 years old, how could they be considered not young?
But in the face of Lan Tianjiao's questioning, Zhao Hongming pondered for a while and said: "I still hope that the girl with a bigger butt has a gentler personality, so that she can help me with my husband and children in the future, and spread the leaves."

"Big butt? Gentle?" Lan Tianjiao was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled a bit: "It's a coincidence that Elder Qin in my sect has a daughter who happens to be gentle, but her butt...is not small. I will also attend the banquet today, and I will arrange you to sit with her when the time comes. This is a rare opportunity, so you can communicate with her."

Zhao Hongming was stunned, and immediately understood what Lan Tianjiao meant, and he also realized why Princess Wuyin told him yesterday that he should let him take care of it.

They were trying to pair him up.

Zhao Hongming reacted quickly and said: "I am a member of the royal family, even if I am willing, the other party may not necessarily be willing. If you marry me, it may be difficult to keep your martial arts cultivation."

Lan Tianjiao said with a smile: "Hahaha, you don't have to worry about it. Not everyone has a very high talent in martial arts. Some people may not be as good as your royal family after all."

According to this meaning, the other party is a person without martial arts talent?

If so, maybe the other party really wants to.

After all, after marrying into the royal family, except for the temptation and obstacles in practice, the rest will not have much influence, but there will be endless glory and wealth.

Zhao Hongming felt that if he could get Zhengyimen's support because of this, he would have nothing to lose, and would be extremely happy.

"In this case, brother-in-law will work hard."

　I came back late today, so I will post a 23-word chapter, barely a "big chapter", and I have written a few hundred words less~ Well, because I can't catch up with 59:4000 before I wrote [-] words, I will post it first... I will make up it later on the weekend. By the way, please follow up~
　　
　
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