Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty: Suppress the mythical martial arts at the beginning!

Chapter 2 September [-]th, the night of the full moon, the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City!

Great.

Feeling the strength emerging all over his body, Zhu Yijun felt that his confidence suddenly increased.

He jumped off the dragon bed, took a stance, and waved his palm in the air at a screen in the hall.

Golden air flow flew out of the palm, whizzing away like a golden dragon.

In one fell swoop, the screen and the surrounding palace lanterns were rolled up and torn into pieces in the air.

Zhu Yijun collected his energy and returned to meditation, mentally comparing himself with other masters he had seen.

No one in this world has the outrageous strength to open the sky and fight to the void.

Therefore, although Zhu Yijun's palm skill is slightly inferior to that of first-rate masters, it is already much stronger than most second-rate masters.

In other words, he barely managed to squeeze into the ranks of second-rate masters.

Subjectively, Zhu Yijun couldn't help but feel the difference in his heart.

I didn't expect that just a little practice of the Emperor's Dragon Capturing Technique would have such power.

If we go deeper, wouldn't we become invincible in the world?
It's no wonder that assassins in this world dare to break into the palace alone. It seems that possessing such power can indeed change many people's minds.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yijun couldn't help but feel nervous.

I have been too relaxed in the past 13 years, and I have not practiced any martial arts at all.

That assassin may not be a big shot.

Otherwise, how could he be allowed to break into the palace alone as if he was going to die?

Maybe, people as powerful as him could be found in every corner of the world.

In other words, there are a large number of terrifying beings among his enemies.

Feeling this hidden threat, Zhu Yijun planned to continue practicing the Emperor's Dragon Capturing Skill to the second level.

However, I found that this time the progress of the practice became extremely slow, making it almost impossible to move forward.

It takes a lot of effort to even push a little bit of progress in one's skills.

It seems that the realm of internal strength is stuck, which puts the improvement of the skill into a bottleneck.

After practicing this, Zhu Yijun decided not to try again.

It seems that this road is not that simple after all, and I still have a lot to learn.

Zhu Yijun wisely stopped using brute force and returned to the dragon bed to cultivate.

After all, he is a dignified emperor, so there is no need to practice execution.

There are many libraries in the palace.

These libraries collect many books from the public every year, which contain countless martial arts secrets and martial arts experiences.

Among these books, there are ways to resolve this bottleneck.

Zhu Yijun was planning, lying on the dragon bed to recuperate.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside the door, interrupting Zhu Yijun's thinking and causing him to open his eyes slightly.

Outside the door, a strong male voice shouted loudly:
"I am Qinglong, the envoy of Jinyiwei Town. I have a token here. I must hurry up and report to the emperor!"

"You still dare to intercept, are you disobeying the emperor's order?!"

Qinglong's tone seemed very angry. He didn't know if it was because they had been arguing for a long time or if he did it deliberately.

He spoke very loudly, allowing Zhu Yijun to hear clearly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp eunuch's voice followed him and replied:
"The emperor was seriously injured and fell into a coma. He has not woken up yet."

"How is it appropriate to make noises here?"

Zhu Yijun was familiar with this sound. He had heard it once when he went to the Queen Mother's palace to pay her respects. It was an old eunuch in the Queen Mother Chen's palace.

This old eunuch is very cunning. Taking advantage of the fact that he is a close favorite of the Queen Mother, he often does some sneaky things and enriches his own pockets. He is not a good person.

Not knowing why Empress Dowager Chen asked him to take care of her, Zhu Yijun suddenly frowned.

"Our concubines and the bosses of the East Factory are here to watch, just to guard against you outsiders."

"If you have a clear conscience, please hand over the secret agent to our family for safekeeping, and we will hand it over to the emperor in person."

Is this even possible?When Zhu Yijun heard this idea, his expression turned grim.

You dare to seize Jin Yiwei's secret documents even though you know that he hasn't woken up yet?
Are you planning to make your own decisions?

Fortunately, I pretended to be sleeping for a few days, otherwise I really wouldn’t have caught you servants like Xiao Jiujiu!
After a moment of silence, Zhu Yijun ordered towards the door:
"I'm already awake, let him come in!"

"See you, Your Majesty!" As soon as Qinglong heard the voice of the Emperor himself, he immediately saluted and knelt down.

The old eunuch was caught off guard by this sound. He glanced at the factory guards on the left and right and didn't know what to do for a moment.

The factory guards turned their heads and refused to look at the old eunuch, for fear of getting into some trouble.

However, as expected of someone who has stayed in the palace, the old eunuch soon rolled his eyes, followed suit and saluted, and said:
"Your Majesty! You have just recovered from a serious illness, but your body is not in good condition."

"This Jin Yiwei is also a rough man. If he scares you, I'm afraid you might make some mistake."

"We are here under the order of the Queen Mother, and we cannot let you suffer any injustice!"

The words were pleasant, but there was a hint of disrespect behind them.

A eunuch?How dare you make decisions for the emperor?
And you use the infamous reputation of Queen Mother to suppress others?
What a guts!
Hearing this, Zhu Yijun stepped out of bed, his expression extremely cold.

"I'm fine."

Opening the door, Zhu Yijun stepped out with his hands behind his back.

"See the emperor!"

As soon as they saw Zhu Yijun's appearance, all the surrounding guards knelt down and saluted. Suddenly, there was a sea of ​​kneeling in front of Qianqing Palace.

"Get up"

Zhu Yijun whispered, and those who had just knelt down stood up again.

When the old eunuch saw the situation, he also wanted to stand up, but was ordered to say:
"You, kneel down."

The old eunuch was a little dazed for a moment. He didn't understand what the little emperor was saying.

He is a popular person under the Queen Mother and the chief steward of the internal affairs. If he is allowed to kneel alone while the others stand up, isn't that a slap in the Queen Mother's face?
"Your Majesty, you will not be disturbed. This is the Queen Mother's wish!"

He raised his head and spoke out, but was shocked by a pair of cold eyes that he had never seen before.

His Majesty is still the emperor with a weak aura, but at this moment, the coldness emanating from his eyes is frightening.

The dragon has its head but not its tail, like an iceberg, revealing the depth of the city.

The eunuch suddenly broke out in cold sweat. He had seen the emperor many times, but never once had he experienced such an abyss-like feeling of quagmire.

It was as if the handle could be dragged into it and drowned at any time.

"You mean? What does the Queen Mother mean?"

The eunuch kowtowed quickly to show his affirmation.

"Okay, come here, drag him down and he'll live for twenty!"

"Go back and report it, saying this is what I meant!"

When the eunuch heard that he was really going to be beaten, he was frightened and quickly begged for mercy.

In a court battle, even if it is a live battle, twenty sticks can still make a person's skin and flesh go to pieces!
"Your Majesty! I am the steward of the Queen Mother!"

However, Zhu Yijun didn't look at him again, and just turned around and entered the inner hall.

The eunuch's voice became farther and farther away, followed by bursts of screams like slaughtering pigs.

Qinglong followed Zhu Yijun angrily, his expression a little uneasy.

Sitting back on the dragon bed, looking at Qinglong's expression, Zhu Yijun asked:
"Do you think it would be rude for me to hit the Queen Mother's steward?"

Realizing that his mind had been exposed, Qinglong quickly knelt down on one knee and saluted: "I don't dare!"

"Oh, why are you so panicked?"

"It doesn't matter what the Queen Mother raises. It's just a dog. If you beat it, just beat it."

"Compared with this, what else is there to report?"

After listening to the order, Qinglong reached into his arms and took out a sealing wedge.

When he opened it, he found a secret report sketched in Jianghu style.

On September [-]th, on the night of the full moon, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue fight for a decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City!
(End of this chapter)