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

Chapter 39 Heading to the Prison! ! !

Yuhuatian saluted, took orders and said goodbye.

As soon as the front foot walked out of Qianqing Palace.

On the back foot, Qinglong seamlessly stepped in from outside Qianqing Palace.

As soon as he stepped in, he possessed the cauldron.

"Your Majesty, I apologize for disturbing you, but there has been some progress regarding Ye Gucheng."

"I received news from the external Jin Yiwei last night about the thief Ye Gucheng caught last night."

"Please take a look."

After saying that, he took out a Jin Yiwei's secret certificate from his side and presented it to Zhu Yijun.

Zhu Yijun took it, then glanced at the news in the secret, and then at Qinglong, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Are all of the above true?"

"It's absolutely true. The Xuanwu tribes traveled through the South China Sea and other places to trace the source, and it was not easy to obtain this information."

The next moment after listening to Qinglong's words, Zhu Yijun became more interested in Ye Gucheng.

No wonder Ye Gucheng was so bold. It turned out to be because he had such experience.

"In that case, how did the interrogation go?"

"Forgive me for your incompetence and make little progress."

"Ye Gucheng, this little thief, has a really tough mouth. Even after being tortured all night long by the people in prison, he couldn't even utter a single word."

As a prison for prisoners ordered by the imperial court, the level of torture can be said to be that of the best of the Jinyi Guards, almost at the level of the Living King of Hell.

Under this level of torture, Ye Gucheng was still not able to reveal a single word. It was indeed not easy for Ye Gucheng.

"Well, I will meet this Ye Gucheng personally."

"Get off!"

Zhu Yijun immediately arranged a trip to go to the imperial prison to personally preside over the interrogation of Ye Gucheng.

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Zhu Yijun, carrying Qinglong, went to the imperial prison.

Compared with the Tianlao, the imperial prison also carries a layer of royal pressure.

Therefore, compared to the Heavenly Prison, the defense of the Imperial Prison is much stronger, and the guarding conditions are also extremely strict.

Naturally, the location is also in a relatively remote part of the palace, and no one passes by at all on weekdays.

However, while walking on the road, Zhu Yijun suddenly noticed a familiar figure in front of the prison gate.

Wan'er?What is she doing here?
At this moment, Chen Waner was standing in front of the prison, standing on tiptoe and looking inward, as if she was sniffing something.

He was concentrating so hard that he didn't seem to notice that Zhu Yijun and the other two had already walked behind him.

As soon as the guarding imperial guards saw the emperor's arrival, they immediately looked shocked and were about to kneel down, but were stopped by Zhu Yijun with a gesture.

Zhu Yijun laughed a little in his heart when he saw how attentive this girl was, and decided to tease her.

After clearing his throat for a moment, he shouted in a stern voice:

"This place is a prison! What are you doing! Tell me honestly!"

Zhu Yijun suddenly spoke, which shocked Chen Waner.

"Yeah! I'm sorry!"

He made a cute noise and turned around to see that the person coming was actually the emperor.

"My...Your Majesty, what are you doing here?"

Seeing Zhu Yijun's arrival, Chen Waner turned from surprise to joy, with an innocent smile on her face.

Just as he was about to step forward to act coquettishly, he suddenly realized that there were outsiders around. His face turned red, he became more reserved, and he bowed politely.

Zhu Yijun smiled softly and said softly:

"Haha, stinky girl, you asked me first."

"If you don't study hard in the harem and come to a place like this, be careful of me and the Empress Dowager Chen."

When Chen Wan'er heard this, her face became a little scared, she circled her fingers and begged softly:
"Hey, Your Majesty, don't do it."

"You have to tell your aunt, she will be talking about me all night again..." Zhu Yijun laughed dumbly, and then asked from the beginning:

"Then tell me honestly, why are you here?"

Chen Waner let out a breath, feeling a little depressed.

"Well... I overslept last night and didn't make it to the top of the Forbidden City."

"I heard that Your Majesty captured the Sword God Ye Gucheng, so I wanted to come and have a look to make up for last night's regrets."

"Who knew he was being held in a prison? It would be nice if he was a royal guard."

However, she quickly swept away her bad mood, changed her smile, and moved closer to Zhu Yijun.

"Ah! By the way, Your Majesty, I heard from people in the harem that you showed off your power on the balcony last night."

"Tell someone about it."

Zhu Yijun reached out and flicked Chen Waner's head lightly.

"You stinky girl, you are so heartless. You only care about beating people to death, and you don't even care about my safety."

Chen Waner felt a little pain and covered her head, but she still had a smile on her face.

"No, I just want to hear about the majesty of the emperor."

"Besides, my brother is the strongest, and no one has ever doubted it!"

When saying these words, Chen Waner was very proud.

She has been convinced since she was a child that the emperor is absolutely powerful, but he has not shown it yet.

As a childhood sweetheart, no matter what the real situation is, even if Zhu Yijun is just bragging, she will always stand by Zhu Yijun and believe every word of Zhu Yijun.

"Let's not talk about it for now. How is your sword practice going?"

Zhu Yijun asked softly, this was what he really cared about.

These years were very uneventful, and even living in the palace was not necessarily safe.

Although Chen Waner, the younger sister, is quite clever and has a quick mind, she doesn't have much power.

If you don't have a way to protect yourself in the palace, if trouble comes that day, it will be a big problem.

"Humph, if that's the case, then you're showing off your shame!"

Chen Waner did not notice the worry in Zhu Yijun's heart, and just responded with the tone she had heard in the martial arts series before.

Afterwards, he took the sword from the imperial guard on the side and showed off a sword dance.

After a smooth movement, Chen Waner stood up with her sword in hand, bowed to Zhu Yijun and said:

"How about it, Your Majesty?"

Zhu Yijun touched his chin and looked at it carefully.

I thought to myself, although he is not a master, he looks a bit like that.

After practicing to this point, it should be no problem to perform one or two crop tricks.

"Although there is still room for improvement, it is already very good. Keep up the good work!"

"That's it for today, Wan'er. I still have important things to do. You go back first and then concentrate on practicing. I will come back to comment later."

After saying that, he turned around and entered the prison.

"Your Majesty, this palace is so big, it's hard to bump into it just once."

"Can't you practice with me more..."

Chen Waner was so happy that she was naturally unwilling to let her go. She puffed up her face and wanted Zhu Yijun to stay with her for a while longer.

But Zhu Yijun couldn't stay any longer, and he couldn't refuse Chen Waner outright.

Looking sideways, he met Qinglong's eyes.

"Wan'er, I really can't accompany you."

"But this master has plenty of time!"

"Don't dare!"

Qinglong was shocked, sweating, and forced an awkward smile.

(End of this chapter)