Hide And Cultivate In The East Palace, Only To Find The Prince Is A Girl

  Chapter 94 The Book Donated by Emperor Xia

  Ding Yi came very early today, the same as the first time, sitting on the threshold, with a handful of bananas on the ground, holding one in his hand, eating, and the Jinlin Xuantian Army beside him, not to mention how funny.

   Seeing him coming, he stood up quickly, grabbed the banana on the ground, stepped forward quickly, and passed the banana over: "Brother, you eat the banana."

  Zhang Ronghua broke off one, peeled off the skin, took a bite, it was delicious, and said hello: "Go in!"

   Entered the Bachelor's Hall and walked towards the Library Hall.

  Ding Yi glanced left and right, but there was no one around, and said in a low voice: "Brother, when will the next edition be released?"

   "Can't they wait?"

"Ok."

   "No hurry!" Zhang Ronghua shook his head.

   "The top priority is to solve your problems first, and then think about painting."

   "Thank you bro!"

   Entered the Bachelor Hall.

Ding Yi closed the door of the palace, took the teapot to boil water, and prepared to make tea. My brother reads so hard, and puts so much effort into his own affairs. Although he can't help much, he must serve his brother well. Let him be tired, or I will feel bad in my heart.

   Boil water and start making tea.

   He can’t be good at writing or martial arts, but in eating, drinking and playing, he is self-taught, and his attainments are still very high. The same is true for making tea.

  Put the fragrant tea in front of Zhang Ronghua, and reminded: "Brother, drink tea."

Zhang Ronghua responded, sat up from the reclining chair, held a collection of Taoist books in his left hand, which recorded the knowledge of health preservation, and held a tea cup in his right hand, blew on it, waited for the tea to cool down, took a sip, and looked at He glanced: "Not bad!"

  Ding Yi smiled: "That's right, I dare not say it in other aspects, but in terms of eating, drinking and playing, I'm not bragging. There are few people in Beijing who are better than me."

   Finish a cup of tea.

  Put the teacup on the tea table and let him not disturb himself.

I didn't sleep all night, although I was a little sleepy, but after watching Haoran's bone setting and creating that secret technique, combined with the prototype of this technique created by myself, the outline in my mind became clearer and clearer. Zhang Ronghua had a feeling that this creation Not only is the effect powerful, but it is also very against the sky.

  Strengthen the meridians, make the meridians bigger, thicker, and more resilient, so that the tendons are easy to wash and the marrow is washed, and the life span can be increased, which is very objective.

Ten lines at a glance, the speed is very fast, after reading a book quickly, and then holding the next one, absorbing this knowledge, his brain is not stopping ~www.readwn.com~ at the same time, it is still running fast, absorbing effective knowledge. knowledge, and perfect this technique bit by bit.

Ding Yi didn't dare to disturb him, he obeyed his words, and didn't go to rest inside. At this moment, he was also very excited, and finally he was able to live a normal life and practice. He didn't have to live like a walking dead like now. Value, living is purely a waste of food and a waste of will.

  If it wasn't for grandpa, he would have ended his life long ago.

  Move the chair from the inside, put it at the window, lie on it and continue sleeping, and cover your body with a blanket.

  If my brother needs it, he can get up at any time and take the saddle for him.

  The other side.

  After being on duty last night, Rong Qinggui spent a lot of effort, asked everywhere, and spent a lot of money, only to find out who had Zhang Ronghua's painting in his hand, and immediately went to the door.

   The persimmons were picked softly, and I deliberately inquired about them when I came here. Although this family is rich and has a little power behind them, they are not top-notch dignitaries, not even the upper class. Even if there is a quarrel, they can handle it.

   After a little trouble, I bought this book from the other party at three times the price. When I got home, I couldn't wait to open it and read it. It was like a treasure, and I couldn't recover for a long time.

   Seeing the excitement, he slapped his thigh and cried out happily.

  Wait until the last page is read, looking at the book in his hand, wishing to hide it, but thinking that Qian Wenli is still waiting, he suppresses the urge to occupy.

  Call my wife and ask her to kneel and open her mouth according to the action in the picture above...

  Today.

Just after dawn, he hurriedly ordered people to prepare the carriage, and rushed to the Palace of Scholars impatiently. When he arrived here, he waited outside Qian Wenli's palace. Seeing that the time for duty was approaching, he came in a hurry. He stepped forward to meet him, as if offering a treasure, his eyes were excited, but he glanced around furtively, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

   entered the palace.

  Rong Qinggui couldn't wait to close the door of the palace, then took the teapot, poured a cup of tea, put it in front of him, and flattered: "You drink tea!"

  Qian Wenli took a sip of tea and asked, "Did you get it?"

   "You predict things like a god."

   Flatteringly, he took out the thing, put it in front of him, pointed to it and introduced: "What a treasure."

  Afraid that he would not believe it, he turned to the first page and motioned him to read it.

  Qian Wenli is indeed disdainful, what's so good about a mere "broken book"? No matter how wonderful the painting is, it is nothing more than the three or two strokes. He is already old, and this kind of thing has already been ignored.

When he looked at the picture above, his old eyes were stunned. Without moving, he quickly stretched out his palm and grabbed it in his hand. His eyes were wide open, and he stared at it intently, unwilling to miss it. any details.

  After reading one page, I turned to the second page and read it again...

   After watching all of them, he praised: "It's amazing!"

  Put the things down and ask: "Isn't it a set? Why is there only one copy?"

Rong Qinggui explained: "This thing is very precious, and the price of the set is more expensive, and you need a certain status, otherwise you won't be able to buy it. The person I'm looking for, with his status, can only buy this book, and he can't buy it. Paid a high price."

  Qian Wenli sees farther away. The painting skills on it have reached the six-level skill and is close to the Tao. The paintings he makes are so realistic that people are immersed in the scene, and they are attracted to it with just one look.

  He has also seen the Lianhua that was circulated in the capital before, and it is worthy of the three realms.

  Looking in the direction of the library hall, he frowned and guessed: "Zhang Ronghua's painting skills have reached their peak?"

  As soon as he reminded him, Rong Qinggui also remembered.

   Only the drawing skills close to Tao can make such a painting. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he was even more puzzled: "He is not a general? How can the painting skills be so advanced?"

Qian Wenli stretched out **** and tapped on the table. He understood a little bit. No wonder the crown prince would spend such a large amount of money to transfer him out of the ranks of generals, or to such an important department as the Hall of Scholars. It's as simple as that.

  Suddenly.

   A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he hurriedly stood up from the chair, and walked in, Rong Qinggui was puzzled, hesitated for a moment, but followed.

He solemnly took out a long box, put it on the table, opened it, and took out the paintings inside. Qian Wenli moved very lightly, for fear of accidentally breaking it and revealing the contents on it. From the perspective of painting skills, the master of the painting has reached the five realms of returning to basics, and he is still a little short of the last step, but it is also commendable.

  The painting made is not far from the artistic conception, but at this moment, this map of mountains, rivers and society is damaged in some places, and it is no longer complete as before.

  Looking in the direction of the Library Hall, Qian Wenli's eyes sparkled, and he thought to himself: "Someone send this painting, and order Zhang Ronghua to take it and copy a new one."

   "We deliberately targeted him, will we agree?"

  Glaring at him fiercely, Qian Wenli was very unhappy, this brain is too stupid, even pigs are smarter than him, if it wasn't for his confidant, such a stupid pig would be assigned to serve him?

  Pointing to the top, reminded: "In the name of Tianji Pavilion, dare he not do it?"

  Rong Qinggui's eyes lit up, and he gave a thumbs up and praised: "Tall! It's really tall! Sir, you can make him play with the applause with one simple move."

   "Go!"

   Roll up the picture, put it in the long box, put it under the armpit, and walk away quickly.

   Library Hall.

  Zhang Ronghua put down the last book in his hand, and now he has read all of them. Looking at Ding Yi who was sleeping on the chair, he said, "I'll go inside, don't bother me."

  Ding Yima stood up from the reclining chair with a fiery face: "Brother, did you succeed?"

   "Not yet! We have to deduce it."

   "Don't worry! I'm guarding here, no one can get in."

   "Yes." Zhang Ronghua nodded and walked towards the lounge inside.

  Ding Yi was happy. Every cell in his body was filled with joy. He walked around in the hall, occasionally clenched his fist and punched the air twice, as if to say that he could finally be a normal person.

   Let him fall asleep again now, but he can't fall asleep anymore.

   Gollum!

  At this time, my stomach let out a loud growl, looking at the sky, it was already noon, I went to the imperial dining room to get some food, and when my brother came out, I had a good celebration.

  Opening the door of the palace, just about to go out, a face came closer, looking at the face that was close at hand, Ding Yi didn't even think about it, out of an instinctive reaction, he punched him in the face.

  Before it was changed, he punched with all his strength, but he had no strength.

But during this period of time, after Zhang Ronghua's recuperation, Xuanhuang Zhenyuan Yun nourished his body, and he didn't indulge in the Goulan, his physical fitness increased a little. This strength does not hurt the warrior, but for ordinary people, it is enough to break his body. The bridge of the nose broke and fell to the ground.

"what!"

   There was a scream, and the person who came had a sore nose, the bridge of his nose was smashed, blood flowed out, he covered his nose and screamed, and the long box in his hand fell to the ground.

   Click!

  The box shattered, and the painting inside rolled out, landing right on top of his nosebleed on the floor.

   Patting his chest, Ding Yi was also taken aback.

A face popped up in broad daylight, and it came so suddenly, if it wasn't for his big heart, he would have been sent away right now, he came back to his senses, and pointed angrily at the person who came, his name is Yue Heng, Rong Qinggui The dog's leg, shouted: "Are you Tema's dog blind? Do you want to scare me to death?"

Yue Heng was wronged, he was beaten up for no reason, his nose was broken, blood flowed so much, he couldn't vent his anger, let alone talk back, looking at the painting on the ground, the place was already painted red with blood, Unable to see the content of the painting, I panicked, feeling like the sky was falling, and hurriedly crawled over, picked up the painting from the ground, trying to wipe off the blood and restore the content on it.

   But he forgot that the white paper should not be stained with blood, otherwise it would become more and more stained. After a few wipes, not only did it fail to wipe off the blood on the painting, but it ruined the whole painting, and even a little bit of mountains and rivers could not be seen.

This is a dead end, Rong Qinggui repeatedly told him that he must hand over this painting to Zhang Ronghua, let him copy one, before it was handed over to him, the painting was destroyed in his own hands, and became It was a big hit, and after knowing it, I will definitely not let him go!

  The more I think about it, the more panicked I become, feeling helpless.

  A big old man actually cried out.

  Ding Yi was full of anger. Although he was not doing business all day long, he was not stupid. He came from a family and enjoyed good educational resources since he was a child. He is very smart.

  The dilapidated collection of books in Zadian was done by Rong Qinggui, and now it’s happening again, but it was blocked by Zhang Ronghua before. This pile of books is useful, so it didn’t explode.

   I didn't expect them to dare to push forward. How long has it been since then, and they came to ask for trouble again.

   rushed up, punched and kicked, and gave him a fierce output.

   Half a sound.

He stopped, high-intensity activities, his body was very weak, he was panting, and cursed with a cold face: "Fuck me! Go back and tell Rong Qinggui, if you dare to play tricks again, I will beat him up next! "

  Yue Heng didn't want to stay here any longer, he hurriedly hugged the destroyed painting in his arms, picked up the jade box, and ran outside.

  Ding Yi squinted his eyes, his thoughts turned, thinking about their intentions, he shook his head, he couldn't guess!

  Looking in the direction of the library hall, his eyes are firm, and with himself, whoever dares to attack brother will kill him!

  Close the door of the hall and walk towards the imperial dining room.

  …

  In the palace.

  Rong Qinggui drank the top-quality tea, squinted his eyes, smiled like a flower, and enjoyed himself very much. Thinking that Zhang Ronghua would soon become a free coolie, he laughed proudly.

  The palace door was pushed open in a panic, and Yue Heng ran in from the outside, looking very miserable, with a bruised nose and swollen face, broken nose bridge, and blood everywhere on the official uniform, the whole person was very miserable.

Just as he was about to ask what was going on, he glanced away at the painting and the long box he was holding in his arms, his face darkened, and he pulled it together in an instant, the tea was no longer fragrant, he suddenly stood up from the ground, and rushed to Going up, suppressing his anger, he asked, "What's going on?"

  Yue Heng wept and handed over the painting, added oil and vinegar, and told the story of the matter in aggrieved manner.

   Finish listening.

Rong Qinggui's face was black as hell, and he was so angry that he couldn't hold it anymore, kicked him to the ground with anger, and cursed: "I asked you to go find Zhang Ronghua, what are you doing to provoke Ding Yi? Is he something you can provoke? Even if you are an official, you dare not provoke him!"

  Unfolding the painting, some places were already blurred, but the overall shape of the mountains, rivers and shrines can be seen.

   But now this painting has been scrapped, and there is blood everywhere on it, not to mention the mountains and rivers, and there is not even a blank space to be seen.

   This was given to him by Qian Wenli, and it was still his beloved treasure, but it was destroyed. If he knew it, he would never let him go!

  The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, looking at Yue Heng who was still crying, why did he accept this trash?

  Can't help it!

   rushed up, punched and kicked, and greeted him with a torrential attack, output a meal, and didn't stop until he was out of breath.

  Looking at Yue Heng again, he was lying on the ground curled up, covering his head with his hands to protect his head. His injury was so serious that he didn't dare to cry out, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

"roll!"

   As if imminent amnesty, hurriedly got up from the ground, and left as if fleeing.

Rong Qinggui rubbed his head with a headache, looked at the paintings on the table, one head was two big, this matter could not be concealed, nor could it be suppressed, the library was remote, but Yue Heng, a good-for-nothing, carried the paintings all the way They came crying and crying, others had already seen it, maybe the news had already reached Qian Wenli.

  Take a deep breath, suppress the anger in my heart, and think about countermeasures.

   Half a sound.

His eyes lit up, he thought of it, and pushed the matter to Zhang Ronghua, saying that Zhang Ronghua secretly instructed Ding Yi to destroy the painting, and then let him beat people. In this way, even if he is still responsible, at most It was improper employment, but Zhang Ronghua was responsible for the biggest blame, and the guilt can be mitigated.

  Anyway, Qian Wenli wanted to clean him up, whether it was early or late.

   Save for your wit!

   After so many years of struggling in the officialdom, who can't act well?

  Looking at the ceiling, brewing emotions, then squeezed out a few tears, and then showed a look of being greatly wronged, very pitiful, to win the sympathy of others, took the painting, and rushed towards his palace in a hurry.

  …

   Library Hall.

  Ding Yi has already returned, put the food box on the table, took out the vegetables inside, eight dishes, one soup, and a plate of black grapes, looking in the direction inside, wanted to call Zhang Ronghua out for dinner, but was afraid of disturbing him.

   I have never felt that time passes so slowly like now. If I could, I would like to catch the little golden crow from the sky and find a sack to put it in.

   In this way, it will be dark!

   Release it again, and the sky is bright again.

  Sitting on the chair, propping his chin with both hands, looking hopefully at the direction inside, waiting with difficulty.

   Lounge.

  Zhang Ronghua sat on the bed, not knowing what happened outside.

at this time.

  He has no distracting thoughts in his mind, and all his mind is used on this exercise. All the talents against the sky exploded, like an overloaded machine, running intensively.

   Take it as the center and start modeling.

  My own huge accumulation, plus the Haoran bone setting, the knowledge in the library hall, the old books in the miscellaneous hall, etc., extract useful things, and complete around this exercise.

  As time goes by, this technique becomes more and more comprehensive.

   It was dark in a blink of an eye, and the value was already off.

Ding Yi looked at the food on the table, all of which were cooked with monster meat. He waited from noon until now, and it was already too cold. His stomach was croaking with hunger, and he wanted to eat black grapes, but they were prepared for Zhang Ronghua, and he never ate them no matter how hungry he was. , Persevere with perseverance.

  Lighting up the lamp, he muttered to himself, "Does brother have to work overtime tonight?"

  The sound of footsteps came from inside, Ding Yi's eyes lit up when he heard the movement, his body was full of energy, and he didn't feel hungry, so he hurriedly jumped up from the chair and rushed over quickly.

   "Brother, did you succeed?"

Zhang Ronghua showed a smile on his face, shook his head first, then nodded, he was completely stunned, scratched the back of his head, feeling very anxious, there seemed to be something stuck in his lower abdomen: "Brother, don't be foolish, is it going to work? "

   "Not so far!"

  More than 90% of this exercise has been created, and the last point is still unclear. As long as this problem is solved, it will be successful.

"No hurry! I've been waiting for so many years, so it's not too late. Let's go, let's have dinner first, and then go to the Jiaofang Division to celebrate. I heard that a group of thieves came over there. The buttocks are big and soft, and the temperament is good, I will arrange four for you later, so you can relax."

   After speaking, he grinned to himself and couldn't help laughing.

boom!

  He hit a chestnut on his head, and Zhang Ronghua glared at him angrily: "The body hasn't recovered yet, and you want to listen to music again?"

  Ding Yi touched his head, not annoyed: "Isn't this a celebration?"

"eat first!"

  The two of them sat down on the chairs, looking at the cold food, Zhang Ronghua stretched out his palm, mobilized a little Xuanhuang Zhenyuan, heated the food, waited until it was steaming, and put his palm back.

   Taking a bite with chopsticks, he asked, "Can you stay here tonight?"

  Ding Yi guessed his intention, and pointed in the direction of Zadian: "Brother, do you want to read all the remaining discarded old books?"

   "Yes." Zhang Ronghua didn't hide it either.

   "Strike while the iron is hot, I have a feeling that as long as I read the remaining books over there, I can create this exercise."

Ding Yi thought for a while, and then said: "According to the rules, officials must leave within an hour after they take over duty. If they stay to work overtime to handle government affairs, they must get the approval of Tianji Pavilion and the supervision of the Human Emperor's Guard. But now Tianji Pavilion My lord, I’ve already been on duty, and if I go out to look for it, even if they agree, the guards at the Vermilion Bird Gate won’t let us in when we come back.”

   "Forget it! This night is not bad, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Ding Yi can't sit still anymore, it's a matter of whether he can be a normal person, he doesn't have to worry about fainting, falling, pinning his life to his belt, and he can go to the Goulan every day to listen to music and drink, play songs every night, suddenly, from Stand up on the chair.

   looked serious.

   "Brother, you are waiting for me here. It has been less than a quarter of an hour since I was on duty. The Jinlin Xuantian Army outside will not come over to chase you away. I will definitely be back within an hour!"

   "Are you going to the palace?"

  Tianji Pavilion is not going to work, there is only one way left, go to Emperor Xia, get his permission, even if you stay until dawn, it will be fine.

   Ding Yi nodded heavily!

  Zhang Ronghua reminded: "Don't force it! No, don't force it."

   "I know it!"

Leaving the library hall and rushing outside, Ding Yi felt uneasy when he arrived outside the scholar's hall. He looked at the leader of the Jinlin Xuantian army and confessed: "My brother is inside. I have something to do tonight. I might have to work overtime. Don't worry." I am in a hurry to drive people away, I will go to see His Majesty now!"

  Junhou knew who his brother was, and the news about him and Zhang Ronghua had spread.

   "Waiting for your return."

  Ding Yi was relieved, not daring to delay for a moment, and rushed towards the palace.

The further he went, it was still night, Jinling Xuantian Army and Renhuangwei stopped him several times, and solemnly took out a waist card from his arms, and he went all the way unimpeded until he was stopped by the guards of Renhuangwei at the gate of the inner palace Down.

  Cupped his hands and said: "Please inform me, Ding Yi has something urgent to ask His Majesty!"

   Said and handed over the waist badge.

  The guard shrank his pupils, hurriedly clasped his fists in return, and said again: "Master Ding, wait a moment!"

  He lowered his head, stretched out his hands above his head, respectfully took the badge from his hand, ordered the people beside him to continue guarding, and hurried towards the palace with the badge.

   Royal Study Room.

Emperor Xia put the prepared memorial on the side, opened his arms, moved towards the back, took the tea cup handed over by Wei Shang, the tea cover was placed on the spirit tea, rippling and rippling, took a sip, and poured The teacup was passed over.

   After taking the teacup, Wei Shang put him on the imperial case and asked, "Which palace are you going to spend the night in, Your Majesty?"

  Emperor Xia shook his head, unable to arouse even the slightest interest.

The 3,000 beauties in the harem, all of them are beauties, from famous families, cultivated since childhood, have the demeanor of everyone, are proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, have good temperament, and have various styles, sexy, cold, seductive, pure, lovely and pitiful... In the past, after dealing with government affairs, I would go to relax.

  But after what happened, it had been a long time since the investigation was clear.

   asked: "Who made you say that?"

   "The imperial family asked the old slave to give you a message, the royal family is a bit small!"

   "Never mind!"

Wei Shang knew what to do. He stretched out his hand to support his arm. Emperor Xia was about to stand up from the dragon chair. At this time, the palace door opened, and Eunuch Xiao walked in from the outside. He stopped at the opposite side of the imperial case and saluted: "Report to Your Majesty! Ding Yi takes the real dragon order you rewarded and begs to see him!"

  Emperor Xia sat on the dragon chair again, exuding a huge imperial coercion, defying the world, and with a huge aura, he returned to the supreme ruler in charge of the life and death of all living beings.

  Wei Shang came down from the high platform and took the True Dragon Token from him.

  Golden token, engraved with two small characters "True Dragon" on the front, and a five-clawed golden dragon engraved on the back, made of Wanniangeng gold and iron, outsiders can't do it if they want to fake it.

  Go to Yuan and stop here, and hand over the True Dragon Token to Emperor Xia.

  Looking at the real dragon token, Emperor Xia squinted his eyes, his face showing memories, he didn't speak, no one dared to speak, Eunuch Xiao lowered his head from beginning to end, not daring to take a breath, and waited obediently.

  Pick it up, stroke it with the palm of your hand, and move it very lightly. After a while, you put it down, and your eyes fell on Eunuch Xiao: "Bring him in!"

  Eunuch Xiao took the order to retreat, and with the closing of the palace door, they were the only ones left in the royal study.

   Emperor Xia asked: "How is this little guy doing in the Bachelor's Hall?"

   Didn't ask how he behaved, how could he not know Ding Yi's temperament?

Wei Shang thought about it, and then said: "Sleep during the day, go to the bar at night, drunk and dreaming! Ever since His Royal Highness transferred Zhang Ronghua, the Rongwei Zhonglang of the East Palace, to the Bachelor's Hall and assigned him to the Library Hall, he was subdued on the first day, and he went to heaven and earth at night. That kid from the Huo family was also there, and he asked Ning Xue to accompany him, and he was attacked that night! Since then, he seems to have changed his temper and has been honest. He didn't go to Goulan to listen to music these days, and his physical condition has improved a bit. "

   Emperor Xia stroked his dragon beard, and a rare smile appeared on his staid and majestic face: "So, I can rest assured!"

  Wei Shang knew the reason, and secretly thought that Ding Yi is a boy who is really blessed and does not know how to be blessed. He has registered in His Majesty's heart, but he will not stay in the Bachelor's Hall if he eats snacks, and his official position will be promoted by at least two levels.

   "You said it's so late, he won't go back, he will show me with a real dragon order, what's the matter?"

  Wei Shang thought about it for a while, then shook his head, he couldn't guess!

   This kid is not a normal person, who knows what he is thinking.

   Footsteps sounded, Eunuch Xiao pushed open the palace door, and brought Ding Yi in. After he entered the imperial study, he closed the palace door.

  Ding Yi quickly stepped forward and saluted: "I have seen Your Majesty!"

  Eunuch Xiao tactfully stepped back and waited outside.

   "Give me a seat!"

   Wei Shang went down and put a chair beside him.

   "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

  Emperor Xia was really kind to him, put away his majesty, for fear of frightening Ding Yi, smiled, and asked kindly: "Tell me! What are you doing with me?"

  Ding Yi seemed to have a spring under his buttocks, and hurriedly stood up from the chair.

  Even though Emperor Xia bestowed the seat, he only sat on a quarter of his buttocks, and his back was very straight. He was ready for this moment at any time, and spoke out in detail the words organized in the future tense.

   Only his voice sounded in the hall.

  From the first sentence he spoke, Emperor Xia and Wei Shang looked at each other indiscriminately. From the eyes of each other, they saw the solemnity, put away their contempt, and listened carefully.

  My heart is not as calm as it seems on the surface, and there are huge waves.

   After finishing speaking, Ding Yi didn't dare to raise his head, waiting for Emperor Xia's decision!

Emperor Xia stretched out two fingers, knocked on the table of the royal case, and there was a sound of "dong dong", and his heart was hot. If what he said was true, Zhang Ronghua could really create such a kung fu, and Lian Dingyi could do it like this. People can practice cultivation to make them normal and increase their lifespan. His body is much stronger than Ding Yi's. If he cultivates, can he increase his lifespan?

  Although he was hot in his heart, he didn't show it on his face, and still had a kind smile: "Is what you said true?"

   "I dare not lie!"

   "I agree, but you have to remember, don't tell outsiders about this exercise. After you go back to practice, if you have any results, report to me immediately!"

   Paused for a while, and worried, fearing that the collection of books in the Hall of Scholars would not be enough, Zhang Ronghua would not be able to create them, so he asked without a trace: "Are there enough books over there? If not, I will ask someone to send some over there."

  Ding Yi was secretly delighted, although he didn't know why Emperor Xia did this, he could only blame it on his love for him, and he wasn't sure: "I don't know either, but my brother said it was a little bit close, so I think there is no problem!"

  Wei Shang is worthy of being the roundworm in Emperor Xia's stomach. He also sees hope. If Zhang Ronghua can really create such a kung fu, Ding Yi can practice it, and His Majesty can practice it too.

Let him test the water first, and make sure there is an effect without any sequelae, so His Majesty can start to practice. Fearing that Zhang Ronghua's knowledge reserve is not enough, he suggested: "Your Majesty! There are just a batch of abandoned Taoist treasures at the Wanshu Palace that need to be disposed of. Send it over?"

"Can!"

  Getting permission, and also got a collection of books for nothing, Ding Yi was happy, as if he saw that he was living a normal life, and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

  Wei Shang walked down from the high platform, smiled slightly, his old face wrinkled together like a chrysanthemum: "Come with us!"

  Take him out of the Imperial Study Room and walk towards the Wanshu Hall.

   With the door of the temple closed.

  The excitement in Emperor Xia’s heart rarely appeared on his face, the dragon’s eyes gleamed with splendor, and a terrifying fighting spirit appeared, muttering to himself: "Shimin did a good job this time!"

  Wanshudian.

  The door of the temple is closed.

   Wei Shang's next move left Ding Yi stunned. This is not dealing with discarded old books, it almost moved away one-tenth of the Daozang here.

  Take out a sumeru bag, grab it from the air, and see that all the Daozang on the bookshelf have been caught and put in. It seems that there are no less than a thousand books, which is just the tip of the ocean for Nuoda’s Wanshudian.

  Smiled slightly, handed the sumeru bag over, patted him on the shoulder, and solemnly reminded: "Only you and Zhang Ronghua know about this matter, and no third person can know about it except you! Remember?"

Ding Yi is not an idiot. Although he doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in his gourd, judging from the behavior in front of him, the matter is very important. He solemnly put the sumeru bag in his arms, with a serious expression, and patted his chest to promise: "Eunuch Wei, please don't worry! My Ding family has bathed in the emperor's favor for generations. No matter how talented Ding Yi is, he knows the seriousness of this matter and will never reveal a word!"

   "Don't call him Eunuch Wei, our family and your grandfather are old acquaintances, call him Grandpa Wei!"

   "Grandpa Wei!"

   "Go! Inform our family immediately if there is a result."

  Ding Yi bid farewell, and under the **** of Ren Huangwei, he rushed towards the Hall of Scholars.

  Go back to the Royal Study Room.

  Wei Shang closed the palace door, stopped at Yuan, and reported the matter.

  Xiahuang said: "You think he can succeed?"

   "Whether you succeed or not, you and your Majesty have nothing to lose. It is good to succeed, and even if you fail, you have nothing to lose."

   "I want Zhang Ronghua's detailed information!"

"Please wait!"

  Wei Shang left, and within a few minutes, he returned again, holding a thick document in his hand and putting it on the imperial case.

Xia Huang looked at it one by one, and the records were very detailed and complete, including the three generations of his ancestors, all of which were introduced in detail, and what happened these days, except those hidden ones, were all recorded, including the relationship between Yang Hongling and Yang Hongling. , The relationship between the old master.

   Read it.

   Emperor Xia asked: "What do you think his cultivation is?"

   "Great Grandmaster is around one or two levels!"

"At such a young age, without any resources, with such a background, he has cultivated to become a grand master. His talent is very strong! No wonder he can be valued by the old master, and let the people of the world sacrifice some interests in exchange. If it was only 10 to 20% just now The expectation is now raised to half."

   "When the old slave came, he had blocked the news, and no one knew about it!"

   "As long as he succeeds, even if it only increases his lifespan by ten years, I can do many things!"

   Speaking of this, Emperor Xia's majestic eyes shot out with monstrous murderous aura.

  …

   Library Hall.

  Zhang Ronghua had finished eating, put down his chopsticks, ate black grapes, and spat the skins into the trash can.

   Before anyone arrived, Ding Yi's excited voice came from outside: "Brother, I'm back!"

   "It looks like it's done."

   stood up from the chair, opened the door and walked out.

Ding Yi slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of him. Just as he was about to say something, he was afraid that the walls would have ears, so he dragged him into the library hall, closed the door, and lowered his voice: "It's done! Your Majesty has promised, return it to me." I have this."

  Take out the Sumeru bag from his arms and hand it over.

  Zhang Ronghua took it casually and asked, "What's in it?"

  Ding Yi let it go, and blinked triumphantly: "Guess!"

   Seeing his sullen face, he immediately panicked.

   "One-tenth of the Daozang of the Hall of Thousand Books!"

   After staying in the Palace of Scholars for a few days, I have a general understanding of various departments in the palace.

  The Hall of Thousand Books is the place where the collection of books is stored. It is a palace in Nuoda. It is full of books, all kinds of books, and even ancient books.

  Although Zhang Ronghua wanted to go in, read all the books inside and make them his own, but his status was not enough, so Ding Yi unexpectedly gave him a surprise.

  Calm down, feel wrong again!

  Emperor Xia is very good, it’s fine to allow them to be on duty in the palace, why should he bestow these daozangs?

  Opened the sumeru bag and took a look. There were nearly 2,000 books in it.

  In the Hall of Thousand Books just now, Wei Shang grabbed it from the air, and countless books flew in. Ding Yi only read the outline, but he didn't know how many there were.

  Every book is very thick, some are even a set, even the thinnest one is tens of centimeters high, and the thickest set is half the height of a person.

  If someone else saw it, his head would immediately grow bigger, but in his eyes, these are treasures! No money will be exchanged.

   Doubts are even heavier.

  Looking at him seriously, he said, "Tell me about the process in detail!"

  Ding Yi didn't speak immediately, but walked to the window cautiously, closed it, and returned again: "Brother, let's go inside and talk."

"it is good!"

  The two of them reached the lounge and closed the door.

  Ding Yi looked solemn: "Brother, you are a warrior, can you prevent others from eavesdropping?"

Zhang Ronghua nodded, knowing the seriousness of the matter, even if it involved a lot, if not, he would not be so cautious, condensed Xuanhuang Zhenyuan into a barrier to protect the two of them, even if Ding Yi broke the barrier Throat, outsiders could not hear, said: "Okay."

Looking at the golden enchantment, Ding Yi was curious, tapped with two fingers, and there was a "dong dong" sound, looking forward to it: "After I return to a normal person, I will definitely work hard to cultivate and strive to reach the level of your brother. "

  Zhang Ronghua smiled, patted him on the shoulder twice, didn't have the heart to hit him, and continued the topic just now: "Don't miss a little bit."

   "Yes." Ding Yi replied heavily.

  I will leave the Library Hall, meet the Emperor Xia, and everything about the Hall of Thousand Books. I will tell you everything in detail, without missing anything, including the True Dragon Order.

   Finish listening.

Zhang Ronghua's brain was running at high speed, analyzing the reason. Judging from the present, Emperor Xia should have heard that he could create a technique that can strengthen the meridians and increase the lifespan. If you can't create it, you will borrow Ding Yi's hand and hand over these books to him.

   Judging from this aspect, could it be that Emperor Xia is dead? Or, like Ding Yi, he was born with narrow or weak meridians, only half of ordinary people, or even half worse?

   Probably not!

   Only his lifespan is left. He is the Human Emperor, the supreme ruler of the Great Xia Dynasty, who holds the supreme power. What kind of things does such a big man want? As long as there is an order to increase the lifespan of exercises, pills, secret techniques, etc., the people below will scramble to deliver them, so why would they focus on this exercise that they created?

  (end of this chapter)