Chapter 762: Xinbao didn’t lie to you

Chapter 762 Xinbao Didn't Lie to You

Shen Zhuocheng barely suppressed his excitement, and began to teach Xinbao the sword technique of Jinghong.

But Xinbao has always learned boxing and kicking, and has never formally learned weapons. His hands are small and weak, so he doesn't learn smoothly.

So Shen Zhuocheng asked her to learn how to swing a sword first, and Xinbao could only hold the wooden sword and swing it one by one.

Practice swinging first, and then practice stabbing. This is a hard work. It takes hard work and practice for a long time... There is nothing to teach. Yuan Shenjue stood beside her and accompanied her. Shen Zhuocheng couldn't help but asked Hao Huashi: " Why did Your Highness give me that elixir?"

Hao Huashi smiled and said, "Of course there is something for you to do."

Shen Zhuocheng inquired carefully: "I don't know what it is?"

Hao Huashi smiled and said, "I'll tell you this, but don't let it out before things get done, and don't complain if you change people midway."

Shen Zhuocheng answered yes repeatedly.

Hao Huashi leaned over and whispered.

Shen Zhuocheng's eyes were sharp.

For him, this is really a very relieved, very refreshing, very return home errand.

Shen Zhuocheng also said in a low voice: "I practice hard. If my kung fu is high enough, I won't change people, right? I will definitely do my best!"

Hao Huashi nodded with a smile, and said: "The emperor originally wanted to be the No. 1 scholar in martial arts. My master thought you were suitable, so he insisted on fighting for the emperor. Maybe it was because he thought you were pleasing to the eye, or maybe because he had trained his body and it was easier than others. promote."

Shen Zhuocheng was overjoyed: "Zhuocheng is very grateful."

Hao Huashi tentatively understood his attitude, and sold it to the little master. He was also very happy, so he nodded.

Accompanied by his wife, Xinbao waved it two hundred times reluctantly, and said, "Is it all right?"

In fact, Shen Zhuo originally wanted her to swing a thousand times, but seeing that she obviously didn't like to practice this, he didn't dare to force her too much, so he coaxed her gently: "Your Highness, can you practice for a while longer?"

Xinbao felt that he was a reasonable person, so he swung another hundred times vigorously, his tired wrists were sore, before he could say anything, he put down the sword directly: "Okay, that's it, Xinbao should go to practice lightness kung fu Already!"

She didn't dare to look at him, spread her short legs, and ran away in a hurry.

Yuan Shen Jue and Hao Huashi quickly followed.

Xinbao practiced light kung fu now as if it was a game. When the time came, she quickly went to the Qing Palace without even changing her clothes.

Shen Zhuocheng could only leave the palace temporarily, while thinking about how to let her practice strength.

Xinbao arrived at Qianqing Palace, changed his clothes, and rested for a while before preparing to practice calligraphy.

He lowered his head to arrange the pen and ink, Xinbao went over, stretched out his small arm, grabbed the sleeve with one hand, and skillfully rolled it to the back of the elbow, twisted it laboriously, twisted a small corner, and tucked it up.

Yuan Shen Jue raised his forehead.

Since Li Songqing made such a quick fix that day, whenever she practices calligraphy, she must tuck up her sleeves...

But Li Songqing is wearing an official robe with wide sleeves, so writing is really in the way, but her sleeves are not fat at all! It's just plain straight sleeves!

Yuan Shen Jue coaxed her in a low voice: "Xinbao, did you forget that you got red marks on your arms yesterday? You don't need to tuck in your sleeves."

While he was talking, he wanted to put down his sleeves for her, but Xinbao blocked it with one hand: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, Xinbao is not afraid of pain."

Yuan Shenjue said speechlessly: "But why is this necessary?"

"Of course it is necessary!" Tuanzi grabbed his sleeves with both hands and tucked them in for him very smoothly, saying, "Just try it and you will know! Xinbao has already tried it! Xinbao found out that writing like this It’s so beautiful! You can write like a god!”

Yuan Shen Jue: "..."

He silently glanced at Li Songqing.

Then he went out, asked someone to deliver a robe with arrow sleeves to Li Songqing, and moved Li Songqing's table by himself, so that it was level with Xinbao's table.

Li Songqing didn't ask much, so he changed his clothes, changed a piece of paper, and began to write Xinbao's "Fat Head Fish".

Xinbao glanced here, glanced here...

Li Songqing didn't care about her, and kept writing a large sheet.

Xinbao looked at what he had written, then at what he had written, thought for a while, and asked someone, "Xinbao also wants a dress like this."

Hua Shuang and the others had already prepared it, and quickly put it on for her.

Then Xinbao imitated Li Songqing's demeanor, and wrote down slowly, finishing the whole sheet in one breath.

Yuan Shen Jue just breathed a sigh of relief and felt that the matter was settled, when he saw Tuanzi pick up the two pieces of paper and called Huashuang: "You take the pen and ink, let's go out and do an investigation."

Hua Shuang quickly held it for her, Xinbao went to the waiting area to find a few civil servants, and everyone chose one of the two.

She came back after a while, and put two pieces of paper on Yuan Shenjue's desk: "Look! Xinbao didn't lie to you, did she? Writing with sleeves rolled up is better than writing without! Xinbao didn't believe it at first. Yes, but this is the truth! A lot of things have to be tried before they have the right to speak!"

So she put on the clothes with big sleeves again, tucked up the corners of the sleeves again, and began to write.

Looking at her milky little arms, Yuan Shenjue was speechless for a while... This little brat is getting harder and harder to lie to.

Li Songqing watched with relish.

After finishing writing that one, he didn't write any more, just sat beside him drinking tea, and when it was time for Tuanzi to practice, he unbuttoned his sleeves, and Hua Shuang knelt down to rub her red mark.

Li Songqing acted on his duty as a "half-teacher", and went over to her and said, "Your Highness, do you know why you think you can write well by just rolling up your sleeves?"

Tuanzi glanced at him, and sighed like a grown-up: "Alas! People are so ugly, when they can't do something well and don't want to work hard, they start to believe in metaphysics."

Li Songqing: "...Pfft!"

He couldn't help laughing out loud!

This is too funny! How did she know he was going to say this!

He couldn't laugh anymore, Emperor Ming Pei heard the laughter over there, and said angrily: "Fang Wuyou!"

Fang Wuyou hurried over: "Your Majesty?"

Emperor Ming Pei said: "My heart is here, these people can't be happier!"

Fang Wuyou: "...??"

He could only say: "Yes, yes, Your Highness is already likable."

Emperor Ming Pei snorted coldly, stood up after a while, strode out, and arrived here.

As soon as he entered the door, Xinbao was quite happy, but when he saw Emperor Ming Pei's expression, Xinbao was a little strange, ran over, grabbed his hand with both hands, and looked up: "Yeah? Are you unhappy?"

Emperor Ming Pei nodded: "Yes!"

"Who made Yeye angry?" Xinbao patted his small chest: "Yaye told Xinbao, and Xinbao scolded him for Yeye!"

Emperor Ming Pei took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to her: "Look, the letter from Jiangnan is written by your mother."

Xinbao opened it for a closer look, and Yuan Shenjue also came over to watch with her.

(end of this chapter)

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