The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 192
Immediately afterwards, as soon as he came back to his senses, he said: "The emperor already has Brother Le to guide him, so why do you need Jun to teach you?"

He really chose to decline.

Zhao Dongting's heart skipped a beat, he didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Le Wuhui said next to him, "Brother Jun is a hundred times better than me in martial arts. The swordsmanship of Xiaoyaoyou and Guiyuan are both martial arts masterpieces. So far, Le has only taught the emperor the basic swordsmanship. I also invite brother Jun to teach the emperor for the Song Dynasty. Practice martial arts."

He spoke very sincerely, his voice fell, and he even bowed.

Zhao Dongting hurriedly followed suit, "Please help me, senior."

At this moment, facing someone like Jun Tianfang, he would naturally not put on airs of the emperor.

To deal with the nobles in Leizhou, you need to show power, but to someone like Jun Tianfang who has reached the top in a certain field, you can only treat each other with sincerity.

Jun Tianfang sat on the stone pier, feeling a bit in a dilemma.

With his temperament, he never planned to stay in the palace for a long time, as soon as Zhang Jue left, he would follow.Furthermore, he didn't know much about Zhao Dongting, let alone how talented Zhao Dongting was in martial arts, so he really didn't want to accept this apprentice casually.

However, Zhao Dongting is the emperor after all, and it is difficult for him to refuse at this time when Da Song Sheji is the case.

Fortunately, Zhang Jue knew him well, and at this time he made a sound and said: "Brother Jun, since the emperor is interested, why not try it? If the emperor's talent does not match your kung fu, then we will look for other methods for the emperor." The master is."

"it is good."

Jun Tianfang pondered for a while, and finally nodded.

He was thinking in his heart, deal with it for a few days first, and then when Zhang Jue left, he said that his martial arts skills were not suitable for the emperor, so he just left on his own.Anyway, there is no formal apprenticeship between the two, and that's fine.

Zhao Dongting was just delighted, "Thank you, senior."

At that moment, he became even more enthusiastic towards Jun Tianfang.

At this time, Le Wu and Ying Er came out of the room, Zhao Dongting asked Le Wu to call Yun Jing and Zhang Ru, making the yard lively.

Each of the four women is good at winning games, and their beauty is incomparable, adding a bit of spring to the courtyard in this winter.

Although Yinger is already a quasi-imperial concubine with a noble status, she still habitually serves tea and water beside her, showing her gentleness and virtuousness.

Le Wu smiled and lingered next to Le Wuhui, and glanced at Jun Tianfang with agile eyes from time to time, full of admiration, every mouthful of Uncle Jun was so sweet that Jun Tianfang couldn't hold back his face at all.

Zhang Ru'an stood quietly behind Zhang Jue, pressing his grandfather's shoulders.

Yun Jin stood quietly, like a white orchid in a valley, with a charming smile.

Such a leisurely time always passed quickly, and it was noon in the blink of an eye. A eunuch asked Zhao Dongting if he would have a meal, and after receiving an affirmative answer, dozens of eunuchs and maids lined up and came in from the courtyard with dishes.

The dishes are from the Imperial Dining Room.

The wine is fine wine brought out from the private cellars of the Lin'an royal family.

Zhao Dongting arranged for everyone to sit down, and he sat with Ying Er, with a smile all over his face, and raised his glass, "Come, let's have a drink together."

Then he tilted his neck and poured the whole glass of wine down his throat.

The wine of this era is not comparable to that of later generations. The alcohol content is not high, which is similar to that of beer. As long as you are not allergic to alcohol or extremely weak, it is really easy to drink a few catties.

Jun Tianfang and Zhang Jue also drank up the wine very boldly, even Zhang Ru, Yun Jin and others were not alone.

Soon, the wine passed three rounds.

No matter how low the alcohol content is, the wine can be intoxicating.

While drinking, the flushed Jun Tianfang suddenly stood up, staggered drunkenly, his eyes were blurred, and he drew his sword and waved it in the hall.

Immediately, a cold glow emerged in the hall.

Zhang Jue shook his head and chanted a majestic tune. The dishes on the table were turned upside down, and he tapped rhythmically with his chopsticks.

The Southern Song Dynasty emphasized prose, with a profound cultural background, and the ministers of the court were talented in poetry, painting, chess, and music.Although Zhang Jue came from the army, he is also a songwriter who is proficient in rhythm.

The sound of jingling can be heard endlessly, which is quite pleasant.

Jun Tianfang danced carelessly.

Le Wuwei watched with drunken eyes and applauded from time to time.In Jun Tianfang's sword dance, he seems to recall the scene when he was happy in the world.

It was really a bloody time to fight with the sword and fight against each other.Although he has already passed the year of knowing his destiny, he still can't stop his blood boiling when he recalls those years.

In the rivers and lakes, the past and blood of too many heroes are sealed.

Zhao Dongting seems to have no whereabouts in Jun Tianfang, and he seems to be moved by some kind of emotion in the sword dance like a magic dance.

Holding the wine glass, he narrowed his eyes slightly, dazed in a daze.

Yun Jin, who was sitting alone, suddenly burst out with a breathtaking brilliance.

When the sword lights all over the hall suddenly faded away, Jun Tianfang put his sword back into its sheath, and picked up the wine jar and drank wildly, half drunk.

The sound of Zhang Jue's beating on the porcelain bowl became more and more urgent, just like the thundering drums of both sides before a decisive battle.Then, it stopped suddenly.

The hall suddenly fell silent.

This is the first time that Zhao Dongting has felt the charm of classical music, which is not a decadent sound.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but saw Yun Jin standing up suddenly from behind the table, kneeling in front of Jun Tianfang, "I beg senior to teach Yun Jin how to dance the sword!"

Jun Tianfang looked deeply at Yunjin, with a dazed expression, and said slowly: "Okay, I'll teach you. However, this is sword dance."

Zhao Dongting was dumbfounded.

This promises?
Compared to the reluctance when he promised himself, Jun Tianfang is obviously too straightforward now.

As for such gender discrimination?
Yun Jin kowtowed respectfully, "Yun Jin pays homage to Master."

Le Wu was also eager to try, but was held back by Le Wuwei, "Sword dance is not suitable for your temperament."

Le Wu pouted, "Why isn't it suitable?"

Le Wuhui didn't answer any more.

After the banquet, Jun Tianfang brought Zhao Dongting and Yunjin to the courtyard, and said to Yunjin, "You will follow my teacher from now on."

Yun Jin was slightly stunned, and looked towards Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting knew what she meant.

Jun Tianfang might have to leave the palace, but she said that she would only live for Li Yuanxiu in the future.If she didn't let go, she would rather stay in the palace and be a canary than leave with Jun Tianfang.

Thinking of this, Zhao Dongting smiled lightly and said, "That's fine too."

Yunjin felt relieved, and Ruyue's eyes showed gratitude.

Jun Tianfang looked at Zhao Dongting again, "Since your majesty has learned swordsmanship with brother Le, he should have some basic skills?"

Zhao Dongting nodded and asked the eunuch to bring the sword.Suddenly pulling the sword out of its scabbard, the breath of the whole person suddenly changed.

The willows in the courtyard sway slightly as if blown by the wind.

Jun Tianfang was stunned, Zhang Jue was stunned, and then exclaimed, "Sword intent!"

Le Wuhui said beside him: "The emperor is very talented in the way of sword intent, but within a year, he has already comprehended the sword intent."

The expressions of Jun Tianfang and Zhang Jue became even more surprised.

Yun Jin, Zhang Ru and the others don't understand what this concept is, but they are clear about it.Being able to comprehend sword intent in such a short period of time can be called a peerless talent in the way of sword intent.Such a person, even if he doesn't practice any sword skills, his future achievements in the way of swordsmanship will not be too low.

Jun Tianfang suddenly said: "I thought the emperor was only interested in Jun's Happy Tour and Guiyuan Sword, but now it seems that Jun is really lucky."

Zhao Dongting put away his sword, and said modestly: "I just comprehended the meaning of the sword by chance."

Jun Tianfang shook his head slightly, "Swordsman in the world, who comprehends the meaning of sword is not accidental?"

In this way, Zhao Dongting began to learn Xiaoyaoyou and Guiyuanjian from Jun Tianfang.Jun Tianfang was extremely surprised by his talent in sword intent, and even Yun Jin didn't care about teaching him for the time being, and just tried his best to teach Zhao Dongting.

And Zhao Dongting has a good foundation in fighting, and he is indeed quite talented in the way of swordsmanship. He has just learned it, and he has the momentum to show his talents.

In a blink of an eye, it is the third day of the Lunar New Year.

Before dawn, Wuliang Temple sent more than a hundred Taoist priests to the palace to respectfully invite Zhao Dongting, Concubine Yang Shu and all civil and military officials to Wuliang Temple to offer sacrifices.

Yinger was formally dressed in concubine attire, and was led by Zhao Dongting. Followed by all the eunuchs and maids, Yingying walked out of the palace.

Outside the courtyard, [-] flying dragon soldiers were waiting in formation, wearing black armor and red tassels, with banners and flags waving.

When Zhao Da and Zhao Hu saw Zhao Dongting come out, they dismounted from their horses with all the soldiers and knelt down in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Zhao Dongting waved his hand to signal them to get up, and walked into the chariot with Concubine Yang Shu, Zhao Bing, and Ying Er.

The chariot is led by eight horses, and the golden curtains inlaid with colors look very gorgeous and majestic.

All the flying dragon soldiers got on their horses again, each holding a dragon flag, guarding around the chariot, and headed out of the palace in a mighty manner.

There are more than a hundred Taoist priests of Wuliang Temple leading the way, and behind the convoy are hundreds of eunuchs and court ladies waiting by the side, which can be described as mighty.

But at this time, in front of the palace gate, there were already the chariots and horses of all the civil and military officials of the Song court at this time.

The Huanglong Forbidden Army has already been under martial law, leading directly from the gate of the palace to the gate of Haikang County, and then to Wuliang Temple.

The court of the Southern Song Dynasty initially gained a foothold, and the majesty of the royal family gradually became apparent.

(End of this chapter)