Huangxiu

Chapter 92 Consumption

After lunch, Chu Zhiyuan decided not to go out in the afternoon and stayed in the palace to concentrate on practicing martial arts.

It would be good if Cheng Tianfeng's confidence is gone. If not, then we will try to have one more fight with him before he leaves Yujing and completely destroy him.

So we must not slack off and must continue to practice.

While he was eating, he kept thinking about Concubine Rou's encounter with poison.

Poison was used in the imperial palace. The person who did it was so bold. He was either stupid or had something on his mind.

The fools in the palace have long since turned into dried bones.

I'm afraid it's the latter.

What can we rely on?
Even if it was a favorite concubine, the emperor could not tolerate doing this, as it was a taboo.

Who could that be?

Apart from the favorite concubine, who else in the palace has such courage?

It's really puzzling.

He ate his meal absentmindedly, and when he returned to Tingtao Courtyard, Guo Chi and Gao Jiong were already waiting there.

"My Lord." Guo Chi snorted with a sullen face, "I found out that they are from the Dazhen envoys!"

"Sent by Cheng Tianfeng?"

"It's not Cheng Tianfeng."

"What to do?"

"I was just ordered to keep an eye on your whereabouts, my Lord."

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Gao Jiong.

Gao Jiong nodded: "Just as the prince expected, there are people watching outside the Anguo Mansion. They must be sent by Cheng Tianfeng, the prince of Dazhen."

"How unscrupulous." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

Guo Chi said in a deep voice: "My Lord, since he has acted so recklessly, give him a good beating and let him know that this is Yujing, not Shenjing!"

"Not appropriate." Gao Jiong said hurriedly.

Guo Chi's eyes widened: "Lao Gao, what's wrong with that? Are we just going to let him bully us like this?"

Gao Jiong looked at him helplessly, then looked at Chu Zhiyuan, clasped his fists and said, "Think twice, my lord."

Chu Zhiyuan's face was as gloomy as water, and he looked at him quietly.

Gao Jiong said: "Old Ji is interrogating them to see if he can find out anything else... When I came here, Old Ji specifically reminded the prince not to be impulsive and not to fight back rashly."

Guo Chi was dissatisfied and said angrily: "This is Yujing, it is our territory, why can't we fight back!"

"Because this is Yujing," Gao Jiong sighed, "we must not hurt him, otherwise, the prince will be in trouble when he goes there in the future."

Both sides must protect each other's envoys, especially members of the royal family. This is an established rule that cannot be broken.

Only small countries that don't follow the rules don't have to follow these rules.

Superpowers like Dajing, Dazhen and Dameng all abide by this rule, which is both a form of decency and a form of self-protection.

Not to mention the alliance between Dajing and Dazhen, even if a delegation from Dameng came, Dajing would have to ensure the safety of the delegation.

"...Are we just going to watch him do whatever he wants?" Guo Chi couldn't understand or accept it, and gritted his teeth and said, "Otherwise, pretend to be someone else..."

"The Dazhen delegation's defense is very tight." Gao Jiong shook his head.

"This won't work, and that won't work either. What should we do?" Guo Chi said impatiently, "We can't just passively take a beating like this!"

Gao Jiong looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

He actually didn't know what to do.

It is really that Prince Cheng Tianfeng is too presumptuous and arrogant, and dares to do anything. They are both princes, and both have princesses, yet they dare to plot such evil deeds.

Chu Zhiyuan stood up and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

He was furious and thought Cheng Tianfeng was a madman. He really wanted to stab him to death with a sword.

But the reality is that you can’t just hit it directly.

Not only because he was in Yujing, but also because he was protected by a grandmaster.

All I can do is to retaliate in his own way, and I should make it even worse and beat him hard.

Thinking of this, he stopped and said calmly: "Send these people to Ma Tianhe of the Supervision Department and ask him to find out the boss of these two people. After catching them, follow the clues to find out more. The more the better!"

"Yes!" Gao Jiong said solemnly: "My Lord, Lao Ji is also an expert in interrogation."

"The information we received is not as important as what the Inspectorate obtained through interrogation, and it is not appropriate for us to arrest anyone."

The Qing Palace has no power to arrest Dazhen's secret spies. It is not their place to interfere in other people's affairs. It is legitimate and proper to let the Supervisory Office take action.

It not only gives credit to the Supervisory Office, but also earns credit for oneself, killing two birds with one stone.

After all, Leng Nanfeng was very generous at the beginning.

"Yes!" Gao Jiong nodded solemnly. Guo Chi also followed him out angrily.

Chu Zhiyuan watched them leave and turned his gaze towards the direction of Sifang Pavilion, his eyes flashing brightly and coldly filled with murderous intent.

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Chu Zhiyuan stood in the middle of the yard, holding a flying knife in his hand.

As black as ink, it is the Night Sword.

Snow-white and flawless, it is a daytime knife.

The two swords together become a hidden sword.

Each of the three swords has its own method of controlling the sword, with different natures and powers.

He picked up a knife, activated it with the Night Sword Technique, and swung his hand.

The black light flashed and disappeared.

"Bang!" A fist-sized piece of strange stone on the rockery next to the stone table exploded into pieces and scattered all around.

He frowned and shook himself.

The energy in his body was drained away in an instant, not only his true energy but also his spirit. His eyes became blurry and dark.

I felt weak and hungry all over, as if I had been hungry for three days and had also endured three days of sleepless nights.

He was busy practicing the Di Yuan Jue and Tian Yuan Jue at the same time.

The gurgling true qi is injected into the Dantian, circulates within the body, and the feeling of weakness disappears.

The cool air is injected into the center of the eyebrows, and the spirit is restored in the blink of an eye, as if one has had a deep sleep and feels refreshed.

He stood up again and looked at the situation on the opposite side.

The knife was accurate and fast.

His figure disappeared in a flash and appeared in front of the rockery. He stabbed a piece of bluestone with a sword, and with a light "hiss", the bluestone exploded.

The Qingying sword is sheathed.

Chu Zhiyuan used super sense to compare the difference between the two.

In terms of power, the flying knife was actually superior, which was beyond his expectations.

He originally thought that the Qingying Sword was sharp, and it was also blessed with his own powerful strength and speed.

Although the flying knife is powerful, its power and speed are greatly lost after being shot so far. How can it compare to the Great Avalanche Sword Technique performed by Qingying Sword?

The truth is quite the opposite.

The power of the flying knife is even stronger than the Great Avalanche Sword Technique, or even more powerful than that.

Is this because of his advanced mental skills?
The brilliance of this mental method comes from the addition of mental power, which seems to have caused a change in the true energy.

He then tried again.

This time he used the Sword Washing Technique, and then used the energy of the Sword Washing Technique to activate the Great Avalanche Sword Technique, and immediately the Qingying Sword burst out with sword light.

"laugh!"

The bluestone turned into powder.

This is the domineering nature of Gang Qi. It looks ordinary, but it contains powerful power, similar to dynamite.

He thought about it, then practiced the Sword Washing Technique, transformed it into Gangqi, and then used it to activate the Night Sword Technique of the Heart-Questioning Sword.

"laugh!"

With a flash of black light, the bluestone turned into powder, and even further, the stones around the bluestone were turned into powder. A hole about half an arm deep appeared on the rockery.

Chu Zhiyuan was shocked.

The power shocked him greatly; it was far beyond his imagination.

He suddenly swayed and shook his head, and found that his face was as pale as paper, and he was extremely tired and weak.

His true energy and spirit had been restored, but he still felt weak and tired all over, as if he had hypoglycemia after being hungry for too long.

He looked serious.

The essence, energy and spirit were all drained away. I replenished the energy and spirit, but the essence was not replenished. This sword of self-examination really cannot be used too often.

He suppressed his weakness and asked Zou Fang to ask Mo Yi to go to the kitchen to get some meat dishes, which could be brought directly without heating. The most important thing was to be fast.

He ate two kilograms of beef in one go and was already very full, but his fatigue and weakness were not relieved.

So he went back to the couch and took a nap.

I woke up an hour later and still felt tired.

Super senses penetrate the body inside and out, and what is lost is a strange breath, which is different from true qi and spiritual light.

This strange smell is not produced after food is digested, nor does it come from the stomach.

(End of this chapter)