"The residence of Concubine Jing is in front! Eunuch Hai has arranged everything, you just go in." Xiao Guizi said, pointing to the small and unique palace in front of them with carved railings and jade buildings.
After Zhou Yi agreed to work with Hai Dafu to investigate the fake empress dowager, he finally proposed to meet Concubine Jing of the Dugu clan. After a little hesitation, Hai Dafu agreed and ordered Xiao Guizi to take Zhou Yi to meet Concubine Dugu.
"Thank you, eunuch." Zhou Yi smiled at Xiao Guizi, nodded, and walked in quickly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she reached the door, a palace maid raised her eyebrows angrily and said, "Where did this ignorant little eunuch come from? How dare you disturb Concubine Jing's rest!"
Zhou Yi, who had been dressed up as a young eunuch, bowed and said quickly: "I dare not, but Eunuch Hai asked me to deliver a letter to Concubine Jing. I hope you will accept my request!" After that, Zhou Yi handed the letter from Dugu Feng to the little palace maid.
"Okay!" The little maid nodded, took the letter and turned back to the palace.
Zhou Yi waited at the door for a while, and the little palace maid came back and handed a reply letter to Zhou Yi, saying, "The queen said she already knew about this matter, and asked you to thank Eunuch Hai. This is the queen's reply letter, you can take it back!"
"this... ... "
Zhou Yi was somewhat suspicious: Why didn't the empress even see him? However, since he was in the Forbidden City, Zhou Yi couldn't get angry, so he had to put away the letter and left in dismay.
After walking a distance, Zhou Yi couldn't wait to open the envelope, only to see a line of tiny words written in beautiful handwriting on it.
Tonight at midnight, in the imperial kitchen’s dried meat room!
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The palace of the gods in heaven and the home of the emperor in the world. The emperor's food is incomparable to that of ordinary people. This imperial kitchen not only gathers the best chefs in the world, but also gathers the best ingredients from all corners of the world!
Zhou Yi had been waiting in the dried meat room early, and out of boredom he began to gnaw on the various types of dried meat hanging there. Just after midnight, a woman dressed as a palace maid quietly slipped into the dried meat room. After entering, she carefully looked at the situation outside, then quietly closed the door and turned to look at Zhou Yi!
"Are you the person sent by Miss Dugu Feng?"
Zhou Yi nodded and said, "The young lady specifically asked me to help you. Without further ado, please help me restore "The Blue Sky and the Red Dust"!" After that, Zhou Yi took out the "Wordless Book" from his arms and handed it to the woman.
The woman remained speechless, reached out to take the book, took out a bottle of liquid from her arms, and gently sprinkled it on the "Wordless Book"!
Ding! Hearing the clear and pleasant system prompt sound, Zhou Yi suddenly felt as happy as if he was in heaven! Haha! Finally, I have the ultimate swordsmanship! The day when the emancipated serfs sing is coming soon!
"Player Qianbeibuzui has learned the superior swordsmanship "Blue Sky Swordsmanship" and the superior status "Red Dust Body Skills"!"
"What?" Zhou Yi suddenly jumped up from where he was standing and said angrily, "Isn't "Blue Sky and Red Dust" a unique skill?"
The woman smiled and said, "Of course the Dugu clan's unique skill, 'The Blue Sky and the Red Dust', is a unique skill, but it only works if you combine the 'Blue Sky Sword Skill' and the 'Red Dust Body Skill' into one! Do you think it's so easy for you to get the Dugu clan's treasure? After you help me complete the task, go back to Dugu Feng, and she will naturally teach you how to practice 'The Blue Sky and the Red Dust'!"
Depend on!
Zhou Yi secretly complained in his heart that Dugu Feng was really a scheming bitch, so he could only curl his lips helplessly and said, "Tell me! What task do you want to complete?"
"Let me introduce myself first! My name is Dugu Jing, a player from the Dugu clan, and my current identity is Concubine Jing of Emperor Kangxi!"
Zhou Yi nodded unhappily and said, "My name is Qianbei Buzui! What's the point of you, a player, being a concubine of an NPC?"
Dugu Jing said indifferently: "I am a girl. Compared with the martial arts world, I prefer the intrigues of the palace. What do you care about me?"
Hearing this, Zhou Yi thought of Wu Tianxia, who was determined to become a captain of police, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that everyone has their own aspirations.
Dugu Jing said calmly: "Let's not talk about anything else. My most important thing now is to win the favor of the Qing emperor, so that the Dugu family can once again become a foreign family!"
After hearing this, Zhou Yi felt his scalp tingling. He touched his head and said, "My Lady! How can a martial artist like me help you with this matter of harem fighting for favor?"
"Of course!" Dugu Jing affirmed with absolute certainty: "The current Qing emperor is designed based on the templates of the two legendary emperors Kangxi and Qianlong. He is a man of great talent and strategy. If we can help him eliminate Oboi, do you think I will become his confidant?"
"Haha! Let's fight!" Zhou Yi rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "I'm not bragging, in this project, I admit that I am second, no one..."
"Aobai's iron shirt has been practiced to perfection. It is invulnerable to swords and spears, water and fire!"
After hearing this, Zhou Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and he laughed and said, "Ah, ah, ah... Where were we just talking about?"
Seeing Zhou Yi's embarrassment, Dugu Jing couldn't help but smile and said, "But don't worry, I have asked the emperor to train a lot of Kubu, and I won't let you face the first warrior of Manchuria alone!"
"Humph! You have no ambition!" Dugu Jing had just finished speaking when a loud curse suddenly came from the beams: "What do you mean the most courageous man in Manchuria? He's just a Tartar. We can find any martial artist among the Han people and beat him to a pulp!"
Zhou Yi and Dugu Jing looked up and saw a man with a rectangular face, a slight beard under the chin, rough hands and feet, and clothes full of patches but cleanly washed. In his hand he held a green bamboo stick, as bright as jade, and on his back he carried a large vermilion lacquered gourd.
"You are Hong Qigong!" With such a signature outfit, this person's identity is obvious!
"Hehe!" Hong Qigong laughed twice, jumped down from the beam, looked at the two men, frowned, and said: "As an old beggar, I hate you guys who scheme against each other the most in my life, but since you want to kill Aobai, the Tartar, I will make an exception and teach you a few moves!"
Zhou Yi was overjoyed and kept thanking Hong Qigong. Then, suppressing his excitement, he asked, "I wonder what martial arts Master Hong is willing to teach us?"
Hong Qigong turned his head to look at Zhou Yi, pinched his nose, and then said with a look of disgust: "This little girl is fine, but you, a scum of the world, want me to teach you martial arts, huh! You wishful thinking!" After saying that, Hong Qigong suddenly pounced on Zhou Yi.
Hong Qigong put his right hand behind his back and just hit out with his left palm. There was a low roar, and suddenly a strong wind blew. A golden dragon appeared and fell on Hong Qigong's palm, and rushed towards Zhou Yi without hesitation.
"Oh my God! This is the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" Dugu Jing on the side covered her mouth and screamed.
Zhou Yi, who was at the center of the palm power, suddenly felt the incomparable pressure. He immediately pushed all the Nine Heavens True Qi in his body to its peak, forming a thin layer of air above his palms. He struck out with all his strength, trying to weaken this world's most powerful palm technique as much as possible!
Who would have thought that when the two palms collided, Zhou Yi actually felt that his full-strength attack seemed to have hit a ball of cotton. The pale golden unparalleled golden dragon seemed to have opened its bloody mouth, and suddenly dissolved all of Zhou Yi's palm power, disappearing without a trace.
"This..." Zhou Yi stared at Hong Qigong, who was standing there with his hands retracted and looking at him with a smile, in astonishment. He said in disbelief, "Is this the so-called realm of combining hardness and softness in palm techniques, and making light of heavy objects?"
"That's right!" Hong Qigong stroked his white beard and said with a smile, "When Master Zhang of Wudang traveled around the world, he never used any peerless martial arts. He only relied on this soft palm technique! As long as you can practice it to the point where you can do whatever you want without any distinction between hardness and softness, you can be considered to have just started with this soft palm technique!"
After saying that, Hong Qigong reached out and grabbed a handful of high-quality dried meat, then proudly flipped out of the window. Bewildered, Zhou Yi looked down at his palm and muttered softly.
"Follow your heart's desire, regardless of hardness or softness?" (To be continued)