Seeing such a reply, the manager's expression changed involuntarily. I just remembered how Chang E's family treated her when she was still on the farm.
"Little bastard, how dare you treat us like this!" Auntie jumped in anger, originally expecting Chang E to ask someone to bring back a large sum of gold and silver, but who would have thought that not only did they not even have old clothes, but they also lost face.
"Shut up." Chang Sheng blushed, snatched the letter and turned away.
The steward rolled his eyes, put on a mule cart, and headed for the King Kong Gate.
What happened in Jiuru Town, Chen Ziqi doesn't know yet. At this time, he is standing in the main hall of Danyang Palace, holding a pile of jewels and don't know which one to choose.
The renovation of Danyang Palace was completed, and Danyi moved in with Chen Ziqi. The emperor gave a lot of rewards, and the queen and the older prince also sent gifts.
Antique jade, jewelry accessories, placed all over the floor. Chen Ziqi couldn't move after seeing it, and it was fresh to see this, and that was also fresh. Dan Yi said, let him pick one and give it to him, Chen Ziqi, who wanted everything, suddenly got into trouble.
"Why isn't there any gold?" Chen Ziqi was lying in a big box, rummaging through her buttocks.
Dan Yi looked up from the book, glanced at him, and ignored it.
On the other hand, Linghe couldn't stand it anymore, and squatted beside Chen Ziqi with a smile: "Your Highness, some things are worth more than gold and silver. Look at this blood-red warm jade pony, it's worth a hundred taels of gold."
Chen Ziqi looked up and took the warm jade pony into his arms.
"And this, the mutton fat jade ornament from the previous dynasty is also worth a hundred taels of gold." Linghe took out another mutton fat jade plum lantern and showed it to him.
Chen Ziqi reached out and snatched the lamp again.
After a stick of incense, Chen Ziqi couldn't hold it in his arms, like a little monkey breaking corn, he took one and put down the other. He was carrying a jade horse in his hand, a string of night pearls was wrapped around his neck, and a set of four interstitial screens were placed at his feet.
Dan Yi did not intervene, and let him toss.
"What is this?" Chen Ziqi suddenly saw a plate full of pearls.
Linghe and Lingguan together picked up the thing, and it turned out to be a wind curtain made of pearls. Eight silver threads are strung together with lotus-seed rice-sized pearls, each one per inch is very even.
"This is from the national teacher." Linghe said with a smile.
National Division…
Speaking of the national teacher, Chen Ziqi remembered that the little red bird had not appeared for a long time. He always wanted to ask the national teacher, but he did not go.
The next day, after taking a rest, Chen Ziqi sauntered to the Taizhen Palace. He has been running around the town since he was a child. He has a very good memory of the route, and he found it by himself.
The Taizhen Palace is located in the front palace, together with the Taiji Palace and the Imperial Study Room, which dealt with the political affairs of the previous dynasty.
This is the place where the national teachers of all dynasties have lived and astrology since the founding of the country. The entire palace is made of white marble, which is incompatible with other palaces with red walls and glazed tiles.
There are guards in silver armor, guarding the gate of Taizhen Palace. When he saw someone coming, he immediately stretched out his halberd to block him.
"I want to see the national teacher." Chen Ziqiliang showed the prince jade pendant on his waist.
"The national teacher can't see the prince, please come back, Your Highness." The guard knew that he was the prince, and immediately took the halberd, but still prevented him from entering.
Chen Ziqi refused to leave when he saw that someone was passing through the door. Not long after, a veiled waiter came out and whispered, "The national teacher invites His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince to enter."
The guards were a little surprised, but didn't say anything, and let Chen Ziqi go in.
There are many low dragon claw locust trees planted in Taizhen Palace, and it seems that there is some pattern, but Chen Ziqi can't understand it. Following the waiter, he turned left and right on the winding path, and walked around for about a quarter of an hour before walking out of the woods.
"Your Highness, please." The waiter stopped in front of the main hall and motioned Chen Ziqi to go in by himself.
The main hall of Taizhen Palace has a wide room and high beams, and the floor is covered with pure black marble, which is smooth and can be used for reference. As soon as he crossed the threshold, a cool breeze hit his face.
There are not many decorations in the hall, a few futons are thrown randomly on the ground, and the national teacher is sitting behind a short table, holding a thin brush dipped in cinnabar to draw a picture.
The threshold was one foot high, and Chen Ziqi's short legs couldn't get over it, so he rode up first and then jumped down. When the national teacher heard the movement of the landing, he looked up and saw the little guy who stumbled and fell down, and couldn't help laughing.
"His Royal Highness is finally here," the national teacher raised his hand, and a futon in the distance automatically slid over without wind and placed it on the short side, "Please take a seat."
Air suction! Chen Ziqi's eyes widened in surprise. He had only heard about this kind of kung fu when Da Chen was bragging. It was the first time he had seen someone perform it. It was very novel.
Sitting on the futon obediently, Chen Ziqi looked at everything around and was curious, but facing the quiet national teacher, she was embarrassed to look around, so she could only lie on the lower table and watch the national teacher paint.
Three feet long snow-white rice paper, with cinnabar traced a very complicated cloud pattern, from beginning to end, the pen is connected.
"What kind of formation is this?" Chen Ziqi asked softly.
After the national teacher finished the last stroke, he threw the fine jade brush into the sapphire brush wash, and the crystal clear water was immediately dyed red by a little cinnabar, just like a red carp that suddenly turned out of the water in the blue lotus pond, which is quite interesting.
"His Royal Highness, do you want to ask about the formation?" The national teacher looked at him with a light smile.
"No," Chen Ziqi scratched his head and decided to ask an important question, "The little red chicken in Zhanghua Hall is the god of protecting the country, right?"
When the national teacher heard the word "chicken", the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "His Royal Highness thinks it is, that is."
What kind of answer is this, Chen Ziqi frowned: "Where did it go?" It's been a long time since I saw the divine chicken, wouldn't it be caught and stewed by the servants in the palace
"He's by your side," the national teacher opened the small sandalwood box on the short table, took out a palm-sized painting scroll from it, and handed it to Chen Ziqi, "When you need it, it will appear."
Chen Ziqi took it and opened the small scroll. Inside was a very fine meticulous painting. It was the red-haired and yellow-mouthed divine chicken, standing on the rock with its wings flapping, looking very imposing.
"If your Highness has any questions in the future, you can come to Taizhen Palace to find me." The national teacher stuffed Chen Ziqi with a small white jade plaque. Don't mention it to anyone."
Chen Ziqi carried the small jade tablet and walked back in a trance. The words of the national teacher kept echoing in his mind, and the cold air rushed up from the soles of his feet.
"The prince from seventeen years ago was beheaded when he left the Zhanghua Palace..."
beheaded... the...
When Chen Ziqi left, one person came out from behind the screen. Wearing a blue robe and a light gauze, holding a jade-bone kesi fan, with a slender figure and a handsome face, who is it not Lan Shanyu
"Why don't you let me see him?" Lan Shanyu sat down against the national teacher.
"It's not yet time," the national teacher folded the long scroll drawn by cinnabar in front of him and handed it to Lan Shanyu, "The clothes can be dragged three feet on the ground."
"This pattern is really beautiful, and the patterns in Qing Han's paintings are getting better and better." Lan Shanyu smiled and put the rice paper into his sleeves.
"What do you call me?" The national teacher looked at him coldly.
"Ah! It hurts, I was wrong, brother, I was wrong!"
Back at Danyang Palace, Chen Ziqi was squatting in the grass, gloomy: "God chicken, come out quickly, I need you now."
"What are you doing?" Dan Yi's figure came from behind.
Chen Ziqi was startled and jumped up from the spot: "Why are you walking without a sound?" She rolled her eyes silently, thinking that you are not a chicken, so what are you doing so actively when you come out.
Dan Yi didn't answer, grabbed his hand and dragged him to the gazebo in the heart of the lake: "It's time to practice."
"Ah..." Chen Ziqi grimaced. For the past few days, Dan Yi has been taking him to practice the Cloud Hands and You Long Suiyue at a fixed time every day. He has only just started to learn, and he can't beat Dan Yi at all, and he is beaten every day.
Get up, get right.
Dan Yi was very slow at first, but Chen Ziqi was able to keep up. He stretched out his left arm, and Chen Ziqi touched it with his right hand. Youlong zigzagged up to grab his forearm, and the cloud-pulling hand bounced off Youlong and attacked his wrist. After walking a round, it gradually accelerated.
Danyang Cloud Dispelling Hand is a small branch of Danyang Divine Art, and it can be used in any level. And You Long Suiyue is the main move of the first level of Longyin Divine Art. After practicing for a few days, Chen Ziqi discovered that some of the silly moves taught by Uncle Qi Wang turned out to be the first few moves of You Long Suiyue.
However, with a total of thirty-six exercises, he was only able to learn the third. In order to win, he pestered King Qi to teach him the following moves every day. Now that I have learned all thirty-six forms... I still get beaten every day.
Even though Dan Yi didn't use any internal strength, it still hurts a lot!
"Papapa!" Chen Ziqi begged for mercy after being photographed several times, "No, no, let me rest for a while."
Dan Yi stopped, and Chen Zi Qi, whose arms were sore, immediately fell against the beauty in the pavilion, gasping for breath.
"To be honest, you chose me to live with you, do you think it's the most fun to play with me?" Chen Ziqi asked weakly. The people in Guiyun Palace obviously didn't like the royal family, and they even threw the prince here, saying that there was no purpose, and fools would not believe it. Maybe just to beat all the princes...
Dan Yi picked up the cup on the stone table and took a sip of tea, squeezed over to Chen Ziqi and sat down, stretched out his hand and poked at his itchy flesh: "You cheat every day, what fun."
This guy, if he can't beat him, he will use dirty tricks, poking his eyes, picking his nostrils, and making a fuss when he loses.
"Hahaha, don't poke there!" Chen Ziqi hurriedly grabbed Dan Yi's hand, this guy remembered where his ticklish flesh was, just poke it if there was nothing.
While making a fuss, Linghe walked over from the Jiuqu Bridge and stood outside the pavilion without saying a word.
Dan Yi sat up and let Linghe come in: "Tell me."
Linghe glanced at Chen Ziqi with wide eyes, and seeing that the young master had no intention of avoiding, he said, "Last night, the sixth prince was locked in the small Buddhist hall by Cheng Jieyu, and he didn't eat dinner. It's just because he didn't practice. Complete the exercises arranged by Cheng Jieyu."
"What exercises did you practice?" Dan Yi grabbed Chen Ziqi with one hand without looking at him, who was trying to bite his shoulder while he wasn't paying attention.
"Tai Su Wuxin Gong from the Suxin Sect." Linghe replied fluently.
Chen Ziqi was a little stunned while holding the clothes on Danyi's shoulder. The day before yesterday, Dan Yi said to Ling He to check it out, but he didn’t expect that it was about the black egg, and it was so detailed. Can people from Guiyun Palace go out of their bodies and visit the palace at night
"Oh, ridiculous." Dan Yi sneered. Taisu Wuxin Gong was practiced for women, Chen Zimo was a boy, and it was nonsense to practice this kind of practice.
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Qiqi: Is it true that black eggs can't practice Suxin Gong
Bird Attack: It's not impossible, but there is a price to pay
Qiqi: What price
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