It was not without reason that Zhu Youxiao thought so. He was in the palace at the moment, so he naturally knew the origin of Concubine Gong. Her father was a junior military officer, and then passed the martial arts examination.

Wei moved to Beijing. He was born in a military family for generations, and he was able to pass the martial arts examination. No one believed that Concubine Wang Gong's father had no real ability.

Under such circumstances, it was not surprising that Zhu Youxiao had such a guess. However, he was a little disappointed that what Wang Gongfei took out was not a secret book, but a short sword.

The dagger was only about forty centimeters long, with a dark sharkskin scabbard on the outside, and some dirt spots stained on the scabbard. It seemed that the dagger was an antique that had just been unsealed from the soil.

After grabbing Zhu Youxiao's right hand tremblingly, Wang Gongfei thrust the dagger into his hand.

"Grandma, this is..." Zhu Youxiao asked in surprise.

"My father gave this to me after I entered the palace..." Concubine Wang Gong gently stroked the scabbard and wiped off the dust on it. Her old face was full of memories, and there was some indescribable tenderness. "

It allows me to feel happy when I encounter any injustice!"

Hearing this, Zhu Youxiao understood somewhat. The function of this dagger was similar to the PLA's glory bomb, which was used to commit suicide at the last moment.

When he understood it clearly, he couldn't help but touch the cold sweat on his forehead. How big of a nerve did this father have? He actually gave such a murderous weapon to Concubine Wang Gong, who was still a teenage girl. This was a suicide attempt.

Or is it seeking death?

If something really happened, the consequences would be...

Thinking deeply, he couldn't help but become frightened, and his body trembled involuntarily. He raised his head and looked at Zhu Changluo. His cheap father also looked pale. In this foggy temperature, Zhu Changluo's forehead actually appeared.

There were thick beads of sweat.

Zhu Changluo really didn't expect that his mother would have such a weapon hidden beside her.

Only Concubine Wang Gong grabbed Zhu Youxiao's arm with some confusion and asked: "Why is my grandson so panicked!"

"..." Seeing the ignorance on the other person's face, Zhu Youxiao didn't even have the energy to complain, and finally had to say: "Grandma, I'm fine."

At the same time, a faint crisis arose in his heart. If such a down-and-out concubine as Concubine Wang Gong could possess a weapon in the palace, what about the other concubines and eunuchs? What might they hide in the palace?

The palace is such a mess!

"The harem of the Ming Dynasty is simply a sieve!" After figuring out the meaning behind this matter, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help cursing in his heart, "When I ascend the throne, I must clean up the entire palace, too special

How dangerous!”

But Concubine Wang Gong was still unconscious. After knowing that her grandson was fine, she gently wiped the dagger again, and then handed it to Zhu Youxiao.

"Um...this is for me?" Zhu Youxiao was a little stunned. He thought it was given by Concubine Wang Gong to his cheap father.

"Of course it's for you. Your father was a bit timid and fearful when he was a child. Although he changed a bit when he grew up, he still didn't dare to let him see blood. This sword is given to you to defend yourself!" Concubine Wang Gong said without mercy.

God's eyes looked straight at him, like a witch in a fairy tale, as if he had foreseen something.

Feeling the opponent's firmness, Zhu Youxiao did not hesitate. He took the dagger with his right hand and held it tightly. As for Zhu Changluo, who was being criticized by his mother next to him, he was a little embarrassed. Anyone was said to be such a dagger in front of his son.

He was weak and never felt very good, but the person who was talking about him was his mother. He could do nothing but be embarrassed.

"My son is precious!" Concubine Wang Gong said with some choking. After seeing Zhu Youxiao take the dagger, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore and started crying. But before the two men on the other side could react, she turned to the old palace maid With his help, he turned around and walked inside.

"Mother!!!" Zhu Changluo called softly, stretched out his hand to grab it, as if he wanted to grab something, but in the end he put it down feebly.

"Mom, don't worry, mother and son will eventually meet one day." Looking at his lonely mother, Zhu Changluo said firmly. When he said this, his face was full of hope.

Only Zhu Youxiao next to him had a sad look on his face. This gentle and strong woman would leave at some point this year.

After the father and son stood there for a while, they left in a hurry. They had to rush to Qianqing Palace.

The two of them were silent and walked forward in silence, but as they walked, Zhu Changluo became more and more weird. It seemed that his son, who had been unable to understand since he was a child, did not intend to leave on his own and wanted to follow him.

How can this be possible? This is absolutely not possible!

Seeing that he was about to reach the place where he came in, Zhu Changluo began to slow down, walking slower and slower. At the same time, he was thinking in his heart about how to drive away this follower.

Although he once hoped that his eldest son could be as attached to him as he is now.

However, just when he was ready to speak, Zhu Youxiao's words came over lightly, holding back his words!

"How did father come in?" Zhu Youxiao looked at him with an ignorant expression on his little face.

Zhu Changluo didn't know how to answer now. Could it be that he got in through a dog hole? And he found this dog hole after all the hard work?

"Then how did you get in, schoolboy?" He asked in embarrassment, hoping that his son could go back on his own.

"I climbed the wall on Wei Zhongxian's back. The wall was too high. I went out alone, so I wanted to go with my father." Zhu You pretended not to know, but he was laughing secretly in his heart. He can naturally see what the other person is thinking.

"Hey!" Looking at his son's short but strong body, and then at the high palace wall, Zhu Changluo sighed sadly. He also tried to climb the wall, but couldn't.

"Let's go out with my father!" Zhu Changluo had no choice but to take Zhu Youxiao out with him. He would definitely be embarrassed by this.

After turning a corner, he came to the palace wall where he climbed in. In the dark and shaded corner, there was a gap, which was the dog hole he found with great difficulty.

Under Zhu Youxiao's scorching gaze, Zhu Changluo lowered his body with a sad face and squeezed out of the gap slowly and with difficulty.

Now his father's face was completely lost. After he came out, Zhu Changluo's face was full of sadness. Originally, he didn't have much dignity in front of Zhu Youxiao, but this time he lost all the last bits.

Of course, he felt this majesty himself. In Zhu Youxiao's eyes, this cheap father was just a tease. He knew that he was not in good health, but he still took the medicine of tiger and wolf to play with women, and ended up dying. He was not a tease. What is.

Following Zhu Changluo's example, Xiao Youxiao also lowered his body and crawled out of the gap. The hole was a bit tight for Zhu Changluo, but it was very loose for him, and he crawled out in no time.

"Father, let's go." When he came out, Zhu Youxiao looked at his cheap father who was grieving for spring and autumn strangely. Now was not the time to waste time.

"Wang Daban, please help my father tidy up his clothes." After patting the remaining snow on his body, Zhu Youxiao ordered Wang An who was standing next to him.

"Yes, young master." Wang An responded with a low eyebrow.

"Master Qiansui, I'm here, let's go." Wang An walked up to him, patted the remaining snow on Zhu Changluo's body, and then called out in a low voice, waking Zhu Changluo out of his sadness.

After regaining consciousness, Zhu Changluo faced his son shamelessly and took the lead in walking quickly towards Qianqing Palace.

Seeing the other party like this, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but feel a little funny, but he didn't dare to tease him anymore. After hiding the dagger close to his body, he followed him.

In the Qianqing Palace, the lights were brightly lit, and countless young palace ladies were shuttled back and forth, serving various delicacies and aged wine.

"Yuxiao is here, come to me quickly." Wanli, who was sitting high in the chair, saw Zhu Youxiao coming in, and immediately smiled brightly and called him over.

Zhu Changluo, who was next to him, ignored him and pretended not to see it. This scene made countless princes, princesses, concubines and ladies next to him extremely jealous. Even Concubine Zheng bit her teeth and looked at the little guy with hatred. .

"Come and tell Grandpa Huang where you were playing tonight." Wanli smiled and took Zhu Youxiao's little hand and asked him to sit next to him. Zhu Youxiao also had a well-behaved look on his face, leaning against Wanli and started make up a story.

The New Year of the thirty-ninth year of Wanli ended with Zhu Youxiao's obedience. After enjoying countless envious, jealous and hateful looks, he came out of the Qianqing Palace again.

"Cheng'en, have you delivered the New Year's gifts to the two teachers?" Zhu Youxiao asked with a tired look as he rubbed his eyes.

"The people from Duzhu sent it over last night. These are the memorials of gratitude written by the two teachers." Wang Chengen handed over two red memorials.

Zhu Youxiao opened it and saw some happy words of gratitude for his death. After casually looking at it, he threw the memorial back. It was just a look at these words of loyalty. If he really believed it, he would He is really a three-year-old child.

After leaving Qianqing Gate, Zhu Youxiao did not return to Ciqing Palace. Instead, he went to the Royal Horse Supervision Room and practiced martial arts in the small courtyard.

In the cold morning, the breath turned into mist, and the cold air made Zhu Youxiao's somewhat hot mind suddenly clear, and his mind became clear.

He slowly opened his posture and began to practice the basic things taught by Qi Jin and Yu Zigao one by one. With a clear mind, he vaguely felt a different charm from these things.

He had been a soldier in his previous life, and later a policeman. Naturally, he had been exposed to fighting. However, he did not practice deeply enough, but he still knew some basic concepts and views. Now he came into contact with the traditional secret skills of a family of ancient Chinese generals. , after mutual confirmation, I came to a different understanding.

After slowly comprehending it for a while, he stood still for a while. Now this pile exercise has gradually been integrated into his daily life. Sitting, lying and walking are all performed according to the requirements of the pile exercise.

According to Yu Zigao, he should practice this Zhuang Kung Fu until he is about ten years old, and then change to another practice method. The human body is constantly developing and changing, and naturally it is also the basic technique for strengthening the body and building strength. It has to change. And ten years old is almost the time when boys start to develop.

Everything has been planned for him by the two masters, he just needs to follow the steps.

This is the convenience of being in the royal family. If he were an ordinary person, how would he have the opportunity to get such guidance.

After finishing the work, he touched the dagger in his arms again. He took the time to look at it just now. It was really an extremely fine weapon. It couldn't be sharpened like clay, but it could still be blown and broken.
Chapter completed!