Zhao Ji slept very well this time, from afternoon to wake up at midnight the next day.

Lying on the bed, Zhao Ji felt refreshed and not feeling discomfort. He was not as mentally depressed as he woke up a few days ago, but his body became more tired and weaker than before going to bed.

Shortly after waking up, Zhao Ji quickly smelled an unpleasant sour smell and frowned slightly. People cleaned his bedroom every day, and the quilts were smoked with Ningshen's spices for a day. How could there be such an unpleasant smell today?

When he started doing it on the bed, he realized that it was not that the servant had neglected to change the bedding, but that he had a stinky sweat in his sleep, and his skin was damp and greasy. The surface of the best Shu brocade quilt was soaked in his sweat, leaving stains.

After realizing this, Zhao Ji couldn't help but blushed, and he couldn't help but wonder. After traveling through time, even if he didn't pay attention to personal hygiene, he had full-time servants to serve him every day, so it was impossible for him to accumulate so much filth. He held his head and thought for a while before Zhao Ji remembered that yesterday, Qiao Feng used his internal strength to help him clear his meridians. Could this be the sequelae of clearing his meridians?

Just as he was thinking, Zhao Ji suddenly felt a colic in his abdomen and hurriedly got out of bed and ran out of Gong.

After solving the physiological problems, Zhao Ji felt relaxed. Although his body did not become substantial, his whole body felt different, just like an old machine re-applied the engine oil and became flexible in every move.

After returning to the room, Zhao Ji found that the dirty quilts had been replaced, and a steaming bathtub was placed in the room. He waved his hand and turned away his dirty clothes and got into the water. While cleaning the sweat stains on his body, he felt no lack of emotion. He only thought that the strange things of bone cutting and marrow cleaning in martial arts were just human fantasies, and he didn't expect that he would even experience it personally. Like his performance today, aren't it the characteristics described in those novels?

At this time, Liang Shicheng's voice sounded outside the door: "Prince, the meal is ready. You can have a meal directly after taking a bath."

Zhao Ji responded in the room and said, "How is Mr. Qiao now? He helped me with such a heart, the loss will inevitably be huge. I remember that there are many magical materials and medicines rewarded by officials in the palace. Please come back to the house to take them to nourish Mr. Qiao. Don't be stingy."

Liang Shicheng said: "My little decision was made, and he had already ordered these things. Mr. Qiao took the medicine and his vitality recovered quickly. He had already gotten up this morning and was practicing hard now."

Hearing this, Zhao Ji was very satisfied. Although he was not proficient in martial arts, he could guess that his physical condition had improved so significantly, so Qiao Feng must have spent a lot of energy. He was also worried that the servants in the mansion would neglect Qiao Feng without his instructions, and did not expect that Liang Shicheng would have arranged the arrangements earlier. If he observed his words and expressions and was understanding, he would be considered a master's level, and Liang Shicheng had undoubtedly reached the level of a master.

"It's done well." After Zhao Ji finished taking a bath, he stopped dressing, then walked out of the room and smiled at Liang Shicheng.

When Liang Shicheng heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his voice couldn't help but choke and said, "This is a small duty, and I can't praise you..."

When Zhao Ji saw Liang Shicheng's appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He just praised him casually, as for such a big reaction?

Zhao Ji did not know that Liang Shicheng had long discovered that after his serious illness recovered from his last serious illness, he had long discovered that the prince was a little distant and disgusted with him. This made him confused and he was deeply uneasy. He had no idea why he had evil to Zhao Ji. These eunuchs had no descendants and family members, and the only thing they could rely on was the appreciation and trust of their masters. If they lost these, they would be willing to be devastated. Seeing that Zhao Ji's attitude towards him had finally improved, how could he not be grateful?

Zhao Ji was curious and asked about the reason, Liang Shicheng was even more excited. Although he did not dare to tell all the thoughts and feelings in his heart, he could not help but reveal some grievances. After learning the details, Zhao Ji couldn't help but sigh. People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless? Although he had known that this eunuch would have a temperament in the future, he would inevitably have some affection in his heart after getting along with each other day and being served meticulously. According to modern people, his butt determines his thinking. Even if he changes to a eunuch to serve him instead of Liang Shicheng, once he reaches that position, he probably doesn't have much difference in what he thinks. The reason is that this is the limitation of the times and systems. He uses his future crimes to criticize Liang Shicheng now, which is really unfair to this loyal servant.

He pondered for a moment, took off a jade ring from his tail finger and handed it to Liang Shicheng, and said, "You take care of my diet and daily life in person. To put it in detail, the relationship between the master and the servant is deeper than the relationship between me and my brothers and sisters. But the world has changed, and it is difficult for a few people to keep their original intentions after the passage of time. If you reward you, please keep it well, and remember it carefully. This is the ring that is worn on the tail finger. If you force it to wear it on another finger, the finger will not be hurt, and this ring may not be intact. This is the original intention between our master and the servant. You should wear it on your hands, don't forget, and I don't forget it."

Zhao Ji's words were half a warning to Liang Shicheng and half a reminder of himself. He did not think that his thinking would be clearer than that of so many emperors in ancient times. Everyone knew that eunuchs' interference in politics was the source of national chaos, but they were still not allowed to be exempted from all dynasties. After all, the power of eunuchs comes from the power of the emperor and is one of the means for the emperor to check and balance all officials. However, this sword hurts others and yourself, and it is too easy to get out of control.

Liang Shicheng had only a little understanding of Zhao Ji's words, but he could guess that there should be a deep meaning, so he focused his attention and said that he would remember it. Then he carefully put the jade ring on his finger, as if he was watching it more important than his life, but tears in his eyes could not stop rolling down.

Seeing Liang Shicheng's gratitude look, Zhao Ji couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If these eunuchs were not helpless, how could they be willing to enter the palace and be slaves for the rest of their lives? Whether they are good or bad, they are actually unwilling to make their own decisions. The favor of their master is the only place to settle down. If they were determined to harm the country and the people from the beginning, it would be impossible. There are also good people among the eunuchs, but it depends entirely on whether the monarch is wise. Zhao Ji came through time and always had a warning in his heart, which might also change Liang Shicheng's fate and make him a righteous official who has been famous in history.

After dinner, Zhao Ji became more energetic and came to a small pavilion in the other courtyard. Outside the pavilion, there was a square made of bluestone, which was originally reserved for the Taoist priests to open the altar. At this moment, Qiao Feng was practicing boxing on it, and there were several guards watching next to him.

Zhao Ji knew nothing about martial arts and so on. When he stood aside, he felt that Qiao Feng's fist was really powerful and could not see the mysterious part next to him.

Seeing Zhao Ji coming, Qiao Feng put away his fist path and walked up to him and asked, "How does Mr. Zhao feel?"

Zhao Ji bowed and thanked: "Brother Qiao has spent more time cutting off my bones and marrow cleaning. Now I am much more refreshed and my strength seems to have increased a little bit. I am no longer a weak sick person. Such a great kindness is like recreation..."

Qiao Feng waved his hand and said, "I just used my internal strength to clear the meridians in your body, but it is much farther from cutting bones and marrow cleaning. I'm bluntly speaking, Mr. Zhao's body is a bit worse than that of ordinary people. This is because of excessive supplementation. Those medicinal materials that nourish vital energy are of great value. They can take effect after supplementation, but there are still more medicinal powers that cannot be exerted and accumulated in the meridians of the body over time will become the reason for blocking meridians. Then blood and qi are not smooth and hidden dangers are frequent. If you want to clear them all, you need to use internal energy every day for more than a month to resolve them. Moreover, Mr. Zhao's replenishment should be moderate in the future. It should be noted that medicine is three parts poisonous. If ordinary tea and meals can keep vital energy full, those nourishing substances can still be avoided."

When Zhao Ji heard this, he understood why his body was so poor. His predecessor was used to wandering, and his foundation was not good. He relied on nourishing medicinal materials to replenish his vitality. Over time, he naturally became weaker and weaker. After understanding this section, Zhao Ji hurriedly said: "I will remember Brother Qiao's teachings. It only takes more than a month. Will this damage your own skills, Brother Qiao?"

After hearing this, Qiao Feng smiled and said, "This is not only because my skills are not damaged, but I have improved a little. In fact, Mr. Zhao, you need to be healthy and practice some martial arts to strengthen your body. Although you are a little tired, it is much more effective than relying on external nourishment."

After finally meeting a great master, Zhao Ji naturally wanted to learn two-handed martial arts. Even if it was not used to kill the enemy and win, it would be good to show off. However, he still had some extravagant desires for the Beiming Divine Art in Wuliang Mountain. Although he was not clear about the training limits of the Beiming Divine Art, he knew that Duan Yu had no martial arts at all. After obtaining this secret book, he quickly became a first-class master. It can be seen that keeping his body pure is more important.

Therefore, he just smiled and said, "It's hard for me to learn from Brother Qiao in this life, and my martial arts are not very useful."

Qiao Feng only thought that Zhao Ji was lazy and did not persuade him.

After a pause, Zhao Ji asked again: "I saw Brother Qiao's boxing technique that was just now, and it was so powerful that he was really powerful. I wonder what kind of boxing path it was?"

Before Qiao Feng could answer, Liang Shicheng whispered: "Prince, this is Taizu's long fist path."

Hearing this, Zhao Ji turned red. Unexpectedly, he couldn't even recognize the signature martial arts of his ancestors. It was really embarrassing. Although he belonged to the Taizong lineage, the world was inherited by Taizu, and Taizu was naturally his ancestor. In order to hide his embarrassment, he turned to the guards next to him and said, "This Taizu Changquan is a skill practiced by the imperial guards. Today, there is a martial arts master like Brother Qiao, so why don't you ask for advice?"
Chapter completed!