When Yang Feng said that someone would take the initiative to contact the emperor, Han Ruzi thought of those noble servants or some lecturer. She never thought that it would be someone in the palace, and she didn't expect that the arrival was Meng E.

Han Ruzi couldn't help but suspect that he had heard it wrong, leaned closer, and asked in a low voice: "Is it you?"

"It's me." This is certainly Meng E's cold voice.

Han Ruzi looked at the window. Although he could not see anything, he knew that a palace maid was asleep there, and a little sound could wake her up.

Meng E guessed the emperor's thoughts, "Don't worry about her, she slept very deeply and would not wake up until dawn."

Han Ruzi was even more surprised, and he sorted out his mind and asked, "Do you want to teach me martial arts?"

"If you want to learn and ask me."

This is a strange answer. It was obvious that Meng E came to her at midnight, but she asked the emperor to "please" her teach her martial arts.

"Uh...you are already my martial arts teacher." Han Ruzi said carefully.

"There are true and false transmissions, and only false transmissions can be obtained from teachers. Extend your hand." Meng E said.

Han Ruzi raised his right arm and soon a slightly cool palm pressed on his hand.

"Sit down." Meng E said.

Han Ruzi nodded, feeling more and more strange in her heart. She thought again, if Meng E really wanted to assassinate her, there was no need to wake him up, so she calmed down.

A huge force came from his palm, and Han Ruzi couldn't breathe in one breath. His internal organs seemed to be hung by a hook, and he was carried into the air at once, and then his body followed.

Han Ruzi turned over and fell at the corner of the bed, sat up, holding a breath of turbid air in her chest, and she couldn't vomit it out.

"Don't force yourself, let it go." Meng E reminded.

After a while, the turbid air finally disappeared. Han Ruzi took a deep breath of fresh air and asked in surprise: "What kind of martial arts is this?"

"It's an internal skill that you are not interested in."

Meng Shi claimed to be proficient in fist, sword and internal skills, including the emperor. Everyone was more interested in the first two. Some people asked about internal skills. Meng Shi scared all curious people away with a few words, "I practice boy skills, not close to women, and have achieved some success in ten years. I have been practicing for eighteen years. I have a little look at the way I have not yet entered the house."

Meng E used only one move to ignite a great interest in internal strength in the emperor's heart.

"Can I practice? The male teacher Meng said..."

"You can practice, and there are many types of internal skills. My brother practices boy skills, but I don't practice it. If you are willing to work hard, you can achieve something in three to five years."

"I'm willing to take my heart." Han Ruzi knelt on the bed, not because she wanted to kowtow, but because she was too excited. "Can I jump onto the beam like you do in the future?"

"Internal strength is the foundation, and it will be easier to practice light skills after it is built."

"Wow, three to five years... If I worked harder, could it be faster?" Han Ruzi was afraid that he would not be able to wait for that long.

"It's hard to say that it takes three to five years for most people to achieve something unless your understanding is different from that of ordinary people."

"Can I walk freely in the palace like you after I practice it?"

Meng E didn't answer immediately, as if listening, and Han Ruzi also pricked up her ears, but she didn't hear any sound.

"No one can walk at will in the palace." Meng E spoke, with a little accusation in her tone, "No matter how powerful martial arts are, they are not a god. I can come to you because it is my turn to be on duty tonight."

"On duty? It turns out that you have been protecting me."

"I don't have time to chat. I'll pass on your internal skills, but you have to keep your mouth shut."

Han Ruzi hesitated for a moment and quickly decided not to mention this to Yang Feng, so he promised: "I won't reveal a word."

"Remember, I have done you a favor, and you will repay me in the future." Meng E raised her tone slightly.

"Of course, as long as I can do it, what kind of repayment do you want?" Han Ruzi felt that Meng E had become a different person. It would be more normal if Yang Feng said these words.

"It's useless to say it now. Let's talk about it when you can make the decision. There is not much time, I have to leave. I will come again in three days to pass on your basic skills."

"Wait... are you still here?" Han Ruzi looked at the darkness and slowly stretched out her hand to touch her, confirming that Meng E had really left.

Han Ruzi also had one particularly important thing: Since martial arts cannot come and go freely, why do you still learn it? Stop the assassin? He will definitely not be able to defeat the people who cannot stop the guards outside. Regain the imperial power? If martial arts have such effects, the Meng E and his sister would not go to the palace to do anything against their worries.

There was a small fantasy in his heart, not learning the art of emperors to become a real emperor, but escaping from the palace and returning to his mother.

Martial arts seem to be able to realize this dream, but Meng E's words shattered this dream.

"I shouldn't have promised her." Han Ruzi said to herself, fell down to sleep, and decided to tell Meng E three days later that he didn't want to practice any internal skills and would not easily repay her.

The next morning's homework was boring. The master who taught "Shangshu" sat there and muttered, often falling into long pauses, as if he had forgotten what to say.

The two eunuchs who served the emperor were quite satisfied with this. They stood at the door and were drowsy. King Donghai lay on the desk and snored. Han Ruzi tried hard to open his eyes, but what he heard in his ears was the sound of wind outside the window, the rustling leaves and the occasional voices of people.

Those noble servants did not have to endure the pain of kneeling and exchanged feelings in the imperial garden where the spring breeze was blowing. Ten years later, they probably controlled the government.

Han Ruzi fantasized about what kind of life a normal emperor would live. At least he would not be as isolated as he is now. He would definitely become the target of applause from his servants. Donghai King would be much more honest. Then he thought of Meng E. His rejection would disappoint her. He didn't know what she called the reward. In fact, he was willing to help her and there was no need to impart internal skills...

Han Ruzi was about to fall asleep, and a noise suddenly sounded outside the window, and many terrifying screams gathered together, as if two groups were fighting.

No one dared to take action in the imperial garden. The ritual officer could ignore some of the small movements of the noble children, but could not allow them to act recklessly. This noise was extremely unusual.

The master was still muttering about ancient Chinese, and the two eunuchs at the door were shocked. One of them quickly went downstairs. King Donghai suddenly sat up, rubbed his eyes, and asked, "What's wrong? Is there an assassin?"

"Don't talk nonsense, why would there be assassins in broad daylight?" The old eunuch at the door changed his expression.

The doctor who preached finally heard the sound from the outside world and looked around blankly.

King Tokai got up and ran to the window, looking downstairs, "It must be a big deal, someone is sitting on the ground crying."

"Your Highness King Donghai, please return to your seat." The old eunuch advised.

Donghai Neptune ignored him and shouted downstairs: "What's going on?"

Han Ruzi couldn't sit still, so he got up and ran to the window, looking side by side with King Donghai. On a clearing in the garden, three servants were sitting on the ground crying. Zhang Yanghao, the grandson of the Marquis of Piyuan, waved his fists, as if he was demonstrating to God. The other servants were also panicked. The ritual officer could not suppress it. Many eunuchs did not help, and they were all trembling.

King Donghai turned around and ran towards the door, "It must be a big deal, an amazing thing."

The old eunuch blocked the door, "Your Highness can't go out, Your Highness..."

The two were pushing and shoving at the door. The eunuch Zuo Ji ran up, his face pale and sweaty on his face. King Donghai was a little afraid of him and had to retreat aside.

"Your Majesty is still here...then it's okay." Zuo Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with me?" Han Ruzi turned around and asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, Your Majesty stay here... I'll go to see the Empress Dowager now, no, I'll stay, send someone, no, I'll ask Your Majesty to see the Empress Dowager with me..." Zuo Ji was panicked and couldn't make up his mind for a long time.

"Tell me what happened!" Han Ruzi said loudly.

Zuo Ji trembled for a moment and wiped the sweat beads from his forehead. "General Cui Hong, the Pingdong general, was defeated. King Qi, and King Qi led his army westward and was about to reach the capital!"

Han Ruzi didn't care about the war in the East these days. When he suddenly heard the news, he didn't feel anything special. The King of East China Sea next to him was like a bolt from the blue, jumped to Zuo Ji and said sternly: "What did you say? How could my uncle be defeated? He was obviously playing a roar of triumphant songs and was about to capture the Qi King's Governor."

Zuo Ji was really frightened. He didn't have the usual smile at all, and he couldn't stand the empress dowager's confidant airs. He said blankly: "I, I don't know, the news just came..."

Han Ruzi looked out the window again and finally understood why the group of servants were sobbing. Many of them were in the army, and the war was not good, and many people could never come back.

"I don't believe it, I want to ask clearly!" The King of Donghai rushed out fiercely, and Zuo Ji and others dared not stop him.

Someone outside blocked King Donghai back. Yang Feng strode into the house, glanced at him, reached out to grab King Donghai's wrist, pulled him to the emperor, and held the emperor's wrist with his other hand, "Please follow me."

Han Ruzi was very obedient, but Donghai King shook his arm hard, and his voice became louder and louder: "Let me go! I want to see the Queen Mother! My uncle..."

Yang Feng stopped and said sternly: "Teacher Cui is still alive, and the great Chu country is still solid. Please respect yourself."

King Donghai calmed down and followed Yang Feng downstairs obediently.

Zuo Ji stood there for a while, suddenly woke up and hurriedly chased after him.

There was only the old doctor who was preaching in Lingyun Pavilion. He couldn't stand up alone, so he could only sit alone on a round stool. He was stunned for a while and continued to teach "Shangshu" in the book case.

The noble servants were all dismissed. Under the escort of a group of eunuchs, the emperor and the King of Donghai hurried back to the palace, not returning to their residence, nor to the Empress Dowager's Cishun Palace, but came to another bedroom.

"This is the Cining Palace where the Concubine Shangguan lives. Please stay here temporarily." Yang Feng explained, and then hurriedly left.

Soon, the Meng brother and sister and four sword guards arrived, checked inside and outside the house, and the others left, only Meng E stayed in the room, standing in the corner with an indifferent expression, without looking at the emperor.

King Donghai was surprisingly honest and sat on a chair without moving for a long time. Then he slowly raised his head and said to the emperor: "How could my uncle be defeated?"

"Victory and defeat are common things for military strategists." Han Ruzi advised, still feeling nothing in his heart.

"Impossible, King Qi doesn't have this ability." King Donghai opened his eyes wide, "If King Qi breaks through the capital... we will both be killed!"

The door opened, and two palace maids came in and stood on the left and right. Then the concubine Shangguan came in. She glanced at the King of East China Sea, turned her eyes to the emperor, and said, "Please follow me to Qinzheng Hall. It's time to prove to the people of the world that you are the emperor."

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