The Song Dynasty was the king for thirteen years before he knew that he was Tianlong.

Chapter 103: Since ancient times, eunuchs have been famous

The parchment book is very old, and it is unknown when it was written. It has mottled marks and has obviously been passed down among many people.

The martial art of Qiankun Da Neng Yi can stimulate one's own potential, quickly learn new skills, use the opponent's force to counter attack, pull and move the opponent's attack or the position of objects, and convert the yin and yang energy in the body to make combat flexible and changeable.

It is even possible to copy an opponent's martial arts moves, rebound attacks, and transfer pain by reversing the true qi in the body.

This martial art has similarities with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra. The seventh level was imagined by the creator and no one has ever actually practiced it.

There are thirteen levels in the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, and the last three levels are all deductions. Theoretically, it is not bad, but no one has mastered it. If you follow the steps, it will take a thousand years to achieve it.

However, it also depends on one's talent and the strength of one's inner strength. King Jinlun reached the tenth level in sixteen years, which shows that the so-called thousand years is just a common sense measure.

Zhao Ti read slowly, finishing the entire volume at midnight, and then fell into deep thought.

The greatest benefit of this martial art is to stimulate one's own potential and to pull and move external objects.

As for copying the opponent's martial arts, it is useless. Although it seems to be faster than the simulation of Xiao Wuxiang Gong, the profound and top-level martial arts cannot be copied.

Zhao Ti thought in his heart, then closed his eyes slightly and began to practice.

He currently has strong internal strength. This martial art requires the most internal strength. If one has enough internal strength, it is not difficult to practice it at the beginning.

As time passed and dawn broke, he slowly opened his eyes, secretly exclaiming in his heart, this first level has now been mastered, as if a new door to martial arts has been opened. Comparing and referring to other martial arts, his mind has become more open and his understanding of martial arts has become deeper.

Just when he was about to order the army to return to Hangzhou, soldiers from the provincial government came to report that someone from Tokyo had come to convey his imperial decree.

Zhao Ti asked Tong Guan to go and pick him up, but it turned out to be the eunuch Yang Jian. Yang Jian was now the chief of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the real chief eunuch of the palace.

Zhao Ti stood up to receive the order, but Yang Jian said, "Prince Yan, please excuse me. It is just your Majesty's order. There are no outsiders here, so I will just speak for you."

Zhao Ti asked, "I wonder what the instruction is?"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Your Majesty saw the memorial from the Prince of Yan, and was worried about the affairs of Fujian and Guangdong. He was most worried about Fujian. After all, there are few soldiers here, only more than 4,000 people. So he asked me to come here and tell Your Majesty that you don't need to return to the capital, but go to Fujian to take charge of the military affairs."

Zhao Ti groaned for a moment, "That's good. The Left Envoy of the Ming Cult is in Fujian, so I can go there and see if Yang Du knows where he is."

Yang Jian laughed and said, "Your Majesty did ask me to go there, but I don't have the ability to defeat the bandits. I can only serve you tea and water and lead your horse's stirrups. I think once your majesty leads the army there, the bandits will be scared away and even commit suicide out of fear of punishment."

Tong Guan glared when he heard this and cursed him in his heart as a flatterer.

Zhao Ti smiled, he used to think that there were no people with great martial arts skills in the palace, but in fact, they were all under the control of the emperor, hiding it from other royal family members. If it weren't for the fact that Li Xian was a great martial arts master, Shenzong would not have sent him out of the palace to manage the border.

The Yang Jian in front of him is the eunuch beside Zhao Xu. He must not be as mediocre as he seems. He must have martial arts skills, and they may be extremely high.

He said: "Since this is the case, we should march to Fujian without further delay."

Yang Jian bowed and said, "Your Highness will decide everything."

After saying this, Zhao Ti gave the order to prepare immediately and set off south after an hour.

Six days later, the troops entered the Fujian Road. This place is mountainous and has rugged roads. Since ancient times, it has been a place that military strategists have not fought for. But although this place is not fought for, it is suitable for lying dormant, like a dragon hiding in the abyss.

He first entered the Shaowu military state to inquire about the news. At this time, almost all the soldiers in the military state had been transferred to the east to support Fuzhou.

Then they rushed to Nanjian Prefecture without stopping. Just like the Shaowu army, not a single local soldier was left behind, which showed how urgent the battle situation was.

Another day, when they entered Fuzhou, they felt a different atmosphere, with a grim atmosphere everywhere. At this time, Huang Shang had received Zhao Ti's order and sent someone to deliver a letter.

After reading the letter, Zhao Ti said, "Huang Shang has already led the Mingjiao bandits to the seaside to encircle them. I'm afraid they will succeed soon."

Yang Jian wondered, "Your Highness, where did Huang Shang get so many troops to stop the enemy army?"

Zhao Ti said: "He used the strategy of division and spread the news of the death of the leader of the Ming Cult. Most of the rebel troops were ordinary people. They surrendered or dispersed directly. Only a few hundred people were left to fight with the left envoy of the Ming Cult."

Yang Jian's face changed slightly when he heard this, and his urgency was evident in his words. Zhao Ti glanced at him and asked, "What does Yang Duzhi have to say?"

Yang Jian immediately smiled and said, "What can a humble servant say? It's just that Huang Shang is too ignorant. He knows that Your Highness has led the army into Fujian, but he is still so anxious to destroy the bandits. Isn't it... Isn't it that he wants to take all the credit for himself?"

Zhao Ti smiled slightly: "I guess he is worried that the rebel army will take over the prefecture and harm the people. The government will be furious and issue an order to punish them, but..."

Yang Jian looked up eagerly, and Zhao Ti said slowly: "But we can send a troop of soldiers and horses to rush over to help. If we hurry, we should be able to catch up."

Yang Jian said hurriedly: "Your Highness, I am willing to take your orders and lead the army to fight for your Highness."

Tong Guan's face darkened when he heard this, and he cursed in his heart, "Didn't you say a few days ago that you only needed to serve tea and water, and lead the horses? Now you have to lead the troops to fight again!"

Zhao Ti said: "Since the emperor has sent you here, you can't return empty-handed. It seems that the emperor's worries are useless and there are omissions. You should lead two thousand soldiers to go."

Yang Jian was overjoyed and saluted hurriedly: "I will lead the troops to suppress the bandits and will not disappoint Your Highness." After saying this, he hurried out.

At this time the army slowed down and entered Fuzhou two days later. Zhao Ti went straight to the prefectural government.

Unless local officials were granted houses or their families had the money to build or rent houses, most of them lived directly in the official residences. Huang Shang lived in the yamen.

Huang Shang built a wall and installed a wooden door behind the prefectural government office. His family lived on the other side of the wall and were not allowed to go to the front on weekdays to avoid interfering with official business and causing trouble. He would come in through the wooden door when handling matters, and would have someone lock the door when it was not in use. When his family went out, they would go through the small door at the back.

However, there were houses on this side of the wall, so Zhao Ti lived there, reading battle reports every day and waiting for the war to end.

That day he was sitting in the yard to enjoy the cool air. Ah Zhu boiled some tea and placed it on the stone table under the tree. Then he heard a "Hey hey ya" sound coming from the other side of the wall, followed by a "whoosh" sound of breaking through the air.

He looked over and asked, "Who's on that side?"

The sound from the other side of the wall suddenly stopped. After a moment, there was a rustling sound, and a little boy climbed up. He held a wooden stick that looked like a sword in his hand, and looked at Zhao Ti curiously with his big eyes.

Zhao Ti saw that he was wearing a neat and clean silk shirt and guessed that he was Huang Shang's son. He asked, "What's your name?"

The little boy was not afraid of strangers. He shook the sword-shaped wooden stick in his hand and said, "My name is Unbeatable."

(End of this chapter)