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

Chapter 144: Mountain Scripture

Zhao Ti stood in the room with his eyes slightly closed, his body swaying, and repeatedly performing the same boxing moves.

This is the second posture of Taizu Changquan. After returning from Leigushan, he has been constantly pondering the meaning and true power of this second posture.

Without the first force, there is no way to push forward the second force. It is like a castle in the air, and you don’t know where to start building. Only with the real first force can you follow its meaning and power and deduce it further.

Since leaving Leigushan, he has tried thousands of times, and each time he seemed to have grasped some clues, but in the end he was just a hair's breadth away and lost the battle by a thousand miles.

But that day, when I went to the prairie to look for eagles and returned at dusk, I saw the rouge-colored sunset and the lonely sky. I couldn't help feeling moved.

After arriving in the capital, he began to practice non-stop. The more he practiced, the clearer it became in his mind. The more he practiced, the clearer that mysterious feeling became. Now he had already practiced for the 36th time.

Zhao Ti looked out the window at this time, and saw the birds that did not migrate south circling and playing in the air, chasing each other, chirping, and making happy noises.

He raised his eyebrows, watching the flock of birds circling and soaring with vigor, and suddenly an idea occurred to him: Could it be...

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Ti used the second move of Taizu Changquan for the thirty-seventh time.

As soon as he raised his hand, a sonic boom suddenly sounded in the air, which was different from the previous deductions and uses. A gust of wind swirled around him, and the force of the fist was amazing. It whistled in the surroundings, and the vases made a "woosh" sound, and the tables and chairs trembled slightly.
Zhao Ti's fist was as powerful as a dragon and he struck out in an instant. There was a loud "bang" and the door and half of the wall were knocked down. The emitted energy lifted up some scattered objects, which were crushed to pieces in the whirlwind.

The soldiers in the courtyard were so frightened when they heard the noise that they ran over and shouted loudly, "Your Majesty, Your ...

Zhao Ti walked slowly out of the room, stepping on broken bricks and wood, with a hint of awareness on his face. He had already launched the second form of Taizu Changquan. This form of boxing was extremely powerful, and its effect on the enemy was somewhat different from the first form, and its power exceeded that of the first form.

The meaning of each posture of Taizu Changquan is different. The meaning of the first posture, Flying to the Sky, cannot be used in the second posture, but the two are related and inherited from the same lineage.

The fist intention of the first posture was flying into the sky, and the second posture he realized at this moment was swimming in the sky. This made him wonder, could it be that the fist intention of the third posture was also related to heaven and earth?
Zhao Ti waved his hand at the soldiers and said, "I am fine. The Liao's house is too fragile. Please clean it up so that the tiles and rocks don't fall and hit anyone."

The soldiers came forward to clean up, and Zhao Ti went to the side room. The big eagle was lying under the table in the side room, and it couldn't help showing a look of vigilance when it saw Zhao Ti.

At this time, the clothes on the eagle's body had already been untied, and Zhao Ti had not tied its wings and legs. It had injuries on its body and could just barely stand up. It could not fly. At most, it could stagger a few steps on the ground and then have to lie down again.

Zhao Ti glanced at it and said, "When you are well, I will take you back to Song Dynasty. If you don't obey, I will tie you up. You don't want to be tied up all the way, do you?"

The big eagle looked at Zhao Ti with round eyes. Although it didn't understand what was said, it seemed to think that it was unfavorable to itself, and immediately raised its neck and screamed twice.

Zhao Ti reached out his hand to stroke it, and it subconsciously tilted its head to peck at it, but suddenly remembered that it had been slapped by the other party countless times, and it would never be faster than the other party's claws, so it forced itself not to move and let the two-legged beast rub back and forth on the back of its head.

Zhao Ti was stroking his eagle when a soldier knocked on the door and reported, "Your Majesty, someone from Liao wants to see you."

"Oh?" Zhao Ti stood up with a smile on his face. The delegation had arrived in Shangjing three days ago, but there was no news from the Liao court, and Yelu Hongji did not even summon them. Couldn't he hold back now?
Normally in this situation, the delegation would be anxious first, trying to find ways to contact court officials and advise the emperor to discuss the matter quickly. However, in this mission, it was the Liao Kingdom that first proposed to open a trading post, and the Song Dynasty listed the conditions later, so there was naturally no urgency on his part.

When they went outside, they saw Yuan Xiaoxian and Yelu Yanxi. Yuan Xiaoxian smiled and said, "I am here to tell the King of Yan the good news."

Zhao Ti saw her charming features, which showed a hint of shrewdness, and asked calmly, "What's the good news?"

Yuan Xiaoxian said: "Your Majesty is planning to hold a poetry meeting and invite the King of Yan to participate. At that time, famous talents and people from all walks of life in Shangjing will come, and the King of Yan can show his skills."

"Show off your skills?" Zhao Ti glanced at her.

"Didn't Prince Yan say that day that he was a very talented writer? Isn't this an opportunity for me to showcase my talent to the Emperor of the Great Liao and the talented scholars who came to the capital?" Yuan Xiaoxian said with a smile.

Haha, Zhao Ti looked her up and down. It turned out that she was waiting for him here?
The other party was engaged in intelligence operations in Tokyo, so he naturally knew that he had never studied since childhood and only loved to wield guns and sticks. He had never participated in poetry gatherings held by the literary circles in Tokyo and had never shown any literary talent.

When he said in front of Yelu Hongji that he was good at literature but not martial arts that day, he actually wanted to mislead the other party. After all, he came to trade war horses and military equipment. When he heard about the civil governance of the Song Dynasty royal family, Yelu Hongji would naturally relax his guard. He also had another purpose, which was to make the other party feel dissatisfied and want to have a poetry meeting.

Yelu Hongji was a competitive person and had loved this since childhood. Naturally, he wanted to surpass the Song Dynasty in poetry and prose. He might even want to hold a poetry meeting to suppress the diplomatic envoys. As a member of the royal family, if he could not compare with the scholars who came to the capital, the other party would take the opportunity to promote the Liao Dynasty as the orthodox Chinese country.

But did the other side really think that the Liao Kingdom would win? I just didn't read, but I was not ignorant of books. Moreover, although there were many famous poems in this era, there would be many good poems in the next few hundred years, right?
As for Yuan Xiaoxian's words at this moment, besides knowing that he actually has no literary talent and wants to use him as a target for revenge, he may have other purposes.

As expected, Yelu Yanxi said, "Messenger Zhao, I will also participate in this poetry gathering."

"Oh?" Zhao Ti looked at him and smiled, "You are also very talented in writing?"

Yelu patted his chest and said calmly, "To be honest with the Zhao envoy, I am actually a man of both civil and military abilities."

"Both civil and military?" Zhao Ti touched his chin. "Civil is fine, but where is your martial arts? Is it the archery skill you used that day when you shot several arrows at an eagle but couldn't even touch the eagle's feathers?"

"You!" Yelu Yanxi was annoyed when he heard this: "Bow and horse are battlefield skills, and I'm talking about martial arts!"

"Martial arts?" Zhao Ti showed a curious look: "You are very good at martial arts? It seems a little... not quite like that."

Although Yuan Xiaoxian was good at martial arts, he really didn't think that Yelu Yanxi's martial arts skills would be very high. After all, with his current vision, he could more or less see that Yelu Yanxi's eyes were slightly cloudy, his breath was slightly rough, and his steps were slightly heavy, which were ordinary manifestations of weak internal strength.

"How is it different?" Yelu Yanxi said, "The martial arts I practice are extraordinary. How can you tell? I'm afraid you've never even heard of it!"

"Extraordinary?" Zhao Ti shook his head and said with a smile, "What kind of martial arts did you practice that is so powerful that I have never heard of it before?"

Yelu Yanxi said excitedly: "It's not the martial arts of the Song Dynasty, so the Zhao envoy naturally wouldn't know it. What I practice is a mountain character scripture martial arts. Has the Zhao envoy heard of it?"

(End of this chapter)