My wife is Invincible East

To practice Chinese martial arts, one does not need any legendary martial arts secrets, supreme manuals or other unattainable things.

All that is needed is a resolute warrior's heart.

The invincible will to move forward and clear all obstacles.

Chinese martial arts is actually a kind of killing skills. The most basic Chinese martial arts are the moves that are considered obscene, dirty and shameless in the eyes of ordinary people, such as poking eyes, picking noses, poking genitals, hitting ears, etc., which involve hitting the vital parts of the human body.

Although it seems obscene, each move has the effect of fatal disability. Poking eyes directly destroys the eyes, making the person blind and at the mercy of others. Picking the nose controls the nerves of the human body, making it lose the ability to resist. Liaoyin is even more cruel, causing pain that every man cannot describe. Hitting the ears is the most vicious. As long as the force is strong enough, it can directly cause brain death.

Advanced Chinese martial arts require the ability to use every muscle and bone in the human body, turning it into a link and concentrating all the strength on one point. If every punch and kick can mobilize all the strength of the body, then an ordinary otaku can kill a cow with one punch.

Of course, that's provided his hand isn't broken.

Many American scholars in later generations like to say that Chinese martial arts are so awesome, why don’t they win all the first places in competitions?

At that time, Zhu Moye just smiled and said nothing. In Chinese martial arts, if you don't kill someone, you will at least be disabled. As the saying goes, there are various fighting styles in the Chinese martial arts world. In fact, it is illegal to fight. How to fight?

In his previous life, Zhu Moye was far from reaching the pinnacle of Chinese martial arts. At best, he was slightly stronger than Yang Luchan and others, and could only fight against hundreds of enemies at once.

This time, I was reborn into the world of Xiaoao, and still as a child. It was the best time for me to practice.

Originally, he had come too hastily and had to deal with the persecution of Concubine Wan as soon as he crossed over, so he didn't expect this.

He only realized this when his right hand was injured due to overloading the gun this time.

At that moment, his eyes were burning with passion and his heart was filled with uncontrollable excitement.

In his previous life, he started practicing Chinese martial arts at the age of six, and had reached the level of Gangjin at the age of 22. He was undoubtedly a genius.

However, he was still far away from the Golden Elixir level and there was no hope at all. As for the legendary realm of seeing the indestructible gods, he didn't even dare to think about it.

However, his unexpected encounter with the fairy Tianyi made him see a road to heaven.

He was now living in the world of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, where there were all kinds of incredibly magical internal skills.

Practice your breathing internally and your muscles, skin and bones externally.

If we really combine this sentence and integrate internal strength and traditional Chinese martial arts into one, what kind of astonishing realm will we reach?

Thinking of this, Zhu Moye instantly forgot the pain in his palm. The light in his eyes almost took shape, and he laughed uncontrollably.

"Hahahaha, God has been kind to me. If I can't reach that peak in this lifetime, wouldn't that make me incompetent?"

Shang Ming was originally looking at Zhu Moye's palm in fear, secretly marveling at the prince's ability to endure. He had five broken bones, a dislocated wrist, and ruptured tendons, but he was still able to hold on until he reached the prince's residence before his expression changed slightly.

After hearing Zhu Moye's wild laughter, I felt inexplicably chilled in my heart.

This evil little devil seemed to have come up with some earth-shattering plan.

Only after the laughter died down did Shang Ming put away his suspicions and said respectfully, "Your Highness, let me heal your wounds first."

Zhu Moye nodded, in a good mood, and spoke more politely: "Okay, then I'll have to trouble Eunuch Shang."

Shang Ming stretched out his hands, gently grasped Zhu Moye's right hand, and said in a deep voice: "Hold it!"

Cackling!

Before Zhu Moye could nod, the sound of several bones shifting exploded in his mind. Waves of heart-wrenching pain passed through his nerves and reached his brain at a rapid speed like electricity.

"Humph……"

Zhu Moye's face turned pale as paper. Even with his great composure, he couldn't help but groan in pain when touching the body of this young child whose pain nerves were the strongest.

But he clenched his teeth so tightly that they made a clicking sound and veins bulged on his forehead, but he refused to cry out.

Killing a god has its own dignity!

In front of the people closest to you, it’s okay to be silly and act cute, but in front of your subordinates, you must always present an image of iron-blooded and invincible.

Suddenly, a warm current came out from Shang Ming's hands, slowly flowing into Zhu Moye's body and reaching his brain. It was like a downpour after a long drought, extremely warm and comfortable.

"Is this internal force? What a miraculous method, it cannot be achieved by any martial arts skills."

Zhu Moye was secretly amazed at the magic of internal strength. Some of the methods were not comparable to the physical cultivation of traditional Chinese martial arts.

After a while, Shang Ming withdrew his hands, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, your injury is no longer serious. I will take my leave first."

Zhu Moye stretched his right hand a few times, and it was indeed intact. Seeing Shang Ming asking for his leave, he curled the corners of his mouth and uttered two words lightly.

"Wait a minute!"

Chapter 17: Grand Plans

"Wait a minute!"

When Shang Ming heard the prince's call, he immediately stopped.

He respected and feared the three-year-old prince.

The lineage of Concubine Wan, which had been deeply rooted in the court for many years, was easily defeated by this monster and suffered heavy losses.

The current emperor Zhu Jianshen is far inferior to this method.

What frightened Shang Ming the most was that this evil prince seemed to have the ability to predict the future. When he came to the East Factory to seek cooperation with him yesterday, the overall plan he revealed was almost exactly the same as what happened in the court today.

How could a child of only two or three years old understand so much about the ways of the world and the factions in the court?

And how could he have calculated them so completely? He was almost cautious at every step, and his scheming was extremely terrifying.

If possible, Shang Ming really doesn't want to have too close a relationship with this monster. If he is not careful, he might be swallowed up by him without leaving a trace.

Unfortunately, ever since he agreed to help the prince and be the first to attack Concubine Wan yesterday, he was destined to be tied to the prince and it was impossible for him to get away.

Shang Ming thought about many things in his mind in an instant. After a few seconds, he shook his head and smiled bitterly. It seemed that when the prince asked him to cooperate, he had already been included in it.

He turned around, his expression changing instantly. His bitter old face was now covered with a flattering smile. He asked, "Your Highness, is there anything else you would like me to do?"

Zhu Moye sensed Shang Ming's change in mood. He understood what the old man was thinking and grinned. "Don't be so nervous, Eunuch Shang. I just want you to spread the Sunflower Manual to the East and West Factories and the Embroidered Uniform Guards."

"what?!"

Shang Ming's face changed drastically and he cried out in shock, no longer caring about his identity as the prince, and started shouting and yelling.

This prince is as thick-skinned as a city wall. As soon as he opens his mouth, he wants to spread the foundation of the East Factory without any shame or hesitation.

Does he really not know what the Sunflower Manual means?

The Sunflower Manual means that it can create countless masters! An extremely powerful force that is enough to disrupt the world.

Back then, Lin Yuantu had only learned a few fragments of the Sunflower Manual, but he was able to stir up the world with his sword skills to ward off evil spirits and become a powerful figure in the martial arts world!

If the Sunflower Manual were to be circulated, wouldn't it cause chaos throughout the world? It might even endanger the Ming Dynasty!

The prince is crazy!

A thousand horses were running wildly through Shang Ming's mind. Could such a crazy idea really be thought of by the evil prince who was as swift as the wind and as domineering as thunder in the court?

"Haha, Eunuch Shang, there's no need to panic. Just listen to what this prince has to say."

Zhu Moye couldn't help laughing. He had guessed Shang Ming's reaction long ago. After all, this was not a question of whether the factory's magical artifact would be circulated or not, but it was related to the overall situation of the world and it must not be lost.

"Your Highness, please speak. However, I must state first that if your reasons do not convince me, I will have to report this to His Majesty first and then make a decision."

Shang Ming's face was solemn, and he vaguely guessed something. Perhaps, the plan to distribute the Sunflower Manual was related to the prince's wild laughter just now.

Zhu Moye habitually touched his nose, with a calm and composed look, and said slowly and calmly: "This prince asked you to spread the Sunflower Manual, not to spread it aimlessly, but to spread it to those who are not upright in the two factories and one guard."

Seeing Shang Ming's apprehensive expression, Zhu Moye chuckled and teased, "Eunuch Shang, although the East Factory's intelligence agency is slightly inferior to the West Factory, it should be well aware of who has evil intentions and who is treacherous."

Shang Ming pondered for a moment before speaking, "Yes, it's easy for the East Depot to gather this kind of superficial intelligence. However, this reason isn't enough to convince me. If the Sunflower Manual were to fall into the hands of traitors, wouldn't that only embolden them and allow them to act recklessly and recklessly?"

Zhu Moye had anticipated this question and didn't rush to answer. He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and paced around Shang Ming, saying, "Eunuch Shang, you've been in the palace for decades. Although you're experienced and know how to judge the situation, you're only experienced in the palace. When it comes to understanding human nature, you're far inferior to the common people."

At this point, he paused, then suddenly said without a word, "If someone who wasn't your confidant had learned the Sunflower Manual, what would you do?"

Shang Ming was slightly stunned, then his face turned cruel and he said coldly: "Kill him!"

Snapped!

Zhu Moye snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "That's right, do you understand?"

Shang Ming was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.

Yes, if I knew that someone other than my confidants had learned the Book of the Golden Flower and could pose a threat to me, I would definitely find ways to get rid of him.

This is especially true if it is spread to those treacherous people with evil intentions.

As the saying goes, competitors are enemies. In many cases, villains cannot work together. Instead, they scheme against and attack each other, racking their brains to get rid of those who steal their jobs.

Just like him and Wang Zhi, both were eunuchs, both were governors, and both were lowly men, yet they became enemies and were hostile to each other for several years, and were incompatible with each other.

As long as the Sunflower Manual is passed on to those treacherous villains in the palace, they will surely try every possible means to climb up and strive to win a high position. Then, eliminating dissidents will be the first step to be taken.

So... the result will be...

There is chaos in two factories and one guardhouse!

By then, there will definitely be bloody battles and internecine infighting between the people from the East and West Factories and the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Within ten years, the threat posed by the two factories and one guard to the imperial court will be greatly weakened.

Moreover, as the undercurrent surges, most of those treacherous people will surely die, and the remaining ones are all under control. As long as the prince gives an order, the cancer in the court will be completely eradicated.

The Ming Dynasty will surely be a bright and prosperous world!

"Killing two birds with one stone... What a cruel, vicious, and brilliant plan..."

Shang Ming looked at Zhu Moye deeply, and a trace of fear flashed in his turbid old eyes. How could he, at such a young age, see through the most profound things about human nature, politics, etc.?

This boy must not be an enemy!

What he didn't know was... this plan was far more than just killing two birds with one stone. The most important part was related to Zhu Moye's all-encompassing plan!

Phew, the IQ plot is a bit brain-twisting, it's really painful to write... Can any girls help me massage it? Oh, by the way, please...

Chapter 18 Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy!

Zhu Moye smiled slightly, looked directly into Shang Ming's eyes, and said, "Thank you for the compliment. Compared to you, Eunuch Shang, I'm still a novice."

Shang Ming is not a good person, and he is the kind of person who will not do anything without profit.

Before the West Factory suppressed the East Factory, this guy relied on his power to do many lawless things.

Zhu Moye didn't have a very good impression of this old eunuch. If Shang Ming hadn't been of some use to him now, he would have shot him directly without any further ado.

Shang Ming was stunned. He was suppressed by Wang Zhi, and his temper and behavior had been restrained a lot. During the period when he was doing all kinds of evil, this evil prince had not yet been born.

How did he know?

However, Shang Ming, who had already witnessed what a demon Zhu Moye was, was somewhat numb at this point and did not delve into it further.

Shang Ming frowned and asked doubtfully, "Your Highness, there is something I don't understand. Please enlighten me."

"But it doesn't matter."

Zhu Moye nodded without any excuse. This plan really couldn't be done without this old eunuch.

Shang Ming took a deep breath and vented his doubts. "Your Highness, the two factories and one guard have always been important institutions for the centralization of imperial power. Without the two factories and one guard to control the privacy of ministers, the imperial power would inevitably be shaken. Why are you so determined to weaken the power of the two factories and one guard?"

Zhu Moye's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at him calmly and sneered repeatedly, "Important? Weaken? What a joke! This prince will disband the two factories and one guard sooner or later. These three are the biggest cancer of the Ming Dynasty!"

The establishment of the two factories and one guard, a secret agency, was criticized in later generations.

Although the establishment of the two factories and one guard was the world's first spy agency, it had a profound impact on later spy warfare.

However, the Ming Dynasty used him as a tool to control ministers and centralize power in the dynasty.

If it were a tyrant like Zhu Yuanzhang or Zhu Di, then the swift and decisive iron-blooded measures would be enough to intimidate the villains.

However, if it came to a benevolent emperor like Zhu Jianshen, the two factories and one guard would have become a complete cancer that deceived the royal family and was lawless, doing no good but only harm to the country.

Just like today's morning court session, the eunuch, the governor of the Western Factory, not only dared to interfere in state affairs, but also dared to threaten many ministers and challenge the majesty of the imperial power in public.

This kind of organization is playing with fire. At least in a dynasty like the Ming Dynasty where the political system was still imperfect, it is a cancer!

Shang Ming took a deep breath. He didn't expect that this evil prince would be so bold. He actually wanted to abolish the intelligence agency that emperors of past dynasties had worked so hard to build.

However, if the East Factory was abolished, where would he have a place to stay?

Considering the people he had offended in the past, if he lost his position as the Supervisor of the East Factory, one person's spit could drown him.

No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife, and two fists cannot beat four hands.

Without power, Shang Ming is just a gangster, not worth mentioning.

For a moment, the two treacherous heroes became hesitant.