With a creak, the door of the main hall opened. Chang Yu looked up and saw a weak figure appearing at the door. Although his face was handsome, it was extremely pale, especially his brows that were always frowning unconsciously. He looked the same as his sister Princess Changping. Could it be? Is the Chongzhen gene a powerful inheritance?
Of course not. After all, no one would be happy in such a situation.
"What are you yelling about?" Zhu Cixiang was extremely irritable. He had no intention of reading and couldn't swallow his food. Hearing the noise outside, he couldn't help but come over to take a look, only to find that it was a young eunuch and the guard who were quarreling. He couldn't help but want to get angry. , these slaves are really looking for a beating.
"Little Chang Yu, I have met the prince." Chang Yu quickly kowtowed and saluted. Yes, although he was a slave in the Ming Dynasty, he did not need to call himself a slave, nor did he need to kneel down at any time. Calling yourself a slave, kneeling down at any time is Tatar etiquette, it belongs to Tatars!
Chang Yu? Zhu Cixiang, who was just about to get angry, suddenly felt familiar when he heard this name, but for a moment he couldn't remember why he felt familiar!
Upon seeing this, the bearded man took a step forward, approached Zhu Cixiang's ear, and whispered a few times. Soon his eyes lit up, but there was a look of doubt on his face.
"Are you Chang Yu, the young eunuch of Shangshan Supervisor who won the fight with Jin Wuwei?"
Zhu Cixiang followed his father and did not like women very much. In addition to studying, he was also concerned about political affairs. The more he cared about it, the more irritable he became and the more he hated the incompetence of the generals. At this time, he fantasized about becoming a brave warrior. General, lead the Ming army to beat those thieves to pieces.
Although he knew it was impossible, he had always been fascinated by it. Suddenly, he became interested in boxing and kung fu. On weekdays, he would ask some guards for advice and chat to relieve his boredom. It happened that this afternoon he overheard a few palace ladies talking to the guards. He was talking about a young eunuch named Chang Yu beating up Jin Wuwei, but he didn't take it seriously at the time. This kind of gossip could not be taken seriously. It was just stories made up by the slaves below to amuse themselves.
I just didn't expect that the protagonist of the story is actually a real person, I just need to distinguish the truth from the false.
“The small one is just right”
Chang Yu kept looking at Zhu Cixiang intentionally or unintentionally, and his heart was filled with waves. For a moment, he felt as if he had traveled through time and space again, a few months later, and personally felt the pain of a sixteen-year-old child suffering the destruction of his country, the destruction of his family, and the death of his family members. He was heartbroken and frightened when he was captured by the rebels. He could also feel the betrayal and betrayal from his relatives when he was captured by the Qing court a year later. He was so heartbroken that he was beheaded on the pretense of pretending to be a prince. The Ming history written by Tatars records that his whereabouts are unknown!
"Did you really defeat Jin Wuwei?" Zhu Cixiang put away the doubts on his face and stared at Chang Yu. He suddenly felt that this eunuch who was about the same age as himself had an indescribable touch in his eyes. Yes, he was moved, but he didn't know why.
Putting away his thoughts, Chang Yu looked calm: "It's just a straw bag, not worth mentioning." But his eyes looked at the beard full of provocation.
Hahaha, Zhu Cixi couldn't help but smile, and turned to look at the beard: "Cheng Chongdao, people say you are idiots, do you dare to have a fight with him?".
"Why don't you dare?" Cheng Chongdao had already been angered by Chang Yu. If he hadn't seen the prince in front of him, he would have gotten angry and hurt others. Now that he heard that the prince also intended to let him fight, he naturally would not accept it anymore: "Prince, this kid has a rule for fighting..."
Oh, after listening to Cheng Chongdao's words, Zhu Cixiang's interest became high again, and he took out a ten-tael silver ingot from his arms: "The Capital Palace will help you with the five-tael bet, and I'll bet you to win the other five-tael."
"Prince Xie" Cheng Chongdao handed the steel knife on his waist to the person next to him, and then looked at Chang Yu: "Little father-in-law, should we fight from above or below?"
"What's the difference? You were the one who fell anyway." Chang Yu smiled nonchalantly: "But in order to let the prince see clearly how you fell, let's fight from below." After saying that, he slowly walked down the stairs and stood In the courtyard three meters away from the palace gate.
The eunuchs and maids of the Prince's Mansion have all come out to watch the fun. Some are in the corner of the courtyard, and some are crowding around the prince at the entrance of the main hall. At this moment, the prince is already wearing fur clothes and sitting on a chair at the entrance of the palace. Of course this is what he wants. It’s time to watch the show.
Chang Yu started his performance. He expected Zhu Cixiang to be a knowledgeable person.
Strictly speaking, this play is not exciting at all, at least everyone who has watched it thinks so, because it is too short, as short as a blink of an eye.
No one expected that a five-year-old and three-year-old guard could not even hold up for three seconds against a weak little eunuch. Chang Yu only feinted with a punch, and then kicked Cheng Chongdao hard on the chin with a swinging leg, knocking him out directly.
The air was as quiet as condensation again. The eunuchs and maids opened their eyes wide and opened their mouths, looking at each other in disbelief. The expressions of several personal guards were similar.
This... Zhu Cixiang rubbed his eyes vigorously. He fell down before the expression of wanting to see a good show dissipated from his face. Could it be that the two of them colluded to act for themselves to have fun.
"Thank you for the reward, Crown Prince." Chang Yu walked up the stairs to the door of the hall and kowtowed to Zhu Cixiang, then casually grabbed the silver coin next to him and put it into his arms, not forgetting to wink at the surprised Linglong next to the Crown Prince.
"Are you really that powerful?" Zhu Cixi stood up and stared at Chang Yu closely.
"Your Majesty, do you dare to ask me whether it is sinful to tell the truth?"
Zhu Cixiang wanted to laugh, but held it back: "I forgive you."
Chang Yu raised his clenched right fist and said, "In the imperial city, no one in our family dares to claim to be first if we are second."
Crazy, extremely arrogant!
Even the guards who ran to help Cheng Chongdao immediately stopped their movements, with expressions of surprise and dissatisfaction on their faces.
Zhu Cixiang's eyes lit up. Although the little eunuch in front of him was thin, his eyes were extremely confident. If he had heard this a few minutes ago, he would have given this arrogant little eunuch a lot of praise, but now he actually believed it. Well, I believe that this little eunuch can really defeat the invincible opponents in the imperial city.
Then he felt a little sad, even a little eunuch was so arrogant, and he seemed to have the capital to be arrogant, but he could only sit in the study every day and read those sordid books and rotten scriptures to talk about sex.
There's something wrong with the plot. Chang Yu secretly observed Zhu Cixiang's expression. According to the normal trend, he shouldn't have invited me into the palace to have a chat and then confide in him. Why did he suddenly seem unhappy?
"Prince, my subordinates are not convinced."
At this moment, a guard rushed to the palace gate and kowtowed to Zhu Cixiang: "I want to compete with Eunuch Chang."
Zhu Cixiang's face, which had dimmed just now, brightened up again. After all, he is a small child who loves to be lively. After all, he had not watched enough just now: "Don't embarrass the Prince's Palace."
The guard glanced sideways at Chang Yu, raised the corner of his mouth, and revealed a trace of ridicule: "Successful sneak attack is not a real skill. I am confident that I can defeat this young father-in-law who is number one in the imperial city within three rounds."
It turned out that Chang Yu's attack was too fast just now, so fast that everyone was surprised. Thinking that although Cheng Chongdao was not a master, he was still a practitioner. How could he be put down in just one breath after meeting each other? The only explanation That is, the little eunuch took advantage of his unpreparedness and struck suddenly, otherwise Cheng Chongdao's bulk and punch alone could smash the little eunuch's bed-board figure into pieces.
Zhu Cixiang raised his brows and had doubts in his heart. Could it be that he had just succeeded in a sneak attack? After all, he was too quick to see clearly just now.
"Okay, don't let me down," Zhu Cixiang said with a smile, but his eyes were fixed on Chang Yu.
"It's okay to compete, but the rules can't be broken." Chang Yu was calm and composed, with a smile on his face and a confident look.
This is also a kind of arrogance but definitely not arrogance. He also knows that there are many masters in the palace, and he also knows that the kung fu routines of this era have few tricks and are very practical, but these so-called masters in the palace have actually had several practical experiences. Well, don't forget that he is a professional boxer. After the systematic, targeted and super-intensive training of later generations, whether it is speed, strength, technology or actual combat experience, it is definitely not comparable to people of this era.
As a professional boxer, he doesn't believe in the internal strength of beating a bull in the air and the lightness of flying around with ten steps and one kill. Those are martial arts novels.
Of course, his current physique, size, speed and strength cannot be compared with his predecessor, but his skills are still there. As long as he is not an absolute master, he is 100% sure to knock him down.
Secondly, he also has an absolute trump card, which is tactics and playing methods, which are definitely unfamiliar to people of this era.
"Oh, you little brat" Zhu Cixiang scolded with a smile, but he forgot that he was actually a brat too.
Pointing to a silver ingot in the hand of the little eunuch beside him: "The gambling capital plus my bet, this time I bet my own guard to win."
"Thank you, Prince, for the reward." Chang Yu smiled slightly, walked down the steps and stood in the yard.
Zhu Cixiang snorted softly. He was so confident. He thought he had won without a fight?
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