Close the notes in your hands.
Zhao Hongming's intention is still unfinished.
As expected of a master of martial arts, every comment hits the key points, making it easy to learn and get twice the result with half the effort.
If he were not a prince, it would be extremely difficult to obtain such annotations, especially the annotations of the Immortal Martial Arts.
Zhao Hongming's consciousness moved, and personal attribute information automatically emerged.
[Name: Zhao Hongming]
[Practice method: Bahuang Eternal Age Kung Fu - Uninitiated (20/100)]
[Breaking through techniques: None]
[Today’s practice time: 2 hours]
[Physique: Normal]
[Root bone bonus: 1]
Looking at the prompt information in his sight, he couldn't help but be a little overjoyed.
It only took two hours of work to improve the progress by 20%.
Sure enough, hard work pays off instantly.
God rewards those who are diligent and honest.
At this rate, with just eight more hours, he might be able to practice the Immortal Martial Arts of the Eight Desolations to the level of a first-level pulse-opening technique.
Now he has memorized the first-level exercises by heart, and has completely digested and absorbed the essentials.
All that's left is to go back and practice hard.
Zhao Hongming walked out of the private room.
A steward had been standing guard outside the door. When he saw Zhao Hongming, he reminded him expressionlessly: "According to the rules, Your Highness is not allowed to copy, and you are not allowed to disclose the details of the exercises without permission. I hope that Your Highness will abide by it. If there is any forgetfulness or confusion later, You can come here at any time to continue your enlightenment.”
As the manager of the Zangwu Building, he has a very eccentric personality.
The tone of his words was cold, completely different from the attitude of others in the palace towards the prince.
It doesn't mean any compliment or respect.
Zhao Hongming was not that boring. He relied on his status to stir up trouble. He nodded and said, "I will come back if I don't understand something in the future."
"Your Highness, please go slowly and don't see me off."
After saying that, the steward on the third floor sat directly on the floor, holding an unknown martial arts explanation and began to study it.
He is indeed a 'martial arts idiot'.
Zhao Hongming smiled and walked out of the Zangwu Building.
It was already dark at this time, and the sky seemed to be covered with a curtain of stars.
Zhao Hongming glanced up and saw seven spoon-shaped stars twinkling above it.
"Your Highness, Fifth Prince." Outside the Cangwu Building, his personal bodyguard stood respectfully with fists clasped at his side.
There is a sword hanging on his waist. He looks powerful and gives people a great sense of security.
This man's name is Chang Wubing. He is a warrior brought by his mother in his motherland. He is responsible for his daily safety and has lived with him for many years.
Since he has no foundation in the court, he can only rely on him. He is a completely trustworthy person and belongs to his confidants.
Zhao Hongming withdrew his gaze and said, "Go back."
"yes."
From birth to childhood, the princes of the Wei Dynasty would live with their mothers in the six east and west palaces.
When they grow up a little, around the age of five or six, they will move to places located on the east and west sides of the imperial garden, which are called East Fifth House and West Fifth House.
However, because Zhao Hongming's mother died of illness when he was almost four years old, he moved to Dongwu Institute at the age of four, a little earlier than other princes.
When I returned to my residence, Qingfeng Pavilion (named by Zhao Hongming himself), it was already late.
Zhao Hongming did not choose to continue practicing, and went to bed to rest under the care of his personal eunuch.
As a prince, he would have to get up and go to the palace to study at around the same time tomorrow.
If you go to bed too late, you will definitely not be in good spirits the next day.
Zhao Hongming is a very self-disciplined person and has not changed his work and rest routine because of learning martial arts.
A dreamless night.
It was Yinshi in a blink of an eye.
Wang Bao, the eunuch who was guarding outside, shouted in a high voice: "Your Highness, the time has come. It's time to go to the study."
Hearing the shouts outside the house, Zhao Hongming opened his hazy eyes habitually and shouted: "Come in and change my clothes."
He squinted his eyes and sat up from the bed, trying to gather his energy and wake up as soon as possible.
There are many royal rules.
As a royal child, while enjoying the resources provided by Wei Dynasty, you will also be subject to many restrictions.
For example, if you sleep in, at least don't think about it before leaving the cabinet.
If he didn't respond just now, Wang Bao outside the door would keep shouting until he got up.
Too annoying.
Under the service of eunuch Wang Bao, Zhao Hongming put on his clothes and walked out of the room sleepily.
At this time, Chang Wubing was already standing outside the hospital with a relaxed expression.
I heard that successful martial artists are extremely energetic.
Even if you don't sleep for a few nights, you won't feel sleepy.
Zhao Hongming couldn't help but feel a little envious, and he was full of expectations for the next breakthrough of the Eight Desolations Immortality Kung Fu.
In the Yinshi period of the Wei Dynasty, it was still dark.
A eunuch came with a lantern to guide the way.
The entire Wei palace is as intricate as a city.
After walking for almost a stick of incense, Zhao Hongming walked to the upper study room.
The upper study room is the Academy. As the name suggests, it is a place built in the palace to teach the princes and princesses. Usually famous scholars come to teach.
Before entering the upper study room, the clear sound of reading could be heard inside.
Someone has already arrived early.
Zhao Hongming walked in and chose a seat near the back to sit down.
Eunuch Wang Bao and guard Chang Wubing consciously stopped at the door, resting in a room specially prepared for servants, waiting for Zhao Hongming to finish his morning class.
Now in the study room, except for the prince who has a dedicated teacher, as well as the second and third princes who have left the imperial court to establish a new palace, the rest of the princes and princesses who have not left the imperial court are forced to attend lectures and study in the academy every day.
The first to come to the palace academy were the fourth prince Zhao Hongli and the seventh prince Zhao Hongsheng.
One of the mothers of these two princes came from a martial arts family, and the other was from a famous family, and both had considerable influence in the court.
I heard that the two men had vague ambitions, and they were favorable challengers to Prince Zhao Hongli.
There is a bit of competition between them, so they are either the first or the second to arrive at the academy, and they have never missed any classes at the academy.
It is also highly praised among many lecturers.
As time passed, the other princes and princesses came in one after another.
"Fifth brother!" A prince who was about ten years old approached Zhao Hongming and asked excitedly before the lecturer arrived: "I heard that my father allowed you to go to the Cangwu Building yesterday?"
This person is the eighth prince Zhao Hongguang. He has a relatively cowardly character, is relatively young, and has an average mother and concubine. The other princes and princesses do not like to play with him.
But Zhao Hongming didn't care, he just regarded him as a little kid who didn't understand the world, and he would take more care of him on weekdays.
After going back and forth, Zhao Hongguang liked to stick behind him even more.
"Um."
Zhao Hongguang quickly asked: "Which Kung Fu did you choose? Is it the Sutra of Killing? I heard that this Immortal Martial Kung Fu is very powerful. Many generals highly praise this Immortal Martial Kung Fu. As long as you get into battle and kill the enemy, you can Improve your cultivation diligently.”
"I chose the Eight Desolations Immortality Technique."
"..." Zhao Hongguang's mind froze for a moment, and some questions popped up: "What kind of skill is this? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"It's just a health-preserving exercise." Zhao Hongming said: "As a member of the royal family, our Zhao family is not good at martial arts. Learning more Confucianism is the right way. Don't kill every day."
"Oh!" Zhao Hongguang suddenly lost interest.
After a while, he took out a round white stone about the size of a soybean and quietly handed it to Zhao Hongming, lowering his voice and saying: "I heard that fifth brother wants to learn martial arts. I got this from my mother and concubine. Here. "
"Wish Stone?!"
Zhao Hongming was a little surprised.
There is no wish stone in their monthly salary as princes.
First, the number of wish stones produced each month was limited, and they were an important tool for the royal family to control the court.
Secondly, the royal family's military fortunes were not good, so giving wish stones was a waste to a large extent.
Therefore, if the prince wants the wish stone, he can only use some special means to obtain it from elsewhere.
However, the resources that Zhao Hongming, a transparent prince, can use are limited and it is difficult to obtain them.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Hongguang, who was so quiet, actually got one.
If he had the wish stone to help him, he would undoubtedly be able to practice the Eight Desolations Eternal Age Skill faster.
He never had too much of a good thing.
Thinking of this, Zhao Hongming did not refuse and accepted it with a smile: "Thank you, eighth brother."
Zhao Hongguang put his hands behind his back and waved his hands in an old-fashioned way: "Brother, you're welcome. It's just a small effort."
"Hey, I think you've grown a little taller today."
Zhao Hongming's words instantly made Zhao Hongguang break his skills.
The latter danced like a child and said: "Really? Fifth brother, come on, come on, come on, measure me. My mother-in-law said that I can get out of the palace if I am as tall as Third Brother and the others."
