Thinking of this, Li Yun asked: "Is it urgent, Your Highness? If so, can I go to the palace now?"
"There's no rush. You can go there in the afternoon. Now, let's stand with this king."
After agreeing, Li Yun began to squat on horseback.
Li Xian sighed and squatted down.
Naturally, the guards would not stand aside to watch the fun and followed them one after another. The majestic martial arts arena of Prince Yong's Mansion was full of people squatting on horses, which was a strange sight.
What Li Xian didn't know was that just as he started to squat, a eunuch hidden behind the pillars in the distance wrote something on a small note, stuffed it into his hair, and left with the note. The palace.
And this note was delivered to the emperor not long after...
The whole morning was still boring, but with the help of Li Xian's potion, Li Xian successfully squatted for half an hour before getting up to move around.
In just two days, it can last for an hour. To be honest, it is nothing to ordinary people. But in the eyes of Li Yong and Xu Ze, King Yong could do it even with the dignity of a prince, which shows that he is really enduring hardship.
No pain No gain.
This sentence is most appropriate for those who practice martial arts.
Both of them have a feeling that maybe it won't take long for them to train King Yong to his own height.
After squatting, it’s time to hit the sandbag.
What puzzled Li Xian was that Li Yun did not teach him how to punch, but let him hit on his own. Of course, there are also requirements, that is, each punch must be eight points hard, leaving two points to spare.
As for Li Yun, he stood beside him with a willow stick, and from time to time he would pull it out when he was about to hit the target.
The willow branches in April are both soft and tough. If you pull them, there will be a red mark on your arms.
As a last resort, Li Xian had to concentrate on every punch he made, not only to hit the target, but also to be able to withdraw when the willow stick came over. It's easy to say, but it's so difficult to do.
"Ouch."
With another twitch, Li Xian shook his hand and glanced at Li Yun hatefully, but said nothing.
Even if he slapped his master, Li Yun didn't hold back at all. Every stroke would bring him intense pain.
You can't scold him yet. After all, this guy is teaching everything he has, and he is greedy for other people's skills. He can't resist at this time.
With no other choice, Li Xian just gritted his teeth and persisted.
Violent, non-stop exercise consumes the most physical energy.
As noon approached, Li Xian felt as if he had been fished out of a pond.
"Your Highness, the princess and others have been escorted to the palace."
Just when Li Xian was expecting news from the kitchen that dinner was ready, a guard walked to the martial arts arena and reported the news that the princess had arrived at the palace.
"came back?"
Li Xian, who was originally wondering why he was so slow, suddenly remembered his large amount of "baggage" and shook his head helplessly.
Fortunately, I found a lame excuse for these luggage, otherwise, these luggage will become "baggage", the kind that cannot be thrown away.
A person's first impression is very important. Later others' impressions of a person are expanded and outlined based on the initial impression. Unless something spectacular happens, this impression won't change.
Putting their arms into the armholes and rubbing each other, Li Xian told Li Yun: "Since the princess is back, the affairs of the inner palace will be left to the princess. You can assist her for a while."
Li Yun naturally agreed to this arrangement.
The palace is divided into the outer palace and the inner palace. The outer palace is a place open to the outside world, while the inner palace is equivalent to the prince's bedroom. Matters in the bedroom must naturally be left to the princess. As the general manager of the palace, Li Yun only needs to manage the affairs of the palace.
His arm was spanked, and the more it was rubbed, the more painful it became. Thinking about Li Yong's evil hand, Li Xian couldn't help but kicked Li Yong in the butt while he was saluting.
What a ghost. Li Xian was sure that this guy couldn't see it, but his kick was still in vain.
Looking blankly at the prince's movements, Li Yun blinked and said helplessly: "Your Highness, are you complaining that this slave is too harsh?"
Li Xian gritted his teeth and said, "If you say you don't complain, that's nonsense. I don't care. You must let me kick you to vent your anger."
It was the first time that Li Yun saw the prince kicking someone in person, and Li Yun was also very surprised. As for the words of complaint...
This is how you put your emotions in the open!
Li Yun knew very well that the more he forbeared and kept silent, the more resentment would accumulate. When he first took action, he also regretted it. Although King Yong didn't say anything now, there was no guarantee that he would deal with him in the future.
However, he didn't expect that after the martial arts training, King Yong would say it. As for the punishment, it was just a kick.
Feeling helpless and ridiculous, Li Yun had no choice but to lift her butt up so that the prince could kick her more easily.
This was the first time that Xu Ze saw the person who kicked and the person being kicked smiling. He patted his butt and felt that he might not be able to escape this kick at night. Because he is also preparing for the next stage of training.
After being kicked, Li Yun was not displeased at all. Seeing that a eunuch was struggling to carry something, he even helped lift it, which flattered the young eunuch.
Li Xian, who kicked Li Yun, also felt physically and mentally happy. No matter how good you are as a damn eunuch, if I want to kick you, you still have to stick your ass out.
With exhaustion all over his body, Li Xian returned to his bedroom, ready to take a rest.
However, just as he was about to enter, he heard a woman's voice coming from inside:
"Fang, now we have arrived in Chang'an. Although we can't say enough, when we come back this time, the prince will most likely be the prince. The position of the prince is different from that of the prince. Not only the royal family, but also the ministers, all have great respect for the prince's descendants. , very concerned.
Now, the prince and I have a child. Considering all the things, from now on, your position will probably be that of a concubine. So, you'd better be careful now, so that I can give you a bite to eat in the future. "
"Ms. Zhang, don't you think what you said is too much? No matter how favored I am, I will be personally hired by the Queen to become the royal concubine. Do you think that just because I have no heirs, I can be deposed?"
"When farmers raise chickens, they are all very loving and affectionate. But when the chickens grow up and can no longer lay eggs, do you think there will be anyone who will keep them? I heard from the prince that on your wedding day, you It's really embarrassing to have menstruation. I just don't know that the white silk is stained with blood that shouldn't be stained. If the news spreads, how many people will laugh out loud, hahahaha."
"you...."
"What do you mean, Mrs. Fang, I won't ask you for anything outside. If you dare to be disrespectful to me in private, you may starve to death in the future!"
Listening to the sounds coming from inside, Li Xian opened his mouth wide.
This, is this a palace fight? No, we haven't arrived at the palace yet. Could it be called a "house fight"?
But this Zhang is really arrogant. Hens that don’t lay eggs, so this argument has appeared now.
Should I exaggerate my intelligence, or what?
Finally, when the room became silent, Li Xian deliberately made a walking sound and opened the door.
In the bedroom, Madam Zhang was sitting on the bed, while Madam Fang was sitting on the floor, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief in one hand.
The tears could be wiped away, but the red eyes could not be covered.
Seeing the prince coming back, the charming Zhang immediately came over, and two round beauties squeezed onto his arms.
"Oh, Your Majesty, I heard that you are practicing martial arts, are you still used to it? I really don't know what you think, why do you want to learn from those reckless people? The smell of potion on your bed is particularly pungent, I don't know what you think. It really makes me sad when I smell it.”
Look, this is the type that can enjoy a harem. Not to mention his actions, just his words, there is not a word that is not flattering.
but....
Mrs. Zhang may be disappointed, Li Xian feels that he is not the kind of person who likes to listen to good things. Unlike Prince Zhang Huai, who has experienced severe beatings from society, he knows the difference between harsh words of advice and sweet words of poison.
