Zhu Youji bowed his hand, raised his hand suddenly, and placed his fingers between Zhang Sanfeng's eyebrows like lightning.
Zhang Sanfeng raised his eyebrows, but did not resist and allowed Zhu You to do what he did.
From Zhu Youji's fingertips, several rays of light and shadow flickered, constantly beating back and forth, transmitting the essence of the breathing method to Zhang Sanfeng one by one.
Countless memory fragments poured into Zhang Sanfeng's mind, making his eyes light up.
With his level of martial arts, he can naturally understand the huge benefits of breathing techniques.
"The old Taoist owes you another favor." Zhang Sanfeng sighed after receiving the memory.
"With the cultivation level of a real person, even if you don't know the breathing method, you can still walk in the upper world freely. When the time comes, the breathing method will become its own. I am just the icing on the cake, not worth mentioning."
"Zhenzhen Zhang has done great deeds for the people of the world by resisting the Tatar invasion."
Zhu Youji chuckled and said softly.
"Don't worry, little friend, I will solve this matter." Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly and agreed to the matter.
"Okay, then I'll take my leave first." Zhu Youji bowed his hands and left Wudang Mountain gracefully.
…
In a forest at the foot of the mountain, Zhu Youji saw Liu Shengpiaoxu again.
"Your Highness." Liu Shengpiaoxu shouted playfully when he saw no one was around.
Zhu Youji also took off Wuming's mask, nodded slightly, and said: "Well, Shaolin, Emei, and Wudang have all agreed to the martial arts alliance. If you Qingcheng faction takes the lead in supporting it, it is estimated that many sects will support it. I wanted to visit the Beggar Clan, but now I don’t have enough time..."
"Let's wait until I finish my affairs in the capital."
"Huh!" Liu Shengpiaoxu snorted and said angrily: "Your Highness is in a hurry to get married, right?"
"Uh!" Zhu Youji's words were interrupted and he felt a little embarrassed, "Well, yes! That's almost it. As the crown prince, it would be unreasonable for me not to have a crown princess."
"Oh." Liu Shengpiaoxu responded, feeling a little depressed.
"Please pay attention to me and let me know if anything happens." Zhu Youji said softly.
"Okay." Liu Shengpiaoxu replied.
"Well, that's it, I'll go back first." Zhu Youji nodded, touched Liu Shengpiaoxu's head, stepped on the magic sword, flew away through the air, and disappeared without a trace.
Looking at Zhu Youji's leaving figure, Liu Shengpiaoxu curled her lips and murmured: "I really don't want to wish you well, hum! Your Highness... Na! Happy wedding."
Above the sky, a smile appeared on Zhu Youji's lips, and he shook his head with a smile: "This little girl..."
…
Time flies, and two more days have passed.
Under the arrangement of Mr. Wuhen, Zhu Youji held the wedding in an extremely high-profile manner.
On this day, Zhu You rode a white horse and led the wedding team out of the east gate to the Zhou Mansion.
After performing some rituals, Zhu Youji invited the two ladies back to the Prince's East Palace.
Since Zhu Youji's relationship with Emperor Tianqi was not good, and he was in a coma at the moment, it was inconvenient for him to attend, so only Concubine Wan Gui attended the banquet as a representative of the elders.
The Queen Mother did not come either. Among the other princes and sisters, only Yongkang came.
The moment Zhu Youji saw Concubine Wan Gui, he frowned slightly. He felt a familiar aura from Concubine Wan Gui.
While entertaining guests and relatives of the emperor, Zhu Youji quietly activated the Emperor's Qi Reading Technique.
"Zhen'er?"
"Not Concubine Wan Gui?"
After Zhu Youji knew the truth, he glanced at Mr. Wuhen calmly.
Mr. Wuhen understood instantly, stood up silently, and went to the latrine citing physical discomfort.
Zhu Youji also walked out.
Next to the rockery, the two met.
"Where is Concubine Wan Gui?" Zhu Youji asked bluntly.
Mr. Wuhen said: "I heard that I am going to Jiangzhou."
"What did she go to Jiangzhou for?" Zhu Youji asked, frowning slightly.
"It seems to be for the ruins of Yihua Palace." Mr. Wuhen replied.
"Keep an eye on her and stop her no matter what she wants to do." Zhu Youji ordered.
"Okay, I understand, I will ask the Enshrinement Hall to send someone there." Mr. Wuhen nodded and said.
Zhu Youji nodded slightly and said: "Wan Zhen'er is a very ambitious woman. She has only one purpose, which is to become the empress and control the world. After you and I cooperated, she knew that she had no chance, so she left the capital this time. , heading to Jiangzhou."
"I'm afraid the plot is quite big. We must keep an eye on her."
"Your Highness is worried about Concubine Wan Gui cooperating with Zhu Youtang?" Young Master Wuhen asked.
Zhu Youji looked into the distance and said: "It may not be impossible, we have to guard against it."
"Understood." Master Wuhen said.
"Okay, I'm going back first. You can go back in a while. You need to worry more about the new equipment." Zhu Youji patted Mr. Wuhen on the shoulder and walked back towards the main hall.
Mr. Wuhen rested for a while, then reappeared and returned to the main hall.
After entering the main hall, Zhu Youji was already drunk. He was so drunk that he fell on the table, waved his hands constantly, and muttered: "I can't drink anymore, I can't drink anymore..."
"Hahaha... His Royal Highness is drunk!"
"Your Highness, you can't do it! Are you drunk now?"
"Come on, let's fight for three hundred rounds!"
…
Several royal relatives gathered around him and wanted to continue pouring wine on Zhu Youji.
Seeing this, Mr. Wuhen silently gave the steward a look. The steward understood and hurriedly walked out. He stopped a few people with a smile and said: "Sir, His Royal Highness is drunk. It is really not appropriate to drink anymore..."
"Who do you think you are? You dare to stop me?" The leader was furious. Feeling that he had lost face, he raised his hand and wanted to take the trouble.
At this moment, a cold and noble voice sounded.
"enough!"
Hearing this voice, the leader's legs trembled, and he sobered up a lot from his drunkenness. He turned to look at the owner of the voice, and said with some stuttering: "Wan... Wan Guifei."
"Today is a happy day for His Highness the Crown Prince. I am not angry. You guys, drinking is drinking, and you have to control it within a certain limit. Since His Highness the Crown Prince can't drink, then why don't you find someone else to drink with?"
"Are you right?"
Zhen'er stood up, looked at a few people, and said word by word.
"Ah, yes, yes, the imperial concubine is absolutely right. We will punish ourselves with one drink, and we will punish ourselves with one drink!"
Several people quickly punished themselves with a drink, then bowed to Concubine Wan Gui and went to drink elsewhere.
Zhen'er naturally knew that Zhu Youji was pretending to be drunk, so she touched Zhu Youji's forehead, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes, and told the steward: "Take His Royal Highness down and have a good rest."
"Yes, empress." The steward helped Zhu Youji into the bridal chamber.
When Zhou Miaotong heard the movement, she felt a little nervous. She moved her two fingers back and forth, not daring to move rashly.