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Chapter 22: Goodbye Ning Que

The water in the palace is very deep, but it can be summed up in one sentence, it is nothing more than a struggle for power and profit.

The king of the Tang Dynasty had average cultivation, suffered from hidden illnesses, and had only a few years left to live.

The King of Tang had six children in his life, but only three survived, the eldest princess Li Yu who returned from the Golden Tent, the third prince Li Hunyuan, the younger brother of Li Yu's grandmother, and Xiao Liuzi, the only son born to the queen.

Li Amber.

Now Xiao Liuzi not only has the queen's overwhelming favor, but also the king of Tang's favor. He can be said to be the one closest to the throne among the princes.

The Third Prince was in his prime, and was superior to the Sixth Prince in terms of both brain power and physical strength.

To be precise, Li Huanyuan's ability and IQ can be compared with children of a few years old.

But he had a good sister. Li Yu tried his best to pave the way for Li Hunyuan's plan and win over "Ziyu", also because he wanted to have one more trump card.

It's a pity that Jiang Fan never took Li Hunyuan and Li Yu seriously.

After waiting for a moment, with the sound of "The Emperor has arrived", at dawn, no, it was Tang Wang Li Zhongyi who entered the imperial study.

Li Zhongyi looks about forty years old, with a kind face, but there is a trace of majesty in it, which makes people feel easy to approach, but not afraid to approach. However, it can be seen from the slight paleness on his face that this person's body

Something went wrong.

The king of Tang Dynasty was sitting on the dragon chair, with two eunuchs and maids standing behind him.

Li Yu saluted: "I have met my father."

Jiang Fan clasped his fists: "Common man Ziyu, please see your majesty!"

Li Zhongyi said: "No need to be polite, I heard that you are going to take the academy examination this year?"

Jiang Fan nodded: "Not bad."

Li Zhongyi smiled and said: "The academy is a good place. I believe that with Master Ziyu's ability, he will definitely be able to enter the academy, and maybe even enter the second floor and become the master's disciple."

"I would like to borrow your Majesty's kind words." Jiang Fan's tone was calm, neither humble nor overbearing. He did not follow others' influence just because he was the emperor.

In fact, there really weren't many things about King Tang that could catch Jiang Fan's eyes.

Li Zhongyi nodded and saw the words on the table: "Fish leap in the sea now, and flowers bloom in the sky on the other shore. Good words and sentences, I have long heard it from the second brother Chao. Master Ziyu's words are as unparalleled as people in the world. Today

As soon as I saw it, it really lived up to its reputation!”

After saying this, a smile appeared on Li Zhongyi's face, as if he remembered something from the past and seemed to understand something.

After a long while, Li Zhongyi said: "Speaking of which, Yu'er was intercepted and killed by thieves on the way back to Beijing this time. Thanks to Mr. Ziyu's rescue, he was able to escape."

Having said this, Li Zhongyi paused, looked at Jiang Fan and said: "Yu'er is the apple of my eye. You saved her, which is a favor to me. In addition, you helped the second brother of the Chao Dynasty to break through, which led to the victory of Chunfeng Pavilion. If Master Ziyu

If you have anything you want, just ask and I will grant you your request!"

It sounds nice, but if Jiang Fan really makes any excessive demands, he is asking for trouble.

"Many of the books in the imperial study are single copies. I wonder if we can let ordinary people copy them in their spare time?"

When Jiang Fan said this, Li Yu and King Tang felt a little disappointed.

Tang Wang Li Zhongyi naturally saw his daughter's thoughts and was quite optimistic about "Ziyu".

Except for his unknown identity, Ziyu's conditions are perfect.

Although Li Yu is the eldest princess, she was once married to another woman. Now she has fled back to Tang Dynasty, and her status as a widow is not good to hear.

Li Zhongyi also thought about finding a good husband for his daughter.

If Ziyu can become the consort, it will be a good thing for Li Yu and Datang.

It's a pity that falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless.

After all, Jiang Fan does not have a heroic appearance!

"I agree. This is my waist card. Young Master Ziyu can enter and leave the palace at will without anyone stopping him."

Tang Wang Li Zhongyi is still a wise king, and he is not afraid that "Ziyu" will be detrimental to him.

Because he has a great supporter like the Master behind him.

A great practitioner like "Ziyu" who has broken through the five realms at a young age has a bright future, and it is impossible to compare with him, the King of Tang, who has reached the limit.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Jiang Fan took the badge and thanked him.

After lunch at the palace, Jiang Fan was sent out of the palace.

After leaving the imperial city, Jiang Fan wandered alone.

"It's still too small in the capital city."

While walking, Jiang Fan saw Ning Que again in the crowd.

Ning Que is still looking for the murderer of Zall, but he doesn't know that Chao Xiaoshu has killed a Southern Jin swordsman last night to avenge Zall.

"Great Swordsman!"

Ning Que's eyes were sharp and he also saw Jiang Fan in the crowd. His face lit up and he immediately walked up quickly regardless of anything else.

Following Jiang Fan to a deserted place by the lake, Ning Que quickly stepped forward, without saying a word, knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists and saluted.

"Great swordsman, boy Ning Que, please teach me how to practice!"

Back when he was on Beishan Road, Ning Que had seen how powerful Jiang Fan was, and he wanted to become his disciple at that time.

However, there was no chance of contact at that time. Now that we can finally meet again, Ning Que doesn't want to miss it.

He had a blood feud with his enemy Xia Hou, who was a strong martial artist and one of the four great generals of the Tang Dynasty. In terms of strength and influence, Ning Que could not match the current woodcutter.

Only by becoming a practitioner can Ning Que have a chance to maintain his position.

"I have wonderful bones and extraordinary talents, please accept me!"

Ning Que Wang Po sells melons and boasts about herself.

However, Ning Que's talent is indeed good. Although the Qi Sea Snow Mountain's Qi orifices are blocked and it is difficult to practice the techniques of the Haotian World, there is still much to be achieved if he practices martial arts.

But why did he teach Ning Que?

Just because he is thick-skinned?

Jiang Fan said calmly: "Your energy is blocked by the sea and the snowy mountains. Under normal circumstances, you cannot practice."

"It's impossible to practice under normal circumstances. In other words, are there other abnormal ways?"

Ning Que's eyes lit up.

Because of the blockage of Qi Sea and Snow Mountain, several practitioners he met were unwilling to accept him as a disciple.

This made Ning Que depressed for a long time, but he was helpless.

Now that I heard Jiang Fan's implication, it was not that there was no other way, so I was naturally happy.

"There is indeed a way, but it requires a lot of perseverance and determination. You and I are destined. I have no use for this peerless magical skill, so I will give it to you. As for whether you want to learn it or not, you can decide for yourself."

Jiang Fan waved his hand, threw out a secret book, and disappeared in a flash.

The kind of secret book that excited Ning Que. When he saw the name, he was shocked.

"Sunflower Collection!"

Ning Que's eyes widened, somewhat doubtful about life.

In the Haotian world, how come there is the "Sunflower Book" in Jin Yong's martial arts?

Or is it that the Great Swordsman is also a time traveler?

Or is it just that the secret books have the same name?

Ning Que's expression changed. He hesitated and turned to the first page. He suddenly saw the eight characters "If you want to practice magical skills, you must first commit suicide."

Shit!

It's really the "Sunflower Collection". Are you kidding me? Who knows how to practice this magical skill of cutting a chicken?
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