Huangxiu

Chapter 138 Defeated Again
"Sir..." Gao Lingfeng looked at him hesitantly when he was about to leave.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him: "When did Mr. Gao start to hesitate?"

"...Since you have already entered the Grandmaster stage, you can choose a new position." Gao Lingfeng said slowly: "Are you going to leave the Ministry of Rites?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "I don't have such plans for the time being."

Gao Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "Master Gao doesn't want me to leave? ... I am not qualified to be a deputy minister, and the burden is all on you."

Gao Lingfeng said solemnly: "In my heart, you are an excellent official!"

Chu Zhiyuan raised his sword-like eyebrows and smiled without saying a word.

Gao Lingfeng said: "If it weren't for your protection, I wouldn't be so comfortable. I just need to deal with the files and follow the procedures."

Rules are rules and reality is reality.

Rules must be based on reality.

According to the rules of the imperial court, the Zhenwu Division had no power to judge cases and was only responsible for arrests and interrogations.

The Zhenwu Division presented the case to the Zongwu Division, which gave instructions and the Zhenwu Division acted according to the instructions. This is the decentralization of power.

If we look at it from the perspective of the past, the Zhenwu Division was the public, the Jianjian Division was the procuratorate, and the Ministry of Rites and Zongwu Division was the law.

But in fact, the Zhenwu Division is directly responsible to the emperor. It can obey the court or not, just in a moment's thought.

Before Chu Zhiyuan became the Deputy Director, Gao Lingfeng was in the Zongwu Division and had witnessed how the Zhenwu Division acted in a domineering manner.

When a case occurs, he almost ignores Zongwusi and handles it directly.

Even when the case was presented and the Zongwu Division gave instructions, the Zhenwu Division would half-hear and listen when they wanted to and not listen when they didn't want to.

After Chu Zhiyuan became the Deputy Director, Zhenwu Division began to follow the rules and submit major cases to Zongwu Division of the Ministry of Rites. Zongwu Division gave instructions and Zhenwu Division carried them out.

Even the Duke and Prince Zhuang were unable to make the Zhenwu Division abide by the rules, but the Crown Prince Chu Zhiyuan made the Zhenwu Division abide by the rules.

For Gao Lingfeng, Chu Zhiyuan is the best official.

What's more, this official doesn't like to monopolize power. He prefers to delegate power and fully trust his subordinates to do things.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "My signboard is useful, right?"

Gao Lingfeng smiled embarrassedly: "Thanks to the prince's reputation, it is indeed very useful to the Zhenwu Division."

This was also what confused him.

The Zhenwu Division didn't even want to save Prince Zhuang's face, so why would they save the face of a prince, and the prince of Prince Qing at that.

Everyone can see the situation of Prince Qing's Mansion, which is isolated and ignored. As a prince, he should not be so arrogant.

He didn't know that Chu Zhiyuan helped Zhenwu Division capture the master of Yuding Sect.

Some people knew about this matter, but they didn't know the huge role Chu Zhiyuan played in it. They just thought it was a coincidence and he made a contribution.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "It's good that it works. Lord Gao will have to take care of me in the future. I'm afraid I won't come here often."

It is not easy for the master to make progress. This time he has the help of the dragon fat incense. Without the dragon fat incense, he will have to practice hard on his own.

Asceticism requires time, and time is limited, so of course we should reserve time for self-cultivation rather than for the Ministry of Rites.

"Don't worry, sir." Gao Lingfeng said solemnly, "If I can avoid disturbing you, sir, I will never disturb you easily."

"Very good." Chu Zhiyuan nodded with satisfaction.

-

In the morning light, Chu Zhiyuan and Chu Qingfeng stood opposite each other in the Mingwu Palace training ground.

Chu Zhiyuan slowly pulled out the Qingying Sword, and the sword body gradually rose higher.

"Swish!" In a flash of lightning, Chu Zhiyuan and Qingying Sword had already pierced Chu Qingfeng's chest, almost piercing into his purple robe.

"Ding!" Chu Qingfeng flicked his finger and accurately hit the tip of his sword.

The tip of the Qingying sword swung up, Chu Zhiyuan dodged behind Chu Qingfeng and stabbed him in the back with another sword.

"Ding..." Chu Qingfeng spun around and hit the Qingying sword with a punch.

Chu Zhiyuan floated back, his body swaying like a lotus leaf on the water, removing the tremendous force from the sword, and stabbed again.

"Swish!" The sword finally pierced Chu Qingfeng's shoulder, but was blocked by the purple robe and the tip of the sword could not penetrate.

"Good swordsmanship." Chu Qingfeng fluttered his purple robe.

Chu Zhiyuan flew out again, rolling sideways in the air to dissipate the force.

Suddenly he sheathed the sword, stood upside down with his feet up and his head down, pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and descended from the sky, punching Chu Qingfeng with his left hand.

There was a faint golden light flashing in the fist.

Chu Qingfeng raised his left palm.

"Bang!" Chu Qingfeng took a step back, while Chu Zhiyuan flipped in the air and landed steadily.

A surge of heroic spirit suddenly surged in his chest, and he couldn't help but let out a whistle. The whistle sounded like a dragon's roar.

Chu Qingfeng looked at Chu Zhiyuan in surprise.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Uncle, can my sword and boxing skills beat Li Hongzhao's?"

"Is this sword technique of yours from Wen Tianya?"

"It seems to be the Sky-breaking Sword Art, right? That should be the name." Chu Zhiyuan said, "I stole it from Cheng Tianfeng."

"...You brat." Chu Qingfeng didn't know what to say to Chu Zhiyuan.

How could such a superb sword technique be learned by stealing? Even if it was learned by stealing, without oral instruction, one would not be able to grasp the essence of it.

But Chu Zhiyuan was able to learn it.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "I seem to be more powerful in boxing, the Great Dragon Fist."

Originally, he thought that his most powerful skill against a grandmaster would be his swordsmanship, because the Qingying Sword was mysterious and could calm his mind and prevent him from being affected by the grandmaster's aura when facing him.

The Great Dragon Fist should not pose a threat.

After all, it's just boxing, and it's not as ultimate as the Sky-Breaking Sword Technique.

But unexpectedly, the most powerful move was the Great Dragon Fist.

It was as if he was born with the Great Dragon Fist. He could master it once he learned it, and became proficient once he practiced it. It was incredibly powerful.

A boxing style tailor-made for you.

He vaguely guessed that it was because of the thought of the dragon.

The thought of the divine dragon, the divine dragon's form, and the great dragon fist, the three are in harmony with each other, resulting in the same boxing technique being more powerful when he performs it.

"This boxing technique is indeed unique." Chu Qingfeng thought for a moment and said, "If you want to fight against Li Hongzhao, and Li Hongzhao uses the Phoenix Sword Technique, then it would be more appropriate to use the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist."

This Great Tianlong Fist is very magical. The fist is powerful yet gentle. It is an exquisite combination of hardness and softness.

The power of the Great Sky Dragon Fist is the combination of several levels of power, just like several whirlpools intersecting together, and each whirlpool is different.

As soon as one gets rid of this force, one will be trapped in several other forces, making it impossible to completely get rid of these forces.

"Thank you, uncle."

"It's you again this time." Chu Qingfeng shook his head: "Just do your best, there's no need to take it too seriously. This time is different from the last time. Winning or losing can't change the hostility between us and Dameng."

Chu Zhiyuan asked, "The news of the defeat in the northern border hasn't spread yet, right?"

"There was a slight breeze, but it didn't cause any wind or rain outside."

"If we can win, it will help us get rid of our frustration."

"We still have to rely on the Northern Army."

"Yes."

As the two were talking, footsteps were heard outside, and Chu Mingxuan, Chu Zhiting and Chu Zhichuan strode in.

Seeing him there, the three of them immediately came over.

"Old Four, aren't you in seclusion?" Chu Mingxuan looked him up and down, and said with emotion: "Are you really going to compete with Li Hongzhao?"

"Yes."

"Can you win?"

"Uncle Eighteen, since Fourth Brother dares to agree, he must be confident." Chu Zhichuan said.

Chu Zhiting nodded vigorously: "Absolutely sure!"

Their trust in Chu Zhiyuan was unwavering. Chu Zhiyuan was always cautious and would not do anything without certainty.

"I can't say I will definitely win." Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Fortunately, this competition doesn't have such a heavy burden,... How about the Zhenwu Division?"

The two of them suddenly became excited.

He talked incessantly about his experiences in Zhenwu Division, which were thrilling and extremely enjoyable.

Chu Mingxuan had a bitter face and was really reluctant to leave Yujing.

But the choice has been made, and it is too late to regret now. I can only delay it for one day at a time and see the result of the competition between Chu Zhiyuan and Li Hongzhao before leaving.

Chu Zhiyuan asked: "How is the case of the murder of the Zhenyi Sect elder going?"

"Oh..." Chu Zhiting and Chu Zhichuan sighed.

There's nothing we can do about it.

As they were talking, Chu Zhiyao came again with a serious expression.

He came closer and lowered his voice: "Another defeat!... The Great Mongolian Cloud Cavalry is really unstoppable!"

He looked at Chu Zhiting: "Ninth brother, I'm afraid that Uncle Ten will leave the capital again."

(End of this chapter)