After the death of the previous emperor, the Empress Dowager became arrogant

He withdrew his gaze, thought for a long time, and finally put the ice pack next to her pillow.

Seeing someone coming out of the room, a little palace maid stepped forward, bowed, and waited for orders.

There are not many servants in the side hall, but they are all selected by Eunuch Shun himself, so he can use them with confidence.

Yuan Yi looked back at the tightly closed palace door and said softly, "Don't go in and disturb me if there's nothing going on."

"Yes." The little palace maid retreated respectfully.

When he walked to the corridor, a half figure emerged from the roof. The man was hanging upside down, with a frown on his face, and called him: "Boss..."

Yuan Yi looked up, "How is your martial arts training going?"

The upside-down girl in black clenched her hands and half-spun down.

It made no sound, but brought down some dust, which choked her and made her squint her eyes.

"I've learned...I've learned it well." Mu Xiaoxiao stepped back guiltily.

She raised her finger and assured the man in front of her, “If I live, my master lives; if I die, my master still lives!

"If I say a word, I won't be named Mu!"

"What a mess." Yuan Yi frowned. This girl didn't seem to be very smart.

Was his decision a bit hasty?

"You don't need to go through fire and water, just do your job well."

Then he left her with a ruthless back.

Mu Xiaoxiao curled her lips and disappeared in a flash.

Yuan Yi walked out of the palace, mounted his horse and headed straight for the blacksmith shop outside the city.

The envelope contained a map showing the location of the blacksmith shop.

But when he arrived at the place, he realized that it was more like a private residence than a shop.

As soon as he got off the horse, a little boy opened the door and asked, "Is this the guest introduced by Master Yu?"

Yuan Yi nodded and handed over the envelope respectfully.

The boy didn't answer, but opened the door halfway for him and said, "Master is still busy, you have to wait a moment."

The two men entered the yard.

The yard is not big, but with only the master and his disciple living there, it does seem a bit deserted.

Blacksmith Xu was shirtless and holding a small hammer in his hand.

Seeing the young disciple lead the person in, he rolled up the clothes around his waist, wiped the sweat off his face, and said through the hot air: "You're here so soon, I thought I would have to wait until dark to see you."

He put the hammer down and went to the sink to wash his hands. "Bring it here, let me see it."

Yuan Yi handed the letter over carefully while observing the blacksmith Xu's expression.

Although we have found the right place, no one can guarantee that the person in front of us is Blacksmith Xu. It is always better to be cautious.

Blacksmith Xu returned the letter to him and said, "The things are correct, but you don't believe me, and I don't believe you either."

As he spoke, Blacksmith Xu picked up the rag at hand and threw it forward.

The water droplets hit Yuan Yi's eyes. He raised his hand to block them and grabbed the other end of the rag. The two of them were in a stalemate.

Blacksmith Xu looked relaxed, "Look, isn't this a revelation?"

Yuan Yi was suffocating, and did not dare to relax the strength in his hands at all. "I was just defending, and I did not take the initiative to attack."

Blacksmith Xu let go of the other end of the rag first, then suddenly relaxed his strength. Yuan Yi took a few steps back and barely managed to steady his body.

Before he could react, a gust of hot wind blew from the side.

Yuan Yi kicked away and twisted the rag with both hands, then wrapped it around the fiery red object.

When the two objects, one cold and one hot, came into contact, a loud noise was heard and smoke rose up.

Blacksmith Xu was extremely strong. He raised the red-hot hammer with one arm and pushed forward.

The few strands of hair on the cheek turned to ashes instantly when touched by the high temperature. Yuan Yi turned his head to avoid it, took a step forward, pushed his shoulders upward, and suddenly raised his hammer head.

The tail end of the hammer handle was still in the hand of blacksmith Xu. Yuan Yi took the opportunity to reach forward and use force to change the direction of the hammer.

Blacksmith Xu's hand lost strength and he loosened the hammer handle.

When I came to my senses again, the huge hammer that was bringing down high temperatures was already right in front of me, with hot air blowing in my face and water dripping from underneath.

Blacksmith Xu glanced at the steaming pool beside him and said, "I worked so hard to heat up the hammer, and you just extinguished it like that?"

Yuan Yi took back the hammer and said, "I was afraid that I might accidentally hurt you, so I resorted to this bad idea. I hope you can forgive me."

His attitude was sincere and he was claiming to be doing it for his own good, so blacksmith Xu couldn't find any reason to provoke him, so he could only hum a few times to express his dissatisfaction.

At this time, a loud laugh came from the room: "Hahaha, brother, why do you have to embarrass a young man?"

Yuan Yi was shocked. There was actually a master in this courtyard that he couldn't sense? !

He stepped back on one leg and stared at the door in the distance.

The door was opened, and a tall old man with half-white hair walked out.

His hair was tied back in a messy pile, his clothes were greasy, and he was holding half a chicken leg in his hand.

The old man looked at the excitement in the yard, leaned against the door and took a bite of a chicken leg, and said incoherently: "I didn't see it just now, and missed a good show in vain, what a pity.

Don't worry about me, just keep fighting."

Blacksmith Xu threw the hammer into the stove, stood aside with his hands behind his back, and said with his chin raised: "If you want to hit him, hit him. He is the one assigned to you. Why should I care?"

The old man walked up to Yuan Yi with a smile and asked, "Did you beat him just now?"

Yuan Yi did not dare to look down on the old senior in front of him, and hurriedly bowed and said, "It was Senior Xu who showed mercy."

"Win is win, lose is lose." The old man hit him with the chicken leg bone he had just eaten. "Don't be hypocritical with me."

Then he asked him, "Tell me why you came here."

Yuan Yi raised his head, met the old man's cloudy gaze, and said solemnly: "For one person."

"Female?" The old man laughed, "Don't you have your own ideas in it?"

Yuan Yi thought about it, softening his sharp brows, and he said slowly: "What she wishes for is peace in her family and country, and peace in the world.

I do the same, for her and for the world."

He knew that he was too sentimental compared to other men.

Rather than achieving great things, he wanted to stay with his sweetheart and live an ordinary life.

But he understood that Aqing had too many things on her mind, and her identity meant that she would never be able to stay out of it.

So he could only choose to stand behind her and be her strongest shield.

The old man stared at him intently, and after a long while he sighed, "You remind me of someone."

Yuan Yi looked over.

"If you become my disciple, he will be your senior brother." The old man chewed the bone he had just gnawed, threw it into the stove, rubbed his body with his fingers a few times, and said, "Do you know what reason he gave me in the first place?"

Without waiting for Yuan Yi to respond, the old man continued, “He said he wanted to repay a favor.

I didn’t believe it at first, so after I taught him, I kicked him out and severed our master-disciple relationship.”

The old man said nothing more.

He took a few steps back, and his slightly hunched body immediately straightened up and his steps became steady.

The smile on his face faded, leaving only the vicissitudes of time.

“The moves you just used were too fancy, they’re only good for ordinary situations.

Let me teach you today what real power is."