From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 395

After three rounds of wine, the full moon rose in the east.

Zhou Yuan, who was drunk, noticed that there seemed to be one person missing at the table.

He couldn't help asking, "Why is Chenxi not here? Isn't she coming to eat so late?"

Zhao Jianjia said, "Speaking of this, husband, you should go and see Chenxi. Since you yelled at her that day, this girl has been in her room, either practicing calligraphy and reading, or meditating and practicing, and never goes out."

"Sometimes when we send food to her room, she will forget to eat, and she will be hungry in the middle of the night and eat all the fruit snacks in the room. If this goes on for a long time, her body can't hold on. Her body is already in poor condition."

Zhou Yuan nodded and said, "I understand. I'll go see her later."

What kind of mentality is this? Perhaps it is a person who has been lonely in the dark for too long. After seeing the light, he eagerly sucks all the beauty of this world.

Whether it is literature or martial arts.

It was just a pot of wine. Zhou Yuan was not drunk, but his consciousness was not as calm and sharp as usual.

He came to the courtyard in the morning light and saw the bright candlelight.

He pushed open the door and saw the girl sitting in front of the desk, writing with great concentration. Beads of sweat gathered on her face. It was obvious that she had been writing for a long time.

She didn't realize that someone pushed the door and broke in, and she continued to write.

Zhou Yuan walked slowly behind her and looked at the pile of papers beside the desk, feeling a little distressed.

There was a special maid at home to take care of her and clean up every day. This pile of papers was just what she wrote today. What a huge workload.

Looking at her handwriting again, it was no longer as crooked and untidy as it was at the beginning.

Although her handwriting now is not as good as those of the literati who have practiced hard for many years, it is much better than ordinary people who can write.

There was no dragging of words between the strokes, but rather it was neat and smooth, and it was done in one go, with a great sense of style.

Zhou Yuan whispered: "Chenxi, have you eaten?"

"Woo woo..."

Chenxi screamed in shock, and almost dropped her pen. She turned around in shock and saw Zhou Yuan, then she calmed down and smiled softly.

Zhou Yuan took out a handkerchief, gently wiped her face, and said, "It's so late, it's time to eat."

Chenxi nodded, and then wrote on the paper: "I'll go eat after I finish writing this."

She thought for a while, and added: "Thank you, brother."

Zhou Yuan said: "You are also studying, you should know the principle that accumulation of soil makes a mountain, and wind and rain make a mountain. The road is taken step by step, and only after accumulation over time can there be qualitative changes."

"But to maintain long-term accumulation, you must first have a good physical and mental state. If you endure such hardships, your body will not be able to bear it."

Chenxi squinted and smiled, her face full of dependence.

She leaned back, nudged Zhou Yuan's chest with her head, and then wrote: "I'm not tired. I'm practicing the "Xiantian Creation Skill" taught by Master Xiaozhuang. Brother, I have internal strength."

"Ah?"

Zhou Yuan hurriedly said: "You have internal strength? Don't joke, show me."

Chenxi stretched out her white palm and held Zhou Yuan's hand, and the warm power was immediately transmitted into Zhou Yuan's palm.

Damn, it's really there!

I went to Baiyun Mountain and followed Su Youzi, the world's number one practitioner. I was urged every day, and it took me more than 40 days to feel the internal strength.

It's only been a few days since you came. When did Xiaozhuang come to teach the skills? It seems to be six days ago.

Six days to practice internal strength? Then your "Xiantian Creation Skill" can really work!

You must stay calm!

As a brother! How can you panic!

Zhou Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, Chenxi, you did a good job. When I was practicing in Baiyun Temple, I gained internal strength in two days. Master said that I was a genius that is rare in a century."

"You took six days, which is at least a genius that is rare in ten years."

Chenxi tilted his head, blinked, and then wrote, "I gained internal strength in the second hour of the day. Master Xiaozhuang was very surprised, so he passed the whole set of "Xiantian Creation Gong" to me."

What the hell? I wanted to show off, but I ended up cooperating with you to show off?

Zhou Yuan was dumbfounded and couldn't pretend anymore.

So he said in a deep voice, "Even if you are talented, you must pay attention to the combination of work and rest to last long."

"Your brother is very good at time management. You should learn from me."

"Now put away the paper and pen and go to the restaurant for dinner."

Chenxi nodded, quickly put away the paper and pen, and then looked at Zhou Yuan eagerly.

Zhou Yuan couldn't help but laugh. This girl is already able to move freely in a wheelchair, but every time she is alone, she wants me to push her.

So Zhou Yuan pushed her out the door. The yard was much cooler and the air was very fresh.Chenxi looked up at the moon, pointed at it, and made a humming sound.

Zhou Yuan smiled and nodded, saying, "Well, the full moon, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and then our family will enjoy the moon!"

Chenxi seemed very happy, and the smile on her lips never stopped.

Zhou Yuan accompanied her to eat, and then said goodbye to Jianjia and Ningyue, and went to the Golden Building alone.

Golden Building, a very vulgar name, but it has never been complained by the public.

There is a golden house in the book. This is a building built for the candidates. At least that's how the gimmick came from, and the boss made a lot of money because of it.

Almost all candidates go there, feast and drink, and call themselves romantic people.

And those dandy sons of the royal family also like to come here to drink and have fun. Of course, jealousy and fighting are inevitable in such places.

It is said that Song Wu was the little bully here at the beginning, and he beat up all the sons of the nobles, but the key is that no one dared to trouble him.

Zhou Yuan came here to beat someone up today.

Well, his purpose was very simple, just to beat someone up.

He would beat whoever had the highest status.

He wanted to see if the clan members would come to ask for an explanation or even seek revenge after he beat up a member of the royal family.

According to the personality of the royal family, if anyone dared to provoke them, they would want to skin and pull out the other person's tendons.

If Zhou Yuan beat someone up, and they were arrogant and came to seek revenge, then it would be normal.

But if they beat someone up and the clan members swallowed their anger, then it would be very suspicious.

So... would they swallow their anger? You'll know after you beat them up!

Zhou Yuan went upstairs directly. He was dressed luxuriously and generous, so naturally no one dared to stop him.

He went directly to the most luxurious hall on the top floor, where there were already twenty or thirty people sitting, all of whom were the top second-generation children of Dajin.

Of course, the woman they were hugging was also the most beautiful courtesan in Shenjing.

What they were talking about was not romantic affairs, but... border wars.

This was completely beyond Zhou Yuan's expectation, because the reputation of the younger generation of the royal family was not very good. Whenever they were mentioned, they were often related to fighting, jealousy, and oppression of the good. Why were they so serious today?

Zhou Yuan leaned against the balcony, found a corner and sat down, and watched quietly.

And these people talked about a lot of things, one sentence here and one sentence there, about war, about the relationship between the two countries, about the North Mongolia, about the East Tartar, and also about the Central Plains and the South.

Some people advocated peace, some advocated self-development, and some advocated just doing it.

For a while, each faction formed and argued fiercely.

Although their views were very naive, Zhou Yuan felt a little passionate when he heard it. Young people, that's how it should be. No matter what your views are, you must dare to express them and dare to think about those big and serious things.

He listened with relish, but he noticed that someone poked him from behind.

"Master Zhou, you are here too!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhou Yuan turned around and glared, "Master Wangwang? Why are you here?"

"You are so poor, you should be in Liuxiang three streets away!"

The smile on Wang Ang's face froze, and the joy of meeting an old friend disappeared for a moment.