On the way back to the house, I was holding a corner of the curtain and watching Xiao Yu'er put his hands in her sleeves, walking quickly with the carriage in my princess's house.

I didn't see anything wrong with her all day, and I was doing everything properly, which made me feel a little relieved.

Actually, she doesn't need to follow her to enter the palace today, but I have the intention to let her show her face in front of my uncle.

After a few days, Yunhui took her back and took her as a concubine.

If at that time, if Xiao Yu'er's identity really caused some trouble, my uncle could also testify that Xiao Yu'er was indeed the maid next to me.

Another idea that brought her out today was to let her experience it so that she would not do anything shameful to be by Yun Hui's side in the future, so as to attract laughter.

I asked her to go on the carriage with me, but Xiao Yu'er lowered her body and said that she would not dare to ride with me, so she would be fine if she was here.

Such politeness has made me feel a little more favorable to her.

In front of the princess's mansion, when I got off the carriage, I met Fusheng who was about to leave the mansion.

He was dressed in a simple silver-gray outfit, and a long sword on his waist. He nodded and bowed when he saw me.

Seeing him dressed like this, I asked casually, "You are holding a sword, where are you going?"

Fusheng said lightly, "Go to Sun's mansion and compete with Lord Sun in the sword."

I smiled after hearing this, "Work swords with Lord Sun?"

Fusheng nodded and replied, "Yes."

I know Fu Sheng’s good kung fu, but although Sun Mingyang is a general, it is normal for him to know some kung fu. However, on the battlefield, he is determined to kill and fight, but he is very different from Fu Sheng’s usual martial arts methods.

I don’t know what the skills of the two of them have compared.

But I didn't stop him, but just smiled and said to Fusheng, "Be careful, don't be hurt by Lord Sun."

I said something jokingly, but Fusheng nodded solemnly, "I will be careful."

Then, as if in the time was rushing, he bowed and left the mansion.

I looked at Fusheng's back as he rode away on a horse and asked Ling Xiudao standing beside him, "Do you know who is better at Kung Fusheng?"

Ling Xiu thought for a moment, and then replied with some difficulty in determining, "It should be a perfect match. After all, Lord Sun was a military general and had been leading troops for many years, so he should be better. However, as far as his subordinates know, in this Kyoto, only Mr. Helian, who is the only one of his peers, can compare with Fu's affairs."

When I heard that Ling Xiu mentioned Helian Si in his words, I remembered that I hadn't seen him for a long time.

He had been guarding his father in the border two years ago, and now he has been several years now, but he has never heard from his uncle that he would call him back to Kyoto.

Heliansi is a loyal man, and has good skills. He has no war at present. He has been sent to stay at the border all year round, but he is a little useless.

But there is no way to do it, because when we became my grandfather and Emperor Shengde, we gradually valued culture over military affairs.

Moreover, after my uncle ascended the throne, because my uncle was good at writing, the country's literary spirit was even stronger, while there were fewer and fewer capable military generals.

Everyone only knows that they can learn from literature and get fame, be an official and a people, and be able to bring honor to their ancestors.

However, those who practice martial arts can only do some low-key business and live a life of blood licking from the edge of a knife with one effort.

Therefore, fewer and fewer people practice martial arts.

The military generals in the court were getting worse every year, and the veterans were old, and there was no one in the new generals.
Chapter completed!