Seeing that Yang Luchan and Da Yintai were in Jianting, both of them were wearing guard clothes. Da Yintai was wearing a yellow jacket rewarded by Liu Ji. I don’t know if it was because of the reason for the upgrade, but his bearded face also looked very energetic..com Yang Luchan was in a blue guard uniform, perhaps because of practicing Tai Chi. She was nearly thirty years old and looked like she had to be in her early twenties. Her eyes were bright and she looked very energetic.

As soon as Da Yintai arrived in front of Liu Ji, he immediately knelt down and said, "I have paid homage to the Lord. The slave who was ordered by the Lord has brought it."

Yang Luchan did not kneel down immediately. He hesitated for a moment and saw Da Yintai kneeling down before he followed. Liu Ji actually didn't agree with this trick. He stepped forward and pulled Yang Luchan who was about to kneel down, and helped Da Yintai up and said, "You both should not kneel. Both of you are my left and right arms, so there is no need to be too restricted." After that, Liu Ji looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "I invite Lu Chan to ask you about Tai Chi today. In addition, I will also teach you how to shoot with Da Yintai."

When Da Yintai heard Liu Ji's words, he fired a musket to Yang Luchan. Liu Ji smiled and waved his hand and said, "If you don't hurry to play this, Luchan teaches me how to practice Tai Chi first."

Yang Luchan didn't dare to be modest, and immediately started to perform while talking and practicing.

Liu Ji was ready for a long time and wore a lightweight dress made of silk and practiced behind Yang Luchan. At that moment, one of them gestured and the other practiced.

After practicing a routine, Liu Ji found that he started to get started very quickly. He obviously felt a stream of air in his dantian wandering with his thoughts and movements. Although he was slowly wiping, the qi and sleeves that were brought with him were automatically blown without wind. After listening carefully, you could also hear the sound of wind brought by the fist.

Liu Ji's performance shocked Yang Luchan. He opened his eyes wide and murmured: "Wizard, Wizard!"

Surprised that Yang Luchan leaned his arm towards Liu Ji. Yang Luchan just touched Liu Ji's arm, and a strong airflow hit Yang Luchan's hand like an electric shock. Yang Luchan's arm numbed his body and took a few steps back.

Suddenly remembering that Liu Ji's identity was the emperor, he quickly knelt on the ground and said he was guilty.

Liu Ji naturally would not blame him. He now secretly wondered how he had a sound of skill. When he thought about it, Liu Ji could only doubt whether it was related to being hit by lightning. But whoever explained this clearly, Liu Ji simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, this was also a good thing.

Liu Ji saw that he had almost done his own practice and taught two people to shoot in the spacious dam of Jianting Pavilion. Da Yintai and Yang Luchan were both very curious about the muskets and were very convinced by Liu Ji's accurate head of using muskets. One of them taught each other seriously, and the two of them worked hard. Da Yintai and Yang Luchan were martial artists, so they quickly got started with muskets. They only need to practice daily. Sooner or later, they must be a sharpshooter.

The three of them practiced here until the hour of Mao. Liu Ji felt very hungry in his stomach, so he asked Eunuch Cao to send breakfast from the imperial kitchen.

In a short while, the dishes were served on the table. Liu Ji pulled Da Yintai and Yang Luchan down in the arrow pavilion. At first, they refused to do so. Liu Ji couldn't help but frighten her with a calm face and both sat on the table respectfully.

Liu Ji had the idea of ​​having a heart-to-heart talk with the two. While chatting with them in a vast sky, he also held vegetables for them. At that time, when did people have ever seen such an approachable monarch? He was grateful to them, and only one thought in his heart: "A soldier died for his confidant." While eating and chatting, Liu Ji told the two of them about the principle of the flintlock rifle and how to improve it, and also said some military allusions. After a few words, Liu Ji's insight made the two admire him even more.

Eunuch Cao saw that the time was approaching, and he stepped forward to Liu Ji and bowed and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to go to court now."

Liu Ji nodded and stood up to change his clothes in the Ganqing Palace Yangxin Palace.

From the Hall of Yangxin, the morning light appeared in the sky dyeing the sky in the east red, and the magnificent colors drove the night away from the earth. The old and magnificent body of the Forbidden City gradually emerged from the darkness, and the spectacular royal palace woke up under the rising sun in the east.

Liu Ji didn't say a word along the way. Eunuch Cao, beside him, followed Liu Ji carefully, and only Liu Ji's shaking footsteps were heard on the way.

Liu Ji's mood was ups and downs at this time, and an accident turned himself from an ordinary person to a centralized emperor, and he was the emperor at the most critical moment in China. These days, Liu Ji has been thinking about how to use the rights in his hands to change the unfavorable situation in China.

All kinds of thoughts were like a mess in Liu Ji's mind, with all kinds of twists and turns. Liu Ji decided to implement three things in court today: First, cancel the ban on the sea, open trade ports to foreigners, and second, open outside the pass, encourage people to survive outside the pass, and third, send a large number of international students abroad.

While thinking, Liu Ji entered the Ganqing Palace alone with firm steps.

As soon as he entered the palace of the Ganqing Palace, Liu Ji suspected that he had entered the palace of the beggar kingdom. He saw the Manchu and Chinese civil and military officials lined up in the hall, from Bo Lin, the Grand Secretary of the Tiren Pavilion in the left head, Cao Zhenyong, the Grand Secretary of the Wuying Palace, to the Minister of Rites Wang Tingzhen, the Minister of the Lifan Academy, the Minister of Personnel Wenfu, the Minister of War Yulin, the Minister of Works Muke Deng'er, the Minister of Revenue Yinghe, the Minister of Justice Na Qing'an, the Minister of Justice Mu Zhang'a and others, none of them were wearing intact official uniforms, and each official uniform was patched.

Liu Jie didn't pay attention to the day in Rehe Palace. When he saw him today, he realized that Emperor Daoguang was so frugal and honest. The most exaggerated ones were Cao Zhenyong and Mu Zhanga. The patches on both of them could probably become the elders of the Beggars' Sect.

Liu Ji had a funny feeling, which made him feel that the image project of the Chinese people has been passed down from ancient times to the present.

However, Liu Ji felt more about the shock brought to him by the emperor's authority. Sitting on the tall golden-lacquered dragon throne, looking down at the ministers below through the lingering fragrance, the voice of shouting long live over the Ganqing Palace, making Liu Ji's heart inexplicably filled with an inexplicable emotion. This is probably the so-called feeling of controlling everything. Since Yongzheng in the Qing Dynasty, it was another peak of China's centralization. The emperor's authority is absolutely true in this era. Once you ascend to this throne, the entire empire is circling around you, the day you step down is the day you die. Liu Ji was thinking about all this quickly in his mind, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, just like a poor man suddenly got the wish of a fairy. Liu Ji longed for the authority he suddenly received. He longed to transform a nation and a great country with this supreme imperial power.
Chapter completed!