Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

"It's incredible!"

Jiang Qingyu only felt that she was in a world of ice and fire.

The pain piercing through the meridians made him feel hot and exhausted, and he almost couldn't help screaming, but the nourishment of the pure spiritual power made him feel cold and comfortable, and he almost couldn't help moaning.

But in order to avoid being discovered, he could only endure everything, while gritting his teeth, while holding the quilt tightly with both hands, not daring to make a sound.

The next moment, when he realized that the astral power was unsustainable, he stretched out his hand and shattered the second star on his palm, starting the second practice.

Tonight has been extraordinarily long.

……

At noon the next day.

It's time for the sun to rise again.

After a whole night of torment, Jiang Qingyu finally finished the first practice of "Yu's Sword Classic".

All night last night, he used up the 120 four star points on his right palm and penetrated three of the twelve orthodox channels of the human body.

According to this progress, in another six or seven days, he will be able to get through all the twelve classics and eight extraordinary scriptures, and become a martial arts genius with all meridians.

As for martial arts cultivation...

Let's just say that it has entered the acquired first rank.

"Ah."

Jiang Qingyu laughed at herself.

He originally thought that he could quickly enter the tenth rank of the day after tomorrow.

But the reality told him that practice cannot be accomplished overnight.

Although the pure spiritual power transformed by the sword qi had no preference and strengthened his entire physical body, the same spiritual power consumed in different parts of the physical body had different effects.

For example, now, after only one night of practice, Jiang Qingyu can clearly feel that her skin is more than a little stronger than before, but her bones and internal organs have not noticed any changes for the time being.

Obviously, the skin and flesh of the human body are easier to practice than the bones and viscera.

This made Jiang Qingyu have to sigh:

"One grade of copper skin, two to five grades temper the limbs, six to ten grades temper the five internal organs, from easy to difficult, from simple to complex."

"The practice route of the tenth post-acquired grade summed up by the predecessors does have some truth."

Since yesterday's robe was already soaked in sweat from prostration, Jiang Qingyu first changed into a brand new white robe today, and then opened the door and walked out of the little girl's room.

As soon as Shi Shi went out, he saw a little girl who was dozing at the door, with a stack of blue books under her buttocks, and a box of delicious meat buns in her arms.

It was Xiao Man who hadn't returned all night.

"..."

For this little girl who has only been here for less than two months, Jiang Qingyu admitted that she has a little preference.

The eldest maid, Lichun, has always had other plans for herself, which makes it difficult for him to like her.

The little girl Xiaoman looks harmless to humans and animals, innocent and innocent, and she will blush after being teased a few times, which makes him always like it.

Even after discovering that the little girl was Huamanlou's killer yesterday, he never thought of changing his attitude towards her.

"What kind of deal did Hua Manlou make with his father?"

"You come to Ziyan Courtyard as a girl to protect me, which side are you guarding against? The capital, Yongzhou, or Jiangnan?"

"How high is your status in Huamanlou? What's your real name? Is the Xiaoman chosen by me nice?"

"Also, did you go to assassinate Gurgen last night to vent your anger on me?"

Jiang Qingyu scratched the little girl's pretty nose, but she didn't open her mouth to express the doubt in her heart.

He just gently picked up the little girl by the waist, and carried her back to the bed in the room, so that she could have a good sleep in the quilt.

However, just as he turned to leave, the little girl woke up.

"Son."

"Ok?"

"Meat buns."

The little girl pouted, and raised the meat bun in her arms high:

"I went to the north of the city to buy it for you in the morning. It's a bit cold. You can ask Sister Lichun to warm it up before eating."

"it is good."

Jiang Qingyu took a box of buns from the little girl's hand.

"Son."

"Ok?"

"Book."

The little girl pointed at the door with some embarrassment:

"Help me get the book at the door. I bought it with a month's salary. It's so precious!"

"it is good."

Jiang Qingyu walked to the door, bent down and picked up a few blue books from the ground, and after dusting them off, she went back to the bed and placed the books beside the little girl.

Looking at the little girl's slightly haggard face, he ordered in a domineering tone:

"Xiao Man, you don't need to keep watch tonight."

When Xiaoman heard this, he immediately pulled the quilt, and buried his blushing face in the quilt.

At the same time, a firm voice came from under the quilt:

"No, son."

"You'd better wait another two years!"

Chapter 21 Nine-turn golden pill can save my father's life

After settling down the little girl, Jiang Qingyu walked out of the courtyard nibbling on the meat buns, and happened to bump into Lichun, the big girl who was in a hurry.

Lichun brings bad news:

"My lord, I heard that the prince's condition suddenly worsened when he took the medicine this morning. He coughed up a lot of blood, and he changed three mattresses!"

"Butler Xu was so angry that he ordered a thorough investigation of the maidservants in the palace. Later, it was found out that the mother Zhang who cooked the medicine for the prince secretly tampered with the medicine!"

"Then just now, I saw Mother Zhang with my own eyes, she... was sunk in the lake!"

Jiang Qingyu could see the unconcealable panic in Lichun's eyes.

It doesn't seem to be fake.

After all, this girl came to Ziyan Courtyard for another reason, if unfortunately someone caught some reason, she might end up with Zhang Nanny.

"How is the father's condition?"

Jiang Qingyu first asked about King Rejecting the North.

Lichun bowed his head and answered:

"Butler Xu has asked Dr. Song to have a look. I heard that there is nothing serious about it. It can be cured after taking the medicine for half a month."

Jiang Qingyu nodded.

He hadn't seen the old man for a long time.

Everyone knows that Jiang Qiushui, the King of Rejecting the North, has spent decades among the dead. When he was young, he would take the lead in every battle. As a result, he was wounded in more than a hundred places and left behind many hidden diseases. So I can only lie on the couch to recuperate, and rarely go out.

For more than ten years, Dr. Song has been taking care of his illness.

Physician Song is a top-ranked doctor in Chu State, and also a life-and-death friend of King Jubei. Under his care, King Jubei's condition has been stable, and nothing has gone wrong for more than ten years.

In addition, the royal family of the Chu State also knew the importance of rejecting the North King to the stability of the three northern states, so every year they would send someone to send a "one furnace a year, and one furnace has only twelve grains" nine Turn to Jindan, help him suppress the disease and prolong his life.

Most of the officials in the imperial court were also very concerned about the illness of the King of the North, and would often write letters of greetings.

Even the Jiang family in Yongzhou, which Jiang Qingyu has always disliked, will send a rare medicine every year.

However, there are many people in the court of Chu State who covet the three northern states, and there are countless people in the world who want to refuse the sudden death of the Northern King.

But among them...

There are very few who are qualified to reach out to the palace.

"Nurse Zhang is an old man in the palace. She has been in charge of brewing the medicine for the king for more than ten years, and there has been no problem."

"I remember that she is the widow of an old soldier. She has a son who enlisted in the army at the age of 13. Last year, she killed three Diren cavalrymen and was promoted to captain. Madam Zhang happily bought a pig and invited everyone in the palace Had a meatloaf."

"How could she tamper with father's medicine?"

"Even if she dies, she still has to think about her son?"

Jiang Qingyu always felt that this matter was not that simple.

He looked at Lichun, frowned and asked:

"Has the person behind the scenes been caught?"

"..."

However, Lichun was a little stunned.

Why does today's son feel so strange?

Not only is she very clear about Nanny Zhang's background, but also her son's military service, but the young master has been sleeping in the room for more than ten years, how did he know all this?

Am I paranoid?

Li Chun concealed the surprise in his heart, and replied:

"Butler Xu didn't say who instigated it."

"But I think it should be found out, otherwise Steward Xu wouldn't have sunk Nanny Zhang into the lake in front of so many people."

Jiang Qingyu disagreed with this guess.

With the character of the King of Rejecting the North, if he found out who was behind Nanny Zhang, he would get up from the sickbed regardless of everything, put on his armor and mount his horse, summon the army, and go to the enemy's lair to reason with spears and swords.

Now that the troops are standing still, either the identity of the enemy does not even dare to provoke the King of the North, or this matter is completely self-directed and self-acted!

As for not catching that person...

How can it be?

Sinking Nanny Zhang into the lake without finding out who was behind the scenes, even the koi raised in the lake in the Ziyan Court would not be able to do such a thing!

Jiang Qingyu felt that it was necessary to investigate this matter, so she told Lichun:

"Sister Lichun, you stay in the yard, I'll go to Uncle Jiang Shan for information."

……

Bookstore.

Jiang Shan was not surprised by Jiang Qingyu's visit.

"The younger brother is here to ask about the prince's condition?"

Jiang Qingyu nodded:

"I haven't seen my father for several months. Yesterday he led people out of the city on horseback and hosted a banquet for the second brother and the Qingjian camp. I thought his condition had improved, but today something happened about Madam Zhang. It made me very uneasy again.”

"Brother, did you go to see your father today?"

Jiang Shan's expression was ugly, as if he saw his comrades lying on the ground while cleaning the corpses on the battlefield:

After a long silence, he opened his mouth and said:

"Junior brother, if you are free, why don't you go see the prince in person."

"My lord, he, he..."

"He is terminally ill and has few months left to live!"