After the Destiny Child was reborn

"His Royal Highness Rong, wake up, His Highness is one behind in today's martial arts competition, the saint asked his servants to invite you over." A little girl's anxious voice came from beside her ear.

Liang Jingzhan, who was lying on the soft couch, frowned.

There is a military test every month in this dynasty, which is used to check the prince's martial arts, but what is the test if he is dead?

A low voice overflowed from his throat, with lazy interest: "Compared to what, tell father, the king is dead, so I won't go!"

The little maid was startled, took a step back and sat on the ground, then jumped on it again, knelt by the couch and cried, "Your Highness, what nonsense are you talking about!"

If I'm not dead, why are you crying?

Liang Jingzhan's eyelids moved, revealing a pair of clear eyes.

Looking at those slightly curved eyes, the little maid's face suddenly turned red.

She just lowered her head and didn't dare to look any more, she repeated the previous words again, but the words came out without words: "Your Highness, the martial field..."

The little palace lady lowered her head to the ground, and she couldn't help but look at King Rong again when she was speaking just now.

King Rong's clothes were loose and loose, half of his shoulders were exposed from the snow-white coat, it was so conspicuous that it was difficult to look away.

King Rong's eyes were still hazy from when he just woke up, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and he always felt that...

It seems to be seducing someone.

Of course Liang Jingzhan didn't know what she was thinking.

He reached out and touched his chest, where a heart was still beating violently, beating again and again, like drums.

not dead.

Liang Jingzhan rolled around like a carp and sat up.

He is really alive.

Could it be that Liang Tian was really moved by his words, so he decided not to kill him?

Only then did he look at the little maid: "Did you just say a saint?"

After Liang Tian killed his father and succeeded in rebelling against him, he should have succeeded his father and become the new saint if nothing else happened.

But what he was talking about just now was his father, and he didn't see much reaction from the little girl.

The little maid stammered: "Yes... a saint."

Liang Jingzhan asked her tentatively, "Father wants me to go to the martial arts field?"

Seeing that he finally got to the point, the little palace lady nodded as if wiping her snot and smashing garlic: "Yes, all your highnesses are here, and I'm just waiting for you."

The little maid secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she thought that Prince Rong was afraid of being beaten, so she didn't want to go to the martial arts arena.

After all, King Rong's martial arts... can be regarded as the bottom among all His Highnesses, even in the capital.

If you go to the martial arts field, you will only be beaten.

Father.

Liang Jingzhan put his hand on his forehead, the more he thought about it, the more his head hurt.

His father must have died under Liang Tian's sword. Did he come back to life like him?

His body didn't feel pain at all, but when Liang Tian's sword came over, he still felt the pain of his soul slowly pulling away from his body. It's dead.

So, what exactly happened?

The little maid looked up and saw his movements, and complained in her heart.

Sure enough, King Rong still didn't want to go to the martial arts competition.

"Your Highness, the sage said that even if his head fell off this time, he had to go. Your previous trick of pretending to have a headache is no longer effective."

Liang Jingzhan put down his hand covering his head, and got down from the couch: "...When did I say that I don't want to go?"

A pair of bony hands took the clothes off the wooden shelf and put them on.

The little maid hurriedly came to his side and helped him straighten his clothes, wishing she could drag him to the martial field first, and then go to get dressed.

Liang Jingzhan suddenly stopped dressing.

The little maid raised her head and said pitifully: "Your Highness won't change his mind again, will he? Playing stupid and pretending to be stupefied won't work on the Saint's side either."

Liang Jingzhan: "..." I just suddenly wanted to take a bath.

Thinking this way, he did indeed walk to the tub.

"Your Highness?" The little maid followed him all the way and was right behind him at this moment.

Liang Jingzhan untied the jade belt, turned his head, and bent his lips into a smile: "Do you want to take a bath with me?"

The little maid was stunned for a moment, blushed, and shook her head violently, but her feet did not move for a long time.

"If you want to see it, I won't stop you." Liang Jingzhan threw the jade belt aside, and opened his skirt with his back to her.

After hearing the footsteps of the little maid leaving, Liang Jingzhan took off his outer shirt and got into the bathtub.

The body was soaked in the warm water, and the handsome face was engulfed in the steaming water vapor.

It took a long time before he realized that the only word that could be used to explain the current situation was two words - rebirth.

The things I saw in the story books in the past really happened to him.

Unbelievable.

It's just too unfair to go to the martial arts field as soon as you wake up.

However, this is a good opportunity for him.

After taking a bath, Liang Jingzhan put on a solid outfit and walked out.

Outside the hall, the little maid is still waiting.

Liang Jingzhan looked at her anxiously waiting figure, and comforted her: "Don't worry, I'm still here, and I haven't escaped. Let's go to the martial arts field."

The little palace maid rubbed her eyes, seeing Prince Rong's calm expression, she really couldn't believe it.

She followed behind Liang Jingzhan, looking at his back, it seemed that even King Rong's footsteps were steady and powerful.

----

The sun was glaring, it was afternoon.

Liang Jingzhan stood on the school grounds, looking around, there were people everywhere.

The father and a group of concubines were sitting on the high platform talking.

Liang Jingzhan glanced at it lightly, found a corner and sat down.

Just now he said something insincere to the little maid, and he also understood the general situation.

This year, it was his situation.

It was still a year of being bullied.

But it doesn't matter, it's pretty good to be able to pick up a life.

But he's had enough of being bullied.

"Third brother is here, we thought you were too scared to come." A high-pitched voice joked.

Liang Jingzhan had a pair of black boots in front of his eyes, and he knew who it was just by hearing the voice.

It's nothing more than his good sixth brother.

Another voice also echoed: "Is there even a question? Every time King Rong is beaten to the ground, isn't he afraid?"

Liang Jingzhan closed his eyes and didn't look at them.

The sixth brother obviously couldn't come down to the stage, and said again: "Third brother, you should know that as long as we both agree, we don't need to draw lots."

The competition is to draw lots to determine who the opponent is, but if one person wants to find another person to compete, as long as both parties agree, they can go directly to the field.

Liang Jingzhan opened his eyes.

At this moment, there are already many people lining up in the south corner waiting for the lottery.

"That's right, it's your good fortune that you met His Highness the Sixth Prince. If you want to draw your opponent, if you draw someone with a skill as strong as King Li, it will be bad."

The other man was slightly fat, bent over beside him, trying his best to persuade him.

"You said that the martial arts of the sixth brother is not as good as that of the fifth brother?" Liang Jingzhan asked him with squinted eyes, his slender fingers curled up, and tapped his chin lightly, "Did I hear it wrong, or did I misunderstand?"

The man lost that sense of complacency, and just stammered: "I... Sixth brother, no..."

The sixth brother couldn't bear it either, his face turned red and then pale, pointed at him and said, "Just say you want to?"

Liang Jingzhan looked around at the people brought by the sixth younger brother, he bent his lips, and in the blink of an eye, his already outstanding face made a pitiful look, "If I don't want to, you will take them to besiege me No?"

This trick of pretending to be wronged was tried a hundred times on him, the sixth brother raised his head and nostrils to the sky, as expected, he didn't even want to look at him, "It depends on whether you know people, third brother."

Liang Jingzhan smiled secretly, and still did not forget to praise: "Sixth brother, you are already strong in martial arts. Why do you need such a mediocre person like me? If you look for fifth brother, it will better reflect your prestige, sixth brother, right?"

The other person thought for a moment, "Hey, what he said seems to make sense."

"Smart!" Liang Jingzhan continued to add fuel to the flames, "Everyone can beat me, but what's the point of beating me, and no one praises you for being amazing, right?"

The sixth brother was still thinking about it, but when he heard what he said, he nodded suddenly, and circled around Liang Jingzhan, "Yes, you see it very clearly!" The sixth brother put his hand on his shoulder, "Then you say, If I compete with him, who will win?"

This fool really fell for it.

Every time these two people would come to him for a competition, they would be proud of beating him, Liang Jingzhan never wanted to see the frivolous faces of the two of them again.

Instead of this, it is better to let others teach them.

Liang Jingzhan closed his eyes and blew wildly: "Sixth Brother, you have great courage, and your swordsmanship is so perfect. If you want to ask who will win, you don't need to think about it. Of course, it will be you, Sixth Brother."

The sixth brother was quite satisfied when he heard that, "Hmph, you are kind of winking." He waved to the person who brought him, "Let's go and find Fifth Brother."

After watching a group of people leave, Liang Jingzhan breathed a sigh of relief, turned his wrist, and planned to continue to rest.

"Does His Royal Highness have a chosen opponent?" A voice came.

Liang Jingzhan supported his forehead, shielded the scorching sun with one hand, and glanced sideways at the person who came: "No, why?" Liang Jingzhan realized that he didn't seem to have seen this person very much, and he should be another person who "came here for fame".

"Then...His Royal Highness, would you like to join me..." The man's eyes lit up when he heard that he had no opponent.

Before he finished speaking, the others rushed up to him like hungry wolves and asked, "Will His Highness King Rong wish to fight with me?"

"His Royal Highness, I want to win!"

"His Royal Highness, I want to be promoted!"

This group of people surrounded him tightly, and each one's eyes seemed to be looking at gold.

If you can win a few martial arts tests, you will be promoted, and those who perform outstandingly will also be rewarded by saints.

Liang Jingzhan stood up and faced them: "Stand up, let me close my eyes and choose one at random."

These people didn't dare to ask why when they heard what he said, and they all stood upright, waiting for Liang Jingzhan to choose.

Liang Jingzhan walked around behind them with his eyes closed, and raised his hand to squeeze everyone's shoulder bones.

A few people yelled a few times, "His Royal Highness, be gentle, it hurts."

In this situation, Liang Jingzhan is also very helpless.

He has a special physique, and the master in the palace taught him martial arts, but he was out of breath as soon as he learned it.

At that time, the master only regarded it as an excuse for him to be lazy, and he never stopped whipping him.

Until his mother knew about this, she went to tell the master that he no longer needed to teach him martial arts.

Liang Jingzhan thought that A Niang was angry, but A Niang patted his head and told him that he was the body of the most yang that was rare in a hundred years, and the ancient exercises of the Xiaoyao School were just right for him.

At that time, A Niang told him mysteriously with the kung fu method, "At that time, the four masters of the world practiced this kung fu method and walked the world for decades, so that the reputation is still not lost at this time. When you practice this With the exercises, you will be invincible in the world."

"Then why hasn't Aniang made a name for herself so far?"

A Niang said, "Non-ordinary people can't learn it. Your physique is just right for you. These four unique skills are just like you. It's just that after learning this unique mental method, you need to pay a little price."

"The first master became blind after learning it, the second master became deaf after learning it, the third master couldn't speak, and the fourth master was lucky, but five fingers were broken."

Liang Jingzhan: "...Then will I die?"

A Niang solemnly handed over her thoughts to him: "No matter what happens, I will recognize you as my son."

Liang Jingzhan: "..."

After practicing that mental method, he no longer felt any pain.

He practiced half of the free and easy exercises that A Niang gave, so he should be able to beat them.

But if you want to show your strength, it will inevitably attract suspicion, and then A Niang's identity will not be able to hide.

Now that he has the opportunity to choose an opponent, he must choose the one with the worst foundation, who won't last long.

It is too difficult to have the strength but not be able to use it.

"It's just you." Liang Jingzhan opened his eyes and embraced a person, "Everyone else should leave."

Those who were selected jumped up excitedly, "His Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness, your great kindness will always be remembered in my heart."

Liang Jingzhan just smiled and said nothing.

I never said I wanted you to win.

If he keeps losing, where will this man lose his face?