[Gained Talent: Martial Arts Comprehension - Visualization and Formation.]
[By reviewing martial arts techniques, one can dissect the structure of the moves, the trajectory of force, the flow of qi and blood, and the vulnerable joints.]
[When first learning martial arts, one can avoid ninety percent of the common pitfalls and quickly reach a usable level.]
[This talent does not increase Qi and Blood; the body's limits should not be ignored.]
Gu Moran stared at the panel, her fingertips pressing against the corner of the old book.
That's brilliant!
The moment the manual was introduced, the system delivered the talent to my hands.
Seeing that he didn't move, Lin Qingdai's expression worsened.
" Gu Moran, listen carefully."
"This book, * The Wind-Breaking Hand *, was given to me by my father."
"Now that I'm married into the Prince Yi's Residence, I can give my things to whomever I want."
"If you don't learn, you're looking down on me."
Gu Moran looked up, his gaze falling on the bloodstain on the side of her neck, and swallowed back the joke he was about to say.
"How can I feel at ease about what my beloved concubine gained by risking her life?"
Lin Qingdai pushed the old booklet in front of him.
"Then you should practice until you learn."
"If I can't master it, all my blood will have been shed in vain."
Outside the door, Uncle Fu paused, still holding the teacup.
Shen Ling'er, holding the medicine box, leaned half her body inside.
"Are you done arguing?"
Su Yao followed behind, her voice still hoarse.
"Apply the medicine first."
Lin Qingdai's face darkened.
"This little injury is nothing."
Shen Ling'er opened the medicine box and took out a medicine bottle.
If you call it a minor injury again, I'll sprinkle Coptis chinensis powder on it.
Lin Qingdai looked at her.
"You dare."
Shen Ling'er uncorked the bottle.
I really dare.
Su Yao pushed the chair behind Lin Qingdai.
"Sit."
Lin Qingdai glanced at them, then at Gu Moran, and finally sat down.
The warm wine touched her wound, Lin Qingdai's shoulders tensed, but she remained silent.
Shen Ling'er saw the angle of the wound clearly and softened her movements.
Who painted it?
Lin Qingdai said, "Myself."
The room fell silent for a moment.
Shen Ling'er pressed the powder onto the surface.
" Sister Lin is really ruthless; she won't even spare herself when she gets angry."
Lin Qingdai snorted coldly.
"You're finding out today?"
Shen Ling'er pressed the powder onto the surface, but her movements were a little gentler than before.
"If it's even half an inch off, I can prepare a coffin for you right away."
Lin Qingdai pouted. "It won't be biased."
She looked at Gu Moran.
"My father said that the ' Wind-Breaking Hand ' is not a unique skill of the Lin Clan. Others outside have also practiced it. If investigated, it would only be considered a folk martial art and wouldn't be related to the Grand Commandant's Residence."
Uncle Fu whispered, " Grand Commandant Lin has left a way out for both sides."
Lin Qingdai continued, "He also told me to tell you not to be greedy for credit within three days."
Gu Moran opened the old book.
The strokes are thick and hard, and the ink is applied very heavily.
The moment the words entered my eyes, a diagram of the exercise appeared in my mind: how the elbow should sink, how the wrist should rotate, and where the qi and blood should stop—all of these were broken down and laid out.
He closed the old book.
"I've got it."
Lin Qingdai stared at him.
"It's not about remembering, it's about doing."
Gu Moran nodded.
Okay, I'll do it.
Shen Ling'er wrapped the medicine bandage around her neck and patted her shoulder.
Does it hurt?
"It doesn't hurt."
"That's a lie."
"It's none of your business."
Shen Ling'er put away her medicine box.
"I don't care what you say, our husband will feel sorry for you."
Lin Qingdai's ears burned, and her tone hardened.
"Shut up."
Just as Gu Moran was about to reply, Lin Qingdai looked up again.
"There's one more thing."
Everyone in the room looked at her.
She lowered her voice.
"My father said that His Majesty already knows about your opening of a martial arts school, and he deliberately leaked the news to the Crown Prince and the Second Prince."
Shen Ling'er stopped putting the medicine bottle on.
Su Yao looked up.
Uncle Fu put down the tea tray.
These words are more troublesome than the wound on Lin Qingdai's neck.
Shen Ling'er said, "It's not a nice thing to say that a prince is running a martial arts school in secret."
Su Yao answered quickly.
" The Censorate will write about it as the keeping of private soldiers."
Uncle Fu lowered his hands. "If the Dragon Abyss Martial Arts School and the Prince's Mansion are connected, there will be a memorial submitted at tomorrow's morning court."
Gu Moran walked to the map and pointed to Shun'an Lane in the south of the city.
The emperor's paranoia flared up immediately after taking the elixir?
Lin Qingdai spoke up, "Then close the martial arts school immediately."
Gu Moran his head.
"Shutting it down would make you look guilty."
"Then let them accuse you?"
Gu Moran did not answer immediately.
The stupidest thing to do is to stubbornly resist; you can't hide it anyway.
Uncle Fu stood beside the map for a moment, then suddenly spoke.
"Your Highness, this old servant has a clumsy method."
Gu Moran looked at him.
"Explain."
Uncle Fu pointed to Shun'an Lane, Bitter Water Lane, and Black Shed Street.
" Dragon Abyss Martial Arts School can no longer be called a martial arts school."
Let's change the name.
Shen Ling'er asked, "Can I avoid it by changing my name?"
"Simply changing the name isn't enough; it needs to be transferred from the Prince's residence to the government's accounts."
Su Yao's eyes flickered.
" Jingzhao Prefecture?"
Uncle Fu nodded.
" The Jingzhao Prefecture has wanted to reorganize the southern part of the city for many years, but it lacks funds and manpower, and it is also afraid of being criticized."
"As far as I know, Cao Jin, the Chang'an County, was also dragged out for several years by theft and fighting in the south of the city."
"If the Dragon Abyss Martial Arts School were to become the South City Martial Workshop, it would be registered and recorded by the Jingzhao Prefecture and Chang'an County, and its staff would be responsible for teaching physical fitness, night patrols, fire prevention, grain transport, and disaster relief."
"If the Censorate writes again, it can't just say that His Highness is keeping a private army."
Su Yao took over the conversation.
"I also need to write about helping the Jingzhao Prefecture to manage the poor neighborhoods."
Shen Ling'er rested her chin on her hand.
"The free clinic tents can also be merged in and converted into the South City Emergency Relief Shelter; one can handle illnesses, and the other can manage disorder."
Gu Moran's eyes lit up. Wasn't this the old city renovation project?
Lin Qingdai touched her chin.
The final question is who will pay for it.
The room fell silent.
Shen Ling'er spoke first.
" The Green Vine Courtyard can receive a portion of the silver and medicinal herbs."
Su Yao chimed in, " Clear Frost Courtyard also has dowry shops; exchanging them for ten thousand taels of silver would be more than enough."
Lin Qingdai scoffed, "There's no need to steal credit; the Grand Commandant's Residence has given me a very generous dowry."
Shen Ling'er laughed at her.
" Sister Lin just finished bleeding, and now she's going to lose money again?"
"It's none of your business."
Uncle Fu looked at Gu Moran.
"Your Highness, we appreciate the ladies' kind gesture, but it would be best if this money were drawn from the Prince's official account."
Gu Moran raised an eyebrow.
How much is left in the Prince's public accounts?
Uncle Fu coughed.
"Although Your Highness used to spend money lavishly, the rewards from His Majesty, the subsidies from the Empress, the income from your fiefdom, and the rent from your shops are all still there."
Gu Moran frowned and stared at him.
Speak like a human being.
In layman's terms, the Prince's mansion is not short of money.
"To what extent are we not lacking?"
"Take out 20,000 taels of silver notes first, no problem."
The room fell silent for a moment.
Gu Moran looked at Uncle Fu.
"Am I that rich?"
Uncle Fu answered seriously.
"His Highness simply never looks at the accounts."
Shen Ling'er burst out laughing.
"Husband, it turns out you're a spendthrift who doesn't know how much money you have."
Gu Moran pressed his brow bone.
Garlic bird, garlic bird.
My life is almost over, money is nothing to me.
He put his hand down and made the decision immediately.
I'll pay for it.
Su Yao said, "Are you sure? Even if you invest this money, the credit might not be yours."
Gu Moran looked at the map.
"I don't want credit."
Uncle Fu smiled and said, "Your Highness wants to change the practice of privately employing military men into a benevolent act of the government."
Su Yao added the second half of the sentence.
"And His Majesty also needs to see that you're helping him clean up the mess in the south of the city."
Shen Ling'er said, "If it's done well, the people will thank the government; if it's done poorly, Father will scold his foolish son for making a fool of himself."
Lin Qingdai looked at Gu Moran.
"You're really willing to do that."
Gu Moran tapped the map with his folding fan.
"If you're about to lose your life, are you going to die with money in your hands?"
Uncle Fu lowered his head.
"This old servant will go prepare the silver notes."
Shen Ling'er asked, "What about Ye Qingyun in the south of the city?"
Gu Moran picked up the secret letter from the south of the city.
The ink on the paper was still damp.
He can no longer lift his left arm.
"The Second Prince sent him medicine, and also sent Chu Tianxing precious medicinal herbs and a visiting card."
Chu Tianxing accepted the medicinal herbs, but not the visiting card.
Shen Ling'er clicked her tongue.
" Chu Tianxing may have a sharp tongue, but he's not stupid."
Su Yao looked at the secret letter.
"Spread the word to Ye Qingyun that the Second Prince is not only sending him medicine, but also trying to win over Chu Tianxing."
Lin Qingdai continued, "If he continues to have doubts, the medicine the Second Prince sent might not be clean."
Shen Ling'er added a sentence.
Chu Tianxing knew the medicine wasn't right for his injury, but he didn't stop it.
Uncle Fu said, " Ye Qingyun will think that the Second Prince has abandoned him and is turning his attention to winning over the Divine Physician, which will make him even more resentful."
Gu Moran had seen several people.
The smells of medicine, ink, and post-rain dampness filled the study.
The six academies are not yet fully united, but these few people in front of us have already filled in the gaps in our strategy.
Gu Moran smiled.
"Excellent! I don't even need to lift a finger; the ladies have already set up the chessboard."
Shen Ling'er glanced at him.
"My husband, you don't look like a good person right now."
Gu Moran shook his folding fan.
"Good people don't live long; I, the king, will be a captivating villain."
At that very moment.
The servant boy hurried in from outside.
"Your Highness, someone has thrown in a letter."
Gu Moran took it and opened it.
There were only two lines on the paper.
[ Yuan Shen of Jingzhao, is meeting with people from the Crown Prince's Residence at the Clear River Teahouse.]
[ Cao Jin, the Chang'an County, received an anonymous letter stating that the Prince Yi's Residence was located behind the Dragon Abyss Martial Arts School. He was about to set off to find Yuan Shen.]
After reading the letter, Gu Moran handed it to Uncle Fu and looked at the servant.
Who delivered it?
The servant bowed his head.
"I don't know. The person threw the letter through the door and disappeared. We couldn't catch up."
Gu Moran his hand.
The servant boy withdrew.
The letter passed through several people's hands.
Shen Ling'er looked at him.
"Trouble has come knocking?"
Gu Moran the folding fan tightly.
If we don't act now, we'll only be able to passively take a beating tomorrow.
He walked outside.
" Uncle Fu, come along. Everyone's here now, so I don't have to invite them one by one."
[Thank you Xixi for the inspiration capsule and all the babies for your support! Happy 520 everyone!! (๑>ᴗ<๑) Single people, don't join in the fun. As punishment, you're sending the author a free power-up. Let's chat about the plot together, hehehe~]