Song of Joy: The Phoenix in the Palace
4 004. Cold Scale Technique Manual

Ah Chi

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His high achievements overshadowed his master.

A general with a large army. If he entered the city, the citizens would welcome him with a red carpet that stretched ten miles. If the royal court was in chaos, he could quell the discussion with a few words and make decisions. If the enemy invaded, even the emperor could only humbly ask for help. In that case, this general was not far from destruction.

His high achievements overshadowed his master. This was a tragedy that had never changed since ancient times. The heavy troops in his father's hands were his life threatening talismans, but going down first was also his life-saving talisman. The emperor naturally wanted his father to marry the daughter of an official from another side. She was just an informant. Next, he would use his power to suppress his father and destroy his father's pride.

Father was concerned about mother and was unwilling to take a concubine. She rejected him again and again.

A flash of light flashed in Qing Huan's eyes. There was an indescribable wisdom. The light flowed, and his pupils were deep black. Her previous life was too tiring. Qing Huan only wanted a stable life, so she foolishly loved someone and foolishly gave her all. The wisdom of the people has been covered with dust, and they are discouraged and depressed. However, this life was brand new. It also gave her life, warmth, and love. She would not allow anyone to destroy it.

At this moment, Master Nalan was locked in the study room again, sighing at the copybook on the table. His small face was scrunched up tightly like an old man. He did not look like a five-year-old child.

Sigh. It was not good to grow up. He had to read and write. He still had to learn martial arts.

Sigh. Black Eagle did not need to learn so much. He only needed to learn martial arts to protect himself.

Sigh. He wondered if his sister would learn so many things in the future.

Sigh. So annoying. Why was this copybook so difficult to write?

With a clank, the window was pried open a small gap. A small head poked in. She turned around and saw the little person behind the table, who was almost covered in white paper. She let out a mischievous smile. Nalan Qinglang's appearance was almost identical to his father's. Her facial features were regular, and one could vaguely see a hint of determination. However, her temperament was similar to her mother's. At such a young age, she already had an elegant demeanor. Although he was cursing in his heart, his subordinates did not hesitate to complete the mission left behind by his father. Even though it would ruin her image if she sighed. At this moment, the mischievous young master who stuck his head in had a sly expression on his face, as if it was a bad idea in the blink of an eye. Spiritual energy was so powerful that facial features did not seem to be very important.

The mischievous young master turned around and carefully checked the surroundings. After making sure that there was no one nearby, he softly meowed like a cat. The Nalan young master, who was still working hard a second ago, suddenly raised his head and smiled widely. He put down his pen, jumped off the chair, and ran to the window. The entire process was smooth and familiar. Oh. He was a veteran.

Nalan gongzi looked at the mischievous gongzi with excitement. He had finally found the organization. However, he was cautious and did not make a sound. He climbed up the window and jumped out. The mischievous young master grabbed Young Master Nalan's hand and ran to the backyard.

"Black Eagle. I knew you would come and save me.”

The mischievous young master, Black Eagle, grinned." That's right. We agreed to steal dates from Aunt Cui."”

Hehe. The two of them smiled in tacit understanding. She bent down and ran out of the back door toward South Street.

They passed through a dazzling array of small streets, through the back street of the rich and noble Vermilion Gate, and through the warehouse behind the martial arts school and teahouse.

He panted heavily as he arrived at a mahogany door. It was where Aunt Cui lived. Lady Cui was young and beautiful. She had always lived alone and said that her family had been doing business outside all year round. Since he had nothing to do at home, he took over the brush and ink business of Prime Minister Lin's family school. He would regularly bring in some good brush, ink, paper, and inkstone to the clan school. He was quite familiar with some of the young masters in the clan school. He would often bring some home-grown snacks. The dates Aunt Cui brought over these two days were really sweet. They were so greedy that they rebelled. Hence, Black Eagle and Qing Lang skipped school and planned to steal dates from Aunt Cui's house. It was not just for a few dates. The thrill of stealing was also a big reason.

Black Eagle pushed the door open tentatively. It suddenly opened. It wasn't locked! The two children's eyes lit up with excitement.

Two short figures tiptoed through the front hall. They arrived at the west room where the items were stored. He opened the cabinet door with familiarity, grabbed a few red dates, and put them in his arms. He opened the door and was about to return the way he came when he heard a strange sound coming from the east room. The black eagle rolled its eyes and dragged Master Nalan into the east room. The deeper they went, the louder the sound became. It sounded like Aunt Cui's voice, and it sounded like a man's voice. Were they exercising? Their breathing sounds were so rough. Sigh. No, Aunt Cui kept moaning. Was she hurt?

The two of them looked at each other in confusion and tacitly looked into the room. The room was very dark, and there were clothes scattered on the floor. The bed curtain on the carved bed was shaking strangely. Looking closely, it seemed that the bed was also moving. The two of them wanted to go in and take a look, but there were still heavy dates in their pockets. It was bulging and would definitely be discovered.

At this moment, the two people in the room let out heavy panting sounds and quieted down.

"You damn man, you really have no conscience. You haven't come to see me for so long." The woman's voice was no longer gentle, and it was slightly hoarse.

"Cui Er. I'm here. As you know, the situation is tense. It's not convenient for us to meet." The man lowered his voice and coaxed her.

Black Eagle listened attentively to the corner of the wall, tilting his head and thinking. Is Aunt Cui's husband back? Nalan Qinglang was attracted by a small book on the ground. The scroll was very old, and there were three words written on it,"Cold Scale Technique". The bottom of the page was slightly curled up. However, for some reason, the book attracted his attention so much that he could not turn his eyes away.

Therefore, the Nalan young master gritted his teeth and gestured to Black Eagle. He pushed open the door and rolled into the room.

Young Master Nalan was lying on his stomach and arching his waist. Her two little ears were stuck up. She watched as the man and woman on the bed did some incomprehensible exercise again. He rolled to the side of the book. Reaching out his hand and turning around was actually extremely agile. Speaking of which, he had to thank General Nalan for his special "care". The Little Lord agilely rolled back to the door and did not look back. Black Eagle tacitly pulled the door shut. There was no movement at all.

The two of them held hands and ran out of the courtyard, giggling. He did not dare to stop and rushed to the General's Estate. At this hour, the general should be here to inspect the results. The dates and books in Young Master Nalan's arms seemed to be on fire, burning so much that his heart was pounding non-stop.

They arrived at the backyard of the General Manor. Black Eagle immediately turned around and went home without stopping."I'll be leaving first." He was very satisfied that he could eat sweet dates when he studied tonight.

The young master carefully avoided the servants and moved towards the study room, not forgetting to bid farewell to his companions."Alright, I'll see you at the clan school tomorrow."

She tiptoed back to the study room and hid the book. With a creak, General Nalan walked in.

The Little Lord's face was slightly red and he was panting slightly. The windows weren't closed properly. General Nalan reached out and picked up the little body again. The red dates rolled all over the ground. The Nalan young master did not dare to look up at his father's expression anymore.

General Nalan's eyes were burning with anger as he waved his hand."You little brat, go and squat.”

She went out. The old and mysterious book was left in the corner of the study. He was completely forgotten by the Little Lord.

A book titled " Records of the Zhou Country " was blown open on the desk. The six countries of Lin Province were on it.

The extreme north was covered in ice and snow. There was a powerful animal husbandry country called Beihan. They had a huge and terrifying ice cavalry. The country's surname was Wanqi, and the current Emperor Beihan was a young emperor that could not be underestimated. He was tough and carried out an iron-blooded policy. They recovered the scattered tribes around them and became the largest country in Lin Province. He was an ambitious tiger.

In the west was Xi Yao Country, which was covered in grasslands. Similarly, animal husbandry was more developed. His ancestor, the leader of the Budabar tribe, had once led 5,000 light cavalry to conquer half of the land in Beihan. However, each generation is not as good as the previous generation, and the reputation of later generations is rare. They were entrenched on the grasslands, with several large tribes scattered around. The main tent remained unchanged, while the small tribes lived by water and grass.

To the south were the two countries that were divided and confronting each other, Nanlin and Nanlan. These two countries were covered in mountains, forests, and rivers. A hundred years ago, they were still a unified country. After the war between the Emperor and Empress, they were divided into two countries. Nanlin was good at poison, while Nanlan was good at Gu. Although the population was small, it was extremely difficult to deal with. They rarely fought with the outside world, but they often had small-scale internal conflicts.

To the east was Dong Jing Country, which had been divided by war and was recovering. The land area of Dongjing Country was second only to Beihan. Because it was located on the plains, the four seasons were distinct, and agriculture developed very quickly. The rule of the Ming Emperor, Yao Emperor, and Xian Emperor had appeared one after another, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Dongjing people are good at literature, but also a country that worships literature. There were many great scholars in the literary world, but there were few generals. This was also one of the reasons why General Nalan could influence the decisions of the imperial court by himself. Another reason was that the current Emperor of Dongjing, Baili Xiong, was a mediocre and suspicious person. His desire for power was in inverse proportion to his talent in governing the country.

The center of the four countries was the Divine Lotus Mountain. The Divine Lotus Mountain towered into the clouds. It was said that there was an open lotus pond at the top of the mountain. The depth of the water could not be measured, but it was crystal clear. The grass and trees on the Divine Lotus Mountain were dense, and the fog was thick. Although there were treasures everywhere, it was also filled with danger.

For hundreds of years, the people of the five nations had sung a ballad that even a child could recite.

There is a lotus pond on Shenglian Mountain, and there is a lotus palace beside the lotus pond.

The palace is built with white jade, and the white jade walls are lit at night.

At night, the lamp fell on the cloud brocade tent, and the beautiful Xia Shu gathered beside the cloud brocade tent.

Xia Shu's jade arm holding wine, wine into Su Shu's hand.

Yang Su unfurled his sleeves and moved the world. No one in the world knew Yang Su.

An ancient divination said: Su Shu came to the world, the world is very stable.# Cancel review all: wdd201302 Time:111420185:56PM

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