The undercover agent sent by the imperial court

Then the seriously ill emperor would show a gratified smile, "I know, Xuan'er has never disappointed father."

"Father, please don't worry about recovering from your illness. My brother and I are here for everything." The 16-year-old Ling Xuan said while holding the late emperor's hand, but after that, the late emperor's condition continued to worsen and finally passed away.

On the last day, Ling Xuan and Huang Puwen were by his side, and the final decree was Huangpuwen's ascension to the throne. No one knew what happened during that time except the two of them. The ministers who supported Ling Xuan were all waiting for this talented man. The wise Seventh Prince did it.

But he disappeared, disappeared without a trace in the capital, only Huang Puwen, who had been shrouded in Ling Xuan's brilliance, suddenly appeared powerfully, domineeringly grasped the entire court, and stood in front of Ling Xuan.

Although watching Huangpuwen grow up, the prime minister still doesn't understand this emperor, he can only say that he was born an emperor.

"Brother, why do you want to learn this?" Ling Xuan looked at the chessboard and tilted his head at Huang Puwen, "This is so boring, I have to wait for a long time... the person on the opposite side will make the next move!"

"Because they are not as smart as Xuan Xuan." Huang Puwen raised his hand and touched Ling Xuan's head, "If you don't like it, I'll go and tell Father that we can change it."

"Okay, okay, I want to learn martial arts!" Ling Xuan jumped happily, "I also want to fly very high!"

"That's light work, do you like it?" Huang Puwen thought for a while and said, "It may be very hard, learning martial arts is not as simple as learning martial arts." But it is only for Xuanxuan.

"I know." Ling Xuan nodded earnestly, "However, if you don't pay, how can you get anything in return?"

"Not necessarily." Huang Puwen said uncertainly, "If it's Xuanxuan, maybe it really doesn't need to pay anything."

"What are you talking about?" Ling Xuan looked at Huangpu Wen, "No matter how smart I am, I can't be both civil and military. My brother is so good at martial arts, so my homework is so bad. Maybe I am the same?"

Huang Puwen patted Ling Xuan's head and said nothing.

"Your Majesty, since Xuan'er has such an idea, what's wrong?" Ling Xuan looked at his mother and stood up excitedly once in a while and said, "I know Xuan'er's ability very well, since it's what he wants to do, I will support it." .”

"Appropriate exercise is enough. If you learn martial arts and escape danger, I will not agree."

"Then why is it okay for Wen'er?" The queen seldom called Huangpuwen that way, but in this case, as long as she could get her wish, the queen also played the emotional card.

Huang Puwen didn't have any idea about the rare intimacy and stepped forward, "I also think that brother Xuan should learn some martial arts."

"Father." Ling Xuan said, "I know all the things taught in the school. They say that every inch of time is worth every inch of gold. I don't want to waste time on those things."

The emperor finally asked, "Has Xuan'er even looked down on the knowledge of Hua Xuetang?"

Ling Xuan said unceremoniously in front of his master, "I don't think it takes so much time to learn such a simple knowledge."

The master's eyelids were still jumping, but he said honestly when the emperor asked, "The seventh prince is indeed a fast learner, and I am ashamed of myself when it comes to chess skills."

"Then let's go." Finally, the emperor let Ling Xuan go with a wave of his hand.

From then on, Ling Xuan started his own way of martial arts.