Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 279 Unpretentious!

  After that, Zhang Jing seemed to think of something, and took out something from his arms.

  That's right, it was the bead that Huang Jiugong got out of it.

  According to Huang Jiugong, this bead is a treasure, but he has never solved the secret of this bead.

   Later, Zhang Jing also tried several methods, but the bead was like a stubborn stone, and no magic could be found.

  Zhang Jing put both beads on the table and began to compare.

  Unfortunately, although both sides are beads, there is still a big difference.

  Wusheng Taoist's one is brighter than Zhang Jing's one, and it's even smaller.

  After careful identification, Zhang Jing put away his bead again.

   There are indeed some differences, and it cannot be the same thing.

   After a long time, Zhang Jing came back to his senses,

   His eyes turned to the Qingling Pill on the table.

   Zhang Jing took a bottle, poured out a panacea, and held it in his hand.

  The panacea is very round, the aura is restrained, and the overall color is blue.

  Before, because of the incident with Dongyu, he was fined three months' salary on the first day he took office.

   It can be said that Mao has not even seen the panacea.

   Without thinking too much, Zhang Jing put the elixir directly into his mouth.

  For Zhang Jing, no matter whether it is a panacea or a elixir, it will not be deliberately preserved, but will be transformed into strength.

   As for, what if you don't get the Dragon Qi?

   Never mind him, eat first.

  Thinking of this, Zhang Jing sat cross-legged on the ground.

  The elixir was swallowed into the stomach, and it was digested by the big stomach in an instant.

   "Boom."

   Zhang Jing only felt a wave of spiritual power flowing into his dantian.

  The whole person became much more comfortable.

   This feeling of being able to clearly feel that strength is improving a little bit is indeed very fascinating.

  At least, Zhang Jing looks like this.

   Zhang Jing slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of joy in them.

  With these ten bottles of panacea, Zhang Jing can open up the third orifice in a short time, greatly increasing his strength.

  No words all night,

  Zhang Jing stayed up all night and almost refined half of the bottle of panacea.

   It's not that Zhang Jing's refining speed is slow. But Zhang Jing didn't want to show any signs of vanity, so as not to be seen by others.

   Anyway, there is nothing urgent recently, so it doesn't matter if you take your time.

   Otherwise, if the firepower is fully activated, Zhang Jing can refine most of the panacea overnight.

   Half a month passed quietly.

  Zhangfu,

  In the secret room, Zhang Jing slowly opened his eyes and let out a breath of foul air.

   Now, he has finished refining the ten bottles of Qingling Pill left by Taoist Wusheng.

  Cultivation base was as he expected before, opening up the third orifice, Tiandu orifice.

   "My lord, the Second Prince sent someone to invite you to the banquet," Zhang Ye whispered outside the secret room.

   Zhang Jing frowned slightly. Before that, he had already rejected the second prince's solicitation, but he did not expect him to be so persistent.

   "Let's just say that I'm in seclusion, and it's not convenient to see guests. Let people go back," Zhang Jing said in a low voice.

  No matter what dynasty it is, the prince's seizure of the heir is a problem that people have to be cautious about.

   Zhang Jing is indeed unwilling to get involved in this.

   "My lord, the man said that it is fine to wait until you leave the customs," Zhang Ye reported softly.

   "Okay, I see," Zhang Jing twisted her neck, then stood up.

  It is impossible for him to keep the visitor waiting, otherwise, he might offend the second prince.

   It's not that Zhang Jing is afraid, but that one thing more is worse than one thing less.

   There is no point in making an enemy for yourself because of such a small thing.

   When Zhang Jing came out, a middle-aged Confucian scholar was already sitting in the lobby, and Lu Wei was accompanying him, talking without a word.

   "But Mr. Du Yu in person?" Zhang Jing asked with cupped hands.

   Having been in the capital for several months, Zhang Jing has naturally heard of some characters.

   "Du Yu met Commander Zhang," the middle-aged Confucian scholar stood up and nodded slightly.

   "Mr.'s name, I have heard it a long time ago," Zhang Jing said with a smile on his face.

   "Is there anyone in the capital who doesn't know the name of Commander Zhang?"

  After some business bragging, the two sides finally fell silent.

   "To be honest, sir, it is really not suitable for the second prince to be in the position of Zhen Wusi"

   Zhang Jing didn't finish his words, but the meaning was very clear.

   is to decline.

   "Master Zhang is over-concerned. The second prince has indeed been in love with Master Zhang for a long time, so he will send his subordinates here many times. Inviting Master Zhang to a banquet is just a personal relationship, and will not be mixed with other things at all."

   Du Yu narrowed his eyes and smiled.

   "This" Zhang Jing hesitated.

   "Master Zhang, I've been on the lookout for a second time. If Master Zhang doesn't go this time, I will come tomorrow," Du Yu said with a smile.

   It is impossible for Zhang Jing to keep him out.

   "In that case, Mr. Du will lead the way," Zhang Jing smiled.

   It is impossible to really let him come every time.

   Moreover, Zhang Jing also knows that in Shangjing, unless Han Qianshu has the status and strength, otherwise, it will inevitably be mixed into some things.

   Zhang Jing, with his current position as the commander of the Imperial City Division, can be regarded as having some status in Shangjing.

   Not only the second prince, but even the prince, the fourth prince and others sent people here.

   It's just that the second prince is more persistent.

   Moreover, according to the information obtained by Zhang Jing, the power of these two princes is only moderate among the other princes.

   Compared with the prince, the fourth prince is much worse.

  Just because the second prince's mother clan couldn't bring him any help.

  The prince and the fourth prince are different, and the forces behind them are stronger.

   "Hahaha, okay, Mr. Zhang please," Du Yu laughed, with a happy expression on his face.

   Soon, Du Yu took Zhang Jing to the mansion.

   "My lord, Mr. Zhang is here," Du Yu called out from the door.

   Zhang Jing saw a middle-aged man running over without shoes.

   There are a few servants following behind, holding shoes in their hands.

  The man was dressed in a black python robe, and he was very neat, but his face seemed to be a little anxious.

   "Yes, Mr. Zhang is here?" the man shouted while running.

   Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes, he was already immune to this little trick.

   "But Master Zhang of the Imperial City Division?" The second prince seemed to be slightly out of breath when he ran up to him.

   "Imperial City Secretary, Zhang Jing, I have met the second prince," Zhang Jing cupped his hands.

   "Oh, Mr. Zhang, I've been looking forward to you for a long time," the second prince's face was full of joy.

   "I have heard about the virtuous name of the second prince," Zhang Jing said politely.

  The second prince is not his boss, so naturally he doesn't need to call himself a lowly position or subordinate.

"Please, please, I have admired Mr. Zhang for being ranked No. 11 on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking for a long time. Unfortunately, I don't have any qualifications to practice martial arts. Only now can I break through the second-rate realm." It's a pity.

   "The second prince is too much for the prize," Zhang Jing said politely.

  The food and drinks that the second prince invited Zhang Jing to the banquet were very ordinary, as if it was really just to meet Zhang Jing.

  During the period, they just boasted about Zhang Jing's defeat of Zhang Zhiqing and the fact that he was on the Dragon and Tiger List.

  Let the second prince call Zhang Jing the only hero in Zhenwu Division who has been in the top fifteen of the dragon and tiger list in the past hundred years.

   Regarding this, Zhang Jing was only modest and polite.

   After the meal, Zhang Jing offered to leave. It would be better to go back to practice more if you are hypocritical and polite here.

  The second prince did not forcefully persuade him to stay, he just said a few words of courtesy, and asked his servants to prepare some small gifts for Zhang Jing to deliver to the mansion.

  Although Zhang Jing strongly refused, saying that as an official of the imperial court, he could not accept bribes.

  However, the second prince insisted that the two are just a matter of personal friendship and should not be confused.

  Zhang Jing couldn't refuse, so he could only follow him.

   After Zhang Jing walked away, the second prince's face turned calm, and he whispered to Du Yu who was beside him:

   "I will invite you again in a few days, make friends, make friends, and after a few more contacts, you will naturally become friends."

   "This subordinate understands," Du Yu nodded slightly.

   "The second prince seems to care about this person very much," Du Yu asked with narrowed eyes.

   "I don't value him, but Han Qianshu behind him. You have heard about the previous incident. Han Qianshu did not hesitate to tear himself apart with Zhao Yutang for this person. It seems that he really likes him.

  Although this person is also a talent, but after all, his strength is still weak, and he can help too little in a short time.

  Of course, there is no harm in making friends," the second prince said softly.

   "The second prince is far-sighted, and his subordinates admire him," Du Yu said in a low voice.

   "Let's go, eat some more, I'm not full just now," the second prince turned and returned to the mansion.

  Zhangfu,

   Zhang Jing opened the small gift from the second prince.

  It contains tea leaves, but there is less.

   Zhang Jing weighed it, and it was only two or two in total.

  However, Zhang Jing is still very satisfied, he knows the preciousness of this tea.

   is a kind of spiritual tea produced in the palace, and the quantity is very limited.

  He has only seen Han Qianshu drink it.

   It is said that it nourishes the body very much, after all, it contains aura.

   Moreover, even people who are born with innate ability can drink it, as long as the brewing is diluted a little.

   "Zhang Ye," Zhang Jing called out.

   "The subordinate is here," Zhang Ye came to Zhang Jing's side and bowed slightly.

   "Go get some water." Now that he saw this thing, how could Zhang Jing not taste it?

   "Yes," Zhang Ye nodded in agreement, and then retreated.

   Soon, Zhang came over with a pot of hot water.

   "Sit," Zhang Jing gestured.

   "Yes," Zhang Ye sat opposite Zhang Jing, but his body was not so relaxed.

   Zhang Jing pinched some tea leaves and put them in the pot. After waiting for a while, he poured two cups.

   A cup was placed in front of Zhang Ye.

   Zhang Jing has never been a stingy person, especially with his own people.

   "Come on, try it."

   "Thank you, sir," Zhang Ye held the teacup with both hands, and took a sip.

   "How?" Zhang Jing asked.

   There is not much tea left, so Zhang can bear it.

"not bad."

   Zhang Jing smiled, put it on his lips and took a sip, only feeling a small force pouring into his dantian.

   "The emperor's life is really unpretentious," Zhang Jing shook his head slightly.

   Only the emperor has the qualification to taste this spiritual tea from time to time.

  (end of this chapter)