"Qi Hongyu," the old man said.

"Excuse me, old man, why do you have such skill?"

"Ah, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning!" Qi Hongyu smiled and waved his hands, "I was originally the chief martial arts instructor of Jinrou County Police Department, but he resigned in anger because he couldn't stand the darkness of the police world.

Now he is just a homeless man!"

Ah, it turns out that this place is called Jinrou County. Zhu Houzhao solved another problem.

Kuang Jinhua on the side interjected: "You don't know yet, but this old man Qi is a descendant of the Ming Dynasty's anti-Japanese hero General Qi Jiguang!"

"What? General Qi?" Zhu Houzhao's eyes suddenly widened.

As the saying goes: "I have never eaten pork, but I have also seen pigs running." Although Zhu Houzhao and Qi Jiguang were strangers, he was also familiar with the heroic deeds of General Qi Biaobing in the annals of history.

"Ah, it turns out that he is a descendant of General Qi. I have admired him for a long time!" Zhu Houzhao stood up in a hurry and made a compilation.

"I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it!" Old Qi shook his head like a rattle and waved his hands as red as a monkey's butt, "The merits of the ancestors are the merits of the ancestors. Qi is not talented, so I am ashamed of my ancestors!

"

While several people were talking, they talked about what happened just now.

Qi Hongyu sighed and said: "Little brother, although we are in the age of guns, guns are not omnipotent. Most of the time, we still have to rely on martial arts. This is the most important thing in everything! We must strengthen our bodies, cleanse evil, and help.

Justice is impossible without practicing martial arts!"

Zhu Houzhao nodded hurriedly: "What the old man said is absolutely true, but I don't know where there is a place to practice martial arts?"

Qi Hongyu said: "Little brother, if you are determined to practice, I might as well help you find out. "

Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up, and he quickly made up his mind: "Old man, I'd like to thank you for being here!"

Qi Hongyu added: "I still have something to take care of, so go ahead and say goodbye!"

So, Zhu Houzhao and Kuang Jinhua respectfully sent Qi Hongyu out and watched him go away.

After Qi Hongyu left, Zhu Houzhao was still immersed in the joy of going to study for further studies one day soon. Suddenly, a white light flashed and he received a heavy slap on the cheek.

"Mother-in-law, why did you hit me?"

"What me?" Kuang Jinhua put her hands on her hips and spat: "You're so stupid! Do you think you are an ancient emperor? No wonder you and that dead Qiu Ba were nervous just now, it was me and I was castrated

Damn, what you said is simply not human! What a pair of perverted monsters! It seems that Zhu Yu, the fall while collecting firewood in Qixia Mountain, although you did not lose your breath, at least your brain was short-circuited.

!Oh, because you got confused, let me remind you again, in the Republic of China, people in our house are not called mothers-in-law, but wives, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand!" Zhu Houzhao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "But, my wife, you haven't said why you want to slap me?"

"You asked knowingly!" Kuang Jinhua opened her big copper bell-like eyes.

"Honey, I really don't understand!" Zhu Houzhao said with a sad face.

"Don't understand? Huh, I'm here to tell you!" Kuang Jinhua poked Zhu Houzhao's temple hard and spat.

"I want to ask you, have you asked for my opinion if you want to practice martial arts?"

Zhu Houzhao said: "There was no solicitation, but you didn't express any objection at that time!"

"Okay, you are no longer the poor boy who ran away from famine and fainted by the smelly ditch in the village, and was taken in by my father. Now you have wings and dare to talk back to me! I tell you to stand up, I tell you to stand up!" Kuang Jinhua twisted Zhu Houzhao's ears like a twister.

"Oh, my wife doesn't dare anymore! Oh, my wife doesn't dare anymore! Since you don't allow me to practice martial arts, then I won't practice martial arts!"

Zhu Houzhao screamed and begged for mercy. He thought the tigress would die down, but he tightened his grip even more.

What kind of fun is this? Zhu Houzhao was very depressed, "Honey, didn't I promise you not to practice martial arts?"

"Look at how useless you are, you're really embarrassing me! When did I say I wouldn't let you practice martial arts?" Kuang Jinhua poked Zhu Houzhao on the forehead.

Why, is there any room for maneuver in this matter? Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Kuang Jinhua's hand in panic, "Honey, did you let me practice martial arts?"

Kuang Jinhua said sternly: "I give you permission, but I also have conditions. First, I have to ensure that I complete the housework; second, even if I want to cultivate, I have to cultivate my personality!"

"Okay, wife, I will listen to you in everything!" Zhu Houzhao almost burst into tears.

"You listen to me in everything, right? Now I want to eat some celery salted rice, you go ahead and cook it!"

What? Are you serious? Zhu Houzhao is very troubled.

As a dandy boy who grew up in the palace with a golden key in his mouth, how could he ever know how to cook? He could still cook it?

However, his wife had her will, and Zhu Houzhao had to obey it.

In desperation, Zhu Houzhao came to a simple shed built with wooden boards outside the house, which was also the kitchen of Lao Kuang's family.

"Honey, where are the rice, vegetables, water, oil and salt?"

"If your dog eyes are blinded, you can't see by yourself? Oh, I forgot, didn't you have a broken brain? The rice is in the rice vat, the water is in the water vat, the vegetables are in the vegetable basket, and the rest is just There’s no need for me to tell you!”

"Then, wife, how should I cook this celery salted rice?"

"How to cook? Think about it, do you need me to teach you everything? You useless man!"

Kuang Jinhua could no longer say anything, and Zhu Houzhao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

In desperation, Zhu Houzhao thought of a magic mirror hanging on his chest.

This magic mirror is only as big as a little finger, and was left to him by his father Emperor Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang before his death.

It was June 8, 1505, during the Hongzhi period. Zhu Youtang was extremely ill and breathless. Before his death, he was lying on the bed and sent everyone away, leaving only Zhu Houzhao to serve him in front of the bed.

Zhu Youtang's face turned red and he was panting heavily. He took out a bronze mirror from his chest with difficulty and handed it to Zhu Houzhao who was waiting in front of the couch with trembling hands.

"Zhao, Zhao'er, I'm afraid my father will not be able to survive this time! My father has nothing to leave to you. The only thing that can be left to you besides the throne is this magic mirror, the magic mirror. !This magic mirror was made by the Immortal by taking a ray of light from the sky. It is said that it can turn evil into good, and there are no problems that it cannot solve. After the Immortal gave it to Taizu, Taizu relied on it to gather the heroes of the world. Eradicating the Tartars and various rebel armies, we created the Ming Dynasty. This magic mirror, as the heirloom of our old Zhu family, has been passed down from generation to generation. Today, my father will pass it on to you!"

Zhu Youtang finished the call with difficulty and went into shock again.

"Father, you haven't taught Zhao'er how to use this magic mirror yet!" Zhu Houzhao shouted anxiously.
Chapter completed!