Chapter 908

The princes of this generation, including the eldest prince who is currently the Crown Prince, are only twenty-three years old, while the Empress's son, the third prince, is only twenty years old, and the Empress herself is only forty-something—the old people of the previous generation are all dead, and only a few old concubines who are indifferent to the world are still alive. "A qualified political animal with a ruthless heart." Bai Lang also sighed.

The struggle for power among the previous generation of dragons had been fierce enough; over a dozen ministers had been ordered to commit suicide by the imperial court, over twenty generals and commanders had had their families' assets confiscated, the former empress had been deposed, and over a dozen princes had been ordered to die. This whole great purge had happened only twenty years ago. It was even recorded in such vague terms that if Bai Lang hadn't been a prince searching everywhere for information, he really wouldn't have been able to piece these things together.

Even so, more than 90% of the information from that year was lost.

"Sure enough, the one sitting in that position is a qualified emperor with a suspicious heart. He doesn't even have half a family affection for his own son—probably there was some before ten years old, and after that, it was so thin that there was none." Bai Lang sighed. Fortunately, there were still princesses. The eldest sister was already fifty-something, and she had grandsons.

Bai Lang naturally didn't care about these dog-shit things, and he went about his own business, absorbing a wisp of fire Qi every day and trying hard to open one acupoint after another. Now it is much more comfortable than the first time. It is just scorching heat when penetrating the acupoints, and he is not afraid of internal injuries—practicing the Three Fire Returning Origin Skill is most afraid of internal injuries. He originally wanted to use this internal injury to open meridians.

Anyway, the fire Qi accumulated in the body meridians is accumulated. When the twelve regular meridians are opened, the three fires merge into one, and these accumulated fire Qi internal injuries can be directly turned into true fire in the dantian, achieving his internal force. Practicing martial arts makes people happy, especially making Bai Lang happy, but there is no influence on the appearance.

The pale sick ghost is still this kind of egg, even if Eunuch Xu, as the eunuch who handles all the food, clothing, housing, and transportation of the fifth prince, can't see what level the fifth prince's practice has reached—it should be a complete failure, otherwise how could he still be like this? And cough up blood from time to time?

In fact, Bai Lang has completely opened the Hand Shaoyin Lung Meridian in the past few months, and the true Qi circulates in this meridian as he wishes, but he hasn't opened the dantian Qi sea, so the true Qi is consumed all the time. Bai Lang must ingest fire Qi every day to transform, and then try hard to accumulate this true Qi in the acupoints to slow down the speed of consumption, and also use this true Qi to open other meridians.

According to optimistic estimates, opening the twelve regular meridians takes at least five years, which is already an exaggerated speed. The key is that after opening three meridians, he can introduce heavenly fire and Yin fire. The three fires walk separately, and the speed of opening the remaining meridians is naturally very fast. Opening three takes three years, and the remaining nine take less than two years.

It's good to be a waste prince. It's quiet—except for the fourth one who will come to see him occasionally, only the foster mother Jingfei will let him go to see her from time to time—this woman is really good to Bai Lang. Bai Lang feels that the palace system is really harmful. He didn't have so many concubines when he was an emperor before, and even the palace ban was not strict at all—who else in the world could assassinate this emperor who was the world's number one expert?

Time passed, and Bai Lang had been here for nearly two years, and he was already fifteen years old—sixteen years old wedding is regarded as an adult prince, and he must open the mansion to build teeth outside. The problem is that he is still a nominal prince, because he has never worked in the Ministry of Rites for a day, unlike other brothers.

The Crown Prince doesn't do things, but from the second prince, all princes over ten years old have names in the Six Ministries or the Censorate, and princes over thirteen are already learning to do things—this point is somewhat similar to the Manchu Qing. Others are doing things, only he, the fifth prince, has never done work and only takes salary.

It is also relatively hard here. Except for the regular examples in the palace and the monthly salary of the position, there is nothing else. If it weren't for half of the salaries of palace maids, eunuchs, and guards being borne by the palace, it would be very difficult for him to afford those people. Bai Lang never asked about their salaries. Anyway, they were all managed by Eunuch Xu, including his own income.

Bai Lang just wanted to hide his own family. After practicing martial arts, he could go anywhere in the world. Staying for thirty years was no problem—he couldn't be sure whether the world consciousness would discover the problem because of this, let those experts come to surround and kill him and drive him out of this world, so martial arts must be high.

At least it is at the level of a heavenly person, and better if it is higher.

Two years of time, Bai Lang has opened two and a half meridians, and the last half is these few days. The so-called nine dragons seizing the throne has once again become a group of dragons fighting for the sun, because the tenth to the fourteenth have entered the study to read in these two years.

The princes are almost all mature, and they learned to fight for power as soon as they entered the study for a few days, but they would all disguise. Bai Lang wanted to vomit when he saw it. He didn't need to pretend, just be a waste. His studies were average, and he didn't do any work. This clearly meant he wasn't prepared to participate in seizing the throne—however, no one would ignore him like this. What if he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? If he hadn't been told by the imperial physician that he was hard to live past twenty-five, this behavior would probably have made other princes stare at him.

In fact, if the imperial physician came to diagnose the pulse, if Bai Lang didn't cover it up, the imperial physician would be startled, "Fifth Master, you are going to die in these few days!" His pulse was extremely prosperous with heart fire, and it looked like it was going to burn the liver wood and kidney water dry. His life was just a moment. However, the Three Fire Returning Origin Skill hung this breath. Life was worry-free—he couldn't die before he dispersed his skill, and he couldn't die before twenty.

Before twenty, he would definitely be able to open the twelve regular meridians and achieve a master—this meant that within five years, he would be able to penetrate the eight extraordinary meridians and connect the innate primordial Qi into the body. There was no problem at all. Achieving a master had already made the lifespan of this body reach more than sixty years, and a great master had no pressure for a hundred years. Achieving innate meant a lifespan of several hundred years.

Being able to live for several hundred years, what do you want this kind of throne for? Let yourself be 007 for several hundred years? This is simply a hard labor prisoner's life. When he was Wanli before, being on the throne for a hundred years was enough. Being an emperor for three hundred years was really a nightmare for Bai Lang, and he would definitely be targeted by world consciousness.

And the move to choose the prince's concubine had also begun—no matter what, this body of Bai Lang was also the fifth prince. Even if it was said that he couldn't live past twenty-five, the treatment he should have would still be there. The concubines of this dynasty not only came from small families, but the mainstream, such as the Empress and noble concubines, and the legitimate concubines of the princes, all came from official families and noble families in the court.

The fifth prince Bai Lang is a sick ghost who can't live past twenty-five, so no noble family is willing to marry their legitimate daughter to him, and even the daughter of a concubine is not willing. Officials in the court are also mostly unwilling—marrying a daughter to this person is useless, it is of no use to the parent's official career, and it makes the daughter a widow at a young age. It wouldn't work if it were a few hundred years ago, but now it won't work.

So everyone is unwilling. Bai Lang doesn't care, but the decency of the court still needs to be maintained. After three discussions, the Ouyang family of Yicheng Marquis took out a pair of concubine-born sisters—the elder sister is a widow, the younger sister is divorced, and the age is five and three years older than Bai Lang, who is fifteen. The mother of these two sisters has passed away, and they were originally just concubines, not good concubines.

The palace also agreed to this—the only one who lost face was Bai Lang himself, but Bai Lang saw the two women, frowned, and seemed to hear Si Wu's kind laughter, "Huangquan Bilangban? Jishiqi Mingjiebo? Why do I think this one is Zou and this one is Zhen?" ===== CHAPTER 909 =====