eurekapd Chapter 337 Flower Palace Trial
Chapter 337 Flower Palace Trial
Of course, Gong Yuanzheng was not the only one who had this feeling. All the people in the palace who had names and surnames in the plot felt inexplicably lightened at the same time.
Gong Yuanzheng exchanged a few words with Elder Hua, and Young Master Hua had already picked up all six long swords.
He placed the other knives on the stone table, and held up the knife that represented Yu Gong, looking at it from side to side, wondering, "Why are the other five knives all fine, but only this 'Yun Zhi Yu' is broken?"
Zhang Xueming's heart skipped a beat: "Young Master Hua, what was the name of this knife you mentioned just now?"
The Flower Man replied, "'Cloud Feather'. This knife is so light and thin, like feathers woven from clouds, that our Flower Family calls it 'Cloud Feather'. What's wrong with that?"
Zhang Xueming shook his head: "Nothing, I'm just wondering why it's Yu Gong again..."
Gong Yuanzheng and Elder Hua both felt the same way.
Zhang Xueming picked up the scrapped metal map and returned it to Elder Hua: "From now on, you don't have to worry about someone using this to detonate the volcano. As for when the volcano will wake up, it all depends on God's will."
Elder Hua stared at the twisted block of metal and nodded thoughtfully.
"You and Yuanzheng will rest in the Flower Palace today, and we will start the trial tomorrow." He said, "I will go to check on the meteorite and go to the front mountain. It will be too late and I won't go back to the back mountain. If you need any herbs, ask Jintong to get them. The key to the warehouse is with me."
It's not like he can't smell the blood in the air. If Zhang Xueming doesn't have any external injuries, then he must have internal injuries.
Young people are all like this. They care about their reputation, like to show off, and are afraid of being nagged by their elders. They would rather endure the pain and pretend nothing happened... Forget it, it doesn't look like the injury is serious, so just pretend you don't know.
Elder Hua led them out of the sword tomb, gave Gong Yuanzheng some instructions, and then pulled Young Master Hua aside to give him a lecture before leaving.
As soon as he left, the Playboy became lively again.
He repeatedly asked about Zhang Xueming's injuries. Seeing that Zhang Xueming insisted that he was not injured, and Gong Yuanzheng gave the same answer when he asked, he had no choice but to take the two of them to the Hua Palace guest room and ordered hot water for them to take a bath and change clothes.
If Elder Hua doesn't come back, the Hua Palace will be ruled by Young Master Hua.
He immediately asked Jin Tong to go to the Snow Palace to invite Xue Chongzi and Xue Gongzi over, and the group had a lively meal together.
Zhang Xueming was not in a good mood today. She did not join her friends in drinking, bragging and playing games at night. She made an excuse to go back to her room to sleep, lay down and went into the study space.
After the system recovered the two fragments, a new "retrospective" classroom was added to the learning space, where people can review what happened and focus on virtual tests of certain events.
Zhang Xueming almost failed today when dealing with a larval alien consciousness. How could he swallow this?
This is the second time this has happened, including the last time in the dungeon.
She won't come out until she has practiced to the point where she can capture alien consciousness as easily as taking something out of a bag!
……
The next day, the sky was clear and sunny.
Zhang Xueming fought with the alien consciousness for a whole night and felt a little exhausted.
Gong Yuanzheng had been thinking about her the whole night and felt a little out of sorts.
Hua Gongzi was carefree and teased them with a smile: "You are so old, but you still choose your bed. Do you want me to ask someone to go to the palace to get you some bedding?"
After a glance from them, he remembered that neither of them was a good person, so he quickly put away his gloating attitude.
He briefly explained the content of the trial and took out two long wooden boxes: "Thousand-year-old black iron, the main material for making knives." He also explained to Zhang Xueming: "My father was afraid that you would be bored, Zhao Zhao, so he prepared a piece for you. The other materials are on the shelves in the forging room. They are all refined and labeled. Take whatever you want."
Gong Yuanzheng heard footsteps behind him and turned around to see that it was Jin Miao. He was carrying a large box that was twice taller than him and holding an extra-large five-layer food box in each hand.
"Girl, sir, I brought three days' worth of food and water. Do you need anything else?"
Gong Yuanzheng was surprised: "Hua Palace has food and drinks, and servants to serve, why are you making it like moving house?"
Zhang Xueming also asked, "Didn't they say that the guards from the front mountain are not allowed to enter the back mountain? Did your brother ask you to come?"
Jin Miao looked bewildered: "The Council of Elders notified me to come here, saying that the young master needed a personal jade servant to help forge a sword."
Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng both looked at Hua Gongzi.
The smile on Hua Gongzi's face had disappeared, and he looked serious with a heavy look. He didn't dare to look into their eyes, and only said, "This is the rule of the trial."
Zhang Xueming already knew why Jin Miao was called here. He sneered and asked Jin Miao to unload his things and leave the back mountain: "Jin Miao, you are not needed here. Go back to Zheng Palace and do what you need to do."
Mr. Hua wanted to say something, but Zhang Xueming glanced at him with murderous intent. Looking at his suddenly pale face, he said with a half-smile, "Mr. Hua, there are two important people to A Yuan. One is me, and the other is your palace gatekeeper. And Jin Miao, the green jade servant, only arrived at the Zheng Palace more than a month ago... Or do you think I am far less important to A Yuan than Jin Miao?"
The playboy shuddered all over and shook his head quickly.
Jin Miao's eyes rolled and he realized that Zhang Xueming was protecting him. He quickly unloaded his things, bowed and ran away without looking back.
Gong Yuanzheng carried the box on his back, and Zhang Xueming picked up the food box. "The thousand-year-old black iron is too heavy. Please ask Mr. Hua to take me and Ayuan in."
The playboy didn't dare to resist. He carried two long wooden boxes and sent them to the depths of the cave with his head down.
At the end of the cave, there is a pool with red lava bubbling in it. Beside the stone wall, there is a normal furnace for forging iron, and there is also a furnace built using high-temperature fumaroles.
On a large stone platform, there are anvils, hammers, tongs... everything you need.
Zhang Xueming made a request to Hua Gongzi without any hesitation: "Have someone bring in the tea set, clean water, tea table, low couch, beauty couch... all of them. There must be someone waiting at the cave entrance for twelve hours, so that I can find no one when I need help."
The playboy nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, repeatedly promising to do it.
This person is a meritorious official of the palace and the living ancestor of the Hua Palace. Whatever she says is what it is, and whatever she wants will be given. All we ask is that she won't be angry.
She was horrible when she got angry.
The playboy asked tentatively: "Do I need to stay?"
Gong Yuanzheng waved his hands like he was shooing away a fly: "Go and have your fun."
After sending the man away, he couldn't help but yawn.
Zhang Xueming held his hand, and the healing internal energy circulated in his body. Seeing that he was alert again, he raised his hand to help him straighten his collar: [Don’t tell me that there is no pharmacy in Hua Palace, and you can stay up all night. ]
Gong Yuanzheng bent down, pulled her hand to the top of his head, pouted, and looked at her aggrievedly: [I was worried about you and couldn't sleep.]
The little cutie turned into a pitiful little one, and Zhang Xueming immediately softened his heart. He touched his head and pinched his ears: [Why didn’t you call me if you couldn’t sleep? ]
She could definitely use her spiritual consciousness to talk to him.
Gong Yuanzheng just shook his head: [I was afraid of waking you up, you need to have a good rest. ]
He took Zhang Xueming's pulse last night. Her pulse showed that she had suffered a severe blow to the head. There was no injury or bruise, but dizziness was inevitable. The best way to recover was to sleep.
Now it seems that she did not sleep peacefully.
It turns out that we have to get married as soon as possible. Only then can we supervise her openly.
Gong Yuanzheng looked pitiful, but his mind was busy calculating.
Zhang Xueming touched his forehead with hers: [Call me if you can’t sleep in the future, don’t try to sleep alone. ]
Her shoulder and neck massage plus manual power off ensure that he can sleep soundly until dawn.