Forced to Ascend the Throne after Transmigrating

Chapter 110: Finished Product

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Because it was just casually delivered by the servant, Wei Wen didn’t take it seriously at first.

It was almost time to go to bed when Wei Wen suddenly remembered this, so he took it out and looked at it in the candlelight.

After a quick glance, Wei Wen was stunned.

Although this drawing is somewhat different from other crossbow designs, it looks quite similar.

Wei Wen knows a little bit about this and has some vision.

Wei Wen hesitated for a while, but finally asked his personal servant to secretly hand the two pieces of paper to the craftsman in the mansion.

“Let Uncle Wei take a look and see if he can do it.”

The old Duke’s surname is Wei, and the craftsman in the mansion is also surnamed Wei. It is easy to imagine what the other party’s relationship with the mansion is like.

Wei Wen was a very smart man, and he was also the eldest grandson of the eldest son. Naturally, he knew who in the mansion could be used, who could not be used, and who had doubts in their hearts.

The servant took the order, hid the two drawings in his sleeves, and soon disappeared into the night.

A night passed.

The next morning, Ye Shuo was still immersed in a sweet dream. Before he could even open his eyes, he was carried to the martial arts field by several guards.

The guards had long been accustomed to the Ninth Prince staying in bed, and were very familiar with doing this.

When Ye Shuo arrived, his six uncles and cousins ??had already practised several sets of boxing. All of them had their upper bodies exposed, their skin was as white as copper, and they were sweating all over.

Ye Shuo, with his rosy lips and white teeth, stood there, looking as weak as he could be, like a rabbit that suddenly broke into a pack of wolves.

My little cousin is too weak. I feel like he can be knocked down with just one finger.

Wei Zhao and Wei Ping, in particular, were filled with worry.

“Come on, come here quickly. I’ll teach you the basics first. Show me how to do a horse stance.” Without saying a word, the uncle took the lead in demonstrating.

The horse stance mainly exercises the lower body. People who practice martial arts must have a stable lower body, otherwise, even the most profound internal strength can be easily caught by others’ weaknesses and broken.

This is common sense. Even if his cheap master Wu Yi didn’t say it, Ye Shuo would know it.

While maintaining the operation of his inner strength every day, Ye Shuo would also secretly stand for a while in his room before going to bed at night. Children are highly malleable and their bones are relatively soft, so over the years he has treated it as a form of physical exercise. From a few seconds or dozens of seconds at the beginning, Ye Shuo can now maintain this for nearly half an hour.

Less than half an hour is not a lot for a martial artist who has to stand still for an hour or two at any time. But after all, Ye Shuo is not the kind of person who is impatient for success. He is still young and can proceed step by step.

What is important is persistence. Over time, quantitative changes will eventually lead to qualitative changes.

The most taboo thing for martial artists is to steal others’ skills, and the old Duke Zhen’s kung fu was all inherited from his family, so after sending Ye Shuo away, the guards left tactfully.

Ye Shuo half-knelt down as his uncle requested.

Originally, the uncle had already prepared to correct his nephew. Don’t underestimate the horse stance. Although it is the basics, not everyone can do it. If the posture is wrong, it will be useless.

As a result…the uncle was surprised to find that his nephew’s movements were quite standard.

Isn’t it true? Ye Shuo has studied it specially. Fitness also requires standard movements. Otherwise, wouldn’t all his training over the years have been in vain?

“Not bad.” My uncle couldn’t help but praise.

“Keep it like this for half an hour first.”

This, this is too cruel. It took half an hour to get here.

Ye Shuo couldn’t help but take a breath.

But Ye Shuo didn’t say anything. There is a saying that goes, nothing is difficult in this world as long as you are willing to give up.

If he really couldn’t hold on any longer, he could just give up. Ye Shuo had never intended to become fat in one go, he had his own exercise plan.

The uncle had no idea that his nephew had such a lack of ambition. Seeing how obedient he was, he nodded with satisfaction and continued to practice with the others.

While Ye Shuo was doing horse stance there alone, he began to observe the moves of his uncle and cousins.

As the saying goes, reviewing the old helps one learn the new. Almost every day, my uncle and cousins ??would review the skills they had learned so that when they really need them, their bodies can react proactively and they won’t be suddenly dumbfounded when encountering danger.

In this way, Ye Shuo watched everything that his uncle and cousins ??demonstrated.

The old Duke of Zhen came over at about noon, when it was already bright and his morning exercise was about to end.

Ye Shuo stopped at around forty minutes, about five minutes longer than before, and felt okay.

The most important thing is that the eldest uncle said he would supervise him, but after he started fighting with the second and third uncles in the middle of the martial arts field, his cousins ??cheered and no one paid any attention to him who was still in the corner.

By the time the uncle had counted for half an hour, was sweating profusely, and looked over with great joy, Ye Shuo had already stopped.

You know, in the eyes of parents, if children are studying when they go out and playing with mobile phones when they come back, it means they are playing with mobile phones all day long.

This phenomenon applies everywhere, including in ancient times.

In addition, Ye Shuo’s head was clean without any sweat. In the eyes of his uncle, wouldn’t it seem that he was just being lazy?

No matter how unmotivated a child is at home, he or she will have a positive attitude towards practising martial arts.

Just when the eldest uncle couldn’t help frowning, the old Duke Zhen happened to arrive.

Then he saw the scene of his elder son criticising his grandson for being unconscious.

Old Zhen: “…”

If my grandson really had no self-discipline, how could he have secretly cultivated his internal strength to this level by himself?

“Okay, I understand. You guys go eat first.”

The moment the words fell, almost everyone looked at the old Duke of Zhen with disbelief.

No matter how much he doted on his grandchildren, the old Duke Zhen had never done this.

The eldest uncle couldn’t hold back and blurted out: “Dad, you were not like this before.”

Isn’t this too much of a spoiling for the child?

Although I can understand that my father cannot see his sister and will inevitably place all his love on his grandson, but, this is not loving him, it is clearly harming him!

The uncle tried to persuade him earnestly, but how could the old Duke Zhen listen to him?

“Is it your turn to teach me how to do things? Go away, go and have dinner.” The Duke of Zhen did not hesitate and drove his son and grandson out of the martial arts field.

The uncles wanted to say something but hesitated, but they could not resist the tough father, and finally they could only leave dejectedly.

A group of cousins ??couldn’t help but express their deep sympathy to the little cousin.

He has a weak constitution, but my grandfather still dotes on him like this. What will he do in the future?

After the martial arts arena was cleared, the Duke of Zhen asked, “How is your study going?”

Ye Shuo thought about it, then nodded: “It’s OK.”

What will it look like now?

The old Duke of Zhen didn’t understand, so he asked, “Show it to me?”

Ye Shuo did not refuse. The actions of his uncles just now flashed through his mind quickly. Then Ye Shuo imitated them and slapped out with his palm.

The old Duke Zhen always felt that this palm was somewhat familiar, and then he realised, isn’t this the palm method passed down from their family’s ancestors?

The next moment, there was a “click” sound, and the stone pier in front of me cracked.

The old Duke of Zhen was speechless for a long time.

The old Duke Zhen subconsciously looked around.

Ye Shuo knew what he was worried about, so he said, “Don’t worry, no one is watching here.”

My cheap dad is not that idle, he has to send someone to keep an eye on it all the time.

The old Duke Zhen is not like Wei Wen. Having lived to such an old age, he has seen more.

When the old Duke Zhen heard this, he felt something was wrong.

“By the way, I forgot to ask you before, where did you learn this internal strength?” It stands to reason that this child was raised in the deep palace and should not have contact with outsiders.

A thought flashed through the old Duke Zhen’s mind, and the next moment, his premonition came true.

“Who else could it be? I might as well learn ordinary Kung Fu from you.” Ye Shuo is a picky person. He won’t accept anything that is not the best.

Old Zhen: “…”

The old Duke of Zhen finally understood why he knew so well whether the secret guards were nearby.

“You, you wouldn’t be the one who even treats the people around His Majesty as -“

“That’s not the case. I really don’t have that much ability.” Ye Shuo waved his hand quickly: “I learned it from observing my master Wu Yi every day.”

As for secret guards, they are updated and iterated frequently, and are basically produced on an assembly line. For things like hiding and concealing, where can they change to?

Where has the old Duke of Zhen ever seen anyone stealing other people’s skills in this way?

But judging from the skill he just showed, if it were him, maybe it would really work.

Originally, the ten days given by His Majesty were just for him to lay the foundation. Now, he has learned all the basics, and the rest is just to practice and digest them slowly.

The old Duke Zhen thought that there was nothing left for him to teach. He could learn it just by watching from the side. What else could he teach?

But this is just what he thought, Ye Shuo doesn’t think so.

“By the way, grandpa, can you teach me some more practical skills, the kind that can defeat the enemy with one move?” Ye Shuo tried it, and found that the moves practiced by his uncle and others were indeed very powerful, but at the same time, they also consumed a lot of energy.

Whether it looks good or not is not important to Ye Shuo. What is important is its practicality. If he encounters an enemy, the most important thing is to survive.

“…What do you mean?”

Ye Shuo cleared his cough, then stood on tiptoe and whispered something into the old Duke Zhen’s ear.

The old Duke Zhen’s mouth began to twitch gradually. It turned out that he wanted to learn things that were not presentable, such as grabbing people’s eyes and kicking them in the crotch.

“Which serious young man would learn this kind of thing?!” Nowadays, noble families value elegance, especially the royal family. Winning or losing is not important, but appearance is what matters. How can there be someone like him?

“It’s totally corrupting the moral standards!” The old Duke Zhen was indignant.

However, if someone else said this, Ye Shuo might believe it, but what his grandfather said… How can one survive on the battlefield with dignity?

Not to mention that my grandfather rose step by step from the bottom.

Ye Shuo just didn’t believe that his grandfather had never used these dirty tricks.

In the end, under Ye Shuo’s eyes that seemed to see through people, the old Duke Zhen retreated.

“But it’s useless if I teach you alone. It’s useless if you can’t find someone to practice with you.” The boy didn’t dare to show the skills he learned from the secret guards in front of others easily.

Although it is possible to practise the moves alone without using internal energy, but…

“The problem is that your uncles are not good at this.” His six sons and grandsons were all straightforward and could not learn such sinister tricks, so the old Duke Zhen did not teach them.

“Who said no one would practise with me?” Ye Shuo blinked, looking innocent.

“Isn’t there one ready-made?”

The old Duke of Zhen was puzzled at first, but when he saw that he was staring at him, his expression froze when he realised what was going on.

This kid is not thinking…

On the other side, Haitangyuan——

Because the first design was an improvement on the original crossbow, it would take relatively less time to make the finished product.

The crossbow is still the same crossbow, and from the outside it seems that there has been little change.

Until Wei Wen loaded an arrow into the quiver, then aimed at the target and shot it.

With a “whoosh” sound, the arrow pierced into the crack in the wall.

Wei Wen was stunned when he saw this.