I Control the World with Tai Chi

I was originally a Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain. I practiced Tai Chi and boxing every day. My life was hard but comfortable. When I woke up, I traveled through time. He became the only son of General Zhenbei and the most handsome man in the capital. I thought delicacies were waiting for me, but the jailer told me that the original owner of this body accidentally killed the current prince in Baihua Tower a few days ago. He will be beheaded in a few days. I was sitting in prison, with ice slag on the back of my hand, and the old man next door taught me how to cut off the flow of cold rivers. But what I really know is Tai Chi. Unexpectedly, I discovered that this slow boxing technique, coupled with the true energy of this world, can actually produce the effect of peerless magical skills, using softness to overcome hardness, and one level can kill more than the other. But I always feel like this is wrong. There is not even a guard around the prince, and the imperial guards downstairs seem to have been waiting for him. The autopsy found three needles on the back of his neck, which were exactly the same as the scars on the old man's arm. The King of Jin wants me to die, and the King of Han wants me to live. The fifth princess's sedan chair is my only escape route. Butian Sect, Zhenjihua, the unsolved case from ten years ago... They thought I was a pawn. But they forget that Tai Chi uses force to fight. The stronger you are, the better I'll be. When pinholes reappeared in the court, the emperor slapped the case: "Find out for me who killed the prince!" I rode into the palace with the evidence in my arms. All the civil and military officials behind me were looking at me. It's dawn. It's time to settle accounts.