surnamed Wang

Chapter 298
In summer, the days are surprisingly long. Although it is You time, the scorching sun is still hanging in the sky, and there is still an hour before it becomes completely dark.

Wang San, the captain guarding the gate, squatted in the shade of the city gate bored as usual.

Since the new emperor ascended the throne, many old people from the filial piety period have been implicated.

Wang San and the dark guards had intercepted Emperor Shun's departure from the capital half a year ago, and it is said that after the other party has secured the throne, he should be the first to take the knife.

But Wang San's father, Wang Xishan, took refuge in Emperor Shun early on, and secretly did a lot of things for him over the years. The father and son were both responsible for their merits and demerits. Wang Xishan was still the minister of punishment, and Wang San was still the gatekeeper. Captain.

In the end, it was Wang San's brother-in-law Tanhua who suffered the most. Not only did he lose the noble position of accompanying the prince, but Emperor Shun didn't intend to use him again.

Although Wang Xishan has meritorious deeds, his son's behavior has exhausted the friendship between the two monarchs and ministers over the years. Wang Shilang really doesn't have the face to ask for a job for his son-in-law. I took a clerical job.

Although his father often gave him a face when he returned home on weekdays, Wang San still didn't take it seriously. If he hadn't taken refuge in the hidden guards, the Wang family would have been ransacked and dug up. How could there be such a scene today?

Winners and losers, these words are not only applicable to the royal family, but also applicable to the officialdom.

How many people waited to see the Wang family's jokes before, but now they just nodded and bowed to send congratulatory gifts. Wang San didn't want to set foot in the officialdom because he couldn't bear their hypocrisy.

……

"Hey...you're just one step away from becoming a Maotu, goddamn Haizhu, you just leave, why did you disband the hidden guard?"

Wang San sighed, obviously regretting not being a hidden guard, at this moment, two figures passed in front of him.

One of them was dressed normally, he looked like a scholar, the other was much more unbearable, like a beggar with unkempt hair and face, the most eye-catching thing was the sword hanging from his waist.

Although the dynasty did not have a clear prohibition on private individuals carrying swords, except for the guards and officials in the capital, no one else in the capital should wear swords on the streets. Otherwise, they would be punished according to conspiracy. In other words, even some domineering dandies who are used to domineering would not dare to offend easily.

There are very few people like Miss Yan who can beat people with a long gun in the street. The reason why Yan Rongrong can be so "ruthless" is not only because he is the daughter of General Zhenyuan, but also because she has military skills. With the job in hand, even if someone wants to make a fuss about it, he still has no way to start.

"stop!"

For a beggar who dared to bring weapons into Beijing, Wang San would naturally not be polite to him, and stopped him directly.

The beggar stood still and turned to look at the young captain.

Wang San squatted at the gate of the city all afternoon, and found an opportunity to show off his prestige. He stood up and swaggered in front of the other party, saying in an official tone:

"I don't know if the capital doesn't allow you to bring weapons in?"

Although Shen Qianqiu on the side was entering Beijing for the first time, she also knew the rules, so she hurried forward, handed over a bank note with a large denomination in a place where outsiders could not see, and said in a low voice:
"Master, my brother doesn't understand the rules, please forgive me."

Wang San put the bank note into his sleeve calmly, with a smile on his face, very pleased with the behavior of the scholar in front of him.

"In that case, put down your swords and go into the city."

Shen Qianqiu looked at his companion at the side, winking wildly, unexpectedly, the other party seemed blind, ignored him at all, and was about to walk into the city.

The gatekeeper captain's face immediately darkened when he saw this, he stepped forward quickly and put his hand on the opponent's shoulder, and said in a deep voice:
"Your ears are stuffed with donkey hair? Can't hear me..."

In the middle of Wang San's speech, he suddenly stopped talking, only to see that "beggar" turned his head and was staring at him coldly.

"Wang... Wang..."

Wang San turned pale with shock, obviously recognized the other party.

"Keep quiet."

Wang Gangquan spoke in a cold voice, and the other party nodded dully.

The scholar at the side was about to go forward to report his family to save the siege, but he saw the domineering captain, like an eggplant beaten by frost, retreated a few steps in embarrassment, and said nothing, as if nothing had happened.

The scholar was surprised, and turned his head to look, only to find that the guy who walked with him left without looking back, and the sword on his waist never moved from the beginning to the end.

"It's really weird." The scholar muttered, and hurried to catch up with him.

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"My lord, why didn't you stop him?"

After the two left, a soldier stepped forward and asked.

"Stop it, you don't want to live anymore?"

Wang San was frustrated by the other party just now, and his anger has not yet been straightened out, so his attitude is not much better now.

That subordinate was also smart, and he immediately recalled it, and asked in a low voice:
"My lord, who was that just now?"

Wang San let out a long breath, and said in a voice that only two people could hear:
"My lord."

"My lord?"

Although the soldiers were suspicious, they didn't dare to ask any more questions. Now there is only one prince left in the entire dynasty, and this meeting should still contain Xichi in the northwest.

Where did this prince come from?Could it be the county king of some inconspicuous place?
Wang San looked at the direction of Wang Bingquan's departure, worried.

The last time the second prince went to Beijing, he made half of the capital go crazy, and just half a year after he left the city, he led his troops back to fight back. The eighth prince will come to Beijing now, so what else is he going to do?

"The sky is going to change again!" Wang San murmured, and was immediately taken aback, "Hey, why did I say again?"

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Wang Gingquan walked along the street, behind him was Mr. Shen, who was like an idiot.

Ordinarily, after entering the city, he should go to his cousin, but he couldn't hold back his curiosity, he had to find out what Wang Gangquan said to the captain just now, after hesitating again and again, Shen Qianqiu said:

"Dare to ask Hero Wang, why was the captain so afraid of you just now?"

"You read it wrong." Wang Gangquan returned lightly.

"I read it wrong?" Shen Qianqiu was taken aback when he heard this.

Thinking about it again, how could a court military officer be afraid of a knight-errant?It must be my own dazzled.

Thinking of this, Shen Qianqiu thought of saying goodbye, but before he could speak, he saw the other party walking straight towards a fortune teller.

The fortune teller set up a stall at the corner of the street. He was wearing a purple and gold Taoist robe, which was very eye-catching. The cloth banner leaning against the wall next to him had four big characters written on it, "By order to open a hexagram". seal.

"Such a big breath?"

Shen Qianqiu couldn't help being a little surprised.

When he walked in and took a closer look, he was even more speechless. The inconspicuous seal on the streamer clearly read "Private Seal of Emperor Shun".

"The emperor's feet are so blatant, isn't he tired of working?"

Even if he was killed, he would not believe that a street fortune-teller could have any friendship with today's world.

Just when Shen Qianqiu was in doubt, Warlock noticed them and raised his head. When his gaze passed over the man dressed as a beggar, his expression immediately became surprised.

"A Yue?"

The old Taoist subconsciously looked at the other party carefully, but then he was taken aback for a moment, and then his face was full of shock, "Wang... lord?!"

The man in front of him was the one he had seen in Longqi Bay, but the simplicity in his eyes was gone, replaced by coldness and gloom.

"It was you who revealed my whereabouts to Wang Bingde?"

The man said hoarsely.

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(End of this chapter)