surnamed Wang

In the private room on the third floor of the Yanque Building, four men were seated separately. Today, Wang Gangquan was the host, cleaning up the dust for this brother-in-law who had just returned to Beijing.

If it was just him and his son-in-law, Lian Li, they might have been silent for a while, but Liu Luming and Jiang Xiucheng happened to be present, and Wang Gingquan was not a stingy person, so they called them together.

Jiang Xiucheng and Liu Luming were serious and upright officials, and all their salaries were spent on family expenses, not a dime more, and today they were paid off by the consort's honor to eat, and it was considered a crime.

Seeing that the two of them were in a hurry to eat, Wang Gingquan didn't show too much politeness, and took the lead in moving his chopsticks. He unceremoniously grabbed a lamb chop from Liu Luming, then stuffed it into his mouth under the resentful eyes of the other party, and said vaguely :
"I heard that Lian Ma has made a lot of noise in Zhongzhou this time, is it convenient for Fang to tell us?"

As the ancients said, "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep", on the wine table, no one will always abide by it.

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Liu Luming on the side pulled a chicken leg and echoed:
"I've also heard that rumors have been raging in the capital recently. There are very few people among the common people who do not praise Lian Langguan. They say that you eliminate harm for the people. You are a rare good official in the 30 years since the founding of the dynasty. Those who don't scold the son-in-law, say it is..."

Before Liu Luming could finish speaking, Wang Gingquan kicked him directly under the table, "It's enough to talk about compliments. Are you really planning to repeat those dog barks to dirty our ears?"

"Oh."

Liu Luming obediently stuffed the chicken leg into his mouth without saying a word.

Lian Li on the opposite side smiled slightly and said calmly:
"It doesn't matter if you say it out, I just need an excuse to impeach them, gossip in private, although this crime is not serious, but if it really comes to His Majesty, it will be enough to talk about it for a while."

The other three people were all taken aback when they heard the words, they didn't expect that this son-in-law looked gentle and elegant, how could he be a person who must take revenge?
Seeing the smile on the corner of the other party's mouth, Wang Gangquan was the first to react, and laughed loudly:
"This is polite. Talking about Lian Ma behind his back is tantamount to criticizing our royal family. If it is the king, he must first be contemptuous of the imperial power, and then he will be bullying and disrespectful."

In terms of hating, Wang Gangquan has never been convinced by anyone.

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A few people chatted while eating, Lian Li and Jiang Xiucheng were naturally discussing the current literary world and the current court situation, while Wang Bingquan and Liu Luming were not so elegant, they were basically chatting and spanking.

After all, one is a prince, and no matter how the government changes, it won't affect him, so don't worry about it. As for the other, he doesn't understand at all. He can survive in the treacherous and ever-changing officialdom until today because of his strong backing. .

The meal ended quickly during the conversation between several people. When Wang Gingquan and Liu Luming were lying by the window looking at the girl, Lian Li got up to say goodbye. Wang Gingquan knew that the brother-in-law was in a hurry to go home to see the princess, so he didn't ask him to stay. He said, "Next time I have time to visit the princess mansion", and bid farewell to the other party.

After Lian Li left, Wang Bingquan turned his head to look at the young Jiang Xiucheng, and said with a half-smile:
"Great Talent Jiang, how about it, do you have the confidence to replace him?"

The young man frowned slightly when he heard the words, and after a while he said thoughtfully:

"Ten years, after ten years, it is still unknown who will win the battle."

The smile on Wang Gangquan's face gradually grew stronger, and he teased:
"You're not very young, and your tone is not young. I thought you could say 'two or thirty years', but after only ten years, you can't wait to shoot the other party to death on the beach.

Old Jiangtou said that you are not sharp enough, I think he is definitely old and dizzy, you boy can't wait to poke a hole in the sky, but I have to advise you, your brother is too sharp, it is like courting death, you need to think twice And for.

How many people have you seen in history who became famous at a young age and died well?Most of them offended many people with their modest arrogance, were excluded and suppressed and could not be reused, and finally died in depression. "

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Wang Gangquan's words made the young man silent for a long time, and after a long time, the other party said:

"That's 20 years."

Wang Gangquan nodded in satisfaction, "You can teach a child, but you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

Liu Luming pretended to listen for a long time, then suddenly interrupted:
"Is there some tofu for this meal?"

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In a small county in Bashu, one old and one young walked along the street.

The old man had a goatee, only half of his gray hair had fallen out, and it was so sparse that he could hardly hold a hairpin.

The old man was dressed in plain clothes, and he looked no different from ordinary old people, except for the untimely broken sword on his waist, which was a bit eye-catching.

The young one seemed to have never traveled far. He looked here and there, and ran away without paying attention. Compared with the ordinary attire of the old man, the young man was extremely high-profile, with a small body but carrying two sabers. One was wrapped in sackcloth and tied behind the back, and the other was a crudely made wooden sword, hanging directly at the waist.

Seeing that the boy was really out of shape, the old man couldn't help but reminded:

"Mao Wazi, do you want to go to the Tang Sect? According to your way of walking, even if you go to tomorrow, you will not see the shadow of the Tang Sect."

The boy looked back at the old man and said impatiently:
"What's the reminder, I finally made my way into the rivers and lakes, so I can't have a good time? I heard that the county magistrate here is a famous dog official. It won't be too late for the two of us to go to his house to make him at night, and then go to Tangmen .”

The old and the young are exactly the old sword fairy Ye Jian and the young Hong Mao.

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Ever since Ye Jian finished repaying the favor, he took his grandson out of Beijing, and the two stopped and stopped all the way. In name, they were walking in the rivers and lakes, but in fact it was no different from traveling in mountains and rivers.

Hong Mao's newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, relying on the sword fairy who protects the calf by his side, he took the initiative to provoke Jiangyang robbers and roadblockers several times along the way, and forcibly turned a simple house robbery into a slaughterhouse.

The grandfather and grandson walked along the way, and their worth rose all the way. The two are now at the top of the underworld reward list. Many cottages joined forces to hire experts to intercept and kill the two, but in the end, without exception, there was no return.

Hong Mao is worthy of being the grandson of Sword Immortal. He didn't dare to kill people at first, but after seeing the cruel methods of those bandits robbing and killing merchants and common people, he gradually understood the true meaning of the saying "the rivers and lakes are dangerous". After the bandit did something like that to a young woman, he became even more passionate and removed the entire cottage from the local area.

Half a month later, although the innocent boy was still innocent, there was an indescribable meaning in his eyes. As a person who stepped into the coffin with one foot, Ye Jian naturally understood that his grandson grew up overnight up.

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The grandfather and grandson walked along the road, and the front gradually became lively. Naturally, the young man would not miss this opportunity and plunged into the crowd.

In the middle of the crowd, stood a platform, on which seven or eight people knelt down in a row, their hands were tied behind their necks, and there was a sign with the word "death" on it.

"Excuse me, what happened to them?" Hong Mao asked a kind-looking woman next to him.

Seeing that it was a child who spoke, the woman didn't think much, and said in a low voice:

"Have you offended the county magistrate?"

"Do you want to behead someone who offends the county magistrate?" The young man asked with doubts on his face.

The woman sighed, "I don't know about other places, but here, the magistrate is the sky."

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