surnamed Wang

It was already evening when Wang Gangquan returned to the palace. After dinner, he came to the courtyard alone, lay down on the rocking chair with his eyes closed, and recalled the recent events along the way.

The demon Fuzi hadn't appeared since the last time he missed. With his sky-high cultivation and ruthless style, he didn't need to worry about anything at all, and it was absolutely impossible for him to let himself go just like that. It has something to do with the injury he suffered thousands of years ago.

Aconite's body was destroyed, and a strand of remnant soul fled to this world. Although he escaped the hunt, the will of this world is too strong. It will not exceed Jindan.

The aura in this world is thin, and Wang Bingquan barely cultivated to the golden core by relying on the aura in the jade pendant. It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. Even if Aconite is a generation of arrogance, her cultivation may not be as tyrannical as she was back then, maybe not as good as herself.

In this way, the reason why he performed dream killing is most likely because this technique relies more on the soul than the body. His soul is still a strong golden core, but the body is not necessarily so.

Thinking of this, Wang Gangquan's mood suddenly brightened. If he can find the other party now, all problems can be solved, but since he hides and refuses to come out, then he should not look for trouble, just wait for the master to come to rescue the soldiers.

……

The more Wang Gangquan thought about it, the happier he became. He patted the armrest of the chair for the last time, opened his eyes and said excitedly:
"Hey, I'm so smart."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his eyes, he found old man Jiang sitting opposite him, staring at him meaningfully.

The old man smiled and said:
"Boy Wang, what good things are you thinking of? Could it be the marriage with the girl from the Nanmen family?"

Why did this come back?
Wang Gingquan fell on the chair, his face was vicissitudes, and his demeanor and movements were a bit older than the old man opposite him.

"Old Jiangtou, if you have nothing to do, go out for a walk and find a wife for Jiang Xiucheng. If you can't find it, you can find him a grandma. Don't make trouble with me all day long?"

Jiang Xiuye ​​has long been used to the other party's nonsense, and still said with a smile:
"What's wrong, did you two blow it?"

"The two of us never succeeded." Wang Gangquan closed his eyes again, "You still claim to be a contemporary Wolong, don't you know anything about this?"

The old man stroked his beard, calmly said:

"This old man has always insisted that children and grandchildren have their own blessings. This kind of thing will not be too involved, but there is one thing that this old man knows better than you."

"what's up?"

"About the eldest son of the Nanmen family."

Hearing this, Wang Gangquan opened his eyes and straightened up.

He knew old man Jiang very well. Every time the other party came to him, it was either to grab a meal or to eat and drink, or there was something really important.

……

The old man was very satisfied with Wang Gangquan's reaction, stroked his beard and said:

"Let me tell you what you think of Nanmen Huoxin first."

Wang Gingquan thought for a moment, then said slowly:

"You must know what happened in the capital recently. I have been suspicious of him for a long time, but I have not been able to find evidence. It just so happened that he blocked the second young master of the Ji family today, so I went to the south gate because of this matter. Government.…

Nanmen Huo Xin told me his plan. This guy is indeed a city man. Not only does he want to win the position of Patriarch, but he also wants to suppress other brothers.

I also know that based on my identity, it's not realistic to want to make friends who don't want to be friends, but when I first started to doubt him, he couldn't wait to tell the whole truth, it's too coincidental. "

Jiang Xiuye ​​nodded and said noncommittally:

"His reason is unassailable."

At this moment, Wang Gangquan changed the subject:

"But compared to him, I am more interested in you. How do you know these things, and why can you see that there is something wrong with Huo Xin at the South Gate? Could it be that you can figure it out?"

The old man showed an unfathomable smile, took a sip of tea, narrowed his eyes and said:
"Do you think that I am a vertical and horizontal faction, and I really rely on one person's strategy? Since ancient times, who has achieved great things, but who has fought alone?"

"That's right." Wang Gingquan groped his chin, "You can find a helper in an unfamiliar place like the capital?"

"It's true that there are helpers, but I didn't find them myself, but left them behind."

"You mean Lu Feng?" Wang Bingquan was surprised.

Jiang Xiuye's old face, which was still smiling, revealed a dark look at this moment, and said slowly:
"You must know his past."

Wang Qingquan nodded and said:
"Back when Beiyuan was destroyed, most of Beiyuan's old officials withdrew to the grassland where Dayan's family was stationed, but Lu Feng, who was of royal blood, stayed on his own, hoping to restore the country in the future.

This old man is very tolerant. He has been hiding under the eyes of my Wang family for so many years. Still left such a hand. "

The old man sighed, looked up at the osmanthus tree in the courtyard and said:

"The two of us brothers and sisters did not fight to the death like the former strategists did, but in the end he still chose Emperor Shun, and I chose you. Perhaps this is God's will."

"Can you put it another way, make it look like a big girl is looking for a husband."

The old man smiled and said:
"We people, no matter how outsiders praise us, whether it's Wushuang national scholars or Wang Zuozhi's talents, in the end, we can't rely on you emperors and princes.

Some of them are for the eternal fame, and some are for the glory and wealth. Without exception, they are rare smart people in the world.But in the end, on the contrary, he couldn't bear to get what he got, and finally ended up like a dead dog. "

Upon hearing the words, Wang Gangquan did not speak out to appease his counselors like other high-ranking people, but said with a playful smile:

"Old Jiangtou, why are you hurting the spring and the autumn? This is not like your character. You don't know that I never had the ambition to be an emperor, let alone kill a donkey like others."

The old man finally pulled a smile on his twisted face, and said with emotion:
"The old man's vision of seeing people can't be wrong, and I also know that you Wang boy is not the kind of ungrateful person, just talking about the old man, I can't help but feel a little sad. Junior brother, he has been dormant in the capital for so many years, and he owes Dong Hanwen a favor. , he exchanged his own life for Pan Yuanzheng's life, both of them are rare talents in the world, and they are worth it."

"In this case, Mr. Lu should have transferred his influence in the capital to you long ago. Why didn't I hear you mention it?"

The old man did not answer immediately, but pointed to the cup on the table, Wang Quanquan rolled his eyes, and refilled it tactfully.

……

The old man glanced at Wang Bingquan, sighed and said:

"If you are interested in the throne, it is absolutely impossible for the old man to tell you about it. You are good at living in the country, but it is not so interesting to fight in the country. You can do a lot of dirty work by holding your nose. It's just that later It is bound to regret it, so the old man has long planned to do it for him.

It’s just that after getting in touch with you for so long, I found that your teacher, Mr. Liu Ge, said it well, you are really a pile of mud, not to mention hanging on the wall, and it’s too thin to grow vegetables. "

Perhaps the old man's mouth was dry from scolding, so he picked up the tea and blew on it, and took a sip slowly. Wang Gangquan was scolded for no reason, but he was not annoyed, as if nothing had happened, and he refilled the tea for the other party with a playful smile.