surnamed Wang

Chapter 654 End
Wang Gangquan's majestic spiritual power poured into the woman's body, but the blood still couldn't stop flowing out. Qiao Qiao's heart was shattered by the firecracker. ooze.

The young sword god came to the side, looked down at the woman whose face was getting paler, and said:

"Give up, you can't save her."

He is a god born in this world, who can perceive the will of Jiuyuan Heaven and Earth. The time for a woman has come, and no matter how hard she tries, it will be futile.

A spirit stone in Wang Gangquan's hand turned into fly ash. While continuing to maintain the output of spiritual power, he raised his head with red eyes and said:

"I am a cultivator who transforms spirits. The exercises I practice outside the territory are not under the jurisdiction of this place. If I can't even save a mortal, then what's the use of cultivating the Tao?"

As he said that, a light flashed in his palm, and an extra fairy fruit appeared.

This fruit is an extremely common thing in the Spiritual Rhyme Sect, but to ordinary people, it is no less than a panacea for bringing the dead back to life.

The woman's eyes were slightly closed and her teeth were clenched tightly, exhaling more air than inhaling, obviously inedible. Wang Bingquan gathered the spiritual energy in his palm and refined the essence of the fairy fruit.

Accompanied by a burst of extremely rich aroma, the fist-sized fairy fruit gradually condensed into a drop of golden liquid. The liquid contained a rich breath of life. Just smelling it, you will feel refreshed.

He dripped the liquid into the woman's lips, and the latter instinctively sucked and swallowed it. After a while, a tenacious vitality flowed in the woman's body, and the broken heart immediately showed signs of healing.

"thump!"

A dull heartbeat resounded, making Wang Bingquan look happy, and the young sword god next to him couldn't help showing surprise, the dead air on the woman's face was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone in the square was shocked by this scene. With a wave of Wang Gingquan's hand, the two disappeared completely. The young sword god touched his chin and thought for a moment, and then his figure disappeared.

……

The next day, the emperor took the initiative to go to the court for the first time. Although he would still say absurd words like "why not eat minced meat" at the court meeting, his attitude was much more correct and he was willing to listen carefully to his opinions.

After finally surviving the morning court, he just returned to the bedroom when he saw a scene that made him shudder—the guy who disappeared with Princess Tian yesterday was standing in front of him at this moment.

Hearing the sound, Wang Bingquan turned around and said with a smile on his face:
"Your Majesty, you just came back to rest after the morning court, are you exhausted?"

"Big...you are so bold, why do you dare to come back?" Wang Wanzhen took a step back, ready to run away at any time.

Wang Gangquan smiled slightly, sat directly on the dragon couch, stared at the other side and said:
"Why, plan to be a good emperor?"

The young man straightened up and said:

"What's with you?"

"Listen to my advice, you are not that material."

"Joke, whether I can do it or not, do you have the final say on it?"

Wang Gangquan was not annoyed, he crossed his hands on his chest, and said with a smile:

"Let me ask you, as an emperor, how many things do you have to do in a day?"

The young man thought for a while, and said:

"Get up at Yinshi, wash and wash, attend the morning court at Maoshi, and then..."

He stopped when he said this, because after that, he would go back to the palace to play with the concubines, and this kind of thing is definitely not what a serious emperor should do.

Wang Gangquan took over the words and said:
"After that, the emperor generally needs to discuss state affairs with several important ministers in the imperial study, and then he can have breakfast, review the documents for the whole morning, take a break at noon, continue to deal with official documents in the afternoon, and wait until dinner before pampering your harem. "

The young man blushed with embarrassment at what the other party said, and said in a deep voice:

"You can't demand every emperor with the standard of a diligent king."

Hearing this, Wang Gangquan couldn't help laughing out loud, stood up and said:

"Co-authoring is in your heart, this is diligence? Let me tell you, it is far from enough!

When you are dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Dream with your jade body in your arms, someone is lighting up the lamp to review the memorial. When you are lying in bed because of a typhoid fever, some people still don’t forget to worry about the country even if they cough up blood.

How do you think the world of the Wang family came to be?If there were no kings who never dared to slack off for a moment for the country and the people, how could Guozuo stand still for 400 years, resting on the credits of the ancestors, and you are ashamed to say that you were born an emperor? "

While Wang Gangquan was speaking, he pressed on step by step, but the young man in front rarely retreated.

When the two were close at hand, looking at each other's slightly disappointed eyes, somehow, a strong self-blame emerged from the bottom of the young man's heart, and he asked like a ghost:

"What do you want me to do?"

"Give way to the eldest princess."

"Did she let you come?"

Wang Gangquan shook his head, turned his back and said:
"Maybe you will be a good emperor, but today's court can't wait, and neither can the people. Today there is a Wei, Jin and Tang, and tomorrow there will be a second one. The wall is overthrown and everyone pushes it. If you don't make a move to rejuvenate, you will die." The last monarch of the royal family."

Hearing that the other party belittled himself so much, the young man frowned dissatisfiedly and said:

"What if I don't want to?"

"I'm not asking for your opinion, but to inform you."

"Heh, so what is the difference between forcing me to abdicate and seeking power to usurp the throne?"

"The difference is that I will give you face now, and if you don't accept it, I will help you face it."

As Wang Gingquan said, he suddenly turned around and raised his finger to the sky outside the house. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds and dragons chanted. The young man looked out the window in amazement, and said with trembling lips:

"Are you threatening me?"

"Look carefully, this is the dragon spirit of the Wang family. You can ask Qin Tianjian to see if the dragon spirit is willing to be attached to you, or is it more inclined towards Wang Wanyue."

Under the power of the king, where Qin Tianjian is needed to observe, the purple gold in the direction of Yuanning Palace can be seen with the naked eye. In contrast, the dragon energy in the Yangxin Palace is loose and thin.

The young emperor staggered back a few steps, looked at the sky and said in a daze:
"Is it really God's will?"

……

Just after the Spring Festival, news came out of the palace that the emperor was seriously ill. Within a few days, the young emperor passed away. Since he had no children, the throne was logically inherited by the eldest princess Wang Wanyue.

As the first empress of the dynasty, she encountered a lot of resistance at first, but several officials guarding one side suddenly returned to Beijing to congratulate the new emperor on her enthronement, suppressing all the opposing voices in the court.

Looking at Yan Guang, Song Xun and others who were respectfully saluting below, the empress Wanyue was full of doubts. After the enthronement ceremony, she hurried to the side of Wang Gangquan, who was joking with several generals, and greeted them softly. A few words, take it aside, and get straight to the point:

"Mister persuaded the emperor to step aside?"

"Yes." Wang Gangquan didn't intend to hide it.

"How did sir do it?"

"Of course it's based on emotion and reason. Your brother is very knowledgeable about current affairs... in general."

Naturally, Wang Wanyue didn't believe his nonsense, but she didn't delve into it, and asked instead:
"Sir, do you really think that Wanyue is qualified for the post of emperor?"

"Whether you are competent or not depends on your majesty, but for Zhao, this is the best result. I know that your majesty has many questions in mind, so I will tell you together.

It is true that Yan Guang and Song Xun are Luan Guards, and I do control the Luan Guard Order. Zhao knows that His Majesty has been secretly investigating Luan Guards, and wants to take them back for his own use, but since Wandi, Luan Guards have only been loyal to the state common people.

This time we are standing on your side, which shows that you are a king worthy of entrustment. If nothing else, just look at the three hundred heads that His Majesty raised earlier, all of them have great talents. , I really admire it. "

The woman's vermilion lips parted slightly when she heard the words, a little unbelievable.In recent years, she has sent a lot of talents to various prefectures and counties openly and secretly, and fabricated a huge backing for them. Presumably these people will skyrocket in the future, and within ten years, the court will change.

Wang Gangquan drank the last sip of wine, seeing that it was getting late, he said:

"I have sent Luan Guards to escort the generals who colluded with Wei, Jin and Tang to Beijing. The Shen family and the Qiao family are not deeply involved this time. Let Zhao beg for them. I hope His Majesty will give them a lighter punishment."

"Since Mr. Zhao has spoken, Wanyue will definitely show mercy."

"In that case, Zhao will retire first."

Wang Gingquan cupped his hands, turned and left, Wang Wanyue reached out her hand to hold her back, but found that there was no trace of the other party, as if she had never appeared from the beginning to the end.

……

In a teahouse in the capital city, a young man was telling a story he had arranged vividly. After a paragraph ended, the house was full of applause, and the young man counted the rewards until his hands cramped. At this moment, a burly man stepped forward, pressed a few copper coins on the table and said:
"Sui Maiyang?"

"Exactly, what advice does this uncle have?"

"By the order of Venerable Luanwei, we are here to inform you that Sui Maiyang was exceptionally adopted by Luanwei, code-named Big Goose."

After the burly man finished speaking, he turned and left. The young man was stunned for a while, and finally came to his senses and ran out with excitement on his face.

……

At the Caishi entrance west of the capital, there were crowds of people. On the execution platform in the middle, a white-faced, beardless middle-aged man was kneeling in the center with disheveled hair. A group of people happened to pass by. The leader was curious when he saw this lively scene, and asked the fellow officials:
"Master Zhou, is this a happy event?"

"Oh, the prince doesn't know something. The person on the stage is named Wei Jintang, who was the eunuch who held the pen in the dynasty. He was ordered to be beheaded by His Majesty for committing crimes to deceive the emperor."

While speaking, the executioner had already cut off the middle-aged man's neck and threw it on the ground, and then Mou raised the knife with all his might, and the blood spurted several feet high, and the head of Mr. Dou fell to the ground. The humble man's face immediately became a little ugly.

"Prince, are you alright?" the reception official asked with concern.

"It's okay, let's go to the palace and face the saint."

……

In the prison of Shuntian Mansion, Wang Tian was holding a bowl of clear noodles with little water and devouring them. The middle-aged prisoner next to him said with a smile on his face:

"My lord, can I add a meal for you?"

As he spoke, he handed over a big black mouse, and the latter slapped it off with a slap, cursing:
"Lao Zihu was bullied by dogs in Pingyang, you will feel better when I go out."

"I'm afraid you won't be able to get out."

After the prisoner finished speaking, he sat down on the haystack beside him. At this time, the prison chief strode over, knocked on the railing and shouted:
"Ugly number C, the Ministry of Criminal Justice reviewed your case and found that the sentence was wrong, so you can leave."

The middle-aged prisoner got up and patted his butt, muttering:
"My lord only realized that I was wrongly sentenced after he was sent to prison. What did you do?"

"Where is there so much nonsense, can you go?" the cell boss asked impatiently.

"Let's go, let's go." The middle-aged man responded with a hippie smile, looked back at Wang Yi, shook his head and walked out.

"Brother Prison Chief, when will you let me go?" the sloppy-dressed young man put down his bowl and chopsticks, and asked in front of the iron bars.

"How do little people like us know this? It's likely to send you to the army, but the princess has already taken care of it, so you won't suffer much."

The head of the cell locked the cell door again, leaving Wang Yi sitting alone on the ground in a daze.

……

Five hundred miles to the north of the capital, a young man sat cross-legged in the air with a long sword on his back, chewing the dogtail grass in his mouth boredly. At this moment, a figure appeared in his sight.

The latter was also taken aback when he saw the young man, and said doubtfully:
"Why are you here?"

"You're leaving, don't you want me to see you off?"

"Got it figured out? Want to go to Sanxian Island with me?"

The young man shook his head, "No, I am the sword god, born in this land, I should bless one side with blessings. By the way, did you say goodbye to someone?"

"Who?"

"That princess, did you leave without saying a word?"

"Human beings have different paths, she almost died because of me, meeting may not be a good thing."

"Unfortunately it's too late."

After the young swordsman finished speaking, Wang Bingquan suddenly noticed something, turned around with an unbelievable expression on his face, there was a pretty woman standing behind him, but this place was in the middle of the sky...

"How do you..."

"You don't need to transfer your aura to her in the stage of transformation into a god, plus a fairy fruit. Now she is one catastrophe away from the golden core stage. You also know how strict the punishment for traitors is in this world. If you don't want her to die in the thunder calamity , it’s best to take it with you and leave.”

Wang Gangquan stared blankly at the woman smiling at him, not knowing what to do for a while.

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　This volume is over...

　　
　
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