surnamed Wang

Chapter 140 The Most Ruthless Imperial Family
When the wine was full, Sheng Endi suddenly stopped the wine glass and said seriously:

"Quan'er, there's no need for you to share my worries, although this matter is a bit tricky, it's not impossible to deal with it.

In the northeast of my dynasty, there is the Taligan Dusi, which is guarded by General Zhenyuan’s strict army. In the west, Pulanwei has your fifth brother. In the north, in addition to Yan Hanhai, who is in charge of [-] elite cavalry, there is also a Gan family army known for fighting against the North Turkistan.

I don't believe that a mere tens of thousands of Beitu cavalry can cause any trouble. "

Wang Gangquan smiled slightly, and then said:

"Father, you and grandpa both won the world on horseback. In my generation, you can't always sit back and enjoy the success? Besides, didn't I say before that if you can't kill, just replace me come to kill.

Since the Beitu people dared to withdraw 30 cavalry under our noses, they must have come prepared, and they also knew that the dynasty's military deployment was not complete.And my appearance must have been unexpected by them. Not only would I disrupt their plans, but I would also kill the Beitu people, who dared not commit crimes for another [-] years! "

"well said!"

Sheng Endi was also ignited by Wang Gingquan's words, "Since my son is so enlightened, I won't stop you as a father. Don't you want to learn swordsmanship? I will teach you now!"

After finishing speaking, the emperor got up and picked up the Shuanghan on the table.

"Follow me out."

Then Sheng Endi held the sword in his right hand and the wine jar in his left hand, and walked out of the room unsteadily.

Wang Gingquan followed closely behind. He was not eager to learn the sword technique the emperor said, but he was afraid that he would lose his stability and fall.

It's just that the old emperor seems to be unsteady on his feet, but each step seems to have a unique method. Although he is wobbly, he shows no sign of falling down.

Walking to the courtyard, he first raised his head and took a sip of wine, then threw the wine jar, and his momentum suddenly changed.

"Look, this set of swordsmanship is called Jinghong Thirteen Styles, and it was a gift from a friend."

"Jian Yi, Bian Zhou!" With a shout, Wang Bingquan only felt an afterimage flash past, and under the moonlight, the figure of Emperor Sheng En moved.

The Frost Cold Sword came out of its sheath in response. The sword, as its name suggests, shone coldly under the moonlight, which was extremely glaring.

As Sheng Endi turned his wrist, the sharp blade in his hand was sometimes like a straight blade, sometimes like a disc, and sometimes like a flowing arrow. It was originally a dead thing, but it came alive in his hands.

"it is good!"

Wang Gangquan couldn't help applauding from the sidelines, this was one of the few times he praised a person's martial arts.

After performing all the twelve moves, Sheng Endi suddenly put his sword back into its sheath.

"Quan'er, remember, the next thirteen moves are the truly secret killer moves!"

After Sheng Endi finished speaking, he hiccupped with the strength of alcohol, and then, his eyes froze, and he opened his mouth to spit out a few words:
"Sword Thirteen, you're worthless!"

Although the name of this style is ordinary, its power is extremely terrifying. I saw a sword qi sweeping across, and the stone table made of marble in the courtyard was cut off in an instant.

Even Wang Gangquan on the side was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time, secretly thinking that his father did have something, no wonder he dared to call himself one of the four masters.

Wang Gingquan, who came back to his senses, looked at Sheng Endi again, only to find that the other party was already leaning under the big tree in the courtyard, and fell asleep soundly.

"This……"

The noise just now had already attracted a large number of guards. Wang Gingquan waved his hand to signal them to disperse. He stepped forward, knelt down beside the old emperor, and asked in a low voice:

"Father, what is your real name?"

Sheng Endi murmured in his sleep, "The real name is... Wang Erniu."

"puff!"

Wang Gangquan quickly covered his mouth, he guessed for a long time, but he didn't think about it.

That's right, my grandfather Wang Mu is a mud-legged person, and he may not be able to read or write, so it is naturally impossible to come up with any elegant name.

Putting a coat on the old man, Wang Gingquan ordered Xiao Chunzi who was at the side to take care of him, and gave some precautions during his absence, and he went out of the palace directly after finishing these tasks.

When the early morning light fell, Wang Gangquan was already three hundred miles west of the capital.

At this moment, he seemed to have changed his face. It was the disguise mask that Xiao Chunzi gave him before leaving.

Looking back at the mountains bathed in the sun, Wang Gangquan turned his horse's head and rode towards the northwest.

At this time, yin and yang were alternating, there was darkness in front of him, and sunshine behind him.

A young man in white rides a white horse and carries a white sword, and staged a performance of riding a horse and drinking the west wind.

……

Thinking of this, Wang Pingquan's eyes flickered, and he withdrew his thoughts.

A few days later, the day before Sheng Endi's burial, Wang Gangquan came to the royal ancestral hall.

He looked at the coffin placed in the hall, feeling mixed feelings in his heart, and finally, he stretched out his hand and placed it on top of the coffin.

As everyone knows, a month ago, at the same place, Sheng Endi, who was still in the world, was also gently stroking the coffin of the Empress Dowager just like Wang Gangquan is now.

……

"The most ruthless imperial family."

This is written in the last letter left by the queen mother to Sheng Endi.

She knew that it was Shengendi who wanted her to die, so she hated him. Her hatred for him did not last for a day or two, nor did it last for a year or two.

She hated the cruel husband who left her behind when the child was born, and hated the cruel father who chose to leave the rivers and lakes instead of returning to take a look at the child even though he had won the war.

It has been three years since he left, and she has endured too much as a woman.

Although the queen mother is a spy of the enemy country, she could have chosen not to be that spy. It is precisely because of what Sheng Endi did that she made her choice later.

Now, with a three-foot white silk hanging above her head, she has no regrets at all, she does not regret everything she has done, nor does she regret the murder of the royal heir, because that man deserves all of this.

Has he ever had real feelings for himself?Have you ever really cared about yourself?

She would rather be that country girl who can often appear in his dreams and whispers than the empress dowager who rules the harem.

Although the heavens treated her well, a princess from a declining dynasty, a princess who was trapped among refugees and was worse than refugees, finally reversed her fate and became a queen mother who was under one person and above tens of thousands.

But the price is her lifetime happiness.

Did she have any real feelings for Sheng Endi?Probably only she knows.During countless difficult nights, she would always think of this man who was supposed to be her enemy for no reason.

……

The most bitter thing in the world is not Coptis chinensis, but the heart of a deep palace woman.

Even though she is already a queen, she still cannot escape the power struggle. How many of the concubines in the harem truly admire her?It's not all trying to compete for favor in front of the emperor, hoping to replace her as the queen one day.

She didn't want to earn money, but the less she earns, the more others think she is easy to bully.

She has the will not to admit defeat in her bones, because if she loses, she will be lost forever, and even staying by that man's side has become a luxury.

She was not a tough and strong-tempered person, but she was born in this bloodless battle, and she was tempered to the point of killing people without blood.

After thinking about this, the Queen Mother resolutely went to Huangquan after leaving a last letter to her husband and son.

She wrote nearly ten thousand words eloquently in the letter to her son.

But for the husband who has raised his eyebrows for more than [-] years, she didn't even bother to write ten words, leaving only one sentence at the end: "The most ruthless is the emperor's family".

Touching the coffin, Sheng Endi's eyes couldn't help moistening, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything in the end, leaving only a long sigh, just like Wang Quanquan at this time.

(End of this chapter)