surnamed Wang

Chapter 143 Old people are not old

Another month has passed.

There is a separate room in the Thousand Buddha Hall, which was originally prepared for the Empress Dowager who was still alive at that time, but unfortunately it was not used in the end, and now it is the residence of Wang Gangquan. He has lived in this small room for a month.

During this month, he got up early every day to clean the Buddhist hall, and then inserted three sticks of incense in front of many spiritual tablets, including the emperor Wang Mu, the empress dowager Wang Shi and Sheng Endi, the empress dowager and several others. Royal member.

Among them were the two princes who fought against Emperor Shengen back then, but failed in the end and caused their deaths.

The fourth prince, Wang Bingzhen, was stripped of his title of prince and demoted to a commoner. Even if he died in battle, he still couldn't enter the ancestral hall.

Thinking of this, Wang Gingquan couldn't help sighing, wondering how the Hongxing mother and son are doing now.

When Wang Bingxuan died, Wang Bingquan had promised him that he would take good care of his son. Counting it now, the child should be three years old, and he was old enough to call him daddy.

"It seems that in the future, there will be a chance for this child to recognize his ancestors."

Wang Gangquan said to himself, he is not a person who likes to be sentimental, but he must do what he promises.

After inserting all the new incense in the incense burner, Xiaochunzi also brought the meals on time, which were light food like rice and vegetables.

Wang Gangquan was a staunch atheist before, but later even he himself started to practice, and this belief naturally collapsed.

In line with the purpose of rather believable, he was quite honest during his stay in the Thousand Buddha Hall, and he did not do anything like eat roasted whole lamb.

"Don't you want to eat?"

Wang Gingquan broke off a piece of steamed bun and handed it to Xiao Chunzi, who shook his head, "Return to Your Highness, I have already eaten it."

"What do you eat?"

While talking, Wang Gingquan gobbled up the vegetables and gnawed on the steamed buns.

"Return to Your Highness, let's eat roast duck."

"..." The steamed buns in his mouth suddenly tasted bad.

After breakfast, Wang Bingquan came to the courtyard as usual and started his daily exercise.

The last time he was injured, he lay on the bed for a month. Although Xiao Chunzi helped him move his muscles and bones, it still had an impact, and he lost a lot of weight. Fortunately, although his cultivation base was abolished, the physical body that had been trained with spiritual power before It's not that much of a step back, and it's not a problem to lift a hundred and eighty catties with one hand.

Wang Qingquan asked Xiaochunzi to bring two [-]-jin stone locks, one in each hand, and practiced for half a day every day.

Just when he was about to lift the stone lock with all his energy, he heard a voice suddenly beside his ear: "Brother Wang, help!"

The voice was loud but not too loud, but it was so sudden and resentful that it could give people goosebumps in broad daylight.

Wang Gangquan lost his cultivation base, and the spiritual detection that can cover 200 meters also failed. Hearing this voice at first, he felt that he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. He fell to the ground with a bang, Hao Xuan didn't lose his waist.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Wang Gangquan kicked his leg, and the person who came was none other than Liu Luming, who had been at peace for a long time.

Liu Luming patted the footprints on his buttocks, and he didn't look angry at all. Instead, he rubbed Wang Gangquan's shoulders with a smile on his face, and he didn't forget to flatter him while rubbing:

"Brother Wang was born with supernatural power, no wonder he was able to repel hundreds of soldiers by himself."

Wang Gingquan gave him a blank look and ignored him. This was the fifth time Liu Luming came to him this month.

This guy usually stays at home, and Wang Gingquan always went to find him, but these days I don't know what kind of trouble he has, he comes here every two days, at first he didn't say anything, just said he wanted to chat.

Seeing that he was not in a hurry, Wang Gingquan himself was even less in a hurry, every time he poured tea for the other party and chatted about things.

Not long after Liu Luming persisted, the fox's tail couldn't hide anymore, saying that he wanted Wang Gingquan to do him a small favor.

Wang Gangquan also knew that this guy was not a beggar, so he agreed casually, but this guy had to go further and insisted on making him swear, Wang Gangquan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he just swore an oath.

But when Liu Luming told the whole story, Wang Gangquan's face turned green.

About half a month ago, when Liu Luming went out to buy materials for experiments, he heard the owner of the booth next to him fooling people:

"Miss, I see that you are from a rich family. Why do you have such poisonous eyes? Let me tell you, if you search all over the capital, you will not be able to find a second one that is as good-looking. That's why I saw you. I’m willing to take it out, if it’s someone else, I’m afraid they won’t have the blessing to look at it.”

This is too blowing!

Liu Luming couldn't help but slander, and then turned his head to look over.

I saw a woman wearing a gold silk embroidered skirt, picking things in front of a stall. At this time, the woman was holding a fan in her hand, while the peddler on the opposite side was talking in vernacular.

Xu Shi saw that the other party had said so much, and the woman was really embarrassed not to buy it, so she said softly, "Boss, I want this, how much is it?"

The peddler immediately smiled when he heard the words, rolled his eyes and said, "Not much, only 20 taels of silver."

What the hell?
Liu Luming has seen black ones before, but he has never seen such black ones. You know, he, the director of an eighth-rank ordnance factory, only has 15 taels of silver a month, and dare to ask for 20 taels for this broken fan?

Unexpectedly, the young lady ordered to the servant on the side: "Xiaoqing, pay."

The peddler on the opposite side saw that the other party was so rich, and he regretted that he had less money just now. He quickly picked up a purse and said:
"Don't worry, Miss, please take a look at this purse again. Take a look at this embroiderer. It was embroidered by a famous master in Pingjiang. Look at this mandarin duck, how vivid it is. It's not expensive, only ten taels of silver."

"This……"

The woman wanted to refuse, but she was a little embarrassed, and her face was a little embarrassed for a while.

"What is it? It's embroidered like a quail. If you dare to ask for ten taels."

At this time, Liu Luming on the side finally couldn't stand it anymore. He didn't want to care about this matter, but the behavior of the peddler with a sheep is really a bit deceptive.

"Hey, who are you, what does this have to do with you?"

Seeing someone disturbing, the hawker who was determined to win immediately gave up, rolled up his sleeves, and obviously wanted to do something.

Although this peddler looks like an ordinary peddler, he has an amazing brother-in-law.

His brother-in-law is a Pingzhang political official of the first rank in the current dynasty. Although he is over 50 years old, he is old-hearted, and he just takes a fancy to a girl who is younger than his daughter.

These days, old couples and young wives are not ashamed, only those who are powerless and powerless are ashamed. The peddler even thinks that he is a high-ranking man. Without saying a word, he married a young girl in her early twenties to an old man as a concubine.

The girl was also upbeat, and gave birth to a fat boy for this Pingzhang political official in the second year of her marriage.

As a result, the girl's status in her husband's family naturally rose accordingly.

And just this year, there was another good news from the imperial court, saying that a certain first-rank university scholar was about to retire soon, and this Pingzhang Political Councilor would be the No. 1 candidate to replace him.

It is true that life is proud.

Although the high official has been reluctant to admit this poor relative, but he can't stand the wind blowing in his ears, which makes the peddler even more lawless.

(End of this chapter)