surnamed Wang

Chapter 313 Loyalty, Heart

In the middle of the night, Weng and his son-in-law sat at the wine table and drank each other.

Although the meals on the table were simple, they were fresh game that could only be eaten locally, especially one dish of stewed hazel mushrooms with pheasant, which made Wang Lingquan give up the reserve of the prince directly, one chopstick after another, unable to stop.

Yan Jun smiled, took a sip of wine and said:

"Although this place is not as prosperous as the capital city, there are far more rare things in the mountains than the capital city. Wild pheasants, wild mushrooms, and roe deer are almost everywhere.

A few days ago, the brats beat a black blind man and sent me a bear paw and a bear bile. You don’t have to eat the bear paw. I have already used it for drinking, but the wine made from bear bile You can try it. "

As he spoke, the old man filled a glass of wine for the other party.

"Really? Then I'll drink more."

As if he had never seen the world, Wang Gangquan hurriedly drank the wine in the glass before he could swallow the chicken in his mouth.

……

Afterwards, the two began to chat about the major events that happened in Beijing recently. When talking about Pan Yuanzheng, the veteran also sighed:

"Back then we assisted His Majesty together, he was Wen and I was Wu.

At that time, I always looked down on him, and made fun of him as a nerd, saying that he looked gentle on the outside, but in fact he had a bad stomach. Say a word to me.

Since then, he has been good at speaking. Every time we meet, we almost have to hurt each other. Now that he is dead, there are no people who scold me. "

After the old man finished speaking with a little regret, he found that the young man on the opposite side was watching him with a smile on his face. Old Yan Jun blushed, drank the wine in his glass, and sighed with a wry smile:
"When I'm old, I actually have some bullshit feelings for heroes and cherishing heroes."

Wang Gangquan shook his head, "General Yan is serious. You and Prince Pan are the mainstay of the dynasty. It is reasonable for heroes to cherish each other."

Xu was too drunk, the eyes of the old man were not as clear as before, he sighed and continued:

"I used to think that this guy had a lot of minds. He forced his two brothers to death when he just became a vassal king. He was really heartless and unreasonable. It was later revealed that this guy is a rare person who values ​​emotions. On the contrary, our emperor, look It seems to be affectionate, but it is actually more unfeeling than anyone else."

Wang Gangquan smiled wryly, and Yan Jun said leisurely:
"Don't believe me, I dare to say that even in front of him."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he looked sad again, "Unfortunately, these two old guys are dead, and I am the only one left. I don't know who to talk to if I have something to say. There is a saying that Pan Yuanzheng said back then is true, Death on the battlefield is not to be feared, but the death of a hero is to be feared.”

After finishing these words, Yan Jun's originally straight waist seemed to bend a little.

At this moment, the door was opened with a gap, and a small head stuck out from the gap.

"Grandpa, what delicious food do you want to eat?"

The person who came was a boy of four or five years old, with handsome features, Wang Bingquan recognized Yan Hanshan's son at a glance without his father-in-law's introduction.

Yan Jun's originally gloomy face showed joy again after seeing his grandson, he waved and said:

"Zhong'er, come here, grandpa has something delicious to drink."

As he spoke, he raised the wine glass in his hand.

Seeing this, the little guy quickly covered his mouth, and said in a low voice:
"My mother said, don't let me drink."

Yan Jun stared and said:

"How old are you, and you still listen to your mother? How can a man not drink?"

Wang Bingquan at the side couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this, thinking that this is some kind of grandpa.

At this moment, a female voice sounded outside the house:
"Zhong'er, don't disturb grandpa."

"It's okay, let him in."

As Yan Jun said, he went down and picked up his grandson. The woman outside the house who just opened the door couldn't say anything, nodded to Wang Quanquan and closed the door again.

The child named Zhong'er looked at Wang Gangquan curiously, and Yan Jun at the side said:
"Call uncle."

The child was not timid either. After calling "Uncle" generously, he worked hard on the meatballs on the plate.

Yan Jun looked at his grandson lovingly, and said to Wang Quanquan:
"When I was young, my brain was so stubborn that I always wanted to serve the country loyally. I gave birth to seven sons and let them join the army. Now that I am old, I think that peace is a blessing. I know you blame yourself for shaking the mountain, but in the end It's me who should be guilty."

When Yan Jun said this, he looked at his grandson who was looking at him with wide eyes, and said with a smile:

"Zhong'er, go to the kitchen and get us two radishes to relieve our boredom."

"it is good."

The child answered bluntly and jumped out the door. Yan Jun then continued to speak slowly:

"Zhong'er's name was chosen by Shake Mountain, Yan Jinzhong, in order to make me happy.

But every time I see this child, I regret it. If I hadn't forced my son to become a general, Zhong'er would not have lost his father. "

After Yan Jun finished speaking, the two fell silent again.

After a while, the child named "Zhenzhong" came in from the outside again, holding a small white radish in one hand, the little guy was also polite, and handed the bigger one to the guest first.

Wang Gangquan was thinking about the old man's words, so he didn't read carefully, took it dipped in the sauce and put it in his mouth, chewed the whole stick a few times and then swallowed it. At this time, the old man's surprised voice came from the side:

"Zhong'er, where did you get this thing?"

"The kitchen is well hidden." The little guy said braggingly.

Yan Jun looked up quickly, only to see that Wang Gingquan had already swallowed the "radish" that was as thick as a thumb, and there were only a few whiskers left on his hand.

"What's wrong?" Wang Gingquan was puzzled.

"You don't think it tastes right?"

"It's a bit bitter."

Hearing this, Yan Jun raised the thinner "radish" in his hand, and Wang Gangquan's eyes widened when he saw this.

"This is the thousand-year-old ginseng that someone gave me. I usually use it to make ginseng tea. The few whiskers left in your hand are enough to soak for half a month. I don't feel sorry for this thing, but I love you even more."

The old man who met for the first time actually spoke heart-warming words to Wang Gangquan.

"Then...then what will happen to me?" Wang Gangquan also panicked.

"It's okay, just get some nosebleeds from the ignition, and don't want to sleep for another three days and three nights. You are still young and strong, just pay attention in your next life."

The more Yan Jun said, the more evil he became, and after he finished speaking, he put the only remaining precious ginseng into his arms.

……

After dinner, Wang Jingquan sat on the reclining chair in the courtyard, quietly thinking about everything that happened today, he knew that this old general was not as relaxed as he appeared on the surface.

He assisted Sheng Endi to sit on the throne of God, but in turn he would be suspected. The Yan family's mother and daughter were placed under house arrest in the capital, how could he not feel sad?
Yan Hanshan, as the future flag bearer of the Yan family army, was transferred to rehabilitate him, and finally died in a royal battle. The culprit, Wen Fuding, was not only not punished, but became a national teacher instead, how could he not be disappointed?
There is also the death of Pan Yuanzheng. Although he hanged himself, even Wang Gangquan didn't believe the truth, so how could this former veteran believe it?

No matter how loyal a person is, he has to suspect that the Wang family is doing the same thing. After all, it's not like this kind of thing has never been done before.

Wang Gangquan's mind was in a mess, at this moment, he caught a glimpse of Yan Hanshan's wife carrying his son to the side room.

Because of the misfortune he caused just now, the little guy was beaten up, and he was looking at this uncle with a grimace on his face.

The woman obviously also noticed Wang Gingquan, hesitated for a moment, let go of her son, stepped forward and said apologetically:
"My lord, it's all because Zhong'er is ignorant, are you sure you don't need to find a doctor to take a look?"

Wang Gangquan smiled and said:

"Sister-in-law, don't worry too much."

The woman nodded with a smile, leaned forward and left. At this moment, Wang Quanquan's voice came back from behind her:

"Sister-in-law, when I return to the capital, I will take off Wen Fuding's head with my own hands and use it to pay homage to Brother Yan."

The woman turned her head in surprise, and the face of the person behind her was serious.

……

After the white dew, the night is slightly cool.

Wang Gangquan returned to the room, sat cross-legged, and the power of the medicine suppressed by his cultivation gushed out like a flood breaking a dike.

Wang Gangquan's skin was visibly reddened by the naked eye, and traces of white air escaped from the pores, and soon the whole room was filled with fog.

In the master's room not far from here, Yan Jun's face was gloomy and uncertain. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and a woman gently opened the door and walked in.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

"Zhong'er is asleep?"

The woman nodded.

Yan Jun hesitated, and said:

"What do you think about this matter?"

The woman's face was calm, "Daughter-in-law is up to father to make the decision."

Yan Jun sighed, "Let your father stop moving first, since he has made a promise, we will wait and see what happens."

The woman nodded slightly and backed out.

Yan Jun's originally tense expression also relaxed at this moment, and murmured:

"Pan Yuanzheng, is this the master you chose for Luanwei?"

Yan Jun, the well-deserved Eagle of the Dynasty, is also codenamed Eagle in Luanwei.

……

In the guest room, Wang Gingquan, who had been meditating for half an hour, slowly let out a mouthful of turbid air. The blush on his skin had disappeared, and while the power of the medicine was gone, he also put away the spiritual consciousness that covered the surrounding area for two hundred steps.

Wang Gangquan opened his eyes, and his eyes were peaceful. This father-in-law who had been loyal to the dynasty for more than [-] years, had a rebellious heart, and he could guess one or two without spiritual detection.

What Wang Gangquan did tonight was not to appease people's hearts, but to exchange sincerity with sincerity.

He will kill Wen Fuding. As for the Yan family, the Wang family owes them too much. If they stop here, he can pretend it never happened.

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(End of this chapter)