surnamed Wang

Not long after the secret guard who reported the news left, Wang Gangquan got up and left the theater building.

The streets of Xiaonian were full of people, and it was hard to find a relatively quiet alley. After confirming that there was no one around, Wang Gangquan disappeared in a flash.

Now he is already in the middle stage of Jindan, soaring through the clouds and riding the fog couldn't be easier. In addition, the kung fu left by Aconite just happens to have the technique of divine movement. After practicing, Wang Gangquan's speed is not even inferior to that of Yuanying cultivator, and he arrives in the palace in less than a quarter of an hour. .

Zou Shun was still the guarding general in the palace. The emperor was suddenly critically ill, and only a few people got the news. At this critical moment, any mistake would be a serious crime.

As the commander of the guards, Zou Shun could not spread the word and had to ensure the safety of the imperial city, so the inspections became more numerous, and the entire inner courtyard of the imperial palace was shrouded in a depressive atmosphere.

Zou Shun was leading a team on a routine inspection of the palace that day, when he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, he stopped and looked up at the sky, but he didn't even see a bird. Seeing this, his subordinates wondered:

"Commander, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, maybe it's my eyesight."

Zou Shun shook his head, raised his legs and walked towards the back garden.

Wang Gangquan had to admire this guy who had been a bad guy in the palace for half his life. He almost passed by him in a flash, but he was still noticed by him. It is no wonder that Zou Shun never reported such a thing as assassinating the king during his duty.

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Wang Gingquan went all the way to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and when he arrived at the door, he saw several imperial doctors whispering, the leader had white hair and beard, Wang Gingquan just knew him, he seemed to be Wen, the envoy of the imperial hospital.

At this moment, Imperial Physician Wen was drooping his eyebrows without saying a word, and the rest of them either shook their heads or sighed, and they knew that they had encountered a difficult problem.

"Several imperial physicians, how is Your Majesty doing?"

Wang Gangquan suddenly made a noise, which startled them all. They turned their heads and found that the Eighth Prince was standing aside at some point. After a while of red tape, the leader, Doctor Wen, replied respectfully:

"Back to the lord, Your Majesty coughed up blood last night. I have exhausted all kinds of acupuncture, decoction and medicine, but still haven't seen any improvement. At this moment, Your Majesty is unconscious."

"Can you see what the disease is?" Wang Bingquan asked with a frown.

"Well, these are old diseases. Your Majesty has worked hard all these years, and his body is getting worse day by day. I often advise the Holy One to work less, but the Holy Majesty doesn't listen at all. In the past year, his health has been getting worse and worse. I have fallen ill no less than ten times."

Wang Quanquan nodded silently. These years he stayed away from the capital and did not care about political affairs, but the prosperity of the entire dynasty can still be seen. As a royal, he naturally knows what this means.

Previously in Kaiping Weiwang Gangquan, he saw that Emperor Shun might not have much time, and wanted to remind him, but he didn't know how to say it.He is still a little clearer about Emperor Shun's disposition. The other party has tried his best to get rid of the hat of a traitor and traitor over the years.

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"Okay, I'll go in and have a look." Wang Gangquan bid farewell to several people, opened the door and entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

As soon as he stepped into the room, a choking herbal smell rushed straight into his nostrils. Wang Gangquan frowned, walked around the screen and came to the back room.

On the dragon couch, Emperor Shun with a sallow complexion was lying there with his eyes closed. Wang Gangquan searched with his spiritual sense and found that the other party's breath was extremely weak. It seemed that it was really a critical moment of life and death.

Walking slowly to the bed, Wang Tingquan lightly tapped the other person's forehead with his fingers, and a trace of spiritual energy was sent out. Soon after, Emperor Shun's face gradually eased, and his eyelids trembled and he woke up.

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"Are you here?" Emperor Shun was not surprised when he saw Wang Gangquan for the first time.

"Could it be that you really want to die?" Wang Gangquan said calmly.

Emperor Shun showed a rare smile on his face, sat up with difficulty under the support of the other party, leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes slightly and said:
"Do you know why I called you here?"

"Let me assist the new emperor?"

"Wang Gangquan, there are things in this world that you can't guess?"

Xu Shi managed to get it back once, and Emperor Shun's face recovered a little blood.

Wang Gingquan has never been in awe of His Majesty the Emperor, even if the other party is seriously ill, he still replied unceremoniously:

"Holy will is unpredictable, let alone an emperor with deep scheming."

"I'm afraid you are the only one in the world who dares to talk to me like this."

"Your Majesty is too flattering to my younger brother."

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After so many years, the two still have to quarrel if they can't say a few words, but today Emperor Shun seems to be in a good mood, and he doesn't care about the other party's disrespectful words, still smiling and saying:
"I have done a lot of bad things in my life. I am afraid that the infamy cannot be washed away, but at least I have lived up to the expectations of the ancestors of the royal family. Now that the dynasty is peaceful and the country is peaceful and the people are safe, I am worthy of this royal robe."

As soon as Emperor Shun finished speaking, he began to cough violently again. Wang Bingquan handed over the soup in silence, and the other party took a sip, and then stopped coughing.

The two were silent for a moment, and Emperor Shun spoke again:

"How is Qianwen now?"

In the dynasty, filial piety is a topic that cannot be discussed in the hidden texts of the emperor. All civil and military officials know that this is the rebellion of the current emperor, and even the history books have no record of this emperor who has only been in power for half a year.

Wang Gangquan did not ridicule the other party on this matter, but calmly said:

"What else can I do? It's nothing more than chanting scriptures and worshiping the Buddha every morning and evening. He has long since disregarded it, but the death of Zhou Xuantong a few days ago seems to have hit him hard."

Emperor Shun nodded, gently stirred the black soup with the spoon in his hand, and said after a long while:

"I said at the beginning that Qianwen was too benevolent to be an emperor. Since I ascended the throne, I was afraid of becoming a foolish emperor, so I didn't dare to slack off for a moment. It's just that I have been busy with government affairs these years and neglected to teach my children. It was only later that he realized that he had also become a benevolent person.

Governing the world requires more than being lenient to others. When Qianwen was in power, didn't the officials of the six ministries just ride on top of him?
I called you this time because I want to pass on the throne to you, so don't rush to refuse, just listen to me.

In terms of kindness alone, you are not much better than these children, otherwise I would have fallen off the cliff at the beginning. Although I have always been very disapproving of your character of repaying evil with virtue, after all these years of getting along, I really lost against you completely.

Although our royal family does not have soft bones, if anyone is said to be tough and suitable to be an emperor, it must be the third sister. Back then, she beheaded so many officials without blinking her eyes. If she hadn't been a daughter, my throne might be It's not your turn either. "

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Regarding Emperor Shun's words, Wang Gingquan had nothing to refute, he knew that he had a bit of a woman's benevolence, if not for his cultivation, he would have died hundreds of times.

However, there are pros and cons to everything. If you really learn how cruel and ruthless some rich and powerful children are, it is estimated that there are not many people left in the Wang family, which is not considered a flourishing branch.

Seeing that the other party did not speak, Emperor Shun continued:

"I don't care whether you are a true immortal or just pretending to be mysterious. As a member of the royal family, it is only natural that you should contribute to this world. Why can you go to a place with beautiful mountains and rivers alone while the other brothers are working hard? Enjoy the blessings of all people?

Back then, the father wanted to pass on to you, but you tried every means to evade it. Today, I also give way to you. Do you continue to choose to escape like 20 years ago, or take over this world like a man? "

Emperor Shun looked straight at the other party, with a bit of indignation in his words.

None of the sons of the Wang family are cowards. The eldest died in Sheji, the second is the same now, the fourth died on the battlefield, and the fifth gave up starting a family for the sake of a country. Why can he hide in the back and wait to die?
Wang Gangquan obviously also understood these principles, he looked at the other party calmly, and sighed after a long time:

"Tell me, what are your conditions?"

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