surnamed Wang

Chapter 51
Wang Gingquan didn't want to be a prince. Another reason was that he didn't want to be restrained. He preferred to sit comfortably and wait for death. He was forced to fight for power. Now that everything was settled, he didn't want to grab the sitting man. Everyone hates the dragon chair that hurts the ass.

Wang Gangquan quietly walked away from Wenhua Palace, a place of right and wrong, thinking that these people were really full and panicked, all of them were blushing and thick-necked, and those who didn't know thought their own father was going to be the emperor.

Arriving at Concubine Yang's residence, Concubine Yang, who was drinking tea in the courtyard, saw Wang Bingquan at a glance. She smiled and waved to Wang Bingquan, "Bing'er, come here, my mother has something to talk to you about."

Wang Gingquan was not a fool, he could still tell if the smile was real or not, Concubine Yang Guifei was not smiling at all, it was clearly full of anger hidden under the smile, well, maybe it was the prince again.

Wang Gangquan was not afraid of heaven and earth, so naturally he would not be afraid of Concubine Yang Gui, so he sat across from her with a golden knife and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Good tea, the whole palace can only drink such clear tea from the concubine's mother."

Concubine Yang was born in the south of the Yangtze River, where there are many kinds of tea produced in the south of the Yangtze River. Although Concubine Yang is a lady from an official family, she has also practiced the skill of picking tea and making tea since she was a child.

Concubine Yang can visit her natal home once a year, so every time Concubine Yang goes home, she will personally select and make some tea leaves and bring them back, give some to the Queen Mother and Empress, and drink the rest for herself. tea, so Wang Bingquan's words can be said to be flattering.

Concubine Yang Gui didn't appreciate it, she still hid her knife in her smile, "I heard that you resigned from the crown prince?"

"Yes." Wang Gingquan's face was innocent, and Concubine Yang became even angrier, "Do you know how many people are fighting to get the crown prince's position, but you are better off, and don't want it once you get it?"

"Mother Concubine, let me ask you a question. If I win the position of the crown prince, I live in fear of being assassinated every day. I can be a prince without worrying about my position, and I don’t care about the intrigues in the court, and I don’t have to live in fear all day long. Tell me, which kind of life do I live more happily?”

"This..." Concubine Yang didn't know how to answer for a moment. People are always easily bound by fixed thinking. No one stipulates that being born in the royal family must participate in bloody battles. Wouldn't it be happier to be a prince with An Xinxin? Let others worry about it, and enjoy it yourself.

It took a while for Concubine Yang to understand, she sighed quietly, and then said: "Well, if you don't want to, I won't force you as a mother, but you have to promise me something."

"Mother, please tell me."

Then I saw Concubine Yang taking out the portrait again, the portrait was still the original portrait, but it was different from before, probably because it was often opened, the portrait was much older and the edges were worn out.

Without waiting for Concubine Yang to open her mouth, Wang Gingquan immediately covered her stomach, "Oh, my stomach hurts, I have to go back to the bathroom first, so as not to dirty the concubine's garden."

After speaking, he ran away without giving Yang Guifei time to react.

"That stinky boy!"

Three days later, an imperial decree came out again from the palace. The fourth prince was demoted to a commoner because he took the lead in the rebellion. , not killing him is already the greatest gift.

The next day, the commoner Wang Bingqin set foot on the road to Kaipingwei, accompanied by only two escort soldiers and a woman. The woman was first-class in figure and appearance. Considering her graceful figure and pretty face, this accompanying woman is Hong Xing, the head oiran of Zui Xing Lou, the most famous brothel in central Beijing.

They walked thirty miles north of the capital and saw a gazebo. They were exhausted from the journey and wanted to take a rest in the gazebo. When they got closer, they saw a young man sitting in the pavilion with a knife hanging from his waist. There was a black horse tied beside the gazebo. That quietly watched the few of them arrive, apparently already waiting for a long time.

When Wang Bingzhen saw the other person's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but said bitterly: "Are you still unwilling to spare me after all?"

The young man got up and came to the front, with a strange expression on his face, he said: "Can you stop being so negative all the time, and don't you feel tired living?"

Wang Bingzhen didn't know what the negative energy in the opponent's mouth meant, but the knife on the opponent's waist had already explained the problem. He didn't answer, but just pulled Huakui Hongxing behind him, although he knew that it was useless.

On the opposite side, Wang Gingquan had a black line on his forehead, saying that he would not be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if he didn't do bad things. The former fourth prince in front of him had to do so many bad things to be afraid of this.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you, I'm here to see you off."

Seeing that the opponent's expression was relaxed but still vigilant, Wang Bingquan reluctantly took off the saber and scabbard, and handed it to Wang Bingjin: "Look carefully, does this saber look familiar?" It's not like killing you?" But he was afraid of scaring the other party to pee, so he had to give up.

Wang Bingzhen carefully looked at the saber in front of him, and then he took it in his hands with confidence. This saber was his saber, he stroked the saber carefully, he thought he would never touch it again in this life.

Seeing that the other party was finally no longer vigilant, Wang Gingquan on the side continued to speak: "This knife was originally in your mansion. I begged Father for a long time, and Father agreed."

At this time, Wang Bingzhen was a little moved when he heard the other party's words. He had always wanted to put him to death, but he tried everything possible to save himself. Then he continued to talk on his own: "I begged my father for a long time before he agreed to let me copy your house. Not to mention, fourth brother, your house has a lot of interesting things."

Wang Bingquan only felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of his head. If he hadn't thought about the other party's repeated pleas for him, he might have drawn his sword by now. Wang Bingquan didn't seem to notice that the blue veins on the fourth prince's head were bursting out, and his words were still not surprising. Endless death: "And your concubines, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

The eyeballs of Wang Bingzhen on the other side were red at this time, and his hand was already on the handle of the knife. Hong Xing behind him was holding him firmly, lest he pull out the knife impulsively and chop off the eighth prince in front of him.

"Let me tell you, thank you for meeting me, otherwise the sisters-in-law would have been widows at such a young age."

"What did you do?" At this time, Wang Bingzhen had almost gnashed his teeth and said this sentence. From ancient times to the present, Zhanren's wife and children are extremely insulting. If you want to show off in front of the other party, it is even more insulting.It doesn't matter if the other party took his money, if he really did something messy, he would do his best to keep his dignity.

"It's nothing, I just gave them some money and sent them away. I told them to remarry and remarry. It's inhumane to make them widows. What do you think, fourth brother? Hey fourth brother, why are you sweating profusely?" Queen Wang Quanquan After all this, I noticed something was wrong with the person opposite.

Wang Bingjin, who was furious at first, realized that he had misunderstood after hearing Wang Gingquan's words, and hurriedly said, "It's nothing, it's too hot."

"Oh, as long as it's okay, I'm here today to give you a knife. If you go to the battlefield without a weapon at hand, then I'll leave first, and see you later!"

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, Wang Gingquan got on his horse and rode away, leaving only a handsome figure from his back.

Wang Bingzhen in the gazebo stayed for a long time before muttering to himself: "What a good man." Hong Xing on the side nodded in agreement.

The two soldiers who had been on the sidelines were confused. Originally, the emperor did not agree to ransack the house, but he reluctantly agreed after repeated pleadings from the eighth prince. How could he become a good person now?
It must be that I have narrow-mindedness and don't understand the thoughts of these big shots.After thinking for a long time, the two couldn't figure it out, so they could only look for problems within themselves, but they didn't know that Wang Bingzhen was just limped by being fooled.

On the way back to Beijing, Wang Gingquan was humming a little tune leisurely. The fourth prince had built up quite a fortune in running Zuixinglou over the years, and some house deeds and land deeds, all of which went into Wang Gingquan's pocket, and Zuixinglou was directly taken over by him. He just made a favor, and made the other party surrender to him with a knife.

"Ah, one good deed every day, O Amitabha."

Just when he was thinking happily about how to go back and steal the silver from the Fourth Prince, he heard a sound of "嗖" breaking through the air. The horse got off the reins, and immediately after that, several crossbow arrows were shot from different directions in succession, but Wang Qingquan dodged them all one by one.

"Don't waste your energy, you can't shoot me."

As soon as he finished speaking, several arrows shot at him again, Wang Gingquan didn't bother to dodge, so he pushed aside with his hands, and just as he pushed away the arrows with his hands, a sharp sword with a cold light came towards him. Backstab.At this moment, a person appeared from behind Wang Gingquan who directly deflected the stabbing knife, and Xiao Chunzi once again blocked the knife for him, but this time he seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

Wang Gangquan turned around and stood together with Xiaochunzi who was elusive. The assassin on the opposite side was Niannu, the maid of Anbei Palace who had disappeared for a long time.

"You really can't hold your breath, and you can't help it until you show a flaw. Your patience is far worse than that of your master."

The murderous look on the brows of the woman on the opposite side became even stronger after hearing the word "Master", while Wang Gingquan continued to speak unhurriedly, "Let me guess, you probably didn't get your master's permission to do it, right? Big and brainless, but your chest is not big either!"

While talking, Wang Gingquan's eyes turned to the breast of the opposite woman. The assassin named Nian Nu was filled with shame and anger at this moment. She knew that she was not the opponent's opponent, so she set up an ambush on the only way the opponent would pass. Unexpectedly, the opponent not only After escaping all the traps, there is still a helper hidden. Niannu turned his head and wanted to run away, but Wang Gangquan, who was much faster than her, came to her side in an instant, and knocked her out with a knife in his hand.

Waiting for Niannu to wake up again, he found that he had been tied up under a jujube tree, and the person he wanted to kill was sitting on the side eating a roast leg of lamb.

Seeing that Niannu woke up, Wang Gangquan laughed, got up and walked towards her with the leg of lamb in his hands, and did not forget to take a bite while walking.When he got close, Wang Gingquan began to circle her again, and while turning his mouth, he would make "Zha Zha Zha" sounds from time to time. Nian Nu, whose hands and feet were tied to a tree and whose mouth was gagged, could only be filled with anger.

Seeing that the psychological torture was almost over, Wang Gangquan came to the other party and tore off the cloth strip from her mouth.

"Say, why did you assassinate me?"

"Pooh!"

Wang Gangquan was spat on, but he was not angry, he just wiped the spittle off his face casually, and said, "The smell is not bad, girl, you are very angry!"

Unexpectedly, there was another mouthful of "Bah" on the opposite side, and this mouthful was more even than before.

"Damn, are you a watering can?" The clay figurine was still angry, and Wang Gingquan was completely angry, "You don't have to say it, I can also abolish your martial arts, and then send you to Zuixinglou. The number one oiran in Zuixinglou Being abducted by your master, Mother Chen is very anxious."

After finishing speaking, Wang Quanquan stopped talking to her, and went to find a place to wash his face. Nian Nu twisted on the tree for a long time, but the rope became tighter and tighter. This scene happened to be watched by Wang Quanquan who came back after washing his face.

"Hey, the bear rubs against the tree!"

Niannu, who was still angry here, almost laughed when she heard this sentence, but she became annoyed immediately, how could she be laughed at by this bastard? it is good.

The two people in the courtyard stared at each other like this, the one who gnawed on the leg of lamb kept intimidating and luring, and the one who was tied up on the tree kept silent. In the end, Wang Gangquan didn't move, and returned to his seat to continue eating his meal. .Wang Gangquan's technique of roasting leg of lamb is superb, and the aroma is overflowing. Assassin Niannu hadn't eaten for a day. She didn't feel anything when she was angry just now. Now that she suddenly calmed down, coupled with the temptation of the fragrance, she suddenly felt hungry. I can't help swallowing, but I still have some backbone.

"I know what you are afraid of. You are afraid that if you say it, I will not only silence you, but also cause trouble for your master who has been assigned to Kaipingwei. You don't have to worry. If I am sincere, I will make trouble with you. Wang Bingzhen will not be able to get out of the thirty-mile pavilion today."

After Wang Gangquan finished speaking, he glanced at Nian Nu who was tied to the tree. Although she didn't look resentful like before, she still pressed her lips tightly together, and she didn't intend to speak at all.

"Your enemy is not me, but a North Turkistan named Harba. Since you don't want to say it, let me continue. I will tell you a story about a princess who died."

Hearing the name of "Halba", Niannu opened his eyes wide and looked at Wang Gangquan in disbelief. Wang Gangquan smiled back and began to talk...

(End of this chapter)