surnamed Wang

Chapter 644 Mysterious Swordsman
On the roof, Wang Bingquan fought with the young man. From the very beginning of the fight, he was a little surprised. The opponent was not an ordinary martial artist, and his powerful sword style was not messy at all, and his rare sword moves had a unique sword intent.

Although this sword intent is not as good as Zhao Shuquan and Taibai Immortal Emperor, but it can form a school of its own, so that Wang Bingquan had to use Bai Yujing swordsmanship to fight.

The young swordsman has a good cultivation and has reached the peak of Jindan. It is said that this kind of person stays in this world, or he will be incorporated into a god by the heaven, or he will be expelled from Jiuyuan for betraying the world. He should never participate in the disputes in the mortal world.

Wang Gangquan firmly suppressed his cultivation below the Golden Core, but at least he was in the stage of transformation before, and the two of them fought back and forth for a while, and the battle was not yet to the point of life and death, so he didn't want to show his full strength for the time being.

The young swordsman swung his sword away from the attack of the assassin in front of him, and said in a deep voice:
"Who the hell are you?"

"I should ask you, with such skill, why would you be willing to live under others and help the evildoers?"

"Humph!"

The other party didn't reply, but just snorted coldly, a sword slashed out a majestic sword energy, Wang Bingquan's eyes changed when he saw this, and the long sword in his hand also swung out, the sword energy of both sides collided in the air, and the sound shook half the capital .

Wang Gangquan had a rough guess in his mind, and said to the other party with a meaningful smile:
"I am very pleased that you can reach this level. Why don't you look back?"

The young swordsman frowned when he heard the words, not knowing what tricks the other party was up to. At this moment, there was a sudden sound of beating gongs all around:

"Come quickly, the warehouse is flooded!"

He turned around in surprise, and found that the warehouse where the files were stored in the distance was already ablaze, no wonder the two of them made such a noise but failed to attract onlookers.

A figure jumped out from the flames, and came straight to the two of them, without any intention of making a move, and also stood still in mid-air.

The person who came was exactly the same as the assassin, and they both spoke at the same time:
"Boy, this is called the avatar technique, and I'll teach you another trick. Kowtow to thank you."

"Too deceiving!"

The young swordsman squeezed out a few words between his teeth, as if he had suffered a great humiliation. He did have a reason to be angry. Since he first entered the rivers and lakes, he has never had a defeat, let alone being played like a monkey.But to Wang Gangquan, this scene still looked like a wild dog baring its teeth in front of a tiger, without deterrent at all.

The young swordsman still wanted to fight again, but saw that the opponent had already recalled his avatar, then put his sword back into its sheath, turned his back and said:

"It's hard to get this cultivation base, you must know how to cherish blessings, Wei Jintang is not a good person, I advise you to withdraw as soon as possible."

After saying that, the figure disappeared in an instant.

……

Back outside Prince Tian's mansion, Wang Gingquan tidied up his messy clothes, and when he touched the collar, he found a piece of broom grass inside.

Just as he was about to throw it away, he suddenly remembered something, a strange smile appeared on his face, he put the grass stalk back to its original place, put on the human skin mask again, and walked into the gate with his legs raised.

"I am back."

Seeing the woman waiting in the courtyard, Wang Bingquan showed a smile. The other party was looking up at the moon in a daze. Hearing this, he turned his head and got up and said:

"I just heard a loud noise outside, are you okay?"

"What can I do? It's approaching the end of the year, and someone's child is probably setting off cannons."

Wang Gangquan said, walked to the table and sat down, poured a cup of tea and said:

"It's you, isn't it boring to stay in the mansion by yourself all day long?"

The woman sat down softly, smiled slightly and said:

"Husband, you forgot, I usually do embroidery to pass the time, and Juan'er Cui'er talks with me. It's really not good. The room is full of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but those two girls are not good at playing chess."

Qiao Qiao said, looking up at the other party, the latter immediately understood, smiled and said:
"If you want me to play chess with you, just say it, go, chess, backgammon, fighting beast chess?"

"This concubine has a little knowledge of go and chess, but I have never heard of the latter two." The woman blinked her beautiful eyes and wondered.

Wang Gingquan also knew that he was bald, but he didn't know Wang Tian's own level of chess skills, so he made a mistake and said:
"These are not important. The king has just figured out a new way of playing recently, and he needs someone to try it out. I wonder if the princess is interested?"

The woman nodded with a smile and said:
"Everything is up to your husband's liking."

"Okay, I'll get it now."

As Wang Gingquan said, he got up and went to the study room, rummaged through the boxes, and finally found a chess piece.

There was no one around, he put his hand on the chess box, a faint light flashed, and the chess pieces and chessboard in the chess box changed.

Wang Gingquan came to the courtyard with the chess box and put the chessboard and chess pieces one by one. The woman curiously took a square chess piece and said:

"Husband, what is this?"

"You can call it Sheji Chess. The traditional game of chess started in the Warring States Period, and upholds the roundness of the sky and the earth. The two characters black and white represent yin and yang.

The set of chess designed by your husband and I is naturally not comparable to Go, but it is more than enough for entertainment. "

As Wang Gingquan said, he picked up a chess piece, on which the word "Emperor" was engraved, and he said slowly:

"The red and black chess pieces each account for 25. From top to bottom, there are emperors, generals, ten thousand households, captains, thousand households, hundred households, captains, and pawns. The positions are in descending order."

"That is to say, a high position can take a low position?" The woman said clearly.

"Smart, in addition, there are also king flags, assassins, traps, firecrackers, etc., with different functions. Our ultimate goal is to take down the opponent's king flag or wipe out the enemy."

This set of chess was modified by Wang Pingquan according to the military chess. Originally, he wanted to change the "military flag" to "emperor's throne", but after thinking about it, it seemed too rebellious, so he took the second best and chose the "king flag".

But even so, this thing can only be played by the couple behind closed doors. Once it gets out, Jing Huwei will have to come to the door the next day.

After a stick of incense, Wang Gangquan's presumptuous voice came from the yard:
"See you, your emperor was killed by my assassin!"

The butler who was in charge of delivering the tea was clever and almost dropped the teapot in his hand on the ground. He boldly reminded:
"My lord, be careful what you say, be careful that walls have ears."

"Sorry sorry, accidentally got too excited."

"..."

Another quarter of an hour later, Wang Gangquan laughed again and said:

"Accept fate, your emperor's dragon chair was robbed by me!"

……

Late at night, in the room, facing the woman's pitiful eyes, Wang Gingquan bit the bullet and said the idea of ​​sleeping in separate rooms.

Although he has always adhered to the concept of "if you have an advantage, don't take advantage of the bastard", but it is based on the premise of your love and my willingness, rather than taking other people's wives by deception.

Fortunately, the woman has long been used to the "husband" staying in the brothel for three days and two nights. It is rare for the other party to come back for the night, but she still insists on helping the other party undress. Wang Gangquan hesitated, and finally agreed.

The woman slowly untied the belt for the other party, took off the complicated brocade clothes, folded them neatly and asked:

"Husband, why is your dress so smoky today?"

"Oh, I went out for a walk at night and came across a house that was on fire."

"You went to help?"

"Is my husband that kind of person? I stood by and watched for a while."

"...Let's rest early, I'll take the clothes to wash."

As the woman said, she naturally tapped the other person's cheek, the soft and moist touch came, and Wang Gangquan immediately froze in place, and when he came back to his senses, the woman was no longer in the room.

He touched the skin that didn't belong to him, and murmured in doubt:

"There's no reason, I'm clearly wearing a mask, why can I still feel it?"

Only then did he realize the important point - he, an old guy in his 300s, was actually kissed by a girl in her early twenties, it was a crime.

Under the condemnation of his conscience, he no longer wanted to sleep, took out a spirit stone, sat on the bed and breathed out.

In another room separated by a wall, the woman took out a needle and thread to mend a small tear at the cuff. The tear was very neat, obviously scratched by a sharp weapon.

After sewing, she fumbled for a grass stalk from the collar and held it in her hand, dazed.

……

Wang Gangquan went out early the next morning, feeling refreshed after a night of breathing.

He was eating breakfast in the tea house, listening to the storyteller's old-fashioned stories on the stage, and looking out the window at the bustling street. This tranquility seemed very common to the dignitaries in Beijing, but he knew that it was the rarest thing in the world. of.

Last night's fire at the police investigation factory should be considered a big news in Beijing, and the storyteller who lives on his lips will definitely not miss it, but until now, he still hasn't heard the news, presumably Wei Jintang specially blocked the news.

Things really happened as he expected, once the officials who were threatened by the arresting factory in the DPRK learned about this, he would definitely be attacked by Wei, Jin and Tang, but with his current status, even if he was hated by the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty, he would not be hurt. To the bone, the most important thing is to catch the evidence of his rebellion.

Putting the last mouthful of steamed stuffed bun into his mouth, Wang Gingquan got up and walked out, leaving the teahouse all the way west, and finally came to a temple.

The temple is very new, but it has a history of no less than 300 years. Obviously, people often take care of it. It is possible to build a temple in the capital, and none of the temples will be poor.

The three characters "Sword God Temple" hanging on the door lintel, written with great strength and domineering arrogance, were written by Emperor Yingxuan who was in his forties at that time.

Wang Gingquan himself didn't care about these false names, but as a son, Wang Qianying couldn't ignore his father's achievements. Soon after he succeeded to the throne, he began to build the Sword Temple.

The temple was built by the Ministry of Industry and cost a lot of gold and silver. The golden statue enshrined in it is also from the image of Wang Gangquan.

On the day of the celebration, the common people paid homage one after another, and the incense was flourishing. However, decades later, the dynasty suddenly suffered a natural disaster, and a large number of refugees flooded into the capital. The law and order were chaotic, and it was difficult for people to live. Who would care about a dead thing.

Someone who was not afraid of death made his idea on the golden statue, and stole it overnight. The court searched for it for a long time but couldn't find it, so he had to repair the statue first, and then the red flowers born in response to the disaster would make trouble in the capital. After the smashing, even the statues were gone.

Fortunately, although the emperor at that time was mediocre, he also showed amazing courage at the critical moment. Relying on the firearms left by his ancestors, he not only quelled the disaster, but also arranged for the victims.

After safely passing through the most difficult years, the Ministry of Industry has to spare no effort to restore the statue, but at this time, the golden body has completely changed its appearance...

Wang Gangquan stepped into the temple, looked up at the statue that had nothing to do with him, smiled and said:

"finally found you."

……

(End of this chapter)