surnamed Wang

Chapter 7 Mother's Love Is Dire

Wang Gangquan looked at the picture scroll in front of him, he was very calm on the surface, but panicked in his heart.

Seeing that Wang Gingquan didn't respond, Concubine Yang Guifei took out another scroll.

"This is the eldest daughter of the governor of Jinzhou. She is dexterous and skilled in embroidery. She is twenty-eight years old. She is a little older, but she is good at knowing the cold and the hot will hurt people."

Wang Gingquan rolled his eyes when he heard this, he knew how to know what is cold and what is hot, wouldn't it be nice to buy a thermometer for himself?

After introducing seven or eight in a row, seeing that he still didn't respond, Yang Guifei gritted her teeth, as if making up her mind, and took out another scroll.

"Although my daughter's family should be gentle and gentle, but if you really don't like quietness, you can accept it as a mother."

As he spoke, he unfolded a picture scroll. The woman in the picture scroll was wearing a bright red bunt shirt, wearing official boots, and her hair was tied into a ponytail. The appearance also reveals a heroic spirit that is rarely seen in women's homes.

"This is the only daughter of General Zhenyuan's family. The seven sons of General Zhenyuan's family are all good at fighting, but this girl is the only one born. If you marry her, you will have a greater say in the court in the future. a lot of."

To be honest, when he saw the portrait, Wang Bingquan's heart was really moved, but when he heard Yang Guifei's words, Wang Bingquan suppressed his restless heart again, and he didn't know where to start complaining.

What do the seven sons represent? It's not that I have the Seven Calabash Brothers, but that I have seven more uncles. If the couple quarrels and the wife returns to her mother's house to cry, won't she be hammered to death?In the future, I have to rely on my wife to have the right to speak in the court. Isn't this a useless person? I lose face no matter where I am.

Wang Gangquan quickly thought about how to reject his mother. This incident was probably the most dangerous one since time travel. If he was not careful, he would be buried in the grave of this marriage for the rest of his life.Concubine Yang Guifei looked at her son thinking hard, and thought he was picky, and didn't know how to make a choice.

"It's okay, Quan'er. If you're all into it, we'll all marry back. It's not like our family doesn't have the strength."

These words were generous, but Wang Gangquan didn't appreciate it.Marry them all back?Mother, how can you say such tiger and wolf words, I can't make up for it no matter how much kidney I eat, I'm afraid I will have to rely on thousand-year-old ginseng to survive in the future?
Wang Gangquan was completely desperate.

When he was thinking about half a stick of incense, and his brows were almost twisted into twists, he finally had a flash of inspiration again. He stood up silently, then turned around without saying a word, and walked out of the yard step by step. One step was so calm and powerful, everyone in the courtyard couldn't help wondering what he was going to do.

After walking more than ten steps, Wang Gingquan suddenly quickened his pace, changed from walking to running, and then fled away quickly in the astonishment of everyone.

"Is this supposed to be running away?" The crowd finally came to their senses, Concubine Yang held her forehead helplessly, the matter of concubine selection should be postponed for now...

After the concubine selection turmoil, Wang Gingquan completely became a frightened bird, hiding in his small room, not yelling at anyone, for fear that there would be another one urging the marriage.Concubine Yang Guifei looked at him like this, thinking that he was still young, so she gave up the idea of ​​driving ducks to the shelves.

In the past few days staying in the house, Wang Gingquan was not idle, studying poetry and books, and practicing Qi Concentration.He urgently needs to improve his strength now, who knows how many undercurrents are hidden in this seemingly calm palace.

He doesn't expect to become an emperor and achieve great achievements for generations to come, but only wants to live to be a king, live in a corner, and enjoy the blessings of everyone.

He felt that such things as fate cannot be forced, and what should come can't be stopped.If you are greedy for women now, you will end up losing your childish body, and your cultivation will stagnate.

Because the first sentence of the ancient book is that to practice the martial arts of the sect, you need to abide by the body of a child, and it is best to be from the palace if you have the conditions.

Although this sentence is unreliable no matter how you look at it, and the handwriting is obviously added later.But in line with the principle of preferring to be trusted, Wang Gangquan still intends to stabilize the situation.

Before I knew it, another three months had passed.In the past three months, Wang Gingquan, who lived in his house, had received a lot of money. He practiced while reading books. He was familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, and he also learned a lot from the study of the Book of Changes and Poems.However, these are nothing, the biggest improvement is cultivation.

Just a few days ago, he had successfully broken through and reached the fifth level of Qi Condensation. Now his physique is much stronger than that of ordinary people.He once tried it secretly when no one was around, and he easily lifted the stone table weighing more than a hundred kilograms in the yard with one hand.But now, he is only a 14-year-old child, and he is already quite terrifying.

However, there was one thing that troubled him very much. During his previous training, he found that as his cultivation level improved, the spiritual energy he could absorb from the heaven and the earth became less and less enough.Until now, reaching the fifth level of condensed energy, relying on obtaining spiritual energy from the outside world is even more useless.After trying for a long time, I found that the only way that works is to practice in the morning when the sun is rising, when the aura is the most abundant in the day.

But the time for the sun to rise is too short, and the aura he can get is still limited, and he has never found a better way.

"It's no wonder that those myths and legends all happened in ancient times. Since the Qin Dynasty, people have rarely heard of miracles. It should be that the aura of the world is not enough to cultivate."

Wang Gangquan thought of a reasonable explanation.

Let's end it first.With his current physical fitness, it might not be certain who would die first when the assassin came. Wang Qingquan let out a long sigh of relief, and pushed open the door.

"Snowing?"

It seems that I have lived in the house for a long time, and the leaves of the trees in the yard have long since fallen. At this time, scattered snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

It should be a good sign to encounter snow just after leaving the customs.

"Your Highness, quickly put on your clothes, don't catch the cold."

It was Xiao Chunzi who spoke, and he stepped forward quickly, and put a fox fur coat on Wang Gangquan.Ever since he started practicing, Wang Gangquan has almost forgotten what it feels like to be cold and sick.

"Hey... I don't know if the people can survive this winter safely."

Wang Gangquan couldn't help expressing emotion, he was an ordinary person in his previous life, even if he became a royal family now, he still can't help but worry about ordinary people.

It was just an ordinary sigh, but unexpectedly, the emperor outside the courtyard listened to it.As the weather turned cold, the emperor would check on these concubines and princes as usual to ensure that everyone had taken measures to keep warm. After all, medical technology was limited, and a cold might kill them.

Originally, the eunuch next to him was going to shout at the top of his voice, but the emperor stopped him in advance. It was an ordinary visit, and he didn't want to make it too formal. It was precisely because of this behavior that he overheard the eighth prince's voice. discourse.

At this moment, the emperor was greatly shaken. The last crooked poem incident made him so angry that he ignored the eighth prince's affairs for several months. There is such a son.

(End of this chapter)