surnamed Wang

Chapter 90 The New Grave
Seeing that Liu Luming was tricked, Wang Bingquan continued to bewitch him:

"Since this is a credit, does His Majesty have to praise you in public? Do you think you have won glory for your Liu family? At that time, your father will not only be proud of you, but when he is happy, will he give it to you at night?" Stewed pork ribs with pork elbow?"

Although Liu Luming was a little confused, but listening to what Wang Bingquan said, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him. Did he become the pride of the Liu family when he co-authored with him?

Thinking of this, Liu Luming immediately bowed deeply to Wang Gangquan: "Thank you, Brother Wang, for your kindness!"

Seeing this, Wang Gingquan patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, "My brother, it's a shame to say that, just give me 800 taels as a thank you later."

"what?"

Liu Luming couldn't react for a while, and after thinking for a while, he realized that the other party was joking with him, but he should have expressed it for such a big favor, so he said seriously: "In this way, if you get a reward from His Majesty, it will all belong to you .”

"Haha, just kidding, I just like your serious look."

"..." Liu Luming didn't know how to answer for a while, he found that he was getting more and more confused about the other party, and he used a sentence that Wang Gangquan taught him: This guy is a bit out of the way.

"By the way, Brother Wang, I understand what you just said, but why does my father make me pork ribs when he is happy?"

Liu Luming was a little puzzled, he himself obviously loves to eat vegetables, even if his father cooks, he must cook what he likes to eat.

Wang Gingquan rolled his eyes: "I want to eat elbow ribs, and you pretended to be forced. What's wrong with treating me to a meal of meat? You don't know, the Northwest side really sucks, what do you want?" It's nothing, I don't even want to put salt in cooking..."

As soon as he talked about the northwest, Wang Bingquan couldn't help complaining. While talking, he accidentally glanced to the side, but his tone froze and he stopped.

Seeing the change in Wang Bingquan's expression, Liu Luming also turned his head to look aside, and immediately understood, and explained: "I heard that Baihu killed the enemy's coach alone, Brother Wang knows him?"

Wang Gangquan nodded silently, did not reply, walked slowly to the side, and came to the person. Wang Gangquan sat cross-legged and looked at him quietly.

"Are you here?" The person opposite spoke first, his voice hoarse and weak.

Wang Gangquan nodded, his eyes were a bit complicated, there was a knife cut on the iron armor on the opponent's chest, and blood was continuously flowing out at this time, and it could be seen from the expression alone that the person lying on the ground was exhausted.

"Revenge?" Wang Gangquan's tone remained calm.

The other party seemed to have no strength to speak anymore, and a large stream of blood overflowed from his mouth when he opened his mouth.He looked at Wang Quanquan with a miserable smile, but his eyes were extremely clear and bright. Seeing this, Wang Quanquan also smiled: "Congratulations, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Wang Bingpin, who was lying on the ground with a gloomy and dead face, turned bloody on his face at this moment, and said, "Can you take care of my child for me? After all, he is of royal blood."

Wang Gingquan was silent for a moment, and finally nodded, but at this moment, Wang Bingquan had stopped breathing a long time ago, so he couldn't see Wang Gingquan's answer.

Gently caressing each other's eyes, Wang Gangquan stood up and looked towards the south, neither sad nor happy in his eyes.

Liu Luming wanted to go forward to comfort him, but he heard the sound of horse hooves rushing, so he turned his head to look in the direction Wang Gangquan was looking at, and saw more than a hundred horsemen rushing from the south.

The visitor soon arrived before him, and Liu Luming, who took the lead, knew that it was the second prince, Wang Bingde, who had long been a prince.

Wang Bingde got off his horse, directly skipped Wang Bingquan and Liu Luming, and came to a thousand households. The two seemed to be very familiar with each other, and they were talking about something in a low voice. After chatting for a long time, he came to a next to a dead body.

Wang Gingquan originally thought that the other party had come to mourn the death of the fourth prince when he heard the news of the fourth prince's death. Unexpectedly, the other party walked towards a headless corpse as if he hadn't seen it, and rummaged through it. He rummaged through the pile of letters he found and put them in his pocket.

After receiving the letter, Wang Bingde immediately got on his horse and prepared to leave.At this moment, he saw that there was already a person standing in front of the horse, blocking the way.

Wang Bingde felt displeased, secretly thinking that someone who is not open is blocking the way, but he was taken aback when he saw the other person's appearance clearly.

"It's you?" He was obviously a little surprised.

"Second brother is really a busy person, coming and going in a hurry every time." Wang Bingquan looked at Wang Bingde coldly, and answered irrelevant questions.

"Get out of the way, I'm in a hurry!" Wang Bingde didn't seem to want to waste his time talking.

"Is the second brother's urgent matter more urgent than my own brother's death?"

"Who is dead?" Wang Bingde asked with a frown.

"Wang Bingquan!" Wang Bingquan said it word by word.

"What?" Wang Bingde's expression finally changed, and then he looked around, and finally found the still warm corpse of Wang Bingzhen not far away. Replaced by: "People cannot be resurrected after death, I have to leave beforehand!"

"You can go, leave things behind!"

Wang Gingquan has been observing the other party's expression since just now. The reason why he is still so polite now is because the other party will be moved after learning of his brother's death. He takes important things under his nose.

Wang Bingde saw that the other party's tone was not kind, so he could only tell the truth: "My father ordered me to fetch the things. If you have any questions, you can go back and ask my father!"

Father... When Wang Bingquan heard that it was the order from Emperor Shengen, he also began to hesitate in his heart. In the end, he stepped out of the way, and Wang Bingde took a deep look at him before riding away.

"Just say I can't get along with this kind of person."

Wang Gangquan quietly watched the other party's leaving figure and muttered to himself. Until just now, he was still closely watching the other party's every move. If he dared to show a trace of killing intent, Wang Gangquan would not mind if he could not return to the capital.

Before he knew it, Wang Bingquan, who had returned from the northwest, had an inexplicable murderous look on him.

"Thinking but not cold-blooded, I don't like this kind of person, but it's not enough to be a reason to kill him." Wang Gangquan rubbed his palms, looked at the sunset gradually sinking into the ground, and said to himself.

The next day, the remains of the soldiers who died in the war began to be arranged to return home one after another. Those who had lost their loved ones were gathered together for burial. At this time, Wang Gangquan was standing in front of a new grave holding a wine glass.

Wang Bingqin had already been abolished as a prince and could not enter the imperial mausoleum, so he could only be buried here.

Sprinkling the wine in the cup on the ground in front of him, Wang Gingquan said to himself, "Perhaps this is the best destination for you. With your character, you really can't be a prince."

Speaking of this, he paused, and continued: "I am not suitable to be a prince either."

Wang Gingquan seldom speaks out his heart to outsiders, but at this moment, facing a tomb, he speaks out. He has never been disgusted with Wang Bingquan's attitude, even if the other party wanted to put him to death at the beginning.

(End of this chapter)