In the living room, everything returned to normal after the Wang father and son left, but Wang Miaoyan and Yi Chen were added to the dining table.

Because of what happened before, the atmosphere was a little dull for a while, and no one refused to speak, mainly because they didn't know what to say.

Yi Chen, the initiator, sat there expressionlessly, his thoughts had already drifted to the sky, anyway, everything was ordered by the state to wipe his ass, and he didn't need to worry about it.

And to put it bluntly, this white-clothed state order is the real driving force behind the scenes, if it weren't for his intentional or unintentional support, things would not have developed to this point, since Wang Lan didn't stop it at the beginning, then he knew it in his heart, proving that he Lord Wang could still hold it.

Since sitting there, Wang Miaoyan has been rubbing Yi Chen's hands and shoulders vigorously, and now she doesn't care about outsiders being present. Besides, the worried attitude before was also looked at by Qu Bai, and it was not interesting to hide it.

"Alas, Brother Lan is not kind, I knew that I Qu Bai would not bring this kid to embarrass people, which makes me feel so embarrassed. Qu Bai said with a wry smile, he has nothing else to say, it's already like this, if you mention the matter of marriage again, won't it become that you have no eyesight.

Wang Lan smiled and said: "It's really hard for Brother Qu Bai today, we haven't seen each other for several years, I'll drink a cup first to compensate my brother." With that, the governor took his glass and drank it all.

Although the two have a very personal relationship, they can't really let Wang Lan apologize, after all, today's matter is still asking for hardship, first the two kings are an outsider, and then Yi Chen made a move, and the winner was determined by one punch, and the Wang father and son were lonely and returned, and he couldn't intervene.

So everything that happened today made Don't drive the adults feel extremely embarrassed, he was obviously here to propose, and you didn't see the miserable appearance of the Wang family's father and son coming to propose. It's good now, even if someone says that you don't want to drive an adult, you just picked up a bottle, and it was a coincidence that you came to make soy sauce, and he Qu Bai definitely didn't let out a fart.

"I think this son is probably not a distant cousin of the Ke family, but Brother Lan's son-in-law. Qu Bai followed with a drink, looking at Yi Chen, who was a talent, and didn't know what it was like in his heart.

If his son can have half of the family, then his life is worth it, but unfortunately Qu Renjie has been spoiled by his daughter-in-law since he was a child, and he knows to drill into the land of fireworks all day long.

The mother-in-law in the family is also beautiful, and her name is that this is her son's ability.

Even Qu Bai doesn't know how many times he's wiped his son's ass over the years, but fortunately, he doesn't drive in a state, and he can still hold it in the state, and Qu Renjie is not stupid, he never messes with what he can't afford to provoke.

"Now, I won't play dumb riddles for my brother, this Yi Chen Gongzi is indeed Miao Yan's sweetheart, after this competition, the two can get married one day. Wang Lan chuckled lightly, raised his palm and pointed to Yi Chen.

Yi Chen nodded at Qu Bai, and shouted 'Uncle Qu' in his mouth, which was regarded as a hello.

Qu Bai also smiled at Yi Chen, and then said: "We won't talk about the matter of me proposing marriage before, it's Uncle Qu Meng Lang, if I had known that there was such a number one young hero as my nephew, how could I bring this unsuccessful guy to join in the fun." Looking at my nephew's skills just now, it shouldn't be difficult to win the championship in this big competition, after all, the means of the prince of the Wang family are also superior, and he was easily defeated. ”

Yi Chen, who was holding his arm, said modestly: "A mountain is still higher than a mountain, and when nothing is implemented, there will always be changes, but the little nephew is still relatively confident to win the first championship." ”

Qu Bai sighed deeply and said to Wang Lan: "Brother Lan is really a good eye, this son is young and has extraordinary martial arts, has an excellent heart, is not arrogant or impatient, and only such a promising young man can be worthy of Miao Yan." ”

He didn't ask how Yi Chen used the strength of the third realm to defeat Wang Tubie, who had a vajra body and was one realm higher, although he was transferred from literature to martial arts, and then from martial arts to literature, as the so-called career of the military strategy for more than ten years, his brain was still easy to use.

Who doesn't have a secret, even if he is curious about how Yi Chen did it, but it is not easy to ask in front of Wang Lan, and this is a secret asked by others, can he tell you the truth.

As for Wang Miaoyan, although she didn't speak on the side, she heard her father admit that her lover was her son-in-law in front of outsiders, which was tantamount to telling the Qu family father and son in disguise that this was her future husband.

Especially when she heard that she would get married on the right day, Miss Wang's heart was like smearing honey, and her eyes when she looked at Yi Chen were hot.

Hearing Qu Bai speak like this, Baiyi Zhouling's heart is still more useful, at his level, some people praise him himself will no longer make waves, if someone praises his vision, he is still more useful.

Wang Lan has always thought that he has a very accurate eye for people and will hardly deviate, and Yi Chen's standing up just now actually proves that he is indeed not wrong.

"Let's not talk about these today, we haven't seen each other for a few years, let's take advantage of the wine banquet to chat, the junior's affairs are decided by the juniors, we have to have a good chat. Wang Lan laughed out loud, inexplicably exuding some pride from this Confucian student.

As for the Jianzhou Wang family who left in a negative mood, if it was really so blind, the black-bellied state commander didn't mind letting them taste what it was to be roasted on the stove.

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"Don't, how are you, can you still hold on?" In Jinzhou City, a team of dozens of chariots and horses advanced at full speed.

In the carriage, Wang Tubei's arm has been amputated and bandaged, and the once majestic Wang Tubei has officially become a one-armed son.

He was lying weakly in the carriage at the moment, his eyes were just confused and helpless, he never thought that he would one day become like this, he would become a one-armed cripple.

All this is different from what the Wang family expected.

"Hold ...... Get...... Hold on...... No...... What's the point of staying?" muttered the pale-faced Wang Tubei.

Wang Zhihuai's face was gloomy, and the two emotions of sadness and anger were constantly switching, as one of the few families that had not been cleaned up after being swept away by Lifeng, how could he have suffered such a dumb loss.

This Wang family master has made up his mind since the moment he went out, and he will never let go of the young man who broke his beloved son's arm, as for the state order Wang Lan...... Shape up or ship out?

That's impossible.

"Tu Bei, don't think like this, you are the hope of our Wang family's future! Because your father and your uncle have high hopes for you, you must not be slumped! Don't worry, this hates my Wang family and can't swallow it, that young man and Wang Lan's family! You must pay the price!" Wang Zhihuai gently touched his son's head, his eyes were full of doting, no matter what his son did, he could be extremely satisfied.

"Huh...... I have high hopes, since this is the case, listen to my son's words, don't go to Wang Lan's trouble, and don't have to work for your family to find the young man's revenge. Wang Tubei turned his head slightly, looking directly into the eyes of the old man Wang, and the firmness made Wang Zhihuai's heart tremble.

After a long time, Wang Zhihuai exhaled a breath of turbidity, "Okay!"

After receiving his father's affirmative answer, Wang Tubei said in a hoarse voice: "Abandon the hatred, abandon the revenge, this revenge can be abandoned, and the mind can cover all things and the galaxy, so why not be a spur to me." From now on, I will tell Wang to renounce his revenge! When I return to Jianzhou for a while, I will go to Beijing alone to visit my uncle. ”

Outside the carriage, the frost of March is waiting to bloom, and spring will not return for a year.

In the carriage, among the few gate valves, the father and son of the Jianzhou Wang family, who were also in the upper class, were silent.

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Sky City.

This is the oldest ancient capital city in the world.

It was now past the time to disperse, and the officials of all sides had returned to their respective residences.

Today, there was an unexpected guest in Prime Minister Zuo's gentle mansion.

As everyone knows, Zuo Cheng Wen Buchu is a representative of the Legalist faction, and Right Cheng Yan Zilu can be said to be a representative of the Confucian faction above the temple.

Many people in the world, even high-ranking officials in temples or Pingchuan Wang Lizheng, think that these two are natural opponents, plus the two factions are different, and the angle of considering things is also different, so some political conflicts are inevitable.

Even when discussing matters in the court, it is not uncommon to have-for-tat confrontations in front of His Majesty the Emperor, but Lifeng, who is known as the first emperor of the ages, only quietly watched the two of them talk loudly, and never took sides.

His Majesty the Emperor has a characteristic, that is, he never makes decisions in the court, first let the ministers talk dryly, and then advocate and issue orders on his own after the dispersal of the court.

After all, more than half of the scholars in the world respect Confucianism and Taoism, and half of the officials are from the Confucian Academy and the Guozijian headed by the right prime minister Yan Zilu.

Take a look at the situation in the temple to know how monstrous the authority of Confucianism is, the officials in the six ministries, in charge of the officials of the world, and Mo Qingsong, the secretary of the ministry, is a Confucian faction, an orthodox Confucian student.

Yan Zilu has the name of the Eight Sages of Confucianism, and also serves as the priest of the country, which can be said to be powerful, if it is not for the permission and trust of His Majesty the Emperor, how can such a force be allowed to entrench in the temple.

In Prime Minister Zuo's tepid study, the two most powerful people in the world sat on one side.

One is an old man with gray hair, and the other is a strong body, although he is similar in age to the other, he is more energetic.

"Why do you have time to visit me, a sworn enemy, today?" Wen Buchu smiled and looked at the man on the other side and quipped, not at all the two of them looked bitter and bitter in the court.

The man didn't answer, and drank glass after glass of fine wine to himself, and from time to time there was an inappropriate smile on his face.

"It seems that there is something in my heart, so since you want to drink alcohol, then I will accompany you. Wen Buchu smiled, poured a full glass of wine and drank it all.

Then they both looked at each other and laughed, and after a while, they both sighed with joy.

"Old Wen, you said that if I can't drink with you in the future, how boring your life is. Yan Zilu looked at the wine in the cup and said softly.

Wen Buchu smiled faintly: "It's quite boring, the most important thing is that no one quarrels with me anymore." Although both of them were smiling, their eyes were full of complexity.

He knows this man too well, and the reason why he insisted so much on the matter of Xuan Mang in the temple before was that "under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister", just because this man was in a hurry.

Yan Zilu sighed lightly, "This matter can only be seen by future generations, I, I don't have a chance." After saying that, he got up, dusted off his clothes, turned his back to Wen Buchu, and rolled back and forth at the Adam's apple, but still didn't say the next sentence after all.

Wen Buchu looked at Yan Zilu's back in amazement, and a sour feeling came to his heart.

After a long time, only the powerful Prime Minister Zuo was left in the room, and a distant lament came from the gloomy room.