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

Seeing that Wang Quanquan didn't react, Yang Guifei took out another picture scroll.

"This is the eldest daughter of the Golden State Thorn History, ingenious, embroidery, twenty-eight years old, a little older, but it is better to know the cold and the heat will hurt people."

Wang Quanquan rolled his eyes when he heard this, and he still knew that it was cold and hot, wouldn't it be nice to buy a thermometer by himself.

introduced seven or eight in a row, and seeing that he still didn't react, Yang Guifei gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind, and took out another picture scroll.

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

As he spoke, he unfolded a picture scroll, the woman in the picture scroll, dressed in a bright red short shirt, pedaling official boots, her hair tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, capable and concise, and a red tasseled spear in her hand, which complemented the red clothes on her body, and her appearance also revealed a rare heroic spirit in a woman's family.

"This is the only daughter of General Zhenyuan's family, the seven sons of General Zhenyuan's family, all of them can fight well, but this is the only girl, if you marry her, you will have a lot more say in the court in the future."

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

What does the seven sons represent, it's not that they have seven brothers in the gourd, but that they have seven more brothers-in-law, if the two quarrel, the wife goes back to her parents' house to cry, and she can't be hammered to death. In the future, I will have to rely on my wife to have the right to speak in the court, isn't this a waste, and I have no face anywhere.

Wang Quanquan quickly calculated in his heart how to reject his mother, this matter is probably the most dangerous since the crossing, a little careless, his life will be buried in the grave of this marriage. Yang Guifei looked at her son's meditative appearance, and thought that he was picky, and she didn't know how to choose.

"It's okay Quan'er, if you like it all, we will all marry back, and our family doesn't have this strength."

This is said to be magnificent, but the royal authority is unappreciative. Marry them all? Mother, how can you say such tiger and wolf words, I can't make up for it no matter how much I eat, I'm afraid I won't have to rely on thousands of years of ginseng to continue my life in the future?

The kingship is in a desperate situation.

When he thought about most of the pillar of incense, and his brows were about to twist into twists, he finally had a flash of inspiration again, only to see him get up silently, and then turned around without saying a word, and walked out of the courtyard step by step, each step was so calm and powerful, everyone in the courtyard couldn't help but wonder what he was going to do.

When he walked more than ten steps, Wang Quanquan suddenly accelerated his pace, changed from walking to running, and then fled away in the astonishment of everyone.

"This should be a runaway, right?" Only then did everyone react, but Yang Guifei held her forehead helplessly, and the matter of choosing a concubine should be slowed down for the time being......

After the turmoil of choosing a concubine, Wang Quanquan completely turned into a frightened bird, hiding in his small room, and no one could call out, for fear that there would be another person urging marriage. Yang Guifei looked at him like this, remembered that he was still young, and gave up the idea of catching ducks on the shelves.

In the past few days of staying in the house, Wang Quanquan has not been idle, studying poetry and books, and condensing qi cultivation has not been left behind. He urgently needs to improve his strength now, and in this palace that is not shocking on the surface, who knows how many undercurrents are surging.

He does not expect to become an emperor and achieve great deeds for thousands of generations, but only wants to live to be crowned king, live in a corner of peace, and enjoy the blessings of all people.

He felt that fate couldn't be forced, and he couldn't stop what he should have come. If you covet women now, you will only lose your body as a child in the end, and your cultivation will stagnate.

Because the first sentence of the opening sentence of the ancient book is that to practice the exercises of this sect, you need to abide by the body of a child, and it is best to have the conditions to go from the palace.

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 believe what it has, the royal authority still intends to stabilize a wave.

Before I knew it, another three months had passed. In the past three months, the king's authority in the house has received a lot of goods, and he has practiced while reading books, and he has been familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, and Zhou Yi's poetry has also been studied. However, these are nothing, and the most improved is cultivation.

Just a few days ago, he had successfully broken through and reached the fifth layer of condensation, and now his physique was much stronger than ordinary people. He once secretly tried it when no one was around, and the stone table of more than 100 catties in the courtyard was easily lifted by him with one hand. And now he is only a fourteen-year-old child, which is already quite terrifying.

However, there was one thing that made him very distressed, when he was cultivating before, he found that as his cultivation improved, the aura that could be absorbed from heaven and earth became more and more insufficient. Until now, when he reached the fifth layer of condensation, it was even more of a drop in the bucket to obtain aura from the outside world. After trying it for a long time, I found that the only way to do it was to practice in the morning when the sun was rising, when the aura was at its most abundant during the day.

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

"No wonder those myths and legends all happened in ancient times, since the Qin Dynasty, few people have heard of miracles, it should be that the aura of heaven and earth is no longer enough to cultivate."

Wang Quan thought of a reasonable explanation.

Let's put an end to it. With his current physical fitness, it is estimated that it is not certain who will die first when the assassin comes, and with a long sigh of relief, Wang Quanquan pushed the door open.

"It's snowing?"

It seems that he has been in the house for a long time, and the leaves of the trees in the yard have long since fallen off, and at this time, snowflakes began to fall scattered in the sky.

It was snowing as soon as you got out of the customs, which should be a good sign.

"Your Highness, hurry up and put on your clothes, don't get caught in the cold."

It was Koharuko who spoke, and he stepped forward quickly and put a fox coat on Wang Quanquan. Ever since he started cultivating, Wang Quanquan had almost forgotten what it was like to be cold and sick.

"Hey... I don't know if the people will survive this winter. ”

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

Originally, it was just an ordinary emotion, but I didn't expect it to be listened to by the emperor outside the courtyard. The weather turned cold, and the emperor usually went to these concubines and princes to check on them to make sure that everyone had taken measures to keep warm, after all, medical technology was limited, and a cold could kill him.

Originally, the eunuchs around him were going to shout at the top of their voices, but they were stopped by the emperor in advance, it was an ordinary visit, he didn't want to make it too formal, and it was precisely because of this move that he overheard the words of the eighth prince.

At this time, the emperor was greatly shaken, the last crooked poetry incident, he was angry for several months without taking care of the affairs of the eighth prince, this year it is rare to have a smooth wind and rain, the autumn harvest is abundant, there are no natural disasters and man-made disasters in previous years, the emperor is also able to leisure, only to remember that he still has such a son.