In the early morning of the next day, Wang Quanquan rarely got up early in the morning, and planned to go around the palace, but he didn't expect to see Nian Nu in the garden pavilion.

"Young, why do you get up so early?"

Wang Quanquan stretched his waist and said.

"Aren't you the same?"

Niannu spoke calmly.

"Let's talk?"

Wang Quanquan came to the pavilion, sat on the bench with his butt in his ass, and looked straight at each other with his hands in his sleeves.

"Say whatever you want."

Niannu turned his head to look at the outer wall of the pavilion, where large clumps of peonies were planted, but they had already withered and withered in this season.

Wang Quanquan knew that the other party was unwilling to deal with him, and he was not bored with himself, so he said straightforwardly:

"My brother is a little stupid, he only remembered to marry a concubine when he was twenty-five, he rarely likes someone, if you treat him sincerely, I bless you."

Hearing this, Nian Nu turned his head, frowned slightly, and after a long time, he spoke:

"What kind of woman am I in your eyes?"

Wang Quanquan grinned and said bluntly:

"The posture is superior, and the martial arts are superior."

Seeing that the other party was displeased, he continued to add:

"Don't blame me for not trusting you, when you infiltrated the palace as a spy, there must have been a lot of information secretly, and you have invisibly injured Pan Ziqian once.

Now that you appear in front of him again, you will marry into the county palace as a princess, I can't help but think about it.

Although Pan Ziqian is the king of the county and the most calculating businessman in the eyes of the world, he has a pure nature, even if his brothers kill each other, he laughs it off.

This kind of person seems to be broad-minded at first glance, but if he is really betrayed by his closest relatives, he often suffers much more injuries than ordinary people.

So ......"

"I know." Without waiting for Wang Quanquan to finish speaking, Nian Nu directly interrupted the other party, "I am sincere to him, after handing over Ying'er to you, I don't know where to go and what to do." I wandered on the rivers and lakes for a while, and I met him again in Nanyang Mansion, when I was already tired of walking, and he took me in regardless of his previous suspicions. ”

Speaking of this, Nian Nu lowered his head, and there was a flash of crystal in his eyes.

Wang Quanquan smiled when he heard this, stood up and said slowly:

"Ying'er, that kid often talks about your aunt, go to the capital to see him when you have time." After speaking, he bowed to the other party from afar, "In the future, Brother Ziqian will ask his sister-in-law." ”

……

It is best for literati to be sad in spring and autumn, and every late autumn, they will definitely compose poems and essays to express their depressed and depressed mood.

But this late autumn is a great day for Pan Ziqian, at this time he is wearing a red wedding dress, his face is full of red light, and the corners of his mouth are almost to his ears.

"Brother Ziqian, how can we say that you are also the king of the county, don't you marry a daughter-in-law and be like this, your expression, I don't know, I still think that you married the four beauties home."

"Brother Wang's words are wrong, the ancients often said that there are four joys in life, among which the flower candles in the cave room are especially ranked in front of the title of the gold list.

And in my eyes, isn't the princess more beautiful than the four beauties? ”

"Gotta get it, you're a lover."

Wang Quanquan helped the other party tidy up the big red flower on his chest, and after finding that there were no more mistakes, he nodded and said:

"The hour is coming, shall we go?"

"Let's go!"

……

Niannu has no relatives alive, so there is no need for a wedding ceremony, and even the dowry is saved. But Pan Ziqian didn't want the other party to suffer this grievance, so he still arranged the streets of Nanyang Mansion with red lanterns and happy characters according to the rules, and planned to take the princess back and forth, which could be regarded as a greeting.

Pan Ziqian came to the outside of the house, turned over and got on the horse, with his head held up, and the safflower on his chest was matched with the saffron of the horse's head.

Wang Quanquan was willing to surrender his identity and led the horse for the other party, Yan Rongrong also joined in the excitement, standing next to the bride's sedan chair, scattering flower petals, on the day of marriage, no one can be older than this couple.

"Get up!"

Wang Quanquan spoke loudly, and the group began to walk along the street.

The people already like to be lively, and Pan Ziqian, the king of the county, is deeply popular with the people, and almost the entire Fucheng people come to join in the fun.

Pan Ziqian stood on the horse, and thanked the people around him from time to time, some little girls who had not come out of the pavilion saw this scene, and their hearts were about to break, but after thinking about it, the main concubine could still be a side concubine, and these women cheered up again after being lost for a while.

……

After everyone paraded around the streets and returned to the county king's mansion, the marriage ceremony began.

There are many guests in the palace, but it is not full of friends.

In the past, when the Pan family was still a vassal king, it was a veritable towering tree, and officials of all sizes in the capital came to climb it.

After the Pan family fell into trouble, their status plummeted, and they were expelled from the capital by the first emperor, and ordered that they should never enter Beijing, and the big tree collapsed overnight, and the tree fell and scattered.

When the Pan family left Beijing, none of the officials who claimed to be friends of the world came, but Wang Quanquan, a "friend of wine and meat", came to see them off.

Now most of the guests who come to the wedding banquet are some business partners of the Pan family, and the few officials are also some small officials with sesame mung beans in Zhongzhou, who rely on the Pan family to enjoy stuttering on weekdays.

Before the ceremony, a congratulatory message was read as usual, which was originally intended for Pan Yuanzheng to read, but the status of the king's authority was obviously much higher, so after discussion, it finally fell to the king's authority.

Where would he write a congratulatory message, and after holding it for several nights, he held back a sentence, and in the end, he really had no choice, so he shamelessly used the congratulatory message written by the emperor when he got married.

After he finished reading it in one breath, the scene immediately burst into warm applause, and everyone began to guess who this young man was, not only was he invited by King Panjun to read the congratulatory message, but also so brilliantly.

Some of them are active-minded and have begun to find ways to introduce their daughters to each other.

After worshipping heaven and earth, the princess of the county was sent to a new house, and as for Pan Ziqian, it was inevitable that she would have to entertain a lot of guests.

Pan Ziqian secretly pulled the royal authority aside at this time, and whispered:

"Brother Wang, if I can't drink it for a while, you can help me block the wine."

When Wang Quanquan heard this, he suddenly came to his senses, and when he thought of the scene of killing all sides when he got married, he immediately patted his chest and said:

"Okay, you don't care about this, just leave it to me, the sky and the earth are big, and the cave room is the largest."

After speaking, he walked towards the guests with a jar of wine.

"Leave me alone?"

Pan Ziqian looked confused.

……

"Are you kid not giving face to this king? Hurry up and drink! ”

As soon as Wang Quanquan came up, he revealed his terrifying identity, and bluffed everyone on the spot.

The guests also knew in their hearts that on the land of King Panjun, the other party would definitely not make a move to pretend to be the prince. But they just came to eat, and they didn't offend this prince, why did they come up and pour it into death?

Although these people were puzzled, they didn't dare to ask, so they had to obediently be poured down by the king's authority.

Pan Ziqian watched table after table of guests being put down, and regretted for a while, he didn't have many friends in the first place, and after the other party made such a fuss, it is estimated that there will be a few.

However, the truth is the opposite, although these guests have a bitter face on the surface, they are actually too happy.

The emperor is far away in the realm of Nanyang Mansion, not to mention the emperor's relatives and relatives, and even the emperor may not be able to see one, although he was drunk by the prince today, he can go out and talk to others, and he can also have a long face, right?

In the future, when you are old, you can also talk to your juniors and say that we are also people who have drunk with the prince.

And although everyone doesn't say it on weekdays, they always feel that the Pan family is a phoenix in distress and is not as good as a chicken, but today, after such a fuss with the king's authority, the officials of the entire Zhongzhou will know that the Pan family also has a prince backstage, and the king of Anbei is still a skinny camel bigger than a horse.

……

It was night, and the drunken kingship lay down in the garden to enjoy the shade.

Although the county prince's mansion is no longer glorious, it is still one of the top merchants in the dynasty, and a large number of fresh fruits are stored in the cool cellar during the autumn equinox, and special people are sent to take care of them, even in the cold winter wax moon, you can still eat juicy fruits.

Wang Quanquan will be lying on the bench in the gazebo, and Yan Rongrong will peel the grapes one by one and send them to his mouth, not to mention, this feeling is really enjoyable, no wonder Xiaochunzi, the dog minion, always likes to come out like this while he is not at home.

"Xianggong, today I heard those Zhongzhou officials say that something big happened in the capital, and His Majesty began to post the imperial list to arrest the second prince?"

"Well, I've also heard that the second child is really capable, he can escape from the capital under the emperor's nose, and the clay man still has three points of anger, he really the emperor this time."

"When are we going back?"

"Tomorrow morning, let's stuff so many people into the palace, we have to deal with it after all."

Now that it has been calculated, there have been more Qingxing, Su Qiaoqiao, Jiang Xiuye's ancestors and grandchildren, and Ah Cha, which will be very lively.

Just as the two were talking, a flying knife broke through the air, and with a "Zeng" sound, it went straight into the pillar of the pavilion.

The king, who was originally in full swing, was suddenly frightened awake, and hurriedly got up and looked around, at this time, it was pitch black, and there was no figure anywhere.

Just when he was puzzled, Yan Rongrong found the clue, "Look, there's something under the flying knife." ”

Wang Quanquan turned around and stepped forward, took down the paper nailed by the flying knife, and slowly unfolded it.

After reading it, Wang Quanquan handed the note to Yan Rongrong on the side and said:

"Lady, I'm afraid we have to leave early."

Yan Rongrong looked at the note when he heard this, and there was only a short sentence on it:

The emperor is critically ill, return quickly!

……

In recent years, under the leadership of the Great Khan Agudamu, Northern Turkistan has been singing and dancing, and it is well-known both inside and outside.

What's even more rare is that the new Great Khan abandoned the phenomenon of heavy military force that lasted for hundreds of years, and issued many decrees favorable to the literati.

The tiger father has no dog son, and Agudam's only son, the little prince Battle, inherited his father's talents, not only showed outstanding means at a young age, but also excelled in cultural and kung fu.

Battle privately recruited many scribes, ate and drank well, and discussed the law of governing the country with them from time to time, the most famous of which was Yao Qian, who was known as Tsing Yi.

Although this man has the same name as the pre-Qin general, he can't carry it on his shoulders or carry it, and he is a genuine scholar.

Yao Qian's father is a small general in Northern Turkistan, and his family has practiced martial arts for generations, and the reason why he gave him this name is also to hope that he can be a general who can lead the three armies.

I didn't think that he had been weak since he was a child, and he could break a few bones if he fell, Yao's father had no choice but to send him to study.

……

The strategist group of Northern Turkistan seems to be under the command of the little prince, but in fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is the handiwork of the Great Khan.

The martyrs of the Northern Turks fought in the south and the north for many years, and relied on the military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty to lay down the iron bucket.

As the Great Khan, Agudammu has experienced one big battle after another, so naturally he can't help but miss the old feelings and directly attack these seniors with outstanding achievements.

As a prince, Battle doesn't need to care so much, he was not born in the war era, and he has no affection for these people, and the disadvantages of the military attache in power have gradually emerged.

There are some old guys with a keen sense of smell in the court, and they have already begun to deal with the aftermath.

Those who are willing to delegate power are naturally to let their children and grandchildren abandon martial arts and literature, and they can also keep their families evergreen under the rule of the new king in the future.

If one day it really comes to the point where it will never die, it will be a big deal to pull troops out and work alone.

Anyway, isn't the earliest Northern Turkistan just a hundred schools of thought competing for power?

There is a saying that feng shui takes turns, and in another hundred years, who will do this great sweat, it's really hard to say.

What a group of vulgar martial artists can think of, how could Yao Qingyi, as a royal thinker, not think of it.

Over the years, he seems to have done a lot of useless work, only installing some painless civil officials in the locality, but the things he actually controls are far more than those military attachés see.

No matter how brave the soldiers in your hands are, they also need to eat and, the horses must eat grass, and the soldiers must make noises.

These small things are the most fatal.

Today's Yao Qingyi has already controlled most of the North Turkistan army's eating, drinking, and Lazar, and his ability to obtain intelligence is enough to describe it with his hands and eyes.

Wan'an Palace, the palace of Northern Turkistan, is heavily guarded, with five steps, one post, ten steps and one sentry, outsiders may think that this is the Great Khan of Northern Turkistan who is afraid of death, but only a few people understand the real inside story.

In the Ouchi, which was so heavily defended, a man in Tsing Yi was strolling leisurely, as if he was walking in his back garden, and the guards were as if they were blind, and they didn't even look at him.

The man is handsome, which is extremely rare in Northern Tu, and with his thin figure, even if a woman sees it, she will sigh to herself.

The man in Tsing Yi walked to a remote corner of the palace, knocked on the door of the only house here, and only pushed the door in after the "please enter" came from inside.

……

"Busy?"

The man with the nickname Yao Qingyi said as he picked up a chess game on the bookshelf and flipped through it casually.

The woman behind the eucalyptus frowned when she saw this, and the man's habit made her very unhappy.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm used to it, wherever I see a book, I will unconsciously pick it up and look at it a few times, the last time I went to Battle, I saw that he had a book on the table, so I picked it up and looked at it twice, and it turned out that this kid was actually looking at the spring palace map."

The man babbled and didn't finish talking, not noticing the change in the face of the woman opposite.

"Oops, I said something I shouldn't have said again."

The man consciously lost his words, hurriedly put the chess game aside, sat cross-legged opposite the woman, and continued:

"Park asked to send the message back, and the moon cakes ...... Kikige's condition has stabilized, so you don't have to worry too much. ”

After the man finished speaking, he looked up at the woman with the same name as himself, the first female national player of Northern Turkistan with the nickname "Mr. Yishi".

……