Late at night, Weng and his son-in-law sat at the wine table and drank opposite each other.

Although the food on the table is simple, it is fresh game that can only be eaten locally, especially one dish of pheasant stewed with hazel mushrooms, which made Wang Quanquan directly give up the prince's reserve, one chopstick after another, and couldn't stop.

Yan Jun smiled, took a sip of wine and said:

"Although this side is not as prosperous as the capital, there are far more rare things in the mountains than in the capital, and wild pheasants, wild mushrooms, and roe deer are almost everywhere.

A few days ago, the little cubs also beat a black blind man, and brought me a bear paw and a bear bile, you don't have to eat bear paws, and I have used them to drink, but you can taste the wine made by bear bile. ”

As he spoke, the old man poured a glass of wine for the other party.

"Really? Then I'll drink more. ”

Wang Quanquan had never seen the world, and before he swallowed the chicken in his mouth, he quickly drank all the wine in the cup.

……

After that, the two began to talk about the recent events in Beijing, and when talking about Pan Yuanzheng, the veteran was also embarrassed:

"Back then, we assisted His Majesty together, he was Wen, and I was Wu.

At that time, I always looked down on him, laughing at him for being a nerd, saying that he looked at Svenwen on the outside, but in fact he had a bad stomach, and he mostly laughed and didn't take it seriously, until he was forced to be in a hurry, and then he scolded me for a sentence.

Since then, he has been good at verbal skills, and every time we meet, we almost have to say a few words to each other, and now that he is dead, there is no one to scold me. ”

After the old man finished speaking with a little regret, he found that the young man opposite was looking at him with a smile on his face, Yan Jun's face flushed, he drank the wine in the cup, and sighed with a wry smile:

"When I'm old, I even have some bullshit feelings of heroes and heroes."

Wang Quanquan shook his head, "General Yan's words are serious, you and Prince Pan are the mainstays of the dynasty, and it is reasonable for heroes to cherish each other." ”

Xu was too drunk, and the old man's eyes were not as clear as just now, he sighed and continued:

"I used to think that this guy had a lot of eyes, and he forced two brothers to death as soon as he became the king of the domain, and he really did it ruthlessly, and then he sent it, this guy is a rare heavy feeling, but our emperor's majesty, it seems to be affectionate, but in fact he is more ruthless than anyone else."

Wang Quanquan smiled bitterly, and Yan Jun said leisurely:

"Don't believe it, even if I say this in front of him, I dare to say that."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, his face turned gloomy again, "It's a pity that these two old guys are dead, and I'm the only one left, and I don't know who to talk to." Pan Yuanzheng has a saying that is really right, dying on the battlefield is not terrible, but the twilight of heroes is terrible. ”

As he finished saying this, Yan Jun's originally straight waist seemed to bend a little.

At that moment, a crack opened in the door, and a small head protruded through the crack.

"Grandpa, what's delicious to eat?"

The person who came was a four or five-year-old boy, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he didn't need to be introduced by his father-in-law, and Wang Quanquan recognized this as Yan Shaoshan's son at a glance.

Yan Jun's originally gloomy face reappeared with joy after seeing his grandson, and he beckoned:

"Zhong'er, come, grandpa has something to drink here."

As he spoke, he raised the wine glass in his hand.

Seeing this, the little guy hurriedly covered his mouth, and said in an urn:

"My mother said that she wouldn't let me drink."

Yan Jun's eyes widened and he said:

"How old are you and still listening to your mother? How can a man not drink alcohol? ”

The king on the side couldn't cry or laugh when he saw this, and said in his heart what kind of grandfather this is.

At this moment, a woman's voice sounded outside the house:

"Zhong'er, don't disturb grandpa."

"It's okay, it's okay, let him in."

Yan Jun said, then went down and hugged his grandson, and the woman who had just pushed the door open outside the house couldn't say anything when she saw this, and nodded to Wang Quanquan and closed the door again.

The child named Zhong'er looked at Wang Quanquan with curiosity on his face, and Yan Jun on the side spoke:

"Call Uncle."

The child was not cowardly, and after generously calling "uncle", he made a strong effort towards the meatballs on the plate.

Yan Jun looked at his grandson lovingly, and said to the king:

"When I was young, I had a tendon in my brain, and I always wanted to serve the country loyally, and gave birth to seven sons and let them join the army. I know you blame yourself for what happened to the mountain, but the one who feels the most guilty should be myself,"

When Yan Jun said this, he looked at his grandson who was looking at him with wide eyes next to him, and said with a smile:

"Zhong'er, go to the kitchen and get us two radishes to relieve our greasy."

"Okay."

The child replied crisply, and jumped out of the door, and Yan Jun continued to say slowly:

"Zhong'er's name was taken by Shaking Mountain, Yan Duzhong, in order to make me happy.

But every time I see this child, I will regret it, if I hadn't forced my son to be a general, Zhong'er would not have lost his father. ”

After Yan Jun finished speaking, the two returned to silence again.

After a while, a child named "Duzhong" walked in from the outside, a small white radish in one hand, and the little one was also polite, and handed the larger one to the guest first.

Wang Quanquan was thinking about the words of the old man, and without looking carefully, he took the dipping sauce and put it in his mouth, and gently chewed a few whole roots and went down, but then the surprised voice of the old man came from the side:

"Zhong'er, where did you get this thing?"

"The kitchen, it's hidden." The little one said ostentatiously.

Yan Jun hurriedly looked up, but saw that Wang Quanquan had swallowed the thumb-thick "radish", and there were only a few whiskers left in his hand.

"What's wrong?" Wang Quanquan's face was full of doubts.

"Don't you think it tastes right?"

"It's a little bitter."

Hearing this, Yan Jun raised the slightly thinner "radish" in his hand, and Wang Quanquan's eyes widened directly when he saw this.

"This is the thousand-year-old ginseng that someone gave me, I usually use it to make ginseng tea, and the few whiskers left in your hand are enough to brew for half a month, I don't feel sorry for this thing, but I feel sorry for you even more."

The old man who met for the first time actually said warm words to the king.

"That'...... So what will happen to me? The king's authority also panicked.

"It's okay, it's just a little nosebleed on the fire, and don't want to sleep for three days and three nights, you're still young and strong, just pay attention to it in the next life."

The more Yan Jun spoke, the more evil he became, and after speaking, he put the only remaining baby ginseng into his arms.

……

After dinner, Wang Quanquan sat on the recliner in the courtyard, quietly thinking about everything that happened today, he knew that this old general was not as easy as he appeared.

He assisted Emperor Sheng'en to sit on the throne of God, but in turn he was to be suspicious, and the mother and daughter of the Yan family were placed under house arrest in the capital, how could he not be cold?

Yan Shaoshan, as the future flag bearer of the Yan family's army, was transferred to rehabilitation, and finally died in the royal battle, the culprit Wen Fuding was not only not punished, but also became a national teacher, how could he not be cold?

and Pan Yuanzheng's death, although it was self-hanging, but the truth doesn't even believe in the king's authority, so how can this former veteran believe it?

Even the most loyal person has to suspect that the Wang family is cooking rabbits and dogs, after all, this kind of thing has not been done before.

Wang Quanquan's mind was in a mess, and at this moment, he caught a glimpse of Yan Shaoshan's wife walking towards the side room with her son.

Because of the misfortune just now, the little guy was beaten, and he was looking at the uncle with a grudge on his face.

The woman obviously also noticed the royal authority, hesitated, let go of her son, stepped forward and said apologetically:

"Lord Wang, it's all because Zhong'er is not sensible, are you sure you don't need to find a doctor to take a look?"

Wang Quanquan smiled and said:

"Sister-in-law doesn't have to worry too much."

The woman smiled and nodded, leaned away, and at this moment, the voice of the king was remembered again behind her:

"Sister-in-law, when I return to the capital, I will definitely take off the head of Wen Fuding with my own hands and use it to pay tribute to Brother Yan."

The woman turned her head in surprise, and the person behind her was full of faces.

……

After the white dew, the night is slightly cool.

Wang Quanquan returned to the room and sat cross-legged, the medicinal power in his body that had been suppressed by cultivation gushing out like a flood of embankments.

Wang Quanquan's skin was visibly red with the naked eye, and a trace of white gas emanated from the pores, and it was not likely that the whole room would be foggy.

In the master's room not far from here, Yan Jun's face was gloomy and uncertain, and there was a knock on the door outside, and a woman gently pushed open the door and walked in.

"Dad, are you looking for me?"

"Zhong'er slept?"

The woman nodded.

Yan Jun hesitated for a moment and said:

"What do you think about this?"

The woman's face was calm, "The daughter-in-law is up to her father." ”

Yan Jun sighed, "Let your father stop moving first, since he has made a promise, we will wait and see what happens." ”

The woman nodded slightly and withdrew.

Yan Jun's originally tense expression also relaxed at this time, and muttered:

"Pan Yuanzheng, is this the master you chose for Luan Wei?"

Yan Jun, the well-deserved eagle of the dynasty, is also the code name of the eagle in Luanwei.

……

In the guest room, Wang Quanquan, who had been meditating for half an hour, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, his skin flush had disappeared, and while dissipating the medicinal power, he also put away the spiritual consciousness covering the surrounding two hundred steps.

Wang Quanquan opened his eyes, his eyes were calm, this father-in-law who has been loyal to the dynasty for more than 20 years, his rebellious heart, he can guess a thing or two without spiritual probing.

What the king's authority did tonight was not to appease people's hearts, but to exchange sincerity for sincerity.

Wen Fuding will kill him, as for the Yan family, the Wang family owes them too much, if they stop here, he can treat it as if it didn't happen.

……

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