At night, Wang Quanquan closed his eyes and meditated in the house, and after a while, Tian Jun and his party also entered the store, and the middle-aged man first greeted the shopkeeper for a while, and then walked upstairs.

A few moments later, there was a knock at the door of the king's house.

"Please come in." The king's authority opened his eyes.

The businessman surnamed Tian pushed the door in, smiled politely, and said:

"Zhao Gongzi is still used to living?"

Wang Quanquan smiled and nodded, "It's much better than my usual wandering and sleeping in the streets." ”

"If you need anything, even if Hetian says it, you're welcome."

"Thank you Boss Tian first."

Wang Quanquan stood up and arched his hand at the other party.

At the door, the little girl Tian Lu was peeking into the room, and suddenly saw her father turn around, frowning and looking at herself, the girl immediately turned her head, looked around, and pretended to be nothing.

Tian Jun said goodbye, walked out of the room with a helpless face, and walked to the guest room with his daughter.

"Not him?"

Wang Quanquan muttered.

……

Nawen will be able to stir up the entire Donghan, and he must have guessed that he will come to seek revenge, and he will go to the capital, and I don't know how many dangers there will be on the way, so it is always right to be fully prepared.

The king's eyes were tightly closed, and the sound in his ears was like thunder.

The beauty of rebuilding the scriptures, in addition to repairing the damaged dantian, is also very beneficial to the improvement of cultivation, and its origin is mysterious, and it is not even inferior to the ancient book handed down by his master.

As soon as he mentioned the unobtrusive master, Wang Quanquan couldn't help but have a headache, when the two met that day, the other party said a lot of mysterious words to himself, and after listening to it for a long time, he understood a sentence:

"This realm is cultivated to the highest to the knot, after the knot pill is difficult to move an inch, if you want to go to the next level, you need to break through the boundary, for the teacher is waiting for you here."

When Wang Quanquan heard this, he didn't feel the love from the master, he only felt that this was another conspiracy, and this old man couldn't tell where he was waiting to pit himself.

As he pondered, there was another knock on the door, and it was the young man from the caravan.

"What's the matter?" Wang Quanquan asked.

The other party did not answer, but knelt down directly for him, bowed his head and said:

"The villain sees the prince!"

The tone was coherent, and he didn't stutter at all.

The king's authority immediately became clear, and said calmly:

"You're a Dark Guard?"

The man did not dare to raise his head, and replied in a deep voice:

"The villain is not that blessed, just an ordinary spy, a few days ago, the Donghan scouts intercepted and killed the ugly cow, and the villain is just a temporary substitute."

"Get up." The king's authority commanded.

When the young man heard this, he got up, his expression was restrained but not dull, not at all as honest as during the day.

Before Wang Quanquan left, Yan Jun had told him that someone would answer him after he went ashore, and at first he thought that this person would be one of the Tian family's father and daughter, but he didn't expect that in the end it would be an inconspicuous stammering guy in the caravan.

Now it seems that that Tian girl is really too innocent.

Subsequently, the man introduced the situation of Donghan to the royal authority.

"This route is the safest, and when the prince arrives in the capital, there will be Lord Yinhu to respond."

As soon as the man finished speaking, Wang Quanquan suddenly made a gesture to interrupt the other party, then stood up lightly and tiptoed towards the door.

When he arrived at the door, Wang Quanquan suddenly opened the door, and the girl who was putting her ear against the crack of the door stumbled defenselessly and fell into the other party's arms.

Nephrite was in his arms, and the man seemed to smile and said:

"Brother Tian, what a coincidence?"

The girl struggled to get up in a panic, her face was red to the base of her ears, and it took a long time for her to come back to her senses, and she pretended to be calm and said:

"I ...... I'm here for him. ”

As she spoke, she pointed to the guy in the room, and this time she stammered instead.

……

"Tian Gongzi walks slowly, and he will often come to play in the future."

After sending Tian Lu away, Wang Quanquan returned to the room and closed the door, sighing secretly.

I used to think that my dad was messing with flowers and grass everywhere, and he was not as good as a beast, but I didn't expect that now it was my turn, and after all, I still lived the most hated appearance.

"Alas...... It's just that I'm too handsome and dashing. ”

……

Early the next morning, a white horse sailed north.

Immediately, the man was still dressed in white with two swords, but the slender short sword had been placed horizontally under his robe at the back of his waist, and there was no need to unsheath it.

The essence of the thirteen styles of the Thrilling Hung lies in the accumulation of momentum, Wang Quanquan intercepted the method of accumulating momentum, combined with the flying sword technique of the old man surnamed Ye, accumulated momentum all the way, and strived to kill with one blow at a critical moment.

Last night, according to the spy, there is a living Buddha in Donghan Jingshi, and this time it is very likely to stop it, Buddhism and Taoism have always been unfathomable, especially the real living Buddha and the like, and it cannot be guessed by common sense.

The young living Buddha that Wang Quanquan once met in Cong Mo Academy, just by shattering the solid wood case in anger, he was already not inferior to the realm of martial immortals, not to mention the great magical powers that were not spread by the Liberation Gate.

He can't say whether there is really an immortal reincarnation in this world, but cultivating an immortal in the body of a mortal is a real existence, and in some ways, he himself is already half an immortal.

After a long day of galloping all the way, the royal authority arrived at the first resting place, a very ordinary Lingcheng.

The people of Donghan were fierce, and almost everyone carried bows and knives, so Wang Quanquan brought a sword into the city, which did not attract the attention of the soldiers defending the city, and he was still dressed as a literati, and these soldiers were too lazy to find him unlucky.

In recent years, Donghan has admired the rule of the state by literati, and although many scholars came from humble backgrounds, they have also found a place in the court, and these "useless scholars" who have never been valued by people have gradually risen in status.

Among them, there are some scholars who imitate the masters of the dynasty, green shirts and swords, and travel all over the world, even if they are pretending, they can also cause a lot of praise and applause.

Although most of this is the entertainment of people in the literary world, it is the trend of the times to emphasize literature and suppress martial arts, even ordinary soldiers know not to easily offend these literati who may worship the prime minister and marquis in the future.

Wang Quanquan entered the city without hindrance, looking at the lively scene of a small Lingcheng that was not inferior to the dynasty's mansion, even he had to admire the methods of this first auxiliary minister of Donghan.

When I came to a tavern, the guys greeted him very warmly, and in Donghan, where silver is supreme, ordinary guys are more nimble than the dynasty.

Wang Quanquan looked at the menu cards hanging on the wall, and ordered a few in Donghan language, and the man was not surprised by this, and took the money and went down with a smile on his face.

Nowadays, there is a scarcity of civil officials in Donghan, and in recent years, some literati who can't get along in the dynasty have come to Donghan to try their luck.

The dynasty has always been kind to scholars, Xiucai can be exempted from forced labor and taxes, see local officials can not kneel, and raise people can also receive silver from the local government every month.

Even if you don't have fame, you will be looked down upon when you walk down the street in a long shirt, so it's easy for no one to do this kind of thing that will be poked in the back.

This incident also made a rare unity of opinion in the Central Plains circles, and they gave the nickname "literary traitors" to those literati who were willing to stigmatize themselves and become tatars.

As for the first auxiliary minister of Donghan, who claimed to be a literary general, he was naturally regarded as the biggest traitor.

Those scholars who sell goods to learn from other races, even if they get an official position by changing hands, they will still be looked down upon by the Donghan literary circle in the end, and the literati are the most xenophobic and like to suppress others, so these people's careers will not be too good.

It is rumored that there is an old Xiucai, with mediocre ability, who participated in the imperial examination in the dynasty for decades, and even failed the township examination.

Because of the ups and downs in his career, in the end, regardless of his face, he recognized a grandson of Donghan Jingguan as his father-in-law, and became the laughing stock of the entire dynasty and the Donghan literary circle.

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