When Wang Quanquan returned to the palace, it was already dusk, and after dinner, he went to the courtyard alone, lay down on a rocking chair, closed his eyes, and recalled the recent events.

The demon aconite has not appeared since the last miss, with his heavenly cultivation and ruthlessness, there is no need to worry about anything, and it is absolutely impossible to let himself go like this, the reason why he has not done it for a long time is probably related to the injury he suffered thousands of years ago.

Aconite's body was destroyed, and a wisp of remnant soul fled to this realm, although he escaped the pursuit, but the will of heaven and earth in this realm is too strong, even if he can take away this kind of magic, everything still needs to be started from scratch, and the highest cultivation will not exceed Jin Dan.

The aura in this world is thin, and the king's authority is also relying on the aura in the jade pendant to barely cultivate to the golden pill, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, even if the aconite is a generation of Tianjiao, the cultivation may not be as strong as it was back then, maybe it is not as good as himself.

In this way, the reason why he used to kill people in his dreams was most likely because this technique relied on the soul more than the body, and his soul was still a Jindan powerhouse, but the physical body was not necessarily.

Thinking of this, Wang Quanquan's mood suddenly brightened, if he can find the other party now, then all the problems can be solved, but since he is hiding and refuses to come out, then he still has nothing to do, just wait for the master to move to the rescue.

……

The more Wang Quanquan thought about it, the happier he became, and finally patted the armrest of the chair, opened his eyes and said excitedly:

"Hey, I'm so smart."

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that Old Man Jiang was sitting opposite, staring at him with a meaningful face.

The old man smiled and groaned:

"Wang boy, what do you want to do? It can't be a family affair with the girl of the South Gate family, right? ”

Why is this one back?

Wang Quanquan fell into the chair, his face was vicissitudes, and his demeanor and movements were a little older than the old man opposite.

"Old Jiang Tou, if it's okay, you just go out for a walk, find a daughter-in-law for Jiang Xiucheng's kid or something, I really can't find it, find him a grandmother, don't be alone with me all day long?"

Jiang Xiuye had long been accustomed to the other party's nonsense, and still said with a smile:

"What's the matter, you two blew it?"

"We didn't make it." Wang Quanquan closed his eyes again, "You still claim to be a contemporary Wolong, you don't know anything about this?" ”

The old man stroked his beard and said unexpectedly:

"The old man has always insisted that his children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and this kind of thing will not be overly mixed, but there is one thing that the old man knows better than you."

"What's the matter?"

"About the eldest son of the Nanmen family."

Hearing this, Wang Quanquan opened his eyes and straightened up.

He knows Old Man Jiang very well, and every time the other party takes the initiative to come to him, he either eats and drinks with food, or he really has something important.

……

The old man was very satisfied with the reaction of the king's authority, stroked his beard and said:

"First of all, tell me what you think of Nanmen Huo Xin."

Wang Quanquan thought for a while, and said slowly:

"You must know what happened in the capital recently, I have been suspicious of him for a long time, but I have not been able to find evidence, it just so happened that today he blocked the second young man of the Ji family, so I went to Nanmen Mansion on this matter.

Nanmen Huo Xin told me all his plans, this guy does have some city government, not only wants to win the position of the head of the family, but also wants to suppress the other brothers.

I also knew that it was unrealistic to make friends who didn't want to be based on my identity, but as soon as I began to doubt him, he couldn't wait to tell the truth, which was too much of a coincidence. ”

Jiang Xiuye nodded and said noncommittally:

"His reason is unassailable."

Wang Quanquan changed his words at this time:

"But compared to him, I'm more interested in you, how do you know these things, and why can you see that there is something wrong with Nanmen Huo Xin, can you really pinch it?"

The old man showed an unfathomable smile, picked up the tea and took a sip, squinted his eyes and said:

"Do you think I'm a faction that really relies on one person's strategy? Those who have achieved great things since ancient times, but who has fought alone? ”

"That's right." Wang Quanquan groped his chin, "In this unfamiliar place in the capital, you can actually find a helper?" ”

"It's true that there are helpers, but they are not found by themselves, but left by the old man and his brother."

"You mean Lufeng?" The king's face was amazed.

Jiang Xiuye's old face, which was still smiling, was secretly revealed at this moment, and he said slowly:

"I guess you know his past."

Wang Quanquan nodded and said:

"When the Northern Yuan Dynasty was broken, most of the old ministers of the Northern Yuan Dynasty withdrew to the grassland where the Dayan family was stationed, and Lu Feng, who had royal blood, stayed on his own, trying to restore the country in the future.

This old man is very forbearing, hiding under the nose of my Wang family for so many years, and being a teacher with peace of mind, and then somehow the second child learned that he was invited to be a strategist, but unfortunately the ending was not very good, I didn't expect him to keep such a hand. ”

The old man sighed, looked up at the laurel tree in the courtyard and said:

"Our two brothers and sisters did not fight to the death like the previous Zongheng family, but in the end he still chose Emperor Shun, and I chose you, maybe this is the will of God."

"Can you put it another way, and make it look like a big girl looking for a husband."

The old man smiled when he heard this:

"Those of us, no matter how much outsiders praise us, whether it is a peerless national warrior or a talented king, in the final analysis, we must not be attached to you princes and princes.

Some of them are for fame through the ages, some are for glory and wealth, and without exception they are rare smart people in the world. But in the end, he couldn't give up what he had in his hand, and finally ended up cooking a rabbit and a dead dog. ”

When Wang Quanquan heard this, he did not say anything to appease his advisers like other high-ranking people, but said with a hippie smile:

"Old ginger, why are you still sad, this is not like your character, you don't know, I have never had the ambition to be an emperor, let alone kill a donkey like others."

The old man's twisted face finally pulled out a smile, and said with emotion:

"The old man will not be wrong in looking at people, and he also knows that your Wang boy is not the kind of ungrateful person, but when he talks about the old people, he can't help but feel a little sad. Senior brother, he has been dormant in the capital for so many years, it is nothing more than owing a favor to General Donghanwen, he exchanged his life for Pan Yuanzheng's life, both of them are rare talents in the world, and they are not at a loss. ”

"In that case, Old Man Lu should have transferred his power in the capital to you a long time ago, why haven't I heard you mention it?"

The old man did not answer immediately, but pointed to the cup on the table, and Wang Quanquan rolled his eyes and filled it with great interest.

……

The old man glanced at the king's authority, sighed and said:

"If you are interested in the throne, it is impossible for the old man to say it. You can sit on the country, but it's a little less interesting to fight the country, and you can do a lot of dirty work with your nose pinched, but you will inevitably regret it later, so the old man has long been ready to do it for him.

It's just that after so long of contact, I found that your teacher Liu Ge Lao said it well, you are really a pile of mud, let alone on the wall, it is too rare to grow vegetables. ”

The old man may have scolded his mouth dry, picked up the tea and blew it, and took a sip slowly, Wang Quanquan was scolded for no reason, but he was not annoyed, he was still fine, and the hippie smile added tea to the other party.