On the roof, Wang Quanquan and the young man fought together, from the beginning of the fight, he was slightly surprised, the other party is not an ordinary martial artist, the mighty sword style is not muddy at all, and the rare sword move has a unique sword intent.

Although this sword intent is not as good as Zhao Shuquan and Taibai Immortal Emperor, it can be a faction of its own, so that Wang Quanquan has to use the Bai Yujing sword technique to fight.

The young swordsman has a good cultivation and has reached the peak of Jindan, it is said that this kind of person stays in this realm, either he is adopted by the heavenly court as an immortal, or he is expelled from the nine abysses due to rebellion in the realm, and he should never participate in mortal disputes.

Wang Quanquan suppressed the cultivation to the death below the golden pill, but it was the cultivation of the god transformation period before, and the two fought back and forth for a while, and the battle was not to the point of life and death, and he didn't want to show his full strength for the time being.

The young swordsman swung away from the attack of the assassin in front of him with a sword, and said in a deep voice:

"Who the hell are you?"

"But I should ask you, with such skills, why are you willing to live under others and help the abuse?"

"Humph!"

The other party didn't reply, just snorted coldly, a sword cracked out of the majestic sword qi, Wang Quanquan's eyes changed when he saw this, and the long sword in his hand also swept out, and the sword qi of the two sides collided together in mid-air, and the sound shook half of the capital.

Wang Quanquan had a rough guess in his heart, and said to the other party with a meaningful smile:

"You can have this level, the widow is very pleased, why don't you look back behind you?"

The young swordsman frowned when he heard this, not knowing what tricks the other party was doing, and at this moment, a rapid gong suddenly sounded around him:

"Come on, the warehouse is out of water!"

He turned around in surprise and found that the warehouse where the files were stored in the distance was already in flames, no wonder the two of them made such a noise and failed to attract onlookers.

A figure burst out from the firelight and came straight to the two of them, not intending to make a move, and also stood still in mid-air.

The comer looked exactly like the assassin, and both spoke at the same time:

"Boy, this is called the doppelganger technique, and I will teach you another trick, kowtow and thank you."

"Too much deception!"

The young swordsman squeezed out a few words between his teeth, as if he had suffered a great humiliation, he did have a reason to be angry, since he first entered the rivers and lakes, he had never been defeated, let alone being played like a monkey. But in the eyes of the king, this scene is still like a wild dog with teeth bared in front of a tiger, and there is no deterrence at all.

The young swordsman still wanted to fight again, but when he saw that the other party had already recalled the clone, he immediately took the sword back to its sheath and turned his back and said:

"It's not easy to get this cultivation, you have to know how to cherish the blessings, Wei Jintang is not a good person, I advise you to withdraw as soon as possible."

With that, the figure disappeared in an instant.

……

Back outside King Tian's mansion, Wang Guanquan tidied up his messy clothes, and when his hand touched the collar, he found a piece of broom grass inside.

I was about to throw it away, but I suddenly remembered something, a weird smile appeared on my face, I put the straw stalk back in its place, put on the human skin mask again, and walked into the door with my legs raised.

"I'm back."

Seeing the woman waiting in the courtyard, Wang Quanquan smiled, the other party was originally looking up at the moon in a daze, but when he heard this, he turned his head and got up and said:

"I just heard a loud noise outside, are you okay?"

"What can I do, it's approaching the end of the year, probably whose child is setting off the cannon."

Wang Quanquan said, walked to the table and sat down, poured a cup of tea and said:

"It's you, isn't it boring to stay in the house all day long?"

The woman sat down softly and said with a light smile:

"Husband, you forgot, I usually embroider to pass the time, and Juan'er Cui'er to talk to me, it's really not good to have piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the house, but the level of those two girls playing chess is a little worse."

Qiao Qiao said, looking up at the other party, the latter immediately understood, and said with a smile:

"If you want me to play chess with you, just say it, Go, chess, backgammon, and beast chess?"

"This Go and Xiangqi concubines are both familiar with each other, but the latter two are unheard of." The woman blinked her beautiful eyes and wondered.

Wang Quanquan also knew that he was pouting, but he didn't know Wang Tian's own chess level, so he made the mistake and said the wrong way:

"None of this is important, this king has just figured out a new way to play recently, and he is lacking a personal try, I wonder if the princess is interested?"

The woman nodded with a smile and said:

"Everything you like."

"Okay, I'll go get it."

Wang Quanquan said, got up and went to the study, rummaged through the cabinets, and finally found a chess piece.

With no one around, he put his hand on the chess box, and a faint light flashed, and the chess pieces and chessboard in the chess box changed.

Wang Quanquan came to the courtyard with a chess box, put the chessboard and chess pieces on one by one, and the woman curiously took a square chess piece and said:

"Husband, what is this?"

"You can call it social chess. The traditional game of chess, starting from the Warring States Period, adheres to the fact that the sky is round and the place is round, and the black and white characters represent yin and yang, which is in line with the avenue, and the way of harmful fraud and falsification has always been sought after by the vertical and horizontal family.

The set of chess designed by your husband and I is naturally not comparable to Go, but it is more than enough for recreation. ”

Wang Quanquan said, picked up a chess piece, on which the red pen was drawn, engraved with the word "emperor", he said slowly:

"This chess piece, red and black each account for twenty-five, from top to bottom, there are emperors, generals, ten thousand households, school captains, thousands of households, hundreds of households, captains, soldiers, and their positions are decreasing in turn."

"In other words, a high position can eat a low position?" The woman is thorough at all.

"Clever, in addition, there are also royal flags, assassins, traps, firearms, etc., all of which have different roles, and our ultimate goal is to take down the opponent's royal banner or completely annihilate the enemy."

This set of chess was changed by the king's authority according to the military chess, and he originally wanted to change the "military flag" to the "throne", but it seemed too rebellious to think about it, so he retreated and chose the "royal flag".

But even so, this thing can only be played by the couple behind closed doors, and once it spreads, the Jinghu guard will have to find it the next day.

After a stick of incense, the presumptuous voice of the king's authority came from the courtyard:

"Poor dagger, your emperor was killed by my assassins!"

The butler who was in charge of handing the tea on the side was clever and almost dropped the teapot in his hand to the ground, and he boldly reminded:

"Lord Wang, be cautious, be careful that the wall has ears."

"Sorry, sorry, I was too excited."

“……”

After another quarter of an hour, Wang Quanquan laughed again:

"Accept your fate, my emperor's dragon chair was robbed by me!"

……

In the middle of the night, in the room, Wang Quanquan faced the woman's pitiful gaze, and said the idea of sleeping in separate rooms.

Although he has always adhered to the concept of "taking advantage of the bastard", it is on the premise that both parties are willing, not taking other people's wives by deception.

Fortunately, the woman has long been accustomed to the "husband" staying in the Qinglou for three days and two nights, and it is rare for the other party to come back for the night, but she still insists on helping the other party to loosen her clothes, and the king hesitates, and finally agrees.

The woman slowly untied the other party's clothes, took off the complicated brocade clothes, and folded them neatly, and asked:

"Husband, why do you have a firework in your clothes today?"

"Oh, I went out for a walk at night, and I came across a house on fire."

"You're going to help?"

"Is that kind of person? I stood by and watched for a while. ”

“…… Rest early, I'll take my clothes and wash them. ”

The woman said, very naturally, she tapped on the other party's cheek, and the soft and moist touch came, and the king immediately froze in place, and when he came back to his senses, there was no woman in the room.

He touched the skin that did not belong to him, and muttered doubtfully:

"There's no reason, I'm wearing a mask, why can I still feel it?"

Then he realized the point - he was an old guy in his 300s, and he was kissed by a girl in his early twenties, which was simply a sin.

Under the condemnation of his conscience, he no longer had the heart to sleep, so he took out a spirit stone, sat on the bed and vomited.

In another room, separated from one of the walls, the woman took out a needle and thread to sew up a small tear in the cuff, which was very neat, apparently cut by a sharp weapon.

After sewing, she groped for a straw stalk from the collar and held it in her hand, stunned.

……

Early the next morning, the king went out, and after a night of vomiting, he was refreshed.

He was eating breakfast in the teahouse, listening to the old-fashioned story of the storyteller on the stage, and looking out the window at the bustling street, this tranquility was very common in the eyes of the dignitaries and dignitaries in Beijing, but he knew that this was the rarest thing in the world.

Last night's fire in the investigation factory, it should be considered a lot of news in Beijing, and the storyteller who lives by his mouth will definitely not miss it, but until now, I still haven't heard the news, and I think Wei Jintang specially blocked the news.

Things are really as he expected, once those officials in the DPRK who were coerced by the arrest factory learned about this, he Wei, Jin, and Tang would definitely be attacked by a group, but with his current status, even if he was hated by the Manchu Dynasty, it would not hurt his muscles and bones, and the most important thing was to catch the evidence of his rebellion.

Stuffing the last bite of the bun into his mouth, Wang Quanquan got up and walked outside, leaving the teahouse all the way west, and finally came to a temple.

The temple is very new, but it has a history of no less than 300 years, obviously someone often takes care of it, and if you can build a temple in the capital, there will be no incense stick, which is why the god of Lei will sell the face of the king's authority.

The three words "Sword Temple" hanging on the lintel, the pen is strong, with the domineering spirit of the world, which is from the hand of Emperor Yingxuan, who was not confused at that time.

Wang Quanquan himself didn't care about these false names, but as a son, Wang Qianying could not ignore his father's merits, and soon after succeeding to the throne, he began to build the Sword Temple.

The temple was built by the Ministry of Industry, which cost a lot of gold and silver, and the golden statue enshrined in it was also derived from the image of the king's authority.

On the day of the statue, the people visited one after another, and the incense was prosperous, but a few decades later, the dynasty suddenly suffered a natural disaster, a large number of refugees poured into the capital, the law and order were chaotic, and it was still difficult for people to live, who would care about a dead thing.

There is not afraid of death will hit the idea on the golden statue, steal it overnight, the court has been looking for a long time and has not found it, can only make up a clay statue first, and then the safflower born in response to the disaster will make trouble in Beijing, after a smash, even the clay statue is gone.

Fortunately, although the emperor at that time was mediocre, he also showed amazing courage at the critical moment, relying on the firearms left by his ancestors, not only calmed the disaster, but also arranged the disaster properly.

After surviving the most difficult years, the Ministry of Industry also had to spare the strength to restore the statue, but at this time, the golden body had completely changed......

Wang Quanquan stepped into the temple, looked up at the idol that had nothing to do with him, and said with a smile:

"Finally found you."

……