Chapter Ninety-Six: Two Stories
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Wang Ce's declaration of "Seven Deaths" can be called the most arrogant declaration of revenge.
It is clear that it is to Gong Wang die. Everyone who understands knows that Wang Ce is avenging the blow of the martial arts. Wang Ce was not even afraid of the Quanbei Tang Dynasty, knowing that he was communiquing his personal vendetta.
That night, King Xin set up a banquet in Ronghua Building to wash the dust for King Gong.
King Gong lived a ** night of fine clothes and jade food. On this day, he lived a beautiful life, jumping alive, and there was no sign of death.
The next day, it was King Xiang who held a banquet to entertain King Gong. King Gong is still alive and well, and according to a certain Qinglou girl who accompanied him, he is very old and strong.
Wang Ce's words, are they wild words, or declarations, jokes, or come true? Keep reading, he doesn't have time to deal with them.
If someone asked, Wang Ce's reply was that the moment King Gong walked out of the second place, he was doomed to death. Even if it is to talk about Ji Rulai to ask.
In the impression of many spies, the Tan Commander is a person with an extremely vague impression. The only clear impression is a timeless smile and the handsomeness of an adult.
It's not that Tan Jiru is not impressive, but most spies are difficult, and they don't even have the courage to look at Tan Jiru directly.
From the era of the old conductor to this time, it was the era of talking about Ji Ru, and he was in charge. A conversation season is like ordering the South Ya to turn over, and it is like saying that Zhongtian will ride the North Ya below.
Tan Jiru is a handsome and feminine middle-aged man, who is definitely the legendary noblewoman killer. A pair of eyes that people dare not look at directly, as deep as a whirlpool, as if they can sweep away people's souls.
Tan Jiru does not have the arrogance of Xie Shimi, the domineering spirit of the governor of the eight prefectures, and the bookish spirit of the cabinet assistant. He was just a quiet, quiet person.
However, it is this handsome guy who is a noblewoman killer who has controlled Nanya for 20 years, and his pervasive sense of existence has made the government and the opposition retreat.
The most difficult thing to restrain is that the warriors of the rivers and lakes who have never done their own thing, are not even willing to enter the territory of the Northern Tang Dynasty. Because, there is Nanya, and there is Ji Ru.
Wang Ce is one of the few people who can talk to Ji Ru directly. Talking about Ji Ru in detail, thinking about Nanya, which was under his control, became one of the largest spy groups.
Wang Ce suddenly felt a palpitation, Lao Gu's accomplices in the two yas, is it talking about Ji Ru? He hopes that even if he is not a person all the way, he will not be antagonistic, this will be a terrible enemy.
"Talking about adults, I need more masters. I need information, more information. ”
Xiaolou is a very quiet small building, Tan Ji Ru smiled: "Most of the offerings are from sects and families, your previous words, the capital has been spread." Sects and families don't like you. ”
Wang Ce was dumbfounded: "My lord, when I caught the loyal king, there was a problem with the offering. You must have a solution. ”
Tan Jiru didn't answer, took a brush, and slowly wrote a word on the white paper: "People, I'll give it to you, intelligence, I'll give it to you, you have to handle the case well." ”
It's a "messy" word!
"Do a good job" is a very delicate word, and Wang Ce chewed patiently. Tan Jiru suddenly said: "Do you think that person will definitely appear?"
Wang Ce shrugged his shoulders, and Tan Ji Ru shook his head dumbly: "You thought of it, did that person also think of it?"
Waiting for Wang Ce to leave with his warrant, Tan Jiru rewrote a few words, and his solemn eyebrows slowly stretched!
"Embroidery"!
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There is a warrant to talk about Ji Ru, and Wang Ce has been unimpeded all the way!
Talking about Ji Ru in Nanya is definitely a good word. In this regard, Yu Shitai does not know how many times he has been impeached, and thinks that Tan Jiru's authority in Nanya is too heavy, and he should retire to the inner camp.
In fact, Tan Jiru has only served as a commander for more than ten years. This is not too long in the spy group, the same for Wu Zun.
Wang Ce hurriedly came to the three places and the five places in person, and met with the commanders of the two places one after another. Then, the other party's file is transferred with a warrant.
The five departments are equivalent to the central security department, and send men and horses to protect the local commanders above the fifth rank. Naturally, there is the meaning of surveillance. However, Wang Ce did not gain anything in the five places, and the royal family did not need the protection of the five places.
On the contrary, in three places, a lot of information was obtained. Sure enough, as Wang Ce expected, the three places arranged eyeliner like Prince Gong's Mansion.
Re-checked, the past intelligence files of Prince Gong's Mansion. Wang Ce shook his head and sent a person from the second department to contact the third department in charge of intelligence!
He needs information from Prince Gong's Mansion. This can only be easily done in the three largest places.
When Wang Ce was busy, King Gong didn't seem to be swaggering enough, and announced that he would hold a banquet in Ronghua Building for seven consecutive days. Perhaps, this is somewhat of an attempt to slap the face.
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The third night after King Gong's release came.
Wang Ce has never been in the habit of taking work home, and he doesn't even take the initiative to think about things at work. Nanya's work is just work.
Learning swordsmanship from a half-emperor soul is an extremely boring thing. Because, what the half-emperor soul taught was the simplest and most basic sword.
"Your heart is not on this. "The half-emperor soul stopped, Wang Ce was absent-minded, Uncle Wang Soul was definitely not a good master.
"If you are absent-minded, it is better not to practice. Sit. "Under the green umbrella, there is a voice.
Wang Cesuo sat down, took the gourd and drank the herbal tea slowly. The voice of the half-emperor soul became leisurely: "I teach people for the first time, I don't understand much, I want to tell two stories." ”
"Many years ago, there was a young man from an ordinary background who wanted to make a career in martial arts. He was very talented, but his family background was ordinary, and he never took refuge in any forces, and he did not become a cave realm until he was twenty years old. ”
When he stepped into the Nine Realms of Innate Nature, he embarked on the road of wandering the world alone. Everywhere he went, he would challenge the local masters. Failed again and again, and in just three years, he lost a full hundred times. Others ridiculed him as the king of the 100 defeated guns. ”
"But he's always been strong in his belief and he's always challenged. Lost two hundred times, lost five hundred. Then, it took others twenty years to become the True Martial Nine Realms, and he used forty years. In forty years, he lost a thousand times, not a single one. ”
The half-emperor soul's ability to tell stories is very poor, but Wang Ce is still moved and faintly shocked. What kind of perseverance is that, it's insane.
"However, it took others ten or twenty years to become a martial artist, and it only took him three years to become a martial artist. Because, he lost a thousand times, and he didn't win once. ”
The half-emperor's soul was leisurely: "Later, the people who ridiculed him only had martial arts in their lives, and even true martial arts cultivation. However, in just twenty years, he broke through continuously and became Emperor Wu. ”
Since then, he has a new name. Then, never lost again. ”
Wang Ce opened his mouth, and with an indescribable shock, he rushed out: "A thousand defeats are invincible, Ji Qianyi is defeated!"
Ji Qianyu was one of the most famous and powerful martial emperors in Dongzhou, and his life was full of legends. It is a living legend that has inspired many teenagers from ordinary backgrounds.
Regarding the legend of Ji Qian's defeat, since Wang Ce crossed over, even his ears have been numb.
Half of the face of the half-emperor soul slowly soaked into a smile: "There is another story. ”
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"I met a young man three times, the first time I met him was in a small town, he was a teenager at the time, and he practiced his knife every day. He was bullied and insulted by other teenagers, and he couldn't even beat him for a marrow washing period, so he only continued to practice knife techniques silently. ”
"The second time I saw him, he was fighting against a Gangfeng master. He killed his opponent. ”
"The third time, I witnessed it with my own eyes, and he killed a gang qi master. ”
Wang Cezheng felt that this seemed to be nothing, and the half-emperor soul slowly continued: "The first time I saw him, he was only fourteen years old. The second time I saw him, he was eighteen years old. The third time, he was twenty-one years old. ”
Then, when Wang Ce didn't think so, the half-emperor soul said the last sentence: "He only used one knife to kill!"
"From the first time I saw him, he was practicing a knife. The third time, he was still practicing that knife. I firmly believe that as long as he continues to practice, one day, he will become a Martial Sect. ”
Wang Ce was shocked and moved, and smiled helplessly. Than perseverance and tenacity, he will never be inferior to anyone, except that he lives a second life, not for self-abuse.
The half-emperor soul got up quietly: "You have perseverance, tenacity, and faith. You are smart, open-minded, and optimistic. You're no worse than them. ”
"You go your way, that's not wrong. You are too casual and too rash, and this is not wrong. ”
Wang Ce listened silently.