Chapter 9: He's Back

If you are not careful, disaster will lurk.

Shen Qiuhan had to be cautious at the moment, whether to win over Wang Weiguo or not provoke him depended on what he said.

"Wang Guogong, what do you think the kid can do?"

Wang Guogong looked at Shen Qiuhan who was smiling, and smoothed his white beard: "Those who set up great things in ancient times not only have supernatural talents, but also have perseverance. The old man sees that you are endowed with talent, young age and mature mind, and you are definitely a person who can achieve great things, but I don't know if you have the heart to repay your family and country. ”

Shen Qiuhan raised his head violently, his eyes fixed on Wang Weiguo. His voice trembled a little: "Including people like me, who were born in the last few years, who have suffered hardships and humiliations, and who have a humble status?"

"I don't know how wronged you are, but adversity can test a person's character, polish a person's will, and show extraordinary integrity in extraordinary circumstances; Wang Guogong showed a kind smile, his eyes were full of tears of pity, and he said softly: "Little brother Qiuhan, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, you can experience some things that ordinary people can't experience, that's not a nightmare, that's the nourishment for your growth, now you should let go of the past." ”

"Can a person of humble birth have the qualifications to ascend and look far away?"

"Of course, as long as you're learned, talented, and tenacious. Wang Weiguo smiled and said, "Do you want to show your talents?"

Shen Qiuhan immediately got up, clasped his fists and saluted, bent down and said: "It's a shame to say, Qiuhan was born humble, although he has some cultivation, but I am afraid that there is no way out, so I can do the villain's plan, and I hope that Wang Guogong will be promoted." ”

"Haha, the little brother is serious. You saved my son first, no matter what the purpose, the old man should be grateful, not to mention that you just want a space to display your talents. Well....... It's just that even though the old man is a prince of the country, he is in a high position and knows a little about your strength, but if I directly appoint you, it will not only be an insult to your talent, but also an obstacle to your career. ”

Wang Weiguo pretended to think deeply, and then said: "Virtuous nephew, there will be a grand elite martial arts performance in a few days, and I can help the virtuous nephew get a place in the competition." ”

"Is there a good opportunity for elite martial arts to show their talents?"

"The virtuous nephew doesn't know that this martial arts competition is a conference organized by the monarch in recent years to select talents, in order to give the children of the poor family the opportunity to enter the official career and serve the empire. All the top three in the competition, regardless of birth, can dine together at Junshang, and on top of the dinner, Junshang will arrange the most suitable position for your talent.

In the competition, each department has supervisors to supervise, and they will choose the talents suitable for their own department according to your performance, which is a grand event for young talents to show their value. ”

"Then there is Lao Guogong, the kid will retire first, go back and prepare well, and he will definitely live up to the expectations of the Guogong. ”

"Okay, haha, you kid must have a hope of hitting the top three, I'm optimistic about you, if you are an official in the same dynasty in the future, you must not forget the friendship between us. ”

"By the words of the national prince, the kid retreated first. ”

As soon as Shen Qiuhan walked on his front foot, two people appeared behind Wang Guogong.

"How?"

One of them spoke: "Unfathomable. ”

Another person continued: "Don't you think that he is too mature at a young age? ”

"This is still secondary, what makes people uneasy is that his strength is too strong, definitely more than the strength of the early stage of the Stygian Sea Realm. This is already more than the same year, even if it is a peerless genius, I have seen a lot, I have never seen a person with such a perverted talent, even if Shen ...... back then, the man suddenly stopped talking.

Wang Guogong had a blank face: "Say." ”

The man continued, "General Shen was only in the early stage of the Stygian Sea Realm at his age. ”

"Don't you think they're alike?"

"Your Excellency is saying, is he.... It can't be, absolutely not. One of them looked horrified.

"Sir, are you thinking too much, I saw the kid with my own eyes...", he pointed his finger and wiped it on his neck.

Wang Weiguo got up and paced a little uneasily, sighed and said, "You say, is it possible for the Pope ......?"

"This is absolutely impossible, the Pope will not be wrong, this is what he proposed, and he carried it out, how could he do such a thing. If the Pope doesn't want that child to die, who in this huge empire has the right to let that child die?" one of them spoke first, his expression nervous, his voice a little fast, and his voice a little shaky.

Wang Guogong waved his hand and said softly: "Don't get excited, Daoist Fuxu, I'm just thinking about it, I was worthy of his Shen family at the beginning, and not making a move is already the ultimate I can do, the entire court was against Shen Yizhen back then, and my lack of help has made it difficult for me to move in the court later, I am not ashamed of him Shen Yizhen, I have a clear conscience." Yes, with a clear conscience. ”

The two of them saw that Wang Guogong had lost some of his temper, so they took their leave.

Wang Weiguo's face was embarrassed, as if he remembered some bad things, and kept muttering in his mouth, but he couldn't hear what he was saying, and then old tears flowed.

"Ah Fu, Ah Fu. ”

"Eh, sir, what do you call me? A white-haired old servant walked out of the side compartment, saw Wang Weiguoyi's appearance, was startled, hurriedly stepped forward, handed over a silk scarf, and muttered: "Master, what's wrong." ”

After Wang Weiguo wiped away his tears and snot, he returned to the stable prince in an instant.

"Ah Fu, you send someone to check the identity of this Shen Qiuhan, and notify me as soon as there is news. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

"And. ”

"Eh, sir, you command. ”

After Wang Weiguo pondered deeply, he said: "Secret inquiry, start with the name Qin Yu, and in addition, try to let Feng'er and the two of them have less contact." ”

"Okay sir, I'll do it right away. It's just that the young master, I'm afraid you will have to take some time to enlighten him, and when he comes back to the present, the young master has not eaten a mouthful of food, and has been locking himself in the room. ”

"Okay, I know, you go down, I'll take care of Feng'er's affairs. ”

In a splendid palace, an old man, dressed in linen and holding a pair of worn scissors, was trimming a pot of unnamed small trees.

"His Excellency. ”

"Come on, find a place to sit yourself!" Someone came in, but the old man didn't know it, still observing the small tree in front of him.

The person who came was the Taoist who had just left the palace of the kingdom, although the old man called him to take a seat, but this was the Pope, he dared to be presumptuous, and stood aside respectfully.

Although he looked anxious, he still did not dare to speak, lest he disturb the Pope.

The old man in sackcloth is the Pope, one of the most powerful people in the entire empire, and even in this world. The old man observed the little tree very carefully, and there were constant starlight fluctuations in his eyes. I don't know how long it took before he picked up the broken scissors in his hand and trimmed them gently.

There is no change in the pruned tree and before the pruning, but the Pope seems to appreciate his own small tree.

The smile on his face was full of kindness.

"Tell me, what's the matter. The old man put down the scissors and took a water scoop, which was made after a gourd was broken, very old, and there was a hole in the edge of the scoop, which was very dazzling, which should have been left after being chopped by a sharp blade.

The old man watered the tree, but the Fuxu Daoist still didn't dare to make a sound.

Because from his point of view, the afterglow of the setting sun just happened to shine obliquely, reflecting the old man in the dim glow, and the old man's every move was full of kindness, and this peaceful picture made people feel soothed just by looking at it. The people of Fuxu Dao were unwilling and did not dare to break this tranquility and peace.

When the Pope put down the melon scoop in his hand, he smiled and said: "Say whatever you want! ”

After the prayer, he said respectfully: "Your Excellency, I went to Wang Weiguo's mansion today as a guest and met a person. ”

"Haha, what kind of person can make your old guy rush like this. As he spoke, the Pope took a scoop of water from the jar and took a sip.

"Shen Qiuhan. ”

With that, the Taoist looked up at the Pope.

The old man was still smiling like that, and his face was very kind. It's just that there are a few more microwaves in the tank.

"He's back!"

"He's not dead?" From the Pope's unsurprised expression, the Taoist confirmed that he had guessed correctly.

"Who said he was dead?"

"However, it was the Pope himself..."

"I just made a suggestion. ”

The people of the Breeze did not dare to comment on the Pope, even in their hearts.

The Pope put down the melon scoop, gently tidied up the sackcloth on his body, and said with a smile: "Is the child doing well?"

"Shen Qiuhan is only fourteen years old, and his cultivation is at least in the middle of the Xuan Netherworld. Mature ......"

The Fuxu Daoist did not dare to hide it, and 1510 told everything he knew, including everything he had specially investigated in the afternoon about what had happened in the tea shop outside the city yesterday.

When the Taoist had finished, there was no smile on the Pope's face, and his face was sad, and the corners of his eyes flashed across the corners.

"I've endured too much at a young age, I'm sorry for this child!"

"Lord Pope, Shen Qiuhan's talent is only better than Shen Qiuhan's back then..... Shen Yizhen was terrified. ”

"Yizhen is a good boy, and I hurt him!"

"My lord, do you just let Shen Qiuhan go? In a few years, he didn't know how strong his strength would be. ”

The old man gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a sad face: "You send two knights to protect him secretly!"

"Pope, this, this, it's not right! The child must be back, come back..."

"He came back for revenge, and when I let him go, he said that when he stepped into the imperial capital again, it would be the day of his revenge. This child is precocious, hey, he was only four years old that year, and the darkness and gore of that scene must have appeared in his dreams from time to time!" the old man leaned back against the chair and closed his eyes in pain.

The Fuxu Daoist didn't dare to say much, so he had to retreat.