Chapter 106 Gongsun Zan is resurrected, the death of Xiao Zhongwang

"I'm a wooden man."

"In the past few years, I suddenly thought about something and realized that I was actually a wooden man."

Xiao Zhongwang drank a glass of strong wine in one breath, his face flushed and he coughed violently: "They told me to hate me, and I would hate me. They said they wanted to kill you, and I would kill you."

"I don't know who I am!" Xiao Zhong Wang didn't notice it. He was crying like an abandoned lonely child.

Wang Ce shook his head and sighed: "Then?"

"I can't tell what is true or what is false. I can't even tell what is my thoughts, what is the idea they gave me to think so." Xiao Zhongwang drank the spirits sipped in sip.

"I don't even dare to get married!"

The fierce mood of Xiao Zhong King eased again: "I heard that King Gong is dead, and the emperor is quarreling with them, right?"

"That's right." Wang Ce smiled: "Every day, there are arguments. The civil and military officials of the court suddenly shut up and didn't say a word on this matter."

"It must be the meaning of the cabinet and the Military Academy." Xiao Zhongwang suddenly laughed: "Those civil officials thought that without them, the world would be in chaos. They all held the so-called ideals and did not dare or would not interfere in the royal family."

Wang Ce laughed, and it was indeed because the cabinet and the Military Academy, the two highest departments of the civil and military affairs, were secretly uttering, so the civil and military officials did not dare to talk too much. In fact, from the death of King Gong, everyone could see that the conflict between the royal family and the emperor had intensified.

"No one is reliable." Xiao Zhongwang's evaluation was very sharp.

"The emperor has always been ambitious and wants to build a great country for the Northern Tang Dynasty. The cabinet has always wanted to promote it. The incident sixteen years ago did not hurt the vitality, but hurt the morale and the hearts of some people."

"The last time, the cabinet agreed to temporarily change the location of the martial arts, because of you. Because they found that you were the thorn between the emperor and the royal family. If you don't pull you out, the Northern Tang Dynasty would not be able to show its strength."

Wang Ce scratched his head: "I happened to guess."

Xiao Zhong Wang suddenly said, "I hate you, but I hate them even more. Will you agree and do something for me by the way? There is no need to deny that you and some people either die or they die."

Wang Ce smiled and said, "By the way? That doesn't matter."

King Xiaozhong stood up slowly and looked outside coldly, full of nostalgia: "The reason why the emperor and the royal family are still arguing is that they do not want to hurt their vitality. The other half is that they are waiting for the news of a person's death!"

Half a day later, Wang Ce returned home, and the words of Xiao Zhong Wang seemed to have been forgotten.

The weather was a little cold. Wang Ce closed his collar and murmured to himself: "It seems that there might be a heavy snow this year. I wonder how many people can get through it."

Wang Ce held his hand sadly: "I don't know if this snow will be so heavy that it will bury me. It will definitely feel uncomfortable. I think it's necessary to prepare winter supplies."

Su Mei shouted angrily and woke Wang Cehuo up: "What are you doing? Listen carefully to me. It was your own request to learn spiritual patterns and war spirit synthesis, so please listen patiently."

Wang Ce stared at the beautiful and charming master, who was usually sloppy, and sighed: "Beautiful things are always more eye-catching in summer. I began to hate autumn and the future winter. Oh my God, how can my eyes survive?"

Su Mei lit his head hard, not sure whether it was funny or angry: "What are you thinking, be honest with me."

Wang Ce smiled shamelessly. Su Mei had no choice but to continue talking. After the talk, Su Mei was about to go back to the house to rest, but suddenly turned around: "You, it's better to find a reason to go out and hide from the limelight first."

"Hmm?" Wang Ce was surprised.

Su Mei was furious. Does I really look so big and brainless? "The Northern Tang royal family is about to chaotic. Even though I am a human trainer, I may not be able to save your life. You'd better leave Northern Tang for a while and go to the place I said to avoid the limelight."

"Woman, it's not good to look at the surface. If I dare to walk out of the capital now, someone will dare to fly a plane to hit me to death!" Wang Ce replied depressedly.

It seems that all the fire in the capital was ignited by him, Wang Ce. But he is really the only one? Don’t forget the little black hand behind the scenes.

Su Mei shook her head and said nothing.

Wang Ce also shook his head. Because Su Mei and the half-imperial soul and other masters were by his side, he never dared to use the bronze pot for experiments, for fear of revealing the biggest secret.

"I hope I can break through to the realm of light tonight." Wang Ce sat cross-legged and stuffed a soft jade pill into his mouth: "If I had made a breakthrough earlier, I might have been able to resurrect the heroic spirit before the civil strife."

After practicing for half an hour, Wang Ce suddenly opened his eyes and spit out a white light, with a faint sword light. He was overjoyed: "Okay, great. It really broke through."

Take out the bronze pot and remain silent for a while, considering whether it can withstand the heroic spirit of war. After thinking for a while, Wang Ce gritted his teeth and said, "Come on!"

Soon, a down-to-earth man with a down-to-earth battle spirit emerged!

Wang Ce quickly cut his finger and lost a lot of blood. After seeing the pale and dizzy face, the human hero war spirit returned to some vividness and bowed to him: "Gongsun Zan... pay homage to the lord!"

The day passed, and the autumn rain really continued, as if it really took more than half a month.

Wang Ce supported an oil-paper umbrella, greeted Api, and found a little reason to explain why his face was pale and why he looked weak, so he went his separate ways to go to work.

"It feels really bad." Wang Ce thought, and it felt uncomfortable to lose a lot of blood with his teeth. However, considering that he seemed to be chasing his butt by a horse whip, he felt a little more comfort.

After strolling around the Nanya, Wang Ce rushed to Beizhen. He really missed the food made by Sister Lin Nong. By the way, there were some days when he hadn't seen the spy father.

Cema came to Beizhen for a while. As soon as he saw him, the people of Beizhen immediately greeted him happily: "Xiao Ce, you have been back once."

"Now you are promising, you are even higher than your father's position."

"Xiaogua is really promising now." Wang Ce was so painful, and his face was filled with tears. How could anyone still remember Xiaogua's nickname such a bad one?

It happened to meet Wang Linnong, exchanged some greetings and talked nonsense to each other. Wang Linnong sighed: "Xiao Ce, that would be great if you were in the Beiya."

"Don't, just come to Nanya, that's great." Wang Ce made a nonsense, laughed loudly, and Wang Linnong rushed to work.

After a warm greeting to Lin Nong's sister-in-law and everyone familiar with each other, Wang Ce walked around and suddenly felt that this was really his home, an unchanging home.

I traveled here, became familiar with the new environment, and the people I met for the first time were also here. It seems that every grass and tree here is the closest relationship with him.

He rushed home excitedly. Wang Ce saw the spy father standing at the door with a smile, and immediately smiled: "Dad, I am a sect leader, the official is older than you!"

"Stupid brat!" Wang Duan laughed and cursed: "You have a lot to learn."

"Yes, I must study hard and improve every day." Wang Ce just suddenly missed his spy father. The father who didn't say much but always secretly supported him: "Don't you go to the Beiya today?"

"It just happened to be the rest of the round." Wang Duan smiled and suddenly attacked.

Wang Ce's body technique was strangely dodging: "Hey, dad, you can't plot against me now. My cultivation is not much worse than you."

"Cultivation does not mean anything. When I was young, my father didn't know how many people I had killed with higher cultivation than me." Wang Duan was serious about educating, really serious, as if he was worried that Wang Ce would be arrogant.

"Although outside people say that you are one of the six young masters of the new generation, you should not be complacent."

The six young geniuses are a relatively popular saying. It must be pointed out that the children of sects and aristocratic families are definitely not included here. Wang Ce vaguely heard that several other young geniuses had quite an objection to this.

After chatting and laughing with my father for a while, Wang Ce's expression gradually became solemn, listening to the sound of the iron cavalry coming from afar! The spy father asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Wang Ce shook his head: "It's just something, and it finally happened."

The sound of horse hooves stopped at the door of the house, and several people rushed in and anxiously shouted: "Mr. Wang, something is not good."

Wang Ce looked at the few people lightly and said, "Is King Zhong dead?"

These people were stunned! How could Wang Shenling know?
Chapter completed!