After coming out of the Tang family mansion, Wang Jingzhe closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Although the weather was stuffy, he felt that the air was quite fresh at this time.

Mood determines the senses!

Wang Jingzhe knew that 90% of the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan would be leveraged by him to fight. This eldest lady Tang would never be stingy in her hands. After all, the principle that one mountain cannot withstand two tigers will be common at any time.

"I regret it a little..." Wang Jingzhe opened his eyes and said with a blurred look: "Look, there is a lack of boss and no one comes. If you ask me to come and ask me to tell me a message, I can make this Miss Tang willing to run errands for him. How powerful is this beauty? It's really a win at his level. Hey, if I had known that I would have had a harmless ambiguous relationship with those little women I once knew. After all, I still have a good temperament."

"Ah Yeh..." Xiangque rubbed his nose, pressed his fingers against his nostrils, and muttered, "Who is talking about me?"

"My son, you cheated on your nephew so much. If he had to talk about you eight times a day, would you still have the awareness of an elder? I thought it would be a good thing for you to throw him into Gujing Temple for further study for a few months. Who knew that you would have ordered someone to go to Sichuan. I don't want to go there very much." Wang Xianzhi, opposite Xiangque, said sarcastically.

Xiang Que came to Qin Village behind Mount Li at noon and found Wang Xianzhi. So the two middle-aged men sat under the old elm tree in the yard and made a plate of peanuts, two kilograms of pork head meat and some wild vegetables from the countryside. Wang Xianzhi picked up three bottles of Lao Baigan and several bottles of iced beer from the small shop in the village, and drank it against the boss Xiang who came from afar.

When people reach middle age, except for those who are officials or businessmen, most of them like to enjoy the rhythm of having an appointment with old friends and chatting while drinking. They can almost sit for most of the day.

Xiang Que took a small sip of wine, slammed his mouth and sniffed a sip of wine, and said with his eyes slanted: "You blame me? You really don't know how deep the intention behind me is. On the surface, although I assigned your son to the Sichuan River, which is not familiar with water and deep in life, what about it? I have played a lot of secret chess behind him. Really, I have a lot of thoughts to support him."

"I have to thank you?"

"I don't need to thank you. After all, my son can also get a lot of benefits behind Wang Jingzhe's efforts," Xiang Que said shamelessly.

Wang Xianzhi pointed at him silently, picked up the plastic cup and drank most of the wine. The spicy alcohol stimulated his chest to make him feel hot. He sniffed a drink and then said, "Chuzhong is too complicated. Don't talk about him. When the Wumen mentioned the Wumen, you and I don't know very well, and I don't know the basics. When the knife-maker walked in the world, the Wumen never showed up. When you came out of the mountain, you never bumped into their people. The enemy you didn't know is the most terrifying. No one knows how huge the Wumen that has developed quietly and secretly over the years is, how many amazing people are there. I am really afraid that Jingzhe will step on it too deep, and it will be difficult to pull it out in the end."

"Your worries are too much. Since it is free-range, you can't worry too much after it is released. It is necessary to suffer some ups and downs. If you go up with tiger bench chili water, you can still exercise him. What does it mean? God will give a great responsibility to this person, so will he have to work hard for his body. If a young man wants to live a more exciting life, he will suffer some hardships."

Wang Xianzhi stared at her eyes and said, "Why don't you let your son come out to suffer?"

Xiang Que spread his hands and said with confidence: "Sorry, my son is a little stupid."

Wang Xianzhi was speechless and took another sip of wine dull. Xiang Que accompanied him to have a drink and said, "Jingzhe has lost three years of life. If you don't drive the ducks on the shelves at this time, it will probably be too late in the future. Time will not wait for anyone."

Wang Xianzhi continued to remain silent. His son was his own, and his blood flowed. Whether it was Wang Jingzhe who had lasted Wu Mangong for three years or suffered repeated difficulties since then, to the fact that he had a conflict with the Wu Sect now that he was not as good as the Heavenly Sect, Wang Xianzhi was undoubtedly the most worried. The father and son may have the least communication among the immediate relatives, but the blood-thickness between the father and the son is the deepest.

"How long will it take to get out of this broken village? I thought it was a bit too hasty when you promised Wang Erlou to guard the tomb."

"It's over a year, time passes quickly." Wang Xianzhi sighed faintly and said, "I don't agree to him, and he really won't do anything. There is no way. Keeping the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is an ancestral teaching of all generations. It can only be guarded by descendants with the blood of the Wang family. Otherwise, I would just hire a few people, why would I wait here for three years?"

Xiang Que said, "Why do you think of a way to find Wang Erlou back, and then you go out?"

"Do you think he would be willing? He is now a wild horse that has been unrestrained. He is eager to travel between the world by himself, so how can he bear to come back?" Wang Xianzhi sneered.

"Boss Xiang, Boss Wang, are you drinking?" Outside the courtyard, the old man in Zhongshan suit asked with a smile. Although he was smiling, the man had a very respectful expression on his face. Although he was probably older than Xiang Que and Wang Xianzhi.

The two of them turned around and looked at each other who they obviously didn't know, and were stunned.

Huang Jiulang said with a smile: "I'll introduce my surname, Huang Jiulang from the Special Affairs Office of Beijing. I'm the first time I met. I think you guys have heard of it. I'm sorry to be a little abrupt and disturb me."

Xiang Que pointed at him and said, "I understand, that fence-bearing..."

Huang Jiulang was embarrassed and rubbed his hands and said, "Two, you should also know that sitting in my position, even if you are in the world, I can't help but do things for the superiors under the name of the director. I will crush people to death at the top of the official position. I don't know how many people are older than me. If someone speaks, I have to give face, otherwise the position under my butt will be unstable."

In fact, Wang Xianzhi and Xiang Que don’t have much sense of Huang Jiulang. He is a fence-bearing tree, but after all, it has not caused too much trouble to Wang Jingzhe. Some things are just a matter of just being just a matter of being alone. With their ranks, they really don’t have to be serious with each other, and they can’t talk about making enemies. They know these people in the government too well. In their eyes, there are no eternal friends or enemies, only the word “interest”.

Huang Jiulang turned sideways and said with a smile: "For the first time I met, I brought a meeting gift to you. Do you guys see?"

"Hmm?" Wang Xianzhi and Xiang Que paused in surprise.
Chapter completed!