Quick Travel: Cannon fodder is not mixed in

Wang San watched him squealing, and after a few breaths, he reminded him: "Then, guess what I will do to you if we can't get in?"

creak!

The county magistrate suddenly restrained his pride and gritted his teeth. He was really frightened.

He moved his position, further away from Wang San, and asked cautiously: "You must have a token, right?"

Wang San crossed his arms and said, "No."

He really doesn't have a token.

According to the rules of the royal capital, everyone who enters needs a token, but there is another sentence at the end that ordinary people tend to forget.

‘Except the Wang clan members. ’

After all, I have the surname Wang, but I must have some privileges.

How arrogant the county magistrate was before, how sad he was crying now.

Before, he only thought that if he couldn't enter the royal capital, the Taoist priests would be unable to do anything to him.

But how did he know that this damn Taoist priest was so vicious and would kill him if he couldn't enter the royal capital!

Wang San didn't say this, and it was all up to the county magistrate to figure it out.

Although this big fat man is not a good official, he has a rich imagination. Even if he is not an official, he can still be a good storyteller and make up stories.

After admiring his sadness enough, Wang San picked up his collar.

"Enough rest, let's hit the road."

The county magistrate's weathered face was covered with tears. He was dragged away with his hands helpless. After half a month of walking, his pants were torn.

Now every time he walks, he feels the wind blowing on his buttocks and his feet are cold.

Approaching the city gate, the county magistrate regained his composure and shouted: "Let go of me. Breaking into the royal city without a warrant is a capital crime. Don't drag me with you if you want to die."

Wang Sanduan was ruthless: "Whether you can get in or not, you will die. Don't be afraid."

"I do not!"

Regarding life and death, the county magistrate is serious: "If you want to die, you die yourself. If I don't die, I have worked hard for half my life and finally can enjoy it to the fullest. What's wrong with you letting me go?"

"If you have the ability to find trouble with those princes and nobles, then you know how to catch an honest man like me and bully you, right?"

Wang San stumbled, almost falling, and turned around to give the arrogant old fat man a fierce look.

"Shut up."

"I do not!"

The county magistrate is extremely stubborn, he is really afraid of death.

Wang San took out a rag and stuffed it into his mouth, and the world suddenly became quiet.

However, as he continued to move forward, two tears of sadness flowed from the eyes of the gagged county magistrate. He closed his eyes silently, waiting for the butcher's knife to fall.

Even if the wind blows hard, it can't take away his sadness.

However, the imagined scene did not appear.

Seeing Wang San dragging Shi Shiran in, the guards in black cast doubtful eyes on him, but they still opened the door dutifully.

The heavy door slowly opened, revealing the prosperity inside.

The county magistrate opened his eyes through a slit and was stunned. He didn't know whether to be surprised first or to ask why.

Facts have proved that his service as an official over the years was not in vain. Only children make choices, even for a treacherous official like him.

"You have a token? You lied to me!"

Wang San couldn't tell the direction very well, so the county magistrate guided him all the way.

At this point, he asked: "Where to go?"

The county magistrate looked around, stretched out his finger in one direction, and continued to question: "Why are you scaring me? Is it because I have done something wrong? Then I have to be punished. Can't you give me a chance to reform?" Any chance? You are really outrageous!"

Wang San looked at him: "If you don't become an official, you can be a storyteller or a great opera singer. It will definitely be more interesting than now."

"Impossible, I am the most promising child in Daxi Village. Wenquxing came to earth, and I was born to be an official." The county magistrate said boldly.

But after getting along for a long time, you will find that he is quite narcissistic.

"Save this for the officials who will judge you." Wang San continued to walk.

He was not afraid that the county magistrate would lie to him, because the county magistrate often had this idea along the way and was beaten frequently.

It's not scary to be cheated, just take the opportunity to beat someone up.

The Supervisory Office is the place that manages Wangzhou's officials and has great power.

Wang San threw the person at the gate and packed the collected evidence to the guard outside.

"I've given it to you. This is evidence. Don't lose it."

Yawning guard: "???"

After the explanation, Wang San left.

He belongs to the Laoshan lineage and can quell injustices in the world, but he cannot interfere with royal affairs. Otherwise, he will arouse the vigilance of the Wangdu lineage and suspect that the Laoshan lineage has greater ambitions.

That year of long kneeling was not in vain, Wang San improved more than just his cultivation.

After finding a random restaurant and ordering a bottle of sake, Wang San prepared to rest for a day before leaving.

The bustling and noisy city was unlike any other place, but he didn't like it after all.

He wants to travel around the world and see all kinds of life.

It's just that sometimes in life you really don't have a choice.

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The palace was pitch dark.

"Di Yuan, Wang San has entered the city."

Teng!

The surrounding candlelight instantly lit up, illuminating the dark palace. The interior was simply decorated, with no other decorations except for a desk.

Sitting on the left side of the desk was Wang Diyuan, and beside him was a middle-aged man - Ning Yuanhou.

"Uncle, please sit down."

Wang Diyuan raised his hand and motioned for Ning Yuan to sit down opposite.

"Laoshan is strictly controlled. No spies from the Royal Capital have successfully infiltrated in these years. We don't know the information inside. What he did, what he said this year, and what level of cultivation he has reached, we have no way of knowing. .”

Ning Yuanhou frowned. Because of what happened a year ago, the entire Ning family was completely annoyed with Laoshan.

Why was Wangzhou's next heir seriously injured and nearly dead, but the initiator didn't get the punishment he deserved?

Moreover, the king's attitude on this matter is very ambiguous and unpredictable.

"Uncle, why worry? Since he has entered the city, we can take care of him slowly."

"It's not that I'm worried about this, but the king's attitude. Let's touch him. What if the king gets angry?" Ning Yuanhou was very worried.

Hearing this, the ends of Wang Diyuan's raised eyes slowly flattened, his narrow eyes filled with haze, and that memory came back again.

He was seriously injured and fell into coma, almost dying, but finally survived by luck.

The first words his father said to him were not concern, but told him not to bear grudge against Wang San. The matter ended here, and no one was allowed to mention it again in the future.

He is the most outstanding prince of Wang Zhou's generation, and he was designated as the heir early.

He was born on the top of a mountain. Everything goes well as his privilege. The compliments of his peers are his affirmation. All people admire him and he will be immortal.

This was his understanding of the king, and he stuck to it.

But since meeting Wang San, all this has changed. Those thoughts turned into jokes, and he slapped him hard to wake him up.

At that moment, he realized that there was someone in this world who really dared to challenge him, and he even had to give in.

boom!

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a woman who looked 'rich and gorgeous' strode in with a fierce look in her eyes. She spoke as she spoke.

"Wang San enters the city, Di Yuan, mother will avenge you!"

The two people sitting across from each other stood up at the same time and saluted the visitor: "Queen."