Song Wen stood up and said, "Have any of your people gone to Haizhou to assist?"
Wang Zhiwei shook his head... "Everyone who can contact An Daoquan is chasing him from behind. There is no need to block him from both ends, right? He will be safe if he leaves Yangzhou. After all, the most chaotic places are in Huangzhou and Guangzhou...
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Song Wen sighed: "You don't know, something is going to happen in Haizhou... A group of thieves went to Haizhou by boat, and Mr. Zhang Shuye in Haizhou is not an easy person to deal with. I'm afraid there will be a war!"
"Ah? Why are thieves so powerful?"
"The thirty-six thieves of Jingdong...do the gang of bandits in Liangshan know about it?"
Wang Zhiwei nodded: "I've heard something about a group of desperadoes who... killed officials and rebelled against the city and captured territory, but it didn't work!"
"How come it's so difficult for the army to wipe out the army for so long?"
"I can provide you with twenty nursing homes, but there's nothing I can do for more..."
Song Wen shook his head: "No, just help me find a guide who is familiar with the roads in the south of the Yangtze River. This time I went south with fifty cavalry, and the rest were scattered and gathered in several market towns south of Mizhou..."
Wang Zhiwei looked at Song Wen in shock... "Even with the support of Lieutenant Gao, don't go too far... After all, you are still an inspector and commander of the imperial court. You lead so many cavalry around all day long.
The civil servants will definitely not spare you if they find out..."
Song Wen smiled: "How old are they? How many more days can they still dance around? What are they doing? They are just withered bones in the grave!"
Wang Zhiwei was silent, shook his head and sighed: "I don't know how you figured it out... You don't have a good opinion of the imperial court? I think the world is pretty safe..."
"Then why don't you just wait and take a good look?"
In the afternoon of that day, Song Wen met a thin young man with sharp eyes. He was a smart and intelligent guy carefully selected by Wang Zhiwei to lead Song Wen and his party.
Song Wen was worried about where An Daoquan had gone. He hurriedly said goodbye to Wang Zhiwei's uncle, and then took the thin young man and galloped away. It really came like wind and went like rain, just to rescue him as soon as possible.
Brothers.
After seeing off his uncle, Wang Zhiwei was just about to return to his study when he saw a sallow-faced middle-aged man sitting on a wicker chair under the shade of a tree in his courtyard, waving to him...
"Ah? Father!"
Wang Zhiwei was startled and walked over quickly, and saw two muscular servant women hiding next to him. It seemed that it was these two servant women who used this wicker chair to carry his father out of the backyard.
"Father, you haven't recovered yet, why did you come out? What should you do if you catch the cold?"
While complaining, Wang Zhiwei gently tucked the blanket around his father. His father had been ill for more than two years and was never getting better...his body and bones were slumping down little by little.
Wang Zhiwei's father was named Wang Xuan, and he had the status of a scholar. Unfortunately, he was too confident at the beginning and did not use the family's wealth to do some activities for himself in advance. As a result, he did not even pass the imperial examination.
The imperial examination system in the Song Dynasty was quite unethical. If you failed to pass the Jinshi examination, your imperial examination status would be invalidated! Next time you want to go to Beijing to take the examination, you will have to do it all over again!
Wang Xuan smiled slightly, looked at her second son... and said softly: "I know my own body... Gaotuan, I have wronged you in the past few years!"
Hearing his father, whom he had not seen for a long time, suddenly call out his nickname, Wang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, his eyes slightly red... "Dad, my child is useless. He failed to pass the Jinshi..."
Wang Xuan laughed, but coughed a little... "Ahem... Your father didn't pass the exam either? What's the big deal? People in our family are good at doing business and making friends, and they are just talking about words.
He really has no talent..."
Wang Zhiwei wiped the corners of his eyes and asked softly: "Dad, what do you want to tell me about?"
Wang Xuan nodded: "This Mr. Wen and Song of Song Dynasty, is he really the businessman you made friends with in Bianliang? He is the one who made Wazi Street the best in Bianliang step by step? And Gao Qiu was the one who organized it for the big house
The charity betting club...is he the one behind it?"
Wang Zhiwei nodded: "That's true. This man's heart is full of wisdom and wisdom. At least in terms of business, I can't even compare to one or two tenths of him."
"Well... when he was ostracized and the powerful people allowed him to be forced out of Bianliang, could you help him?"
"Obviously not, but secretly I gave him some information and helped him quietly send many people who were loyal to him out of Bianliang..."
"That's just a little partial but no heart-to-heart communication!"
Wang Zhiwei said with a hint of shame... "Dad, even my uncle has warned me that once you are away from official career and doing business, the most important thing is to plan and avoid risks! You must not place all your bets on some uncontrollable people.
On the body."
"For a brother who was a boy, he traveled thousands of miles to rescue him... This is true friendship and a true hero! How can we use business thinking to think about it? If we recognize him, we will try our best to make friends with him!"
"My child has remembered it!"
"Your brother didn't live up to expectations... but he also passed the imperial examination. I don't know if the Cai family will raise his hand in next year's provincial examination... to let him gain fame!"
"Dad, my brother's position as head of the family... the child will not fight for it..."
Wang Xuan raised her head and looked at her second son, and suddenly said: "You can not fight, but you can't be unprepared..."
Wang Zhiwei suddenly looked up at his father with a shocked look on his face, but Wang Xuan continued: "If you can't see clearly some people, then really don't fight for anything, just leave the Wang family and live a happy life...
If one day you really see clearly, then you have to learn to hide your strength, bide your time and accumulate strength... and finally fight back for yourself, for me... to seek justice! For example, a person like Song Wen... is a capable and kind person.
A real supporter worth keeping company with!”
"Gong... said, father... what are you..."
Wang Xuan gasped a few times, and waved her hands slightly tiredly... "I'm tired... I'm tired... Ever since your mother left, my health has indeed been getting worse every day! The house is too chaotic, and this time I went out... I didn't
Don’t come back if it’s important.”
Wang Xuan waved, and the two strong women quickly ran over, lifted up the wicker chairs, rushed straight to the back door, and then quickly disappeared into the backyard.
Wang Zhiwei stood in his small courtyard with a pale face, carefully chewing on his father's strange words... His expression changed like lightning!
The Wang family... father... eldest brother... uncle... his father's illness, his uncle who supports him but has no choice but to maintain his status as the eldest brother! The Cai family...
Wang Zhiwei suddenly turned around and punched the trunk of a lilac tree. The fine branches and leaves fell, and Wang Zhiwei's fingers were stained with red blood...
"It seems that my suspicion is right, father...and Wang Yuan...Cai!"
Wang Zhiwei raised his eyes, his eyes filled with burning anger.
Another mess, caused by this stinky money that everyone loves...