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Chapter Thirty-Seven

"Brother?"

Wen Zhong eagerly took it, opened the letter, and read it carefully several times. His hands trembled, making the paper rattle. A special kind and expectant smile appeared on his face, and he was no longer as stiff as death.

"My good brother..." His eyes flickered and he wiped his tears.

"There is a successor to the family, Wen Zhang..."

His face turned to Wen Zhong, but his smile froze for a moment, and then slowly faded away, leaving a pair of dull eyes staring at him for a long time.

"It's okay. After my uncle died, there was some conflict in the family. The Hunan people settled it. They did a good job." Guo Chuzi threw the letter on the table beside him. "As for the matter just now... the shopkeeper thinks about it carefully.

Consider it carefully."

"Okay, Brother Guo, I'll go back right now."

Wen Zhong agreed, got up and walked out of the room. He looked up in the yard and saw a few thick clouds blocking the sun, which suited his current mood. Before they were about to say goodbye, neither of them could talk to each other honestly, but they usually pretended to be together.

Why was there any need to show a set of brotherly feelings? This fact made him ashamed and made him feel hypocritical.

After Chen Tongpao took office, he had to repay the favor first. The first thing he had to do was to take care of the "former magistrate". He used Tian Zheng's guise to propose to the magistrate that "before the emperor is cleared by the imperial court, things should be rectified."

Land and acres should be strictly prohibited from annexation, as a courtesy to the Holy Spirit and the blessing of the people." This received great praise from the prefect, and he immediately issued an order to rectify it.

Chen Tongpao took advantage of the opportunity to find one or two faults for the small wealthy people who were not afraid of offending, and took all the fields into his arms, creating a lot of idle fields for a while. These fields did not benefit the common people at all, and they were all used for profit.

I learned the reward Mr. Chen gave to my old colleague,

It was recorded in his name. In the yamen, everyone was under the influence of Wen Zhong and Chu Zi. They pretended to be deaf and dumb and managed to get over it. However, the prefect was still counting the days until the new governor would take office and wanted to protect himself.

For personal planning, other things can only be done with a nod, and cannot be investigated in detail.

The only remaining thing is that it is difficult to repay the favor of Feng Dashen. I hope it can be done as soon as possible, and Chuzi's condition needs to improve quickly.

Wen Zhong was wandering in a dark room with his head down, thinking hard, sometimes firm and sometimes hesitant. Time waits for no one! When he thought like this, he became more anxious.

"I'm fine, I'm fine..." Guo Chuzi coughed out a mouthful of blood and waved his hand to the horrified servant.

There is an entire dyeing workshop there, representing power and wealth; here it is just an entrustment from a friend with benefits, which may not represent anything.

"The house has to be tied to his hands alone..." Guo Chuzi felt deeply desolate. The dyeing shop he managed and supported was about to fall into the hands of others, but there was nothing he could do.

But Wen Zhong thought that these two words, love and justice, were his principles for doing things. If he lost it, he would be no different from the ordinary people in the market. He was so passionate about all his advantages, because he was in the dark and no longer added any light.

It is easy to sink into the ground.

It was time to leave. He didn't make any more trouble this time. He took off his felt hat, put on his own rags, and went straight to the palace.

"Lead me to your master." He ordered with a stern expression.

Wen Zhong's sleepiness increased, but his eyelids were twitching and his fingers were clenching tightly. Suddenly, the sound of hasty footsteps echoed in his ears, and his eyes immediately looked out the door.

Wen Zhong came in slowly, winked, and signaled the family members and servants waiting on him to leave.

"Let's go, shopkeeper Wen has... something to say." Guo Chuzi patted his wife's hand, and all the servants left the room together.

"How? Have you thought about it?" Guo Chuzi looked at the family letter on the table reluctantly.

Wen Zhong approached the bed and knelt down heavily.

"Xiandi?" Guo Chuzi's eyes stared in surprise.

"Foolish brother, I don't dare to accept this kind of treatment. Call the Hunan people back immediately and do something important as soon as possible." Wen Zhong held his hands with sincerity in his tone.

After hearing this, Guo Chuzi was extremely excited and cried for a while. Then he shed tears and said to Wen Zhong: "Shopkeeper Wen, how can I repay this kindness?" He stretched his neck to salute him, and Wen Zhong hurriedly supported him:

"You don't have to be like this. We should order the people from Hunan to come as soon as possible to stabilize the situation."

Guo Chuzi nodded: "That's exactly the reason. But Hunan is far away from here, I'm afraid..."

"It's estimated to be more than a month." Wenzhong gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, I can handle it."

"The governor's team is almost arriving in Jiangdu, aren't you ready to pick it up?"

The prefect turned around and said, "Take it. Of course I have to pick it up... First, clean up the governor's office and inform all departments to prepare for the arrival."

"yes."

The magistrate rubbed his hands, sat down at the table, picked up a pen and wrote "Poem to Welcome Governor Kuang's Arrival". After pondering for a long time, he finally threw the pen down angrily, "Damn it, when the governor's Yamen moved to my Yangzhou

What are you doing here!"

"Have you heard anything?" Chen Tongpao opened the window of the restaurant and saw the waiter serving a plate of mandarin fish. Wen Zhong started to eat.

While chewing the fish, he said: "We are well-informed! The new governor is named Kuang Chang. He is from Gansu. He stopped along the way and asked for a lot of benefits from the local officials. He likes flattery, ostentation and other miscellaneous things. Mr. Chen

Be careful."

"I heard it's the Liu Party."

"I don't know," Wen Zhong stopped his chopsticks, "but according to rumors, he fought many battles with Liu Zhennian, and he was indispensable for coming to power in the capital. He is a loyal confidant. Instead of staying in the capital, he serves as a foreign official.

, it seems that there will inevitably be a bloody storm."

"What you said is a bit complicated." Tongpao Chen said with a smile.

"Haha!" Wen Zhong laughed and said, "Wen is just a commoner, just talking nonsense! Come on, have a few cups." As he said that, Wen Zhong picked up a pot of wine and poured it for Chen Tongpao.

"I think this person is hard to offend, but you should not try your best to please him, otherwise your official career will be ruined." Chen Tongpao said calmly.

"How?"

"The Liu Party is currently powerful, but it cannot hold on for long. If it is completely dependent on it, it will not be able to escape and it will not be able to exert its influence."

"What should we do?" Seeing that he said it without hesitation, Wen Zhong continued to ask with confidence.

"Find someone from Wan Heshun's side and make an alliance with them so that the governor will not dare to take action easily."

"Who is suitable to be this ally?" Wen Zhong poured another glass of wine.

"Prefect of Nanjing, Ye Yongjia."

Wen Zhong's eyebrows jumped.

"In the past, I liked to question the policemen who came from Nanjing, especially about Wan Dang. But now it comes in handy. This Ye Yongjia has never been very attached to Wan Heshun, but he is indeed under the control of Wan Dang.

Isn't it a good thing if we hand over to him not only blatantly but also to scare the Liu Party?"

"Is this guy willing to be friends with you?" Wenzhong was confused.

The colleague took a sip of wine and said, "He is afraid of the same thing as me."

When he said this, he actually stopped clicking: "I have to pick up Governor Kuang." After saying that, he left his seat and went downstairs.

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