After Chen Tongpao heard this, he was not disturbed at all. Because he was not a member of the Liu Party, it was just a coincidence that the prefect had to flatter the prefect in order to survive. Now to go to a place where there are many members of his party is to enter the tiger's den alone.
, how can we make people optimistic? But in order to win the trust of Liu Dang, we must behave vulgarly.
He only brewed his emotions for a while, but for some reason, he suddenly burst into tears with excitement. The muscles on his face twitched, and a few lines of hot tears hung down. He trembled all over and knelt down, with golden light in his eyes, and kowtowed to Kuang Chang like a worshiper.
He rang his head five or six times: "Thank you, Lord Kuang, for your great kindness! Thank you, Lord Kuang, for your great kindness! Your recommendation is enough to make this villain unforgettable!"
Kuang Chang laughed and said: "We are over-reputed. How can a lovable talent like you not be appreciated? If you leave here, you can have a bright future."
"Don't dare!" The colleague wiped away his tears and took two more steps forward. "This little man's life was given by the adults. How could he forget about the governor because he was trapped in wealth for a while? I should say more about you.
The merit of recommendation..."
"Okay, okay," Kuang Chang waved his hand and motioned for his servants to help him stand up, "I know this. You can go back and rest for a few days and have a peaceful sleep."
Chen Tongpao pulled back his hands and retreated. When he saw him walking away, Kuang Chang sneered to his confidants: "This Magistrate Chen is really a slave. Seeing that I am annoying him, he is still chattering like that..."
"This kind of little guy has never seen the world. If you make him a Beijing official, you will feel great." All the confidants also agreed.
"Judging from the past two years since he took office, it seems that this person has some ability and there will always be no trouble in his rule. Look at what Nanjing has become in the past few years. However, his vision is extremely low, and he only wants glory and wealth.
In the end, you won’t be able to accomplish much.”
"I'm afraid General Liu is going to make a mistake..."
Chen Tongpao left the governor's yamen and walked straight to the government office. He entered the main hall, took off his official uniform, wiped the screen wall, and saw Hunan people dressed in brocade and hurriedly greeting them.
"Sixing," he called the Xiang people and said seriously, "You should wear less clothes like this. You are clearly violating the government's order. The fault is on me."
The Xiang man tugged at the hem of his clothes and said with a smile: "Senior taught me this. But my clothes are only worn at home, and ordinary cloth is not breathable."
"But from now on I have no control over you, so take care of yourself." Tongpao Chen did not look at him and ate tea quietly.
"What...what do you mean?" Xiangren immediately frowned.
"Governor Kuang has informed me," he put down the tea bowl, "that the imperial envoy will arrive in two days and order me to take up a post in Beijing. For the sake of being a comrade for many years, I want to tell you in advance to avoid having to sharpen my sword before the battle."
The Xiang people immediately understood the meaning of his words, hurriedly clasped their fists, and said firmly: "I can't live here today without the help of Mr. Chen. Now that Mr. Chen has gone, even if he is sitting here and enjoying his career, he also feels that
I feel ashamed. I hope that for the rest of my life I will just follow the master's lead, and a mere dyeing workshop is nothing!"
"What a great ambition!" Chen Tongpao clapped his hands and said, "You are a smart boy. If you follow him to Beijing and buy a marquis, won't it be easy for you to participate in the government?"
"The younger generation also thinks so. But this industry was founded by my elder brother after all, so we should not take the entrustment lightly." The foreigner from Hunan twirled his beard and looked at Chen Tongpao from the corner of his eye.
"How about leaving it to Shopkeeper Wen?"
"He? I...I'll give it a try."
"Who?"
Wen Zhong was sitting on the second floor of the casino counting money when he heard the door knock twice.
"Brother Wen, me."
He opened the wooden door and invited the man in: "He's from Hunan. Come, sit down and talk if you have something to say."
The room was dimly lit, so the man from Hunan sat under the window, and a ray of white light shone on his face.
"Is Brother Wen willing to take over the family business of this dyeing workshop?"
"Oh?" Wen Zhong couldn't help being stunned. He thought this was another plan of the Hunan people, so he couldn't help but be cautious, "Why, Sixing doesn't want to do it anymore?"
"Master Chen is about to enter the capital. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me to honor my ancestors! I can't give it up in vain. I have to give up these properties because of the two interests."
Although Wen Zhong's friendship with the family had faded away, he could not help but still feel a little bit of anger when he thought about his old friend whom he had known for many years. He did not answer, but thought for a long time before speaking out from the corner of his cold mouth: "Sixing
, your calculation is wrong."
"What?" Guoxiang stood up abruptly and his tone became increasingly rude.
"This business is your brother's hard work! It's not your own. You just step on it under your feet to pave the way for your promotion and wealth? I advise you to curb your impetuous temper and don't chase after these things.
, don’t forget your duty!” Wen Zhong banged the table hard.
"Shopkeeper Wen, what does my late brother mean by giving me the word 'Sixing'? Isn't it just to help me revitalize the family and fulfill his unfinished wish!" The eyes of the people in Guoxiang were all red, "Also, you know first
What did my brother say before he died?
?He asked me to be a high official to earn back the dignity and face I had lost by playing house! If I don’t trample others severely under my feet and don’t let others see how I can live up to the Hunan people, how can I take on the job?
'Character!"
Wen Zhong smiled and shook his head: "That was your brother's mistake in the end... He has been striving for fame all his life, and understands the principle of loss when the moon is full. But you don't understand, you have to fight for an illusory 'xing', and then lose it.
My true intention is to be led by the nose!"
The Xiang people have realized that their thoughts are completely conflicting, and there is no room for explanation. He no longer obsessed with verbal arguments, but raised his head high and replied coldly: "I have made up my mind. Brother Wen
If you love guarding one-third of an acre so much, just guard it."
"I'm waiting for you to embark on a dead end," Wen Zhong turned around. "Everything you are chasing now will eventually be scattered to the ground."
"My name in the history of history is waiting for me. I also need to sit in the position of a big family..." Guoxiang knocked on the wall at the door and shook off a lot of dust, "But shopkeeper Wen is only qualified to live in Jiangdu County.
.”
"Wen is willing!" Wen Zhong shouted desperately toward the door where the person had left.
When the people from Hunan returned to the dyeing workshop, they gathered all the managers together, told them what they were going to do, and ordered all matters to be handed over to Wen Zhong, without any obstacles.
Wen Zhong took over such a vast industry calmly, but he was not happy at all. After the Hunan people left, too many dignitaries came to pay homage to the new leader, but he himself had witnessed the vicissitudes of life over the years.
Looking at the densely packed accounts, his expression seemed dull, and he sighed with his confidants: "When Brother Guo was still alive, there was a lot of trouble in Yangzhou."
Who outside is not afraid of him? However, he lived a wealthy life, but at the end of his life, he could not even control the family business and entrusted it to others for nothing. As for the people from Hunan, they were eager for fame and fame, even more than his brother. It is difficult to come to Beijing, and if it is destroyed,
Since there is no way out, everything is in vain! It would be better to live peacefully and peacefully, which would appear to be leisurely and happy." Then he stopped working on businesses such as pawnshops.
The houses have become desolate at a rate of a month, and there are only a few dyeing shops as before.