That night, Wei Ning told her husband Yang Xiu the good news.
From Weining's point of view, Yang Xiu had some talent, but he was too aloof, or perhaps more appropriate, he was arrogant. He always felt that there was nothing he couldn't do, but he always seemed like he could never achieve anything.
Look at what he does every day. He is either sitting at home with a book or going out to drink. You have talents, but what can you accomplish if you always put on airs? Look at Tian Feng, a model of self-recommendation. , who doesn’t call him the best counselor in Anyi now?
After hearing the news, Yang Xiu looked a little complacent, nodded and said: "Now my cousin owes me a favor, haha."
When Wei Ning heard this, he frowned and said, "Husband, please don't be too happy. Do you know what brother Yuan's brother wants from Qing'er?"
Yang Xiu was stunned for a moment, then said matter-of-factly: "It's not too much. I'm Zhongdao's uncle. How can I ask him to help me with some small things and he can shirk it from me?"
Wei Ning knew what he was thinking, and kindly reminded him: "My husband is too optimistic. Cheng'er is a person with her own ideas. Not to mention you, my elder brother can't do anything about him. How can the Wei family be what it is today?" His prestige depends entirely on his own strength, so don't be careless."
"There is such a thing. Zhong Dao has changed a lot." Yang Xiu frowned, then relaxed and said: "However, my husband is already well-informed about this matter, and my cousin just wants to ask him for a small favor." That’s all, I still have this little bit of face.”
Wei Ning gave a wry smile, waiting to persuade him to be more tactful when the time came, but Yang Xiu couldn't wait to go out.
"Madam, you have a good rest. I'll go find my cousin and tell him the news. I won't be back for dinner tonight."
Looking at Yang Xiu's retreating figure, Wei Ning always felt helpless and irritated. He shook his head and just hoped that everything would go well for him.
Hao Kelai Restaurant.
Yang Xiu was qualified to buy the best wines on the list. Wei Cheng challenged him to a chess game. He passed two levels, but he couldn't pass the third level anyway. He simply gave up after that. Anyway, he was already better than many people.
"Shopkeeper, please bring me a bottle of Gujing tribute wine." After Yang Xiu entered the door, he greeted the shopkeeper directly.
"Young man, my uncle is here. Please come upstairs quickly. The seats have been reserved." The shopkeeper is from the Wei family, so he naturally knows Yang Xiu.
Many children of aristocratic families in the hall on the first floor gathered together to watch the chess game challenge. After hearing Yang Xiu's voice, they all hurriedly turned around and raised their hands to greet him. Not to mention that Yang Xiu was Wei Cheng's uncle, because of his status as a famous Hongnong scholar. It is enough for these people to worship.
"Oh, is there another challenge today?" Yang Xiu vaguely saw a petite figure through the crowd, sitting cross-legged in front of the chessboard.
A young man raised his hand and said, "Yes, a master is here today. He has already passed five games in a row. He is one game away from surpassing Xun Wenruo, who is at the top of the list."
Yang Xiu was startled when he heard this, and curiously squeezed into the crowd. The onlookers didn't feel like complaining to him, so they took the initiative to make way for a passage.
Yang Xiu casually bowed his hands in thanks, walked to the crowd, took a closer look, and was confused.
There is only one chessboard today, which means there is only one person challenging those perverted endgames.
However, compared to the chess game challenge, Yang Xiu was more concerned about the figure sitting on the challenge seat.
When I stood outside, I felt petite, but now I realized from a closer distance that the challenger was actually a child.
"You mean, this little guy has passed five games in a row?" Yang Xiu couldn't believe this fact. After all, he had only passed two games, and he had to think hard for a whole day before he could succeed in the challenge.
The young man who wanted to get close to him nodded and said, "I dare not deceive Brother Yang. It is already the sixth game. Look at the face of the shopkeeper. This is the first time I have seen the shopkeeper forced to this point."
Yang Xiu looked at the shopkeeper who was playing chess with the child. Sure enough, cold sweat broke out on the shopkeeper's forehead, as if he was the challenger.
"General!"
At this moment, the child's immature voice resounded through the hall, and everyone began to whisper to each other, because the shopkeeper had already stood up and bowed his hands in greeting, which meant that the child had really won.
"My little friend is great. You are the second challenger to pass six rounds in a row. Please give me a rest. I need to hire someone to challenge you for the next challenge."
The shopkeeper had a sigh on his face. Although he was not a famous person, he had some talent, otherwise he would not have been chosen to be the shopkeeper of this restaurant.
In the past, when he faced those challengers, he could follow the chess moves given to him by Wei Cheng and win consecutive victories. However, today he was caught off guard by a young boy, so much so that he later began to doubt the chess moves left by Wei Cheng.
Is the road correct?
"Oh, are you going to invite my master?" the child asked excitedly.
The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows, and everyone onlookers also wondered who the child's master was. They heard the shopkeeper ask: "Is it possible that the little friend is Mr. Zhang's disciple?"
"Mr. Zhang?" Sima Yi's disappointed voice sounded, "What? He's not my master. That's pointless. I can't do it anymore."
After saying that, he stood up, patted his butt, and said angrily: "I thought I could attract Master here."
"Hey, little friend, you don't want this wine?" Seeing that he was really about to leave, the shopkeeper shouted hurriedly.
Sima Yi looked at the six bottles of good wine on the ground, shook his head, and said, "I don't drink. Drinking will only affect my thinking speed. Whoever wants it can take it."
"Hey, it's you little guy!" Yang Xiu couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw Sima Yi.
Hearing this, Sima Yi also looked at Yang Xiu, his brows wrinkled like an adult, and he lazily bowed his hands, "Yi has met you, sir."
Yang Xiu said angrily and funny: "Why did you come to the tavern alone? Hasn't your father returned to Luoyang yet?"
Sima Yi shook his head and nodded again, "My father has returned to Luoyang. I want to stay here."
Yang Xiu said "Hmm" thoughtfully, wondering why Sima Fang would leave a child here without worry. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at the six bottles of good wine next to Sima Yi. He was a good drinker.
There are more than ten kinds of good wines in the restaurant, but he has only drunk two.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Sima Yi is a brat. Seeing this, he cupped his hands and said, "If you like it, sir, I will give this wine to you."
Yang Xiu's eyes lit up, and he immediately calmed down. He shook his head and said, "Well, this is your prize. I'd better have someone send it back to you." If you want to drink, you have to drink the wine you won. I'll drink a small amount.
What's the deal with children's wine?
Sima Yi chuckled, and while he was lowering his head, he curled his lips in a vague way: His father said that this man had unparalleled literary talent, but he thought too highly of himself and could not be used. Now it seems that this is indeed the case. Fortunately, he was not left to teach him.
"Haha, if that's the case, then I'll thank you sir." Sima Yi did not refuse Yang Xiu's kindness. I heard that these wines were brewed by the 'master' himself. There are many people who want these wines, and he might be able to get a few copies later.
What about favors?
After Sima Yi left, Yang Xiu asked someone to help deliver the wine to Sima's house in the city.
After waiting for less than half an hour, Yuan Shu came to attend the appointment.
Yuan Shu yawned, knelt down opposite Yang Xiu, and said with a wry smile: "What else could it be? Your nephew gave me another 'surprise'. I can tell that this kid is not a calm person.
"
"Zhongdao?" Yang Xiu blinked, "What is it that makes my brother so emotional?"
Yuan Shu raised his eyes to look at him and said quietly: "That boy took the blame for the Wang family in Taiyuan!"
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Time goes back to yesterday.
After seeing off several aunts and sisters-in-law, Wei Cheng took Zhong Chan to deliver the flowers to the pastry shop.
Hao Niang took it upon herself to make delicious flower pastries for everyone. On the fifteenth day of every month, the pastry shop would make a large number of pastries and send them to the college, which was considered a special benefit for the teachers.
"Miss Huang is here too." Wei Cheng walked in and saw Huang Yueying also helping to make noodles.
Huang Yueying has been following Wei Cheng's menu to regulate her body recently, and now she has achieved some results. Although her face is still sallow, she no longer has to go out wearing a veil and a hat every day, and she is much more cheerful and optimistic.
"Brother Wei." Huang Yueying bowed to Wei Qing cautiously.
The other cooks also stopped what they were doing to greet each other, but Hao Niang smiled faintly at Wei Cheng, "Here he comes!"
Wei Cheng smiled and nodded, placed a few bags of flower petals on the operating table, and asked Huang Yueying, "Why are you here?"
Huang Yueying said with a helpless look: "It's all my uncle's fault. He goes to the house to look for me every day and is so annoying."
Wei Cheng was startled for a moment, then nodded awkwardly.
Huang Yueying's uncle is Liu Biao. Liu Biao and Huang Chengyan are brothers-in-law. They are married to Cai Mao's two sisters respectively. Their relationship is pretty good. The reason why Liu Biao went to Huang Yueying is probably because of his relationship.
Huang Yueying said angrily: "My uncle knew that my father was a teacher in the college, so he thought of ways to ask my father to help. My father didn't agree, so he took my idea again and asked me to find a way to help him.
Good things to say, do you think I should say them?"
Wei Cheng chuckled and said, "Then you go back and tell him that you have already said it and I am very satisfied. Isn't that enough?"
Huang Yueying paused and said, "I won't get involved in your troubles."
She had also heard a little bit about Liu Cong's death, but she felt that he deserved it. Normally, she was very disgusted with this cousin who could not hold up the wall. The most important thing was that when Liu Cong saw her for the first time,
She was so frightened that she cried, and then he called her an ugly girl and even threw stones at her.
Wei Cheng didn't know Huang Yueying's true thoughts, and he didn't care. As for Liu Biao's so-called 'sincerity', he had always kept a distance from him. Sooner or later, this person would be stabbed in the back by Liu Bei. Let's see how good they are at dog eating dog.
The pastries were quickly prepared, and Wei Cheng originally wanted to accompany them to the academy.
"Sir, we've brought him back." Xu Ding suddenly came over.
Wei Teng nodded calmly and told Hao Niang that he would not accompany Hao Niang to the academy because he had important matters to deal with.
Hao Niang is a considerate girl. Although she really wants to spend more time with Wei Cheng, "Then you can bring some cakes to eat on the way."
Wei Cheng responded with a smile, personally carried a snack box of pastries, and got on the carriage while eating.
The carriage went all the way out of the city and arrived at Dingjunfang.
"Why did so many people gather?" Wei Cheng opened the curtains and looked at the people gathered on both sides of the road.
Xu Ding frowned and said: "The movement was too big and I couldn't cover it up even if I wanted to. Many of the Wang family have relatives or friends in Anyi. Our people brought them all the way here, which naturally alerted the attention of these people.
"
At this time, a woman next to the carriage suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted: "Second Master, please bypass my Dong'er. She is still young and doesn't understand anything. It is impossible for her to be involved with the Huns."
Someone took the lead, and more and more people began to plead for the Wang family. Wei Cheng frowned and looked at the people gathered outside the car window. Among them were some relatives and friends of the Wei family, such as Xie's old lady.
"Nephew Zhongdao!" The old lady looked anxious. Beside him were Xie Yu and Ninth Uncle Xie Jin who were supporting him.
Others may be able to ignore it, but Grandpa Xie is a highly respected person, and Wei Cheng cannot turn a blind eye to him no matter what aspect he considers.
"Sir, why don't we let them go to Dingjunfang to talk. There are many people here and I'm afraid someone might cause trouble." Xu Ding suggested.
Wei Cheng opened the door curtain for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, let the old lady and the others get in the car."
Xu Ding jumped off the carriage, walked up to Old Master Xie and said something. Old Master Xie's expression softened a lot, he nodded, and boarded the carriage with the help of Xie Yu and Xie Jin.
Wei Cheng stood up, held up his hands, and said, "Old lady, this is not the place to talk. Let's go in and talk."
Old man Xie nodded tremblingly, "That's fine, I've put you in a difficult position."
Wei Cheng looked at Xie Yu and Xie Jin, both of whom also looked helpless.
Wei Cheng chuckled and said, "It won't be a problem."
Entering Dingjunfang, you will see rows of people kneeling in the central square, and the city guards are waiting with weapons in hand.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Old Mrs.
Fortunately, the city guards on the side had quick eyesight and quick hands and stopped him in a hurry.
Old Master Xie cursed angrily: "Wang Qian, what do you think you did? Why did you collude with the Huns to persecute our compatriots? What are you talking about?"
Next to the middle-aged man, a woman knelt down in tears, crawled over, hugged Old Mrs.
,Dad, my daughter begs you, they can’t die.”
Behind the woman, a pair of boys and girls also cried and shouted: "Grandpa, please save my dad, wuwuwu."
Grandpa Xie looked at his two grandchildren, his heart was bleeding.
However, Wang Qian, who was kneeling in front of him, was already devastated. As early as when the city guards surrounded the Wang family's residence, he knew that his affairs were exposed. Colluding with foreign tribes was a way to kill the nine tribes.
Felony.
Even though the Wei family is not the imperial court, Wei Cheng is not the emperor, and does not have the power of life and death, Wang Qian knows that no matter who is involved in this matter, as long as he is a Han, he has the right and obligation to take action. A traitor, let alone the law, is human rights.
No.
Now, he only hoped that his wife and children could survive, so when he saw old man Xie trying to beat him, he did not dare to move. He was already mentally prepared to sacrifice himself to save his family.
"Nephew Zhongdao!" Old Master Xie turned back to look at Wei Cheng, his cloudy eyes full of pleading.
Wei Cheng looked at this scene with a blank expression. Regardless of whether Old Man Xie was acting just now, he was not going to let go of any of the Wang clan members involved. For the rest of his life, what he hated most were traitors and national traitors.