Tomorrow

Chapter 96: Pain does not change due to changes in people's status

Wang Wenzhen is very high spirited today.

It was he who led Zhang Bingzhong into Xiangyang, and he entered Zhang Bingzhong's camp alone, and sincerely surrendered the giant bandit.

With Li Hongji's defeat in Hancheng, the world's giants have lost their former arrogance.

As long as the court continued to use Yang Sichang's strategy of "four-right, six-cornered, ten-faced netting", calming the world would no longer be an extravagant hope.

The defeat of Li Hongji proved that the strategy of the Ming Department of War Shangshu was correct, and Zhang Bingzhong's acceptance of Zhao'an proved that Wang Wenzhen had the ability to surrender soldiers without fighting.

After lifting the military power, Wang Wenzhen returned to Nanjing alone.

He wanted to perfectly end his mission this time with a landslide and tsunami as he advances, and calm and calm as he retreats.

It is a pity that his disciples in Nanjing thought that this matter must be done a lot, so that the prince's prestige can be displayed.

They think that Wang Wenzhen's victory and glory are the victory and glory of Jiangnan people, how can they not celebrate it?

Since the Jiangnan people have eliminated the giant bandits in the northwest, the money and food that the Jiangnan people have invested in the Northwest bandits in recent years should always have a source.

After looking at the dilapidated Northwest as a whole, their eyes inevitably fell on Lantian County, the pearl of the northwest.

Lantian County, as the Pearl of the Northwest, has been in close contact with merchants in the south of the Yangtze River in recent years. Many merchants in the south have advertised the prosperity of Lantian County in the south of the Yangtze River.

No matter it is Henan, Shanxi, Hebei or Shandong, there is no place worthy of them. Moreover, if those places are exploited too much, it is likely to cause a bad situation of refugee riots again.

At this time, Lantian County looks very stable and very prosperous. Of course, Lantian County has to compensate the Jiangnan people for their past efforts.

In this situation, controlling Lantian County, exploiting Lantian County, and dismembering Lantian County have become the unanimous opinion of the people in Jiangnan.

Today's Wang Wenzhen is sitting in the middle hall, wearing a Taoist robe, holding a jade ruyi in her hand, and entertaining relatives and friends from all directions with a slight smile.

Elegant and indifferent...

Seeing that the guests had almost arrived, but the youngest son Wang Rui and the eldest grandson Wang Tingyue were not seen.

The middle hall is already full of big men from all walks of life in the south of the Yangtze River. It is really rude for the two younger generations to not come to see the elders at this time.

Even if he made great contributions, Wang Wenzhen would never allow his children and grandchildren to show arrogance.

"Afu, find Jiesheng and Yu Tingyue for me."

Wang Wenzhen suppressed his anger and spoke to the old servant.

The old servant whispered back: "I have already looked for it. I haven't found any places where the two masters like to go on weekdays."

Wang Wenzhen said: "Look again!"

The old servant hurried down.

Wang Wenzhen looked at the beaming appearance of the guests, and an ominous breath rose from his heart for no apparent reason.

He couldn't help being a little irritable, long-sighted...

Through the large nave, he saw a fierce-looking middle-aged man with a hooked nose standing where he could see with his hands. When he looked over, he clasped his fists and gave salutes just like ordinary people.

This person smiled and squeezed out of the group of guests after giving the gift.

Wang Wenzhen felt a trace of coldness and couldn't help but shudder, and was about to ask the servant to inquire about the person's details, but found that the person was no longer there.

At this moment, Wang Wenzhen suddenly felt that the lively singing of ceremonies in the courtyard was far away from him.

After apologizing to the guests present, Wang Wenzhen got up and went to the back house.

At this time, the back house was already covered with red and green, with a festive look.

Looking at the busy old servant, Wang Wenzhen said solemnly: "Go and check for a vicious-looking guest with a hooked nose."

The old servant smiled and said: "This guest old slave knows that it seems to be from Guanzhong. The gift he gave is not light. It is two sandalwood boxes. He also said that the master should open it himself. The old slave has this every year. Kind of pretending to be secretive."

Wang Wenzhen said: "Bring his gift, I personally inspect it, look at the greeting card and the gift, and then I can know what this person means."

Wang Wenzhen returned to the study room in the back house and sat down. The old servant took two servants and hurried into the study with two boxes.

"turn on!"

Wang Wenzhen picked up a cup of tea. He wanted to face this gift from the mysterious man in Guanzhong with the calmest attitude.

The servants tore off the seal and opened the box. The contents of the box were wrapped in red silk cloth. When the old servant opened the silk cloth, he screamed and fell to the ground.

Wang Wenzhen looked at the box faintly, the old servant's screams did not make his mind waver, and the tycoons of Lantian County would definitely resist, which Wang Wenzhen had long expected.

However, when he saw that his young son's head was put in a box, the tea bowl slipped from his hand and fell to pieces.

"what--"

Wang Wenzhen let out an old ape howl like blood, staggered and rushed over, holding the head of the person in the box and only screamed ‘ah, ah, ah’ in his throat.

Twenty years of hard work was once destroyed... Wang's hope of prosperity was cut off by a single knife.

"What a cruel heart--"

Wang Wenzhen finally forced a complete sentence out of her throat.

"My son—"

One breath finally came out of her throat, and Wang Wenzhen's pain gushed out from every part of her body like a tide, tears raining down.

He almost fainted with a heartache, his head was buzzing, his vision was blurred, his whole body was shaking, regret, anger, disappointment, and the pain filled his whole body, and his whole person was about to erupt like a volcano.

"who is it?"

Wang Wenzhen stood still while holding the table, staring fiercely at the head of the youngest son Wang Rui and asked fiercely.

The old servant wailed loudly and said, "The youngest person knows that he is a man with an accent in Guanzhong, so I will send someone to hunt him down."

Wang Wenzhen gritted his teeth and looked at the contents in another wooden box. He already had a sense of understanding. He had guessed what was in the box. He still forced himself to calm down, shaking his hands to uncover the red silk. , He hopes all his guesses are wrong.

The red silk fell to the ground, and the head of his eldest grandson Wang Tingyue was placed in a wooden box, his appearance was lifelike, as if he was contemplating.

"what--"

Wang Wenzhen's voice was desperate and high-pitched.

He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, then fell on the old servant...

When he woke up again, the sky outside the window remained the same. Wang Wenzhen pushed away the crying old wife and staggered to the edge of the table. The two wooden boxes were still there, but the heads inside were nowhere to be seen.

"Where is my son?"

The old wife cried and said, "I'm in the coffin."

"Where is my grandson?"

A woman in black said sadly: "It's also in the coffin."

Wang Wenzhen said again: "How long have I been in a coma?"

The old wife said: "It's been three days."

Wang Wenzhen stood still slowly, pushed away the old wife who was supporting him and slowly said, "Is it the murderer?"

"Zhihe, Zhiyuan has been searching for it with all his strength, and still has no clue."

Wang Wenzhen said faintly: "No need to investigate, the murderer is in Lantian County."

The old servant tremblingly placed a piece of paper in front of Wang Wenzhen and said, "Master, this is the character left by the murderer."

Wang Wenzhen smiled sadly and said: "Tell me to be weak, they don't know what the old man, the lonely old bear, will do!

Read! "

The old servant tremblingly picked up the piece of paper and whispered: "In this autumn, I heard that the prince will return home in a big victory, and he will be in the annals of history.

Yu Yuan was in the sky, hearing that the prince was overjoyed, and wished to get there, but he didn’t know what to worship in order to please the prince.

Hearing that the prince loves his youngest son Wang Rui, and expects his eldest grandson, he takes the head of the prince's beloved thing to congratulate the prince.

If you are rude~www.wuxiahere.com~, please ask Wang Gonghaihan.

When the prince receives this gift, he should watch it alone, and there will be a big surprise.

When parting, leave the words for a while as a postscript.

Turned out to be born, reckless Kunlun, read the spring of the world.

Flying Jade Dragon 3 million, stirring Zhou Tianhan.

Dissolve in summer, rivers overflow, people may be fish and turtles.

Who has commented on the merits and crimes of thousands of years? "

After the old servant finished reading the words, Wang Wenzhen did not change much.

The pain that should have been entangled in his body, in his flesh, in his blood, and in his soul, no amount of pain can make him show more exaggerated performance.

So, he looked at the piece of paper and said: "The word is good!"