Accumulate Wealth in Life

Takako Hanmen (64)

The fourth master was sitting in the tent, watching the letters from the capital. For fear of the letter being intercepted, the two used Manchu.

Manchu writing was formed later. Certainly not in this era.

In Mongolian, this is a bit inaccurate. The key is that Lin Yutong is not proficient in Mongolian.

In fact, both Chinese Pinyin and English are also available. But who said that there is still a Yin Saburo in this world? Others do not understand, but he may not understand. But it can be guaranteed that he must not understand Manchu. Coupled with the special writing format, if he really saw it, he might not know that it was Manchu.

It is still very safe for the two to pass the message like this.

Lin Yutong's performance in the capital is amazing, but it's just that it was written in Manchu, and it's a bit unsatisfactory.

Wu Chunlai lifted the curtain and came in, and said in a low voice, "Master, the guests are here."

Fourth Master put away the letter in his hand and put it close to his body, so that he could take up the teacup in a leisurely manner, "Then please come in."

Wu Chunlai responded and slowly backed out. Then, he came back, but this time, there were two people behind him.

The fourth master raised his head and looked at Saburo in a white robe. The corners of his mouth twitched obscurely, and then he said lightly, "Here you come?"

Saburo looked a little complicated, "Is it really you? Fourth brother."

Fourth Master pointed at the stool opposite, "Sit down, sit down and talk."

Saburo sat down casually, and then looked up at the fourth master. Is this the Shiro who entered the county seat with him and waited outside the hospital?

It looks like it, but it doesn't look like it.

The former Shiro was silent and did not like to talk. This fourth master doesn't like to talk, but it can't be explained by silence, it can only be said to be restrained and steady.

I saw him leaning back on the chair, holding a teacup in his hand. On his body is a precious black fox fur cloak, and on his fingers is a wrench made of white jade.

His demeanor was relaxed, his sitting posture was lazy, and he was not at all nervous as he should have had before the war.

Does this mean that you don't care about him at all?

Saburo felt a little uncomfortable. But his family knew about his family affairs. Although his current situation was much better than before, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he looked at Han Guang Shuo's sword.

"Family... Are you all right?" Saburo finally asked after taking the tea that Wu Chunlai handed over.

Fourth Master glanced behind Saburo.

Saburo smiled: "It's okay! This is Mr. Fu An. Not an outsider."

Fourth Master thought: This Saburo is still unreliable as always. How long have you known each other. If you know the details, you don't dare to use it. Even if you want to win over people's hearts, you can't shy away from private affairs. The literati of today are not the secretaries of later generations. No matter what their background, these people cannot get rid of the problems of those literati. To be a staff member, you have to be a respected staff member, and you have to be as respectful as half a gentleman. As for those secretaries in later generations, they all think that if the leader bothers you with personal affairs, that means they will not see you outside and value your intentions.

This cognitive bias is fatal.

The fourth master smiled, then turned his head to Wu Chunlai and said, "Move a stool closer to the brazier, please sit over there, sir."

Wu Chunlai is so clever, he not only moved the stool, but also put a cloak on the stool. This cloak is brand new, and there are people who honor it along the way. But the fourth master will definitely not wear it. It's good to take it out now.

Fu An really thought it was the fourth master's clothes, so he waved his hands in panic, "No! No!"

The fourth master waved his hand, "please sit down. The stool has been sitting outside for a long time, and it is very cold."

Saburo said casually: "You don't have to be so polite. Isn't it just a piece of clothing?"

The fourth master didn't speak, only smiled lightly. This second-hand! I don't know what it means at all.

Mr. Fu An's face was a little embarrassed. This is not a piece of clothing, it is the same as pulling a horse and pulling a stirrup in person. If you hand it over in a timely manner, you can be a worthy corporal. If the young master in white is using him as a housekeeper, then the fourth master who met him for the first time gave him the respect that his husband only had.

He pursed the corners of his mouth, and Wu Chunlai placed a few books at random by Mr. Fu'an's hand. Obviously, he was afraid that he would be embarrassed by listening to other people's private affairs. Holding the book is to resolve the embarrassment.

Considering this, Mr. Fu An sighed in his heart. The third son and the fourth master are different in terms of names.

The fourth master ignored Mr. Fu An who was holding the book, but turned to look at Saburo, "Everyone in the family is in the capital, except for the uncle and the third uncle who are missing, the second brother is gone. Everyone else is there. "

"Second brother... gone?" Saburo sat up suddenly. Erlang followed him in the county seat and was trapped in the Fan family. "Where is it not there?"

The fourth master shook his head, "Fleeing everywhere, a few women can't tell where they are?"

A trace of guilt flashed in Saburo's eyes, "If it hadn't been for me to go to the county seat and live with me at Fan's house, he might not be able to..."

Fourth Master didn't blame Saburo for this, "In this world, you can hide today, but you can't hide tomorrow." He looked at Saburo, "There is also a woman named Hongniang who is pregnant and is in the capital now."

"Hongniang!" Saburo was stunned for a moment, and the guilt in his eyes deepened, "I didn't expect her to go to the capital. Thanks to you and your younger siblings, otherwise, she would be a woman..."

The fourth master waved his hand, "In the end, it's not an outsider. Am I still alive?"

"You saved the three of them, mother and son, this kindness..." Saburo stammered for a while, and didn't know what to say. It took a long time to say: "The last time, it was me who was wrong! Grandfather..."

"Don't mention this." The fourth master smiled helplessly, "It was really helpless at the time. Someone put a knife on the neck of the old man... It was very helpless..."

The guilt in Saburo's eyes deepened.

Mr. Fu An glanced out of the corner of the eye, and smiled embarrassingly in his heart, this man's mind is really too tender. With a few soft words, he was shaken. A hero must have the potential of a hero. Just the fact that the sons and daughters are long in love and the heroes are short of breath is another loss.

Footsteps sounded outside the tent, followed by the voice of a young man: "Where's your grandfather?"

Seeing that the fourth master nodded to Wu Chunlai, Wu Chunlai went to lift the curtain, and a handsome and handsome man came in outside, dressed in green clothes and wearing the cloak of a squirrel.

"Master!" Fang Qingshan bowed respectfully, then nodded to Saburo and Mr. Fu'an, and muttered a few words beside the fourth master.

Fourth Master nodded, "Then you can go."

Fang Qingshan then withdrew again.

Just the means of this control made Mr. Fu An narrow his eyes.

Fourth Master stopped going around in circles and turned to look at Saburo, "Brothers, I really don't want to make trouble to this point."

Saburo's face changed, "Are you really going to do it?"

The fourth master looked at Saburo, "What do you think, do I have any other way? Let's take the last time as an example. I won't let you go, can you go? I gave you a chance, but what about you? What kind of stuff are those people below you, do you have no idea? The reason why I came to you is on the one hand because of brotherhood, on the other hand, because I don't want to make too many murders."

Saburo's fist clenched, "You told me to surrender to you?"

The fourth master's face became a bit colder, "I'm bound to win the Central Plains! I can't let you gangsters run rampant any more. Look at those people in your hands, how pitiful they used to be, and how hateful they are now. Along the way, how many wives, wives and families have been killed. This was originally unnecessary. I just want to ask you now, who made these **** sins? You have no guilt at all!"

Saburo's shoulders suddenly collapsed. He is a dude, but he has never done anything to harm anyone. Not to mention that many people have been killed, but one family has been harmed, even if it is unintentionally harming a family. He can feel guilty. No matter how rich his family is, he feels that he is privileged in some respects, but the education he received since childhood was still unable to make him treat human life like a piece of shit. Those who died were all living people, not those who died in the game and could be resurrected. He has seen people who have been beheaded, and women who have been killed by his subordinates. He also has nightmares all night long.

And the source of these sins is himself. His own incompetence led to this result.

As long as he thinks of those tragic events, the cold sweat on his head will flow down.

Mr. Fu An sighed.

Ruthless, can't get up. Bad, bad not completely. Well, less sincerity.

Courageous, ignorant. Ambitious, no wrists. There are ideas, but no practice.

Compared with this fourth master, it is really a bit less meaningful. It seems that everyone is doing homework, and what they say is also commonplace. But he grasped the weakness of the other party's soft-hearted and affectionate, and hit the key point in understatement. When it comes to serious business, it seems that there are only a few sentences, but it is these few sentences that knock the other party down at once.

His self-blame, his guilt, his helplessness, and his remorse were enough to make him sow his inner demons. Sow the seeds of weakness and retreat.

After all, if you want to be a hero, you have to have a strong heart.

Saburo looked up at the fourth master, "You think I think, do you think I think? I saw those people, but I couldn't save them, it was more painful than letting me die. But if I have a way... As long as there is a way... "He couldn't speak, but his eyes were red.

Mr. Fu An tightly closed his eyes, not only shirk his responsibility, but also exposed his incompetence and inability to control the overall situation.

He couldn't bear to look down.

The fourth master got up and patted Saburo on the shoulder, "Third brother! Third brother! Calm down. I know this is not what you meant. But now the big mistake has been made, the only thing that can be done is to save it. It's not too late. This kind of tragedy can't happen again. You... don't blame yourself too much, am I here? Third brother, you say, how about we completely pacify these rogues? As long as the Central Plains are settled, then Is it still far to compete in the world? Third brother, do you think it is appropriate to give you a free king?"

Happy King?

Saburo's eyes lit up with a brush. With honorable status, rich and powerful, who in the world dares to bully?

Others are not good, this... he is good!

The fourth master was speechless, and he didn't even ask whether this King Xiaoyao was a prince or a county king, a king of iron hats or a hereditary king, and he was easily moved. This kid is really white. He was embarrassed to bully again. After a long time, he said in a low voice, "Then the matter is settled. Third brother, go and invite all the heads of these rogues to get together in your name. Let's settle this matter together."