Traveling through the Gaowu Tang Dynasty, Li Kuan and Li Shimin became the second sons of the Prince

"Very good." Wang Dayong saw that the old butler had carried out his order, so he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"I dare not... I dare not... This is what I should do." The old housekeeper timidly reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "But Master, why did you kill the lady and the two young masters..."

"I have no choice." Wang Dayong saw that the always honest old housekeeper still asked the question that should make him feel heartbroken, and tears flashed in his eyes. "Now that the matter has been exposed, how can the clan rest assured that my family, Wang Dayong, will not be wiped out? Alas... I just feel sorry for my little girl who stayed in Taiyuan. I hope that the clan leader can see that I, Wang Dayong, have devoted my heart and soul to him over the years and spared no effort, and can give the child a chance to live..."

“Master…” The housekeeper didn’t know how to comfort Wang Dayong at this moment, so he pursed his lips and said, “This old servant can find a way to let Madam and the two young masters fake their own death and escape…”

"Old He, since you have already seen through it, why do you deliberately test me?" Wang Dayong saw that the old housekeeper had finally seen through everything, so he could only smile helplessly and said, "The child is innocent, Old He, Mr. He, can I ask you for this matter?"

After Wang Dayong finished saying this, he stood up from his seat, walked to the butler who was stunned by the word "Mr. He", and bowed down to him.

After a long time.

"Master, get up." After Butler He said this in a calm tone, his body, which had been hunched over for many years, had stood up straight like a pine or cypress. "When did you see that?"

"This is not important." Wang Dayong was still kneeling on the ground. He looked up at his butler. This scene might seem a little funny to outsiders, but neither of them felt it was abrupt. "Just this one thing, I beg you! Just this one thing! Please pretend you don't know..."

"In the sixth year of Wude, your Majesty was still the King of Qin. After the King of Qin pacified Hebei Province. In the seventh year, the court sent you to Xingzhou as the prefect, and it was at that time that I became your steward. Well... maybe the process of my becoming a steward was a bit... strange, so you noticed something was wrong at the time?" The old man called "Mr. He" was still seriously thinking about why his true identity was discovered by Wang Dayong.

“Heh…” Wang Dayong suddenly laughed bitterly after the old butler finished speaking. “Before you, Mr. He, became my butler, in just half a year, I had already had eight butlers in my house, and they all fell from that position for various reasons…”

"Maybe it's because I have a strong destiny." He touched his nose after hearing this, and then he corrected, "The eight people in front are not good people either. They are all sent by the five surnames and seven names, and the Taiyuan Wang family...how should I put it, they don't really care about you. That's why I couldn't stand it and came to your house to help you."

"Your fate is indeed strong enough." Wang Dayong nodded without commenting: "Speaking of which... I should thank you very much... Ever since you became the housekeeper, nothing has ever happened in my house in all these years..."

"This is where you are smart, sir." The old housekeeper said as he walked to the desk, picked up a pen and wrote the word "Dou", then handed it to Wang Dayong: "Count, how many strokes does this word have?"

"No need to count, thirteen strokes." Wang Dayong was not surprised by this answer.

Because at this time he already knew who was in charge of Taihang Mountains.

"Before the old lady passed away, the powerful men or forces she left behind were just like the thirteen strokes of the word 'Dou', each with its own edge. For example, this Heavenly Master, two rulers, three mountain bandits, four eagles, five-tailed foxes, six powerful men..." The old man suddenly changed the subject when he said this: "I am one of the 'five-tailed foxes'. My surname is not He. As for my real name... Hey, after so long, I seem to only remember that my surname is Dou. My last name... seems to be... Cao Zhan?"

"..." Wang Dayong looked at the old butler in front of him at this moment, and his heart was once again filled with huge waves - Cao Zhan, that was the general who followed Liu Heita in the rebellion... It was said that after Liu Heita was defeated, this person's whereabouts were unknown, and people thought that he was most likely dead, but who knew that he was still alive!

And he lives such a wonderful life...

No... maybe it should be said another way. This... strong man, his previous identity was Cao Zhan... that's all.

Dou family...Dou family!

As expected, only the Dou family headed by Empress Taimu was truly powerful enough to make the Five Surnames and Seven Families feel fear.

And that loser Dou Wei...hahahaha...he actually thought that being the head of a chicken made him better than the tail of a phoenix, but he had no idea...how ridiculous he really was...

“Haha…hahahahaha…” Thinking of this, Wang Dayong couldn’t help but laugh out loud: “Okay…okay…I originally thought that I lost this battle because I underestimated His Royal Highness the King of Chu, but I didn’t know…I lost from the very beginning, and lost completely…completely…”

"We will protect your child and wife, and send them overseas to be taken care of by Li Jing's sworn brother, Qiu Ran Ke, so that you don't have to worry about the future." The old man saw that Wang Dayong seemed to be crazy at the moment, but he was not moved at all: "But they can't take away the huge amount of money."

"There's something I don't understand." Suddenly, Wang Dayong stopped laughing and turned to look at the old man: "For all these years, you watched me do evil things and remained indifferent. Now you don't allow my wife and children to take the money away. Why? Do you suddenly feel guilty?"

"This world belongs to Li Er, not to His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu. Why should I worry about this?" After hearing Wang Dayong's heart-piercing question, the old man smiled coldly: "Now it's different. My Prince of Chu has come to Hebei Road and Xingzhou, so I can't let you give the money you embezzled to your wife and children to take away. Is this hard to understand?"

"It's not difficult to understand..." Wang Dayong really understood it all at this moment - these Dou family servants have long been accustomed to all kinds of ugliness in the world, or in other words, except for themselves who adhere to their own consciences, they will simply turn a blind eye to the good or evil thoughts of others.