Old things in Nancheng

In the evening, the servants who went to Wangjiazhuang came back and brought back Wang Qinian's message, asking Prince Mo Minger to take Lin Zhilan and Bao'er to Xianlai Pavilion for lunch at noon.

This news was unexpected and within reason. After Lin Zhilan knew the cause and effect, she couldn't believe it for a moment, and then "giggled" for a long time before panting: "Your father, your brother, in order to grab some family property, I will be with you Grandpa and uncle have been fighting for half their lives, but at the end of the day, it's not their turn to fight, so I can't hold back!"

Wang Zimo smiled wryly, isn’t that what it is, not only her father and her brother, but now she has to be added, and they are trying their best to fight for the Wang family, but now it’s good, the enemy’s own fall doesn’t matter, the Wang family is about to fall too Now, Wang Qinian's devotion and Wang Ziyan's forbearance look like jokes.

"Don't be sad, it's a blessing in misfortune that you didn't enter the Wang family's ancestral hall. Even if this matter is involved, it's not your fault." Lin Zhilan secretly prided herself on being an invincible and intelligent beauty in the universe. Back then, she refused to let Prince Mo recognize her ancestors. Zong, it seems to be true.

This is also the reason why Wang Zimo can still laugh. Although the Song Dynasty shared the world with the scholar-bureaucrats and did not kill civil servants, but such a big case, if it is not good, it will be assassinated and sent to the army, and the property will be confiscated. The downfall of the Wang family only happened overnight.

The couple have both experienced strong winds and waves, and the probability that things will be involved in them is very small. The atmosphere during the conversation is not dignified, and there is only a sense of powerlessness from being hit by a fist in the cotton. Wang Zimo sipped his tea slowly and thoughtfully asked : "Last time, I heard from you that our Great Song Dynasty was destroyed by the Mongols. Do you know about Great Song Dynasty?"

"I went abroad to study computers when I was young, how many history books have I read? The people I know can be counted on ten fingers."

"Then tell me what you know."

"There was a man named Su Shi who was a great poet, there was a man named Bao Zheng who was an upright official, there was an eight virtuous king who held a golden mace and beat down the emperor and corrupt officials, and served as ministers in the same dynasty as Bao Heitan. That Song Huizong, a great artist, his "thin gold body" and the flower and bird paintings he painted are priceless treasures in our place. My family is lucky to have a genuine one, but I heard from my grandfather that this emperor is very stupid. He does everything except good things. .”

Although it was an outrageous remark, Wang Zimo couldn't help laughing when he heard it: "I know all of this, tell me what happened in Song Dynasty after you left the official house and went south."

"Southern Song Dynasty, I don't know much about it. The most famous one is that the emperor listened to Qin Hui's slander, issued twelve gold medals to call Yue Fei back to Beijing, and killed him on the charge of 'unnecessary' charges."

"What?! Unnecessary? What kind of crime is this? General Yue Fei is so loyal, how can he escape the jealousy of the officials?" Wang Zimo said in shock.

"If you don't need it, you don't need it. The king wants his ministers to die. The ministers have to die. You Song Dynasty always valued civility and despised military power. You always felt that the warriors would rebel. Could it be that the high-ranking people in the court are just lingering people who blindly cede land and pay for peace. They just want to live in peace, regardless of the people Life and death. I still remember a poem: "Outside the mountains, the green hills, the buildings outside the buildings, when will the West Lake dance stop? The warm wind blows the tourists drunk, and only Hangzhou is called Bianzhou."

"The warm wind blows the tourists drunk, and they only call Hangzhou Bianzhou..." Wang Zimo chanted silently, and gradually became a little crazy: "Isn't it like this, there is a natural moat of the Yangtze River in the north, and the imperial court is in a corner, and I don't want to go north and take back my homeland. Well, we are still waiting for the southerners in our hometown, and our family and country have not yet been destroyed, but now that the northerners have come to us, they no longer have the ambitions of the past."

"There is also a poem written by General Yue Fei called "Manjianghong". Our children have read it." Lin Zhilan was also a little emotional. After all, these works of these characters bear the humiliation and awakening of the Chinese nation. These things exist in the bones , will not dissipate because I grew up in a foreign country.

"Lan'er, maybe read it to me." Wang Zimo said expectantly.

Lin Zhilan closed her eyes, thinking of the grand song she wrote with the lyrics of "Manjianghong" when she was a child, and slowly said: "I'm so angry, I'm leaning against the lanai, and the rain is resting. I look up and scream to the sky, with a strong heart. Thirty years of fame and dust , Eight thousand miles of road, cloud and moon. Don't wait for nothing, the boy's head is white, empty and sad. Jingkang's shame is still not snowed, and the courtiers hate it. When will it be destroyed. Drive a long car and step through the gaps in Helan Mountain. Ambitious hunger to eat Hulu meat, laughing Thirsty to drink the blood of the Huns. Wait to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky."

"Great ambition eats the meat of the barbarians hungry, laughs and talks about drinking the blood of the Xiongnu thirsty, good! Brave! It is worthy of being a true hero who killed the enemy and served the country!" The man has not been returned, but the Dragon City Flying General is here, and Huma is not taught to go to the Yin Mountain!"

At this time, Wang Zimo's mind was full of the tragedy of the fall of Xingyuan City, and the tragedy of defending the city in Xiangyang. Only after seeing the cruelty of the sand battle with his own eyes, did he realize that human life is worthless. Wang Zimo knows that the world is in chaos, and many people Losing their homeland, many people lost their lives. The once beautiful world of flowers and flowers is the original sin and the paradise coveted by the enemy.

Wang Zimo can't see Song people becoming slaves of gold thieves and Mongolian slaves. Although she loves peace very much, wars will never end in this world, and many people will die. So, Wang Zimo hopes that the people who die are Jin people and Mongols. And Yue Fei, Han Shizong and others are the dragon city flying generals in her heart.

Lin Zhilan looked at the tragic and vigorous Wang Zimo, and felt a faint worry in her heart. She sympathized with Yue Fei and admired Yue Fei, but she didn't want Wang Zimo and Yue Fei to be close friends. It was just the short sword that Yue Fei gave Wang Zimo. Not leaving the body, obviously, Yue Fei's weight in Wang Zimo's heart is not light, adding Xing Rong, it will be extremely heavy.

However, there are some things she can say out loud, but there are some important matters, even if she has the heart to persuade her, it is difficult for her to speak out.

What a gentleman does and doesn't do, that's what I'm talking about.

Fortunately, Yue Fei is being reused by the imperial court. Wang Zimo accidentally asked Yue Fei to befriend the civil servants, and Yue Fei also listened to it. Maybe, this life will be different.

Lin Zhilan knew that her vision was not high, and she didn't want to worry about the country and the people. In her previous life, she served the country. Now that she has lived a new life, she clearly knows what she wants.

At noon on the second day, Wang Zimo took Lin Zhilan and Bao'er to see the long-lost Wang Qinian in Xianlai Pavilion. He looked a little haggard, his spine was no longer straight, and the nasolabial folds around his mouth were much deeper, showing an old look.

"Mo'er and Lin's, Bao'er, met the second master." Prince Mo bowed respectfully.

"Okay, my family, why bother to stick to customs." Wang Qinian saw the young family of three with a smile on his face: "Hey, Bao'er is so old, but he still recognizes his grandfather?"

"Bao'er, call him grandfather." Lin Zhilan saw Bao'er studying Wang Qinian with her big round eyes, and gently persuaded: "Don't Bao'er know your grandfather anymore? Your grandfather hugged you when you were young. Don't you like grandfather the most? beard?"

Bao'er's eyes lit up when he heard the beard, Wang Qinian smoothly hugged Bao'er from Lin Zhilan's hand, and smiled heartily, the beard trembled with the smile, Bao'er was curious and pinched it with one hand.

"Bao'er, don't mess around, let go quickly." Lin Zhilan's "sweat" in her heart, she likes old men's beards and doesn't know what kind of weirdness it is.

"Grandfather." Bao'er called sweetly, fawning over him deeply.

Wang Qinian's heart was naturally as soft as water, he waved his hands and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, as long as Bao'er likes it."

The meal was eaten tenderly, and Wang Zimo felt a little distressed when he saw the old Wang Qinian. While picking up dishes for Wang Qinian, he reported the names and recipes of the dishes, and said that after a while, some better cooks would serve the second one. master.

It's hard to change the words. After so many years of being called the second master, it's not easy to call him dad all of a sudden. Wang Qinian doesn't mind, because what Wang Zimo says and does is a son's respect and filial piety to his father.

Besides, isn't Bao'er called grandfather?

Wang Qinian fed Bao'er a piece of stewed beef tendon for her to practice her teeth, and said slowly: "I have been to the city a few times these days, and wherever I go, I can hear people talking about you and Lin."

Wang Zimo put down his chopsticks and sat upright. It stands to reason that this is when Lao Tzu taught his son, and Lin Zhilan also stopped eating.

"You eat, don't be nervous, all I hear is praise you." Wang Qinian stroked Bao'er's braid, and said gratifiedly: "Wang Daguan is the number one person who can do business in Yanguan County, Lin is the top The best virtuous wife, the business is good, the people are kind, cherish the old and the poor, and don't forget the folks when they are rich."

Wang Zimo was ashamed: "Second Master, don't listen to their nonsense. It is said that the wind is the rain outside. If you repeat a sentence, it will change."

"Are you a fool when you think I'm an old man? This old man is neither blind nor deaf. He can hear and see. You and Mrs. Lin have done a good job. This old man is very pleased. But, there is one thing that this old man wants to tell you."

"I would like to listen to the second master's instruction."

Wang Zimo stood up and stood with his head bowed. Lin Zhilan followed suit.

Wang Qinian saw that Wang Zimo's attitude was modest, and he was not arrogant because of his praise. He nodded and said, "You are young, and it is inevitable for young people to be high-spirited, but don't forget your true heart. Bao Huakui, hold an actor, start a game, Cockfighting and running dogs, these should be measured. I heard some bad things last time, but I didn’t ask you. That’s because I know that your wife is a bright-minded person, and she is down-to-earth. From now on, the two of you will help each other and have a blind date. I advise you, the so-called husband and wife are of the same heart, and their benefits cut through gold, this is the truth."

"Second Master, Mo'er has made a note."

Wang Zimo bent down deeply, almost reaching the ground, and Lin Zhilan followed suit, only cursing in her heart, as the old man said, drinking flower wine and listening to ditties is fine, as long as it's not too much.

snort!How can there be such a cheap thing!

"Sit down, I have some important matters to explain to you."

Seeing Wang Qinian's solemn expression, Lin Zhilan hugged Bao'er and let Xiao Liang outside take her with her.

Wang Zimo and Lin Zhilan knew what Wang Qinian wanted to say, and if the news was correct, then the Wang family would be in trouble.Wang Qinian obviously knew more than outsiders, Wang Zimo and Lin Zhilan couldn't help frowning, the old man Wang Qishen was as stupid as a pig, I really don't know how he was admitted as a Jinshi.

Things are roughly the same, the more news is fatal.Yangzhou River Transit is suspected of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, and Wang Qishen, as the deputy of the chief envoy, is also very suspicious, especially because he knows the road signs for the transportation of military food and military salaries, and his signature is on the customs defense documents. Considered conclusive evidence.

"The elder brother of this old man, he studied well since he was a child, but unfortunately he is a nerd. He has been an official for 20 years, but he has not even figured out the way. Will not participate in this matter, as far as his courage and brains, who is willing to conspire with him."

It was difficult for the younger generation to answer this, Lin Zhilan felt that it was useless for Wang Qinian to whitewash Wang Qishen in front of them, it was just a complaint.

"Now, the family is going to sell their property and go to Beijing to connect with Yangzhou. The old man has handed over the matter to the old man, and the old man will set off tomorrow. I don't know when I will return home, and I don't know if I have a home to return to. Before I leave, I have something to entrust to you."

"Second master, it's okay to say, Mo'er will definitely try her best to do it." Wang Zimo nodded heavily.

Wang Qinian took out a square carved sandalwood box, handed it to Wang Zimo and said, "Inside this is the body that I have accumulated for half my life. It will be unsafe to stay in Wang's house. You two hold it and manage it well."

Wang Zimo didn't dare to answer, and declined politely: "Why did the Second Master say such a thing, since the Eldest Master is innocent, the Second Master will definitely be able to redeem the Eldest Master's innocence."

"Mo'er, although you are young, you are a shrewd person, so why deceive yourself and others." Wang Qinian patted Wang Zimo's hand, and said wearily: "Looking for ways to find connections, spending money like running water, even if you get innocent, the Wang family will not be innocent." It’s useless. The old man’s going here is only for the sake of the future generations of the Wang family. If the old man is useless, these things will eventually be taken away by the officials in the Wang family, and the juniors will have to be branded as offenders.”

"Mo'er, you are my own flesh and blood after all, and the only hope for my Wang family at the moment. I gave you these things to save our Wang family a way out. I know you don't like the Wang family, but you still have your mother, sister-in-law and sister-in-law. I need support, and my niece needs to be cultivated. These things, said to be money, are also a heavy burden. I leave it to you. I feel distressed, but I don’t worry."

Hearing such words similar to Tuogu, Wang Zimo couldn't help but think of what Wang Ziyan said that day. She promised that she would do her best to do it. Although the burden was heavy, she was willing to do it, just to repay the kindness of that day.

"So, Mo'er accepted it. Second Master, please take care, and please rest assured that as long as Mo'er is here, there will be no one missing from the Second Household."