Wang Chang and Xiao Yang, who thought they had succeeded in winning the favor of Mr. Song, of course didn't know that this guest, who enjoyed the Wang family's meticulous hospitality, was thinking about how to help their disciples dispose of them. They thought they were well disguised, trying to find out the details of this gentleman, and using him to exert some strength on Wang Chang's long-cut career - Wang Chang seemed unwilling to let go of any glimmer of hope.

Wang Zixian also did not expect that after giving away nearly half of his family wealth in the past few years but getting nothing, Wang Chang was still unwilling to give up, and he couldn't help but sigh slightly. In this way, because of these spent family wealth, because of the hopeless career, sooner or later they will fall apart with each other, and they will no longer be as "harmonious and harmonious" as in the past. And Xiao Yang's owe his mother Da Yang's and the qiē he owes him, and he can also take the opportunity to take it back.

For several days, Mr. Song only cared about talking with Wang Chang, pretending not to understand his hints at all. Wang Chang was still patiently dealing with him, but Xiao Yang, who saw that the wealth between his fingers was getting less and less, finally couldn't sit still. When she took advantage of the prince's greetings, she hinted euphemistically: "Da Lang, you have been at home for so long, when will you leave for Chang'an?" I'll have some luggage for you, too. ”

The prince feigned surprise and said with a slight smile: "Mother is still thoughtful, and the matter of luggage will be left to Mother." In fact, the child has been persuading Mr. to return to Chang'an earlier in the past two days, but Mr. has always been loose, and he feels that he is quite in agreement with Grandpa, and he wants to stay for a few more days. I heard that they are also planning to go to the famous places near Shangzhou, and it will take some time. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yang's smile was almost a little unbearable: "It's early winter now, what other good scenery can there be in the nearby scenic spots?" What's more, they are all elderly, if they are negligent for a while, what if they fall ill with a cold? Dalang, you have to persuade them. If they really want to go, it's not too late to go again in the spring and autumn of next year. "Staying overnight and enjoying the scenery all mean flowing money, and her heart is almost numb with pain.

"If the child goes to persuade again, the mother can rest assured." The prince said, turning and leaving.

When he walked out of the inner hall, he happened to meet Wang Luoniang. Like most cardamom young ladies in her prime, her outfit looks beautiful and moving, quite plain, but in fact she is very rich. The fabric used in the twisted mania robe is by no means an ordinary color, faintly with the bright light of silver threads, and the jasper hairpin and step shaking on the head are also extraordinary. It's a pity that no matter how good her skin looks and how elegant her demeanor is, she can't hide her upbringing.

Wang Luoniang raised her eyes, and after looking at her eldest brother, she saluted without any respect: "I've seen my brother." "The two brothers and sisters, one dressed in a half-new robe, and the other is extremely capable of dressing up, and they seem to be both elegant and moderate, but the faint style and bones are still instantly distinguished.

The prince smiled gently: "No need to be polite, mother is waiting for you inside." After that, he sighed as if he was emotional: "I haven't seen you for three years, and you're already a big girl." I don't know what Grandpa and Mother have planned, and I can't bear to give up when I think about it. How can we, brothers, be willing to give it? A few words, as if extremely caring, the virtual and real emotions are hidden in it, which is enough to teach people who don't know the truth to be touched.

Wang Luoniang's expression changed slightly, she pursed her lips and glanced at him, and lowered her head and entered the inner hall with a shy look. However, Wang Zixian couldn't take two steps before he keenly heard her coquettish words to Xiao Yang: "Who is he?" Have you also come to ask about it? Ah Niang, I feel uncomfortable when I look at him at home, when will I let him go quickly? ”

I heard Xiao Yang say helplessly: "Your grandfather is still thinking about it, that Mr. Song can't be offended lightly." ”

Wang Luoniang was dissatisfied: "It's just a poor sour, the car of things brought to our family, just looking at it is disgusting and vulgar, and it has been given to Xiang Niang." Look at the fabrics and jewelry that the second brother brought back from Dongshi, and then look at the things that come out of these poor villages, and they all blush for him. After going out to study for a few years, I can't even bring back anything decent, can our family rely on him in the future? His husband is nothing more than that, where is it like Mr. Last Week! ”

Wang Zixian hooked the corners of his mouth and sneered secretly: "Silly girl, didn't the cloth and jewelry that Wang Ziling brought back from Dongshi spend all of Xiao Yang's private money?" He's just being generous to others, where does he seem to be reliable? Oh, I don't know if Xiao Yang's heart is happy or sad after seeing these gifts? This father and son are both extremely selfish people, who only care about money to spend, but they don't care about the family's economic affairs, and they almost hollow out the Wang family? Can the rest of the family property still be able to afford the expenses of the past?

"Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Song is what you can say." Xiao Yang scolded lightly, but he didn't sound annoyed. She hated this Mr. Song for the house, and was annoyed that he enjoyed his own hospitality but it was useless, and pretending to reprimand Wang Luoniang was just a gesture.

Wang Luoniang snorted: "Even if he used to be the head of the country, isn't he also a cloth cloth now?" What can't be said? But Grandpa still treats him as a baby, and follows him all day long. According to Yi'er, Grandpa will be disappointed sooner or later, and it is only right to send their master and apprentice away as soon as possible. ”

"They won't stay long." Xiao Yang said, paused, and sighed lightly, "However, he reminded me...... It's time for you to see each other. For the first two years, I always thought you were still young, and when I saw that you were about to turn fourteen, you were not small. It's a pity that Erlang and Saburo don't know when they will be able to get into the Jinshi, so they will give you an identity...... By the way, I remember that they have a senior brother who is from the Jingzhao Du clan? It's a good fit......"

"Ah Niang......" Wang Luoniang shouted in a coquettish voice, vaguely revealing a little shame.

The prince did not sympathize with Du Chongfeng, who was favored by the mother and daughter. After all, he had heard Sun Rong mention in his letter that Du Chongfeng seemed to be quite interested in Li Hui, praised him on any occasion, and seriously defended him, and it seemed that he had recently attracted Li Hui's attention. Whatever the man's intentions, whether he was a decent person or a hypocrisy, he could not tolerate someone approaching Li Hui with his heart—strong possessiveness was one thing, and implied danger was another, and he could not tolerate someone trying to take advantage of his status as the king of Xin'an.

Just as he was leaving the main courtyard quickly, he met Wang Xiangniang, who was thin and slender. Wang Xiangniang is the only concubine in the family and the youngest child, and now she is only about ten years old. Since she was a child, she has been like an unknown shadow, quietly hiding herself in the corner, not attracting anyone's attention. Seeing that she is so knowledgeable, even if she is willful like Wang Luoniang, she will not ask for her trouble at will. And she will only silently receive all the qiē, and never resist.

Wang Zixian has been away all the year round, and he has never spoken a few words with this sister-in-law, and there is no brother-sister friendship. I thought that I would be able to leave with a slight bow, but Wang Xiangniang saluted him and said softly respectfully: "The gift that the eldest brother brought back, I like it very much, and it really bothers the eldest brother." In the past two days, I have made a book bag with Yizhou's brocade, if the eldest brother doesn't dislike it, can I accept it? It's also a return gift. ”

Wang Zixian narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the cyan book bag she handed over. On the book bag, it is not the four gentlemen of Meilan, bamboo and chrysanthemum, but the fashionable hunting pattern, which is lifelike and very attentive. In a moment, he understood that he had mistaken this sister before, so he smiled and said: "Xiang Niang has worked hard, this book bag is very good." "The brocade produced in Yizhou is also the best that can be paid tribute to the palace, but it is not as unbearable as Wang Luoniang said. Wang Xiangniang's vision and temperament are slightly better than the spoiled Wang Luoniang.

Hearing this, Wang Xiangniang's face flushed slightly, and she bowed lightly, and then turned to leave. Of course, the situation of their brother and sister's gift naturally fell on Xiao Yang's ears and eyes, and this kind of thing that should have been ordinary will not have some impact on this young lady. However, for Wang Xiangniang, what she has gained is extremely small, and it seems that there is nothing more to lose.

After a few days, Wang Chang finally understood that Mr. Song had an eccentric temper and could not help him in any way. So, since then, he has disappeared in front of Mr. Song. And Xiao Yang was finally able to urge Wang Zixian to leave Shangzhou with Mr. Song in an open and honest manner.

After Mr. Song, who had a "lonely turn" temper, learned about it, he was angry and went to the house of the patriarch of the Wang clan to live temporarily. The patriarch was shocked and annoyed, and personally reprimanded Wang Chang, scolding him for not having a family demeanor, not knowing how to be hospitable, etc., which made Wang Chang so angry that he fell ill in anger.

The prince was serving the sick in front of the sickbed as a filial son, and at the same time rushed to the patriarch's house every day to persuade Mr. Song to change his mind. And Xiao Yang wanted to cry without tears and invited famous doctors in the state city again and again, bought good medicine again and again, and the treasury saw that it was getting emptier and emptier again, and his heart, liver, spleen and lungs hurt as if he had dug up meat raw.

In mid-October, Mr. Song finally relented and agreed to return to Chang'an. After learning the news, Xiao Yang hurriedly sent the rich Cheng Yi that had been prepared long ago, and sent the master and apprentice out of the Wang family.

When the Wang family's send-off was gone, Mr. Song's expression, which had been displeased, suddenly changed, and he glanced at his disciples with emotion, and sighed: "Tsk, the old man has been thinking about it for several days and hasn't come up with any way, but if you say a few words casually, they will be tormented...... And said that your heart, liver, spleen, and lungs are not black......"

Wang Zixian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It must be completed by Mr. to succeed in this plan." If there is no gentleman, such a rich Cheng Yi, Xiao Yang will definitely be reluctant to give it. He can also understand Xiao Yang's current mentality, it is nothing more than spending some money to save face, and quickly send the two disaster stars away. If it weren't for the patriarch watching them from the sidelines and silently waving the flag and shouting for them, she would definitely be reluctant to cut her flesh and let her bleed.

"You are the son of the Yuan, and these family fortunes were originally yours. It's their bad intentions that force you to use such a strategy. "Mr. Song is naturally partial to his own disciples, but what should be taught still needs to be taught," However, you must remember that these are just small paths. If you have a profit, why should you worry about such a trivial matter? In the future, you don't have to put the slightest effort into these, just pass the provincial exam and get a first-class first - what do you want in the future and can't get it?! ”

"Don't worry, sir, it's just a little teasing of them." The prince shook his head, "They're not worth my bother. "He has already arranged the affairs of the Wang family, and when he returns to Shangzhou, he just needs to be relieved a little. Now that the goal has been achieved, and there are even some windfalls, he naturally won't worry about half a point.

Mr. Song was still a little uneasy, but he reluctantly suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart. He's really not good at dealing with this kind of thing, maybe he should ask his old friends? Or perhaps, ask the little county king?