Wen Weng knew that the person Zhuo's father and daughter were looking for was not him, and after confirming the amount of money and food donated by Zhuo Wangsun, he no longer cared about the two.

As a parent official in status, Wen Weng didn't say a word of thanks, he felt that it was enough to hand over this kind of thing to a small official, if Zhang Yuan hadn't said that he would have handed it over to him, he wouldn't even see Zhuo Wangsun.

If Zhuo Wangsun handed over all his family wealth to the government, Wen Weng might pretend to be a color to him, and at the moment, this money and grain can be regarded as a drop in the bucket of Zhuo Wangsun's rich wealth.

All of a sudden, Zhuo Wangsun and Zhuo Wenjun were hung in the middle square of the Taishou Mansion.

"Father, let's go back, if you want to ask to see Zhang Yuan today, I'm afraid there is no hope."

Many people wanted to see Zhuo Wenjun's jokes, and the little officials who came and went would show a sly smile when they passed by the two of them.

"Wait, it's still early."

Zhuo Wangsun didn't seem to care about this situation at all, but looked for something among the small officials who walked around.

The gold ring he exposed was in very good condition, and it was already able to reflect a blazing white brilliance in the sun, and he touched the ring every time he passed by, observing the expressions on everyone's faces.

But after such a long time, everyone obviously showed more interest in Zhuo Wenjun, who was hiding his face with a light veil.

Suddenly, the smile on someone's face was finally no longer so obscene, and Zhuo Wangsun stepped forward directly to stop him.

"This little brother, the old man wants to ask where the messenger of the Son of Heaven lives?"

After all, there are a few people in Shu County who don't know the name of the Zhuo family, and besides, the matter of King Zhuo's grandson coming to the Taishou Mansion to donate money and food to see Zhang Yuan has been spreading in the Taishou Mansion for a while.

The little official did not hide his greed for the gold ring at all, and did not refuse silently, but his eyes stayed on it.

"When we met for the first time, the old man asked for something, and this ring was given to the little brother, and a small gift was not a tribute."

Zhuo Wang Sun wanted to exchange this ring for the information he wanted, and the preparations for parting had already been made, and the action of taking the ring and handing it to the little official was very smooth.

"The head of the Zhuo family is not a big man and a huge wealth for me, and he is generous.

The envoy of the Son of Heaven is in the guest room on the left side of the Taishou Mansion, and there are guards guarding his residence outside the door. ”

Zhuo Wangsun made a gesture to the little official, pulled Zhuo Wenjun and walked over there.

"Father, everyone said there were guards outside the door, can we go in?"

Zhuo Wenjun has not bowed his head in front of Zhang Yuan, and was forced to come by Zhuo Wangsun today, although there are still many expectations in her heart, but the obstacles still hurt her self-esteem.

For Zhuo Wenjun, his self-esteem can be hurt, but there must be a corresponding return, if he can't get what he wants, it is very worthless to be hurt again.

"I don't believe that Zhang Yuan can really ignore the past feelings, you don't see how old you are, I was wrong to look for you to go home a few years ago, how do you know that in just a few years, this kid has become the messenger of the Son of Heaven."

When wealth accumulates to a certain point, businessmen begin to want to move up the ladder.

Capitalism is destined to collide with feudalism, but under the background of the Han Dynasty, businessmen want to fight for more rights, not to mention that he Zhuo Wangsun is the richest man, even if the assets are several times higher, Liu Che's words will descend from heaven to hell, and none of the laws of the Han Dynasty protect the rights and interests of merchants.

Soon the two of them arrived outside Zhang Yuan's residence, and the two guards stayed here to protect Zhang Yuan's safety, and only Erdan, Zong Xing, Sima Xiangru, and Huo Zhong came in directly without passing the message.

Wen Weng had to pass it on when he came in, and the hundreds of soldiers who followed Zhang Yuan and their envoys were all soldiers in the southern army in Chang'an City, and they had seen a lot of officials, and they had also seen some of the things about the prime minister being robbed of his title and dying, no matter who brought face. make

"Who are you two, this is Zhang Xingren's residence, if you don't have anything important, please leave quickly."

The guards directly blocked Zhuo Wangsun's way, and half of the ring head knife was pulled out of the scabbard.

"I want to see the messenger of the Son of Heaven, I am his father-in-law, this is his wife, you two had better not get involved in our family affairs."

Zhuo Wangsun's whole person exuded a momentum, and Zhuo Wenjun lowered his head shyly, and immediately frightened the two guards, and the ring-headed knife in the guard's hand was not stuffed in at this time.

Zhang Yuan was in the room to see some Wen Weng present about the death of the people who were expropriated by Tang and Meng, and suddenly heard the conversation outside, and knew what was going on in his heart.

"Let the two of them in."

In addition to being able to trust Erdan and Zongxing, Zhang Yuan can't trust anyone in the entire Shu County Taishou Mansion, and it is not surprising that his whereabouts will be leaked.

The two guards tucked the ring-headed knife into its scabbard in unison and moved out of the way.

Zhuo Wangsun shook the robes on his body, snorted coldly at the two guards, pushed open the door and walked in with Zhuo Wenjun.

"Eh, how did I hear that Zhang Xingren has never been married, and how did he suddenly appear that an old man has a wife."

One of the guards asked the other in surprise.

The guard's eyes narrowed, and there was an expression on his face that you understood.

"Who else can it be, it must be the businessman Zhuo Wangsun and their family's eldest daughter of the Zhuo family, the affair between the pedestrian and the eldest daughter of the Zhuo family is no secret in Chengdu City, and you don't even know these things for a few days."

"Oh, oh, oh, I say, I see, Brother Wang is really discerning."

"Where, where, hahahaha."

The voices of the two guards were not shy about reaching the room, and the sound insulation of the ancient wooden structure of the house was not very good.

Zhang Yuan's face was blue and white for a while, and he didn't get up and just looked at Zhuo Wangsun.

From beginning to end, this old guy was thinking about what he wanted from himself, and this time he was no exception, and he still wanted to exchange his daughter, Zhang Yuan waited for Zhuo Wangsun to speak first, anyway, he was sitting, and Zhuo Wangsun was standing.

Seeing Zhang Yuan busy with his own affairs, when he didn't exist at all, Zhuo Wangsun finally couldn't help but speak first.

"Old man Zhuo Wang Sun has seen the messenger of the Son of Heaven."

Zhang Yuan put down the book in his hand, stared at Zhuo Wang Sun with his eyes like a hot eye, and shouted.

"Is this the attitude you should have when you see the messenger of the Son of Heaven?"

After suppressing Zhuo Wangsun with a word, Zhang Yuan raised the talisman placed beside him.

Fu Jie is in hand, and only officials in the entire Shu County who are more than a thousand stones dare not bow down, and now there is only Wen Weng in the Taishou Mansion.

Seeing that Zhang Yuan was not as good at talking as before, Zhuo Wangsun fell to his knees and knelt on the ground.

"The grass people Zhuo Wang Sun has seen the messenger of the Son of Heaven."