Wang Mang led Wang Jingyan back to Yuancheng after seven years, and he had a lot of plans in his heart.

After a bit of wandering, he walked through all the places he had wandered around and looked back at the scene seven years ago.

When he came to Huo Wolf Juxu Street, he immediately thought of meeting Huo Rongsheng here and resenting Wei Jianyin. I can't help but feel that the years have passed, and seven years have passed without paying attention.

When he arrived at the Cold Smoke Pavilion later, he instantly remembered that the assassin suddenly attacked, and he and Wang Jingyan's lives hung by a thread.

Wang Jingyan clearly remembered the scene at that time, and at this moment she was stunned to see where Wang Mang was stabbed and fell to the ground. His right hand inadvertently stroked Wang Mang's waist.

"Xianggong, you are so stupid. If it hadn't been for the timely arrival of my sister-in-law, you would have died. If that happens in the future, you can just leave me alone. ”

"Knock knock..."

Wang Mang knocked on her head twice and shouted, "What stupid thing are you talking about?" Husband and wife are one, how can I only care about my own life, and ignore that you are in danger? If you die, what's the point of me living alone? ”

When Wang Jingyan heard this, she was greatly moved, hugged Wang Mang tightly and said, "Xianggong, you are so good to me." ”

"That's nature, who made you my woman!"

Wang Mang replied, and then led Wang Jingyan to leave here and walk elsewhere.

I walked aimlessly and without a head for a long time, and I didn't know where I went.

Suddenly, on an arched bridge directly in front of him, a thin old man in his early fifties knelt in the middle of the arched bridge.

On the old man's chest, there was a wooden plank on which some words were written. And beside him there was a wheelbarrow, and on the cart lay a man. The man was wrapped in an old cloth and did not know the exact situation.

Some of the pedestrians passing by the arched bridge stopped in front of the old man and glanced at the plank, but then they all shook their heads and ignored them. Some people left in a hurry without even looking at it. There were even some people who showed disgust, covered their noses and cursed a few times to leave.

Seeing the situation, Wang Mang frowned slightly, and then quickened his pace and came to the old man.

He glanced at the wooden board hanging from the old man's chest, and immediately figured out why the old man was kneeling here.

It turned out that the old man and his mother had taken refuge from his place a few months earlier. But unfortunately, the old man's mother passed away yesterday due to her advanced age and frailty. This old man has no relatives here, and he is penniless, so he can't hold a funeral for his mother.

He couldn't bear to bury his mother in a wooden box without dignity, so he wanted to sell his body at a low price and use the silver taels to hold a more decent funeral for his mother.

However, this old man was also in his fifties, and basically could not do any physical work, so no one was willing to buy him. If he were a young man, it wouldn't be a big deal.

After figuring out the ins and outs, Wang Mang sighed, didn't say anything, took fifty taels of silver from his sleeve and put it in front of the old man, turned around and left.

Selling his body to bury his mother, selling his body to bury his father, etc., he has seen many such things in his previous life, except for lamenting or lamenting.

This old man kneeled and sold himself in this prosperous area all morning, and no one was willing to make a bid.

Just when he was disheartened, he saw that Wang Mang had given out the silver, and it was more than ten times higher than the four taels of silver he had sold, he was immediately very grateful, and hurriedly said, "That young master, wait, wait, wait." Old man, I only need four taels to sell myself, but you give fifty taels, which is too much. ”

When Wang Mang heard this, he stopped, turned his head and replied: "Old man, Gao Tang Immortal has passed away, and he should be buried thickly." As for the remaining silver taels, you can always use them to get by, and you can solve your immediate needs. ”

The old man replied: "The young master is very kind, and the old man will never forget it." Dare to ask the young master's name? I sold myself for silver, and now the young master is out of silver, and the old man should belong to the young master, otherwise the old man will not be ashamed? ”

Wang Mang replied, "My name is Wang Mang." Old man, your great filial piety makes me admire. So you don't need to follow me, just go and find someone to bury your mother. ”

"Wang Mang?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and then suddenly his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "You are the Lord Wang Mang of Liaoning?" ”

"It's me!" Wang Mang nodded.

"I see, I also said that there are no such kind people in this world." The old man was grateful and said, "Lord Wang, although the old man is over half a hundred years old, he still has some strength. My lord, you give the old man fifty taels, how can the old man not repay it? ”

"Humph!"

Qiu Tong in the back thought that this old man wanted to take advantage of Wang Mang's benevolence to make trouble, and snorted coldly: "Repay, what do you repay?" And Wang Gongzi said very clearly just now, there is no need for you to repay. Now that the prince has kindly given you two silver burial mothers, you should go to prepare for the funeral as soon as possible, and don't mess around.

In her opinion, anything is possible these days. Perhaps this old man wants to attach himself to Wang Mang and use Wang Mang's power to enjoy wealth.

This situation is the same as fishing for a golden beetle, if you really catch it, then you can basically have no worries for a lifetime. She was afraid that this old man would rely on Wang Mang, so she came forward to speak.

Wang Jingyan pulled Qiu Tong's sleeve, full of embarrassment.

When Wang Mang heard this, he reprimanded: "Miss Qiutong, don't be rude to the old man. ”

After speaking, he said to the old man again: "Old man, Qiu Tong is straightforward and fast-talking, and she has no other intentions, I hope you don't mind." If you've heard my name, you know that I don't ask anyone for anything in return. Old man, you better go back and prepare for the funeral. If you still have problems in the future, you can come to General Wuhou's Mansion to find me, and I will help you at that time. ”

After the old man heard Qiu Tong's words, he didn't get angry, but explained: "Miss Qiu Tong, you see that I am over half a hundred years old and can't do much things, so I'm afraid that I will rely on Lord Wang, right?"

Although I am a little old, my body is still quite strong and I have a little strength. I can do all the work of going up the mountain to chop wood and going down to the field to carry the burden. Also, I have read a few books, and it is not impossible to do some pen and ink things. ”

"Oh? Got some strength? ”

Qiu Tong saw that this thin old man dared to refute his words, and suddenly became interested, or tempered, and said coldly: "Old man, Wang Gongzi is kind enough to help you, but he doesn't want you to be so difficult."

Since you said that you have some strength in your body, well, let's just wrestle our wrists. If you can win me a point or two, then I take back what I just said and apologize to you. If you can't win me, then you are not allowed to say anything else. Young Master Wang is kind-hearted, and the world knows it, and I don't want to see some people with ulterior motives take advantage of this to make a living. ”

Wang Jingyan saw Qiu Tong's temper come up, and hurriedly said: "Sister Qiu Tong, you are a martial arts practitioner, and your strength is three points stronger than that of a middle-aged man, how can this old man be your opponent?" Don't mess around like that. ”

Speaking of this, she was also like Wang Mang, and apologized to the old man: "Old man, Sister Qiu Tong is a person who practices martial arts, and she has always liked to go straight and straightforward, and there is no malice, please bear with me." ”

(End of chapter)