In the middle of March of the Chang'an calendar.

The flowers are gradually charming to the eye, and the shallow grass can have no horseshoe, which is the time when the grass grows and the warbler flies.

On a day of clear skies and spring like wine, Wei Jin arrived at Fengzhou County. Under the generational management of the Zhao family, the county town of Fengzhou is already quite large-scale, the city walls are also made of bluestone, and the city gate has also been replaced with iron.

Outside the city, Zhao Cheng took the doorman and Mr. Li to see Wei Jin's army from a distance.

Soon, Wei Jin and Zhao Chengcheng met for the first time.

"Who are you?" Wei Jin rode on the horse and looked at the people in front of him, none of them were officials of the county government, which was a little strange.

"Presumably you are Manager Wei, in Xia Zhao Cheng, the son of the sinner Zhao Hao, I heard that Manager Wei came from afar, and came to greet him." Zhao Cheng smiled all over his face, stood in front of the horse's head and said with a smile, his fat body was almost as wide as the horse.

When Wei Jin heard that it was Zhao Hao's son, he couldn't help but feel even more amazing in his heart, he didn't expect Zhao Hao to have such a son......

"It turned out to be Zhao Gongzi, I didn't expect you to have this thought, thank you, old man!" Wei Jin naturally had to be polite, but he was looking at this Zhao Cheng in his heart, as the saying goes, if you have nothing to do, you are either a traitor or a thief, and the marshal also killed his father, which makes people suspicious.

"I won't tell you the truth, I specially greeted the manager on the ground, and I also have some selfish experience, the journey is tiring, and I ask the manager to move to the house first, and we will talk while eating, how about it?"

Zhao Cheng leaned to the side and made way out. Wei Jin was happy in his heart, and he was thinking about how to talk to you on the way, but you sent it to the door yourself.

"Okay, the old man has received it."

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Therefore, Wei Jin arranged for a large army to be stationed in the military camp in the south of the county and sent troops to control the city. After that, he followed Zhao Cheng's carriage and went to Zhao's mansion with a team of guards and Fan Chuan.

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"This man is not a good person at first glance." Fan Chuan followed Wei Jin and muttered in a low voice.

"Oh? Why? Wei Jin asked with interest.

"The face is full of flesh, and the face is treacherous." Fan Chuan stared at the carriage in front of him and said leisurely.

"I didn't expect you to look at your face, why don't you look at the old man, is it good or bad?" Wei Jin stroked his beard and chuckled.

"Bad guys!" Fan Chuan didn't think about it, blurted out, and glanced at Wei Jin by the way.

"What's bad?" Wei Jin lost a smile on his face, and gradually became helpless.

"I can't tell...... I can find ...... slowly" Fan Chuan was speechless for a while, and followed Wei Jin all the way, the anger in his heart was almost gone, but the knot in his heart was still there, in fact, he knew that Wei Jin was not a bad person, and he also knew that his father was not killed by him, but right now, he really needed someone to be the bad person in his heart.

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The high-walled courtyard of Zhaofu has carved beams and painted buildings, glazed tiles, and jasper plates.

Wei Jin and Fan Chuan secretly marveled, is this the family's strong financial resources......

"Two seats!" Zhao Cheng was very respectful, bowed his head and bowed his waist to invite Wei Jin and Fan Chuan to take a seat.

"You're welcome!" Wei Jin said, and sat down, and Fan Chuan sat next to Wei Jin.

Zhao Cheng clapped his hands, and a row of maids rushed in with trays, and in an instant, dishes and bowls filled the table.

"Zhao Gongzi is so hospitable, the old man is really grateful."

Wei Jin couldn't help but say.

"If you are in charge, going to our Fengzhou is the same as going back to your own home, you're welcome."

Zhao Cheng said, sitting opposite Wei Jin, and Mr. Li also sat next to Zhao Cheng.

The two chatted while eating, pushing cups and changing lamps, staggering and chatting happily, this Zhao Cheng played a trick, and he was quite a set.

At this time, a maid brought the last dish and put it on the table, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Zhao Cheng.

"How's the old lady? Have you taken any medicine? Zhao Cheng shook his head and asked.

"Master Hui, I've already eaten and just fallen asleep." The maid replied.

Zhao Cheng heard this and nodded.

"Is the old lady alright?"

Wei Jin frowned, waited for the maid to retreat, and hurriedly asked with concern.

"Hey, I was about to talk to the manager about this, but my mother suddenly became seriously ill for some reason, and I invited Langzhong all over the city, but none of them saw the name, so they could only temporarily alleviate their condition with decoction."

Zhao Cheng sighed heavily and shook his head helplessly.

"Why don't you go to a bigger place? Go to Yangzhou City, or Luoyang City. This illness should be seen early. ”

"The manager also knows that since my uncompetitive father obeyed the law, the big and small things at home have to rely on me to take care of, and it is the time of spring ploughing, quite busy, and I can't get away for a while, so I don't feel at ease to let the next person go, I really have no way to delay it, and then go to seek medical treatment when I am free."

Zhao Cheng said with some guilt, slowly lowered his head, and his voice weakened.

"Nonsense!"

Wei Jin slapped the table and stood up, causing several people to look up one after another.

"The illness is like a military situation, how can it be delayed? As a son, you are unfilial to do this, do you know? ”

I saw Wei Jin excited, and shouted at Zhao Cheng.

Although Fan Chuan is young, he is exceptionally calm, just eating his own, looking at the two of you, you say a word, and ignore it completely.

The staff member, Mr. Li, was also silent, quietly watching the two of them make a move.

"What the chief is to blame is that it's just that the Zhao Mansion is up and down, as well as those tenants, all have to eat, drink and Lazar, if I leave, what will they do? What a dilemma! Alas! ”

Zhao Cheng seemed to be full of sorrow, he filled a cup, drank it all, and kept sighing.

Wei Jin looked at Zhao Cheng and said the same, he didn't expect this Zhao Hao's son to be quite successful......

"It's better to do this, the old man sent someone to send the old lady to Yangzhou City for medical treatment, and I will let the cheap person take care of it personally, what do you think?" Wei Jin asked with a red face and a craned neck.

Zhao Cheng was stunned for a moment, looked at Mr. Li, then at Fan Chuan, and then thought for a while.

"Then thank you to the manager, great kindness, I, Zhao Cheng, am a cow and a horse, and I will definitely repay it!"

As Zhao Cheng spoke, he was already kneeling on the ground.

"Hurry up, hurry up, what is this doing, you are the son of Lord Zhao, even if Lord Zhao is guilty, but the crime is not as good as the family, the old man can help if he can, there is nothing to talk about, hurry up!" Wei Jin said as he patted Fan Chuan's arm.

Fan Chuan had a very high level of understanding, and hurriedly went to help Zhao Cheng up.

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"Then please take care of it, please accept this little bit of thought!" Zhao Cheng said, and Mr. Li on the side took out a stack of silver tickets, which seemed to be as many as 100,000 taels, which really shocked Wei Jin and Fan Chuan.

"Huh? If the son does this, he will see the outside, and the old man will not accept it! Please take it back! ”

Wei Jin's face was blank and he said solemnly.

Zhao Cheng and Mr. Li were stunned.

"The manager is high-spirited, we are vulgar, we are vulgar, hurry up, take it back!"

Zhao Cheng hurriedly played the round.

Fan Chuan felt a chill in his heart when he saw it, these days, he really took the people's hard-earned money and didn't make money! I don't know how many tenants' sweat or merchants' tears are in these 100,000 taels...... At this moment, I can't help but think of my father as an official, no salary, no miscellaneous taxes, and the government is all out of his own pocket...... Alas! God is unfair......

Fan Chuan was not happy in his heart, and glared at Zhao Cheng fiercely.