For the family, too much prestige is certainly feared by the monarch. But the loss of prestige means extinction and disintegration.

How Wen Heng didn't understand this truth.

"Chang Gongzi said that he was just a doctor, but he was too humble."

Wen Heng smiled and said: "Childe's kindness makes me grateful, but," he paused slightly, and his tone was slightly condensed: "The Wen family is not short of these tens of millions of stone grain." ”

The Wen family is not short of food, what is lacking is a good time to intervene logically without appearing utilitarian.

In the city of Chuzhou, which is now a matter of course, he needs the exit of Changjiabao and the help and help of Chang Qianfo.

Chang Qianfo smiled: "This is nature. Starting tomorrow, Changjiabao will gradually remove the porridge shack on the grounds of food shortage. As for how the Wen family will take over, it depends on the meaning of the head of the family. If you need Changjiabao's cooperation, Chang should do his best.

In addition, there is still a little grain in the warehouse of Huai Ren Tang, and if the head of the family encounters inconvenience in turnover, whether he uses grain or money, he can only send someone to inform him. ”

As long as the Wen family takes the lead, the credit will eventually fall to the Wen family, and they are not afraid to give some money and food.

Wen Heng smiled: "If so, I have thanked you here now." ”

Chang Qianfo smiled modestly: "It's a gesture." ”

Wen Heng ate half a cup of tea, held the fishing rod in his hand, looked out the window with a pleasant expression.

On the opposite shore are planted with pomegranate trees, which are in full bloom, like a glow like a brocade, reflected on the swaying lake, like a fire cloud burning underground.

"I heard that Su Hongyu was going to hold a banquet in the official office tomorrow to raise food, and invited rich businessmen from Chuzhou City to attend. I really didn't expect it,"

Wen Heng chuckled: "Master Su Mu is the wind under the forest, and he is the most disgusted with mundane affairs. Now I have this interest. ”

In words, there is a meaning.

Su Jiayuan is the least obvious among the four surnames in Jiankang. However, in order to seize power, the current emperor deliberately suppressed the Fang Rong family, and in order to prevent the recurrence of the old things, he was also quite jealous of the Ning family.

In this case, the Su family, who has no soldiers and no power, has become the hottest family in Beijing.

The wang clan and the wang clan are not related to each other on the surface, but in fact they are secretly fighting and have never stopped fighting.

Wen Heng and Su Hongyu were relieved at the same time, and Su Hongyu was ordered to do things, so the Wen family didn't have to overpower the Su family, but they couldn't lose too ugly.

Chang Qianfo not only burned Su Hongyu's stove, but also sold the Wen family's good, but he really had a good calculation.

Chang Qianfo couldn't hear his words, and said with a light smile: "Lord Su seeks the well-being of the people, which is the luck of the people of Chuzhou and the blessing of the imperial court." ”

The tone was the same as Wen Heng's.

Wen Heng smiled and said no more.

Suddenly, the surface of the lake rippled, and the fishing rod outside the window shook violently.

Wen Heng stood up, unhurriedly retracted the line, drove the silver-white wave marks from far and near, and suddenly raised the fishing rod, and a live carp jumped on the floor, slapping its tail and jumping wildly, staining a pool of wet water on the gold brick ground.

"Those who wish take the bait." Wen Heng said with a laugh.

Between the opening and closing of the movements, there is a little less calm and elegant, and there is a bit of heroic pride in pointing out the mountains and rivers.

A covenant was made.

Chang Qianfo wants to save the people of a city, but he doesn't want to get fishy. And what Yingshui Wen's family wants is this fishy and fragrant popularity.

A boy in brocade came in with a bucket, hooked the fat carp, and threw it into the barrel. There is water in the bucket, and there are four or five carp swimming, two herrings, one with a red mouth, because it is carefully raised, all of them are huge and fat, and it is very gratifying to look at.

"You can have a whole fish feast tonight." The boy said happily.

Wen Heng smiled without saying a word, put on the bait, threw the fishing line out of the window, and said: "There is an old servant who takes care of the fish in this lake, the old man has raised fish for decades, and the feeding method is different from others, and the meat of the fish raised is fat and tender. If you don't dislike it, stay and try it? ”

Mu Dianke's expression moved slightly, Chang Qianfo saw that she was unwilling, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the kindness of the family master." It's just that there are many affairs in the hall, and I can't get out, so I want to leave regrets. ”

"It doesn't matter." Wen Heng's expression remained unchanged, his gaze swept over Mu Dianke as if he were nothing, and said with a light smile: "I will have a chance in the future." ”

Seeing that Wen Heng had a guest, the child also stayed for a short time and went out with a wooden barrel.

Chang Qianfo sat for a while, and then got up to say goodbye.

He could see that Mu Dian didn't like Wen Heng very much, which probably had something to do with her upbringing.

Compared with people like Wen Heng who have the dangers of mountains and rivers, the strictness of the city, and the need to do everything they can to say and smile, Mu Dianke seems to prefer those who are simple-minded and have no calculations.

Chang Qianfo sometimes thinks that there are so many excellent and outstanding men around Mu Dianke, why is he the only one who is favored? Maybe it's because at the beginning of his heart, it was all based on his enthusiasm and never calculated, right?

The steward surnamed Wen went and returned, and led the two out of Wen's mansion.

"On Wen Heng's desk, there are the words of Yueting." On the horse, Mu Dianke frowned and said.

Chang Qianfo was slightly stunned: "Do you recognize Miss Mu's words?" ”

Mu Dianke was only eight years old when he left Luoyang, even if he remembered Mu Yueting's handwriting, after so many years, Mu Yueting's handwriting had already changed.

Mu Dianke said: "On the day I was chased and killed, I passed by Fengyulou and happened to meet her selling words there to raise money. Seeing someone holding her handwriting, the ups and downs of the strokes and the font structure are exactly the same as the one on Wen Heng's desk, it should be right. ”

Chang Qianfo was silent for a moment and said, "When I went to the official office to meet Su Hongyu, I saw her. She came to Chuzhou with Su Hongyu from a healthy start. I thought I'd talk to you after a while, when things in the hall were straightened out. ”

Chang Qianfo didn't say it, and he had his own reasons not to say it.

It's as if he received that pair of broken shoes of unknown origin, no matter how angry he was, he didn't forget to tell Zhao Ping and An Tiru to hide it and not let her know.

He was afraid that the old things would hurt her, and he really didn't have much time to spend with her.

"yes, I know." Mu Dianke nodded slightly, turned his face, snuggled into his arms, and snuggled the warmth of his chest.

"You don't have to worry too much."

Chang Qianfo said: "Maybe Wen Heng went to Fengyulou on a whim to buy the word, but I don't know." Or who thinks it's beautifully written, and sends it to him to see. It's just a word, don't think about it deeply. ”

Mu Dianke nodded.

"I also know how much I worry about it, but I can't change it."

"Slowly, it changed."

Chang Qianfo thought to herself, she has been fighting in the bloody wind and trying to survive in the conspiracy, how can she not think about it? In the future, I must treat her well and build a castle for her to shelter from the wind and rain, so that she will never worry about anything again.

He bowed his head and laughed softly: "Now I can go back and catch up with lunch, are you hungry?" ”

Mu Dianke shook his head: "I don't want to go back yet, I want to walk outside for a while." ”