In ancient times, there were poor talents, but there were never poor people, all because people could officially enter the officialdom, eight products or start from eight products.

For example, Hai Rui is from a human background.

Now Wang Xuan can see the official without kneeling, which is equivalent to entering the upper class of society, if he reports to the official in person, the official government must take care of this matter to the end.

But...... Wang Xuan, who has been a boss for so many years, understands that ancient times are not modern times, and this case cannot be investigated through normal means.

In the end, things got big, and it was inconvenient for me to take revenge.

The only advantage is that after the government intervenes, the other party does not dare to attack a second time, after all, the deterrent power of the government is still very large.

As long as Wang Xuan can ensure that the other party does not dare to attack again in a short time, then he can use this matter to operate privately for a ......, and when he finds the suspect, he can completely secretly kill him!

Thinking about this, Wang Xuan raised his head and said to Steward Zhao: "Uncle Zhao, this matter is so decided, buy a coffin, set up a mourning hall, this matter will not be reported to the official!" ”

He didn't explain the specifics, and he didn't say whether the other party could understand it, he was now the head of the family, and there was no need to explain everything clearly to his subordinates, he had to quickly establish authority now.

If you go outside, you must first settle inside - Lu Xun

As a son of man, Wang Xuan personally cleaned the wounds of the second elder and put on a shroud, but he muttered a little in his heart, could it be that he is a lone star, and his parents have always died, this is not easy to have a parent in this world, and the warmth of this family has not yet enjoyed it, and the second elder is gone......

Damn, it's all the damn killer!

Everything is now prepared, most of the night on the street to smash the door to buy objects, after all, no one can get a few coffins to prepare for no reason, just building the mourning hall is busy in the middle of the night.

After all, Liu Yanbai also died due to her own problems, and Wang Xuan left a place for her alone in the mourning hall.

At this time, it was almost dawn, and Wang Xuan didn't have the heart to sleep, so he ordered Youyou to prepare some wine and food, and pulled Liu Qingbai in the courtyard to drink.

The main thing is that he also sees that Liu Qingbai can't cry all the time, which is easy to suffocate people out of internal injuries, and he hurt his sister because of his own problems, and he Wang Dashan feels that he can't go.

The two drank one drink after another, and most of the half a catty of wine was in their stomachs, and Liu Qingbai opened the chatterbox.

"My sister and I died early, I was still studying in private school at that time, my sister was young, only 10 years old, I was 13 years old, in order to allow me to concentrate on studying, all the work at home was handled by my sister."

"At that time, I didn't know what I needed to do to live, I read every morning and evening, I still had to open my mouth and clothes to stretch my hands, my sister was only 10 years old, she got up before dawn to farm, cook for me, wash clothes, sew and mend for other people's homes, not only to manage the two of me to eat and drink, but also to buy me pens, ink, paper and inkstones."

"I get up early every day, work day and night, and have to provide me with some delicious food, I just secretly eat some coarse grain and wild vegetable cakes, since that year, my sister has never grown tall, until now, is still thin and small."

Liu Qingbai took a sip of wine, said a word, and cried, his voice became more and more sad, and Wang Xuan couldn't imagine how a ten-year-old girl could afford the whole family, what kind of scene it must be.

"I still remember that year, I was 18 years old, my sister was 15 years old, when I learned that I was admitted to Xiucai, Xiao didn't cry and laugh and couldn't help himself, more exaggerated than my laughter, holding my hand and refusing to let go, screaming and jumping, shouting and glorifying the ancestors."

"It wasn't until that time that I realized that my sister's hands were so rough, much rougher than me, and there was no feeling of slender jade hands described in the book.

Liu Qingbai turned his face, tears slid down his face, his eyes looked at the sky without blinking, but his eyes were empty, "After that year, my sister still didn't allow me to do a little work, and she always whispered in my ear every day, our Liu family is counting on me to glorify my ancestors, and we must not delay the work of these inferior people." ”

"Still getting up early and doing those jobs that shouldn't have been done by him, supporting me to study, three years later, I fell off the list, at that time, I really didn't have the face to see my sister, which year I was 21, my sister was 18 years old, it was the age when I should get married in a good year, but because of the support for me, I made myself black and thin, and I felt ashamed every time I saw my sister."

"After two years, I couldn't feel the progress of reading, I tore off a lot of books in a fit of anger, that night, my sister cried very sadly, picked up the pieces little by little, cried and sticked, and was reluctant to say that I, just kept crying, that year my sister was 20."

"There are very few matchmakers who come to propose marriage, and the men are all a melon cracked dates, I really can't see my sister being so abused, I only blame myself for not being angry, if I can be admitted to the exam, I can support my sister to find a good family no matter what."

"After that, I really don't want my sister to suffer alone, so we came here, fortunately, the old master is kind, only let me do some accounting work, and there is a lot of time to study, but this time it is also known as Luosun Mountain, not waiting for me to become famous, my sister will ......"

"It's useless to be a scholar, I, what's the use of living!!" Speaking of this, Liu Qingbai's voice was hoarse and he couldn't shout.

Wang Xuan carefully recalled the memory of Liu Soap in his mind, the black and thin little girl had no other impression than that, he didn't want to live for others all his life, really, really...... It's embarrassing.

Wang Xuan patted Liu Qinghong on the shoulder, he didn't compare with the other party, but he didn't comfort people, so he could only persuade the other party to drink more, and if he was drunk, he didn't know.

At dawn, Liu Qinghong was already drunk, but he was still muttering his sister's name, Wang Xuan ordered someone to carry him back to take care of him, and he washed himself well and prepared to go to the yamen.

He was so well trained that even after drinking so much alcohol it didn't affect him at all.

Wearing a plain white Confucian robe, with his hair in a bun, he hides a bit of heroism in his elegance, and has a bit of power between his eyebrows and eyes, which is obviously not like a mortal.

All the way to the prefect's yamen, Wang Xuan took out a greeting note and handed it to the official guarding the door, and handed over a small ingot of silver, "Trouble is clear, the new promoter Wang Xuan asks to see the prefect Qi." ”

The official was slightly stunned, Wang Xuan's world fame had reached 7 o'clock, and it had reached the point where ordinary people could be awe-inspired, even some big people had to look up to Wang Xuan by three points.

The silver disappeared into the cuffs, and the official bowed slightly, "Please wait a while, Master Wang, and I'll go to report it." ”

After saying that, he trotted in.