In front of the main gate of the county office. 巈

Sun Daohua made a little concentration and put the post into his sleeve.

Then he pretended to be weak.

Step by step, he walked towards the county hall.

A moment later.

Sun Daohua Fang stepped onto the platform.

I saw a black figure walking slowly in front of the lobby not far away.

"Sun Junshou." 巈

The man approached and bowed his hand slightly.

"Langya Wang?"

Sun Daohua frowned slightly, and then asked knowingly.

"Langya Wang Shiping."

The man's body was straight, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Wang Ping?!"

Sun Daohua's eyelids instantly drooped when he heard this. 巈

Although he has tried his best to hide the violent fluctuations in his heart.

But there was still an inevitable hint of shock in his voice.

The person who can make his mood fluctuate so much is not an ordinary person.

Langya Wang Shiping, to be precise, can be called Guangling Wang Jiaping.

When Sun Daohua first joined the company.

Wang Ping, who was more than ten years younger than him, already held important positions in the court.

In the year when Sun Daohua was released as an official, several major events occurred in the imperial court. 巈

More than ten Zhu Zi were demoted to officials.

And Wang Ping is also among them.

It is well known that the degraded officials go to poor and remote places.

But for some reason, Wang Ping was relegated to the richest water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

In that Guangling County Jiangdu City for the county order.

Years later.

When Sun Daohua returned to Beijing to resume his post, he had a relationship with Wang Ping from afar. 巈

It's just that Sun Daohua at that time was a county magistrate in Zhongxian County, a marginal place.

However, Wang Ping has changed from the county commander of Jiangdu City in Guangling County to the county guard of Guangling County.

Sun Daohua is not qualified to have the slightest communication with such figures.

When more than ten years later.

When Sun Daohua climbed from the position of the county commander to the position of a feudal official.

By chance.

Sun Daohua heard the news of Wang Ping again. 巈

It's just that at that time, Wang Ping had already resigned for many years and devoted himself to running his family in Guangling County.

And the Guangling royal family led by him has become the overlord of Guangling City in just a few years.

Now.

Such a legendary figure suddenly came to Yan.

So what is going on, it is self-evident to those who know it.

"Exactly."

Sun Daohua lowered his eyelids for a moment. 巈

Wang Ping ignored the shock in Sun Daohua's voice, and nodded calmly.

"I don't know why the head of the Wang family came late at night?"

Sun Daohua's heart tensed, and he asked knowingly again.

"This is Sun Junshou's hospitality?"

Wang Ping silently looked around at the night, and then chuckled and quipped.

"Stunned."

"Rude and faux pas." 巈

"I also ask the head of the Wang family to follow the official to the side study."

Sun Daohua slapped his forehead violently, pretending to come back to his senses from a trance.

"It's heavy, it's heavy."

"Sun Jun please, Sun Jun please."

Wang Ping smiled indifferently, and then stretched out his hand to invite.

"Lord Wang, please."

Sun Daohua quickly stretched out his hand in response. 巈

Not much.

After a few pleasantries.

Sun Daohua and Wang Ping finally sat separately in the side hall study.

"I don't know what happened to the head of the Wang family who came to visit late at night?"

Sun Daohua retired from his servants, poured two cups of tea, and asked quietly and knowingly.

"I'm here to help Sun Junshou."

Wang Ping answered

After the teacup, he looked at Sun Daohua meaningfully. 巈

"The matter of the Moon Tower Cultural Society, Ping already knows."

"The Zhu family and the Fanjia family are really too much this time."

Without waiting for Sun Daohua's reaction, Wang Ping said with some meaning.

As for whether this rumor will cause some unnecessary trouble.

Wang Ping wouldn't care.

First, even if the Shanggu Zhu family and the Shanggu Fan family even fought against the king, it would be extremely difficult to shake the Langya Wang clan in the slightest.

Second, as far as he knows, the Shanggu Fan family has been in close contact with the Yanwang Mansion in recent months, and it is likely that they have been on the thief ship of the Yanwang Mansion. 巈

As for the Zhu family in Shanggu, when Yan Wang Yifang became a vassal, the Zhu family was in contact with him.

Two months ago, the Zhu family even formed an in-law with Yan Wangfu.

And Yan Wangyi and the people who stood in line with the Langya Wang clan were extremely incompatible.

The three are essentially destined not to come together.

In the study room of the hall of the county hall.

Sun Daohua couldn't help but breathe when he heard this.

He never expected Wang Ping to be so unabashed. 巈

And that's from another point of view.

It just shows how confident Wang Ping is when he comes to Yan this time.

And it's a sign of strength.

"How does the head of the Wang family plan to help this official?"

Sun Daohua's heart was tense, and he asked without a trace.

"How old is Sun Junshou this year?"

Wang Ping changed his words and then asked. 巈

"What does the Lord of the Wang Family have to do with helping me in this matter?"

Sun Daohua was slightly stunned, his face full of incomprehension.

"Sun Junshou can tell the truth."

"How can there be any malice in peace?"

Wang Ping smiled mysteriously, his eyes full of honesty.

"There are five without confusion."

Sun Daohua calmed down a little when he heard this, and then answered truthfully. 巈

"Don't confuse five?"

"At this age, I am in the center of the year when I should fight."

Wang Ping smiled, and then said meaningfully.

"At this age, is it the age of the center to fight?"

Sun Daohua's eyelids instantly drooped when he heard this, and at the same time, his heart was beating even more.

He almost jumped out of his chest.

The latter words represented by Wang Ping's words, for Sun Daohua, the lethality is really too unimaginable. 巈

"Ahem."

"I don't know what the head of the Wang family means by this?"

Sun Daohua coughed lightly a few times to calm down, then raised his eyelids and stared deeply at Wang Ping, who was sitting opposite.

"Since last year, Your Majesty worshiped Zuo Shaoqing Ling of Dali Temple as the general of the expedition to the north."

"The position of Zuo Shaoqing in Dali Temple has been vacant."

Wang Ping smiled, almost pointing.

The words fell. 巈

Wang Ping picked up the teacup and quietly observed the changes in Sun Daohua's expression.

The official of the border pass is the fourth product of the frontier and the left Shaoqing of the Dali Temple of the fourth grade of Beijing.

How do you choose between the two?

Wang Ping firmly believes that no one in this world can refuse such a fiery.

Sure enough.

His words fell, and Sun Daohua's eyes instantly burst out with a hot color.

Although it was only for a moment, Sun Daohua lowered his eyelids, covering his eyes. 巈

But rather, a moment alone is enough.

"Ahem."

"Ahem, ahem."

Sun Daohua coughed violently several times to hide the heat and panic in his heart.

"How can Hua He De."

Nearly half an hour passed.

Sun Daohua completely stabilized his mind, and waved his hand again and again to humbly say. 巈

"Why should Sun Junshou be arrogant."

"In peace."

"Sun Junshou is both his own knowledge and his ability to govern."

"All of them are enough to be qualified for the position of Zuo Shaoqing of that Dali Temple."

"Now, what Sun Junshou lacks is nothing more than a merit."

Wang Ping said confidently.

"Ho...... Why?" 巈

When Sun Daohua heard this, it was difficult to suppress the heat in his heart, and he was full of eagerness to ask.

"Counterinsurgency."

Wang Ping smiled meaningfully, and then said in a low voice.

"Ping....... Counterinsurgency?"

"Ho....... Where did the rebellion come from?"

Sun Daohua's heart tightened instantly when he heard this, and his expression was already panicked.

"Sun Junshou knows it." 巈

"Why do you need to knowingly ask?"

Wang Ping's expression was straight, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a touch of coldness.

"The Ministry of Officials is in charge of the appointment, dismissal, evaluation, promotion, and transfer of officials throughout the country."

"Sun Junshou put down a massive rebellion this time."

"How can the officials turn a blind eye to it?"

"How can Zhu Zi of the Manchu Dynasty turn a blind eye to it?"

"If it weren't for the current imperial court, only the position of Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple would still be high." 巈

"With Sun Jun's defense of the rebellion, it must not be as simple as "pacifying"."

Without waiting for Sun Daohua's reaction, Wang Ping went straight to hit the railway while it was hot.

As soon as this statement came out.

Sun Daohua's face instantly turned red and his breath was short.

to the level of Sun Daohua.

How could you not know that Wang Xianlin, the secretary of the ministry, was born in the Langya Wang family?

Nearly two quarters of an hour passed. 巈

Sun Daohua barely managed to stabilize his pounding heart.

"Is this serious?"

Sun Daohua cautiously opened his mouth to inquire.

"The people of the Wang family are hard to chase after every word."

Wang Ping's words are chiseled.

"How sure is the head of the Wang family?"

Sun Daohua asked cautiously again. 巈

"The greater the credit of Sun Junshou in quelling the rebellion, the more he can be sure of peace."

"If the son of the county guards the rebellion of the county."

"Lin is 100% sure."

Wang Ping chuckled, and then said with a dagger.

"The rebellion of Hei Ichi-gun."

"100% sure."

When Sun Daohua heard this, his heart instantly froze, and he lowered his eyelids and kept chewing in his heart. 巈

In front of it.

Wang Ping confidently picked up the teapot and poured himself a drink.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Sun Daohua raised his eyelids again.

"It's a big trouble."

"Can the head of the Wang family make Hua Si worry for a few days?"

Sun Daohua's eyes were full of struggle. 巈

"Yes."

Wang Ping was not surprised at all when he heard this, and nodded straight in response.

As Sun Daohua said, there is a big trouble.

If he agrees without hesitation.

Wang *** and will be really uneasy.

Ultimately.

The so-called counterinsurgency must first be suppressed. 巈

How can no rebellion be quelled?

And in whatever way it is artificially created rebellion.

will all offend the Yan Wangfu to death.

It is normal for people to consider such a major event for a few days.

"After Sun Junshou thinks about it."

"You can send someone to find you at any time."

Wang Ping chuckled and got up from his seat, and took out a golden thorn from the hem of his sleeve. 巈

It was then placed on top of Sun Daohua's book.

The words fell.

Wang Ping bowed his hand slightly, and then left.

After Wang Ping's figure completely disappeared in the side study.

Sun Daohua struggled to get up and picked up the book that was placed on the table

A golden stab on one side of the case.

Then he sat upright on the Taishi chair again.

His eyes stared motionlessly at the golden thorn in his hand. 巈

The night and this moment became more and more intense.

......

......

Meanwhile.

Outside the county hall.

Wang Ping walked off the platform with a familiar car.

Without hesitation, he went straight to the main gate of the county office. 巈

A moment later.

Wang squared walked out of the main gate of the county office.

Then I saw a carriage without any sign coming from the side of the street without any signs.

Dozens of breaths later.

The carriage stopped steadily in front of Wang Ping.

Wang Ping paused, slightly tilted his head and took a deep look at the Shanggu County Office, which was almost completely in the dark.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, outlining a smile that was difficult to understand. 巈

After counting the interest.

Wang Ping didn't linger, and walked into the carriage without hurrying.

Fang and his party went to the carriage.

As far as the eye could see, I saw a middle-aged man dressed in a dark jade-colored robe, handsome but full of lazy face.

He is reclining on the soft couch of the carriage, holding a green and white jade wine jug in one hand and cooking beans in the other.

A few burnt beans took a sip of wine, and I was really uncomfortable.

"Brother Xie, so Yaxing." 巈

Wang Ping sat on the ground and unceremoniously pulled over the white jade plate with only more than ten burnt beans left.

Throw a few burnt beans into the mouth, and then grab the wine jug in the hand of the middle-aged man in front of him.

Look up and take a few sips.

Compared with Fang Cai's posture at this time, it is really very different.

As for the middle-aged man in front of him who was wearing a dark jade-colored brocade robe and had a lazy face.

His name is Feng, and his surname is Xie.

Chenjun Xie's thanks. 巈

"What does Sun Daohua mean?"

Xie Feng shook his head and smiled, and then leaned back to sit in a hurry.

At the same time, the languid color on its face dissipated visibly and rapidly.

By the time he sat upright, the lazy look on his face had long since disappeared.

In its place, there was a look of majesty.

"I'm tempted, but I still have to weigh it for a few days."

Wang Ping drank the last drop of wine in the pot, and threw the green and white jade wine pot away. 巈

"It's not surprising that people are human."

Xie Feng nodded slightly when he heard this.

"How is Liao Shizi's side?"

Wang Ping clapped his hands lightly, patted away the fine salt carried by the burnt beans, and his face gradually became serious.

"I'll be back in Liao."

"No problem."

Xie Feng replied expressionlessly. 巈

"That's it."

"Now it's just Pang Wenze and Qu Rui'an."

Wang Ping's expression paused slightly, and then he said in a deep voice.

"Pang Wenze, this person is extremely strong."

"Although he is a civilian official, he has the heart of a military general."

"To avoid some unnecessary trouble."

"You and I still don't want to provoke him." 巈

Xie Feng frowned slightly, and said with an extremely serious expression.

"Pang Wenze's personality is really too unpleasant."

"If you don't provoke, don't provoke."

"Now you and I are working together."

"There are also generations and Liao to help each other, and Sun Daohua is corresponding inside."

"This power is enough to make you and me work perfectly."

Wang Ping looked stunned, and replied in a deep voice after a few breaths. 巈

"It's not enough."

"Don't forget."

"He means that there is no place for him to turn over."

Xie Feng frowned slightly,

He said in a deep voice with a murderous face.

"What does Brother Xie mean?"

Wang Ping sighed for a few breaths, and then pointed out.

"Bring Qu Ruian into the camp." 巈

"In addition, there are a few more non-Yandi families with acceptable strength."

"This is the name of some of the foreign families that appear in Mochizuki Tower today."

"Look at it."

Xie Feng paused slightly, then took out half of the properly folded rice paper from the hem of his sleeve and handed it to Wang Ping.

Seeing this, Wang Ping quickly unfolded the rice paper in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The names of the families on the rice paper are among the best in the county.

Its own strength should not be underestimated. 巈

"Yes."

"Just as Brother Xie said."

After dozens of breaths, Wang Ping returned the paper and nodded accordingly.

"Tomorrow morning, I'll be in Yuyang City."

"This side of Fuyang City is all up to Brother Wang."

Xie Feng calmed down for a moment, and then said.

"Brother Xie, don't worry." 巈

"There is peace in Fuyang City, and there is no way to get out of the pool."

Wang Ping's face solemnly surrendered his hands.

The carriage moved farther and farther away as the two men talked.

It didn't take long for it to disappear into the night.

......

......

No one knows about the turmoil overnight. 巈

The next day, it was nearly halfway through.

The eastern canopy shone with a glow as usual.

In the south of Fuyang City, in the Qingyun Courtyard, the ancestral residence of the Zhu family.

Zhu Guangli, who was dressed in a thin brocade robe, held a three-foot Qingfeng.

Constantly moving around in the back garden of Qingyun Temple.

The sound of Dao Dao whimpering and breaking the air continued to come out from the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, resounding in the back garden of Qingyun Courtyard.

In a gazebo not far from him. 巈

Mrs. Meng held a snow-white coat as always, and looked at Zhu Guangli who was intoxicated with sword dancing with a smile in her eyebrows.

A moment later.

The sun is rising.

With the last whimper, the sound of breaking the air gradually dissipated.

Zhu Guangli, who was sweating profusely, put away his sword and returned it to its sheath, and then walked straight towards the pavilion.

"Master's swordsmanship has improved a little more."

Mrs. Meng stepped forward with a snow-white lotus. 巈

Carefully draped it on Zhu Guangli's body.

"Madame made fun of me again."

Zhu Guangli chuckled and handed the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand to the maid beside him.

"Nothing."

"Since the old man resigned, not only has his swordsmanship improved a lot."

"Even my complexion is much better than before."

Mrs. Meng chuckled and tied the big hat completely. 巈

"Don't take care of your bones."

"How will I bear the burden again in the coming day?"

Zhu Guangli quietly glanced at the maid around Mrs. Meng.

Then he raised his hand and gently shook Mrs. Meng's hands that were still as soft as Yiyi.

Meanwhile.

Several maids around Mrs. Meng bowed with great eyes, and then silently withdrew from the pavilion.

"Sir." 巈

Mrs. Meng noticed the movement behind her, and her face instantly turned red.

However, don't wait for Zhu Guangli to enjoy the warmth of the morning.

Suddenly, a housekeeper and maid came on foot from a distance.

Seeing this, Mrs. Meng hurriedly withdrew her hand and hid it in her sleeve.

"What?"

When the housekeeper and maid approached, Zhu Guangli asked with majesty.

"Back to my lord." 巈

"The old man of the Meng family came to visit with his wife."

The housekeeper bowed and saluted.

"Please come to the ......"

"Please go to the study."

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Guangli sighed for a few breaths when he heard this, and then changed the guest hall to a study.

"Yes."

When the housekeeper heard this, she saluted again, and then retreated. 巈

"Master go get busy first."

"The concubine and sister-in-law haven't seen each other for several years."

After the figure of the housekeeper and maid completely disappeared into the back garden.

Mrs. Meng retreated with a slightly red face.

"Ugh."

"If you don't come early, you won't come late, but you come at this time."

"It's as hateful as when I was young." 巈

When Zhu Guangli saw this, he had to sigh lightly, and then moved to the study in the front yard.

.......

.......

A moment later.

In the study in the front yard of Qingyun Temple.

"The best dragon and phoenix group tea."

"Gift of the East Bed." 巈

"On weekdays, my brother is reluctant to make light products."

"Brother is really a blessing."

Zhu Guangli reluctantly took out a tea cake in the shape of a dragon and phoenix.

The tea knife was lightly opened, and then the pot was lifted to make tea.

"This kind of tribute tea is really rare."

"Would it be good to give my brother a look, so as to feast his eyes?"

Meng Zeming's eyes lit up slightly when he heard this, and then he spoke quietly. 巈

"Brother dismiss this idea as soon as possible."

"When I accompany the little girl home to save my family."

"Brother needs to treat him like this."

Zhu Guangli glanced at Meng Zeming.

Immediately, in front of Meng Zeming, his expression was extremely serious, but his movements were extremely slow to put the tea into his sleeve.

Zhu Guangli's expression and movements.

Meng Zeming, who was looking directly, bared his teeth in his heart. 巈

"I'm not kidding you anymore."

"This time I came half to reminisce about the past, and half to be entrusted by others."

Meng Zeming calmed down slightly, and then picked up the teacup and tasted it carefully.

"It's a tribute tea."

After a few breaths, Meng Zeming put down the teacup in his hand and couldn't help but admire.

"By whom?"

Zhu Guangli's heart moved slightly, and then he looked for each other. 巈

"The Liu family, the Sun family."

Meng Zeming paused slightly, and then opened his mouth to answer.

"What's the matter?"

Zhu Guangli's heart moved, and then he knew it.

As for the Liu family and the Sun family in Meng Zeming's mouth.

It is the two major families of Zhuo County whose comprehensive strength is second only to the Meng family.

"The Zhu family, the Fanjia family, and the true attitude in this catastrophe." 巈

Meng Zeming replied in a low voice.

"The Liu family, the Sun family also want to get involved and get a piece of the pie?"

Zhu Guangli paused slightly, and then asked rhetorically.

"In recent years, the Liu family and the Sun family have not had any children in the family."

"It's starting to show signs of madness."

Meng Zeming lowered his voice and said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean, brother?" 巈

Zhu Guangli's brows furrowed slightly when he heard this, and he asked in a deep voice after a few sighs.

"Now anyone with a discerning eye can see it."

"There will be a great disaster in the land of Yan in three or five months."

"That day, when the whole army of King Yan's camp competed."

"On the two viewing platforms in the north and south, nearly half of the people came to smell the fish."

"This catastrophe is certainly a carnival for many families."

"But there are so many people participating in this carnival." 巈

"And this is destined to have a lot of people to eat."

"Others are destined to go home empty-handed and hungry."

"The so-called small fish eat shrimp, and big fish eat small fish."

"That's it."

"If the Liu family and the Sun family are carnivaling here

became the little fish that ate shrimp."

"Then you are ninety percent sure that you will be a brother and become the big fish that eats small fish in Zhuo County."

Meng Zeming changed his previous gentleness, and said the calculations in his heart one by one in a deep voice. 巈

"Wait until that's done."

"The wealth of Zhuojun belongs to you and me."

Meng Zeming paused slightly, and then added again.

As soon as this statement came out.

The study in the front yard of Qingyun Courtyard instantly fell into a dead silence.

Meng Zeming's eyes were full of anticipation as he stared at Zhu Guangli, who had a pensive face.

Nearly a quarter of an hour passed. 巈

The contemplative look on Zhu Guangli's face gradually dissipated.

"What do I need to do?"

Zhu Guangli looked at Meng Zeming with a serious face.

Hear this.

Meng Zeming's heart instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

"You don't have to do anything in the early stage."

"Just do what you planned." 巈

"After the Liu family and the Sun family are finished."

"Use all means to help me drag down the Liu and Sun families."

"Just leave it with no time for anything else."

Meng Zeming calmed down for a moment, and then said in a deep voice.

As for Zhu Guangli's original plan, it is unclear.

But since last night, Zhu Guangli's attitude at the Wenhui on the third floor of the Moon Tower.

It is not difficult to see that the Zhu family will inevitably participate in this Yandi disaster. 巈

"If the Brahmans are willing to be involved."

"After the matter is completed, the Meng family can come up with two components and the Fanjia family."

"The rest, you and I divide it equally."

In order to be foolproof, Meng Zeming gritted his teeth and promised.

As for the so-called equalization?

The roots of the Zhu family are in Shanggu County, not Nazhuo County.

No matter how you calculate it, the Meng family will account for the majority in the end. 巈

Of course.

Once the Zhu family and the Fanjia are on board.

At that time, Meng, Zhu, and Fanjia will be grasshoppers on that rope.

If there is really an accident, how can the Zhu and Fan families sit idly by?

The wishful thinking in Meng Zeming's heart, how could Zhu Guangli not know in his heart?

However.

Zhu Guangli also has a wishful thinking in his heart. 巈

"Yes."

"I'm going to lobby for the Brahmans."

"However, my brother also needs his brother's help in one thing."

Zhu Guangli pretended to be silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice.