"Brother?"

Wen Zhong took it urgently, tore open the letter, read it carefully a few times, his hands trembled, and the paper shook loudly, and a different kind and expectant smile appeared on his face, no longer stiff as ashes.

"My good brother...... his eyes twinkled, wiping away tears.

"There is a successor to the family, wow, Wen Zhang......"

His face turned to Wen Zhong, but the smile froze for a while, and then slowly faded away, leaving a pair of godless eyes here, staring at him for a long time.

"It's okay, after my uncle died, there was a little conflict in the family, and it was settled by the Hunan people, and I did a good job." Guo Chuzi threw the letter on the table beside him, "As for the incident just now...... The shopkeeper should think about it and think carefully. ”

"Okay, brother, I'll go back."

Wen Zhong agreed, then got up and walked out of the door, looked up in the courtyard, and saw a few thick clouds covering the daylight, which was in line with his current mood. Before facing death, neither of them could be honest with each other, but they pretended to be a set of brotherhood on weekdays, so why was it necessary? This fact made him ashamed and made him feel hypocritical.

After Comrade Chen arrived, of course, he had to make a little 'repayment' first. First of all, he wanted to take into account the 'former Tongzhi', who proposed to the prefect that "before the imperial court clears the law, it is necessary to rectify the fields and acres, strictly stop the annexation, and treat the holy and blessed people", which was greatly praised by the prefect and immediately ordered rectification.

Chen Tongpao took advantage of the situation to find out one or two faults for those small rich people who were not afraid of offending, and took all the fields into his arms, and there were many idle fields for a while. These fields did not make the common people get half of the benefits, and all of them were paid by Lord Chen to the old acquaintance, which was recorded in his name. In the yamen, they were all enveloped by Wenzhong and Guo Chuzi, pretending to be deaf and dumb about it, and barely fooled it; The prefect is still counting the time when the new governor will take office, seeking a plan to protect himself, and he can only nod his head to do other things, and he can't investigate in detail.

The rest is only Feng Dashen's favor, and he hopes to do it as soon as possible, and he still needs to get better as soon as possible after Chu Zi's condition.

Wen Zhong hovered in a dark room with his head bowed, sometimes firm, sometimes hesitant, in laborious thoughts. Time waits for no one! The more anxious he became.

"I'm fine, I'm fine......" Guo Chuzi coughed up a mouthful of blood and waved his hand at the frightened subordinate.

There's a whole dyeing mill over there, representing power and wealth; This is just the entrustment of a friend of interest, and it may not represent anything.

"The family has to be tied to his hands...... "Guo Chuzi felt deeply desolate, the dyeing workshop he operated and supported was about to fall into the hands of others, but he couldn't do anything.

But Wen Zhong thought, love and righteousness, these two words are his guidelines for doing things, if he loses it, it will be no different from the rats in the market. He is so enthusiastic about all his virtues, because when he is in the dark, he will easily fall into the ground without adding some light.

It's time to go. He didn't make any more trouble this time, took off his felt hat, put on his rag clothes, and went straight to the mansion.

"Lead me to your master." He commanded with a grim expression.

Wen Zhong's sleepiness swelled up more and more, but his eyelids struggled to jump, and his fingers pinched very tightly. Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed in his ears, and his eyes immediately looked out the door.

Wen Zhong came in slowly, made the envoy look at him, and motioned for the family servants and others who were waiting to stand down.

"Go ahead, the shopkeeper has ...... There is something to say. Guo Chuzi patted his wife's hand, and all the servants also left the house together.

"How? Have you thought about it? Guo Chuzi reluctantly looked at the family letter on the table.

Wen Zhong approached the bed and knelt down.

"Brother Xian?" Guo Chuzi's eyes glared in surprise.

"The foolish brother doesn't dare to accept this dyeing workshop, so he should call the Hunan people back as soon as possible and pay for the big thing as soon as possible." Wen Zhong held his hands with sincerity in his tone.

After hearing this, Chu Zi was very excited, cried for a while, and then wiped his tears and said to Wen Zhong: "Shopkeeper Wen, how can I repay this kindness!" He stretched out his neck to salute him, but Wen Zhong hurriedly held him up: "You don't have to be like this. It is advisable to order the Hunan people to come as soon as possible to stabilize the situation. ”

Guo Chuzi nodded: "That's exactly the reason." But Hunan is far from here, I'm afraid it ......"

"It's estimated that it will be more than a month." Wen Zhong gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Guo can survive it." ”

"The governor's team is almost arriving in Jiangdu, aren't you going to pick it up?"

The prefect turned around: "Pick up." Of course...... First pack up the governor's yamen and inform the various departments to handle the affairs of Yinghui. ”

"Yes."

The prefect rubbed his hands, sat down at the table, picked up the pen and wrote 'The poem of Governor Kuang's arrival', pondered for a long time, and finally dropped the pen angrily, "Fuck, what did the governor Yamen do when he moved to my Yangzhou here!" ”

"Dare to ask?" Comrade Chen opened the window of the restaurant and saw that the shopkeeper had a plate of osmanthus fish, so Wen Zhong started to eat.

He munched on the fish and said, "We're well-informed!" The new governor was called Kuang Chang, a native of Gansu, who stopped along the road and asked for a lot of benefits from those magistrates, and liked flattery, pomp and circumstance, and so Lord Chen had to be careful. ”

"I heard it's the Willow Party."

"I don't know," Wen Zhong stopped his chopsticks, "but according to rumors, he has fought a lot of battles with Liu Zhennian, and his share in taking power in Beijing is indispensable, and he is an iron-hearted henchman." Instead of staying in Beijing, but serving as a foreign official, it seems that there will inevitably be bloody storms. ”

"You're a bit of a mess." Comrade Chen said with a smile.

"Haha!" Wen Zhong laughed and said, "Wen Moujie grass people, just talk a few nonsense!" Come, have a few drinks. As he spoke, Wen Zhong picked up a pot of wine and poured it for Chen Tongpao.

"In my opinion, this person is indeed a rare sin, but you should not try your best to please him, but you will cut off your career." Chen Tongpao said calmly.

"How?"

"The Liu Party is currently strong, but it won't last long. If you are completely attached to him, you will not be able to get out, and you will not be able to use it. ”

"So what?" Wen Zhong saw that he did not shy away from saying it, so he asked with confidence.

"Find someone from Wan Heshun's side and form an alliance with each other, so that the governor will not dare to do it easily."

"Who is suitable to be this ally?" Wen Zhong poured another glass of wine.

"Nanjing Prefect, Ye Yongjia."

Wen Zhong's eyebrows jumped.

"At the beginning, I liked to interrogate people from Nanjing, especially about the affairs of the Wan Party; Now it's coming in handy. This Ye Yongjia has not been very attached to this Wan Heshun, but it is indeed under the control of Wan Dang. Wouldn't it be a good thing for us to befriend him, not only to be blatant, but also to deter the Liu Party? ”

"Would you like to befriend you?" Wen Zhong was puzzled.

The comrade took a sip of wine: "He is afraid of the same thing as me." ”

When he said this, he said, "I have to go and pick up Governor Kuang." With that, he left his seat and went downstairs.