As soon as Zhang Juling and his friends arrived at the main room, they were invited by the servant to the Marquis’ study room, saying that they were waiting for them to come.
Wang Zhiyong, the Marquis of Dingyuan, sat upright in the main seat, with a desk behind him, and a few books were laid idle. He was in his fifties, with a medium figure, and was arrogant without anger. Perhaps because of his early years of fighting on the battlefield, there were a few more gullies on his forehead, thin and vicissitudes.
Several staff members sat in the lower right corner.
“……I’ve all come, just sit there.”
When Wang Zhiyong saw the eldest son, the second son walked in with the other two, stretched out his right hand and smiled happily.
"I've met my father, Marquis."
The four people led by Wang Zhiyuan were lined up in a row and bowed their hands.
Wang Zhiyong waved his hand.
Yang Ruo was once seen, the only legitimate son of Yang Ge Lao, the top scholar who passed the third year of the year, and an extremely outstanding figure among the younger generation.
Zhang Juling - Yuan Ge'er had talked to him, but it was the first time he met.
"You are the boy Jie Yuan this year?"
Wang Zhiyong looked at Zhang Juling standing in front of him, his expression was very light, his face was as delicate as jade, and his spine was straight.
Unparalleled in style.
Zhang Juling nodded, "...it just happened."
Wang Zhiyong narrowed his sharp eyes and looked at him as soon as he entered the door. The staff in the room also followed him without a glance, but he didn't feel embarrassed or taboo at all... Unless he was used to it, maybe he didn't care about other people's opinions at all, either of these two types was very terrible.
After hearing from the second son, the Zhang family got married to the Gu family again. With Gu Lin's support, Zhang Juling's future will naturally last for thousands of miles.
Wang Zhiyong's lower left hand was empty, and the four of them sat down one after another, and the servant filled the tea.
Wang Zhiyong lowered his head and drank tea.
He doesn't speak, and others don't even talk.
The study suddenly became quiet.
The sunlight shone through the leaking window, spots, with diamond-shaped flowers.
a long time.
Wang Zhiyong said: "I invite everyone here because of the loss of disaster relief food. Zhiyuan has found out who did it, but it is because of insufficient evidence."
He looked at Yang Ruo, "I wonder what Mr. Yang means?"
Yang Ruo smiled: "My father said, but it is impossible for Mr. Dou to complete such a big move alone. He also privately investigated Mr. Dou tone and could not ask anything.
The May flood season is coming soon. If the Marquis wants to protect the whole family, he has to make up for more than 300,000 shi of grain by himself."
"More than 300,000 stones?"
Wang Zhiming suddenly stood up, and he would lose everything.
Wang Zhiyong scolded his second son: "Sit down."
He also said to Yang Ruo: "Dou Cheng is the second assistant to the cabinet, I am a military general, and I have never violated the rivers. Why did he target Dingyuan Hou Mansion like this?"
Yang Ruo reached out to grab a piece of mung bean and chestnut cake on the plate, took a bite, but didn't say anything.
How did he know about Dingyuan Hou Mansion?
Wang Zhiyuan shook his head, his father thought it was too simple...
"Maybe, it's not Mr. Dou who is targeting Dingyuan Hou's Mansion."
Zhang Juling paused, "It may not be necessary for him to be instructed by others."
"Who else?"
Wang Zhiyong asked suspiciously.
The middle-aged man sitting opposite Yang Ruo and wearing a gray Cheng Ziyi replied: "If you can use the secondary assistant, the first assistant will be on the top, and the emperor will be on the top..."
Wang Zhiyuan looked at him with great praise, "Mr. Li is right."
It seems that there are still available talents among my father’s staff.
He said, "I found out that I found out after I found Yan Liang."
Yan Liang was the chief minister of the cabinet of the current dynasty.
"Yan Liang?"
Wang Zhiyong's eyes widened and cursed: "It must be the idea that the old thief came up with.
Our family had a holiday with him when he was young, and he was just taking revenge."
"Father?"
Wang Zhiyuan glanced at his second brother who was also confused and asked Wang Zhiyong: "What are you talking about?"
"It's all old things."
Wang Zhiyong sighed and said, "Your third aunt was originally promised to Yan Liang. Before the man had married, the Yan family heard that Yan Liang's girl was happy.
Your grandmother felt embarrassed and angry that Yan's family did not follow the rules, so she took the Geng Tie to withdraw from the marriage.
The Yan family knew that they were in the wrong, and saw that they could not keep them, so they agreed to their grandmother.
Yan Liang was unwilling to do so and came to the house to marry him again... It was a big controversy at that time.
Your grandmother became even more angry and asked a matchmaker to marry your third aunt away to Shandong."
He took a breath and continued to say, "As a result, your third aunt died of dysfunction in the first year of marriage.
Yan Liang also found out when the mourning man came to Kyoto. He found our house and made trouble again, so we fought.
He kept saying that our family harmed your third aunt, and if he had married him, this would not have happened..."
Wang Zhiyong looked into the distance, as if thinking about something, "Since then, the Yan family and the Wang family completely cut off contact, and Yan Liang also hated our family and said he wanted to avenge your third aunt.
Over the years, he quietly passed the Jinshi exam, entered the cabinet, I went to the frontier, and then inherited the title... I thought I had let go.
Who would have expected that he would kill us when he took action."
Wang Zhiyuan was stunned. He didn't know anything about what his father said.
The situation of the rest of the people is not much better... The story between Yan Liang and Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion is so dramatic, it is more exciting than the folks' words, and it is simply caught off guard.
Wang Zhiyong expected the eldest son's reaction and smiled bitterly: "It's not a good thing, your grandmother won't let someone circulate it, and the servants in the mansion were even more silent..."
Wang Zhiming thought for a while and complained: "Grandma is really good. It's great to have promised Yan Liang at the beginning. They all became the chief minister."
"Get out of here!"
Wang Zhiyong picked up a bowl and smashed it at him, cursing: "Are you itchy again? Your grandmother's decision can be argued with."
"Father, don't be angry, I'm unintentional."
Wang Zhiming's handsome face turned slightly red, and he hid keenly. The bowl hit the wooden door and rolled down to the floor.
"You dare to say something Wuxin?"
Wang Zhiyong became more and more angry as he spoke: "You are having sex outside, it's fine if I turn a blind eye... Now that you have such a big deal at home, you still don't care... just talking nonsense.
Do you believe it or not? I will beat you to death?”
"Believe, of course."
Wang Zhiming felt guilty and smiled with salivation: "From now, my son will never say anything again."
"There is a future..."
Wang Zhiming saw his father quickly get up and beat him up, and ran out.
Wang Zhi had to pour a cup of cold tea into his stomach, and his anger went out, "I was so sad that I laughed at the family."
The second son is romantic by nature, he doesn't care about his words and loves to cause trouble. He has not dealt with, but he can't change it no matter how he beats him.
The previous part was that he had a dispute with the young marquis of the Yongkang Marquis's mansion for a woman playing the pipa. For this matter, he hung him on the beam and beat him for half a night...
I still can't change it. After a few days, I still went to find the Pipa Girl.
The old wife felt sorry for her son and had been ignoring herself for a long time.
The territory of Kyoto is so big, and no one knows what happened to anyone... Yang Ruo had heard of Wang Zhiming for a long time, so he waved his hand: "Zhiming is still young, and it is necessary to be unrestrained."
Wang Zhiyuan pressed his brow with his left hand. It was seventeen years old and he was still young?
He glanced at his father and changed the topic: "What should I do?
Since Yan Liang has made such a big plan, he will not stop easily.
In a few days, the May flood season will come... If the Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion does not die, it will have to peel off the skin."
"I'll go find him."
"Marty, don't..." the tall aide spoke, "Shoujiao Yan had a holiday with you, and you would only add fuel to the fire when you went there."
Wang Zhiyong said "ah" and said, "Yan Liang clearly wants to force the Wang family to come forward. How can I not go?"
His mouth was open, his voice was tight and urgent.
"Then let the eldest prince pass."
Zhang Juling spoke lightly: "Snake hits seven inches."
If Dingyuan Hou Mansion wants to escape, the best way is to negotiate with Yan Liang..."
"Negotiation?"
Wang Zhiyuan suddenly looked up, "We don't have anything Yan Liang cares about in our hands, so how can we negotiate with him?"
"If you don't have one, you can go and find it."
Zhang Juling's voice is gentle: "It is said that Shoufu Yan's lineage is a single-handed person, and his six-year-old eldest grandson likes the most..."
Yang Ruo turned to look at him and understood his intentions immediately.
"This..." Wang Zhiyong couldn't speak.
"Mr. Marquis, negotiations can save the entire Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion. You can consider which one is more important."
Zhang Juling smiled slightly: "Zhang's words are all here. How to do it depends on the Marquis."
He stood up and bowed: "There are still some things to be dealt with at home, I have to go back."
Wang Zhiyuan couldn't keep him, so he personally delivered it to the entrance of the study.
He called the servant to lead him.
Yang Ruo filled himself with cups of tea. When Wang Zhiyuan came back, he smiled and said, "What do Brother Zhiyuan thinks about Su Zhizhi's proposal?"
“Very good.”
Wang Zhiyuan didn't have to think about it and knew that it was the best strategy. Zhang Juling was intentionally helping them.
I actually thought of using Yan Liang's beloved grandson to turn Yan Liang...
Sure enough, he is smart and ruthless.
There is no shortage of smart people in the world, but what is lacking is smart and ruthless characters.
They will win the most favorable things to their best, and thus move step by step to the path they want.
Yang Ruo picked up the bowl, drank it all, and said to Wang Zhiyong: "Mr. Marquis, you must be in trouble.
I know your thoughts, but you don’t think too much about it... Zhiyuan and I have been checking for a long time why the disaster relief grain is lost, so what if we find it out, we can’t play without evidence.
At present, there is no better way than Su Zhi proposed.”
"I have tried my best to do my best when things have come to this point, and the rest depends on you."
After he finished speaking, he bowed his hand and left the study room.
"Zhang Laosan, wait for me."
As soon as Yang Ruo went out, he saw Zhang Juling walking in front of him. He hurriedly shouted and ran after him.
Zhang Juling heard this and stood there waiting for him.
"... Say, why should I help Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion?"
Chapter completed!