When I was working under Gao Yameni, my life would be ruined every day, or my family would be in bad shape, and I would do things that would lead to the birth of a son without an asshole.
He has done so many bad things that even Zhao Dexian is afraid that he will not be able to be a human being in his next life.
But in Wang Yameni, look at this arrangement, saving tens of thousands of refugees from fire and water, rescuing people in distress, and countless people are alive.
This person has to be favored by thousands of families and ranked in the immortal class. How can he compare with Gao Yanei's dog-like thing? There is no comparison at all. Comparing them together is an insult to the master's family.
Living in the gratitude of the refugees every day, Zhao Dexian felt that he had been baptized from the inside out, so he despised his former self and his former masters more and more.
If that Gao family yameni stands in front of me again, I won’t be able to drown him to death with my nose.
Maybe even he himself has never felt that his recognition of Wang Zhi, the master of the family, has risen from the original physical body to the later psychological level, and then to the current spiritual level.
But what Zhao Dexian can feel is that this master has never regarded himself as a human being, and has never disliked his appearance like other nobles. Instead, he has always placed himself on an equal footing and has never considered himself to be a retainer. It should be as it should be, but everything should be discussed, give yourself enough trust and dignity, and never be stingy with praise.
I think Juxian Hall is the foundation of the master's family, but it was directly handed over to a half-year-old child like Chang Qing.
Another example is to appease the refugees and build a workshop, which is such a big matter, directly into the hands of a diner who has just changed his family and has never met him a few times.
How tolerant and trustful this is!
All in all, he now recognized Wang Zhi as his master from the hair to the soles of his feet.
But he really misunderstood Wang Zhi. Wang Erlang's mind has always been empty and he doesn't care about anything. It's not right to say that, because he still cares about some people. Whenever he thinks about that person, that person As a dashing little lady, he is a little worried about gains and losses, and many chaotic thoughts will appear in his head, making him very distressed and not knowing what to do.
Wang Erlang, who has lived in two lifetimes, can see through many things, but he cannot clearly see the word 'emotion'.
"What do you think this bitch is doing here?"
At this time, Mrs. Cao led Xiao Ru to this refugee gathering place. After being shocked and sentimental at the beginning, she was even more confused as to why Wang Zhi, a rich kid, was here.
"Could it be that the buyer's servant is here?"
Xiaoru replied with some uncertainty, because she was originally bought back by Cao Mansion at Yaxing. Seeing this scene, she naturally thought of these aspects.
"No, what is the purpose of buying a servant and taking the prince? Does he still need the prince to pick someone for him?"
Mrs. Cao shook her head, feeling that something was wrong.
Are you here for the refugees? Is this guy so kind?
"Come on, Xiaoru, let's get closer."
After the two boys put some dust on their bodies and faces, they slowly approached among the homeless people.
After hearing the crowd centered on Wang Zhi and Zhao Huan talking about some topics about resettling the refugees, I finally confirmed that this guy really came here for the refugees.
And when they heard that these policies to appease the refugees seemed to be written by Wang Zhi, the two young men looked at each other a little bit.
Is this still the Wang Erlang she knows?
The early rumors about Gozen Street were just rumors, and they were mostly exaggerated and not down to earth at all. People could only fantasize after hearing about them. When they were associated with familiar people around them, the halo faded instantly.
But what about actually considering the poor people and doing things for the refugees...
Is it true, as my own father said, that I view people too one-sidedly?
Is this guy really as good as dad said?
"They're coming!"
At this moment, there was a loud shout and everyone looked into the distance.
The two young men of the Cao family also followed the crowd's gaze.
I saw a long motorcade gradually appearing in the distance, slowly approaching, and only when I got closer could I get a glimpse of the whole thing.
This is a convoy of hundreds of people, including horse-drawn carriages and donkey-pulled carts, which are piled with all kinds of equipment that have no apparent use, and are escorted by escorts throughout the journey.
Is this a wealthy family moving their entire family to Bianjing?
Just why there aren’t many household items…
Amid the speculations of many uninformed people, the motorcade stopped in front of everyone.
People got off the carriage one after another, and Wang Zhi and Zhao Huan stepped forward to greet them.
Someone among the visitors saw Wang Zhi and led everyone to salute, "I've met the second young master."
People from the Wang family!
Mrs. Cao's eyes widened, feeling that the scene in front of her was somewhat unexpected.
"Oh, Brother Cheng, why are you here?"
Wang Zhi did not return the gift, but directly stepped forward and gave the leader a hug, looking very enthusiastic.
The person who came was none other than Wang Cheng, the son of uncle Wang Zhi's family. He was also the older brother who had played with Wang Zhi since he was a child. His relationship was the same as that of the two brothers Wang Fu and Wang Gui.
"The Lord is a little worried about you, so he asked me to come over and help you. I will go back when everything here settles down."
Wang Cheng was also very happy to meet Wang Zhi, and greeted each other with brothers Wang Fu and Wang Gui.
"Haha... That's a good relationship. I was worried that there was no familiar person here to take charge of the overall situation. Brother Cheng came just in time."
Wang Zhi laughed, and then asked, "By the way, uncle, is he still fine?"
"My lord, your body is still very strong. I just miss you all the time."
"Well, once things get settled here, I'll go back with you."
"Oh, by the way, the master also asked me to bring you a letter." Wang Cheng said, reaching out and taking out a letter from his arms.
Wang Zhi took it immediately and couldn't wait to open it on the spot.
Zhao Huan stretched out his head and saw that there were only eight big characters written on the entire letter: Shuzi! Are your tears yellow?
"Cousin, what does this mean?" Zhao Huan asked.
Wang Zhi immediately put it away, thinking about the tea that night, and said with a little embarrassment: "Nothing, the secret code my uncle and I exchanged, others can't understand."
"By the way, Brother Cheng, let me introduce you."
Wang Zhi immediately changed the subject and introduced Zhao Huan sideways: "This is my cousin, surnamed Zhao, who is currently Kaifeng Prefectural Shepherd."
After Wang Zhi introduced him like this, Wang Cheng still didn't know who this person was, so he quickly led everyone in a solemn salute, "I've met Mr. Zhao Fu."
Zhao Huan also returned the gift solemnly.
"This is my client Zhao Dexian. He is now responsible for appeasing the refugees and recruiting workers. If you have any requirements for building a workshop, just ask him."
Wang Zhi introduced Zhao Dexian to Wang Cheng, and the two also greeted each other.
"Okay, from now on Dexian will be in charge of personnel affairs, and Brother Cheng will be in charge of office affairs. My cousin will have nothing to worry about now!"
Wang Zhi patted Zhao Huan on the shoulder, looking a little arrogant.
"Worry-free, worry-free."
Zhao Huan smiled happily and said, "The reception banquet has been set up in the mansion. Brother Wang, Mr. Zhao and other great talents must go together."
Wang Cheng cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for showing me your love. I will definitely come over after we have put the things in place."
"Oh, okay, we are all family members, no need to be polite. Come on, please help us unload the things."
Wang Zhi interrupted their conversation, rolled up his sleeves, and shouted carelessly, "Where's Dexian, look where these equipments are placed."
Zhao Dexian pointed out the place, which was a newly built warehouse. He knew what the master wanted to do, so he naturally arranged everything.
"Come on, cousin, take off your official uniform and help us together. We will have fun with the people. It will be endless fun."
"No, no, I'll do it myself."
Zhao Huan opened Wang Zhi's extended hand and took it off himself.
Everyone was stunned and could only sigh that Wang Erlang's ability to assimilate was really strong.
At this time, the surrounding refugees also knew what these people were here for through word of mouth.
When they found out that these people were invited by Fujun to build a workshop for them to make a living, they all came to help. When they saw Fujun personally taking off his robes to do rough work for them, even those who had no strength got up and knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. She burst into tears and shouted "Master Qingtian".
In this way, 'Master Qingtian' became more energetic in his work, but our Wang Erlang became unhappy.
I did everything, but my reputation was taken away by this guy.
Qiming must be virtuous and promote himself.
Among the busy crowd there were two little boys that no one cared about.
"Why are you doing free labor for this guy again?" Ms. Cao couldn't stop mumbling as she moved the equipment back and forth.
Xiaoru heard this and teased: "Haha... Xiao Cao, no one is forcing us to go into battle this time."
"Forget it, for the sake of the people, I won't argue with him this time."
Madam Cao turned around and said, "By the way, let's mark him as 'making a living for the people'."
"Okay."
Seeing Xiao Ru's teasing expression, Mrs. Cao also blushed a little.
The small notebook I originally prepared was intended to record the bad side of this guy as ironclad evidence, but the bad side was almost finished, and the things that were not crossed out were also far-fetched, while the good side became more and more remembered. And they are all real.
What do you call this?
It was not until the evening that all the equipment and objects of a team were unloaded and sorted.
The two young men of the Cao family were lying on the roots of the tree, not wanting to move at all. They looked like the homeless people around them without even trying to dress up.
Seeing Wang Zhi and others getting on the carriage and returning to the city, the two of them didn't want to follow them. Moreover, when they entered the city and got off the carriage, they would definitely go to the government office, so there was no point in following them.
He simply rested here for a while before setting off back home.
Passing by Xicheng on the way, Mrs. Cao suddenly seemed to have thought of something. She took Xiaoru and sat down at a wine shop on the side, and called to the store to serve food.
Under Xiao Ru's doubtful eyes, Mrs. Cao pulled the proprietress who was serving the food to sit down.
"Store, how is business now?"
Mrs. Cao did not hide her woman's voice, and the landlady, who was also a woman, was so close that she could tell at a glance that the two servants were tomboys.
The proprietress also wisely did not ask the two women why they were dressing up as men. She just replied with a smile, "Thanks to our distinguished customers, the business of the shop has been pretty good recently."
"Is there any gangsters coming to collect protection money?"
Mrs. Cao asked again, and Xiao Ru suddenly realized that her feelings were still being followed.
