Now I’m kneeling down——
Wang Zi'an didn't help him, he just held the tea cup in his hand and slowly sipped the boiled water in the cup. He waved his hand calmly, with an imperceptible smile on his handsome face.
"What are you doing? Isn't it raining outside yet?"
"Master, you are so amazing. No matter how early or late it is, at three o'clock in the morning, it really rains!"
Di Renjie had not yet woken up from the shock, and looked at Wang Zi'an with eyes full of enthusiasm.
Wang Zi'an shook his head with a smile.
"You should get up first. There's no need to shout, Master. After all, although it's raining, you haven't lost yet. It's not like the time has come yet -"
At this point, Wang Zi'an changed his subject.
"What's more, even if you lose, you can't be considered my disciple. Instead, you have to be my disciple first. If you want to be my disciple, you have to examine it for several years to see if you have the qualifications... "
If he had changed what he said just now, Di Renjie would have directly slapped him in the face.
Is the young master still qualified?
But it was different now. He was really restrained by Wang Zi'an's hand. He didn't even dare to say a word in rebuttal. He nodded obediently, got up very consciously, and stood behind Wang Zi'an.
However, a pair of big black eyes still looked at the patter of spring rain outside the house from time to time.
It's not that he doesn't give up.
I don’t want to follow Wang Zi’an as a boy in front of me. For such an awesome person, I have to be a disciple!
Although he didn't look back, Wang Zi'an also noticed the little guy's movements and ignored him. This kid has such a lively temper. If you don't shock him, he will definitely cause trouble if you take him back.
Seeing his son, like a little follower, standing behind Wang Zi'an, Di Zhisun not only did not feel wronged for his son, but felt a little proud in his heart.
This is the Marquis of Chang'an.
I thought he was just knowledgeable, kind-hearted, and Bodhisattva-hearted, but I didn’t expect that he was an unfathomable master of the world!
How many lifetimes of blessing does it take for his own son to be able to be with such a person?
Just have fun!
Not seeing a few other old friends, the envy in his eyes almost flowed out.
Several other people also wanted to send their sons to the Marquis of Chang'an, even if they were just a boy serving tea and water. Unfortunately, they didn't have that kind of friendship with Wang Zi'an, and their children didn't have Di Renjie either. That kid's chance.
I could only stare blankly, unable to open my mouth.
But the way he looked at Wang Zi'an was completely different from before.
Three quarters of the hour.
The spring rain gradually stopped.
This moment completely shocked everyone. Although little Di Renjie was slightly disappointed, his eyes became more intense.
What does this mean?
Explain that the master you want to worship is incredibly powerful!
Living god!
At this moment, Di Renjie had a firm belief in his young mind.
No matter what, you must behave well and strive to get rid of your status as a boy in front of you as soon as possible, join Master's sect, and become a glorious official disciple.
"Master, please have some tea -"
Seeing that the tea cup in Wang Zi'an's hand was very empty, Di Renjie quickly stepped forward, picked up the kettle and filled it for his master.
We are so discerning!
The other people couldn't help but marvel at his clever and well-behaved energy.
This kid can be so obedient!
After this incident, everyone looked at Wang Zi'an differently.
It used to be admiration, but now it's a bit of awe.
This made Wang Zi'an feel a little bored.
Pretending that he was tired from the journey, he apologized and got up to rest in the guest room.
Seeing Wang Zi'an stand up and leave, everyone looked at Di Zhisun.
"Brother Di, why didn't you take the opportunity just now..."
Di Zhisun's expression changed several times, he looked at the direction Wang Zi'an left with complicated eyes, and shook his head with a wry smile.
"If I said that I felt ashamed in front of him just now and didn't dare to open my mouth, would you believe it?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, several friends nodded in unison.
"letter!"
"The Marquis of Chang'an is like the bright moon in the sky, which makes people dare not look directly at him. Compared with him, all of us are simply vulgar..."
"..."
You said something to me, and after everyone finished speaking, they looked at each other in silence.
"I - I will ask the Marquis of Chang'an for help early tomorrow morning!"
At the end, Dizhisun waved his fist as if to cheer himself up.
"I don't believe that there is no place for justice in this world. I don't believe that some people can cover the sky with one hand and do whatever they want!"
When the others heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other and bowed their hands to Di Zhisun solemnly.
…
Governor's Yamen.
Wu Huan, the plump Jizhou governor, gently put down the tea cup in his hand and turned to Niu Quande, a member of the Sitian army who came to see him, with a friendly smile on his face.
He stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.
"Niu Sitian, please take a seat——"
Niu Quande sat down with half his buttocks crouched, ignoring the pleasantries, and cupped his hands towards Wu Huan.
"Reporting to Governor Wu, Di Zhisun seems to be unwilling to give in. Today, he has gathered a group of people at Qingfeng Pavilion. It is said that he has invited back a big shot from Chang'an——"
Wu Huan, who was still a little disapproving at first, couldn't help but subconsciously sit up straight and frowned slightly when he heard this.
"who?"
"According to the people in the restaurant, it seems that Prince An, the Marquis of Chang'an——"
As soon as Niu Dequan finished speaking, Wu Huan's expression changed and he stood up suddenly.
"Is this true? He has already entered our Jizhou?"
Jizhou is not far from Cangzhou. How could he, as the governor, not know about such a big commotion there?
What's more, after the battle at Laohukou, Wang Zi'an had already revealed his identity and openly and openly displayed the banner of the Marquis of Chang'an.
He couldn't believe how many people would dare to risk the disapproval of the world and attack him, the founding prince of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, outside the boundaries of Cangzhou.
It turned out that he was right.
After the Battle of Laohukou, all official pursuits became a joke. All the pursuers disappeared. Except for some gangsters who were still like flies and came out to cause trouble from time to time, no one dared to arrest people openly under the official banner. He did.
Although those people in the world have all kinds of tricks, in front of him with all kinds of skills, they are just like joking.
Not to mention possessing astrology, even if he didn't, those shady methods such as poisoning, assassination, ambushes, and traps would have no use in front of him.
It's just that he has always kept a low profile and was unwilling to alert the local officials. When he entered the borders of Jizhou, people put away his banner.
Otherwise, as soon as you enter Jizhou, you will have to alert the local officials.
But precisely because of this, Wu Huan did not find any news about Wang Zi'an and others before Niu Dequan came to report.
"It has been confirmed by the owner of Qingfeng Pavilion Soup. It is said that they also received a secret recipe for removing the fishy smell of pork from the Marquis of Chang'an..."
Wu Huan didn't care what his secret recipe was or not, he looked at Niu Dequan solemnly.
"Where is the Marquis of Chang'an now?"
"In Disma's house..."
Wu Huan couldn't help but take a breath.
He actually went to Dickson’s place!
He pondered for a long time before slowly sitting down.
"Notify them, let them all be careful, don't go too far, don't cause complaints, if something goes wrong - just say it's what I said, even if you want to make reasonable use of the role of the cooperative, you must ensure that it is completed first People’s own farm work——”
Niu Dequan bowed, responded, and was about to retreat.
I heard Wu Huan add something.
"Make statistics on the number of wasteland reclaimed by the governor's office and the number of wasteland reclaimed by the local gentry last winter and the beginning of this spring. Report them all. I will report to your majesty immediately to ask for your credit..."
When Niu Dequan heard this, his eyes lit up.
"The governor's skills are really brilliant!"
He was Si Tian who joined the army, and his contribution to reclaiming wasteland must not go unnoticed by him.
It's really ridiculous that Di Zhisun foolishly wanted to deliver a memorial to His Majesty and report him and others.
What does the court care about?
This is the number of land reclamation organized by the local government!
As long as we have these things, what if we report them to His Majesty?
Is it still wrong to open up wasteland?
Even if there is a mistake, it is nothing to blame!
Therefore, the move of the governor can be described as an antelope hanging its horns, so wonderful!
Wu Huanyun waved his hand lightly.
Niu Dequan retreated. He walked to the desk and looked through the memorials that Di Zhisun had submitted to the court during this period, with a disdainful smile on his face.
He is really a bookish person and is beyond stupid.
Do you really think that if you hand these to His Majesty, you can defeat yourself?
He didn't believe it when something like this happened. How could His Majesty know nothing about it?
If there is no movement, it is acquiescing to the status quo.
Wang Zi’an?
So what if he climbs up to Wang Zi'an?
As long as the number of acres cultivated is reported, everything is just a joke!
…
Di Zhisun and others did not know Wu Huan and Niu Dequan's plans. They were planning to state the problems of Jizhou rural cooperatives to Wang Zi'an in person and request Wang Zi'an to turn them into a memorial signed by themselves and others.
Of course, Wang Zi'an didn't know this either.
At night, I had a good sleep with Su Su in my arms.
After running around for many days, this was the sweetest night's sleep I had in recent days.
When I woke up, I felt refreshed and even my mood improved a lot.
As soon as the door was opened, a servant from the Dickson family came over and thoughtfully brought toiletries. He wanted to help with the washing, but Wang Zi'an waved his hand and sent him away.
Although he traveled through time and became corrupted for a long time, he still could not adapt to the life of being waited on and washed.
Not to mention Susu, she always washes herself.
After washing up, a servant soon came over to help clean up.
When Wang Zi'an led Su Su to the front yard, he found that Yu Zhang and others were already waiting there. Seeing that Wang Zi'an and his entourage were getting up, Di Zhisun immediately arranged for his servants to bring the Tang Dynasty version of breakfast.
Noodle soup and pancakes, plus a few plates of pickled okra.
It’s not that it’s crude, but in this era, everyone basically eats this. The only difference is whether or not meat is added to the pancake.
Wang Zi'an and others are not picky either.
After having a simple breakfast and thanking the host, he got up to say goodbye. Of course, he took his new apprentice Di Renjie with him. Although it was the first time for the little guy to leave home, he didn't seem to feel disappointed, but instead felt a sense of excitement.
At this time, he followed his senior sister with a flattering look on his face and acted as a follower very consciously.
Wang Zi'an saddled his horse, sat on it, and looked meaningfully back at Di Zhisun, who came to see him off, and the middle-aged men who had followed him yesterday.
These people almost had their worries written on their faces, and Wang Zi'an would be stupid if he couldn't tell.
However, he will not take the initiative to speak.
If Di Zhisun and others were still hesitating at this time, he would ride away.
Seeing Wang Zi'an and his entourage about to leave in a carriage.
Di Zhisun and others looked at each other and couldn't bear it anymore. They all stepped forward and bowed deeply to Prince An.
"Master Hou, I have something to ask of you..."
As he spoke, Di Zhisun showed a look of shame on his face.
"I shouldn't bother Mr. Hou, but it's really——"
Di Zhisun smiled bitterly and cupped his hands.
"The people of Jizhou have been suffering from the cooperative policy for a long time. Now the farmland is even more abandoned. If we don't stop it, I'm afraid we will miss this year's spring plowing. If the people miss this harvest, their lives will really be difficult -"
Wang Zi’an:……
Instant black face.
He thought that Di Zhisun and others wanted something from him, but he didn't expect that it was because of this.
Seeing Wang Zi'an's face gloomy, he said nothing. Di Zhisun and others thought that they had made the Marquis of Chang'an happy by asking for help rashly, and they couldn't help but feel uneasy and a little bit sad and angry.
"Master Marquis, it's not that we don't know how to advance or retreat, it's just that we are humble and do not have the power to write directly to His Majesty. Some time ago, the memorial that asked the governor to speak to His Majesty was as sparse as a pile of mud. There is no news yet, so I can only publish it here. It’s a bad idea, please ask the Marquis to fulfill it——”
He said and bowed to the ground.
Looking at Di Zhisun and others who were all getting shorter, Wang Zi'an remained silent.
He winked at his apprentice.
Wu Zetian stepped forward very simply, took the memorial from Di Zhisun's hand, and handed it to her master.
"I will definitely handle this matter properly——"
Prince An bowed his hands and walked away, never looking back.
Originally, after he was out of danger, he still thought about slowing down the pace when he went back, taking a walk and taking a look at the authentic Tang Dynasty. But now he has completely lost his mind.
When I went back, it was actually faster than when I came.
Even so, every time Wang Zi'an went to a place, he would ask them to inquire about the situation of rural cooperatives. Listening to the reports they came back, Wang Zi'an's face became more and more gloomy, and he talked less and less on weekdays.
Li Junxian had never seen Wang Zi'an in such a state.
She followed him, looking at his back with worry, and tried to persuade him several times, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know where to start.
Naturally, he had heard about the situation of rural cooperatives. Even His Majesty knew about this situation, but both His Majesty and several prime ministers kept silent in a tacit understanding.
He knew why, but he couldn't open his mouth to the man in front of him.
Because this person is indifferent to fame and fortune, detached from others, looks friendly and easy-going, has an out-of-touch temperament, and doesn't care about anyone above, but he has a true temperament.
But my group of people are a little dirty-minded.
He was worried that this person would really fall out after knowing the truth.
