In the banquet hall of the Wang family, the old and frail Wang Quanhu knelt down. The two maids behind him and the housekeeper who followed Luo Chuan also immediately knelt down on the ground.
Apart from this, there was no one from the Wang family inside or outside the Wang family banquet room.
Luo Chuan entered the banquet hall in a few steps and personally helped Wang Quanhu up. The old man's arms fell on his hands with some weight, "What are you doing, sir? You have been guarding southern Xinjiang for our human race for so many years." , now that you are worshiping me as a junior, wouldn’t it be a disgrace to me?! Get up quickly.”
While listening to Luo Chuan's words, Wang Quanhu raised his head and took a closer look at his face. Then he shook his head in shame and forced Luo Chuan to sit down at the head of the table. When the shadow naturally stood behind Luo Chuan, Wang Quanhu sat in front of the maid. Sitting on the guest seat with the support, he lowered his eyebrows and said, "The ancestors of the Wang family have guarded the southern border for the human race for generations. If we talk about achievements, there are always some, but in this generation when the old man is the head of the family," he said deeply Sighing, "But I am ashamed of my ancestors, and I am not worthy of the prefect's words. I don't deserve it..."
Luo Chuan asked, "Why did the boss say this?"
Wang Quanhu shook his head and sighed. After a long while, he said, "Master Taishou, you should know that my son Wang Hui is the guard of Qianhe Yucheng. That Heyucheng is now... alas..." He covered his face with his hands. It was obvious that he couldn't help but couldn't help it, but he didn't know how much of it was the pain that the city had lost and the people were displaced, and how much of it was the pain that the white-haired man gave away the black-haired man. , so that the great reputation of our ancestors will be ruined, and even if we die, we will not be able to see our ancestors..."
Seeing that his words were confused, Luo Chuan comforted him, "Sir, you don't have to be like this. Today's troubled times are different from those of the past nine hundred years. General Wang's loss is not his fault alone. The three major sects in Nanyi have been plotting for a long time." , The lion fights the rabbit, even when Yongchang County was in its prime, it was not necessarily possible to keep Heyu City intact, let alone what it is like now. Moreover, as far as I know, General Wang died for his country first, and General Wang’s son Wang Mingyuan went to After death and life, from the ruins of the big city, surrounded by real monsters and big monsters, he brought out 20,000 elites, gathered the people and soldiers to defend Weiming City, and has not taken a step back. From this, it can be seen that the Yongchang Wang family Nine hundred years later, the heroic spirits of our ancestors are still far away, and the family tradition of the boss has not faded."
After hearing what Luo Chuan said, Wang Quanhu looked up and saw that the old man's eyes were slightly red, he pursed his lips for a long time, and finally sighed, "With the prefect's words..." He paused. Fu shook his head and sighed. He did not finish his words, but calmed down his emotions, and then looked at Luo Chuan again, "The prefect has recently entered Yicheng..." He considered this sentence and spoke slowly, "I must be busy with business. , I came to visit late at night, I wonder... any advice?”
"When I first entered Yicheng, Li County and Yongchang were integrated into one. As the boss said, the juniors are indeed busy with affairs now." Luo Chuan looked at Wang Quanhu with a solemn expression, "But before I deal with those complicated affairs, I must first I have met three people, two of whom I have just met in Yicheng Tianlao. The third one is also the most important one. I need to come to visit you in person, and it is you, the boss."
"Oh..." Wang Quanhu responded softly, and after a while, he seemed to have finally figured out who Luo Chuan was referring to, and then asked casually, "Master Taishou and the person in Tianlao." You two, how was the conversation?"
"It's very pleasant," Luo Chuan also slowed down and said, "Now these two have walked out of the prison, one has returned to Zhaoshui City, the other..." He looked at Wang Quanhu but not at him. He opened his eyes, paused and said, "Went to Fangzhai!"
Wang Quanhu's face moved imperceptibly, and then he nodded slowly, "I see, then when the prefect comes to see me tonight, where do you want me to go?"
Luo Chuan shook his head and said, "The boss is in Yicheng and is not going anywhere."
"Oh..." Wang Quanhu asked again, "What instructions does the prefect have for Lao Chan and the Wang family?"
"It's not about instructions," Luo Chuan said bluntly, "This junior is here to ask the old man to come out and become a county supervisor at the Military Affairs Office of Li County. It can also be regarded as a senior generation to support juniors like Uncle Zhao. Take a walk."
Wang Quanhu smiled bitterly and waved his hands and said, "Master Taishou, please forgive me for being disrespectful. It's not because I don't want to do such a thing. It's because I have experienced some recent things.
My body can’t bear it anymore, it’s hard for me to take on a big responsibility..."
Luo Chuan took a look at the color on Wang Quanhu's face and said, "My lord, I am a strong man in the third level of middle school, and my body is very strong. Besides, the position of county supervisor is not as hard as that of a county lieutenant. My lord, I will stay in this position for a few more years." , so that I can hold the umbrella for the younger generation for a few more years," he said meaningfully, "I quite admire that young man Wang Mingyuan. If he can withstand the test in this battle, after the war, the younger generation should personally find a successor for him. A promising place to go.”
"My humble grandson is young and vigorous, but he still needs..." Wang Quanhu smiled modestly, but suddenly paused, and then slowly turned his head to look at Luochuan, "How can the prefect appreciate my humble grandson... ?」
Luochuan looked back calmly and said with a smile, "I have seen him."
Even with Wang Quanhu's years of hard work, looking at this extremely young nobleman in front of him, he couldn't help but feel shocked and his eyelids twitched. "Some time ago, my grandson wrote a letter detailing the story of a group of Wangchuan people from Lijun. The sword cultivator rushes to aid Ha Yucheng..."
Luo Chuan nodded, "The plan for Qianfanhe Jade City was indeed hasty. Without the help of young talents like Wang Mingyuan, we would have suffered heavy losses. It was a bit reckless to say the least. Fortunately, the final result was still Not bad."
Wang Quanhu stared at Luochuan and was silent for a long time. He was filled with emotions for a while. Then he gradually straightened his back and his eyes had a look of their own. He was completely different from the old man just now. "I agreed to the invitation of the prefect." Before that, I have a few questions."
Luochuan nodded, "Sir, just ask."
Wang Quanhu said solemnly, "Earlier today, I heard the waiter of the Summer Palace announce to the whole city that the Meng family would transfer Yongchang orthodoxy to the Luo family. I wonder what is happening now with Meng Jiaoyang, the head of the Meng family, and the other children of the Meng family?"
Luo Chuan said, "The head of the Meng family, Meng Jiaoyang, has made great contributions to the city. He was granted the title of Governor of Ganyuan County. The Meng family and appropriate financial servants moved the family to Ganyuan. They were given a land of twenty miles and their descendants could enter the civil and military examinations."
Wang Quanhu asked again, "Since the prefect has convinced the two people in the prison to come out and work again, he wants to leave Zhao Nanpeng and Sun Miao behind. I wonder what the prefect is going to do with these two places?"
Luo Chuan said, "Zhaoshui City, I have given full authority to General Zian. How to deal with Sun Miao depends on the methods of General Zian. Zhao Nanpeng and his family originally involved too many old aristocratic forces in Yongchang, but after Meng Jiaoyang's bloody purge last night has already gone to some extent. Meng Sanshu will sort it out personally. Thinking about the rest, he should know the general trend and know how to do it. Therefore, Zhao Nanpeng and the Zhao family Direct relatives... can be killed!"
Wang Quanhu's heart skipped a beat. Even though he had expected what happened last night, now that he actually heard it, he still couldn't help but feel sad. In just a moment, he suppressed his inner emotions and asked the third question. The question is, "Aren't you afraid that these two people...have double-minded intentions?!"
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