"Well, then this matter is settled!" Li Zhi nodded: "Just take this opportunity to avoid having to go to Luoyang for food next year. However, it is best not to do this kind of thing out of your own mind. Ah Wu, what are you doing? But if you have capable people, it’s best if your official position is not too high now, a sixth or seventh rank is enough!”
Wu and Li Zhi had been married for many years, and they immediately understood what her husband meant: In any case, sending so many people from the capital to the border is an offense and will damage the reputation and virtue of the emperor, so the best way is Find a capable person to take the blame. The reason why the official position should not be too high is because when an official becomes a senior official, he will worry about gains and losses and will not dare to offend others. Unlike a junior official who dares to do anything to get promoted, it will have no impact if he throws it away after using it in the future. smaller.
"I am a sixth- and seventh-grade official. I can't think of my concubine at the moment. Maybe I will ask Li Yifu to recommend someone tomorrow!"
"Okay!" Li Zhi was already a little tired. He pressed his forehead: "Awu, after this matter is over, let Wang Wenzuo go to Baekje as soon as possible!"
"Go to Baekje as soon as possible?" Wu was stunned when he heard this: "Why is this?"
"Awu, do you still remember Xue Wanche? I don't want him to continue wallowing in the quagmire of Chang'an, otherwise he will be involved sooner or later. Even if it is a pity, he can only kill him!" Li Zhi sighed: "Hong'er is too old. He’s not young anymore, so you have to leave him a useful knife!”
"Your Majesty is right!" Wu nodded: "It would be a pity if it were like Xue Wanche!"
"Yes! Looking back now, I really regret it. If Wan Che was still alive, why would I have to toss Su Dingfang from west to east, and then from east to west, thousands of miles back and forth? There are really many talents in the army who can take charge of this field. Too few!" Li Zhi sighed: "It's hard to find someone available, let him practice more at the border!"
The Xue Wanche mentioned by Li Zhi was a famous general in the Taizong era and the son-in-law of Emperor Taizong. Because he was implicated in Fang Yiai's rebellion case, he was sentenced to death by Changsun Wuji, who was in charge of hearing the case at the time. At that time, Li Zhi certainly felt that his uncle had eradicated all potential threats among the clan nobles for him, killing them well, killing them brilliantly, and killing them loudly. But when Li Zhi looked back after all these years, he knew that Xue Wanche must have been unjustly killed by Changsun Wuji. Moreover, as the territory of the Tang Dynasty continued to expand, there were fewer and fewer military ministers available. The current situation was different, and the mentality was different. Naturally, The views are also very different.
Li Zhi sighed a few times, then returned to the brocade couch, lay down, and fell asleep. After confirming that Li Zhi was completely asleep, Mrs. Wu carefully left the house, called an eunuch, and whispered: "Go to Mr. Li immediately and ask him to choose a capable person to handle the case of the Chang'an Rebellion. , remember, we must take this opportunity to deal with the evil offspring left by this bitch Xiao, Li Sujie!"
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West Market.
"Listen, it's quiet outside!" Hei Te Changzhi put down the wine glass in his hand and whispered.
"Yes!" Wang Wenzuo listened attentively: "It seems that hanging your head in public is quite effective!"
"It's possible that he had enough loot and ran back home!" Hei Te Changzhi said with a smile.
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"That's fine. After all, we are not Marquis Wu. The arrest of thieves is not our responsibility. As long as there is no one on the street, that's enough!" Wang Wenzuo picked up a piece of rabbit meat, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and said with a smile: "Yes, this rabbit meat tastes really good, cook, cook!"
"The villain is here!" An Wuniang, who was kneeling in the hall, responded quickly. She took two steps on her knees and said, "What are your orders, sir!"
"This rabbit meat doesn't have any earthy taste at all. Your craftsmanship is really good!" Wang Wenzuo pointed to the rabbit meat on the table: "Tell me, how did you make it?"
Hearing Wang Wenzuo say that her craftsmanship was good, An Wuniang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly smiled and said: "This rabbit meat is a family tradition. If you want the rabbit meat to be free of odor, you must first wash it with clean water and then put it in Rinse it with ginger and garlic in boiling water to remove the foam floating on the water, then fish out the rabbit meat and dispose of it, and naturally there will be no odor!"
"You have put in the effort, I'll reward you!" Wang Wenzuo took out a few silver coins from his pocket and threw them to An Wuniang: "But few people put effort into preparing rabbit meat!"
"Thank you, Sir, for the reward!" An Wuniang was overjoyed when she took the silver coin. She kowtowed twice quickly, put the silver coin into her arms, and said with a smile, "Mr. Sir, you don't know. This rabbit meat is cheap meat. Rich people eat it." All kinds of game, mutton, beef, and middle-class people can eat pork, chicken, donkey meat, and dog meat; those who come to the villain's shop are from poor backgrounds and can only afford rabbit meat and all kinds of offal. The villain's ancestors are barbarians. , are not that particular about eating, and there are many ways to make these cheap meats edible. For example, the best ones sold in Xiaoren’s shop are rabbit meat and chowder meatballs, which are made from sesame and rabbit meat! "
"Well, then you must have made a lot of money, right?" Wang Wenzuo asked with interest.
"It's all hard-earned money!" An Wuniang said hurriedly: "Besides, even if you have a few money, it will probably be robbed completely this time!" At this point, she couldn't help sobbing.
"Okay, okay!" Wang Wenzuo was in a good mood at this time: "You don't have to cry. I just made a fortune today, so I just did something good. Let me ask you, how much does it cost to reopen your store?"
"Fifty guan is almost enough!"
"Fifty guan? Okay, when you finish cleaning up later, just take the 50 guan and reopen the shop!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile.
"Thank you sir, thank you sir!" An Wuniang was overjoyed when she heard this and kowtowed quickly. Wang Wenzuo waved his hand: "If you want to thank me, just go down and cook a few more delicious dishes and bring them up. Come on, come on!"
An Wuniang stepped back happily, with a black-teeth smile and said: "Young Master is so kind-hearted, you will definitely be blessed one day!"
"Today, people from the West City trampled their horses, burned them with fire, and cut them with swords. I don't know how many people lost their lives. But this woman had no fists and no courage, but she hid behind the hole in the wall without even hurting a single hair. She can be regarded as a Blessed person. I killed so many people today and made such a huge fortune. Giving her the right to give her fifty guans is a way to accumulate some blessings."
"That's true!" Hei Te Changzhi nodded: "But I have a question I still want to ask!"
"Changzhi, please tell me!"
"Since those Hu merchants have promised to give half a treasury of gold and silver as reward, why didn't Mr. Lang take them all? He only took two loads and then gave up? All the merchants in the world love money as much as their lives. Their current agreement is just forced by the situation. , when current events change, there will definitely be trouble again!"
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"Chang Zhi is right!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Then you think that if I take half the treasure and leave now, those Hu merchants will not cause trouble again?"
"This -" Hei Te Changzhi was stunned when he heard this: "Even if trouble happens again, what can they do to us if we have gold and silver in our hands?"
"They may not be able to do anything to us, but that's half a treasure trove of gold and silver!" Wang Wenzuo's tone became more solemn: "Let's say it's five thousand catties of gold or five thousand catties of silver! Do you think it's such a huge fortune? A few people who can do nothing to us will be tempted?"
After hearing Wang Wenzuo's words, Black Teeth Changzhi already understood that maybe the Hu merchants couldn't do anything to them, but there were too many people in Chang'an who could do anything to them. There is an ancient saying: "Now a rabbit is running away, and a hundred people are chasing it. It is not that one rabbit's legs are divided by a hundred people, because the division has not been decided. The division has not been decided, and Yao has to bend his strength, but what about the crowd! The rabbits are piled up in the market, and the travelers ignore them. It is not undecided. Like a rabbit, the division has been decided. The division has been decided, even though people are despicable, they will not fight. Therefore, governing the world and the country only depends on the division."
No matter how much gold and silver is in Hu Shang's treasury, it will not attract people to chase it, because these gold and silver belong to the owner, and if Wang Wenzuo uses some means to get the gold and silver, it will definitely attract countless people to covet him. And fight for it, because in the eyes of everyone, these gold and silver are ownerless things. Since Wang Wenzuo can get it by means, they can naturally take it from Wang Wenzuo. No matter how talented Wang Wenzuo is, he can't stop so many coveting hands and eyes. Instead of greedily seizing half of the gold and silver, it would be better to simply leave it in Hu Shang's treasury with just a receipt. Anyway, after the two loads of gold and silver he was about to leave were rewarded to the soldiers, there was still a lot left. Putting it into his bag would not only attract the covetousness and jealousy of the powerful, but also gain the gratitude of Hu Shang. It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.
"Lang Jun is still thoughtful, but my subordinates still think too simply!"
"Haha, although Chang'an is good, it is not a place for you and me to stay for a long time. Now that this has happened, you should follow me back to Baekje!"
"What Lang Jun said is exactly what my subordinates are saying!" Hei Te Changzhi sighed: "When I first came to Chang'an, I just felt that this place is a place where people in heaven live. But the longer I stay, the more I feel. The more uncomfortable I feel all over my body, I often think of the mountains and rivers of Baekje in my dreams!"
"Yes!" Wang Wenzuo sighed: "I thought that after returning to Chang'an, I would put my mind down and have a happy birthday in a few days, but what happened?" At this point, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then poured the glass into the cup. Throwing it on the ground, it shattered into pieces.
At this time, An Wuniang came back and brought several plates of dishes on the table. Wang Wenzuo took a few bites. It was really good, and Chen praised it a few times. Seeing that Wang Wenzuo was in a happy mood, An Wuniang on the side asked carefully: "Mr. Lang, I have something I want to ask you for advice!"
"What's the matter?"
"That's what happened. The villain's wine shop is right next to the cemetery. The criminal Liu Weili used to come to the shop to drink. Will this implicate the villain?"
"If you just drank, it shouldn't be implicated!"
"Then if, the villain is just saying what if, if that guy comes to the store and does other things besides drinking, will the villain be implicated?" At this point, An Wuniang hurriedly said: " Of course, the villain doesn’t know anything about that guy!”
