It wasn't until Murong Mu's figure disappeared from the corner of the long street that Wang Zhenen stuffed the money bag back into his waist. He was about to leave, but found that his sleeve was pulled by Hu Ji: "What are you doing?"
"Mr. Lang, didn't you say you would go to Ci'en Temple with me to play tricks tomorrow? When will you pick me up?" Hu Ji asked cautiously.
"Will I go to Ci'en Temple with you tomorrow?" Wang Zhenen frowned: "Did I say so?"
"That's what you just said!" Hu Ji said anxiously: "You said it would be fine for you to have a rest tomorrow. I said my boss didn't agree, so you said you would argue for me!"
"Oh!" Wang Zhenen rolled his eyes: "Look, your boss doesn't agree, so I have nothing to do. Let's wait until next time! Next time!" After that, he flicked his arm and pulled the sleeve from Hu Ji's hand. As soon as he came out, he left directly, leaving Hu Ji standing at the entrance of the store dumbfounded.
Wang Zhenen left the wine shop and walked towards the West Market along the gentle slope between Fengyi Fang and Changshou Fang. A crow flew over his head. Wang Zhenen quickly spit to the side to avoid getting caught by this ominous crow. The bird's misfortune.
When he walked into the winding and narrow alley near the West Market, he almost lost his breath. There was a stench here, a mixture of pigsties, stables, and cobblers' sheds, plus the smell of rancid liquor stores and cheap brothels. This reminded him of the terrible incident that happened in Xishi a few years ago. At that time, he was still in Luoyang and heard about the tragic situation from his companions. Carloads of corpses and fireworks everywhere filled the air. There is a strange stench in the air, as well as the prostitutes' villages and the low prices behind closed doors. It is said that many of them are the wives and daughters of Chang'an people who were exiled to Longyou. Many of them have lost their husbands and fathers and have no choice but to live there. Do not sell your body in exchange for food to make a living. These people have probably been buried by the Qinghai Lake, and those poor women will never be able to wait for them again.
Wang Zhenen walked numbly in this maze until he passed a porridge shop and smelled the aroma of boiling soup and porridge coming from the door. He walked in and nodded to the lame man next to the porridge bucket: "Is everyone here? ?”
"Except for the two who went to collect the bill, they are all inside!" The lame man pursed his lips inside.
"Okay, tell them to go inside when they come back. I'll see them if I have something to do!" Wang Zhenen said.
"Okay!" The cripple smiled and said, "Leave it all to me, don't worry!"
At this time, there was a rapid drumbeat from the West Market. Wang Zhenen turned around. There was only one possibility for the drumbeat in the West Market-death penalty.
"Who are you killing?" asked a man who was drinking porridge.
"Who knows!" the old woman who was cleaning up after the guests had eaten lamented: "If the Bodhisattva behaves well, how many people will die! Why are there drums every day!"
On the second floor across the street, a brown-haired prostitute wearing light linen clothes opened the window. "Which unlucky guy will die now?" She leaned down and shouted, "I say, people should enjoy themselves while they are alive. If you get stabbed before you come to my place, then your life will be in vain! "She was laughing loudly, and a man with a naked upper body reached out and hugged her from behind.
"The new bitch!" the lame man cursed in a low voice: "The Sogdian Hu merchants sold it from the west, they have no shame at all!"
Wang Zhenen curled his lips. He didn't have much opinion about the brown-haired prostitute. After all, she was just trying to make ends meet, so how much money could she be worth if she was honest and loyal? After all, if you step in the smelly ditch to get food, don't think it's dirty. At this time, two boys of similar age ran past, splashing a large puddle of water. The old woman who was washing dishes outside cursed them, but they didn't stop. Others also began to move towards the West City one after another, wanting to see who was being executed. Wang Zhenen shook his head and walked inside: "Remember, don't forget about me!"
The light in the porridge shop was very poor, and the only light source was the two-foot-square window at the top. Wang Zhenen walked to the table, and the men at the table stood up one after another to show respect to Wang Zhenen.
"Brother Wang!"
"Brother Zhenen!"
"I haven't seen you for several days!"
Wang Zhenen nodded: "Everyone, sit down. You and I will go with me to meet someone tonight! It's Colonel Murong who is on duty in Beiya as I told you last time!"
A tremor of excitement passed through everyone's body, and a young man with freckles asked: "Are you talking about Captain Murong, who is trusted by the prince?"
"Yes, that's him!" Wang Zhenen said with a smile: "Just now he came to me and said that he needed some help for something, and I thought of you. He asked me to take you to his house before dark. Liu Si and Xu San went to collect the bill. Right? Let’s wait for them for a while. If they haven’t come back by the time, we won’t wait!”
Hearing what Wang Zhenen said, everyone had excited smiles on their faces. Among them were people who had settled down in Chang'an City, and farmers who had lost their land in Guanzhong. They fled to Chang'an to make a living. Their common characteristics were poverty, carelessness, and indolence. . The freckled-faced man patted his chest and said, "Brother Meng Wang can see that he is willing to risk his life. With just one word, he can go through mountains of swords and seas of fire!"
"right!"
"Yes, I will also go through the mountains of swords and seas of fire!"
There was a low voice from the table, and Wang Zhenen said with a smile: "Don't worry, I don't know what to do now! We should have gotten some wine to soothe our throats together, but we have to meet Captain Murong later, so I'm full of people." It’s not good if you look drunk, so let’s get some soup, biscuits or something!”
Someone went out to give a few instructions, and after a while they brought some soup and biscuits. Everyone wolfed down the food to fill their stomachs. Wang Zhenen looked at the sky, stood up and said, "It's almost time. We can't wait any longer. Let's go!"
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Changlefang, Murong Miao's residence.
Although he was already serving as an errand in the Beiya Imperial Army, Murong Moo's income was still not enough for him to buy his own residence in Chang'an City, so he rented a small courtyard in Changlefang. When he returned home that afternoon, he asked his servant to go to the wine shop in Fangkou to buy some wine, vegetables and fruits, and then put them in the yard. Just after taking care of it, I heard a knock on the door outside.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Wang Zhenen!"
"Wait a minute!" Murong Miao asked his servant to open the door. He changed into a casual shirt and came out of the back room. He saw Wang Zhenen standing in the yard, followed by seven men, all dressed in shorts, looking at him curiously.
"My dear brother, you are here early!" Murong Miao said with a smile: "Come, the house is small, let's sit down in the courtyard and talk!"
"Yes!" Wang Zhenen responded, turned around and smiled at his companions: "Did you hear that? Find a place to sit and sit down!"
Everyone responded and sat down in the courtyard respectively. Murong Miao chose the stone bench next to the well and said with a smile, "Are these the people who favored you?"
"Yes, they are all my brothers. Even though they are from the market, they all have a loyal heart. As long as you say a word, they will come in water and go in fire, without any ambiguity!"
"Yes, come in water and go in fire, all you need is a word!"
"Yep!"
Facing the excited voices of everyone, Murong Miao smiled and waved his hands: "Serious words, serious words! Zhenen, are you mistaken? I just want a few people to do some small things, but you make it look like you want to kill someone. It's like setting a fire. If it continues like this, I won't dare to come to you next time!"
Wang Zhenen laughed twice and apologized. Naturally, he didn't believe Murong Miao's words. His official rank was much higher than his own. If it was an official matter, there was no need to look for him. Since he was looking for him, he had to look for him. Talking at home, it became clear that a few desperadoes were doing the shameful thing, probably not for himself, but for some big shot who couldn't come forward in person. When he thought of this, he felt hot all over his body.
Murong Miao sifted a pot of wine and asked everyone to take cups and pour it themselves. He also picked up a piece of chicken, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it: "You are either from Chang'an or from the countryside near Chang'an. You should be Are you familiar with the situation in Sanfu area?"
The visitor held the wine glass and exchanged glances with each other for a while. Someone said: "Yes, we are all from around Chang'an, and we are indeed familiar with the surrounding situation. Is there anything you want to give Captain Murong?"
"I can't tell you the instructions!" Murong Miao said with a smile: "But there is a big man who really wants someone to do something. He needs someone who is familiar with the situation around Chang'an, has a tight mouth, and is diligent in his legs. It is best to know a few words and be able to do simple things. Let’s settle the score!”
The faces of the men changed greatly when they heard this, and one of them smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Lang, you have a strict mouth and are diligent in your legs. It's no problem. Even if you kill people and set fires, you can do it. But if you can read and do arithmetic, it's hard for us!"
"Yes! If we could write and calculate, how could we end up in this situation?"
"Brother Murong!" Wang Zhenen said upon seeing this: "I have two brothers who have gone to collect accounts tonight and haven't come back yet. They two can't write, but they can recognize a few and can do calculations. How about I let them do the math?" Did someone call them here?"
"This is best!" Murong Miao smiled: "But it doesn't matter if you don't recognize it. As long as you have a strict mouth, diligent legs and feet, and are familiar with the situation around Chang'an. I will send a few people who can write and calculate to follow you. , just lead the way and ask for directions, and leave the calculations to them!"
Everyone was relieved when they heard that they didn't have to do the calculations themselves. Murong Miao asked everyone's names and copied them down. Then he let everyone drink and took five guan of money to give to everyone as pocket money. Everyone was overjoyed and thanked Murong Miao one after another, not to mention drinking and eating meat. Wang Zhenen thought more. He pulled Murong Moo aside and asked, "What is this going to do? Who is the big shot behind it?"
"Don't even ask about this. After all, when the matter is done, you will reap endless benefits!" Seeing that he was still a little uneasy, Murong Miao smiled and said, "Brother Wang, please stop thinking nonsense. This is Yu Guoyu. If it is a good thing that will greatly benefit the people, not only you and I will benefit, but your miserable brothers who are hanging around in Chang'an City will also be able to escape the sea of misery and live like human beings!"
After Wang Zhenen heard this, his uneasiness became more serious. He didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he had to suppress his worries and pretend to be happy.
The next day, Wang Zhenen's men came to Murong Miao's residence. There were eight capable young men inside. Murong Miao pointed at those young men and said: "They have been following you to do business outside in the past few days. You will be their guides." , and the matters of dealing with the locals are all left to you!"
"Mr. Lang!" The freckled-faced man asked cautiously, "May I ask, what are we going to do?"
"Of course it's an inventory of the Fubing farmland in the Guanzhong area!" Murong Miao said with a smile: "Let's find the most remote county to start!"
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Wang Wenzuo's house.
Wang Wenzuo was sitting next to the desk under the bed, writing quickly with a quill under the light outside the window. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and put down his pen in surprise: "Your Highness, why are you here? Why was no one informed? "
"I asked them not to pass it on!" Li Hong said with a smile. He curiously walked to the desk and asked while reading: "Sanlang, what are you writing?"
"Work regulations!" Wang Wenzuo replied bitterly: "Your Majesty asked me to be the envoy to watch the military, Rong, Xuanwei, etc., but there was no such officer before, so I had to start from scratch!"
"Yes!" Li Hong sighed: "This is indeed a hard job, but in the final analysis, this is to rectify the military affairs of Guanzhong Prefecture. We should first call the officials from the Ministry of War, as well as the doctors from the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Works. It’s better for a few of us to discuss it together than for you to do it behind closed doors alone, right?”
"Don't!" Wang Wenzuo quickly shook his head: "Your Highness, if you really want me to get things done, don't trick me!"
"Trick you? How could that happen?" Li Hong said with a smile: "Your Majesty has given me the task of supervising the country. The government affairs are all done to me first and then reported to him. With me supporting you, are you still afraid of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of War? Are the officials from the Ministry of Revenue in trouble?"
"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" Wang Wenzuo said with a wry smile: "Of course I know that you are definitely on my side, but don't say that you are just a prison prince now. Even after thousands of years and thousands of years, after you ascend the throne and become the emperor, you are still If you can not express your stance, it’s better not to express your stance!”
"What do you mean?" Li Hong looked confused.
"It's very simple. It's best if you don't do anything now!" Wang Wenzuo said: "It's best if everyone thinks I'm just a useless person who eats nothing. No one takes me seriously. That's the best!"
"Why? Your father and mother have entrusted you with important responsibilities and have high expectations for you. Do you just want to get away with it like this? That won't work!" Li Hong said anxiously.
"I didn't say that!" Wang Wenzuo said: "It's just that this matter really involves too many things. After I was appointed as this official by the court, everyone's eyes focused on me. As long as I cause a little trouble, everyone will Take the opportunity to give me a knife. So I can only be careful first and don't give it to others!"
"Everyone will take the opportunity to give you a blow? Why? Aren't you rectifying the military affairs of the government? This is obviously a good thing?"
"It may be a good thing for the Tang Dynasty, but it may not be for many people. Your Highness, let me ask you, it is said that the Tang Dynasty today is far more powerful than the Western Wei and Zhou Dynasties, but why did the soldiers in the Guanzhong area during the Western Wei and Zhou Dynasties They are capable and dare to fight, but now the troops in Guanzhong are depleted? Are they extremely weak?"
The typhoon made landfall in Quanzhou, what good luck!
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