Pingan Inn is located on the main transportation road leading to Qianshan. It usually has a large passenger flow, and business travelers often stay here.
In the backyard of the inn, there is a secluded courtyard with two stone lions at the door, and the door is closed.
Several people in the room had serious expressions. A rich-looking man respectfully poured tea for the five men present and then stood aside with his hands down.
If anyone outside sees it, their jaws will definitely drop. This is the big shopkeeper of Ping An Inn, and he is also a well-known figure here.
But now he was doing the work of a boy and looked very careful.
The door opened from the outside, and a man walked in against the light. He was dressed in dark clothes, tall and straight, and his aura was restrained, like a sword sheathed, but he did not dare to be ignored.
He wore an eagle-shaped mask on his face, covering half of his face. Behind him were two children of seven or eight years old, also wearing masks covering half of their faces.
Everyone in the room stood up and said, "I have met the master."
The visitor waved his hand, and he walked to the main seat and sat down, with two children standing behind him on his left and right. ?.?????.???
A low voice slowly sounded, "I have called everyone together today. There is one thing. From now on, the caravan will be taken over by the Third Young Master. You are all responsible persons in each place. In the future, you will still need your serious support. Please also pass this order to the people below. people."
After speaking, he motioned to the younger man next to him to take two steps forward.
Although he was young, he was not afraid of the stage. He took two steps forward, cupped his fists, and said loudly: "I have met you uncles."
Everyone present hurriedly stood up and said, "I have met the Third Young Master."
The man gestured to another boy next to him to take two steps forward, "This is my adopted son, Mr. Ping. He will assist the third son in managing the caravan in the future."
The boy clasped his fists and said, "I've met all of you uncles."
Everyone said in unison: "I have met Mr. Ping."
The man motioned for everyone to sit down, and then said: "The caravan will be slowly handed over to them in the future. I will hide behind. Everyone has been with me since the caravan was established. I don't need to say many words. All the rules are in place." Business as usual."
Everyone responded in unison, and no one raised any objection.
Then the man listened to everyone report their respective problems, and the two boys behind him listened carefully to their conversation and discussion. After half a day, he took the two boys out.
Follow the path, twist and turn, come out from behind a restaurant, and get on a large carriage.
This was an enlarged carriage. Zi Heng pulled off the mask on his face, and Ding Ping also took it off. The man got into the carriage behind him and signaled the coachman to continue moving forward.
"Dad, will we see the caravan stationed at the next stop?"
Along the way, whenever there was a caravan stationed there, they would meet the person in charge, and both Zizhuo and Ding Ping were used to it.
"I'll leave the unimportant things first. Let's go directly to the racecourse."
"Dad, are there many horses at the racecourse?"
Ding Changhe looked at the two of them and said, "You will know when you get there."
Then he closed his eyes to rest his mind and stopped talking.
This large carriage was specially ordered for the convenience of An Ran's return to her parents' home in Beijing. On this trip, the two children could not ride horses for a long time, so they packed the carriage out again.
It was only this time that Ding Ping came out and found out that his adoptive father also adopted many children like him. Just because he was born prematurely, without careful care, he would not have survived. In addition, his father blocked an arrow for his adoptive father, so he was brought back to Ding Mansion.
Those with good qualifications were sent to the Black Tiger Camp, while those with less qualifications helped the cavalry. Even the worst of them went to the south to help manage the industry and take care of the people they took in.
When the adoptive father came out, he said that he might take them to Jiangnan next year to inspect the property.
A few days later, they arrived at Guanshan Racecourse. Only when they arrived did Ziheng and Ding Ping realize that the sky is high and the sea is vast.
Large pastures, groups of horses, and men from outside the customs riding on horses kept shuttling back and forth.
Ding Changhe brought two children to a tent. A strong man with a big beard laughed and said, "I guessed that you would arrive in a day or two, and you were right."
Ding Changhe also laughed and punched the opponent a few times, then motioned to the two children to come forward, "Call Uncle Guan."
"I've met Uncle Guan."
Lao Guan looked at the two children up and down. They were still younger and one was a little thin.
"You've really made up your mind, but you're still a little young."
"I just want them to be exposed to it from a young age and know how heavy this burden is. I don't want to give up everything. What are I afraid of?"
Seeing that Ding Changhe had made a decision, Lao Guan said no more.
"I really didn't expect you to quit so easily. After working hard for half your life, you are really willing to let go."
Ding Changhe smiled and said, "If you don't let go, are you waiting for them to eat away at me little by little and squeeze me out of the court? I still haven't understood it after so many years. Now I can not only protect my own dignity but also give the other party a favor by stepping back." , he will no longer have an excuse to target me. And all the power in my hands will be handed over to my son's hands, and I will have nothing to lose."
"But there are a few men who don't care about power."
"The purpose of wanting power is to achieve what you have learned in your life, and to protect the whole family. This situation is very difficult now."
