Wang Gui walked in front and sang from a distance: "Mr. County Master, the distinguished guest is here."

The middle-aged man was excited and looked over here, then quickly walked forward and said, "It's useless to welcome guests in so long! I'll neglect the guests and I can't spare you!"

Wang Gui nodded repeatedly, bowed and retreated aside, revealing Changsun Hong behind him.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up and took them a few steps. He looked up and down carefully, and praised him with a slight praise: "I have grown up and grown up. Time flies so fast. Back then, my knees were tall, and now I am so handsome and tall, so fast!"

Changsun Hong was about to bow and salute, but he couldn't help but be confused when he heard this.

Have you seen me?

I have never heard of a county magistrate coming to Lijia Village. Where have you seen me?

The middle-aged man held Changsun Hong's shoulder with both hands, touched and pinched intimately, and kept praising him: "He has a strong body and a delicate face. He is obviously a man with both civil and military affairs. He will definitely have a future in the future. The talents of the Song Dynasty have withered, and his nephew has great potential!"

Changsun Hong was completely stupid. When did I become your nephew? He stood there blankly, opening his mouth and didn't know what to say.

The middle-aged man took his hand and kept bringing it to the yard and into the moon gate. There was a big garden inside. Autumn chrysanthemums were in full bloom and the fragrance of flowers was everywhere. A flower hall appeared on one side in the fragrance, built elegantly and quiet, with a unique charm.

The middle-aged man brought Changsun Hong into the flower hall and turned around and shouted to Wang Gui: "What are you doing when you are standing there? Why don't you ask the servants to pour tea?"

Wang Gui agreed and left in a flash.

The fragrance of books flows in the flower hall, with a desk and a few chairs. The bookshelf of the room stands against the wall, and the shelves are piled up with books. On one empty wall, there is a long sword hanging with a sword sheath inlaid with gold and jade. You can tell at a glance that it is very expensive.

"Sit down quickly, nephew." The middle-aged man sat down with Changsun Hong. He did not sit in the main seat behind the desk, but instead sat next to Changsun Hong, not respecting himself as the magistrate of a county.

Changsun Hong came to his senses a little at this moment, and guessed the reason why the county magistrate attached so much importance to him. He sighed in his heart and said to him with a smile: "Mr. County Master..."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and interrupted him: "Don't be polite, there are no outsiders here, just call you and my uncle and nephew. My surname is Wang Xuejin, just call me Uncle Wang. You don't know, I am Weng Wei's disciple."

"I think that when Wei Weng was the country's important weapon, he was in charge of the four routes of Sichuan. He was so glorious. My little county magistrate was also taken care of by him during his administration and asked the Ministry of Personnel for help. Wei Weng had the kindness of knowing me. In the capital, I had the fate to meet Wei Weng once. My nephew was just a child playing in front of the hall. He was not as tall as he is now, but Wei Weng was full of energy and a hero at the time. Now he was framed by villains and demoted to live in leisure. This is the loss of the Song Dynasty. It is a loss."

He had a smile on his face, he hesitated for a moment, and asked without changing his face: "Weng Wei's letter only said that his nephew was coming, and he did not specify his name. I wonder what his nephew's title is?"

Changsun Hong was so amazed and laughed. He thought that the county magistrate was really an old official. Before he even knew his name, he called him a nieces and nephews intimately. He just now told me that he had seen me when he was a child. I don’t even know where my name was. I don’t even know where my nephews you saw? I don’t know whose child you said, so I will not be afraid of flashing my tongue if you recognize it casually?

He complained in his heart, but he answered respectfully: "Yes, Uncle Wang, the boy has a more surnamed Changsun, and his single name is Hong."

"Oh?" County Magistrate Wang Xuejin's eyes turned and he turned his head: "I don't know what the eldest grandson nephew is, how do you call Weng Wei?"

Changsun Hong knew that he was going to touch his own background. Wei Leweng's letter was written vaguely, just saying that there was a son and nephew of his family who was diligent and studious, motivated and hardworking, and specially introduced it to his colleagues to take care of him. He did not express his name, nor did he say anything about his son and nephew. So Wang Xuejin only knew that he was Wei Leweng's person, but he couldn't figure out who he was.

This question is very important to people in the officialdom. The relatives and children are very different from those of the disciples, so this question is.

Changsun Hong's mind turned around and silently said: Congratulations to Old Man Wei, let you take advantage of me. He raised his head, changed into a solemn expression, and said seriously: "He is my uncle."

"Ah!" Wang Xuejin stood up suddenly, his eyes shining brightly, and his smile on his face became even stronger. He said in surprise: "It's indeed a nephew! When we were in Beijing, we met together. Today, we did not admit our mistakes. Nephew, we have grown up!"

Changsun Hong looked at his pretended enthusiastic face and was about to vomit overnight dinner. He forced himself to hold back his disgust and said happily: "Uncle Wang is still as handsome as before, but he is still energetic."

Wang Xuejin waved his hand: "Oh, my dear nephew doesn't know. Uncle Wang is concerned about the country and is busy with the county affairs. He is much older and not as good as that of the past."

He sat down again and said to Changsun Hong with concern: "Compared with me, Weng Wei is old and should take care of it carefully. I wonder how well Weng Wei was demoted to Jingzhou? How was he living? I wanted to go over and see him, but because of the many mundane tasks, I can't get rid of myself, and I really can't leave."

"Uncle is in good health, thank you for your concern." Changsun Hong laughed inwardly. This hypocrite said with great utmost. He just saw that Wei Leweng lost his power and did not want to go to this muddy water. He was worried that the officialdom would be repeated. He would be demoted today and would be appointed tomorrow. It might not be necessary for the official position to be higher. Therefore, Wang Xuejin treated himself well like this, but wanted to set up Wei Leweng's current ideas and plans. If he still had ambitions, he could continue to flatter him.

Sure enough, Wang Xuejin immediately asked, "It's great, alas, Weng Wei was demoted, and his colleagues in the court were talking about it. It was unfair, but the official issued an imperial edict, and no one could do it. However, Weng Wei's reputation spread throughout the world and his political achievements were revealed in the world. Everyone saw it. The official will not know that sooner or later he will live in the temple, right?"

Facing his inquiring gaze, Changsun Hong sat upright and nodded seriously: "Uncle Wang's words are reasonable."

In history, Wei Leweng was indeed reinstated a few years later and was promoted to the position of Privy Council, and was appointed as the prime minister, taking on the important task of resisting Mongolia.

However, Changsun Hong did not agree or object to what he said, so Wang Xuejin could think about it himself.

Wang Xuejin blinked his eyes, wondering what he thought of, and was surprised and said repeatedly: "It's really like this? It's so good. I knew that Weng Wei had already seen through the officialdom for a long time. Wang was too worried, too much."

He smiled happily, as if he was about to promote it. Changsun Hong looked at him with great interest and smiled slightly, like a monkey performing a circus.

He decided to add some more materials to the happy Wang Xuejin, so he leaned over and whispered: "Actually, the official family couldn't bear to move this time, but when he was angry, he had already spoken and it was difficult to take it back. He secretly gave his uncle a golden belt to comfort him."

"Golden, gold belt?" Wang Xuejin shouted, his face changing with surprise: "Isn't that the prime minister only received the gift? The government did this... Could it be..."

Changsun Hong looked at Wang Xuejin with a meaningful look.

Wang Xuejin slapped her in the face and suddenly realized that the word "Oh~~" popped out of her throat involuntarily.

In fact, a twelve-year-old boy talked with an adult man who had been a county magistrate for several years. Wang Xuejin should have taken the initiative. Unconsciously, Wang Xuejin was led by Changsun Hong, which was very strange.

A little maid outside the door walked into the door with two cups of tea. Wang Xuejin didn't wait for her to approach, so he went over and continued, urging in his mouth: "Go, go and cook two more bowls of bird's nest. It's late at night, and the nephew Changsun needs to drink some warm warmth."
Chapter completed!