Chapter 96 Pain does not change due to changes in person's identity

Wang Wenzhen is very energetic today.

It was him who led the troops to force Zhang Bingzhong into Xiangyang, and he also entered Zhang Bingzhong's camp alone and surrendered the giant bandit with earnest words.

With Li Hongji defeated Hancheng, the giant bandits in the world lost their former arrogance.

As long as the court continues to use Yang Sichang's strategy of "four righteous, six corners, and ten sides", pacifying the world is no longer a luxury.

Li Hongji's defeat proved that the strategy of the Minister of War of the Ming Dynasty was correct, and Zhang Bingzhong accepted the invitation to prove that Wang Wenzhen had the ability to defeat others without fighting.

After releasing the military power, Wang Wenzhen returned to Nanjing alone.

He originally wanted to perfectly end his mission this time with a situation where he would advance and a tsunami collapse when he would advance, and a tide when he would retreat.

Unfortunately, his disciples in Nanjing believed that this matter must be handled by a great man, so that they could demonstrate their reputation.

They thought that Wang Wenzhen's victory and glory were the victory and glory of the Jiangnan people, so how could they not celebrate it?

Since the Jiangnan people pacified the giant bandits in the northwest, then the money and food that the Jiangnan people invested in the northwest's bandit suppression in recent years should have a source.

After a comprehensive examination of the broken northwest, their eyes inevitably fell on Lantian County, the pearl of the northwest.

As the pearl of the northwest, Lantian County has become increasingly close to merchants in Jiangnan in recent years. Many southern merchants have promoted the prosperity of Lantian County in Jiangnan.

Whether it is Henan, Shanxi, Hebei, or Shandong, there is no place worth their efforts. Moreover, if they exploit those places too much, it is likely to cause another bad situation of refugee riots.

At this time, Lantian County looked very stable and rich. Of course, Lantian County had to compensate the people of Jiangnan for their past efforts.

Under such circumstances, controlling Lantian County, exploiting Lantian County, and dismembering Lantian County became the unanimous opinion of the people of Jiangnan.

Today, Wang Wenzhen sat in the middle hall, wearing a Taoist robe, holding a jade Ruyi in his hand, and greeted his relatives and friends from all over the world with a smile.

Elegant and indifferent...

Seeing that the guests had arrived almost the same, they were not able to see their youngest son Wang Rui and their eldest grandson Wang Tingyue.

The central hall was already full of big men from all walks of life in Jiangnan. It was too rude to not come to pay homage to the elders at this time.

Even if he made great contributions, Wang Wenzhen would never allow his descendants to show a sense of pride.

"Afu, find Jiesheng and Tingyue for me."

Wang Wenzhen suppressed his anger and said to the old servant indifferently.

The old servant replied in a low voice: "I have already gone to search for it, but I have not found any places that the two masters like to go on weekdays."

Wang Wenzhen said: "Go and look for it again!"

The old servant went down in a hurry.

Wang Wenzhen looked at the joyful appearance of the guests, and an ominous aura rose from his heart for no reason.

He couldn't help but feel a little irritated and looked far...

Through the spacious central hall, he saw a middle-aged man with a hooked nose and a fierce face standing where he could see it with his hands in his arms. When he saw him looking over, he held his fists and bowed like an ordinary person.

After the man finished delivering his salute, he squeezed out of the guest group with a smile.

Wang Wenzhen felt a hint of coldness and couldn't help but shivered. He was about to ask the servant to ask the details of the person, but found that the person was gone.

At this moment, Wang Wenzhen suddenly felt that the lively singing ceremony in the yard was far away from him.

After apologizing to the guests present, Wang Wenzhen stood up and came to the back house.

At this time, the back house was already covered with red and green, and it looked festive.

Looking at the busy old servant, Wang Wenzhen said in a deep voice: "Go and check a guest with a fierce face and a hooked nose."

The old servant smiled and said, "This guest, old slave knows that it seems to be from Guanzhong. The gift he gave is quite good. It is two sandalwood boxes. He also said that the master should open it himself. Whenever the old slave takes it seriously, there are people who pretend to be secret every year."

Wang Wenzhen said: "Take his gift over, I will check it out myself, look at the greetings and gifts, and you will know what the person who came here is."

Wang Wenzhen returned to the study room of the back house and sat down. The old servant hurried into the study room with two servants in his arms.

"Open!"

Wang Wenzhen picked up a cup of tea, and he wanted to face the gift from the mysterious man in Guanzhong with the calmest attitude.

The servants tore open the seal and opened the box. The things in the box were wrapped in red silk cloth. When the old servant lifted the silk cloth, he screamed and fell to the ground.

Wang Wenzhen looked at the box lightly. The old servant's screams could not make him feel any turbulent. The powerful people in Lantian County would definitely resist. Wang Wenzhen had long expected this.

However, when he saw clearly that his youngest son's head was put in a box, the tea bowl slipped from his hand and fell to pieces.

"ah--"

Wang Wenzhen let out a bloody howl of an old ape, staggered over in two steps, holding the head in the box and making only a scream of "ah, ah, ah" in his throat.

Twenty years of hard work were destroyed... Wang's hope of prosperity was cut off with one knife.

"What a cruel heart-"

Wang Wenzhen finally made a complete sentence out of his throat.

"My son—"

In one breath, he finally burst out from his throat. Wang Wenzhen's pain gushed out from every part of his body like a tide, and tears fell like rain.

He was so heartbroken that he almost fainted. His head was buzzing, his vision was blurred, his whole body was trembling, regret, anger, disappointment, and pain filled his whole body, and his whole body was about to erupt like a volcano.

"Who is it?"

Wang Wenzhen stood firmly with the table, staring at the head of his young son Wang Rui and asked viciously.

The old servant cried loudly, "I knew that I was a Guanzhong accent, so I sent someone to chase him."

Wang Wenzhen gritted his teeth and looked at the other wooden box. He had already had a glimmer of enlightenment. He had guessed what was in the box. He still forced himself to calm down and trembled his hands to uncover the red silk. He hoped that all his guesses were wrong.

The red silk fell to the ground, and the head of his Changsun Wang Tingyue was placed in a wooden box, with a lifelike appearance, as if he was thinking.

"ah--"

Wang Wenzhen's voice was desperate and loud.

He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell on the old servant...

When he woke up again, the sky was still falling outside the window. Wang Wenzhen pushed away his crying wife and staggered to the table. The two wooden boxes were still there, but the heads inside disappeared.

"Where is my son?"

The old wife cried and said, "I've been put into the coffin."

"Where is my grandson?"

A woman in black said sadly: "I've also entered the coffin."

Wang Wenzhen said again: "How long have I been sleeping?"

The old wife said, "It's been three days."

Wang Wenzhen slowly stood still, pushed away the old wife who was supporting him and said slowly, "Is the murderer missing?"

"Zhihe, Zhiyuan is already searching for everything, and he still has no clue yet."

Wang Wenzhen said lightly: "No need to investigate, the murderer is in Lantian County."

The old servant trembled and put a piece of paper in front of Wang Wenzhen and said, "Master, this is the word left by the murderer."

Wang Wenzhen smiled sadly and said, "I'm so powerless to bully me. They don't know what this lost and lonely bear will do!

read!"

The old servant trembled and picked up the paper and whispered: "In this Qingqiu, I heard that the prince and the prince returned home with great victory, and it will be recorded in history.

I was far away in the sky and heard that the prince was very happy and wished he could come in person. But I didn’t know what to respect to to please the prince.

I heard that the prince loved his youngest son Wang Rui very much and had great expectations for his eldest grandson, so I took the head of the prince's beloved thing to congratulate him.

If you are rude, please forgive me.

When the prince receives this great gift, he should watch it alone, and he will definitely have great surprises and should savor it carefully.

When I was about to part, I left half of the poems to be a postscript.

Come out of nowhere, and see the spring scenery of the world.

Three million jade dragons flew up, stirring up the coldness of the Zhoutian.

It melts in summer, rivers overflow, and people may become fish and turtles.

Who has ever commented on the merits and sins of Qianqiu?"

After reading the words "Liu", Wang Wenzhen did not change much.

The pain that should have been entangled in him, his flesh, his blood, and his soul, no matter how much pain there is, it cannot make him show more exaggeratedly.

So, he looked at the piece of paper and said, "The words are good!"
Chapter completed!