"I said, old guy, you're so old, but you still do it when you ask. I'm afraid that people will say that I bully the elderly. If you dare to attack me, believe it or not, I will tell your lady and let him beat you to pieces.
Butt—Hey, you’re still not honest—"
Seeing that the old guy was not honest even under his buttocks, Wang Zi'an slapped Changsun Wuji hard on his buttocks twice.
The sound is crisp and pleasant.
Changsun Wuji was extremely ashamed and angry.
Fortunately no one saw it, otherwise this old face would really be invisible to others.
Just when he was secretly rejoicing that this place was deserted and deserted, a familiar, crisp and charming sound that made him feel like thunder suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Hey - Wang Zi'an, what are you doing -"
Changsun Wuji struggled in disbelief and turned his face, and then he saw the charming face of his niece. What made him even more excited was that beside his niece, there were several elderly people who almost made their eyes pop out.
acquaintance.
Kong Yingda, Li Junxian, and a girl covering her mouth, are they the daughters of that old man Cheng Yaojin!
At this moment, he wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground.
"What are you doing? Why don't you quickly let go of the eldest grandson - ahem, the eldest grandson's manager -"
Kong Yingda and Li Junxian quickly went up to pull Wang Zi'an away and helped Changsun Wuji up from the ground.
Changsun Wuji, looking at the sky, everyone, please pretend not to know me!
Li Junxian went up, pulled Wang Zi'an aside, secretly pointed at Changsun Wuji, who pretended not to see anyone, and asked in a low voice.
"What's going on? How come there's a fight just now -"
Wang Zi'an spread his hands with an innocent look.
"Who knows, this old guy wants to fuck me when he comes up - otherwise, do you think I am willing to bully such an old, weak, sick and disabled person -"
The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled!
Changsun Wuji almost vomited blood when he heard this. You call a vigorous and powerful person like me old, weak, sick and disabled?
But he didn't dare to interrupt. With so many people, if this bitch suppressed them in public again, he would be really shameless as a human being.
When Kong Yingda saw this situation, he was at a loss and could only make jokes.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding. It is said that we don't know each other without fighting. We will be good friends from now on——"
Changsun Wuji:......
Wang Zi’an:……
Old man, if you don't know how to break up a fight, don't do it. How did you make such a blunt turn?
Princess Changle hurriedly came to her uncle and patted the snow on Changsun Wuji's body with a worried look on her face.
"Uncle, are you injured?"
"no no--"
Changsun Wuji blushed and quickly waved his hand.
Don't tell me, he really wasn't hurt. He was really far away from Wang Zi'an these two times. He just screamed and was pushed to the ground. It was hard to get hurt...
uncle?
When Wang Zi'an paused, his eyes became a little strange.
This old guy is Princess Changle's uncle, which means...
hiss--
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but secretly take a breath of cold air. The person sitting under his butt just now was the famous Changsun Wuji.
Let me think about his current official position——
It seems to be the three divisions of Kaifu Yitong, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and the Duke of Qi...
What a pit!
For such a big official, why are you doing private interviews incognito? That's just private interviews in incognito. How can you still imitate other people's fist fights...
I accidentally hit the first person in the court, what should I do? I'm waiting online, it's very urgent!
Wang Zi'an was also a little confused.
what to do?
Of course it's a fool's errand. Even if I beat him to death today, I can't admit that the one I beat was Sun Wuji, the minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs of the current dynasty, the eldest son of the State of Qi. He said to Potian, the person I beat today was also the steward of the eldest son's family——
Thinking of this, Prince Anfu showed an angry look in his heart.
"Miss Changsun, this old man - cough, this old man is your uncle? Let me just say, how can a small steward have such confidence that he will beat someone if he disagrees - it turns out that he is
I’m still related to you—”
While Wang Zi'an was talking, he walked over and symbolically patted the snow on Changsun Wuji's body that was no longer visible.
"I said, old man, why do you think you are so angry at your age? This is because I have a good temper. If you encounter a bad temper like Guard Li, you will be beaten to death.
Looking for teeth everywhere..."
Li Junxian:......
I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!
Changsun Wuji:......
What else can I do? It would be even more embarrassing to reveal my identity!
No, wait a minute, what is this piece of shit called Changle?
The eldest grandson girl?
So, the girl he calls the eldest grandson has always been Changle, not my girl?
Changsun Wuji, who wanted to understand all this, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. He didn't know whether he should be grateful or regretful.
This bitch, although his words are irritating, is really versatile in both civil and military affairs and has a bright future. He also looks like a human and is a good candidate to be a son-in-law.
Look at that posture, this girl from Changle has already taken advantage of her.
When he thought of this, Changsun Wuji's eyes became more complicated.
We have obviously agreed with the Queen’s sister that this girl will be the daughter-in-law of our eldest grandson’s family. We haven’t even mentioned marriage yet, but our family’s head is already green...
Princess Changle and others naturally didn't know that Changsun Wuji was having so much inner drama. Seeing that he was really not hurt, and that Wang Zi'an also showed a conciliatory attitude, he immediately became happy again.
"Zian, Zian, when do you think our business will officially open?"
Princess Changle couldn't help but clenched her fists in excitement when she thought that she would soon become the owner of a coal mining company and be able to solve problems for her father.
Father will definitely praise me, right?
Maybe next time he will agree to give me this handsome little scholar to be my little chambermaid. Then I can be with him every day like my mother said...
Beautiful.
Wang Zi'an felt a chill in his crotch for no reason, and subconsciously pinched his legs.
"Let's go, let's talk carefully in the room, it's really too cold here——"
Wang Zi'an hurried back to the house at the lead.
The outside world is really too dangerous.
Our business?
Listening to Princess Changle chattering excitedly to Wang Zian about the operation of the business, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but feel something in his heart. He subconsciously took a look at Wang Zian who was walking in front. Could it be that this hateful bitch is Changle and the others?
The real person behind this business?
So, was this guy involved in the last grain industry turmoil?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
At that time, I thought it was a bit strange. The method of displaying car doors and organizing the refugees to buy food was not like the methods of His Majesty, Kong Yingda and Cheng Yaojin. It turned out to be the hand of this young man!
It's really quite a bit of a trick.
That move seemed reckless, but it was actually quite clever.
Either the aristocratic family would directly turn the tables on the emperor, or they could only endure it and at most slowly raise the price of food, otherwise there would be no way to deal with it.
Originally, raising the price of food was a way to make His Majesty and others retreat. Who knew that a group of scholars would appear out of nowhere and start a fight, causing these aristocratic families to have their arms amputated in order to save their reputation?
Self-preservation.
The Cui family also had a legitimate son.
This Wang Zi'an is really lucky!
If there wasn't an expert behind the scenes who took action against these aristocratic food companies, this piece of shit's plan wouldn't have lasted for more than a few days, and his image in His Majesty's mind would have been greatly reduced.
Changsun Wuji couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this prince An Yun Dao is really great.