Chapter 645: Patriarch Wang Who Sweeps the Floor Without Hurting the Lives of the Ants
Hangzhou Prefecture, Wang Family.
The mansion, which covers an extremely large area, is no more than a royal garden. It is magnificently restored and contains countless over-the-top buildings and specifications.
However, this is quite common for the Wang family.
Before the Great Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, the Wang family rested and recuperated here.
After the Great Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, the Wang family still rested and recuperated here.
With a legacy built over many generations, their tentacles extend to almost every aspect of the entire south, and are intricately intertwined, forming a dense network!
The power, position, fame and fortune of the entire South has been trapped, and naturally it has also trapped people!
The contemporary head of the Wang family is named Wang Zhenquan. He is already a hundred and fifty years old and has been the head of the family for more than thirty years.
As one of the most powerful people in Jiangnan, even a cough can shake the entire Jiangnan.
At this time, the head of the Wang family was sitting in the simple small hall of the circular corridor. He was wearing loose clothes and a cup of fragrant tea. He looked quite quiet and elegant.
Tap tap tap.
The sound of hurried footsteps broke into the small hall, and a middle-aged man handed a letter to him.
"Father, there is something urgent!"
Wang Zhen didn't take the letter at all. Instead, he slowly drank the fragrant tea in the cup, and then slowly said: "What a hurry! It's no use to let these trivial matters disturb my interest!"
He put down the tea cup and picked up the letter.
After just a brief glance, he threw the letter aside.
"It's just a few bandits. If you die, you will die."
To him, this was a trivial matter.
"Yes Yes……"
The middle-aged man did not dare to refute, so he could only respond.
"Oh, you are such a blind thing. How could I have a useless son like you, who only looks at these petty profits! No matter how many Japanese pirates I raise, how much money can I bring to you?"
Wang Zhenquan cursed.
The middle-aged man whispered: "When Wang Zhan was here, it was 800,000 taels per month. When Wang Zhan is gone, it is 200 taels per month." Wanliang..."
"No wonder you smell like copper lately!"
Wang Zhenquan was suffocated when he heard this. He smoothed his beard with his hand, looked at him sideways, and said, "It seems that your business is quite big!"
"Father is joking. Every family does this, not just our Wang family? I can't have a grudge against Yinzi!"
The middle-aged man cried bitterly.
"Besides, there are hundreds of bands of bandits along the coast now, and my Wang family only accounts for more than twenty of them. Others have taken over the rest. It's getting harder and harder to make money!"
It’s not hard to make money!
The real Japanese pirates have been beaten to the last few, and the remaining ones are secretly supported by people like them, and occasionally a few more will pop up!
With so many people competing for food from the same pot, how can it not be difficult?
"Okay, stop complaining to me, and clean up all your mistakes as soon as possible! The King of Yue is not a good person this time. When the time comes, if we really catch evidence of your crime, don't blame me for standing idly by."
Wang Zhen completely ignored the other party's complaints.
The middle-aged man had no choice but to retreat angrily.
The hope for help from the other party seemed to be in vain.
Wang Zhenquan looked at his back and shook his head: "It's true that mud can't support the wall! It would be great if Wang Zhan hadn't died, and there would be more people to share my worries."
Not long after, an old Taoist wearing a Celestial Master Taoist robe came in.
This person is a senior great Celestial Master in Celestial Master Tao, named Taicheng.
As soon as Taicheng Taoist came in, he said with a smile: "Master Wang's style is still the same!"
"The style is still shit."
Wang Zhenquan said dissatisfiedly, "You haven't found any results about the massacre of the city yet?"
"It's so easy to be detained here.
Such a big shit basin, I will never give up so easily! If you can't find it, don't blame me for looking for someone else!"
Wang Zhenquan threatened.
Tai Cheng Taoist shrugged his shoulders.
"Mrs. White Bones is secretly enshrined by the Wang family, but Beilin City is dominated by believers of Ying Tiandao. In addition, the Wang family has daily conflicts with Ying Tiandao. If I hadn't believed that your Wang family would not do such stupid things, I would have doubted you!"
Taicheng Taoist suddenly hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Could it be that your Wang family did it? Are you deliberately shouting here to catch the thief?"
"Fart you!"
Wang Zhenquan glared, "I can sweep the floor without hurting the lives of ants! How could you do something like massacre of the city! This will damage the moral integrity of my Wang family!"
You're not sweeping the floor anyway.
As for Yin De, how many do you really think the Wang family still has?
Taicheng Taoist secretly slandered a few words, and then said with a smile: "No, it's not, why are you so angry! Taoist, I personally went to Beilin City, and the person who took action was very clean. Even if I did a backtrace, there was no trace of it.
The child’s breath remains.”
"So, isn't it a dead account?"
Wang Zhenquan looked dissatisfied.
Unexpectedly, Taicheng Taoist shook his head: "It's not a headless account. Then there is a Bone Lady who is still alive! She is the one secretly enshrined by your Wang family..."
Wang Zhenquan grinned: "Well, you Taicheng, are you here to see me have fun?"
"How dare you do this! I'm here to give you advice!"
Old Taoist Taicheng saw the fierce light in Wang Zhenquan's eyes and waved his hands repeatedly.
"oh?"
"Judging from the experience, there are those who have the strength and the purpose to do this. They are definitely Yingtian Dao people! Otherwise, why would you choose Beilin City? It is clear that you are deliberately framing the Wang family!"
Taicheng Taoist said seriously. Wang Zhenquan squinted his eyes, still unable to hide the dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"Is this the answer Tianshi Dao gave me?"
Old Taoist Taicheng nodded and said: "This is the conclusion of Tianshi Dao. As for the evidence, if the Wang Family Master needs it, we have already prepared it."
As he spoke, he pushed his hand, and a storage bracelet appeared on the table.
Wang Zhenquan did not touch the bracelet, but looked at Taicheng Taoist.
"As expected, you are worthy of being a Heavenly Master! You are really well prepared."
"Master Wang is so complimentary. Whether you use it or not depends on you, Master Wang!"
After Taicheng Taoist said this, his figure disappeared.
As soon as he left, Wang Zhenquan's face turned completely dark.
I saw him kicking over the stone table in front of him: "You are a Tianshi Dao, do you really think that I am a fool? Are you going to drag my Wang family into the battle between you and Ying Tiandao?"
"It's not like you, the Celestial Master Dao, have never done anything about massacre of a city before! Who knows if you are deliberately trying to trick me this time!"
After scolding loudly, Wang Zhenquan's expression slowly calmed down.
"Hmph! However, no matter how cunning you are as a fox in the Heavenly Master's way, you will eat my foot-washing water this time!"
"Do you really think I will hang myself on one of your trees? Bah!"
Wang Zhenquan walked towards the back of the mansion with his hands behind his back.
Not long after, he avoided everyone's sight and appeared in an extremely quiet courtyard.
Pushing the door open, you can smell the light rosin inside.
"Amitabha, the king's benefactor came to visit me at night. I don't know why?"
An old monk with a solemn appearance was sitting on the futon. Judging from his appearance, he was clearly the mastermind behind the massacre!
He actually showed up at the Wang family!
"Master Jinghai, are there really no mistakes in the massacre of the city?"
Wang Zhenquan looked at the old monk and asked seriously.