Chapter 433 I Want to Take Another Room

Dong Ping is a seven-foot-tall, majestic-looking, righteous and strong man. He has a handsome appearance and a dignified appearance. He has broad shoulders and a thick body, long arms, and a general's belly that represents strength.

He is the military commander of Yunzhou, one of the senior military officers stationed in Yunzhou, in charge of thousands of troops. Although Wu Song is the commander of the wing army, he is also under his control and has some power.

Of course, in an era like the Song Dynasty, the power in the army does not represent its social status. Such a military commander with military power, if he is high-ranking, he can only be scolded by the magistrate of Yanggu, and he dare not talk back. Although his official rank is higher than that of the magistrate of Yanggu, he dares to be angry but dares not speak. If he is replaced by a civil servant of the same level, he dares not be angry. This is the reality.

Then facing the big official who can directly meet the emperor, Dong Ping is more cautious. Although he looks upright, he reveals flattery at a glance.

After taking a sip of tea, the senior official smiled at the two-gun general who was sitting on pins and needles and smiling: "Erlang said you want to join Wang."

"Yes, senior official. I have heard that you are wise and polite, do good deeds, and are known for your wisdom. To be honest with you, I have been to Yanggu County before, but compared with now, it is really a different city. In terms of the prosperity of the market, it is even better than the Dongping Prefecture government office. The people here live and work in peace and contentment, and their lives are rich. , this is all the work of the great official. With this ability to govern the country, the great official is an idle landlord in Yanggu County, which is really a disgrace to the great official. The current emperor is diligent in governing and has a good eye for people. It is not a problem for the great official to become a general or a prime minister in the future. "

This is a nonsense without knowing the inside story. If Zhao Ji really wanted him to do something, it would not be a problem to give him a fellow Jinshi as a county magistrate this time. At worst, he could go to the Western Army to fight Xixia. Of course, Dong Ping didn't know the relationship inside, so he just flattered him.

Wang Yan nodded and accepted the meaningless flattery, and said lightly: "Wang had expressed his intention to get close to you before, but you rejected my kindness. I don't know why you took the initiative to find me now?"

"In the past, I didn't recognize the great man, and I didn't see the ability of the great official. Although I am a soldier, I am also brave and ordinary people look down on him. Now the great official is rich and powerful, and he has been summoned by the current emperor. He has a bright future..."

Wang Yan waved his hand to interrupt him, no longer listening to his flattery, and asked directly: "What do you want from me?"

Seeing that the great official gave in, Dong Ping, who had only done a small part, suddenly raised his buttocks and bowed: "It's up to the great official."

Looking at the long bow of more than 90 degrees, Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, and his flexibility was quite good. Didn't kneel on one knee for the sake of the little face in his heart?

Now the governor named Cheng Wanli has not come yet, and no one knows what Dong Ping has done. Moreover, he is indeed a martial artist and has a good position. If someone takes the initiative to seek a career, then of course it is fine. There is no reason to refuse.

As the introducer, Wu Song was also on the side, chewing the bitter tea leaves in his mouth. He chewed tea leaves because his wife did not allow him to drink recently, and he was a drunkard. Whenever he drank something, whether it was water or tea, he would think about drinking some wine. At this moment, looking at his superior, he curled his lips and looked down on him. He was spineless.

The elder did not speak, just quietly watching Dong Ping bow. After a long while, he drank a cup of tea, and then knocked on the table: "Okay, sit down."

"Thank you, elder." Dong Ping stood up and wiped the sweat from his head, and sat down carefully again. God knows what he had just endured. The elder's power was too great, and he was so frightened that he dared not breathe.

"The situation on the Song-Xia border is tense, and the fighting there is the most intense. There is an opportunity to make merit and be promoted. I have some contacts with the Qingjian Zhong family, and I can recommend you to be a commander there. But now you are in charge of thousands of imperial guards, and your life is safe and there is no danger. But in the Western Army, you can only lead 500 soldiers and horses, and you have to fight on the battlefield. I wonder if you are willing to go?"

Dong Ping's face changed a little. He didn't expect the official to send him directly to the front line. Of course, he was not afraid, but in comparison, he still wanted to stay here. After all, life is safe and there is nothing to do. He thought the official would make some arrangements to make him a general in charge of a group of troops, but he didn't expect to send him directly to the battlefield. But now that things have come to this, there is no reason for him to refuse.

"I am willing to go. If you want me to go, there must be a reason. I am willing to serve you."

Wang Yan nodded and said, "Since you are willing to go, then it's settled. If there is nothing else, go and have a drink with Wu Song. I have something important to do, so I won't stay with you."

Dong Ping quickly stood up and bowed again: "Thank you, sir."

Wang Yan waved his hand and looked at Wu Song, who was happy to drink and reluctant to accompany Dong Ping. He smiled, turned around and walked out with his hands behind his back, and returned to the study in the west room of the main house to write a letter.

There were two letters in total, one for the Zhong family and the other for the chief officer of the East and West Roads in Beijing. Two things were mentioned, one was to transfer Dong Ping to the Western Army, and the other was to let Wu Song be promoted to the military commander of Yunzhou...

Dong Ping was quite sensible and didn't say anything else. If he refused, Dong Ping would have to be a soldier in less than a month. He didn't think much of Dong Ping, after all, he had no character. He defrauded the city gate, killed the whole family, and married the daughter of another man. This is really unacceptable. How can such a person accomplish great things? If this guy saw the great things that the senior officials were doing, he would choose to betray them nine out of ten times.

But after all, people still have the courage and can use it, so there is no reason not to use it. Now that the Western Army is fighting for life and death, he can get a few more people to serve as his subordinates and quietly infiltrate, which is good.

The main reason is that the time is too short. He is still in the initial stage. His power looks very big, but in fact it is very weak. The business mainly relies on the output of Wangjiazhuang. Although there are industries outside, most of them rely on money and are far from taking root. If it really wants to become solid, it will take several years of accumulation. Relying on the fresh products that are beyond the times, they make a lot of money, and their influence becomes deeper and stronger as time goes by.

After writing two letters and giving them to his subordinates for delivery, Wang Yan swayed around the village with his hands behind his back, inspecting various properties.

After more than a year, Wangjiazhuang is no longer the village with only a few dozen households.

Because the ever-expanding various industries have brought about a large demand for labor, and the benefits and benefits provided by high-ranking officials have always been very good, the jobs here are naturally very popular, and people flock to them.

Although Wangjiazhuang is still a village, it has various products produced by itself, as well as a department store and supermarket specially opened by senior officials, as well as other assisted living places.

The school in the village is now getting bigger and bigger, and not only the children of Wangjiazhuang are studying here, but also the children of nearby Zhuangzi are sent here to study. I can't help it, the school is too good. There are more than a dozen teachers who teach, and they hold several classes separated by age and academic level. They detail the Four Books and Five Classics, teach them in stages, and eat meat every meal. Free teaching is provided for children who have settled in Wangjiazhuang. Children from outside can enter the school as long as they pass the exam. Only ordinary students are accepted, and those from poor families are not even accepted. Children from rich families want to get in, but they can't do it even if they fail the exam and spend money.

In addition, Wang Yan has always encouraged settling down in Wangjiazhuang, and he also handles the taxes related to various exploitations on his behalf. Although he has to pay them, the total amount is much less, and he will definitely not be reduced to a newborn child. Just kill him, that's great. And here, no matter men, women, old or young, no one is idle at all, everyone is arranged to work. With a job, a good school, less taxes, more income, and a good quality of life, the scale of Wangjiazhuang will naturally grow.

Various factories were built five miles away from Wangjiazhuang. The newly moved families built their houses on the flat land along both sides of the small river in the village, stretching to the foot of the mountain. Every household raised chickens and ducks. Goose, dog, pig and sheep are considered well-off.

Most of the people who have moved here are proletarians from Yanggu County. In one year, they will be from the surrounding areas of Yanggu. In two years, they will be from the entire Song Dynasty.

Of course he couldn't do that. After all, if Wangjiazhuang grew to that extent, his influence would be too great. His plan is to spread out the industry and strive to have Wangjiazhuang in the north and south of the country. After all, although the power is still the same when gathered in one place and dispersed, the senses are still much different, so you won't be too afraid. On the other hand, many things are penetrated simultaneously, so that one point leads to the other. Until then, clean up the old mountains and rivers...

After dinner, in the main room, Wang Yan teased the little one as usual. Jin Lian, who was making clothes, turned her head from time to time to glance at the playful father and son, and then continued her needlework happily.

The daily life of ancient times is very harmonious and beautiful, but it will always be broken.

"Lady."

"Official?"

The senior official turned to look at her: "I would like to have another concubine."

As soon as she finished speaking, Pan Jinlian let out a cry of pain. It was because she accidentally pricked her finger with a needle, and blood instantly flowed out. She wrapped the blood on her fingers and said in a low voice: "The slave family is just a concubine. If an official wants to take another concubine, there is no need to talk to the slave family."

Of course this is just an angry comment. Do women always mean what they say? Of course, it cannot be said that it is only women, but everyone has this problem. It's just that when it comes to matters between men and women, women's duplicity is more prominent.

"When you came here, I told you that I had no intention of becoming a wife within a few years. Originally, Uncle Fu heard about this woman and wanted to be his wife. He just considered you, so he made her his concubine. She When she enters the Wang family, she is equal to you. She has to call you sister when she enters the door. "

He spoke of Jin Lian as being very important, and spoke of the new concubine in a very high light, lowering Jin Lian's expectations and making her more accepting. It is the art of speaking and the art of lying.

In fact, he didn't have to talk much to Jin Lian, she was just a concubine and had no human rights. Although it is said that the status of women in the Song Dynasty was good, it was only for ordinary people. In a family like his, that of Wang Daguanren, what status does a woman have? There are so many things. It's just that the high officials take care of her and love her, and don't want their own family to be uneasy.

There were tears in Jin Lian's eyes, which were as watery as a pitiful kitten: "The slave family is not ignorant. The Wang family has such a rich family and the population is not prosperous. The officials must have more children to inherit the family. What's wrong with the slave family?" I will blame my husband. Officer, it’s late at night, go to bed early, the slave family wants to give the officer another son..."

Noisy didn't solve the problem. On the other hand, between the beds, she also felt that she was powerless and that the official couldn't be happy. She was fighting with her hands and mouth.

Of course, the main reason is that she has no choice. As a woman with no support, what else can she do...

In Hujiazhuang, Hu Cheng looked at the letter in his hand with a frown on his face.

What does the letter say? Wanting the daughter of his Hu family, the little sister he has loved since childhood, to become someone's concubine? Or was it written by a butler? It's so deceiving...

Hu Cheng calmed down. After all, with Wang Yan's all-powerful power, what's wrong with bullying their Hu family? And to be honest, he originally wanted his younger sister to marry Wang Yan, which was marrying up. Now that he wrote back and wanted his younger sister to be a concubine, he was angry at first. But the second time, he studied the benefits of being a concubine.

Although their Hu family is closely related to the nearby Zhujiazhuang and Lijiazhuang, there have been many dirty things in the three families over the years. Among the three families, Zhujiazhuang is the strongest. When it gets angry, it can pull out 3,000 adult males, including guards and tenants. Their Hu family only has 1,800 people, and their combat effectiveness is still far behind, so they have suffered a lot of grievances.

But with Wang Yan's strong financial resources and the terrifying network of relationships that he has made up with money, let alone Yang Jian, a great eunuch, can intimidate many people with just one name when he comes to Jingdong Road. How powerful are the others that he doesn't know about.

Once the Hu family and Wang Yan are related, then with such power and the opportunity to participate in Wang Yan's business, the Hu family will rise to the top. At that time, the Zhu family? The Li family? It's nothing.

He gritted his teeth. This is a major event related to the future of the family. Even if he loves his younger sister, he can't be vague at this time. And women have to get married. In comparison, the third son of the Zhu family is not even worthy of carrying Wang Yan's shoes. And Wang Yan is so powerful. If it were someone else, he would have a bunch of women long ago, but until now, he only has one concubine, and the concubine is living a good life.

He had inquired about it. The concubine named Pan Jinlian lived a very good life. She didn't care about showing her face and going wherever she wanted. It was obvious how much Wang Yan loved her. Although his younger sister was three points less beautiful than her, she was still incomparable to ordinary people. I think she would never be wronged if she became his concubine. Besides, Wang Yan's reputation for martial arts was known to all Song Dynasty. His younger sister was better at fighting than his elder brother, so they were compatible and there would be no problem.

Of course, he convinced himself. At this time, he had to agree no matter what. If he had been treated badly in the past, it would be fine. If he sacrificed his younger sister in exchange for the prosperity of the family, it would be a win no matter how you look at it.

After convincing himself, Hu Cheng slapped his thigh, got up and left to find his father.

Sanniang had to go or not. She was determined to be a concubine, and she could not be willful...

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