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Chapter 382: Pond of Power

All the way to the palace gate, Wang Xiao asked to see him.

After a while, Xiao Huangmen trotted back and said with an apologetic smile: "The prince-in-law's arrival is unlucky. Your Majesty is not in good health. Please come back..."

This was what Wang Xiao had expected. Wang Fang got the order to assassinate Wang Zhu, but he left the capital in a big way. You can imagine the anger in Emperor Yanguang's heart because he would not see him.

He then bowed respectfully in the direction of Qianqing Palace.

When he stood up again, he saw Qian Chengyun walking towards him. The two looked at each other and nodded knowingly.

"I guess Mr. Qian is impeaching me again today?"

Qian Chengyun cupped his hands and said in a strange tone: "I'm just doing this to report to the Duke. When the prince-in-law mobilized officers and soldiers last night, was there an order from our Ministry of War? If not, he would have committed a serious crime."

Wang smiled and said: "It was urgent at that time, and I am here to make up for it now."

"This is against the rules..."

After exchanging a few words with each other, Wang Xiao generously entered the public house where the money was transported by the Ministry of War.

After they sat down respectively, Qian Chengyun said with a smile: "The overall situation of epidemic prevention in the capital has been decided, but the prince-in-law seems unhappy?"

"It's a long road, but we've just taken one step. There's nothing to be happy about." Wang Xiao asked, "How did your father react?"

"Your Majesty has already reacted." Qian Chengyun said calmly: "Fortunately, I still have your Majesty's trust."

"You're not bad." Wang Xiao praised him and asked, "What about other matters in the court?"

"Lu Zhengchu submitted his resignation again today, and His Majesty agreed."

"accepted?"

"According to reports from the north, Jiannu will send troops to join the invaders next month..."

The two talked in a low voice for a long time, and Wang smiled and said: "If you contact Lu Zhengchu again, I will give him this year's Liao salary, but I want a position as the commander-in-chief of Shanhaiguan..."

After a while, Qian Chengyun finally reminded: "When King Qi's position as crown prince is decided, our alliance with Zuo Jinglun will come to an end. The prince-in-law must make preparations early."

"I see."

Wang Xiao stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Has anyone ever thrown feces outside your door?"

Qian Chengyuan was startled, then stroked his beard and said: "There is no feces. Twelve years ago, someone threw pickled feces into the official residence several times... That year, when the official first arrived at the Ministry of Punishments, he handled a case and was misunderstood. From then on, his reputation became bad. Fortunately, he later lived up to his reputation as a low-ranking official."

"How did you prevent yourself from throwing pickled fish?"

"Someone dares to do this just because he thinks no one can find him. If he finds him and kills him, he will be clean."

Wang Xiao laughed at himself and said to himself: "It's just a little thing."

"What I'm afraid of is over and over again." Qian Chengyun sighed: "This is the difficulty of being a good person in the Chu Dynasty. Officials have to stick to their heart. It's easy every month. But over time, there will be some mistakes. It’s a discouraging time.”

He twirled his beard and muttered softly: "Slowly, the prince-in-law will realize that the faces of the people in this world are actually... very annoying. They are greedy, selfish, ignorant and cunning. They follow the wind and rain. If someone incites them, they will swarm them."

Wang Xiao was stunned.

What surprised him was not Qian Chengyun's words. Instead, he found that he actually felt a little...pleasure.

Aren’t those people just annoying?

But he clearly understood that this was an overstatement.

But at this moment...it is pleasure.

Wang Xiao suddenly shook his head and stepped back.

He has always been confident that he can use good money to support this traitor. If he knows how to employ people, he can make the traitor do good things.

Unexpectedly, Qian Chengyun's words now seem to drag him one step further into the abyss of power...

Wang Xiao said no more, and walked out of the Ministry of War under various looks of contempt, anger, and flattery, and led Zhuang Xiaoyun all the way out of the city.

Suddenly, rotten vegetable leaves flew over and were photographed by Zhuang Xiaoyun with a scabbard.

Wang Xiao turned around and saw a rickety old woman on the side of the road carrying a basket of rotten vegetables, staring at him with hatred.

"Traitor! Just because of you, my food is ruined. Damn it! I won't survive anyway... If you have the ability, come and kill me, an old woman."

Zhuang Xiaoyun said angrily: "Didn't you receive the relief food?! Otherwise, where would you have the strength to throw things away?"

"That's...that's the food distributed by His Highness Prince Qi!"

Someone responded and said, "Yes, I heard that the traitor forced His Highness last night..."

Zhuang Xiao was lucky enough to draw the sword, but he hesitated when he saw the old woman's miserable appearance, so he turned to look at Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao said lightly: "Can you really kill her?"

Zhuang Xiaoyun was stunned.

"Let's go."

As we continued forward, more and more people started throwing things at us, and it gradually became a situation where everyone was shouting and fighting.

Arriving at the Beijing Suburban Industrial Park like this, seeing Zhuang Xiaoyun looking depressed, Wang Xiao smiled again and said: "It doesn't matter, it can no longer affect the overall situation."

"But……"

"It's no big deal. If you can stop people's mouths, can you stop their hearts?" Wang Xiao said this and went directly into the public room.

Zhuang Xiaoyun looked at Wang Xiao's back and suddenly felt that his words and deeds today looked more and more like Wang Zhu, looking aloof and unhappy.

Fu Qingzhu has not recovered yet and is inconvenient to step forward as a director. Most matters in the industrial park are temporarily taken over by Wang Zhen, but when it comes to big decisions or some new technologies, Wang Xiao can only handle them by himself.

Among them, those small inventions and creations are nothing more than tedious and boring things. Wang Xiao only knows the general principles. He can talk about as much as he knows. The rest can only be left to the craftsmen to explore on their own.

This type of technological innovation is mostly a matter of trial and error. Sometimes after a busy day, it can be said to have made great progress, or it can be said to have made no progress at all.

But when I came here today, the atmosphere was a little different.

Everyone acts softly and speaks cautiously.

Wang Xiao could feel that everyone in the industrial park treated him respectfully, but with a hint of fear.

It was as if he was afraid that he would chop off someone's head if he said something inappropriate.

When night fell and the long and boring working hours were almost over, Wang Xiao went to Wang Zhen's apartment and asked, "Brother, are you going back to Beijing together?"

Since tomorrow is the memorial day for his late mother Su, Wang Xiao knew that Wang Zhen would definitely return to the Wang family tonight.

Wang Zhen raised her head and glanced at Wang Xiao, thought for a moment, then said with a smile: "Third brother, please go back first, I will deal with some things."

"Okay, I'll ask Zhuang Xiaoyun to escort the elder brother later."

Seeing Wang Xiao's figure retreating, Wang Zhen sighed, hugged her head, and lay on the table.

He really didn't want to go the same way as Wang Xiao today.

He didn't know why he was like this, but when this day came every year, he really... didn't want to see his brother.

I still remember that on the ninth day of November of that year, after the midwife’s words, “It’s the older one, it’s the younger one,” followed by the mother’s painful cry, “Save my child.”

After many years, thirty-year-old Wang Zhen suddenly cried like a child again.

For a long time, he murmured alone in the room: "Mom, fortunately Xiao'er is the one who is most like you now..."

It's night, No. 66 West, Jiuxue Lane.

Wang Xiao became a little disappointed when he found that none of the Qin siblings were there.

Qin Xuance buried several jars of wine underground. Wang Xiao dug out a jar, poured a bowl for himself, and handed it to Geng Dang.

Geng Dang swallowed, but finally shook his head.

"I won't drink, I want to protect the consort."

"I won't get lost this time."

"Then I must also fulfill my duties faithfully."

"Fuck you."

It may not necessarily be said that things have changed, but in the end, he had no choice but to bury Qin Xuance's wine back for him again.



Then, Wang Xiao walked to the front yard of East No. 7, looked at the big copper lock in front of the door, thought for a while, took out an ugly purse from his arms, and took out the key from the purse.

Everything in the house remains as before.

He did not light a candle and sat alone in the room for a while.

"Qianqian, people used to call me a traitor, but I didn't care because I know I'm not a traitor. But now I'm not sure anymore..."

"I look forward to the day when your rebel army can really pacify the world and give me soft food to eat..."

"Actually, what I like best is the time when I have dementia. At that time, only you knew the secret..."

The moon moves and its shadow moves.

Wang Xiao suddenly saw a letter lying in front of the window sill.

When I opened it and looked at it, I couldn't say much more in the letter. There were only two lines.

Wang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and finally laughed sincerely.

Through the beautiful small characters on the paper, he seemed to see Tang Qianqian's smiling face.
Chapter completed!
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