Sitting opposite Wang Lang was a middle-aged man. He was not very good-looking, but his position in Situ's mansion was the closest to Wang Lang, which shows his identity.

Who is it if it’s not Wang Can?

Wang Can's literary talent can be regarded as the top in this era. With his character and beautiful stories, the aristocratic family behind him made him sit in this position.

Of course, there is still a lot of gap between Gaoping and Wang family in Donghai.

This is not based on the foundation of the aristocratic family, but on the influence in the court.

Wang Lang invited Wang Can here many times, so naturally he wanted to let Wang Can explain the meaning of the scriptures to Wang Su. Wang Can was willing to take the lead in his studies, even Wang Lang was reluctant to take the lead.

However, although Wang Can explained the meaning of the scriptures to Wang Su, he never accepted Wang Su as his disciple.

Wang Lang is still a pity for this.

If Wang Su could become Wang Can's disciple, then Wang Can's theory could naturally be part of the Wang family in the East China Sea, and the family background would be stronger.

However, Wang Lang was not in a hurry. He had time and his eldest son Wang Su was also excellent enough.

Wang Lang is very optimistic about Wang Su. The more he is optimistic about Wang Su, the more he likes Wang Su, the more angry he is at this time.

"Did you see clearly that person is Cao Zhen?"

The manager nodded and said, "There are many scholars who traveled with the husband. Those people have met Cao Zhen. Since they have said so, it proves that the man is indeed Cao Zhen."

"How can Cao Zhen capture my son?"

Wang Lang did not lower his tone when he said these words, and basically everyone present heard Wang Lang's words.

At this time, Wang Can placed his left hand under the table, and his right hand was holding a red and black wine bottle. He seemed not to care about what Wang Lang said, but his stimulating brow still showed that he cared about Wang Lang's words very much.

"I heard from these scholars that it was because the husband killed someone!"

"kill?"

Wang Lang snorted and said, "How can my son kill people? He usually can't bear to kill a dog, so how can he kill people? This is just a slanderous word from Chang'an Hou."

"But some scholars in the manor saw the man in the manor killing people with his sword?"

What?

Wang Lang felt a chill in his heart?

"They said they saw it?"

The manager nodded.

"I really saw it, and more than one."

Wang Lang glanced at the manager and said, "Who do you tell you that he saw my son kill someone?"

The manager was stunned for a moment and said, "It's all poor families, and the villains didn't remember their names."

"The poor family members were just bought by Chang'an Hou with money. This was the one who Chang'an Hou slandered my son. It was impossible for my son Wang Su to kill anyone."

Wang Lang chattered like a repeater, not because he liked to say such words repeatedly, but because he wanted to let the people present understand that Wang Su could not kill people, and even if he killed someone, it was not considered a murder.

Although this sentence is intriguing, the people present understand it very well.

Wang Lang did not admit that Wang Su killed someone, so Wang Su did not kill anyone.

This is an era when man ruled better than rule of law. There have been many times such things, so these people are also used to it.

"Go to ask for someone from the Marquis of Luoyang!"

"Korean is now in Dali Temple Prison."

Dali Temple Prison is a place where Man Chong is. This guy, Man Chong, is greedy for life and fears death, so it is so simple for him to be a person.

"Then go to Dali Temple to ask for someone."

The manager nodded, walked out of the door in small steps, and then walked quickly towards the Dali Temple Prison.

Dali Temple Prison is not much distance from Situ Mansion. Wang Lang looked at the back of the manager and felt that he would soon see Wang Su.

After giving these instructions, Wang Lang said to the people in the hall: "You don't have to be nervous about the trivial matter. Come on, let's continue to talk about Cao's affairs."

The eyes of the people in the hall were flashing, and they seemed to have their own little calculations in their hearts, but Wang Lang said this, and these people saluted Wang Lang and said with a smile: "No!"

The manager did not leave for a long time, but the news it brought was not good news.

"Master, that beloved is sick and refuses to see guests."

What a sick person!

Wang Lang didn’t know Man Chong’s thoughts.

Whether it was Wang Lang or Chang'an Marquis Cao Pi, Man Chong, dared not offend him, so taking illness was his only choice.

"This old fox!"

Wang Lang gritted his teeth and said, "Then ask for someone from the Dali Temple Chief!"

Below the Dali Temple Minister, the Dali Temple Minister was in charge. Wang Lang did not believe that the Dali Temple Minister dared to disobey his fate.

"promise!"

The manager hurried away. Looking at the manager's back, Wang Lang was no longer as calm as before.

It seems that this Chang'an Marquis is going to fight to the death with him.

And the chips are their own descendants!

What a Chang'an Marquis!

At this time, Wang Lang had no intention of continuing to discuss the details of the matter with these people. Wang Lang bowed to the people below and said, "Everyone, things have been decided like this. I don't believe that Chang'an Hou can make any other storms."

Wang Can and others stood up, bowed to Wang Lang, and said, "Okay!"

After the ceremony, these people left. In the huge lobby, Wang Lang was the only one who was packing things.

Not long after, the manager came back.

Wang Lang is good at observing his expressions. Looking at the expression on the manager's face, he knew that the news he gave him would not be good news.

"Master, the Dali Temple Chief is also sick."

Sure enough...it's not good news.

The Dali Temple Minister and the Dali Temple Minister are all sick. Who is in charge of this Dali Temple?

Now, Wang Lang also knows that sending people to Dali Temple is nothing more than being perfunctory again.

He decided to go to Dali Temple by himself.

Wang Su has a strong position in his heart. A family rarely produces a talented person. Once such a person is produced, the entire family will become more profound and stronger because of him.

In Wang Lang's heart, he was just a paver for the King of Donghai. Wang Su was the one who really made the King of Donghai even stronger.

Such a baby son, how could he put him in danger?

In his opinion, if Cao Pi put on his own way, he would use his own way to cure his body.

Does it depend on how I deal with it?

"Prepare, let's go to Dali Temple."

"The master wants to go in person?"

Wang Lang nodded.

"I don't believe that I'll go in person. The Dali Temple Minister and the Dali Temple Minister dare to pretend to be sick!"

Wang Lang silently added a sentence afterwards.

"If they dare to pretend to be sick, drag them out."

Wang Lang now has the confidence and ability.

After leaving Situ's Mansion, the group of people headed towards Dali Temple in a hurry.

But as soon as we arrived at Dali Temple, Wang Lang's brows frowned tightly.

At this time, there were a few more people at the entrance of Dali Temple, and there were not a few people from Dali Temple.

Among them, Cao Pi, the Marquis of Chang'an, seemed to be in front of these people.

Wang Lang snorted coldly in his heart, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and got off the carriage with the help of the manager.

"Cao Pi pays homage to Situ."

"We'll pay homage to Situ."

When Wang Lang saw these people saluting him, he felt sick, but it was not easy to reveal it.

"Marty Chang'an is fine."

"Wang Situ is safe."

Wang Lang hummed softly and asked, "Why don't Chang'an Marquis stay in Chang'an Marquis' Mansion, what should I do when I go to this Dali Temple?"

Cao Pi smiled softly and said, "Wang Situ is not in Situ's Mansion, what are you doing when you come to this Dali Temple?"

"This is something Chang'an Hou knew clearly in his heart."
To be continued...