I promise

Chapter 418

For the aristocratic family, if the prestige is too high, the monarch fears it.But losing prestige means death and disintegration.

How could Wen Heng not understand this truth.

"Mr. Chang said that he is just a doctor, which is too modest."

Wen Heng smiled and said: "Master's kindness, I am very grateful, but," he paused for a moment, his words were slightly condensed: "The Wen family does not lack these tens of millions of stones of food."

The Wen family didn't lack food, what they lacked was a good opportunity to intervene logically without seeming utilitarian.

In the city of Chuzhou, which must be called Chang now, he needs the withdrawal of Chang Jiabao and the help and assistance of Chang Qianfo.

Chang Qianfo smiled and said: "That's natural. Starting tomorrow, Changjiabao will remove the porridge sheds one by one on the grounds of food shortage. As for how the Wen family will take over, it depends on the owner's wishes. If Changjiabao's cooperation is needed, Chang should try his best.

In addition, there is still some grain in the warehouse of Huairentang, if the owner of the house has difficulty in turnover, no matter if he needs food or money, he can just send someone to let him know. "

As long as it is the Wen family who take the lead, the credit will fall to the Wen family in the end, and they are not afraid to contribute some money and food.

Wen Heng smiled and said: "If so, I thank you here now."

Chang Qianfo smiled modestly: "It's a little effort."

Wen Heng ate half a cup of tea, then held the fishing rod in his hand, looking out of the window with a relaxed expression.

On the other side, there are patches of pomegranate trees, which are in the flowering period, like clouds and brocades, reflected on the swaying lake, like fire clouds burning underground.

"I heard that Master Su Hongyu is going to hold a banquet in the government office tomorrow to raise food, and invited rich and small businessmen from Chuzhou City to attend. I really didn't expect that,"

Wen Heng smiled lightly: "Master Su admires the wind in the forest, and hates mundane affairs the most. Now he actually has this ambition."

In the words, there is a meaning.

The four surnames of the Su family were the least prominent in Jiankang.However, in order to seize power, the current emperor intends to suppress the Fangrong family. In order to prevent the recurrence of the past, he is also quite afraid of the Ning family.

Under such circumstances, the Su family, who has no soldiers and no power, seems to have become the most popular family in Beijing.

On the surface, the famous and famous families have nothing to do with each other, but in fact they compete secretly, and they never stop fighting.

Wen Heng and Su Hongyu helped the disaster at the same time, and Su Hongyu took charge of the affairs. The Wen family didn't have to overwhelm the Su family, but they couldn't lose too badly.

Chang Qianfo not only burns Su Hongyu's stove, but also sells Wen's, so he has a good plan.

Chang Qianfo just pretended that he couldn't understand the meaning behind his words, and said with a light smile: "Master Su is seeking the well-being of the people, which is the luck of the people of Chuzhou and the blessing of the imperial court."

His tone was exactly the same as that of Wen Heng.

Wen Heng smiled and said nothing more.

Suddenly, there was a ripple on the surface of the lake, and the fishing rod picked out of the window trembled violently.

Wen Heng stood up, unhurriedly reeling in the line, driving the silver-white ripple from far to near, and jerked the fishing rod, a lively carp leaped onto the floor, slapped its tail and danced wildly, dyed gold. There was a puddle of fishy wet water on the brick floor.

"Wishers take the bait." Wen Heng said with a big laugh.

Between the opening and closing of the movements, there is a bit less calm and elegant, and a bit of the heroic posture of pointing mountains and rivers.

This is the deal.

Chang Qianfo wanted to save the people of a city, but he didn't want to get dirty.What Yingshuiwen's family wanted was this fishy and fragrant taste.

A boy in brocade clothes came in with a bucket, hooked the fat carp, and threw it into the bucket.There is water in the bucket, swimming four or five carps, two herrings, and one red carp with a raised mouth. Because they are carefully raised, they are huge and plump, and they are very pleasing to look at.

"We can have a whole fish feast tonight." The little boy said happily.

Wen Heng smiled without saying a word, put on the bait, threw the fishing line out of the window, and said: "The fish in this lake are taken care of by an old servant. The old man has raised fish for decades, and the feeding method is different from that of other people. It’s different, the meat of the raised fish is plump and tender. If you two don’t dislike it, why don’t you stay and try it?”

Mu Dianke's expression moved slightly, and Chang Qianfo saw that she was unwilling, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the kindness of the Patriarch. It's just that there are so many things in the hall, and I can't get away, so I have to regret it."

"It's okay." Wen Heng's expression remained the same, his eyes swept over Mu Dianke vaguely, and said with a light smile: "There will be opportunities in the future."

Seeing that Wen Heng had a visitor, the little boy didn't stay there for a while, and went out with the wooden bucket.

Chang Qianfo sat down for a while, then got up to say goodbye.

He could tell that Mu Dian didn't like Wen Heng very much, which probably had something to do with her upbringing.

Compared with people like Wen Heng who have the dangers of mountains and rivers in their hearts, the austerity of the city in their chests, and who are full of thought in every word and smile, Mu Dian seems to like those who are simple in mind and have no calculations.

Chang Qianfo sometimes thought, there are so many outstanding men around Mu Dianke, why is he the only one who is favored?Maybe it's because he was tempted at the beginning, he was all passionate and never calculated?
The steward surnamed Wen went back and forth, leading the two of them out of the Wen residence.

"On Wen Heng's desk, there are characters written by Yueting." After getting on the horse, Mu Dianke frowned slightly and said.

Chang Qianfo was slightly stunned: "Do you recognize Miss Mu's handwriting?"

Mu Dianke was only eight years old when he left Luoyang. Even if he remembered Mu Yueting's handwriting, Mu Yueting's handwriting had already changed after so many years.

Mu Dianke said: "On the day I was hunted down, I passed the Wind and Rain Tower, and happened to meet her selling calligraphy to raise funds there. I saw someone holding her calligraphy. One is exactly the same, it should be right."

Chang Qianfo was silent for a moment, then said: "I met Su Hongyu when I went to the government office to meet her. She came to Chuzhou from Jiankang together with Su Hongyu. I thought about it for a while, what happened in the hall I'll talk to you when I'm done."

Chang Qianfo didn't say it, and he had his own reasons for not saying it.

It was as if he received the pair of broken shoes of unknown origin, no matter how angry he was, he never forgot to tell Zhao Ping and An Tiru to keep it a secret from her.

He was afraid that the old things would make her sad, and he really didn't have much time to spend with her.

"Well, I know." Mu Dianke nodded slightly, turned his face away, and snuggled into his arms, sucking the warmth from his chest.

"You don't have to worry too much."

Chang Qianfo said: "Perhaps Wen Heng went to Fengfenglou to buy calligraphy on a whim. Or whoever thinks the calligraphy is beautiful and sent it to him for viewing. It's just a picture of calligraphy, so don't think too deeply about it."

Mu Dianke nodded.

"I also know that I have a problem with worrying, but I can't change it."

"It changed slowly."

Chang Qianfo thought to herself, she has been fighting in the bloody wind and scheming to survive, how can she not think too much?In the future, I must treat her well and build her a castle that shelters her from wind and rain, so that she will never worry about anything again.

He bowed his head and laughed softly: "Now we can still catch up with lunch when we go back, are you hungry?"

Mu Dianke shook his head: "I don't want to go back yet, I want to walk outside for a while."

(End of this chapter)