I promise

Chapter 427 Temple Small
Not to mention the holy master Jin Yanchen, even the one in front of him can be wiped out by moving his little finger.

"Crack", the folding fan in the man's hand fell to the ground.

Not only is she a pervert, but she is also a coward who has no guts.

Zhao Ping glanced at the man with contempt, and said coldly: "Where did you get the so-called thing? Which company is it from?"

Most of the people who work in Changjiabao have children.People like Yan Zhiwu, Jiang Yue, Li Jinshan, etc., going back to the past, their ancestors have been slaves of the Chang family for ten generations.

Of course, there are also those who entered the castle later.Like Wang Lianchen, Fu Xiu, and Du Simian, they were all selected based on their own abilities and after strict screening. They are extremely outstanding people.

Each family in Changjiabao has different family styles, but the concept of integrity and honesty is the same.The children have been studying in a family school since they were young. The masters urged them to go to school, and the elders of each family helped to watch after school.

Occasionally there will be one or two bad melons, those who indulge in pleasure and do not think about making progress, have no problem in character.Changjiabao doesn't mind raising a few idlers.

But I don't know where this guy who can't get on the stage came from?
Fu Xiudao: "This is Wang Minghuan, the nephew of Wang's steward of the western medicine warehouse."

The western medicine warehouse was stolen, Zhao Ping went to investigate the case, and he had an impression of several people in charge there, so he asked, "Is that the Wang Ziweng who is in charge?"

Fu Xiu nodded and said, "Yes."

Yan Zhiwu added: "Zi Weng is—"

He narrowed his eyes and thought for a while: "I don't remember very clearly either. About twelve or three years ago, the wife of a poor family twenty miles west of the city had postpartum fainting, and no one dared to treat it. Rescue each other until A Yue and I arrived. I saw that he was kind and kind, and his medical skills were not bad, so I suggested that A Yue take him into Huairen Hall.

It's just that his medical qualifications are limited, and he hasn't made much progress since then, so he doesn't have the qualifications to sit in front of the clinic.

A Yue thought that he had been in the church for several years, and he had been conscientious and hardworking, so he transferred him to the western medicine warehouse to manage medicinal materials.I've heard it's done well over the years...

As for this Wang Minghuan, he is brother Ziweng's posthumous son.The mother is weak and the son is young, and has no means of livelihood. The mother and son have been living with Ziweng's family.

Ziweng has no children, so he dotes on the child very much, and specially sent him to school to study.When he grew up, he arranged for him to enter the western medicine warehouse and follow him to do things. "

Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help frowning: "Last month, Ziweng brought this child to my house to celebrate his birthday. He is a stable and decent child. Today, for some reason, he is so speechless, but has he eaten wine?"

Wang Minghuan said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I couldn't hold it back for a while, I drank a few more cups of yellow soup, I couldn't speak my head, and I asked the old man to calm down, please... Miss Sheng, you are a lot of adults, don't care about the little ones."

Fu Xiu frowned slightly.

He didn't really feel it before, but after being reminded by Yan Zhiwu, he also felt that Wang Minghuan's behavior was different from usual recently, he was much more generous and confident, and also much more frivolous.

Mu Dian could see everyone's reaction in his eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, he glanced at the half-open fan on the ground, and said:
"Wang Gongzi, can you lend me this fan?"

Subconsciously, Wang Minghuan wanted to say no, but seeing Mu Dianke's cold eyes, he dared not refuse, and stammered, "Yes... yes."

He bent down to pick up the fan, but he didn't dare to get close to Mu Dianke, so he had to give it to Fu Xiu to give it to Mu Dianke.

Mu Dianke took the fan and unfolded it, stared at it for a moment, and said, "I also like to paint and calligraph in my spare time, but I'm not good at painting, and I can't find a suitable sample. I see that the pictures on this fan are pretty good. , can I take it back and copy it for two days?"

Hearing that she just wanted to borrow it and not keep it for herself, Wang Minghuan finally felt relieved.

You must know that he bought this fan with a lot of money, and he is really reluctant to give it to others like this.

Lian Dao: "Of course, of course."

Mu Dianke closed his fan and said with a smile, "Thank you." Chaoyan Zhiwu made a personal salute and walked out the door briskly.

Zhao Ping and An Tiru quickly followed.

Only then did Wang Minghuan's weak knees gain some strength.Recalling Mu Dianke's smile again, the itching of the cat's claws scratching his heart at the beginning was gone, only the exhaustion of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and the trace of lingering fear remained.

Mu Dianke handed the folding fan to Antiru after leaving the cooked medicine office, and said:
"Take this fan yourself, find an expert who knows calligraphy and painting, and ask him to identify whether this fan is the authentic work of Qi Daoshan, a calligrapher and painter in Liang Dynasty, and estimate the price by the way."

After a pause, he said: "Ask Mr. Yan again, what did the ancestors of the Wang family do? Is there any valuable family property passed down? See if there is any possibility of this fan being passed down from the ancestors. Remember, it must be kept secret at this time. Do not pass through the third ear."

In fact, according to Yan Zhiwu's description, this possibility is unlikely.If the Wang family really left a large amount of property, Wang Minghuan's mother and son would definitely get a share, and they would not have to rely on Wang Ziweng's family to live.

But after all, I still have to check it out, and I misjudged it.

An Tiru agreed to go down.Mu Dianke took Zhao Ping straight to Jushatang.

Liu Zuyi greeted him enthusiastically: "Oh, ah, early in the morning, the magpie is calling, it turns out that Xiaonian is coming back, please come inside, please come inside." Stretching his neck, he looked behind Mu Dianke: "Master, I didn't talk to you. up?"

It's like going back to your mother's house in three dynasties.

Mu Dian could see the heads protruding from the west window, his face was flushed, and he couldn't get angry, so he said: "My lord is busy, I'm here to look for Shui to take charge, is he there?"

"I'm here," Liu Zuyi was very attentive, and while greeting people to serve tea, he led Mu Dianke to the east courtyard: "The manager talks about you every day, and said that as soon as Xiaonian leaves, the workers will be like a sudden It's like half the space."

Mu Dian choked.

This Liu Zuyi really spared no effort in flattering her. She still knows how capable she is.Although she used to help Xu Younan with accounts, but the account of the pharmacy is different from that of the gambling house and the bank, and the name is not familiar. At the moment, she can do the work of two people at most. Still feel guilty.

What Mu Dian didn't know was that she really wronged Liu Zuyi this time.It was really Shui Huoyan who said this.The old man is meticulous in making accounts, and he is quite unreliable when he talks a lot.

Praise behind back, praise behind back, in front of Mu Dianke, Shui Huoyan didn't have a good face:

"Young master said, I'm afraid you are too busy and tired, so I won't give you any more work. What are you doing here? My temple is too small to accommodate such a delicate Bodhisattva like you."

It turned out to be angry about it.

Mu Dian laughed and said: "It must be that the person who sent the message didn't make it clear. I was injured a few days ago, and it happened to be on my back. It was inconvenient to dial the beads. So I told Qian Buddha to let him tell me for a few days Fake, when the injury recovers, I will come back to work.”

(End of this chapter)