Wei Shu

Chapter 65
His Highness the Sixth Highness is indeed a man of good conduct and considerate handling of affairs.

In the past three years, at least on the surface, it seems that he has managed the Ministry of Accounts very well. Everyone praised him, which shows that he is a human being.

In comparison, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is inferior to him in everything except his name.

From Wang Kuang's point of view, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with a bad temper finally got to practice Zuo, the fortune of the Kingdom of Jin would probably come to an end.

It is precisely because of the outstanding character of the sixth prince that the layout of the villa in the imperial capital of the Kingdom of Jin has always been helping him both openly and secretly.

After years of painstaking efforts, His Highness the Sixth Prince was finally elevated to the point where he could compete with the Prince, and the old emperor's love for the Sixth Prince became more and more obvious, and the situation was very good.

The head of Dazhuang ordered Wang Kuang and others to enter the game at this time, because he saw the crisis hidden in this excellent situation.

The so-called crisis, of course, is that the household department is running out of money, the Sixth Highness is still fighting a trapped beast, and the Hezhe family is already in dire straits;

The so-called opportunity is that the Villa can help the Sixth Prince resolve this dangerous situation. Not only can it turn the darkness into light, but it can also make the Sixth Highness shift his focus from the Hezhe family to the Villa.

That's why Wang Kuang started from Baishuang City, took the initiative to contact Mangtai and directly identified his identity, and then Mangtai came forward to contact the Sixth Highness.

In this way, on the one hand, one can avoid the plethora of eyeliners in the imperial capital Changli, and on the other hand, it can also avoid the resentment of His Highness the Sixth Highness.

After all, anyone who finds himself under the eyes of others all the year round will not feel very happy, but opening the situation from Mang Tai will make everything seem much more natural.

Wang Kuang believes that with the strength of the villa, even if the household affairs incident occurs, it is still possible to save the life of the Sixth Highness.

Naturally, it would be best if things didn't come to this point. Although it was easy to survive, it was not easy for His Highness the Sixth Highness to regain the old emperor's trust.Wang Kuang didn't want such a good situation to be broken, and he didn't want the arrangement of the villa for many years to go to waste.

After all, His Royal Highness is still too young and too impatient.

Wang Kuang gently twisted his short beard under his jaw, and sighed again.

However, things have already happened, and it is useless for him to sigh here, all he can do now is:

If you pick him up nicely, and send him away nicely, don't cause any trouble.

Fortunately, this place is a border town, with many and large barracks, and hundreds of people don't pay attention if they don't go in, so Wang Kuang just ordered Qiang Basan to ride a fast horse and go to the camp to deliver the letter.

Shujiu then protected Mangtai in the camp, and Wang Kuang told him in the letter that in the next period of time, he must do his best to protect the sixth prince, and there must be no mistakes.

As for Mangtai's side, there is no need for Wang Kuang to say anything more, the sixth prince has already made an offensive and defensive alliance with him, presumably he will receive the news soon.

Standing in front of the flower garden and lost his mind for a while, Wang Kuang walked slowly around the courtyard wall, and then passed through two vase gates, and a small courtyard appeared in front of him.

This is the small study room, where the Gude brothers and sisters usually study. Wang Kuang only learned not long ago that there is a Song teacher who was born as a teacher in the handsome mansion, and the fluent Song dialect of the Gude brothers and sisters is also This Master Song carefully trained him.

A few days ago, Wang Kuang had nothing to do, he visited this place once, and had a good chat with the Song master named Wu Guo.

Today, he was disturbed by this secret letter, so he came to chat with this Master Song again.

With a sound of "Yiya", he pushed open the exquisite vermilion lacquered courtyard door, and there was a wisteria in front of him.

The spring in the northern country is still cold, and the vines have not all withered, and some new green emerges from time to time among the coiled branches and leaves, which seems to be full of vitality.

What a place to hang out.

Looking at the fluffy and tender green in front of him, Wang Kuang couldn't help taking a few deep breaths.

With this shelf of vines in front of him, he already felt his troubles disappeared and his mood improved a lot.

It is also interesting to say that the vine standing behind the gate of the courtyard is similar to the shadow wall of the Central Plains courtyard, but it is more transparent than the latter. The scenery in the courtyard is vaguely displayed between the soft branches and leaves, which is very special.

Wang Kuang slowed down his pace, turned around the rattan trellis, and saw in front of him a courtyard with a Jiangnan charm, with hand-painted verandahs on both sides, a path paved with gravel in the middle, and several Buddhist houses, a few places with idle flowers, orchids, grasses and bamboos. , Rockery and Qingxi, the fish swimming in the water sometimes jump out of the water, splashing water droplets like broken jade, which is indescribably agile.

At this point, the restlessness in Wang Kuang's heart has completely subsided, and the worry on his face has also disappeared.

Mr. Wu Guo is very quiet, so there is only an old servant from Li Nu serving in this courtyard.The old servant was nearly [-] years old, and his ears were a little deaf. When Wang Kuang entered the door, he was still buried in the sweeping, and he didn't notice anyone coming.

Wang Kuang didn't bother to call him. With a flick of his sleeves, Shi Shiran walked up the stairs, laughing loudly, "Is Mr. Wu here?"

"Mr. Wang, please come in." A warm voice came from the room, speaking in Jinyu. quality.

This Mr. Wu Guo is not very proficient in Jin Guo dialect, probably because he doesn't speak enough, but he can read and write without any problems. He is even more proficient in some difficult words and sentences than Wang Kuang some.

"So, I won't bother you." Wang Kuang smiled and cupped his hands, then walked forward slowly and opened the heavy cotton curtain.

When the curtain was opened, one could see the blue color behind the Dongcijian fan was like a cloud, and when one stared at it again, there were two large basins of plantains placed there, completely blocking people's sight.

Wang Kuang couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Wu is very elegant, do you want to wash the leaves or fold the fan?"

"It's just that the eyes are blue." The reply was still as gentle as before, and it was obvious that the speaker had not left his seat. Now, when he heard it through a few clumps of banana leaves, the voice seemed to be a little bit far away, as if The speaker is not on earth, but in heaven.

Wang Kuang turned his fan, and saw a large clump of banana leaves stretched out, fresh green overlapping thick green, and the room was full of greenery. When he looked closely, he found that there were not only two large basins of banana leaves in the room, but also There are several pots of extremely well-grown purple bamboos, and the bamboo leaves are splashing all the way to the beams, but even the roof is almost covered.

"Interesting, interesting." Wang Kuang felt the novelty, and without waiting for the host to invite, he pulled a chair and sat down by the window. The man smiled and asked:

"Mr. is making a landscape in the house, but I want to ask you a question. I don't know what kind of famous articles are required to match the spring scenery in this room?"

When he said this, his eyes turned to the volume of the book in the hands of the man in white, with an expression on his face that seemed to be joking, but also seemed to have other meanings.

(End of this chapter)