The literary giants of the late Ming Dynasty began by copying books

Chapter 114
"It's all over. I'm fine now. I'll be able to go out in a few days." Seeing Li Guoxian crying, Wang Wenlong could only comfort him quickly.

Li Guoxian asked with concern: "Do you have anyone to take care of you while you live here?"

Wang Wenlong said with a smile: "I spent some money up and down, and someone took care of my food and clothing."

Li Guoxian nodded, and then gave Wang Wenlong a critical look, "These clothes and quilt are dirty. Is it just like this after using money?"

Just when Wang Wenlong was about to explain that his situation was much better than other prisoners, he saw Li Guoxian's eyes widening. She knelt down and rolled up her sleeves: "Brother Wang, let me feed you this meal."

Wang Wenlong smiled bitterly and said: "How do you eat this? You add vegetables to the rice bowl, and I will do it myself."

After being in jail for a few days, Wang Wenlong also knew the general environment in the prison at this time. He was given meals, wine and meat every day, and the prisoners did not dare to mess with him. Clothes and quilts could be brought in for use. This kind of treatment has made other people happy. The prisoner was extremely envious.

If he lets others know that there is a girl feeding him, I'm afraid they will be hated.

……

The two talked for half an hour without Lao Zi coming to disturb them. After Li Guoxian packed up his things and left, Wang Wenlong was about to go back and daze when he saw Lao Zi bringing someone over.

"Wang Wenlong, do you still recognize me?" Lin Shiqing smiled and stood in front of the cell door.

Wang Wenlong was stunned, stood up and said with a smile: "Long time no see."

Lin Shiqing has gained a lot of weight now and has a mustache, making him look like a respectable landowner.

"I'm here to do something on behalf of my father-in-law today."

Lin Shiqing got straight to the point: "Accordingly, Wei Tianjue should come to make amends to Mr. Wang, but now that Wei Tianjue is dead, my father-in-law wants to compensate you for his Yangqiao Lane house."

Wang Wenlong remembered that Wei Tianjue's house could accommodate 50 people.

He asked: "What does Eunuch Gao want me to do?"

"Father-in-law asked you not to talk too much."

Wang Wenlong laughed when he heard this and said: "Wei Tianjue caused me to be like this. I want to clear myself of suspicion. I have to tell people clearly no matter what."

Lin Shiqing said: "You can say whatever you want about Wei Tianjue, but you can't involve the father-in-law."

Wang Wenlong was quite surprised when he heard this.

"Is it possible that this guy has nothing to do with Eunuch Gao?"

Lin Shiqing smiled and said: "What does it matter? He is just a low-level liar. He defrauded the father-in-law of food and drink for a few days, and the father-in-law still hated him. Now that he could not overcome this rich man and died of a vicious disease, he deserved it. Otherwise, if the father-in-law takes action, the father-in-law will have to ask him to collect the debt."

"With Fang Baozhou's family wealth and Wei Tianjue's accumulation, it seems that my house is just a drop in the bucket," Wang Wenlong said with a smile: "Eunuch Gao has made a lot of money this time."

Lin Shiqing smiled and did not answer, which was actually his acquiescence.

Wei Tianjue was amassing money everywhere in Fuzhou in the name of Gao Yin and offended many families. But now he died because he had raised a fat pig for Gao Yin.

Many of Wei Tianjue's wealth was collected in the name of filial piety to Gao Yin, and no one dared to touch it after his death. He wanted Gao Yin to make a lot of money, and Wei Tianjue would bear all the bad reputation.

Wang Wenlong nodded and said: "Eunuch Gao really has some tricks up his sleeve."

Lin Shiqing said: "Watch your mouth. You said it beautifully when someone came to ask you. My father-in-law will not trouble you again. The title deed of the house will be handed over to you in two days." Wang Wenlong originally thought that this time he would It was good if he didn't lose money. He didn't expect to make a fortune. Besides, he didn't need to go against Gao Yin now, so he agreed decisively.

Lin Shiqing nodded when he heard this: "Know the current affairs!" After saying that, he walked away arrogantly.

In this whole thing, Gao Yin was actually the biggest profiteer, even Wang Wenlong couldn't compare with him.

As soon as Wei Tianjue died, Lin Zongwen, Wei Tianjue's beloved brother and sibling friend, took office and took over all Wei Tianjue's work in Fuzhou.

One person was able to ascend to heaven, and the tax supervisor position that had been given out by Wei Tianjue was re-competed. Within three days of arriving in Fuzhou, Lin Zongwen had already earned no less than a thousand taels of money, and what he got was still a small one, and the big one was taken. Gao Yin takes it.

Only then did Gao Yin know how much money Wei Tianjue had earned. The slight regret he had for Wei Tianjue's death had now turned into anger.

Lin Zongwen, on the other hand, was overjoyed. At this time, he mostly hated brother Wei Tianjue for dying too late. As for Wei Tianjue's affair, Gao Yin was just about to draw a clear line with Wei Tianjue, so Lin Zongwen naturally wouldn't do it. The matter of glances.

He didn't even mention it, and he didn't even ask where Wei Tianjue's body was dumped, as if such a brother never existed in the world.

After taking over all of Wei Tianjue's team, Lin Zongwen accidentally discovered that Wei Tianjue still had several alchemists in his house. After questioning these alchemists, Lin Zongwen copied many prescriptions for Gao Yin.

Gao Yin held a pair, and then he realized that the magic medicine Wei Tianjue mentioned before was not an elixir to resurrect the Yang Dao at all, but was just a war medicine for men.

Wei Tianjue claimed that the secret medicine from harvesting and cutting was just secretly refined by a few rural alchemists in Fuzhou. The raw materials used did not even include human tissue. The main raw materials were dog treasures and pig treasures. He had killed people just for Create a sense of mystery.

At this point, Gao Yin's trust in Wei Tianjue completely collapsed, and he finally understood that the so-called resurrection of Yang Dao was just a scam.

Gao Yin hated Wei Tianjue deeply and never believed in his method of resurrecting the Yang Dao. Many women and babies from good families in Fujian were saved.

Wang Wenlong lay in prison for ten days. The Jinyiwei people interrogated him once, but there was no danger. After that, he only waited for a reply from the capital.

In addition to Chen Jinglun and Li Guoxian, Wang Pingbao and others also came to visit.

Wang Pingbao played a major role in this demon book case, and Wang Wenlong would naturally not treat him badly.

The business of the ink workshop has gradually gotten back on track. The production volume of one workshop alone is not enough to support the booming sales.

Wang Wenlong holds [-]% of the shares of the ink and wax paper workshop, Xu Xueju holds [-]%, and the remaining [-]% ​​is the dry stock of the cooperating Xiong Qingbo Chengdetang. This time Wang Wenlong decided to expand production, dilute Xiong Qingbo's shares, and start a new ink and a wax paper workshop.

In order to show his appreciation to Wang Pingbao, Wang Wenlong left [-]% of the shares of the wax paper workshop to Wang Jingui's family.

Even though it is only 500% of the shares, once the workshop is on track, it will bring at least [-] taels of income to Wang Jingui and his family every year.

"Wenlong, it's time to eat." Mrs. Zhang came to visit the prisoner with a food box. When he opened the food box, Wang Wenlong saw a cup of pig knuckles stewed in old wine. A strong smell of old wine wafted out of the cup. .

The prisoners sitting on the left and right turned up their noses and inhaled. It was so fragrant.

Wang Jingui's family are all from Jianyang, and the dishes Zhang cooks are also from Jianyang.

Jianyang is located in northern Fujian, and the taste of food is closer to Hakka cuisine than that of southern Fujian. People often eat stews such as three-cup chicken braised with old wine during festivals. As for the popular seafood in southern Fujian, Jianyang is blocked by the region. Ordinary people rarely eat it.

Wang Wenlong smiled and said: "I didn't suffer much in it, and I didn't need to take supplements. Auntie, you don't need to give me this every day."

Mrs. Zhang gave him this fragrant stew every day. One day she stewed pig's trotters, and the next day she stewed old chicken. It made him feel as if Wang Wenlong was in confinement. He had been in prison all day and was inactive, so he had gained weight.

(End of this chapter)