Zhenguan Leisurely King

Chapter 47 Visiting the Palace
The story of Wang Ping'an made Wang Liang understand that he was in a negative state of mind just now, which made him turn what would have been a good thing into a bad thing.

So he changed his decadent demeanor just now, and his mentality changed because of Wang Pingan's story just now, and his expression was obviously much more cheerful than before.

Wang Liang looked at Wang Ping'an and said solemnly: "Ping'an, thank you, you let me discover my shortcomings and changed my mentality."

Wang Pingan waved his hands and smiled, "How come, Brother Wang, you are too polite. I am just telling a story. Whether you can understand it or not depends on you, Brother Wang."

"No, no, it all depends on my brother."

"No, no, it all depends on Brother Wang himself."

"No, no, it's up to you."

"No, on your own."

"Depend on you."

"On your own."

"Depend on you."

"yourself."

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"Lyli..."

Sensing the carriage stopped, Wang Pingan in the carriage stretched out his right hand, spread five fingers to block Wang Liang, and said, "Stop, it's all up to me."

Then he sat in the carriage panting, and said in his heart: "I'm so tired, I will never be more serious with people who are more serious in the future."

Wang Pingan didn't expect Wang Liang to be so serious. The two kept pushing each other until they arrived at the gate of the palace.

"I'll just say it. Everything depends on you, brother, and I change myself for my brother." Wang Liang said without blushing or panting.

Wang Pingan was very upset when he saw Wang Liang's face was not red and he was out of breath, but he was out of breath, and said to himself, "This is the price of being a good person."

"Young Master. We're home." Xiao Cai said loudly.

Wang Pingan followed Wang Liang out of the carriage, and a man who looked like a housekeeper quickly ran to Wang Liang's side and said, "Master, you are back, the master is losing his temper."

"Old Uncle Wang, what happened to my father?" Wang Liang asked.

Butler Wang sighed and said, "Master went to check the accounts today and found many problems. There are a few shopkeepers who have raised the price of food without permission to fill their pockets. The master is very angry and is still checking the accounts."

"Okay, I'll go in and have a look. By the way, this is my classmate and younger brother, Wang Ping'an, who is here to visit my father." Wang Liang introduced Wang Ping'an to the old steward Wang.

"I met Young Master Wang."

"you are welcome."

Wang Ping'an and the steward Wang were polite, and they followed Wang Liang into the Wang family's mansion.

A rich man is a rich man. There is a rockery, a fish pond, and a pavilion in a yard, and the place is huge. It’s too extravagant. No way, my home will have to be this extravagant in the future. It can’t be more extravagant than this. .

Wang Ping'an was already a little envious of this.

Wang Liang led Wang Pingan to his study room quickly. As soon as he walked to the door of the study room, he heard the words "You bastard, you're really a bastard" and the sound of patting the table heavily.

Wang Liang quickened his pace again and walked to the door.

"Knock knock..."

"Father and child are back." Wang Liang reminded loudly after knocking on the door.

"Liang'er, you're back, come in quickly." Wang Shouren knew that his son had returned, and his angry expression just now eased.

"Squeak."

Wang Shouren was very happy to see Wang Liang coming in, and when he saw Wang Pingan coming in, his face showed surprise, and he thought to himself: "Who is this kid? He can't be Liang'er's new servant, he looks quite cute. of."

"Liang'er, when did you buy such a small servant?" Wang Shouren asked.

Wang Liang didn't realize it for a while, he was confused, and said: "What servant, I haven't bought it before."

But Wang Pingan heard it, and said to himself: "Nimma, I can hear it, your father is talking about me, do I look like a servant?"

Without waiting for Wang Liang to explain, Wang Pingan stepped forward and said, "I have met Uncle Wang. My nephew is Wang Liang's classmate. I was going to visit in a few days. Today I happened to be in the same carriage with Brother Wang. My nephew wanted to It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day, so my nephew came to visit my uncle today."

Having said so much, I am your son's classmate, and I am not the servant you said I came to visit you today.

"Hehehe... Let me just say it, how could a servant have a child with such delicate skin and tender flesh as you, with a cute little face." Wang Shouren laughed loudly to avoid embarrassment.

Wang Liang also understood at this time when he was stupid, and said loudly: "Father, how could the child bring insignificant people into the study room? Ping An is not only my classmate, but also a child prodigy personally appointed by the emperor. Student, even Master Xingchi invited him to Fahua Temple."

"Oh."

Wang Shouren looked at Wang Ping'an formally. In his eyes, Wang Ping'an was just a child playing with his son. He never thought that Wang Ping'an would be a child prodigy. It was officially certified by the emperor Lao Tzu.

Not to mention the person that Master Xing Chi, the most popular in Luoyang City, wanted to invite. As for frustrating the learning of Qingyun Academy, this is not a big deal.

Wang Shouren looked at Wang Ping'an, and Wang Ping'an was still rising in the palace. He stood up and said, "So it's Nephew Wang, please sit down quickly, come and serve tea."

While calling Wang Pingan to sit down, Wang Shouren ordered his servants to serve tea, and buried his son beside him. When friends came to the house, they did not say hello, so that the family could prepare for it.

However, Wang Pingan couldn't bear Wang Shouren's enthusiasm, and said, "Uncle, you are too polite, my nephew is panicked."

"Uncle is just doing the best of a landlord, nephew, you don't need to be polite." Wang Shouren said loudly.

Well, if you made me rude, then I will really be rude.

Wang Pingan did what he wanted, sat down, took a bite of the pastry on the table, and said by the way: "Uncle, Brother Wang and I heard Uncle lose his temper just outside the door, what is the matter?"

"The old man has already taken care of some small matters." Wang Shouren said with a smile.

Hearing this, Wang Liang became a little anxious. He knew that the more his father said, the more serious the matter was, so he asked: "Father, my son knows that this time the matter may be more serious, so my son called Brother Wang Xian for help."

Hearing Wang Liang's words, Wang Shouren stared at him, and said in his heart: "Nonsense, Liang'er, you are stupid in reading and reading. What can a child with a mouthful of words do? Even if he is personally appointed by His Majesty, he will settle accounts."

Wang Shouren looked at Wang Liang's eyes that wanted to help, sighed and said, "Hey, well, I planned to tell you about this, Liang'er, do you know how many rice shops our Wang family has in Luoyang? "

"There are 35 in total, thirteen in the West City, ten in the North City, and twelve in the South City."

"There are so many, almost all over the whole Luoyang. It is worthy of being the number one grain merchant in Luoyang." Wang Pingan secretly admired it in his heart.

Wang Shouren was silent for a while, then continued: "That's right, this incident is quite serious, involving all the shopkeepers of these 35 stores."

"It's so serious, what happened to father?"

"Our opponent, Zhangji Grain Company, actually bought all our shopkeepers and sold all our grain to them at a low price. Now we have no more grain to sell."

"That doesn't mean that we have no food to sell before harvesting the autumn grain." Wang Liang was surprised.

"That's right. Fortunately, my father found out in time that the shopkeepers didn't take away the silver from the cabinet."

When Wang Pingan heard this, he heard a hint of conspiracy.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Uncle, Brother Wang, there seems to be a conspiracy here."

Wang Shouren's eyes lit up, he looked at Wang Ping'an, and said in amazement: "You can see it, and the old man can see it too. They must have a conspiracy, but I don't know what kind of conspiracy they are playing."

"Just look it up and you will know that the most profitable thing for grain merchants is nothing more than buying low and selling high, and hoarding." Wang Pingan said.

"The old man has already sent people to Zhang Jiliang to investigate, but found nothing."

"Uncle can't find anything when he goes to Zhang Jiliang Store. They will clean up the accounts and will not leave any clues to others. If my nephew's guess is not bad, except for Wang's rice shop, almost all of them in Luoyang The food store will be closed for one or two days, and will open in a few days, but the price of food at that time is not what it is now."

Wang Pingan made a bold guess, speculating that some grain merchants planned to hoard and drive up grain prices.

(End of this chapter)