surnamed Wang

Chapter 444

General Zhenyuan Yan Jun will retire in a few months. After returning to Beijing, he will definitely take over the post of Secretary of the Ministry of War. Mrs. Yan and Yan Jun have not seen each other for many years. In addition, Wang Gangquan and his wife do not want her to follow the bumps. After discussion, they decided to let Yan Rongrong come forward. Go and let me know.

Yan Rongrong is responsible for notifying the Yan family and the three princesses, and Wang Gangquan will inform the rest of Acha, Zhang Qianyue, and Jiang Xiuye.

Ah Cha used to be a Kunlun slave, and she has never been treated kindly since she was a child. The palace was the first place that made her feel like home, so when Wang Gangquan told her about leaving Beijing, this poor girl didn't even think about it. accepted.

The remaining Zhang Qianyue was the one who gave him a headache after Old Jiangtou. The little girl never looked at him directly, and she didn't have the slightest sense of depending on others—it seemed that most teenagers didn't like him as a prince. Serve as a dish.

Although he has already tricked the little girl into signing a contract of sale, he doesn't want to be that villain who bullies men and women unless it is absolutely necessary. After all, we may be a family in the future, and he has just paid a year's wages. If Zhang Qianyue insists on not If he is willing to go to Zhongzhou, he can't lower his face and ask a little girl for money.

……

In the backyard, Zhang Qianyue and Wang Qianying were having fun, Wang Gangquan approached with a smile on his face and said:

"Qianyue, I have something to ask you about."

The little girl glanced at him with eyes that were more white than black, and said:

"It must not be a good thing, right?"

"You can't say that. Whether things are good or bad should be viewed dialectically. There is a way..."

"Are you going to tell me or not?" The little girl was a little impatient.

"I said." Wang Bingquan showed a flattering smile, "We are moving to Zhongzhou, do you want to come together?"

The girl stopped what she was doing, frowned slightly, and said after a while:
"I have to think about this matter. Although Zhongzhou is closer to my home, my parents and my elder brother and second brother are by my side. My uncle has no children. If I leave, he will be pitiful."

Seeing that the little girl is so kind-hearted, Wang Gingquan is naturally not willing to force others to make things difficult for him, so he nodded and said:
"Okay, you should think about it carefully."

As he spoke, he touched his son's head, and the little guy also realized that he might not see Zhang Qianyue for a long time, so he lowered his head quietly, tears rolling in his eyes.

……

After bidding farewell to Zhang Qianyue, Wang Bingquan took a deep breath and walked towards Jiang Xiuye's courtyard.

This old man, who has read about strategy for most of his life but has no use for it, is precisely the most difficult choice for Wang Gangquan.

Out of personal feelings, Wang Bingquan was naturally willing to keep the old man by his side who came to eat and drink when he had nothing to do, and who could explain his doubts when he had something to do, but that would be a bit unfair to Jiang Xiucheng.

Jiang Xiucheng's mother died young, and his father was a scumbag. He and Lao Jiangtou depended on each other for life. Although life was a bit bitter, it was also enjoyable.Until he appeared, he not only lured the grandpa and grandson to the capital, but also forced him to take the most difficult and dangerous road.

The official career is full of thorns, if there is no wise person to guide him, no matter how amazing his talent is, with his stubborn temperament, sooner or later he will be drowned in this officialdom.

……

As the old man got older, he liked quietness more and more, so he chose a secluded location in the palace that was farthest from the street.

There was a field in the courtyard, which used to be planted with bamboo, but Wang Bingquan killed more than half of it every year by digging up bamboo shoots and making bamboo flutes. In the end, he simply shoveled it all and planted vegetables instead.

Strange to say, in the next year the shoveled land will grow a clump of bamboo, which is lush and lush. After Lao Jiangtou lived in the small courtyard, he took care of it in an orderly manner, and after a few years it became a forest again.

"Old Jiangtou, I'm busy." Wang Bingquan walked into the courtyard.

The old man was sitting on a chair and was cutting a piece of bamboo. The bamboo was smooth and straight, most of the excess paper strips had been trimmed away, and the bamboo leaves were not falling into the bamboo basket beside him.

Hearing Wang Quanquan's voice, the old man raised his head, with a usual smile on his face, and said:

"I heard that you are going out of Beijing to become a feudal clan?"

"The news is good enough. Why, go together or stay with your grandson?" Wang Gangquan said bluntly.

The old man smiled and shook his head, "I really want to go, but I'm too old to take the trouble."

As he spoke, Jiang Xiuye ​​stood up and walked back and forth a few steps on the cut bamboo. Wang Bingquan frowned and asked:

"Why don't you see the doctor when you're sick?"

"Elderly people are sick and have no medical treatment. Do you think that everyone is like you and can do anything in the world?"

……

Wang Quanquan was not surprised that the other party knew his details, so he didn't ask much, but looked at the old man's slightly stiff legs and said:

"I can help you. Rejuvenation is unlikely, but if you deal with your stubborn illnesses, it shouldn't be a problem for you to live an extra ten or eight years."

"Everyone has his own destiny. You have acquired this ability easily, so it's better not to act against the sky. The old man has lived to such an old age, and some things have long been overlooked.

In the early years, I saw more and more white hair every day, and I was still afraid, afraid that one day I would fall asleep and it would disappear, leaving Xiucheng a child alone and helpless. Later, when I met you, the old man was relieved, thinking Even if that day does come, you will still be there to take care of him. "

The old man sat down again, intending to start working on the position of the handle of the crutch.

"What do you say all of a sudden?" Wang Bingquan took the bamboo pole, smoothed out the place that the other party had been unable to handle due to his old eyesight, and installed a handle along the way.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"When people are old, they will be able to speak sharply all over their bodies. If you don't say a few more words, you won't be able to say them someday."

"That's true. A few years ago when I took you to Goulan, you still went up to the third floor in one breath. I remember that time when the girl was pregnant with you and your face was flushed. How could you look like an elderly person?"

Hearing that the other party mentioned this, the old man couldn't help laughing and scolding:
"Haha, brat, thank you for being so brave to mention it, back then when Yin Zi urged those girls to rub against the old man, I almost lost my life at the end of the day!"

Wang Gangquan also showed a smile at this moment, and continued to joke:
"At that time, I was curious, at your age, can a branch of pear blossom crush a crabapple?"

Unexpectedly, the old man on the opposite side listened to this seemingly joking words, and actually thought about it seriously. After a while, he said:
"Maybe it was okay before, but now it's really not."

After speaking, the young and old looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

……

Enough laughing, Wang Bingquan patted the opponent's leg and said:
"Since this is the case, I won't make it difficult for you. Take care of it. Jiang Xiucheng is not easy. Don't just watch the fun by the side all the time. When it's time to mention something, this kid really follows you. He's a dead-brained kid." .”

The old man nodded, "Actually, the old man has also figured it out during this period of time. Those gangsters in the capital hang out with hawks and walk their dogs all day long, and the family is still used to going to heaven? Xiucheng is the second place in high school. , still not as an offering to the ancestors?"

"Yes!"

Wang Gangquan nodded, "If Xiucheng heard your praise, he would be so moved that he could cry on the spot. Since you can figure it out, it would be great. I'll leave first, and you don't want to see it off either."

After Wang Gangquan finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the courtyard.

Although the other party said that there is no need to send him off, Jiang Xiuye ​​still leaned on his crutches to get up, but when he stood up, he realized that something was wrong, and he let out a soft "Hey", and by the time he realized it, Wang Gingquan had already left.

The old man shook his head and smiled, and said to himself:
"This kid."

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　The title of the next chapter is written incorrectly, Changes in Tangmen, please read it first, and ask the editor for help to correct it later.

　　
　
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