surnamed Wang

Chapter 461
After two generations of efforts by Pan Yuanzheng, Pan Ziqian and his son, the current Pan family is one of the most wealthy families even in the entire dynasty. Although the house is not as expensive as many wealthy families in the capital, the inside is truly luxurious.

This luxury is not paved with gold and inlaid with jade, but a painting and calligraphy by famous masters. Many of them are only known by their names but have never appeared in the world. , with his thick-skinned character, naturally he came empty-handed and returned with a full reward.

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During the banquet, looking at the delicacies of mountains and seas on the table, Wang Gingquan's tears were about to come down. The cook surnamed Li in the Ankang Palace only had a few dishes back and forth. Does it smell like shark fin?
Seeing that Wang Gingquan was starving to death, Pan Ziqian couldn't help but wondered:
"Brother Wang, how long have you been hungry?"

Wang Gangquan didn't raise his head and said:

"The expenses in the mansion are limited, and there is no meat for some days. Hey Qianying, you have already eaten half a plate of roe roe meat, and you will spoil it. Let dad come to the rest."

As he said that, he grabbed food with the children without any scruples about his image.

Yan Rongrong on the side couldn't help being a little embarrassed when he saw this, and explained:
"Actually, it's not as miserable as their father and son's performance. There is still meat to eat every day."

Pan Ziqian was even more surprised when he heard the words, "Brother Wang, I remember that you have always been good at business, how come you have come down to this?"

While talking, Pan Ziqian pointed to a glazed object with fruit on the table. Although the shape of the utensil was a bit strange, it was made of high-quality colored glaze.

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"Forget it."

Wang Gangquan gave the last piece of meat to his son, then wiped his mouth, and briefly talked about his recent situation in these years.

After listening carefully, Pan Ziqian immediately felt admiration, cupped his hands and said:

"Brother Wang is so benevolent and righteous that he not only handed over Liulichang and closed the brothel, but even distributed the land to the refugees, which is really admirable."

Wang Gangquan shook his head, "Compared to Brother Pan, it's still a bit worse. You've only been in Nanyang Mansion for a few years, and you've turned a mansion that has been receiving handouts every year into a 'Little Jiangnan'. This is worth emulating for my generation. true skill."

The two of them flattered each other here without feeling embarrassed, but the rest of them couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing that the meal was almost finished, Yan Rongrong and Nian Nu looked at each other, and took the child out of the dining room tacitly.

Wang Gangquan and the two continued to brag, and found that the rest of the people had disappeared before they knew it, so they looked at each other with a smile and said:

"Old rules?"

"Go!"

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The two of them left the mansion and walked along the street. Most of the people in Nanyang Mansion knew the young King Pan, and they would greet him when they saw him. Pan Ziqian also returned the salutes one by one, and he even called some people by name.

Wang Gangquan couldn't help jokingly said:
"Everyone in the court praised He Wen, the predecessor of the government, even His Majesty. He Wen is indeed a good official, and what is even more rare is that he is a clean official. But if there is no you, King Pan, there will be ten He Wen. Wen added up and may not be able to achieve today's achievements.

This newcomer Liu Zhou is an ambitious person, and you must get along very well with Brother Pan, but I still say that with Brother Pan's ability, it is really overkill to live in a house. "

Pan Ziqian smiled when he heard the words, and imitated the other party's tone and said:
"I still say the same thing, if you, Brother Wang, take the throne, it doesn't matter if he is the Minister of Finance or the Minister of the Household Department, even if Brother Wang doesn't speak, I have to recommend myself.

Speaking of which, there is one thing I almost forgot..."

As Pan Ziqian said, he suddenly turned around and bowed respectfully to Wang Gangquan, and said sincerely:
"Thank you, Brother Wang, for avenging my father."

Wang Gangquan helped him up and said calmly:
"I can't say whether I will help or not. That Wen will force your father to death, and I already have death intentions. I killed him more like following his wish. Sometimes after revenge, you may not be as happy as you think .”

"Brother Wang, what do you mean, you're not happy even after taking revenge?" Pan Ziqian had a little realization.

Wang Gangquan shook his head again, "You can't even imagine how happy I am."

After all, he shook the paper fan and walked forward.

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The two chatted while walking, and soon arrived at the destination of the trip.

In front of the two of them was a three-storey theater building. The theater building was just built last year, and the aftertaste of the paint was still there.

Back four or five years ago, not to mention theaters, even restaurants were half-dead, and being able to fill one floor was considered a high incense. It can be said that Pan Ziqian in the entire Nanyang Mansion is indeed no different from his reborn parents.

Both Wang Bingquan and Pan Ziqian had just had children, plus they were a bit afraid of guilt, so they dared not go to Fireworks and Willow Lane, so they could only come to the theater to listen to the music.

It was obviously not the first time Pan Ziqian had come here. The waiter recognized him as soon as he entered the door and led them all the way to the second floor.

The view from the second floor of the theater is excellent. If you look inside, you can see the people on the stage clearly. If you look outside, you can see the busy traffic on the street outside the window. Even further away, you can see both sides of the river embankment in the city.

Downstairs on the stage, a Hua Dan was standing in the center performing, and next to it were two Dao Ma Dans, one wielding a knife and the other wielding a gun.

In Guanghan Tower in the capital city, after Xishun changed from Huadan to Wusheng, she danced so hard that she wished that the fake knife in her hand would become a real knife, and poke a hole out of the stage.

However, such a hard-working performance has won unanimous applause from the audience. Comparing before and after, the two swordsmen on the stage now look a little limp, looking like women.

Wang Gingquan often went to listen to operas, and he could sing a few lines of the tunes after listening to them for a long time, so he also knew the singing tunes quite well. In his opinion, Huadan was the only person on stage who could barely match Guanghanlou on a par.

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Just as Wang Gangquan was thinking, Pan Ziqian's introduction came from beside him:
"Brother Wang must have watched many theaters in the capital, but most theaters in the capital are dry theaters. Our Anyang Mansion is different from other places, it is a rare Kun theater."

Wang Gingquan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, he was familiar with Lu Xiaoxian, so he naturally knew the distinction between the dry class and the Kun class, each profession has its own rules, one of them is the different stations for men and women.

Qiankun refers to heaven and earth, father and mother, so the ganban is a male class, even the Tsing Yi Danjiao is no exception. Similarly, the Kun class is all women, and even martial arts students are played by women.

Hearing that all the people on the stage below were women, Wang Gingquan couldn't help but look carefully, and after observing for a while, he rubbed his chin and said to himself:
"I think that Huadan is not as good as Lu Xiaoxian. His figure is definitely more pleasing to the eye than an old man like him, but his singing is a little worse, especially his looks. The difference is too much. Lu Xiaoxian's face... tsk tsk."

Wang Gingquan was talking here, Hua Dan on the stage seemed to be feeling something, frowned slightly, looked up and took a look, Wang Gingquan quickly fell silent when he saw this, and turned his head aside.

Pan Ziqian, who had suffered a lot, was hated by the woman on stage for no reason, looked at Wang Qingquan who was pretending to be nonchalant, and finally had to lament that he had made friends carelessly, and thought he was out of luck.

Not long after singing on the stage, the woman reconfirmed the room of the guy who said bad things about them just now, took off her makeup, and walked upstairs with a few sisters.

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(End of this chapter)