All the villains can hear my voice

Chapter 46 Golden Cake

The three of them left separately. Huang Qi, who was on the second floor of Tianxin Tower, saw everything that happened. After returning to the palace, he hesitated and told the emperor what he saw.

When the emperor heard about his lousy son, he simply ignored him, and he admired Wang Shuren even more. Wang Shuren had never made any omissions in official duties, and he could still maintain his poverty. He was neither corrupt, perverting the law, nor losing his moral integrity like Zhao Dajia. It is truly a model for all officials.

"If every minister was like Wang Aiqing, why would I have so many worries? Huang Qi, please send this box of golden cakes to Wang Aiqing."

Huang Qi took the order and sent the cakes to Wang Shuren's house.

A remote residence, a courtyard, with no servants or maids. There is a peach tree in the courtyard. At this time, in late autumn, there are only bare branches left.

Two quilts were drying on bamboo poles under the tree. A woman was beating the quilts. When she saw them coming in palace clothes, she quickly called Wang Shuren in the room.

At this time, Wang Shuren had just returned home, and the snack box had just been opened. Before he even stuffed a piece into his mouth, he heard his wife calling and hurriedly came out to greet her.

When he saw it was Huang Qi, the powerful eunuch beside the emperor, he was stunned for a moment and then quickly welcomed him into the house.

Entering the house, Huang Qi took a general look. The furnishings in the house were also very simple. Not only did they not have anything luxurious, but they looked a bit shabby. Even the wardrobe was broken and one leg was padded with a brick. There were also items on the table. Holding an open letter of snacks.

"Is this a golden cake?"

Huang Qi saw that the pastry was somewhat similar to the golden cake that the emperor asked him to buy, except that the one on the table looked rough and unpalatable, so he must have bought it in the shabby little shop before.

"Yes, I don't have any hobbies. I just like to eat this. If my father-in-law doesn't dislike it, can I try it?"

Wang Shuren's attitude was respectful and a little embarrassed.

Huang Qi smiled and handed the golden cake in the hands of the little eunuch behind to Wang Shuren, "I won't taste it, but Mr. Wang is in a good mood. The emperor specially asked me to give it to Mr. Wang. "

Wang Shuren took the cake inexplicably, "May I ask my father-in-law, why does the emperor reward this official?"

Although he hasn't made any mistakes recently, there is nothing outstanding about him. How did he attract the emperor's attention?
  Huang Qi patted Wang Shuren's arm and said with a smile: "Master Wang, don't be nervous. Our emperor misses your poverty, so he specially rewarded you."

Wang Shuren had already thought about it in his heart again and made sure that there was nothing wrong with what he had done. He quickly knelt down with tears of gratitude and thanked him with an extremely sincere attitude.

Seeing this, Huang Qi had a better impression of Wang Shuren. He was a good official and very loyal. The emperor would be very pleased if he saw this scene.

After Huang Qi returned to the palace, he described to the emperor how poor Wang Shuren was and how grateful Wang Shuren was to the emperor. The emperor was naturally moved and did not mention it.

On Wang Shuren's side, he watched Huang Qi's back disappear into the street, then went back to the house and opened the envelope of snacks. As soon as he opened it, he was frightened.

Just as his wife took the quilt in, she saw his pale face and asked him what was wrong. Wang Shuren showed the box of gold cakes that the emperor had rewarded to his wife, his eyebrows almost wrinkled into his nostrils, "Say, Your Majesty, what does this mean? Why do you suddenly reward me with this golden cake?"

Did the emperor know something?
  Mrs. Wang was also startled, but she quickly regained her composure, "You have always been cautious, and you haven't had any problems for so many years. There should be no problem."

After thinking about it for a while, he pondered: "Is it that Mr. Zhao has been too popular recently, and the emperor just thought of you. Is it because he saw that you have always been poor that he gave you a reward?"

Wang Shuren also nodded. Because his life experience was similar and he came from the same place, the court always liked to compare him with Zhao Dajia. It was not surprising for this reason.

Just as he was thinking about it, a man walked in from the door. As he came in, he shouted: "My father-in-law, my son-in-law is here to see you." The man came into the room, saluted Mr. and Mrs. Wang Shuren and put a letter of snacks on them. It was on the table, but when it was put on it, it weighed much more than ordinary snacks.

"My father-in-law, my son-in-law brought you your favorite golden cake."

The visitor had dark skin, a high nose, and a pair of small eyes full of shrewdness. He was Wang Shuren's third son-in-law, Wu Zhu.

Wang Shuren asked his wife to prepare some wine and dishes, and asked his son-in-law to sit down, and the two talked.

Wu Zhu saw the two open boxes of gold cakes on the table and couldn't help but wonder, "Master Yue Zhang, are these boxes of gold cakes from Tianxin Tower? Are you willing to buy them?"

Wang Shuren rolled his eyes at him and said lightly: "The emperor rewarded me."

Wu Zhu almost spit out his sip of tea, "Is it a reward from your Majesty?"

Two pairs of eyes looked at each other, one pair was surprised and suspicious, the other was calm and indifferent.

"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with what we did."

Wang Shuren calmly comforted him, but Wu Zhu was still a little worried. He looked at the box of golden cakes he had brought, "Master Yue-in-law, why don't we forget it this time and talk about it after a while?"

"What are you afraid of?" Wang Shuren looked down on his son-in-law's timid and cautious appearance. "It has nothing to do with our affairs. The emperor is currently worrying about the affairs of the Western Regions. He has no time to take care of us."

Although Wu Zhu said this, he was still a little scared, but the heavy envelope of snacks had been taken away by his father-in-law. He opened the closet and put it in, and took out a piece of paper.

"When I get back, tell the Zhou family that we can start construction at any time."

Wang Shuren handed the piece of paper to Wu Zhu. Wu Zhu looked at it and saw that it was indeed the title deed of the land in the west of the city. He hesitantly accepted it.

After drinking some wine with his father-in-law, Wu Zhu left. After walking out of his father-in-law's house, he spat at the wall and muttered: "Old guy, sooner or later you will die of greed!"

At night, the dim candlelight illuminated the poor room. Mrs. Wang sat at the table and mended the clothes Wang Shuren was wearing today, and the cuffs were a little torn.

The dress looked old and shabby on the outside, but Mrs. Wang was mending it with gold thread, because when she opened the dress, it was full of gold thread inside. It was clearly a gorgeous dress woven with gold thread.

At this moment, Mrs. Wang is completely different from the image of a poor woman in the daytime. Her head is covered with gold hairpins and jade rings, and there are more than a dozen strings of pearls hanging around her neck. Her left forearm is covered with gold bracelets, and her right forearm is covered with gold bracelets. Jade bracelet.

This outfit must have been very heavy after she put it on, because she could hardly lift her sewing hands, but she was still stubborn and refused to take off one piece.

Looking at Wang Shuren again, he no longer looks impoverished at this moment. He is wearing brocade cloud clothes, eight-treasure blessing pattern boots, and his hair is tied with a ruby ​​inch smoke.

What is Brocade Cloud Clothes? It is the most precious silk fabric in Jiangnan, every inch of it is made of gold. What are the eight treasures? They are eight luminous pearls the size of pigeon eggs. Besides, the ruby ​​​​Inch Smoke is the teardrop of clams produced in the very deep waters of the South China Sea. One is only produced every hundred years. It is extremely precious. Even the palace only has three of them preserved over the years.

Under the candlelight, the furnishings in the house are poor, but Wang Shuren and his wife are so precious that they can blind people's eyes.

At this moment, Wang Shuren was taking the envelope of gold cake that he had put in the closet during the day, and slowly opened the layers of paper. A bright yellow light emerged, revealing pieces of gold.

(End of this chapter)