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Chapter 301 Behind every tycoon in women's clothing, there is a poignant story
In ancient times, there were poor scholars, but they were never exhausted, because they had already been able to formally enter the officialdom, or start from the eighth rank.

Hai Rui, for example, was born in Juren.

The current Wang Xuan can completely see the official without kneeling, which is equivalent to entering the upper class society. If he reports to the official himself, the official must take care of this matter to the end.

But... Wang Xuan, who has been a boss for so many years, understands that ancient times are not modern times, and this case cannot be investigated through normal means.

In the end, things got so bad that it was not convenient for him to take revenge.

The only advantage is that after the government intervenes, the other party dare not strike a second time. After all, the government's deterrent power is still very large.

As long as Wang Xuan can guarantee that the other party will not dare to attack again in a short time, then he can use this matter to operate in private... When he finds the suspect, he can completely kill him secretly!
Wanting to understand this, Wang Xuan raised his head and said to Butler Zhao: "Uncle Zhao, this matter is settled like this. Buy a coffin and set up a mourning hall. This matter will not be reported to the officials!"

He didn't explain the details, let alone whether the other party could understand. He is the head of the family now, so there is no need to explain everything clearly to his subordinates. He needs to quickly establish authority now.

To fight against the outside world, we must first secure the inside - Lu Xun

When Master Wang gave an order, the servants of the family naturally got busy. As a son of man, Wang Xuan personally cleaned the wounds of the two elders and put on the shrouds, but he was a little bit guilty in his heart. Death, it's hard to have parents in this world, the warmth of this family has not been enjoyed, and the two elders are gone...

Damn it, it's all the damn killer's fault!
Everything is prepared in advance. After all, it is impossible for anyone to prepare a few coffins for the things bought by smashing doors in the streets in the middle of the night. It is busy in the middle of the night just to build the mourning hall.

After all, Liu Zaobai also died because of his own family problems, so Wang Xuan reserved a place for her alone in the mourning hall.

It was almost dawn at this time, and Wang Xuan was not in the mood to sleep anymore, so he ordered Yoyo to prepare some food and wine, and took Liu Qingbai to drink in the yard.

Mainly, he also saw that Liu Qingbai couldn't cry all the time, which could easily cause internal injuries, and he, Wang Dashan, felt very sorry for hurting his sister because of his own problems.

The two of them drank one cup after another, and after half a catty of wine was drunk, Liu Qingbai opened the conversation.

"My sister and I's parents died early, and I was still in private school at that time. At that time, my sister was young, only 10 years old, and I was 13 years old. In order to allow me to concentrate on studying, my sister took care of all the work at home."

"At that time, I didn't know what to do in life. I read in the morning and evening every day, and I still opened my mouth to stretch out my clothes when I was eating. My sister was only 10 years old and started farming before dawn. She cooked for me, washed clothes, Sewing and mending for someone else’s house, not only need to provide food and drink for the two of us, but also supply me with pens, inks, papers and inkstones.”

"I get up early and work late every day, and work day and night. I have to eat something delicious. I just secretly eat some coarse grains and wild vegetable pancakes. Since that year, my sister has never grown taller. Until now, Still skinny and small."

Liu Qingbai took a sip of wine, said a word, and cried, his voice became more and more sad. Wang Xuan couldn't imagine how a ten-year-old girl could afford the whole family, what kind of scene it must be.

"I still remember that year, I was 18 years old, and my sister was 15 years old. When I learned that I was admitted as a scholar, Xiaomei couldn't help crying and laughing, laughing more exaggeratedly than I did. How could I hold my hand?" Ken let go, kept shouting and jumping, shouting "Guangzong Yaozu."

"It wasn't until that time that I realized that my sister's hands were so rough, much rougher than mine, and she didn't have the slender hands described in the book at all. At that time, I suddenly lost the joy of being a scholar." , holding my sister's hand and being speechless all the time."

Liu Qingbai raised his face, tears rolled down his face, and looked at the sky without blinking, but his eyes were empty, "After that year, my sister still didn't allow me to do any work. Whispering in my ear, our Liu family is counting on me to honor our ancestors, we must not waste time on the work of these low-class people."

"Still working from dawn to dusk to do jobs that shouldn't be done by him, supporting me to study, but three years later, I failed the exam and returned. At that time, I really had no face to see my sister. When I was 21, my sister was 18 years old. , it is the age when you should get married in a good age, but it is because of supporting me that you have made yourself dark and thin, and I feel ashamed every time I see my sister."

"In the next two years, I couldn't feel any progress in reading. I tore up a lot of books in a fit of anger. That night, my sister cried very sadly. She picked up the pieces little by little, crying and sticking to each other. She didn't want to say me, but kept crying. , My sister was 20 that year."

"There are very few matchmakers who come to propose marriage, and the man is a scumbag. I really can't see my sister being abused like this. I only blame myself for not being up to date. If I can pass the exam, I can support my sister no matter what." Good family."

"After that, I really didn't want my sister to suffer alone, so we came here. Fortunately, the old master was kind and only let me do some accounting work, and I still have a lot of time to study. It's just that this time, it's also called Luosunshan. When I become famous, my sister..."

"It's useless to be a scholar, me, what's the use of living!!" After saying this, Liu Qingbai's voice was already hoarse, and he couldn't make a sound.

Wang Xuan carefully recalled the memory of Liu Zaobai in his mind. He had no other impression of a black and thin little girl. He didn't want to live for others all his life. Really, really... Sigh.

Wang Xuan patted Liu Qinghong on the shoulder. He was not as miserable as the other party, but he didn't know how to comfort others. He could only persuade the other party to drink more. If he was drunk, he didn't know.

At dawn, Liu Qinghong was already drunk, but she was still muttering her sister's name to herself, Wang Xuan ordered someone to take him back to take care of her, wash herself up and prepare to go to the yamen for a walk.

He's been exercising so well that even drinking so much alcohol doesn't affect him in the slightest.

Wearing a plain white Confucian gown, with hair tied up in a bun, a bit of heroism is concealed in the elegance, and there is a bit of power between the eyebrows and eyes. It is obviously not like ordinary people, and anyone who sees it will have to look up to it.

All the way to the magistrate's yamen, Wang Xuan took out a greeting card and handed it to the janitor at the gate, and handed over a small ingot of silver, "Please, Tong Bing, the new recruit Wang Xuan is asking to see the magistrate Qi."

The yamen servant was slightly taken aback, Wang Xuan's world reputation had already reached 7 o'clock, and it had reached the point where ordinary people could respect him, even some big figures would think highly of Wang Xuan.

The silver disappeared into the sleeves at once, and the yamen servant bowed slightly, "Master Wang, please wait a moment, I will report right away."

After finishing speaking, he trotted and turned in.

(End of this chapter)