I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Get angry.

Someone came to his senses. He looked at Wang Zhong and raised his eyebrows: "But I remember... these days, no one smashed your Zhuangzi's Zhengyang Gong Temple."

Wang Zhong chuckled: "No way!"

"You guys think it's strange, and that dog also thinks it's strange."

"He was in a hurry to ask for the five hundred Wen, and he had urged him several times, but yesterday I saw him limping home and asked him what was going on, and he just said that he fell down."

"But how could he fall like that? He was obviously beaten."

A lot of people suddenly realized.

Wang Zhong poured himself another cup of tea, and said softly, "So when I came to Chang'an today, I didn't sell goods, but went to the county government to inquire about the news."

"Guess where Zhang Gou's injury came from?"

Many people urged him.

Wang Zhong said in a slow manner, "Actually, Zhang Gou went to remind me yesterday, but he was caught and beaten by bad guys."

"Send people to do things, how can a ruffian be able to urge them?"

"I beat him ten sticks for obstructing the normal order of government affairs."

Speaking of this, almost everyone understood what it meant.

Wang Zhong paused: "The unscrupulous people also told me that they had to obey the imperial court's order, but... this is not a good thing. Everyone knows how great Zhengyang Gong is."

"From top to bottom, it's all the same attitude, just pretend to be good, who will really check?"

"As long as you don't make too much noise, you have to carry Zhengyanggong's clay sculpture through the market and swagger in Chang'an City. There will be no investigation into the matter of building a temple in private, let alone smashing the temple."

Gee.

"If that's the case, why did you issue this order?" A person shook his head with a bewildered expression on his face.

certainly…

Others didn't know about it, and they didn't dare to comment.

at this time.

A scholar who had never participated in the previous discussion and had been drinking tea silently said, "I have heard some rumors about this matter."

"Oh?"

"Really?"

The group of people cast a questioning look.

The scholar smiled: "I am a student of Tongfu Academy."

"I moved here recently, just come here for tea."

Tongfu Academy!

This is a gold-lettered signboard, and the group of people immediately lost their doubts. The words of a scholar from the Tongfu Academy can be trusted.

The scholar touched the table and said softly: "This matter, logically speaking, should be under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Punishment or Dali Temple, but when the imperial court proposes to rectify the private temple."

"The Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, Shangshu Zhou refused the matter and said that it should be handled by the Ministry of Rites."

"Then this matter was promised by His Majesty to the Minister of Rites."

"There's no other way, Wang Gui, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, has no choice but to follow suit, so that's how this matter is."

The court's gossip is a bit soul-stirring.

"Impossible, is Your Majesty the one who can do such a thing?" Someone muttered in a low voice, afraid that his words would be heard by others.

Some people also became puzzled: "But I remember... Then Wang Shangshu is not from the gentry, and Zhengyang Gong has the worst relationship with the gentry?"

The scholar quickly explained: "It's just a conflict of ideas."

"The reason why the gentry can survive for thousands of years is because they can lead the people to live a good life? That's why the people can tolerate their existence."

"What Duke Zhengyang did before, if you don't look at the results, it does seem a little too radical."

"The gentry felt that it was not good for the people, so they blocked it, but the result was good. I have seen students from various gentry recently, and they all recognize Zhengyang Gong more and more."

This group of people didn't know a lot of big characters, so they vaguely felt a little weird, but... After all, the words were uttered from the mouths of scholars in the Tongfu Academy, and after careful consideration, they were quite reasonable.

Look at the echo of this group of people.

The scholar smiled slightly, satisfied.

He...Of course he is not a student of the Tongfu Academy, he has inquired, and there will be no students from the Tongfu Academy here, so there is such an impostor.

He was arranged by Wang Gui.

Its purpose is to say these few words.

Is it true?

It was indeed true, but...changed Wang Gui's proposal to abolish the private temple into a proposal from the court, and made Wang Gui take the initiative to take over the matter, making it ambiguous, as if Li Shimin had placed himself on Wang Gui's head.

Wang Gui's idea is very simple.

Turn a bad move into a good move.

Although this can't bring them direct benefits, at least... in the hearts of the common people, their senses can become a little better, and it can also leave them with the impression that the nobles are actually similar to Zhengyang Gong.

At least……

Wang Gui hopes that when they do business, the common people will not be so against their business.

When Wu Jue found out about this.

It was already the first snowfall in mid-winter, and this news had even spread to the rubber factory and Fengchao. Someone asked Wu Sui a question, and Wu Sui learned about it.

The rangers were the first to suffer.

They didn't do their job well, and they didn't get the news at the first time, and they didn't even get the news. Wu Jue punished them to run around Chang'an City every day.

This is winter.

But this group of rangers also have troubles that they can't tell. They have always been proud of being well-informed, why they missed this, they are incredible.

They also didn't expect that when Wang Gui arranged people to do these things, he wanted to avoid the rangers.

Wu Jue took the news and found Yin Xuan: "Da Lang, look at how outrageous the news outside is, and it's all spread like this."

Yin Xuan glanced at it and waved his hand: "Don't care."

"Whether it is true or not, there will naturally be a conclusion in the future."

"It's just finding a chance to breathe."

Wu Jue nodded.

"I heard that Xue Rengui is coming back?" Yin Xuan asked casually.

Wu Jue smiled slightly, and replied, "Yes, they have already found what Da Lang needs."

Yin Xuan raised his eyebrows.

This time it was really smooth enough. After sailing for only half a year, he had gained something. This is a distance across an ocean. Just finding the direction is a huge problem.

It seems... Xue Rengui has already honed quite a long-distance voyage technique.

A month and a half later.

When the new year came, a small boat was moored in the Bahe River, and Xue Rengui, who was bald, took a few rangers who were also bald, and carried a few boxes, and hurried to the Tongfu restaurant. go.

In restaurants that have been closed for a long time.

Xue Rengui opened the box while introducing to Yin Xuan: "Dalang, you don't know, this voyage is really too painful."

"There's only the sea, and there's no land at all. If it weren't for the things Fengchao researched, we'd probably die in the sea."

"However, luckily, the things were brought back to you."