"Hurry up and tidy up the shop. Also, this is the shop of Poor Dao, not your shop in Wenjia Village, so don't push anyone to come here, understand?"

Taoist Wuwei's impatient face and the disgust in his tone successfully shocked Wen Zhong's family.

Even Wen Xiang almost thought that this shop really belonged to the Taoist priest, and she was just a little girl doing odd jobs.

Well done, well done!Wen Xiang applauded the Taoist priest in his heart, but there was a look of fear on his face: "Yes, yes, I, I will go to work right away."

Wen Zhong's family didn't even dare to fart.

The four of them left in desperation.

Unlike Wen Zhang's downcast, Wen Zhong wasn't particularly sad, on the contrary he was a little happy: Wen Xing, that bastard, really was talking nonsense, and the second girl and the Taoist priest were innocent.

It's just——, Wen Zhong looked at Wen Xiang's hands that were still wrapped in gauze: "Second girl, your hands are not yet sharp, and the Taoist priest wants you to work, what should I do?"

"It's okay, Tusun will help me, as long as the Taoist priest doesn't see me being lazy, he won't scold people."

"Second sister, then you should hide from the Taoist priest and take care of your hands first." Wen Xin urged.

"Ah."

"Although the Taoist priest is a bit fierce, you are here to help the workers. When your hands are ready, you must work diligently. Don't make the Taoist priest angry, you know?"

Wen Zhong's essence is still a hardworking and simple farmer, and he also upholds the most basic principles of life.

"You know, I'm not a lazy girl."

Wen Xiang sent Wen Zhong's family out with a smile, and she made a winning gesture in her heart: Oh yeah, it's done smoothly.

When Wen Xiang returned to the inner courtyard, Taoist Wuwei was already waiting for her: "How is it? Does it suit you?"

"very good!"

Taoist Wuwei frowned.

"You did a great job, I'm very satisfied." Wen Xiang immediately flattered her without hesitation.

"You don't like your third brother so much?"

"Well, I don't agree with his three views, so we are destined not to work together."

"What are three views?"

"It is the world outlook, outlook on life and values."

"What's that?"

Wen Xiang had to popularize to Taoist Wuwei what is the consistency of the three views from the philosophical level.

Wuwei Taoist is thoughtful, this statement is new, and it has some similarities with the Taoist discussion, but——
"How do you understand such a profound truth?"

Wen Xiang smiled slyly: "Master Dao, have you forgotten my dream-in-dream technique?"

Taoist Wuwei is speechless: I just don't want to expose you, what are you talking about?
"Then what are your three views?"

"My life is up to me, God. When the fortune is bad, I will lie dormant and gather momentum. When the opportunity comes, I will take advantage of the trend. Repay kindness with kindness, and repay grievances with honesty. A gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way."

"My fate is up to me." Taoist Wuwei murmured to himself, isn't that what he was talking about?Not to mention his father, even if God wants him to die, he will never catch him without a fight and fuck his mother.

Taoist Wuwei narrowed his eyes: I didn't expect that the three views of myself and this guy are quite compatible.

On the evening of the fourth day after the smashing incident, Li Xiancheng sent 200 taels of silver and the news that the three members of the Snake Gang had left Chengnan County.

"In addition, the documents for the revocation of Lu Xunjian's and Wen Zandian's positions have been sent to Fucheng, and there will be a reply in a few days. I hope that Daoist Master will be magnanimous for a few days."

"Okay, the poor will wait and see."

It was also on this night that Patriarch Wen and Wen Xing learned the bad news brought back by Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhang even beat him up, pointing at Wen Xing and scolding: "You bastard, you fooled us into begging for you, so that we were scolded for nothing."

"What did you say that the priest would listen to my second sister? Nonsense, he was so fierce that he not only kicked us out, but almost drove my second sister away too, you bastard!"

He poured all the grievances of not being able to help in the city on Wen Xing, and Wen Xin quickly stopped Wen Zhang who was still about to do something.

"No way, it shouldn't be. That day I saw that the Taoist priest was very protective of Wen girl." Wen Xing was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

Patriarch Wen also looked at Wen Zhong suspiciously.

"Oh, it's true as what Xiaoer said, we were kicked out just after we spoke a word, and that girl Wen Xiang is not very helpful, her hand is still wrapped in gauze, so she was sent to work by the Taoist priest."

Wen Zhong's heartbroken face said: "Patriarch, we can't talk at all."

Patriarch Wen lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. In the end, he left without saying anything, and Wen Xing also chased his father.

"Father, tell me, are they telling the truth?"

"It's hard to say." Patriarch Wen narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then said: "Since others can't count on it, let's go in person tomorrow."

On the fifth day after the smashing incident, taking all the 20 taels of silver left at home, Patriarch Wen and Wen Xing rushed to No. 77 Baihua Lane, Chengnan County early in the morning.

But no matter how much they yelled and beat their hands sorely, Tusun, who had already received the order to smell the incense, would not open the door.

Helpless, the two rushed to Lizhang Academy again. Under the publicity of Mrs. Wen Zhong, everyone knew that Wen Dao was studying at Lizhang Academy.

Today, Old Man Feng, the gatekeeper, was in a bad mood. He had just been reprimanded by Zhao Yun, the number one overlord who never came home at night. He was so angry that he had nowhere to go, and Patriarch Wen and Wen Xing bumped into his muzzle.

"It's early in the morning, who are you looking for?"

"The old man is the patriarch of Wenjia Village, and he wants to find my nephew to hear about it."

"Have you heard?"

This name is familiar to him. Old man Feng looked the person in front of him up and down, and he remembered what the girl told him.

"No, someone has already visited him this month, you are late."

"Hey, hey, what are you talking about, old man? I am Zandian of the yamen, you should report it quickly, otherwise——" Wen Xing has only been a Zandian for a month, and he has learned the bureaucratic style quite quickly. .

"Zan Dian?" Old man Feng didn't know Wen Xing, but he knew that Zan Dian had no rank or rank, but he was better than Li Zu.

He said unmoved: "This is the academy's regulation."

"You—you, a dog who looks down on people, open the door for me quickly." Wen Xing was impotent and furious, his resistance was very weak.

Patriarch Wen held his son, and he took out fifty Wen from his sleeve and handed it to old man Feng: "I would like to ask the old man for a convenience."

Old man Feng curled his lips, "Whenever I heard that girl didn't give me a hundred or two hundred coins, how could I be bribed with a mere fifty cents?"
"No." He said with a straight face and closed the door with a "snap".

Patriarch Wen and Wen Xing, who had been rejected, rushed to the Chengnan County Yamen again. This was their last hope.

First, he asked to see the magistrate, but of course the door was closed, and then he asked to see Li Xiancheng and Master Sun, but the result was still closed.

After going to three places in a row, he couldn't enter the door. The patriarch Wen knew that the situation was over, and he collapsed to the ground.

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