Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

Zhenyuan City, Wang Residence.

"Snap!"

A fine white porcelain teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, with shards scattered all over the floor.

Wang Xin, the head of the Wang family, stood with his beard and hair bristling, glaring angrily at Wang Qian kneeling before him, his tone filled with rage.

"How dare you! You still dare to sneak out and cause trouble again?"

"Do you know the price the Wang family paid to quell the trouble you've caused?"

Previously, Wang Qian had been secretly buying and selling military merits, but Lin Feng caught him red-handed upon his return.

On the same day at the general's mansion, Bian Xi immediately threw Wang Qian into prison and sent someone to inform the Wang family of the matter as soon as possible.

Wang Xin had already received a message from Cai Wu, the Golden Knife Swordsman, sent by his servants. After the banquet at the General's Mansion ended, he visited Zhang Liao that very night.

He bowed to Zhang Liao to apologize and offered to donate 50,000 taels of silver to help Zhang Liao resist the northern barbarians.

Since Zhang Liao took charge of military affairs in Zhenyuan City, Wang Xin has always taken the initiative to donate money and grain to support the army.

Zhang Liao had always given him some face, so he only gave Wang Qian a minor punishment as a warning.

He privately gave his son several dozen lashes and then sent him back to the Wang family, repeatedly instructing Wang Xin to keep a close eye on his son and prevent him from causing any more trouble.

From that day on, Wang Qian was confined to his residence.

Wang Qian, with a bitter face, began to complain to Wang Xin.

"Father, I'm your own son! Why are you siding with outsiders instead of protecting your own family?"

"I'm cooped up in this house every day, I'm about to suffocate! Can't I even go out for half a day of fresh air?"

Wang Xin's anger surged. He swept his arms to the left and right, grabbed the stick from the guard beside him, and raised his hand to strike.

"You little bastard! Who is Lin Feng? He's the one General Zhang personally gifted the sword to, and now he's a centurion. His future is limitless!"

"You're incredibly foolish to be jealous of him over a courtesan!"

"Still thinking about going out to play?"

"I'm going to beat you to death today!"

Wang Xin was truly enraged and began to strike Wang Qian on the head with his stick, which frightened Wang Qian so much that he covered his head and ran away, dodging repeatedly.

At the critical moment, Wang Xin's second son, Wang Ling, and the family steward rushed forward to stop him and kindly persuade him.

Wang Ling is a year younger than Wang Qian, but his temperament is much more stable and reliable than his older brother's.

He now manages many of the Wang family's businesses in Zhenyuan City.

"Dad, please calm down!"

"The wounds on my brother's body haven't fully healed yet. If you hit him again, won't you be killing him?"

Wang Xin's eyes were bloodshot, almost spitting fire: "If it weren't for your mother's frail health and inability to withstand fright, I would have beaten this unfilial son to death long ago!"

"Someone come here!"

Wang Xin shouted sternly, "Take him away and keep him under strict guard. As long as the war continues, he is not allowed to step out of the courtyard even once!"

Wang Qian was filled with resentment, but he was still dragged away by the servants.

It was quite some time after he left that Wang Xin's agitated emotions gradually calmed down.

The steward quickly brewed a cup of tea and handed it over, advising, "Master, have some tea to calm your nerves. You know the eldest son's temperament best; he's just a bit playful and willful."

Wang Xin closed his eyes and took a sip of tea, the delicate aroma spreading between his lips and teeth.

"well……"

He sighed heavily: "Playful? Willful? His past outrageous deeds are one thing, but the Wang family can still cover for him."

"But now the northern barbarians are at the city gates. Once the city falls, the Wang family's more than fifty years of foundation will be completely destroyed!"

"It would be one thing if he lacked ambition, but the Wang family still has Ling'er who can shoulder the responsibility. However, he insists on provoking people in the military. This kind of trouble will only bring disaster upon the Wang family sooner or later!"

Wang Ling and the steward remained silent, knowing full well that Wang Xin was telling the truth.

If it weren't for Zhang Liao's leniency, the Wang family would have been doomed long ago just for buying and selling military merits!

After a long while, Wang Xin finally calmed down completely.

He looked at Wang Ling and asked in a deep voice, "I asked you to contact the heads of the Park and Zhao families. Have you received any replies?"

Wang Ling nodded slightly and replied, "I just came to report this matter to Father. Both the Park family and the Zhao family are quite interested in what Father has proposed."

After a pause, Wang Ling couldn't help but ask, "Dad, are we really going to move our business south?"

The Wang family is the richest family in Zhenyuan City. They have been rooted here for over fifty years, and all their wealth is tied to this city.

If you relocate rashly, you will inevitably lose your wealth.

Upon arriving in a new territory, one must re-manage relationships with various parties. If one is not careful and offends someone, the Wang family, this "fat sheep," will inevitably be slaughtered and suffer heavy losses.

Wang Xin nodded slowly: "Even if Zhenyuan City can be defended, it will definitely become the front line in the future, and business will certainly not be as good as before. The Wang family cannot put all its eggs in one basket."

"Since the Park and Zhao families also share this intention, the three of us will join forces and gradually move some of our businesses to the south."

"It's good to stick together and support each other."

"I'll leave this matter to you. Choose a suitable day, and I'll meet with the two family heads as soon as possible to finalize this."

Wang Xin had already made up his mind to move at least half of the family business to the south, and sent his second son, Wang Ling, to make the arrangements.

In this way, even if Zhenyuan City falls in the future and the Wang family moves south, they can still preserve their wealth and fortune.

Just as Wang Xin and Wang Ling were racking their brains and making plans for the future of the Wang family, Wang Qian, who was locked in his own courtyard, still harbored treacherous intentions.

"I remember you know a rascal who lives near the City God Temple?"

Wang Qian, holding a wine glass, casually asked his trusted confidant Liu Cheng beside him.

Liu Cheng nodded quickly: "There is such a person, named Hou San, who is a notorious rogue in the city."

"Young Master, why are you suddenly asking about him?"

A sinister glint appeared in Wang Qian's eyes, and his tone was icy: "You said he joined some kind of society called the Green Snake Society? It has quite a bit of influence in the city."

Having followed Wang Qian for many years, Liu Cheng could vaguely guess his thoughts. He looked somewhat embarrassed and clicked his tongue, saying, "Young Master, the Green Snake Society does indeed have some influence, and there are a few skilled fighters hidden within it."

"But... compared to the Zhenyuan Army, they're utterly insignificant. They would never dare to provoke Lin Feng!"

"Tsk!"

Wang Qian glared at Liu Cheng, his tone impatient: "Who said we were going to deal with Lin Feng? He's riding high right now, and I don't need to risk his life."

"But what about the people around him?"

"Those two bitches, Song Yuwei and Su Wan'er, don't have Lin Feng's abilities."

"Does the Green Snake Society really think they can't handle two defenseless women?"

Liu Cheng was shocked and dumbfounded.

How is messing with Song Yuwei and Su Wan'er any different from directly provoking Lin Feng?

He quickly advised, "Young Master, the Master has repeatedly forbidden you from causing any more trouble. This matter... perhaps we should just let it go?"

"Snapped!"

Wang Qian's eyes flashed with anger, and he slapped Liu Cheng hard across the face.

"Are you the young master or am I? Tomorrow, contact Hou San and find a way to get in touch with the leader of the Green Snake Society!"

"If they handle this matter well, they'll be handsomely rewarded!"

Money has never been a problem!

Liu Cheng covered his swollen face and dared not say another word.

He's already given all the advice he could; arguing back will only make him suffer.

He knew in his heart that the eldest son he served was like a vengeful viper.

Anyone who crosses him is doomed to have bad luck for eight lifetimes, and will never have a peaceful day again...