Chapter 410

The gentle cool breeze brushed against his cheeks, the coolness permeated from outside his body, and radiated from his heart.

Wang Yan's body was tense, he opened his eyes, and observed his surroundings with sharp eyes, observing where he was at this moment.

The sun in the sky was warm; it was the rising morning sun. In front of him was a blue-black high wall of a zhang, and below it were several grass-bundle arrow targets. Beside him was an ancient-style pavilion, under which stood a weapon rack, with a horse pike, red-tasseled spear, half-moon halberd, zhang-eight long spear, puda knife, and a mo knife, in addition to several conventional knives and swords, and spear shafts without spearheads. The weapons were all cold and sharp, and one could tell at a glance that they were good blades.

Looking at the vast and empty land of more than a hundred square meters, it is not difficult to know that this place is a martial arts field.

On the west side is a large house with flying eaves and blue tiles. Through the double-opening gate, there is another large bright area in the deep, and the place should be quite large. On the threshold sat a young servant with a child's bun, boredly supporting his chin, looking at the sky for a while, and then looking at the ground for a while.

Looking at himself, he was dressed in a short, tight-fitting outfit, black cloth shoes, his long hair tied into a bun, wearing a green turban to fix his hair, avoiding it from scattering due to large movements; this was exactly the attire for practicing martial arts.

Confirming that the location was safe, Wang Yan began to receive the identity that the Living Father had arranged for him this time.

Wang Yan, eighteen years old, home in Wang Family Village, Yanggu County, Yunzhou, Dong Ping Prefecture, Jingdong West Road, liked practicing martial arts since childhood, and also had a slight interest in reading, but he didn't join the army for martial arts, and he was a scholar for literature, but failed the prefecture exam before.

His parents passed away from illness three years ago, leaving behind thousands of acres of land, as well as this large mansion, as well as wine shops, pharmacies, and cloth shops in Yanggu County, a caravan that traded north and south, plus various IOUs from dozens of families in Wang Family Village. After some tossing, he completely controlled the huge family business.

At the same time, he was deeply loved by the villagers and is currently the Baozheng of Wang Family Village, in charge of household registration, public security, and training the brave. Of course, normally speaking, his title should be called Da Baozhang, which was the system changed by Wang Anshi's reform, with fifty households setting up one Da Baozhang. Wang Family Village is exactly fifty-one households, more than three hundred people, which is a large village. It's just that with the evolution of time, it is defaultly called Baozheng. A proper Baozheng manages more than two thousand people. He is just a village head.

As for why he is loved by the villagers, it is naturally because most of the land in Wang Family Village is his, and the land held by the remaining people is not much. Except for those who go out to work, the families in Wang Family Village are basically his tenant farmers. These many lands, according to the Living Father's statement, were acquired by normal accumulation means of landlords, such as encountering disaster years, or when someone encountered something and couldn't get by, and they were acquired little by little.

He can also be considered a good landlord; the land rent is not high, and after removing various taxes, the life of the people in Wang Family Village is also passable. If they really can't open the pot, they can receive some relief at Wang Baozheng's house, or borrow some money and grain. So in the Yanggu County generation, he is the Wang Wang Da Guanren who is well-known.

The time now is early summer in the first year of Zhenghe, which is 1111 AD, and the one sitting on the dragon chair is the famous artist, Zhao Ji. And this time, it is only fifteen years away from the Jingkang year.

This is a decent landlord, which is the standard configuration of the Living Father, saving him the initial accumulation and taking care of this good big son. Of course, the reason is roughly the same, that is, if he really let go of his hands and feet to display, to reach the current family business, it would not be very laborious, so it is better to be directly in place, the Living Father has always been very direct...

After understanding his information, Wang Yan went to the weapon rack, took the long spear with the red tassel, and practiced on the martial arts field in his own yard. These weapons were all carefully crafted by craftsmen from Yingtian Prefecture with a lot of money.

Weapons are the extension of hands and feet, so he can play with common weapons very well.

But to tell the truth, he played with these weapons in his own yard, and no one pursued it, but if it were really pursued, being caught and beaten, and then locked up for three to five years, would be no problem at all. Not to mention the way it is played in TV, a group of people holding weapons and swaggering in the street, one by one, none of them want to be good.

After all, Old Zhao abolished martial arts for the sake of the Zhao family's country, not to mention the dangerous elements holding sharp blades. At this time, holding weapons in the street is basically no different from holding guns and gesturing in the street in modern times. However, the story is like that, and now it is also rationalized.

While practicing martial arts, Wang Yan was distracted thinking about how to do things this time.

There are still fifteen years until Jingkang; at this time, if he wants to take the imperial exam and become an official, it is basically too late. He can be more flattering, but wanting to hold great power in fifteen years is also laborious. There is a group of big bosses in the court, and there is the struggle between the new and old parties; wanting to use the official status to influence national policy and mobilize resources is not an easy task. Not to mention the three redundancies and two accumulations of the later generations, there are so many empty official positions waiting for the ranking, and the competition is fierce; how much he has to lick to get to the top, and it is not worth spending too much energy.

As for joining the army, that is even more forget it; it is not as good as the imperial exam. First, the status of the military is low, and second, there are various constraints and precautions, so it is not easy to mix. Di Qing, Yue Fei, what amazing people they were, and they were all killed.

If he really mixes in the army, he will definitely be able to mix to that extent. But according to the conduct of the Zhao family and the officials in power, unless he directly raises the flag to rebel, it will not be much better. That is not something that can be solved by flattering, various interest transfers, but when he reaches that position, the soldiers and horses he holds make them sleep uneasy, which is the set of "whether there is a rebellious heart is not important, having the ability to rebel is important."

Of course, it is also because his identity now is a landlord; if he were a big-headed soldier, or had already been a small official, that would be another statement. So he thought about it, and it is better to infiltrate from the local area.

As for Song Jiang and his gang on Liang Shan, that will be discussed later. After all, he doesn't know what the situation on Liang Shan is now, and he doesn't know what step the plot has reached. And to tell the truth, he has no intention of finding trouble with Liang Shan; after all, in the Shandong area, having Liang Shan tossing around, he is under the lamp, which is quite good...

After pondering like this, the spear was practiced almost enough, and after collecting the moves and throwing a spear flower, he threw it casually, and the long spear fell accurately onto the weapon rack and inserted into the fixed hole.

The young servant in green clothes ran over with a water bottle and a water cup: "Young Master, drink some water to relax, the bath water is already ready."

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This kid is named Wang Baoqing, the eldest in the family, thirteen years old this year. Their family is the one who farms Wang Yan's land. When the kid grew up, he couldn't afford to read anymore, so he came here to be a servant, doing some things within his power to earn money to subsidize the family. He is not a slave who sold himself, but a proper child laborer who receives a salary.

Wang Yan nodded and took the water cup, letting the kid pour warm water, and while drinking water, said: "No rush to take a bath, walk around the mansion first to smooth out the breath."

The child laborer had no objection, followed behind his butt, and swayed around in this large mansion all the way.

This large mansion, a large courtyard surrounded by high walls, is overall in the shape of a cross. The front and back doors are considered to separate the front yard from the back house. On the east side of the front yard are two rows of more than twenty rooms, and on the west side are warehouses, grain piles, and kitchens. At the second gate of the courtyard, there is a front hall with three rooms. After a section of landscape in the courtyard, the back yard is three main rooms, and there are more than ten wing rooms on the east and west sides, and another kitchen.

Behind the main room is a garden, in which there are mountain stones, flowers, plants, and trees. Between the second gates, there are east and west roads. On the east side is the martial arts field for practicing martial arts and running horses, and on the west side is a stable, in which there are three tall horses, which can be considered good horses. There is also a cow shed, in which there are ten old yellow cows, which are used by tenant farmers who need them during farming, and no money is charged. On weekdays, the children of the tenant farmers will come to herd the cows, and they will beat grass to feed and do green storage, which is considered the cost of using the cows.

In addition, there are several two-story bunkers in the courtyard, one for viewing, and the other for looking out and reconnaissance, to guard against people coming to rob. Because the house is built on a mound, it is not connected to the village below, and the view is quite good. Below there is a small stream, green mountains, green water, blue sky, and white clouds, and the view is also excellent.

The entire area must be more than a thousand square meters, and it might be more than two thousand square meters. Standing on the bunker, the cultivated land within sight is basically his. The mountain behind is also his decision. The villagers who hunt prey in the mountains have to send some to him.

Such a large house uses many people. There are sixteen young and strong thugs, two couples who cook, six servants who do cleaning, two maids who make shoes and clothes part-time, and a manager named Wang Fusheng who manages things. Except for the two maids who were sold in, others were hired with money. The manager has worked in their family for many years and is considered a family member and is trustworthy.

This family business is very useful, and it is also called a big landlord. If you don't believe it, look at him. If it weren't for Wang Wang Da Guanren's kindness, the villagers who lived in Wang Family Village for many years and were related by blood would have been harmed by him.

After looking around, Wang Yan went to a room in the east wing and soaked in a large wooden barrel with warm water. It was also at this time that he noticed that the tattoo on his body appeared automatically.

Maybe it was to cooperate with the plot; after all, those who come out to mix now, whether they committed crimes and were tattooed, or were deliberately tattooed on their bodies. Many people in the Liang Shan gang have them, which is the fashion of hooligans. Modern times are hard to say; after all, it is personality, hobby, and niche culture. At this time, it can be said for sure that those with tattoos are not good people. The composition is very simple: either a local ruffian, a hooligan, or a criminal.

He didn't care, it was fancy, so it was fancy. The Living Father even explained it, saying it was carefully tattooed by a tattoo master in Great Ming Prefecture, and the source was quite clear...

After a simple wash, Wang Yan ate breakfast at a good sandalwood dining table in the back hall of the main room, millet porridge, several side dishes, and several boiled eggs, normal food. The two maids who had already eaten were serving, and the manager Wang Fusheng sat opposite Wang Yan, drinking tea while reporting the situation of the family business to Wang Yan, this young master.

The business was naturally very good; otherwise, he wouldn't have such a large mansion. Although the scale is not very large, the profit is also very considerable, involving mountain goods, furs, etc., and there is also contact with the Liao Kingdom in the north, which can be considered cross-border trade.

After reporting, Wang Fusheng frowned and said: "Young Master, Ximen Qing has been dishonest recently, doing small movements behind his back, competing with us for business."

Wang Yan thought about it, it was checking the background information of the system: "Ximen Qing's heart to destroy me will not die, always thinking about my Wang family's industry, Uncle Fu, don't relax, pay more attention to his movements."

Ximen Qing's business is bigger than his, not only in Yanggu County, but also in Yingtian Prefecture and even Bianliang, a proper rich man. It is not strange that he lives in Yanggu County and does not go to big cities, because he is the boss here, and he has strength in both black and white ways. In other places, he is a grandson, so how can he be as comfortable as making a fortune in Yanggu County.

"Yes, Young Master."

"I heard before that there is a man named Wu Song in Qinghe County, who is quite brave. You send someone to inquire about it and make contact. If possible, bring him to see me."

This is because when he looked at the information about Ximen Qing just now, he checked the information of the Yanggu County government by the way, and there was no such head of the county named Wu Song, so he arranged it like this. The information of the system is all related to him; as a famous big landlord in the local area, he is naturally familiar with the county government, and basically everyone in the government knows him.

Wang Fusheng responded, and seeing that the young master didn't speak anymore, he resigned and went to do his own thing. After all, there is such a big stall, and the young master only directs, so he, as a manager, is very busy every day.

Wang Yan had no other instructions, mainly because he didn't understand the situation now, so there was no need to rush to act. First, have a count of his own family background, have an understanding of the situation, and then study what to do next. As for Ximen Qing's death-seeking matter, those are all secondary; when he clears it up, this forced person will definitely be the first to die. Industry or not is secondary; the main thing is that in Yanggu County, there can only be one Wang Da Guanren.

After breakfast, after resting for a while, Wang Wang Da Guanren planned to go out to stroll around to find out the current situation. He changed into a green long gown, his hair was tied into a bun by the maid, and a green jade hairpin was inserted to fix it. He compared it in the polished copper mirror and nodded with satisfaction. He didn't feel it in modern times, but when he came to ancient times, after such a toss, he was very handsome...

A guard harnessed a carriage to follow, and Wang Baoqing followed behind his butt. Wang Wang Da Guanren walked down the hillside with his hands behind his back; he had to see the situation of Wang Family Village first. These hundreds of people are the basic disk and must be managed well.

"Baoqing, I remember you read books quite well before?"

"How can I be as good as the Young Master? Young Master, you are a scholar."

"You, at such a young age, are very slippery. Anyone who can read can be a scholar; I am a martial artist who failed the prefecture exam, so how can I say I am good." Looking at the clever kid who looked like a model beside him, listening to the sensible flattery, Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, asking: "What did the teacher say?"

"The teacher said I could pass, but he said the same to Daniu and Erhu..."

"What about yourself?"

"I... don't know."

"The way of the great learning lies in clarifying virtue, in loving the people, in stopping at the highest excellence, discuss it."

Wang Baoqing looked at the Young Master suspiciously, but still opened his mouth and said: "This is the first sentence of the opening of the Great Learning, it is..."

From the mansion on the hillside to the village below, it looks very close, but in fact, it is several hundred meters away. And discussing the first sentence of the opening of the Great Learning is not a simple process; if you talk about it in detail, you can really talk for two nights. Along the way, he just listened to this kid shaking his head and chanting.

Arriving at the school at the entrance of the village, Wang Yan waved his hand, listening to the long reading sound coming from the school, looking at the slightly thin child with a smile: "Do you still want to study and take the imperial exam?"

---Side note---

Thanks to (Best Quarterback) (Xiaoyao Xiaoxiao) (Can you not be castrated) for the continued support of the three big brothers.