Chapter 214 King Anbei invites Hua Jingyun

When Mr. Zhang said it bluntly, Wen Mianmian did not beat around the bush and sat down again and said, "The newspaper office needs some things that are ignored by everyone but cannot be ignored to attract everyone's attention. Moreover, retired generals who have contributed to the country and have a difficult life will also need to be seen by more people in the hope of bringing changes to them. Therefore, it is just that everyone wants."

"In addition to the retired generals, we also saw beggars in the city and refugees who may appear in the future. These problems cannot be solved by the ability of newspapers, but they can be seen and paid attention to, which may bring changes."

She was telling the truth, and Old General Zhang was a little stunned, as if Wen Mianmian's answer was not as expected.

"I think you are starting from righteousness."

Wen Mianmian said with a smile: "You are so proud of me. When you are in your position, all I want is to want the newspaper office to be better."

"As for what you said, I don't have compassion, I don't agree with this."

Wen Mianmian began to argue for himself, "To help a person, you have to find a way. The so-called relief should not be an unconditional continuous contribution by one party, a peaceful enjoyment, and even take it for granted."

"I think it's me who should work hard, and then you have to stand up. I don't want to work hard on my own."

"The people in Yanzi Lane have just experienced the fire. Some have already lived through their lives, while others may soon lose their residence. There is no longer their place to stay in Kyoto. It is their own choice. Who can't blame anyone?"

General Zhang frowned slightly and asked, "How do you determine whether this person is worth helping?"

“This is very difficult.”

Wen Mianmian said: "King Anbei was ambitious to hold a charity sale, and wanted to use the charity sale to rescue the general in difficulty. However, he has not been able to come up with a suitable charter when it comes to how to pay the subsequent money and who will pay it out.

He carefully discussed this matter with Dahuang Niu. In this era of news, no national rescue agency would apply at all.

The treasury cannot allocate funds, and the court's responsibility to the soldiers was over when they retired;

It is impossible for the people to raise a large amount of money by themselves. Is it okay to sell it once, or can it be sold every year?

Even if you have money, how can you determine who needs help?

Even if this matter is done, it will be a big start.

"In my opinion, it is not enough to really help those people. Dozens or even hundreds or thousands of people are not enough. The entire Dongshu has to work hard to make the people respect those people, and merchants give priority to taking care of those people, so that all walks of life can give them opportunities, so that they can have more choices, rather than just going to work hard, but it takes a long time to subtly influence this."

Wen Mianmian's words made Old General Zhang fall into deep thought. The eldest prince, King Anbei, came to visit him in person, hoping that he could take the lead in doing this. He was naturally willing to do something for his soldiers with his poor body. But he knew his own abilities that he could do military strategies, but he could not handle these complex things, especially in which it involved extremely complex interpersonal relationships. He did not agree immediately, but he was always moved.

Wen Mianmian didn't know about this. If he knew about it, he would be afraid that he would scold King Anbei. This would definitely be the one who wants to take the blame for the Old General Zhang.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Wen Mianmian offered to say goodbye. Since she agreed to help her find her grandson, she naturally had to do her best. Before leaving, she asked someone to take out paper and pen and carefully record the child's characteristics.

Instead of going back to the royal palace, she went to the general's mansion and asked his grandfather to draw the small sword himself.

After learning about the Zhang family, both old men sighed. The old man carefully took the little sword and said that he would do his best to draw.

The old lady pressed her eyes and told her, "You should do your best to do this. The child was five years old when he was lost. He was already at the age of governor. He was very clever. If he was not lost, he could ask him back even if he asked for directions. After searching for so many years, there was no news. We all guessed that he had encountered a kidnapper and brought other places to the kidnapper, or he would have encountered an accident."

"Very clever?"

Wen Mianmian was a little interested, but she didn't ask at the Zhang family, for fear of making the two old men even more sad.

The old lady nodded, "I am very smart and talented in military tactics. When he lost, he just started practicing martial arts at the age of five. At that time, everyone praised him for his spirituality in martial arts. They all said that when he grew up, he was a tiger general."

"If you lose such a beautiful grandson, you Grandma Zhang almost didn't survive that time."

Wen Mianmian sighed quietly, "After so many years, where can I find it in the vast sea of ​​people?"

The old lady looked at her and said, "Try it, it is also a hope for your Zhang family grandpa and grandma, right?"

Wen Mianmian nodded, and after a moment, the old man Wen came over with the painted look. Wen Mianmian looked at it, and it was not bad at all. He looked up at the sky outside and thought for a while, "I'll go to the newspaper office again and ask my second cousin to arrange this matter as soon as possible and return the small sword."

I wanted to call his big yellow cow together so that they could have dinner outside in the evening, but the concierge said that Hua Jingyun had gone out.

Wen Mianmian came in and found Qingfeng. Qingfeng said, "The prince explained before leaving. He would not come back to have dinner at night, so let the princess rest early."

"Do you know where you went?"

"It is said that King Anbei sent someone to entertain the prince."

Wen Mianmian frowned. Among the brothers, they were the only one who got along well with each other. They had never had any contact in private. What did they invite him to a banquet?

Is it for the matter of Swallow Lane?

"I'll go to the newspaper office and send two people to follow me."

She felt a little uneasy when she left the house. She always felt that there was nothing good for the big yellow cow to go to the Anbei Palace. She wanted to send someone to see it, but she thought that there was still some space between the couple. She couldn't let the big yellow cow explain to her every step of the way, so she stopped thinking.

When I arrived at the newspaper office, I forgot the matter behind my mind. After explaining it carefully, I told you about the next Lantern Festival. It was already dark when I left the newspaper office.

As soon as she entered the mansion, Madam Fang walked forward with a letter, "Shortly after the princess left, someone came to Prince Anxin's mansion. Let me give this letter to the princess."

Wen Mianmian was curious that the two families were not too far apart, so she even wrote a letter to her.

After taking the letter, he opened it and immediately changed his face. He stuffed it to Madam Fang and ordered someone to trap him, "I'm going to the Anbei Palace."

The letter said that King Anbei held a banquet today. In addition to a group of romantic young men, Hua Jingyun was invited and many beauties were arranged to accompany him.

Madam Fang's face changed drastically after seeing the letter, "I heard that the banquet of King Anbei has always been vivid and fragrant. The women who accompany him are not ordinary brothel women. They are beautiful, and they are all good at piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs and dances. There are many tricks at the banquet. Many people who claim to be romantic are yearn for it."
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