Wang Lengran turned sideways and squinted at Pei Shisanniang, who was bowing her head respectfully, half of her body soaked by the autumn rain.

Pei Shisanniang also saw from the corner of her eye that Governor Wang then moved his eyes away and glanced at the old muddy wooden threshold of Wang's house.

His face was expressionless, as if he was saying to her:

Why do I support you? This kind of unruly and despicable thing is worthy of letting my officials and young masters carry their shoes through the door?

Lin Cheng was also silent, but turned his head to look at the location of Wang's house. From time to time, he glanced in the direction of Chengtian Temple, which was under construction, as if he was thinking about something.

The three people looked on indifferently, making the atmosphere a bit awkward and cold.

Pei Shisanniang forced a smile and prepared to speak out to ease the atmosphere.

At this moment, a clerk not far away hurriedly came to report:

"Master Governor, Master Lin, King Xunyang is here, and the Crown Prince... Don't drive, sir, they are coming this way."

Everyone was stunned for the first time.

"Why are these two gentlemen here?" Wang Lengran frowned in confusion.

The clerk bent down and explained in a low voice:

"It seems that I came here to inspect the statue-making matter. Your Majesty and Lord Biejia were originally visiting Chengtian Temple, but I heard that the demolition of Qingyang Heng Street was not going well. I wanted to come to see the situation and show sympathy to the people on behalf of Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Wei Shaoqi and Lin Cheng exchanged glances.

Wei Shaoqi chuckled:

"This Jiangnan pacifier is really doing his duty."

As soon as this statement came out, except for Wang Lengran who nodded and laughed, Pei Shisanniang, Shen Bingqiang and others all kept silent, not daring to intervene in this dispute.

Wang Lengran stopped his smile, frowned and looked at Lin Cheng: "What is the purpose of this move?"

Lin Cheng looked away from Wang Zhai and said softly:

"Let's take the opportunity to express our position, so that the saints far away in the capital know that they are also cooperating with the saint's statue, and they are sharing the saint's worries. They are not ignoring the Xingzifang Buddha."

"I thought they were as tough as Ouyang Lianghan."

Wang Lengran muttered, turned around and said:

"I understand, let's go and pick him up with my officer."

"Lord Governor, be careful of slippery roads..." The junior official quickly ran ahead to lead the way.

Lin Cheng and others watched Wang Lengran leave temporarily with his hands behind his back.

Lin Cheng, who was standing in front of Wang's house, suddenly turned around and asked:

“Who exactly owns the land title of this house?”

Shen Bingqiang spoke in front of Pei Shisanniang who was slightly stunned:

"After the death of the old man of the Wang family, the property rights of the house belonged to his three sons, so we initially talked with these three sons and they all agreed. Unfortunately, the old lady refused to agree. Now the three sons are hesitant.

"But fortunately, there are smart people among them, and we also give a lot. Wang's eldest son and second son asked us to wait for a while, and they would try to persuade us.

"The second son of the Wang family also whispered that if it doesn't work out, we will take the old lady to live with them for a while. We will take the opportunity to demolish the house and wait until the rice is cooked. The old lady and the others will come to coax her."

Hearing this, Lin Cheng did not comment, but just glanced at Pei Shisanniang and Shen Bingqiang.

He patted Pei and Shen on the shoulders with a calm expression.

Pei Sanniang and Shen Bingqiang thought that Mr. Lin, who had replaced Ouyang Changshi with exquisite methods, would speak and tell them how to deal with it.

Unexpectedly, Lin Cheng withdrew his hand, turned his head, and stepped into the mud-stained threshold of Wang's house without any hesitation. The hem of his usually spotless snow-white clothes suddenly became a little dirty.

Pei Sanniang and Shen Bingqiang looked at each other in confusion. Before they could get confused, the next moment they heard vague footsteps and conversations coming from the street behind them.

It was Wang Lengran who came here with Lixian, the king of Xunyang, and Dalang, the crown prince of Jiangzhou.

Wei Shaoqi, who had been watching, suddenly laughed and stepped forward. He smiled and patted Pei Shisanniang and Shen Bingqiang on the shoulders. He didn't say anything more, as if everything was forgotten.

Wei Shaoqi turned around and left, avoiding Li Xian and his son. Outside Wang's house, only Pei Shisanniang and Shen Bingqiang were left, comprehending something alone.

Inside Wang's house.

Lin Cheng, who rushed in before Prince Xunyang and his son to comfort him, was respectfully welcomed by several men from the Wang family into an old Buddhist hall bedroom that was used both for sleeping and worshiping Buddha.

He greeted an old white-haired woman on the bed in the bedroom warmly:

"Good morning, old madam, I, Lin Cheng, the right deputy envoy to Jiangnan Province, came to make the statue on behalf of Your Majesty. I heard..."

The white-haired old woman sitting blankly looked puzzled for a moment, then suddenly her face was filled with joy:

"What? Wang Lang, Wang Lang is you? You finally came back to see me. I have been waiting for you here for nothing, praying for you. Wang Lang, sit down quickly. Why are you still young? I am already waiting for you to grow old.

Don’t despise me..."

The Wang family members behind him looked helpless.

Lin Cheng suppressed the twitching corners of his mouth and kept his smile unchanged.
Chapter completed!