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Chapter 6 The Strange Servant

After saying that, he put down the bucket and held the broom and wanted to sweep the floor. His kindness was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs. Wang Tong was a little angry. Why did the man who was a slave to someone else's house have such a temper? He walked up to him and stretched out his hand and said:

"He kind-hearted help, how come there is so much nonsense? Give me a broom, or you think we didn't speak up!"

Wang was angry on the phone and stretched out his hand. The old man looked at Wang Tong a few times and saw that the Jinyiwei was strong and tall, but his face was childish. He was just a half-grown child. He couldn't help but smile and handed him the broom on his hand.

No matter how strong a thirteen-year-old is, he is just a baby face, which is also Wang Tong's helplessness.

After taking the tool, Wang Tong swept it up skillfully, and the father and son depended on each other for life. He has been doing this family chore since he was a child, which is not considered the modern experience.

"You are so old, you are so old, and these heavy tasks are for young people to do... It's not easy for you..."

The sky was just beginning to reveal its quietness on the street. Wang Tong was in a rare relaxation. He was talking while doing it, but the old man ignored it and scooped out water in the bucket with a wooden spoon.

After finishing the sweeping here, the old servant took the broom and nodded, and did not thank him. He went straight into the door and closed it again.

After all, he was kind-hearted to help him. Wang Tong almost cursed him because he treated him like this, but he still held back. After all, he was in front of the door of Baihu. He might have a weird temper when he gets old. Besides, helping is not about his thank you.

I was taken to the Xicheng City Experience Department when I came yesterday. I came early this day and waited. Wang Tong realized that he was indeed too early. After sweeping the floor, he stood for half an hour before waiting for the first one to come.

The sun has risen, and the doors of Tianbaihu are also bustling. People are gradually gathering together. Although everyone is wearing flying fish suits, embroidered spring swords, and dressed up in military uniforms, they are not disciplined, and they are all scattered and talking in groups, talking about family matters and the romance of the people. If you close your eyes, you may regard this place as a market.

Wang Tong stood silently in the corner. Since childhood, his father rarely let his family and colleagues deal with each other. Among these people, Zhang Shiqiang, who was standing beside him, there were also two people who had been to Macau and were considered old acquaintances. However, after seeing Wang Tong, his expression was very cold and he had no intention of saying hello.

At first, some people stared at Wang Tong and talked for a few words, but later everyone ignored the newcomer and chatted and laughed at themselves.

When the people were almost gathered, Liu Xinyong, the general bannerman, also arrived on a horse, and the burly man followed.

Different statuses, the treatment they received was naturally completely different. As soon as Liu Xinyong appeared, most of the Jinyiwei who arrived, greeted him loudly with a smile on his face. Liu Xinyong, the general bannerman, also nodded with a smile on his face, showing a high prestige.

No matter how your leader treats you, as a subordinate, you always have to face each other with a smile. Wang Tong, who is doing well in the modern workplace, naturally understands this truth.

But he smiled and flattered to a boss who wanted to seize his family property when his father passed away, and even took away his place of residence...

Wang Tong raised his head, no smile on his face, looked coldly, but he happened to meet Liu Xinyong, and the smile on Liu Xinyong's face froze at this moment.

Wang Tong lowered his head, Liu Xinyong smiled again on his face, and continued to nod and greet others.

The general flag was in charge of fifty people, and he was the deputy of Baihu. Liu Xinyong was able to make sure he was here. After he called him, the gate of Tian Baihu's house opened with a creaking sound, and Baihu Tian Ronghao walked out.

The noisy door was quiet immediately. Liu Xinyong got off the horse and bowed to him and said:

"See the Hundred Houses, be at peace with the Hundred Houses."

Tian Ronghao stood in front of the door and glanced at his subordinates. His eyes were inadvertently stopped for a short time on Wang Tong in the corner, and then he said loudly:

"The emperor's grace is so great that you should keep your duty and work diligently."

"promise!!"

"Is there something wrong yesterday?"

"Nothing happens!"

"Everything is as usual today!"

"As for the Lord's Destiny!"

These were all very routine rituals. Wang Tong followed everyone mechanically and bowed to answer. A few simple words, Tian Baihu's personal follower brought him a horse, and Tian Baihu rode away.

As soon as they left the peak, everyone became noisy again, surrounded Liu Xinyong, who was the highest-ranking position at this time, and welcomed and laughed. They all dispersed soon.

He said that he had something to do on duty, and most of them were wandering around and having fun. As for the only ones who stayed behind, there were Wang Tong and Zhang Shiqiang. "Isn't this a refrigerator?" Wang Tong muttered, but Zhang Shiqiang was confused.

The two walked silently to a small house with a single family. The outside of the house looked like a private house, but when they walked in, the format was somewhat different. The ground of the small courtyard was covered with stone slabs, the partitions of the hall were all removed, and some half-old weapons were placed in the corner. There was a square table and several wooden benches in the main hall.

Wang Tong remembered that he had come to a similar place with his father in the past. This was where hundreds of households under the Jinyiwei were working, but the conditions here were simple. No one wanted to stay here except for the rare Shangguan coming.

Stay at the standby and have nothing to do at all. Zhang Shiqiang is a dull man again. The two of them stare at each other and have nothing to say. They are really boring.

Although I still have hundreds of taels of silver at home and don’t worry about life, I am afraid that if I stay here and don’t deal with it, I will never change anything if I stay there. I’m really being refrigerated here. At that time, I’m looking for something wrong. Even if I don’t let you leave, you have to leave on your own initiative.

Wang Tong thought so in his heart, but did not reveal it. He even took the initiative to help Zhang Shiqiang clean up the yard.

Fortunately, it was lunch soon, so I naturally saved myself when I went back to eat. The two of them went back to their own houses and walked out of the small courtyard. Wang Tong let out a long breath, and it was so stuffy inside.

This is not far from his house. After walking out of the alley, I walked onto the street full of shops, and walked east along the street and went home.

The weather was cold, but the sun was good at noon, and there were many people on the street. Wang Tong felt much more comfortable walking in it, and he was so lonely and deserted in the morning.

In modern times, Wang Tong came to Beijing many times for various reasons, so he naturally knew how amazing the housing prices in this place around the Forbidden City are now. The courtyards sold for hundreds of millions of yuan, and there is still no market price.

It was completely different during the Wanli period. Not to mention that the Forbidden City was much larger than that of modern times, the real estate near the Imperial City was not that valuable.

For example, the Wang Tong family's two-entry yard, you can see the towering imperial city wall behind you by standing in the yard. Of course, there is still a distance from the base of the city wall, but only a few rows of people are separated by.

Of course, there is an open space between the residential area and the city wall, and soldiers often inspect it. There are moats on the east, west and north sides, but there is no one here.

If Wang Tong's house had not been because of the many shops in the street and the shops were not sold at all, the first was that the walls of the palace were too high to cover the sun, and the second was that there were often soldiers passing by, which was too noisy at night.

If this place is in modern times, it would not be sold at a sky-high price. You can see such a brand new Forbidden City every day. Wang Tong was thinking while walking, and his depressed mood improved a lot.

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