Although Wen Yanbo never left home, he had no choice but to know anything.

The little emperor took power and took revenge on the past. The "new party" came again and liquidated the "old party". As a person who retired in the fifth year of Yuanyou, how could he not pay attention to these things? After all, Wen Yanbo was also a big boss of the "old party". How could he have less liquidation?

Wen Yanbo listened to Wen Jifu's words and silently put down the book, with no expression on his extremely thin face.

Wen Jifu bowed and looked solemn.

He knew very well his old father, and if he said more, he might have guessed everything.

Wen Yanbo slowly sorted out the book and said slowly: "Zhu Qianzhen... ask him to come and see me."

Wen Jifu was still a little worried and said, "Father, this Zhu Qianzhen should be from the official family, and his son was a little worried."

Wen Yanbo looked up at him and said, "Let them all come back, get a few, prepare the orders. In addition, tie some people up."

Wen Jifu understood what Wen Yanbo meant and bowed and said, "Yes. Son will do it now."

Wen Yanbo continued to organize the books, stood up slowly, and placed them on the bookcase at the back door with a cane.

As soon as he stood up, he could see that this was a very thin old man, like a clothes hanger, and his clothes were hung on his body.

He moves very slowly and it is very laborious to move.

After sitting back, he sat on the chair, his old face had no expression, and his raised eyes seemed to have anger.

Wen Jifu made arrangements and came to the door. Looking at Zhu Qianzhen, who was standing under the steps, her expression changed slightly. She immediately laughed and walked out of the threshold quickly, raised her hand and said, "I am here, I am sorry for my mistakes, I am sorry for my crimes..."

Zhu Qianzhen didn't know Wen Jifu at all, and raised her hand politely and said, "Zhu is here to visit in a hurry, I hope you don't get surprised."

Wen Jifu grabbed Zhu Qianzhen's hand and walked upwards, saying, "It's because I don't have any eyes and can't recognize my uncle. I will punish myself three cups later. By the way, I am Wen Jifu, the eldest son of the Wen family, and the uncle can just call me Wen Lao Liu..."

Zhu Qianzhen quickly pulled her hand back and raised her hand in surprise and said, "It's Mr. Wen, Zhu is really clumsy..."

Wen Jifu grabbed Zhu Qianzhen's hand again, waved his hand with the other hand, "It's all over. I'm Wen Laoliu now. Come in quickly. I've sent someone to notify my father. I guess my father is already waiting."

Speaking of this, he stared at his feet and sighed: "My father is old and has not been able to walk by himself in the past two years, and cannot go out to welcome his uncle. Please forgive me."

Zhu Qianzhen was flattered and said repeatedly: "I dare not, how can I do that, what kind of virtue does Mr. Zhu dare to do my best? Please lead the way. I will go to see him now."

Wen Jifu smiled and said, "My father must have been waiting too quickly, and the uncle will follow me..."

Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man could not come and said angrily: "Father, I asked, there are a few kids who are messing around in Kaifeng, and I have sent someone to arrest him. It is my room, I am not strict in discipline, which is contrary to your and grandfather's teachings. Please punish me!"

As he said that, the middle-aged man knelt directly on the ground with an angry look on his face and aggrieved.

Wen Jifu was stunned, suddenly kicked him, and snorted coldly: "What's the matter? Let me talk about it when I come back!"

The middle-aged man seemed to see Zhu Qianzhen, stood up in a hurry, raised his hand politely and said, "Let the distinguished guests laugh."

Zhu Qianzhen seemed to have seen nothing and said with a smile: "To be honest, Mr. Wen, Zhu knows some people in the capital. If there is anything, I can tell me that I may be able to help."

Wen Jifu waved his hand and pulled Zhu Qianzhen forward, saying, "It's all a bunch of kids. If they really messed with things or provoked some big shots, I personally take them and trap them into Beijing to apologize. My Wen family is a family of poetry and books, and I can't tolerate anyone who commits crimes. If you don't say this, the uncle will follow me, and my father is already waiting."

Zhu Qianzhen smiled, and glanced at the middle-aged man. He had vaguely seen it on the portrait, and it seemed that it was also a semicolon that entered and left the Royal Pill Number.

‘Is this a preemptive move or a warning to me?’

Zhu Qianzhen smiled and was extremely vigilant in her heart. The Wen family was not an ordinary family, and Wen Yanbo was not an ordinary person. He must not take it lightly!

Wen Jifu was observing Zhu Qianzhen all the way. Seeing that he was smiling and greeting him, he woke up secretly: It turns out that the person who came was not good, but he just didn't know what he was thinking.

If Zhu Qianzhen only made an article on the Royal Piaohao for the Wen family, it was nothing more than the word "money and grain", it would be easy to say. But if it came for the Wen family, it would be a big trouble.

There are very few people in the Wen family in the court. Although his father Wen Yanbo has only been resigning for two or three years, the court has changed drastically. No matter how high Wen Yanbo's prestige is, it cannot stop Zhang Dun and others from liquidating!

The two of them came to the small building with their own thoughts and laughed.

Zhu Qianzhen looked around all the way and found that even the servants of the Wen family were dressed as good as officials and had "uspionage".

Of course, this kind of "user-pass" has long been useless and no one will care about it.

The house layout here is very exquisite, and even Zhu Qianzhen has never seen many flowers, plants and trees, so I am afraid that I have never heard of them.

Zhu Qianzhen remembered it secretly, and at the same time thought about the confrontation after meeting Wen Yanbo.

Wen Jifu led Zhu Qianzhen to the study room, pushed the door open, and said with a smile: "Father, I have invited you to uncle Zhu. uncle Zhu, please."

When Zhu Qianzhen came in, she saw a thin old man leaning on a chair, with his eyes raised, his expression rich, and his spirited look, and his mouth was smiling at the door.

Zhu Qianzhen quickly took two steps and said with a smile: "Mr. Wen, Zhu Qianzhen is polite."

Wen Yanbo sat up with some difficulty, looked at him carefully, smiled, and said, "I remember you, I have seen him at the banquet of the late emperor."

Zhu Qianzhen stood up straight and smiled and said, "Mr. Wen is still in style. I don't know how many people took you as an example back then. I don't know how many people were envied by Zhu Qianzhen if he had the honor to visit him."

Wen Yanbo smiled a few times and suddenly started to cough violently.

Wen Jifu was startled and hurriedly went up to pour tea, took medicine, and gave Wen Yanbo some to observe nervously, not daring to say a word.

Zhu Qianzhen's expression moved slightly, and then stepped forward. When Wen Yanbo seemed to have relieved, she said softly: "Mr. Wen, are you okay?"

Wen Yanbo lowered his head and waved his hand with some difficulty, without saying a word.

Wen Jifu supported Wen Yanbo, with a bad expression and sighed to Zhu Qianzhen: "I just told my uncle that my father has always been in poor health, and we are all worried."

Zhu Qianzhen nodded silently and kept observing Wen Yanbo.

After a long time, Wen Yanbo picked up a towel, wiped his mouth, and slowly leaned on the chair. His voice was much weaker than before. He reluctantly smiled and said, "I am over 90 years old, so it's not surprising when I die. If I die, my uncle will not come to pay my respects. Wen Yanbo has never done anything that benefits the country and the people. He comes silently, so he should be calm."
Chapter completed!