The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Hearing this, people were shocked, why did these people come?

Everyone knows that Dong Yiwu, the governor, has been suppressing Fuyang Earl's Mansion. The two sides are fighting openly and secretly, but recently, the latter's momentum has become more and more serious.

But what does it mean when the day of Young Master Kang's wedding comes?

Wang Kang was slightly taken aback, exchanged a glance with his father, and then went up to meet him.

"It's a great honor for Mr. Dong to come," Wang Dingchang cupped his hands.

No matter what contradictions there are, but on such an occasion, the visitor is a guest, and the appearance must be done well.

"Bo Fuyang's words are serious. Your son's reputation spreads far and wide, and it is also beneficial to the development of my Yangzhou City. How can I not come?"

Dong Yiwu's words clearly implied something.

Wang Kang didn't respond at all, and said with a smile: "Master Dong condescends to come, welcome, welcome, but why don't you see Brother Dong?"

"Don't rush to welcome, there is another adult coming,"

At this point, Gao Liang's registration sounded again, "Cao Shangzheng, the left servant of the Ministry of Rites, Mr. Cao is here!"

This sound made the people who were sitting down get up.

The Ministry of Rites is one of the six ministries of the imperial court. It is responsible for etiquette, codes, feeding and sacrifices... There is a minister, and the left and right servants under him, and the official rank is from the fourth rank.

The level is not high, but from Kyoto, among the six, under the foot of the emperor, the meaning is different.

What is even more shocking is, how could there be an official from the Ministry of Etiquette on this wedding day?

Hearing this, the haze in Wang Kang's heart suddenly rose. The official of the Ministry of Rites, he had never met before, so this person came here with a clear purpose...

[Author's Digression]: The first update,

Chapter 4 Thirteen Those who should come will come, and those who shouldn't...

Wang Kang's thoughts flashed, and a person had already walked in at the door. This person was older, his temples were white, and his face was serious...

Wang Dingchang hurriedly went up to meet him, "I don't know that Mr. Cao is coming, but I am far away from welcoming you, please forgive me."

"Humph,"

The left servant of the Ministry of Rites rolled his eyes at Wang Kang, snorted coldly, and walked forward on his own.

"Come here, Mr. Cao, please," Dong Yiwu hurriedly directed, as if he had arrived at his place, making a big noise.

When passing by Wang Kang, he said with deep meaning: "Wang Kang, I wish you a happy marriage and everything goes well,"

By this time, Wang Kang already understood that the Minister of Rites was brought by Dong Yiwu.

It was brought by him, definitely not invited by him, he still doesn't have the ability...

But there is one thing that Wang Kang can be sure of, just as he expected before, ghosts and snakes are finally about to jump out...

He was about to say something when another loud shout sounded out.

"Zhou Er, the right servant of the Ministry of Industry, Mr. Zhou is here!"

"Why are people from the Ministry of Industry here?" People were surprised again,

"Haha, Wang Kang congratulations, congratulations,"

At this time, several laughter came, and Wang Kang saw that it was his old acquaintances, Li Zheng, Wang Fuchen...these three were craftsmen his father had invited from the Ministry of Industry.

They all helped to participate in the early iron and steel smelting. Wang Kang reciprocated, and donated iron ore worth [-] gold coins to the Ministry of Industry in the name of Fuyang Earl's Mansion.

So it's a good relationship.

"Master Zhou, I guess you are here," Wang Dingchang went up to meet him, and said to a thin middle-aged man.

"Haha, I didn't tell you about such a big event. Donating iron ore earlier relieved the urgent need of our Ministry of Industry. I haven't thanked you yet,"

He said and looked at Wang Kang, "You are Wang Kang, you are awesome. The steel you smelted is simply too shocking."

"I don't want your method either, we can cooperate,"

"It's easy to say, easy to say," Wang Kang cupped his hands and said, "Please forgive me for not taking good care of you because there are many visitors."

"Why were we polite before, you are busy,"

Wang Fuchen waved his hand.

The shock of the people was not over yet, and a sign-up sounded immediately.

"Liu Zan, the right servant of the household department, Mr. Liu is here,"

"Household?"

"Master Liu?" Wang Dingchang hurriedly greeted several visitors,

"Uncle Fuyang donated money and goods three years ago to use in the war, and relieve the urgent needs of our household department. The money has not been repaid. Now that your son is getting married, our household department must come,"

The right servant of the household department named Liu Zan said with a smile: "Master Shangshu is busy with work, so he can't come."

"How dare you trouble Master Shangshu?"

"This is the noble son, right?" Liu Zan looked at Wang Kang again, "Sure enough, he is the father of the tiger and has no dog son. He has heard of his name in the capital!"

"Lord Liu, Miao Zan, please come inside quickly,"

"Tai Hospital, the imperial doctor Dr. Hua is here,"

"Doctor Hua? Miracle Doctor Hua, why are you here?"

But what happened next left people stunned even more.

It was already a rare year, when the well-known doctor Hua walked in, the first thing he didn't look at was Wang Dingchang, but Wang Kang.

"Master Kang, you don't tell me about such an important wedding. If it wasn't for Mr. Li, I wouldn't know about it."

"Master Kang?"

Hearing this sound, people's jaws dropped in shock, and a sense of absurdity arose in their hearts. Doctor Hua, the imperial physician, called Young Master Kang a master?

What type of situation is this?

At the time when Su Zhe was being treated, Wang Kang used the acupuncture method of "The Coffin, Nine Needles". At that time, Dr. Hua called him a master, but few people knew about it.

Wang Kang said helplessly: "Doctor Hua, can you change your name?"