My Grandson Is Far Too "Filial"

Within Spirit Bamboo Garden.

Wang Fugui brought out some Wudao Immortal Tea to entertain Wāng Hanmo, while Yun Anchao kept them company nearby.

Before Fugui, Wāng Hanmo appeared rather restrained, fidgeting uneasily.

"I heard that Brother Wāng has been carrying out sweeping reforms in Jing'an Province. In less than two hundred years, Jing'an Province has undergone earth-shaking changes and even developed quite a few well-established industrial chains. Not only have the common people and aristocratic families benefited, the Immortal Dynasty's tax revenues have risen considerably as well." Wang Fugui poured Wāng Hanmo a cup of tea and praised him with a smile. "Even His Majesty the Immortal Emperor has spoken highly of you and commended you on numerous occasions. Fugui truly admires you."

"You flatter me, Worthy Brother Fugui. I am ashamed, truly ashamed." Wāng Hanmo wiped the sweat from his brow, looking somewhat embarrassed. "Most of my methods were copied from your Wang Clan and those policies in Chuannan Prefecture. Fine, I admit it—I plagiarized them. You may scold or hit me as you please."

"Haha, Brother Hanmo, why say that?" Wang Fugui laughed. "My great-grandfather once said that all humanity is one family. Since Brother Hanmo can grasp our Wang Clan's strategies, you naturally understand my great-grandfather's ideals of shared prosperity and storing wealth among the people. We are not afraid of others imitating us. We only fear people standing still and stubbornly refusing to change, while neglecting the interests of the common people beneath heaven."

Wāng Hanmo's expression immediately turned solemn. He cupped his hands toward the distance and said, "Patriarch Shouzhe's vision is vast and far-reaching. Hanmo admires him beyond measure. I truly hope that I might have the opportunity to meet Patriarch Shouzhe someday, to receive his personal guidance and heed his teachings."

"My great-grandfather