Siheyuan: Since 51

Jiang Shi slowly closed his eyes and sighed, "It's just profit."

Jiang Guo looked troubled and couldn't calm down at all.

"Then what should we do? If Da Piaoliang lets go completely, how can we go north?"

Jiang Shi sneered helplessly, stood up, and walked to the desk in the corner with his crutches.

With a creak, he opened the drawer and took out a stack of photos. He flipped through a few of them, then slowly stopped and stared at the photos in a daze.

Jiang Guo didn't dare to make a sound. He knew the photos. They were sent from the north in 64. They were all photos of his family's ancestral graves.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Shi came to his senses, and seemed to have let out a sigh of relief.

"I, Jiang Shi, have spent my entire life in the military, but I never expected to end up on an isolated island, unable to return home."

He let out a long sigh, as if asking a question, or as if mumbling to himself.

"In a few months, the peach blossoms in Xikou will probably bloom, and the sycamore trees in Jinling will be so lush..."

After talking on for a long time, he turned around and gave instructions.

"Didn't Liu Qiu want to be handed over to us? You go and make the arrangements and take complete control."

Jiang Guo wanted to say something but stopped himself. After thinking about it, he was unwilling to give up. After hesitating for a long time, he asked with gritted teeth.

"Father, do you want to..."

Jiang Shi waved his hand and said, "It's hard to say, I'm not sure, go ahead and do your work."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand to stop him, not knowing what he was thinking of.

"Wait a minute. Please send a message to the north to see if he can come."

Jiang Guo was stunned, then smiled bitterly.

"Father, how is this possible? Not to mention the safety issue, he is old and has retired to the background like you..."

Jiang Shi smiled suddenly and sighed with emotion.

"Yes, the good times are gone, the years are passing by..."

Jungkook pursed his lips and suggested weakly.

"Whether you want to test it or go home, there is a more suitable candidate, Lin Zhiyuan, 39 years old, deputy housekeeper, rumored to be..."

Jiang Shi listened patiently, his eyes became deep, "Okay, it's him."

……

After a night of reflection, Lin Zhiyuan followed his teacher and took Xiao Ni to Jinling first, and then to Shanghai.

On the way, the two chatted.

Lin Zhiyuan would bring up the topic of the consortium from time to time, leaving Xiao Ni speechless and helpless, feeling overwhelmed and muttering to himself.

In the words of John Ke, Lin is a straightforward but wise person.

He said half of it and hid the other half. He must be trying to use me to suppress the consortium and thus cause internal strife among the big guys.

However, he was reluctant to not listen as he could take this opportunity to expand his family's influence.

Finally, I couldn't help but asked with a smile.

"Lin, can you elaborate on this?"

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked instead of answering.

"Then do you want to bow and present flowers?"

Xiao Ni showed a helpless look on his face and waved his hand.

"No, no, no, you should understand that I am not just myself. There are some things that are beyond my control. When I step down, I will definitely bring my family here again, and then everything will be arranged by you."

Lin Zhiyuan smacked his lips and asked a series of questions like a machine gun.

"What are you afraid of? The chicken in the basin or the consortium? Are you afraid of the dog biting its owner, or the consortium causing trouble? Don't you want to take the opportunity to integrate the consortium and dominate the market?"

After saying that, he leaned back.

"I don't know Da Piaoliang, but I know the rules of survival. Capital should be similar. It's nothing more than big fish eating small fish, and small fish eating shrimp. Now that you are in power, don't you want to expand your family, swallow up others, and wait to be eaten when you lose power?"

Xiao Ni shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"You don't understand Da Piaoliang, and you don't understand the horror of the original thirteen families. For example, my family is just an appendage."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan sneered in his heart and secretly complained.

I still don’t understand, isn’t it just a noble family?

What is there to be proud of when these are left over from our ancestors thousands of years ago?

There are only two ways to break up the aristocratic family.

Either a person like Huang Chao appears, or the Donglin Party appears.

In the era of hot weapons, it is basically impossible for a Huang Chao to appear, unless there is a military mutiny.

Da Piaoliang has no chance, so there is only the second way to go.

Since the beginning of the century, the academic cliques have taken shape, and now, the financial groups are beginning to infiltrate.

Letting the two merge into one, not getting involved, or picking a fight is not my style.

……

Thinking of this, I sighed leisurely.

"Knowledge changes destiny and creates wealth. In today's society, whoever controls the academic clique has the right to speak. If Oppenheimer hadn't invented mushrooms, how could beauty become one of the two poles? Is it because of her big face?"

The more Xiao Ni thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, but he pretended to be relaxed.

"Well, the Thirteen Companies control all universities and indirectly control all major research institutes. This is a foregone conclusion. What else is there to talk about?"

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Really? It seems I took it for granted. Don't take it to heart. Since the consortium has already taken control of the academic clique, it all depends on whose descendants will do better. After all, the law of the jungle is the law of survival."

……

The two plans were not successful.

Until he left, Xiao Ni still didn't give in and went forward to bow and present flowers.

Although a nail has been pierced, after all, we are not fools, so it seems useless.

We can only hope that a few large financial groups will gradually create friction and thus take root.

But Xiao Ni boarded the Silver No. 1 and left the Magic City.

To sum it up in two sentences: come with joy and leave with worry.

There’s no other reason, I just feel like something is wrong, but I can’t put my finger on it.

Lin Zhiyuan followed his teacher back to the capital.

The next day, just after I got to work and hadn't had a chance to catch my breath, Chilvo came uninvited.

He didn't care whether Lin Zhiyuan was busy or not, his face was cold and his tone was gloomy.

"Davali, I think we need to have a good talk."

Lin Zhiyuan looked up, glanced, and then turned to look at Bai Sha.

"Shasha, go and arrange for today's work to be postponed for two hours."

After saying that, he raised his hand to signal.

"Mr. Davari, come on, come on, sit down and chat. It's not nice of you to come and interrupt my work schedule."

The tone was gentle, but there was a hint of accusation.

Without thinking too much, Chilvo went straight to the sofa and sat down.

In just three minutes, tea was brewed, cigarettes were scattered, and Li Yujiang arrived.

Chilvo took a deep puff of his cigarette, skipped the small talk, and went straight to the point.

"Dawali, the rabbit and the eagle are in conflict, shouldn't you give an explanation to the bear and the camp?"

Lin Zhiyuan crossed his legs, slightly surprised, and asked with a smile.

"Dawali, please explain first, what did the Mao bear do in the past 33 years?"

Chilvo was startled, then blurted out.

"The situation in the whole village is different. We did it for peace in the first place. How can we generalize?"

Lin Zhiyuan spread his hands, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then why did you keep doing it later?"

After saying this, his face turned serious and he suddenly raised his voice.

“Is everything the wooly bear does justified?

Starting from 45, I have been supporting Jiang Shi. What the hell is going on?

There's a fight on the Peninsula, but supplies aren't coming in time. What the hell is going on?

More than 150 projects, and they withdrew midway. What the hell is going on?

Last year, Zhendao caused trouble for no reason. What the hell happened?

Chilvo, tell me, what does the bear think of the rabbit?