[Xianze] Danbo Bookstore Jiangnan Branch

Since the Danbo Bookstore jointly founded by Fan Sizhe and Fan Xian came out, it has become famous in the capital and has a lot of customers.Even in a series of dynastic turmoil, such as the rebellion of the old ministers, the death of Emperor Qing, and the enthronement of the new emperor, it still stood firm. With the exclusive copyright of the book "Red Mansion", it became the designated high-quality bookstore of the royal family after the new emperor took office.

Fan Xian returned to Beijing from Jiangnan to visit, and he boasted about Fan Sizhe without hesitation.Fan Sizhe looked like a successful businessman in front of others, but when facing his elder brother, he was still praised to the point where he smiled like a foolish son of a landlord.Apart from his father, the person he admired the most was the relaxed Fan Xian who was dressed in blue in front of him.

Fan Xian pacified Jiangnan all the way, united with Northern Qi, and received Dongyi. After the new emperor ascended the throne, he hid his merit and fame, resigned from his official position, and moved to Jiangnan.

"Fan Sizhe, you are simply a business prodigy. You have descended from the sky to be a businessman in Beijing, and Jack Ma is reborn." Fan Xian boasted slowly.

Fan Sizhe was stunned halfway: "Brother, what kind of character is Jack Ma?"

"He is the father in everyone's heart."

Fan Sizhe didn't understand, just oh, and Fan Xian said, "Since the bookstore has a bright future, how about expanding it from now on and setting up a few branches in other places?"

As soon as these words came out, Fan Sizhe's eyes suddenly brightened: "Brother, you are indeed a brother! Let's go together. Now that the Danbo brand has taken root in the capital, it is a good time to promote it abroad. It's just this first punishment." The location of the hospital needs to be carefully considered, so as not to destroy the brand we created with one hand."

Fan Xian seemed to be waiting for his words, and spread out the map of Qing Kingdom with a big wave of his hand, dangling his hand to draw a circle on the territory, and finally his fingers stopped at a certain place.

"It's here: Jiangnan, Hangzhou, how about it?"

Fan Sizhe came up to him, murmured something in his mouth, did some mental calculations for a while, and then happily agreed: "Brother has good eyesight! This area in the south of the Yangtze River is surrounded by rivers and mountains, with convenient transportation and many post stations. Especially here in Hangzhou, there are outstanding people, not to mention brother's mansion Sitting next to it, it is a geomantic treasure.”

Fan Xian was surprised at this moment, and said, "Hey, you really look like Jack Ma, and you've spotted Hangzhou right away. Next, let's create an online order industry and combine the unformed Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai with free shipping. District, vigorously develop the internet celebrity economy..."

Fan Sizhe had long been used to the strange words that Fan Xian occasionally popped up, and waited foolishly for him to finish speaking, and then said, "Brother, you are the dean of the branch."

Fan Xian nodded Fan Sizhe's head from the air with his hand, as if to say, "It's really on point."

"This branch dean, I have a more suitable candidate than me."

"Who?"

Fan Xian smiled, drank the bamboo leaf tea in the bowl, and then conveniently landed and stood up, leaving Fan Sizhe with a mysterious back.

"An old man! You'll know soon enough."

After talking about this for a few days, Fan Xian made his way back to Hangzhou, and half a month later, he sent a letter: The location of the branch of the bookstore has been selected, and it is under the willow in the West Lake.

It was rare for Fan Sizhe to see Fan Xian so devoted to the bookstore's business, and he was very happy.It's a pity that he couldn't get away from his busy schedule, so he arranged for his deputy to go to Hangzhou to assist Fan Xian in handling specific matters.In another month, the deputy returned to Beijing to report that everything was done for the branch of the bookstore and it was going to open on the first day of next month. Fan Xian specially asked Fan Sizhe to come and cut the ribbon.

Fan Sizhe responded, then grabbed his deputy and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

The deputy thought for a while and said, "No big deal, but about the name of the branch, Mr. Fan Xian argued with the head of the branch for three or four days."

"What did the quasi-principal say to be called?"

The assistant said: "It's called Danbo Bookstore West Lake Branch."

"Then what does my brother insist on being called?"

"Xiling Yinshe."

"...?"

"The two adults have been arguing for three days and refused to give up." The deputy did not know what kind of gloomy past he recalled, and wiped his forehead with a handkerchief. "In those three days, no one in the house dared to speak loudly. The fire will affect the fish in the pond..."

Fan Sizhe said clearly: "Hey, I understand, my brother's temper! There are three thousand ways to persuade a person, so you can't breathe. In the end, this bookstore must be called Xiling Yinshe according to my brother's idea." ?”

"No, in the end, according to the meaning of the director of the branch, it is called Tanbo Bookstore Jiangnan Branch."

Fan Sizhe almost choked the tea that he was pouring into his mouth, his expression fell from shock to fear, and finally he asked in a trembling voice: "Who the hell is this... this sub-principal!?"

In the afternoon of that day, Fan Sizhe immediately prepared the carriage and hurried on the road. He was putting two big bags of Fan Xian's favorite Beijing sweet biscuits in the luggage compartment. Looking up, it was Fan Ruoruo, Prince Jing's concubine.

"Sister... why are you here?"

Although Fan Ruoruo put on the bun of a married woman, her tone of admiration and attachment to Fan Xian was still there: "Go and see my brother." After speaking, he rolled up his skirt and sat in the carriage swiftly.

"What does brother-in-law say?" Fan Sizhe wondered.

As soon as the words fell, another big hand with sharp bones forcibly stuffed a bag of luggage into the already full pile of goods. The person who came was dressed in elegant and gorgeous clothes, but with a simple and gentle smile on his face: "Brother-in-law is going too."

The three of them got into the carriage heading to Jiangnan together.Fan Ruoruo was busy peeling oranges for her husband and younger brother, the fragrance of orange peels radiated from the carriage.However, Fan Sizhe became more and more uncomfortable as he ate, and kept sneaking glances at Prince Jing from the corner of his eye.

Li Hongcheng was once under the command of the former Second Prince.During the Dadongshan Incident, although he did not join the Second Prince's rebellion, he was implicated and condemned afterward. In the end, it was Fan Xian who pleaded with Emperor Qing to retain his official position and the title of heir.

... Having said that, Fan Xian is considered one of the main reasons for driving the Second Prince to a dead end, not to mention that it was widely circulated in the palace that the medicine that the Second Prince took to kill himself was prepared by Fan Xian himself and forced him to swallow it. down to die!

Fan Sizhe wiped the sweat off his forehead with his cuff, and glanced at Li Hongcheng who looked normal again, beating a small drum in his heart.

This Prince Jing's son... Could it be that he seeks revenge from my brother?

After a few days of turbulence, the carriage stopped in front of the mansion with the brand-new "Danbo Bookstore Jiangnan Branch" engraved on it.Fan Sizhe got out of the car and looked around, and immediately laughed like a flower: It turns out that the site selection of the branch is very particular, with the West Lake in the south and the Baidi in the north, and the buildings are also exquisite and elegant. The feng shui treasure land of Italy!

The branch was officially opened in the afternoon, but now there are already many onlookers waiting for the opening to open.Fan Sizhe couldn't close his mouth even more.

The servants sent the luggage and the carriage to Fan's residence first, and the three of them were led by the steward into the interior of the bookstore. A handsome young man in blue and white clothes walked towards him. He was Fan Xian.

"elder brother!"

Fan Ruoruo lifted the hem of her skirt and rushed towards him, almost falling into his arms, all the words she said turned into joy with reddish eyes.Fan Xian patted her head with a smile, then nodded to Fan Sizhe, glanced at Li Hongcheng from the corner of his eyes, and greeted, "Your Majesty is here too."

Li Hongcheng nodded and said: "Ruo Ruo said, Mr. Fan personally wrote to invite me to come with him, but I don't know what is important."

Fan Xian said with some distress: "Actually, it's not me. It's the dean of our academy who has something to look for you. But he is addicted to updating in the study and can't extricate himself. You go with me to rest and drink tea first, and I'll get him out in a while."

He quickly led the prince and his wife away through the corridor, only Fan Sizhe was left looking around, thinking happily.

The decoration in this courtyard is exquisite, the flowers and trees are expensive and beautiful, it is obvious that the dean of this branch has unique taste, not to mention that he actually outperformed Fan Xian in the naming contest, the means must be vicious.In the future, if Fan Sizhe joins hands with him to urge "Red Mansions" to be updated both internally and externally, he will definitely be able to pull out the last wool from Fan Xian's body and maximize the bookstore's business.

When he recalled it, he smiled and said, "Brother, I'm thirsty." But when he looked up, there was no one in front of him.

Fan Xian was startled, and looked around. The hallway was exquisite and beautiful, extending in all directions, but the servants were busy preparing for the opening in the afternoon, and now there was no one to guide the way.He opened his mouth several times to shout, but finally gave up, scratching his head to find his way.

He walked along the corridor, and the more he looked at the scenery in the courtyard, the more he felt happy. He was going to go back and make some changes to the inner courtyard of the bookstore in the capital.In the end, he resolutely chose to go left where Fan Xian and his group had turned right a few minutes ago.

He walked through the inner courtyard and walked forward dozens of steps, and saw a small house behind four lush peach trees.There are no servants waiting in front of the house, and the interior is quiet, and the neatly arranged books can be seen from the half-opened windows.

The door was also ajar, and Fan Sizhe approached slightly, and smelled a scent of incense mixed with books and sandalwood, which was very comforting.He recalled carefully, if there was a similar aura about Fan Xian today, he immediately became confident, thinking that Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo's family must be inside.

Fan Sizhe grinned, and pushed open the door bouncingly: "Brother, I'm dying of thirst, bamboo leaf tea—"

Fan Ruoruo was excitedly talking about interesting things about the capital with Fan Xian, while Li Hongcheng added a few words from time to time.Fan Xian was drinking bamboo leaf tea with a smile on his face, when they suddenly heard a mournful howl not far away.

"Mom, mom, there is a ghost!!"

Li Hongcheng held Fan Ruoruo into his arms warily, but the tea in Fan Xian's cup didn't move at all. He took a few more sips calmly, and commented, "Fan Sizhe's virtue of calling mom when he encounters problems hasn't changed."

At the moment when the brother, sister and brother-in-law were happily talking in the reception room on the right, Fan Sizhe was experiencing a supernatural event in the study on the left that shocked his whole family (except Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo).He fell limply to the ground, covering his chest with one hand, and pointing tremblingly at the person in front of him with the other.

"...Gui Gui Gui Gui!"

The people in the small study house squatted in front of the wooden desk behind a few rows of bookshelves, with their bare feet comfortably pasted on the wool carpet, wearing a light blue simple dress, and their long hair simply tied behind their heads.He looked relaxed, his brows stretched out, and his eyes kept staring at "Red Mansion" in his hand.However, his natural reserved and nobility of a child of the royal family cannot be concealed.

"Is it a ghost or a turtle?" He kept his eyes on the book in his hand, casually answered, and turned a page back, then seemed to be infected by the ensuing plots in the book, took a breath, and commented : "The courage of the book writer...is really big."

Fan Sizhe thought the tortoise was saying that he was too courageous, so he immediately bowed tremblingly and said, "I didn't mean to pass by, I offended you, auspiciousness, the jade rabbit is auspicious..."

The ghost reading the book seemed to be interested, moved his eyes away from the book, looked at Fan Sizhe with a pair of bright but deep eyes, and asked half mockingly half jokingly: "Why, you don't know me?"

Fan Sizhe hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "I know, I know, I know." Anyone who has experienced the turmoil in the capital, who dare not know him?

"Then why are you so nervous?" the ghost asked again, "Could it be that he did something bad, and was afraid that the ghosts in the capital would come to claim his life."

After saying this, Fan Sizhe immediately muttered as if he had been greatly wronged: "Yes, yes! Although I, Fan Sizhe, loves money, I have always obtained it in a proper way, but I have never done anything utterly unconscionable." Son... You, you want to kill me, so go find my brother?"

After hearing that, the ghost tilted his head and laughed. This innocent and happy smile, in Fan Sizhe's eyes, was comparable to a judge holding a life and death book and sneering.He stood up, put his bare feet into his shoes, and squatted down slowly in front of Fan Sizhe.

He stretched out his hand and patted Fan Sizhe's cheek, causing him to tremble in fright: "You're so smart, I'm here to seek revenge on him."

As the ghost said, a poison thicker and more stern than mercury burst out from his originally peaceful eyes. He bit two words out of his teeth, and then his tone became more and more serious: "Fan Xian——If you ask me to find him, I will The first thing is to let him taste the taste of poisonous wine, the poison penetrates the five viscera and lungs like swallowing thousands of silver needles, and let him recall his life in severe pain with more regret than pain!"

He pressed on step by step, staring viciously at Fan Sizhe's crazy pupils, lowered his voice, and asked mercilessly, "So, where is Fan Xian?!"

Fan Sizhe rolled his eyes and leaned back. After listening to this impassioned and emotional death declaration, he was finally about to pass out.

Seeing that his back was about to hit the threshold, someone behind gently supported Fan Sizhe's slack back, leaned him carefully against the door rail, and asked helplessly, "Is it fun?"

The man withdrew his sharp eyes, laughed heartily, rested his chin on his hands, admired Fan Sizhe's sweet sleeping face when he passed out, and said to Fan Xian, "It's quite interesting."

Fan Xian followed behind with two hurried footsteps, obviously seeing Fan Sizhe who fell to the ground for no reason.One of them was taken aback when he approached the gate, then his legs trembled, and finally he knelt down slowly.

"Your Highness the Second Prince..." Li Hongcheng's tone of voice sank in disbelief, with some crying, "His Royal Highness the Second Prince?"

Under Fan Ruoruo's knowing eyes, Li Chengze helped his old friend up, and said with a calm smile, "There is no Second Highness here, Hongcheng. As you know, as everyone knows, he died half a year ago Kyoto, died in a bowl of poisoned wine."

Li Hongcheng was in a trance for a moment, he couldn't help but hold Li Chengze's hands that clasped his arms.His hands were warm, and Li Chengze's face was as familiar as usual, but the eyes that originally hid the palace and killing became much clearer.

——This is clearly the second son of Emperor Qing of the previous generation, the second prince who finally committed suicide due to rebellion!But if he had already died in the capital, who was the person in front of him?

Fan Xian coughed lightly, and introduced at the right time: "This is the CEO of the Jiangnan Branch of our Danbo Bookstore..."

Li Hongcheng said "ah?" Li Chengze rolled his eyes. Fan Xian knew that this cross-generational joke was inappropriate, so he explained: "He is the branch dean of the bookstore. Besides, he is also the president of our Fan family. A distant cousin of mine, whom I named—"

Speaking of this, Fan Xian smiled like a fishy fox and looked at Li Chengze, and Li Chengze returned a half-smile and stared at him.

Li Hongcheng learned later that the name Li Chengze could not be used on the surface. His new name was written by Fan Xian in the Fan family's population book while he was still recuperating and comatose, and sent to the Jiangnan government office.Afterwards, Li Chengze made Fan's house uneasy and forced Fan Xian to change his name, but he was unsuccessful, so he had to hold back his anger and accept the new name.

Li Chengze frowned, opened his lips lightly, gritted his teeth but said his new name without losing grace: "My servant, Fan Yun."

"...?"

Fan Xian comforted at the right time: "At that time, I also had a kind heart for you. If you miss it, you will be called Fan Fan Fan Weiqi..."

Li Chengze obviously understood Fan Xian's flat nature, which is absolutely impossible to forgive others, he just sighed leisurely, and turned to Li Hongcheng, who had become a little dull after receiving too much information: "I let you You came. Now I can no longer enter Beijing, but some matters still need to be dealt with."

Li Hongcheng hurriedly took half a step back and bowed, and said: "Your Highness, despite your orders, Hongcheng will spare no effort."

Li Chengze smiled faintly, copied his hand on his chest as he was used to, and said with his unique tone of rhythm: "There is no such thing as Your Highness here. Let's skip the complicated etiquette and call each other by name. How long have I grown up with you?" If you want, you can also call me Brother Ze."

Li Hongcheng bowed again, the corners of his eyes turned red, and he couldn't yell "Brother Ze" stuck in his throat.He accompanied Li Chengze when he was young, and since then he has been friends, almost watching Li Chengze grow up in this cold-blooded palace. The curtain call of wine has become a tombstone that cannot enter the imperial mausoleum.

Now, he has put down the royal battle, with a relaxed expression, and has become Brother Ze (or Brother Fan Kun) again, such a warm title.After sighing, it seems like a lifetime away.While Li Hongcheng was moved, he couldn't dispel the doubts in his heart.He was sincere and honest, and a puzzled expression was immediately imprinted on his face.

Li Chengze immediately noticed that his expression was strange: "Huh? What do you want to ask?"

"But Dian... Brother Ze, how did he come back from the dead?" Li Hongcheng murmured.

Li Chengze shook his head and was about to answer when he heard a low moan from the door.Several people looked, it turned out that it was Fan Sizhe who finally got over his shock and slowly opened his eyes while rubbing his head.

Li Chengze became playful again, and squatted down in front of Fan Sizhe again, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his cuff, and said grimly: "Fan Sizhe, I will be a subordinate of your branch from now on, remember to give me monthly money .”

Fan Sizhe rolled his eyes and passed out again. Before he fell into darkness, his last thought was: it's over, it's fine if he wants my life...he wants my money!

TBC