The younger brother of the Red Chamber is a fighter

The Song family's plate in Fujian is not small. Lin Mingyu sent such a favor to the door, and with Tu Lingguang's relationship, the masters of the Song family took advantage of these few days to come to the door and pay homage to each other.Lin Mingyu had a lot of socializing, and she was considered familiar.

In this way, after only half a month, the Song family's enthusiasm was enough, but the truth did not move at all.If Lin Mingyu mentioned the matter of cooperation, Song Qingming first reasoned that he was unwell, and secondly, he always talked about other things. In short, it was a "delay" decision, and he forcibly blocked Lin Mingyu from Song's shipping.

If it was just to let him hang out, but he would take Lin Mingyu to visit and inspect the store under the shopkeeper and that guy every three days, without falling behind.

Tu Lingguang watched with cold eyes, he wanted to test Lin Mingyu's character, so he didn't take the initiative to speak, and just waited for him to come to him for a discussion.Thinking about it this way, there are things like coastal defense drills and defense, which are also inseparable from others, so when I get busy, I don't take much into account.

In the past half a day, Lin Mingyu didn't feel anything, but Lin Day and the others who followed him hurriedly got angry.Forget about Wang Zhan, Zhang Cheng and others, there is only one Lin Da, who has always been steady and reticent, and he obeys Lin Mingyu, who never asks the master a word, and he couldn't help persuading him twice: "Master, what is the Song family doing?" What do you mean? If you help him cross the river, if you turn your back on him, he will not recognize you, so you have to come up with a charter."

Lin Mingyu didn't listen, twisted a wooden ladle by his hand, and slowly watered the flowers and plants in the yard.

In the middle of March, the climate here in Fujian is very warm. It is slightly cool in the morning and evening, but during the day it is difficult to wear a jacket.Tu Lingguang introduced a living spring into his yard, the water flow is clear, and some flowers and plants on the shore have already revealed their fragrance. It is March in the world, and the beauty is like this.

On weekdays, Lin Mingyu either socialized with the Song Clan's dandies, or went to the farm with those stewards.Only when I have free time, I like to wear a suit of ordinary clothes, roll up my sleeves and do these things that a flower and wood craftsman should do.Lin Da had some criticisms, but seeing that the little master was happy with what he did, he couldn't bear to say it.

I tried to persuade her once or twice but didn't get an answer. Seeing that most of March has passed, and it's late, the flowers in the yard are all in bloom with their buds on their backs, and they are about to thank. Lin Mingyu is not in a hurry, Lin Da made up his mind Remonstrate hard once.If the uncle doesn't have a charter, he can take care of himself to share the master's worries.

Fortunately, Lin Mingyu finally got the hang of it. She changed her brocade clothes and tidied her amethyst jade crown, and came out as fresh and tender as onions. We should pay back some color."

Dazed and pleasantly surprised, Lin Da said "Hey" several times before happily saying: "The carriage is ready, sir, you can go out now!"

Lin Mingyu was sitting in the carriage, and Lin Da was sitting at the door of the carriage. While paying attention to Zhang Cheng who was driving the horse, he was always worried that he would be rough and bumped the little master, but at the same time, he couldn't help but glance at that place.

Lin Mingyu sat casually leaning against the carriage, the edges and corners gradually appeared on his too young face, now his thin lips were tightly pursed, his expression was cautious and thoughtful.Da Lin looked at it in such a daze, and suddenly found that this little master had shed his youthful immaturity at some point, as if this trip had grown into a normal person in just one month.

He felt apprehensive, not knowing why he was a little surprised and a little uneasy.

The carriage drove directly to the gate of the Song Mansion. These days, Lin Mingyu was familiar with going in and out, and the concierge also knew that this master was on good terms with his masters and masters. Come up.Zhang Cheng laughed a few words with them, and didn't mention the matter of calling.

After a while, Lin Da opened the curtain of the car and said: "Brothers, don't play around. My uncle got a good job, and he wants to ask your second master for advice. Don't miss it." The concierge salivated and smiled: "Brother Xiao Lin Pass me the greeting card, and invite Mr. Lin in."

Lin Da took a look at him, took out a money bag from his sleeve, put it into his hand like a cloud and flowing water, and said solemnly: "I want to teach my brother that this thing is the one that those few families are jealous of, sir. Immediately I thought of the second master. It was also the second master who asked my uncle to pay attention to it. We can’t control the affairs of the masters too much. If it comes in time, the second master may be happy and reward you with some treasures... Brother let It's enough for me to drink a cup of tea. Why do you have to spend so much time here?"

The concierge was still a little hesitant, but as soon as he weighed the weight in his hand, he felt happy first, and after hearing what he said, it really made sense, so he stepped aside and watched the carriage go in.

Lin Mingyu walked through the enlarged front yard paved with bluestone slabs, and got off the carriage at the reception area of ​​the main room, and saw the inner door steward trotting over with no poise, with a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face: "Yo, Young Master Lin has arrived. The lads are so lazy, why didn’t you hand over the greeting card, and let me greet you outside the gate of the ceremony.”

Lin Mingyu pulled the corner of his mouth up, trying to smile or not: "I don't need to bother you. I'm afraid that if my post gets in, people won't be able to get in."

The second steward's face froze, and he said with a sneer: "Look at what you said. You don't know, our old man said it himself, you are a distinguished guest, and you can't treat Mr. Lin badly if you treat anyone badly, right?"

"Oh?" Lin Mingyu gave birth coldly, interrupted the second manager's cliché, and said bluntly: "Please trouble yourself. If that's the case, please come out and see Mr. Song." The second manager did not say anything, Lin Mingyu Sneered: "Could it be that Mr. Song went to visit again, or he was unwell and not suitable to see guests?"

The second steward was even more embarrassing.Before he could say anything, he heard a cold snort: "Mr. Song can't see guests, so he invites the Eldest Master? Or the Second Master? If there is nothing else, he invites the Uncle Master? Could it be that none of these people can see guests?"

These four were exactly the four heads of the Song family who had been negotiating with each other in the dark house that day.Lin Mingyu uttered this patteringly from his ears, like slaps, and slapped the second steward's face four times in a row, which made his smiling face down in frustration.

"Mr. Lin, you, this is really not a coincidence!" The second manager can't help, he can guess the master's thoughts, but he also knows the background of this person, no one dares to offend!

With a flick of Lin Mingyu's robe, the big horse slammed into the hall with a golden knife, and it was as stable as Mount Tai.

The second steward's face turned yellow, and he hurriedly said, "My lord, what are you doing?"

Lin Mingyu didn't speak, and behind him Lin Da took a step forward, and said in an indifferent way: "Second steward, could it be that he can't see that my uncle is waiting for your gentlemen to come back to meet guests? Could it be the Song family's way of hospitality?" , that is, neither seeing the guests nor allowing the guests to wait for the host?"

The second steward made a noise for a while, then shook his head secretly: "I can't help it, I have to ask the master to show me."On the one hand, he didn't dare to treat the guests coldly, and let the maids serve tea and water.

While burning his buttocks, he found an oil head and hurried to the backyard.

Song Qingming was facing the post in the study in the backyard. He was born as a wealthy businessman, and his ancestors still had a bit of scholarly reputation.It's a pity that when it was passed on to his father, because of his family's poverty, he couldn't sustain his career, so he turned to business.In his hands, one-third of the ancestral property has been carried forward to ten, but he never dared to forget the fact that his ancestors were scholars. He set up ethnology among his own clan in Fujian and invited private school teachers. Glorious lintel.

He himself also likes reading and reading scriptures. Although he can't write two or three articles, he can write big characters enough.

The second steward came in in a hurry, saw that he was typing halfway, and didn't dare to disturb him, so he quietly held his breath and stood by the door.

Song Qingming waited until the last stroke was finished before he straightened his upper body and turned his face, "What's the matter, tell me."

"Grandpa, Mr. Lin is here. Now he is sitting in the hall, saying that he won't see the master in charge at home, so he won't leave. I think he is angry this time, I'm afraid the person who came is not kind."

After the second steward finished speaking carefully, he stopped talking.

Song Qingming's hand holding the pen paused slightly, put the pen back into the pen holder, and walked over. The second steward Ren waited on him and washed his hands before sighing slowly: "Sooner or later, there will be such a day. You should understand it in half a month." We also understand that this Mr. Lin is not very old, and he is not young. Qi'er Fang'er has acquainted with him, and the farm shop is enough for him to choose, but he is as immovable as a mountain. This person is not simple. .”

Elder Song sighed again, straightened his clothes, and said, "The old bones are broken, and I don't know how long they can last. Call Xiao Si, and come with me to meet the guests."

The second steward was slightly startled, he didn't dare to look up, he quickly called a servant outside the door, and ordered in a low voice to invite the young master.When everyone arrived, Song Qingming strode towards the outer courtyard.

Lin Mingyu drank tea slowly in the hall, the tea was good tea, better than the one he drank in Jia's mansion before.Before the pot of tea was finished, Lin Mingyu heard the sound of deliberately knocking a cane loudly, followed by a series of footsteps.He knew that it was the Song family who came, so he put the teacup on the table and waited leisurely.

As soon as Song Qingming came in, he saw his relaxed and pretty appearance.The head is tilted slightly, the corners of the mouth are raised, and there is a bit of cunning in the eyes. It doesn't look like a collaborator who came to discuss such a major matter as shipping, but like a lovable junior.

The little bit of dissatisfaction in his heart was cleaned up in an instant.This person doesn't have to put on an air in front of him at all, they are all smart people, and they know what the other is relying on, which saves a lot of talking.

But what has to be said has to be said.

"Hehe, Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, I'm late. My grandson was naughty, and the old man was impatient and tired of family affairs. I neglected the distinguished guest. Please, Mr. Lin, don't take offense."

Lin Ming smiled and said, "Old Song is serious. I am very pleasantly surprised that you took the time to see me during the busy schedule of family affairs. I cherish this opportunity. How could it be strange?"

Being stabbed without pain or itching, Song Qingming graciously didn't pursue it. Although he wasn't guilty, after knowing Lin Ming's temperament with this person, he didn't feel that what he did was so natural.So he smiled, pulled a tall and thin young man beside him and said: "This is my grandson, he is the fourth in the family, his name is Wen Ning, you can just call him Brother Ning."

Song Wenning came over to see the ceremony, and after the ceremony on both sides, Song Qingming said: "Mr. Lin, we should have a good talk about our business."