After reaching the pinnacle of life, cheats came [Entertainment Circle]

Arriving at Jingling Railway Station, Liancheng took the rattan wooden box that he carried with him, stepped out of the platform, and immediately saw a red cardboard.It reads: Second Young Master Lian is holding the board is a little boy, he is not very old, he is wearing a bunt, with half of his arms exposed, the wind is strong today, even his face is flushed red, he looks very happy up.

"Second son!" The little boy greeted him excitedly, put the cardboard in his armpit, and was about to take Liancheng's box: "Second son, you have worked hard all the way, Mrs. Madam is waiting for you at home!"

"Is Mrs. Master okay?" Liancheng's suitcase was not very heavy, the boy carried it over, hurriedly called the rickshaw driver over, and ran back to answer Liancheng's question: "Mrs. is well, just miss you, see you last time You were seven years ago. Since you went to Tongcheng, Madam thinks about you every day, and thinks about you every meal."

While talking, the two got into the car.Along the way, Liancheng asked a lot of questions, and he also knew that the boy's name was Lian Le, he was the youngest son of the housekeeper of the Lian family, and he was only nine years old this year.

Hearing that he stole the housekeeper's job today and insisted on coming to pick him up, Liancheng teased him: "I haven't been home for seven years, and you were only two years old seven years ago, in case you don't recognize me, pick up the wrong person How to do it?"

"That's impossible! The second young master looks like Lian's family! I heard from my father before that the second young master looks better than Pan An, with a clear and handsome demeanor. It's like the bamboo of Master Banqiao. I don't think anyone can take it It's better than bamboo, but once I see the second young master today, I'll believe it!"

Lian Le smiled and talked and laughed, but it also diluted Lian Cheng's strangeness.

Looking at the past along the way, you can see the customs of the Republic of China, and soldiers in yellow suits pass by the street from time to time.

At the main entrance of Lian's house, he paid the coachman two silver dollars, and Lian Le stepped forward to push the door: "Second Young Master, come in quickly."

This is a very old house.

Two stone-carved lions stand at the entrance. The vermilion gate is two meters high. When you push the door, you will see a hollowed-out screen wall.

Follow Lian Le through the corridor, pass the lotus pond, and walk for an unknown amount of time before arriving at the main hall.

Liancheng observed carefully, and gained a better understanding of the old house in his heart.

"Father, I brought the Second Young Master back!"

There was no one in the main hall, so Lian Le put down the box and went to the side hall to look for it.

"Second Young Master, please sit down and have a rest, I'll see where my wife is."

Lian Le ran away and disappeared, Lian Cheng stood in front of the hall and looked around, the only feeling was that it was rich and desolate.

Wealth lies in the fact that even the beams and columns of the house are made of high-quality golden nanmu, and the chairs are also carved with fine brocade carvings. The six chairs in the hall have different patterns and are symmetrical in shape.

It was so desolate that there were no servants in this huge mansion.

The tea on the table was cold, and there was a thin layer of dust on the side of the chair.

So do I want to make a lot of money and bring the Lian family back to glory?

"My son!"

As soon as Liancheng turned his head, he saw a strange woman trotting towards him with open arms. He hurriedly stepped forward to hold Feng's arm, his voice full of admiration, "Mother, my son is back."

The mother and son hugged each other and wept bitterly, while Lian Le stood behind and wiped away tears.

After crying, Feng Shi held Liancheng's hand and said distressedly, "You've lost weight."

Liancheng shook his head, "It is the son who is not filial. He has not been filial to his mother for many years, which made the mother worry."

When Feng heard this, he wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, looking worried.

"Did you rush back after receiving your father's letter?"

letter?Liancheng froze, he hadn't read the letter yet.

So I had no choice but to shake my head, "I miss my parents, I came back before I received the letter, maybe it's because of that letter..."

"Snapped"

A slap interrupted what Liancheng was about to say.

Feng Shi hated iron but steel, and pointed at Liancheng's forehead angrily and angrily: "Did your master tell you about the current situation before you came back? Did he advise you not to come back?"

"Did you take your master's words as a deaf ear?"

"This slap is that you are disrespectful to your master, you are not filial to your parents if you don't cherish your own life!"

Feng's eyes were red, and Liancheng noticed that she seemed to have cried many times.

If this was on the set, he would have been ng many times already, right?

Liancheng suppressed the embarrassment in his heart and the emotion of not knowing how to act like this.

The eyelashes drooped slightly, and he asked softly: "What happened? Since my son entered the mansion, he hasn't seen his eldest brother and sister-in-law. Have all the servants in the family been dismissed?"

Feng sighed, and fondled his reddened face pityingly, "Go to your father's room and let your father tell you."

As soon as he walked into Mr. Lian's room, a strong smell of medicine came to his nostrils, and the old man lying on the bed was as thin as a stick, panting like a bellows.

Seeing Liancheng coming, he opened his cloudy eyes and waved at him feebly.

"Good boy, come here."

With tears in his eyes, Liancheng staggered over and knelt beside his bed: "Father..."

"Cheng'er... Listen to Dad, leave Jingling immediately and go to Chongqing to find your brother."

Liancheng was puzzled, "Father, what happened?"

"The Japanese are coming." Seemingly tired of saying these few words, the old man closed his eyes slowly, and continued: "A few months ago, your Uncle Liu's family was all gone. We can't even cut off the root of our family. I wrote to you to tell you not to come back, just avoid it if you can."

Liancheng fell silent, and only then did he understand why the Lian family seemed to be a big family, yet it was so desolate.

"Then why don't you and your mother leave?"

Feng Shi came over and put a cushion on Mr. Lian's back so that he could speak more comfortably.

Pulled the curtains a little more, and the room was brighter.

Old Man Lian blinked playfully, his old withered hands clenched Liancheng's hand tightly, "I'm getting old, but I still have some things I want to protect. Don't worry about these things, let your mother clean up some soft things for you, and leave now .”

Liancheng was kicked out of the room by his mother, and was going to give medicine to his father.

At this time, Lian Cheng still had many doubts in his mind, so he asked Lian Le, "Everyone in the mansion has been dismissed, why don't you and your father leave?"

Lian Le raised her head to look at him sullenly, feeling aggrieved: "There is no reason for the master not to escape, and the servant to escape."

"My father doesn't want to leave the master. I can't leave my father. I still want to stay and run errands to buy medicine for the master."

"What kind of medicine does the master usually take?"

"I don't understand either. Last time I was sick, I saw a lot of doctors, but they all said that it couldn't be cured. Only a few medicines prescribed by Dr. Yu from Jishitang in the south of the city have some effect."

While the two were talking, they met the hurried old housekeeper. The housekeeper was older than Liancheng's father, with gray hair and beard, and a rather strong body.

"The second son is back. What did the master tell you?"

Liancheng shook his head helplessly: "Uncle Lian, my father only drives me away, since the Japanese are coming. Why don't we go together?"

The butler Lian was worried, and didn't answer Liancheng's question. Instead, he rubbed Lian Le's head and ordered, "Take the young master to play, and pack the young master's things."

After that, he hurried away again.

Liancheng didn't want to go anywhere. He didn't feel like he was acting, but more like doing a jigsaw puzzle. What should he do now?With what kind of mentality?What kind of play are you going to play?It's all so cloudy and confusing.

Go back to her room to rest, Lian Le is impatient.I don't know where to go to help.

Liancheng had no choice but to browse in the room by himself.There is no dust on the things in the house, it seems that someone wipes it often, not only that, the furnishings in the study, the rice paper on the table, and the solidified ink are all of high quality.

There were dozens of different writing brushes hanging on the pen holder. Liancheng became interested, so he rubbed the ink with his own hands, took out a Langhao brush, rolled up his sleeves and wrote four large characters: Wait and see.

The moment he wrote the pen, Liancheng seemed to be a different person, with a serious expression on his face. He swiped the pen and ink with ease, and there was no lag for a second when he wrote the four words.

Rather than saying that he controls handwriting, it is better to say that he is using inertial memory.

Liancheng continued to write a lot of big characters, sweating profusely as he wrote, and finally threw the brush, slumped on the chair, and murmured: "It's a pleasure."

Dinner was eaten in his own room, and Lian Le accompanied him.

"Where are my father and mother?"

"The madam is with the master." Lian Le poured soup into his bowl, "Young master eat more, I will take the young master to the car tomorrow."

Lian Cheng slapped his chopsticks on the table with a serious expression, startling Lian Le: "Master...Master."

"Lian Le, tell me, I'm still your second son."

"Yes, yes."

"Then tell me, should I know what happened at home!"

Lian Le's eyes dodged, and his tone became uncertain: "But... the young master's safety is more important."

"You and your father didn't run away, so why should I, as a son, abandon my parents and run away?"

Lian Le was frightened by him. She was a half-grown child after all, so she couldn't help crying: "Master, then you should think of a way."

"Half a month ago, before you came back, the master said that the family was separated. Give part of the family property to the young master and take it to Chongqing, and the rest will be handed over to the Japanese!"

Liancheng was at a loss, why?

If Master Lian wanted to surrender, why did he have to go to Chongqing?

"Because the master doesn't want the Japanese to set fire to the city."

Lian Le cried so wronged.

After listening to him cry, Liancheng understood everything.

The Liu family and the Lian family are the two giants in the world of antiquities.Mr. Liu loves to collect books, and he built a loft on the water to store books. It is said that many of the books in the collection are orphans that have been lost.

As for the Lian family, they specialize in the collection of literature and paintings. Generations of generations of scholarly families have produced many master painters and calligraphers.Knowing that Liu's family was massacred to protect the library, and the library was not spared, even the master made a major decision.

Send the treasures collected by the Lian family to a safe place in batches.

So in just three months, the Lian family had scandals one after another. First, the second uncle Liancheng was kicked out of the house, and then the eldest brother Liancheng asked to separate the family.

The treasures and antiques at home were safely sent out of the city.

But Master Lian still didn't want to leave.

He wants to protect this ancient city that has gone through thousands of years. This ancient city, which embodies the painstaking efforts and memories of dozens of generations, is the peerless treasure that Master Lian finally wants to protect.

Thinking of Master Lian's playful winking like a child, Lian Cheng's heart ached.