The Jade of the Republic of China

Bai Qinghe was released from the hospital a week later, claiming to have recovered from his illness, and began to live a life of seclusion, leaving behind closed doors and thanking guests.But in fact, he was dying, so he held his breath and bought time for Meng Liansheng.

Meng Liansheng turned from the second in command to the boss. A boss who is only 21 years old, no matter how solid the foundation he laid before, there will inevitably be turmoil inside and outside. Fortunately, the people who support him are all Lixin real power faction, as well as Du Zan and Chen Yong. , Even if he had a different intention, he didn't dare to act blatantly. The little bit of wind and rain soon subsided.

On the vernal equinox of the 11th year of the Republic of China, Bai Qinghe passed away at the age of forty.

He said it lasted for two months, and it really lasted for two months, no more than one day and no less than one day.

Ever since Bai Qinghe was admitted to the hospital, Shen Yutong and Meng Liansheng had only seen each other three or four times, saying goodbye after eating a meal, never going to a theater or watching a movie. Xiaolou, he naturally did not spend the night with him.

After hearing that Bai Qinghe handed Lixin over to him, he guessed that Bai Qinghe had a physical problem, so he only asked Meng Liansheng, but the other party was vague and did not tell the truth.

The matter between Lixin and Bai's family is very complicated, and it's not easy for him to ask if the other party doesn't talk about it, so he is only asked to ask for help if he needs help.

However, until the news of Bai Qinghe's sudden illness and death came out, I couldn't help him.

According to Bai Qinghe's explanation before his death, everything about the funeral should be kept simple, and the coffin will only be suspended for three days.Apart from a few close friends, the guests were the brothers from Lixinli who had been with him for many years, and declined all other condolences.

On the last day, Shen Yutong went to Bai Mansion with a wreath.

He was a guest invited by Meng Liansheng, and he understood what he meant. Although the real relationship between the two was unknown, he wanted him to accompany him to see Bai Qinghe off.

For Meng Liansheng, Bai Qinghe is also a brother and a father, a benefactor and a relative, so he should let him know that he has a lover.

This was the third day of the funeral, and the servants of the Bai mansion and Lixin's group of men watching the spirit were all exhausted and their faces were ashen.

Meng Liansheng and Bai Zijun, dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, had the same pale faces and the same red and swollen eyes, they really looked like two brothers.

Shen Yutong sent a wreath, lit incense and bowed three times, walked to Meng Liansheng's side, and patted him on the back lightly.

Just when the Taoist priest finished the last ceremony and was about to carry the coffin for the funeral, a dozen people suddenly broke into the courtyard of the Bai Mansion.

It was Bai Sanye who took the lead.

"Hey, third master, what are you doing!" Uncle Zhong, the housekeeper, stepped forward and stopped him.

Mr. Bo stopped in the courtyard, stood in front of the golden nanmu coffin, and said to the crowd, "Qinghe was not yet 40 years old, and died of illness as soon as he said he died, and the funeral was rushed, and no one from his hometown was invited. Uncles and brothers of the Bai family felt strange, so they came from their hometown to find out the situation. In order to give an explanation to the clansmen, I invited two forensic doctors to open the coffin for an autopsy today in front of everyone present."

It is hard to say whether the dozen or so people who broke in were all named Bai, anyway, they were not originally named Bai, so they must all be named Bai now.

Shen Yutong didn't know what kind of trouble this third master Bai was making, but it was obvious that he wanted to make trouble, and it was most likely aimed at Meng Liansheng.

Meng Liansheng looked up at Mr. Bai who was standing on the coffin. He always had no expression on his face. He blinked his tired eyes and bowed to him: "Everything about the funeral will be done in accordance with your husband's will. Today is his funeral day." , it is absolutely impossible to open the coffin, and please ask the third master to take the tribe back."

Mr. Bai walked towards him, squinted his eyes and stared at him fiercely: "Don't allow the coffin to be opened for autopsy? Meng Liansheng, I think you have a ghost in your heart?"

Meng Liansheng said: "I have a clear conscience towards Mr.

Third Master Bai snorted coldly, and raised his hand to greet the so-called Bai family members behind him: "Open the coffin for me!"

Zijun on the side suddenly rushed up, grabbed his hand and bit him hard.

Third Master Bai let out a cry of pain, and subconsciously raised his hand to slap the child in front of him, but Meng Liansheng grabbed hold of him just in time, and pulled Bai Zijun back to his side.

Third Master Bai glanced at the big red blood mark on the back of his hand, and wanted to look at Bai Zijun who was glaring at him, but he couldn't argue with a child in front of everyone, so he could only vent his anger on Meng Liansheng, and slapped him with a raised hand.

Meng Liansheng did not hide.

Shen Yutong was shocked when he saw this, and before he slapped another slap, he quickly put the person behind him, and said coldly: "Mr. Bai, this is Mr. Bai's mourning hall, what are you doing making trouble like this?"

Bai Sanye's behavior angered a group of brothers. They wanted to go forward, but they were stopped by Meng Liansheng's gesture of raising his hand calmly. In addition, with the second son Shen in the foreground, everyone held back for the time being, so as not to disturb the past. By.

The third master Bai knew the young master of the Shen family, and he gave him a cold look: "Second son, this is our Bai family's business, and it is not up to outsiders to intervene. Besides, you, the second son of the Shen family, are in this mourning hall. What is your identity?"

Shen Yutong said, "I'm here to express my condolences to Mr. Bai."

Mr. Bai sneered: "I didn't know Qinghe had such a deep friendship with the second son of the Shen family." But he didn't intend to offend this noble son. coffin!"

Meng Liansheng walked to the coffin and put one hand on top, in a protective posture.

The cheek on which he was slapped was already slightly red and swollen, but he didn't seem to notice it, and his tone was still calm as usual, saying word by word: "Third Master, if you want to make trouble, you can come to me, but this coffin cannot be opened!"

Third Master Bai snorted coldly: "What you say about the Bai family doesn't matter."

Meng Liansheng didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly. Anyone who saw him could understand that he was silently enduring the bullying of Mr. Bai for the sake of Bai Qinghe in the coffin.

At the same time, Bai Zijun trotted up to Mr. Bai, and shouted with red eyes, "The one lying in the coffin is my father, you can't open the coffin!"

In order not to disturb the people in the coffin, there were more than a dozen servants in the Bai mansion, plus a dozen brothers who were guarding the coffin. Like Meng Liansheng, they neither made noise nor made trouble, and did not need anyone to order them. They just spontaneously surrounded the coffin into several rows. a circle.

Seeing the situation, Mr. Bai knew that the coffin could not be opened, so he could only give Meng Liansheng a hard look, and led a group of Bai family members who didn't know the truth, and left angrily, ending the farce in the mourning hall.

Bai Qinghe had chosen a cemetery for himself a few years ago, it was on a small hill in the western suburbs.

Funerals and burials all pay attention to auspiciousness, so Mr. Bai's disturbance is naturally a bad omen.The hill road is narrow and steep, and it rained again last night, the funeral procession reached the foot of the mountain, everyone was a little bit worried, lest the coffin might fall while carrying the coffin, that would be a big taboo.

It was the Taoist who made the calculations and said that Meng Lian was full of yang energy, so he was asked to lead the way with a flag and restrain the troublesome demons and ghosts, so that everyone could go on the road again.I don't know if it's because this Taoist priest has profound morals, or because Meng Liansheng really has a strong yang energy. With him pulling the flag in front, the journey went very smoothly, almost reaching the cemetery in one breath, and he was buried in time before noon.

There were no more than twenty people who came to the funeral, except for Shen Yutong, who were all close relatives of Bai Qinghe.Others didn't know the real reason why Second Young Master Shen appeared at the funeral. They only thought that he had a close relationship with Bai Qinghe, so they were invited by Meng Liansheng.

When Bai Qinghe was buried, paper money was scattered on the new soil of the grave. Meng Liansheng, who had already performed the salute once, knelt on the ground again, and kowtowed three times vigorously to the tombstone.

When everyone was lamenting his deep love and righteousness, Shen Yutong also stepped forward, knelt down beside him, and kowtowed three times to Bai Qinghe.

Shen Yutong was a guest who came to express condolences. Even though he had a deep friendship with Bai Qinghe, no matter their status or age, as the second son of the Shen family, the courtesy was too heavy for the two of them.

Shen Yutong didn't care about other people's eyes. He made this gift to thank Bai Qinghe for taking care of Meng Liansheng for so many years, allowing him to grow from a country boy into the independent young man he is now.

In addition, as Meng Liansheng's lover, he performed the same courtesy as him.

The eyes of the two met, Meng Liansheng's eyes moved slightly, and a layer of water vapor appeared.

Although he didn't say a word, he already knew it.

It was already afternoon when we returned to the Bai Mansion.Bai Zijun is timid, but it is not too late to be sensible. He knows what death means. Fortunately, after a long preparation, he has accepted this reality.

So after his father was buried, he relaxed and fell into a deep sleep on the way back.

Meng Liansheng personally put the sleeping child to bed before returning to his room.

Shen Yutong was still with him.

This was his first visit to Meng Liansheng's residence in Bai Mansion.A small room, bright and transparent, with simple but clean furnishings, it can be seen that his life in Bai Mansion is really good.

After entering the room, Meng Liansheng sat down on the bed as if he was relieved, his shoulders drooped, and he lowered his head and whispered, "Second Young Master, I feel a little uncomfortable!"

He was already a tall and straight young man, but now he looked like a helpless and pitiful child, making Shen Yutong want to love him.

It's just that with their current relationship, love can easily turn into flirting, which is really inappropriate on this day.

So Shen Yutong just walked up to him, stretched out his hand to rub his hair, and said, "Cry out if you feel really uncomfortable, I'll be here with you."

Meng Liansheng threw himself on his chest, and stretched out his hands to hug his waist, in an intimate and dependent posture.

Leaning close to the other person for a while, he raised a hand and touched his eyes.

is dry.

From Bai Qinghe's accident to the official burial, he was genuinely sad several times, but seeing the people crying at the funeral, at most his eyes were moist, and he never shed a single tear.

He seemed born unable to cry.

"Second Young Master, thank you." He muffled.

Shen Yutong knew that he was talking about his funeral, and responded in a low voice: "Boss Boss is your benefactor, this is what I should do."

Meng Liansheng held his hand tightly and said nothing more.

The two hugged each other for a while, before Shen Yutong finally said, "Xiao Meng, you should be exhausted these days, put the rest aside for now, the most important thing now is to get a good sleep."

Meng Liansheng nodded from Shan Ruliu, walked away from his chest, took off his filial piety, and lay straight on the bed without pulling the quilt, Shen Yutong still covered him and tucked him in.

He opened his reddened black eyes and looked at the other party. He didn't seem to be sleepy, but his voice sounded a little weak: "Second Young Master, wait until I fall asleep before leaving."

"Okay, I'll watch you sleep." Shen Yutong sat down beside the bed, reached out and lovingly touched his face, he was slapped by Mr. Bai in the morning, and there were still some red and swollen marks.

It is painful to lose a loved one, but to suffer such grievances at the funeral, this child's life is really hard, Shen Yutong thought silently, he must treat him better in the future.

As if sensing his tenderness, Meng Liansheng put a sticker on his hand, and finally closed his eyes slowly.

Shen Yutong waited for his breathing to become heavy and stared silently for a long time before leaving lightly.

Meng Liansheng fell into a deep sleep that night, and when he opened his eyes, the sky outside the window was already dark, and the footsteps of servants coming and going could be heard outside, as if everything in the Bai mansion had returned to normal.big

He got up and opened the door. Uncle Zhong, the housekeeper, was standing outside. He didn't know how long he had been waiting. Seeing him go out, he said, "Xiao Meng, are you awake? Go and finish your meal, it's ready."

Meng Liansheng asked, "Where's Zijun?"

"The young master just woke up and is waiting for you to have dinner together."

Meng Liansheng nodded.

Uncle Zhong glanced at him through the light in the corridor, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that Xiaomeng seemed to have completely recovered from his grief after only sleeping, and his whole body had completely returned to normal.

When Meng Liansheng returned to the living room of the main building, Bai Zijun was already sitting on the bench. Seeing him coming in, he didn't run down and rush towards him as usual, but just watched quietly. In those immature eyes, there was already something different from before. thing.

He walked over and said softly: "Zijun, eat first if you're hungry, don't wait for me."

Bai Zijun lowered his head and did not speak. He silently picked up the chopsticks and took a mouthful of rice. Tears fell down, but he didn't want the other party to see him. Without my father, I am an orphan."

Meng Liansheng put an egg in the bowl for him, and said calmly, "You still have my brother."

Bai Zijun sniffed and looked up at him: "Brother Meng, my father was killed, right? Who killed him? I want to avenge him."

Meng Liansheng calmly looked at the child with a violent face, was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said softly, "Your father died of illness, no one hurt him. His greatest wish is that you grow up safely, read more books, and become a child in the future. what you want to do."

Bai Zijun opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to confirm the authenticity of his words from his face, probably to make sure that he was not lying to himself, he breathed a sigh of relief, the hostility on his face gradually dissipated, his small shoulders slumped, She nodded and said, "I will study hard, and I will not let my father down."

The corner of Meng Liansheng's mouth curled up, and he picked up another chopsticks dish and put it into the opponent's bowl: "Well, that's right."

After a meal, Bai Zijun said that he hadn't read for many days, and he wanted to go back to his room to study immediately.Meng Liansheng stayed with him for a while, and seeing that he was concentrating, he went out quietly.

Because I didn't know where to go, I wandered around the main building at random, and walked into the study without knowing it.

He was very familiar with Bai Qinghe's study, it was not a private place, it was often here that Bai Qinghe talked to him in the past, when he wanted to read, he took it directly from here, and it was Bai Qinghe who personally agreed.The two would occasionally play a few games of chess.He didn't know how to play Go at first, but he was taught by Bai Qinghe himself. After a few days of learning, his chess skills gradually surpassed the opponent's. He was embarrassed to beat him too much, so he always secretly gave up.Although Bai Qinghe is not as good as him in chess, every time he releases water, he will be caught by the opponent.

Thinking of all the past, Meng Liansheng couldn't help feeling a little bit sentimental.

He sat down on the leather executive chair behind the mahogany desk, opened the drawer in front of him casually, and took out the pine cigar box inside.Since he was admitted to the hospital, Bai Qinghe has never smoked a cigarette. There is still half of this box of cigars left. He took out one and put it on his lips. He was about to touch the lighter and light it when he suddenly thought of something and took the cigar out of his mouth. Come down and ring the bell on the table.

Chang An quickly ran up from downstairs, pushed the door open and asked, "Xiao Meng, what's the matter?"

Meng Liansheng closed the cigar box, put it on the table, and said, "Take this box of cigars to a doctor you know for a test."

Chang An frowned and said, "This is Mr.'s cigar, is there a problem?"

Meng Liansheng said: "Mr. is a chronic poison, but he eats and drinks with Zijun every day. Zijun has no physical problems, which means that the food in the mansion is fine. It is very likely that it is caused by the cigars he smokes on weekdays." He paused for a moment, and then said, "Now that Mr. has been buried, it's up to us to deal with those who killed him."

Chang An nodded vigorously, the depression that had lasted for many days was swept away on his face, and he said with righteous indignation: "That's right, we must not let Mr. die in vain."

In the evening of the next day, Chang An carried the cigar box and brought back a message: "Xiao Meng, you guessed right, cigars are really poisonous, the doctor said there is some arsenic in it."

Meng Liansheng asked: "Is it the arsenic that is often said?"

Chang An nodded: "Yes, I asked the doctor what arsenic is, and he said it was a chemical, similar to arsenic."

Meng Liansheng said: "Wang Cheng usually buys Mr.'s cigarettes and alcohol, right? You take him to the cellar." Wang Cheng is the driver of the Bai Mansion, because Chang An and Chang Ping also drive. He does all the shopping.

The cellar is the place where Bai Qinghe stores his wine, and it is also an air-raid shelter for emergencies.The cellar was shaded from the sun all day, and there was a drainage channel below it, which led to the nearby river.

Meng Liansheng turned on the light, sat on the wooden sofa, and waited for someone to arrive soon.

Wang Cheng was in his thirties, and he had an ordinary face that he couldn't pull out when he was thrown into a crowd. He didn't know what happened, but Bai Qinghe died, and Bai Zijun was young. So when he saw Meng Liansheng, he immediately put on a flattering smile: "Boss Xiao Meng, do you have any orders for the young one?"

Meng Liansheng looked at him expressionlessly, pointed to the cigar box on the coffee table in front of him, and said, "Sir, did you buy this box of cigars?"

Wang Cheng glanced at the box, and smiled: "Yes, yes, I bought all the things that Mr. Wang usually uses. I am not boasting. I am very clear about what is good and what is bad, especially these things. Foreign goods, anyone who wants to fool me with fake goods, I can tell at a glance."

Meng Liansheng said, "Where did you buy this box of cigars?"

Wang Cheng laughed and said, "Where else can I buy it from? It's Fumao Trading Company. Boss Xiaomeng, if you want to smoke cigars, I'll go get you the best one right away."

It's just that before he finished speaking, Chang An had already touched a cold gun on his temple.

The smile on Wang Cheng's face stopped abruptly, his eyes widened in panic, he knelt on the ground with a plop, and tremblingly said, "Chang...Changan, what are you doing?"

Meng Liansheng leaned forward slightly, and said word by word: "Let me ask you, where did you buy this box of cigars?"

Wang Cheng was so frightened by the gun on his head that he broke out in a cold sweat. How dare he lie, he stammered: "It was in the hands of a smuggler, and a box was five yuan cheaper than Fumao Commercial, so I went to get the goods from him." Boss Xiaomeng, although I was greedy for a few dollars in price difference, I can guarantee that the goods are genuine. I was greedy for this little money. My wife gave birth to a son for me last year, and the four children in the family are waiting. I have no choice but to eat, so I have this greed. Don't worry, I will never dare in the future."

Meng Liansheng asked, "Who introduced you to that smuggler?"

Wang Cheng said: "Master Bai, Mr. Bo. One time when he went to buy cigars, he said he introduced me to a cheap source and took me to meet this smuggler."

Chang An looked at Meng Liansheng in disbelief, and said angrily, "It's Mr. Bo! He even dared to come to the funeral and make a fuss, and wanted to open the coffin for an autopsy."

Meng Liansheng was calm, as if everything had been expected: "He wants to open the coffin for an autopsy, because he wants to preemptively and blame me. Mr. Bai has already arrived, so he announced his death because he is afraid that we will be set aside. Together."

Wang Cheng didn't seem to hear what the two said, he opened his eyes wide and panicked and said, "Poisoning? What poisoning?"

Chang An kicked him to the ground: "Do you know that you killed Mr. because of these few dollars!"

Wang Cheng cried out in pain, shook his head and wailed, "I don't know anything, I don't know anything." Knowing that Meng Liansheng was the one who made the decisions, he rolled and crawled forward on all fours, hugging his leg , tearfully begging for mercy, "Boss Xiaomeng, I really don't know anything, you forgive me, I still have a wife and children at home, they can't live without me."

Meng Liansheng said expressionlessly, "Mister also has a son."

For example, Chang An was full of anger, but his tone was calm as if he was talking about the weather.But Wang Cheng understood that this was the real horror. He was afraid that he would forget to continue begging for mercy, and just looked at him in horror.

Meng Liansheng stood up, and said in a low voice, "Chang An, don't make a big fuss. Find someone to tell his wife later, and tell him that he lost money in the gambling hall and ran away. Give his family 200 yuan to live on."

After all, without waiting for Chang An to respond, he had already left without looking back.As soon as the heart-piercing cry sounded from behind, it stopped abruptly.

Meng Liansheng walked out of the cellar, closed the door,

At the same time, Uncle Zhong hurried over and said, "Xiao Meng, Second Young Master Shen is calling for you."

Meng Liansheng nodded: "Understood, I'll go right away."

He quickly returned to the living room, picked up the phone receiver: "Second Young Master."

"Xiao Meng, how are you doing?"

Meng Liansheng said: "Second Young Master, don't worry, I'm fine."

Shen Yutong said: "The soda factory is about to start trial production. I will go to Fengxian in two days, and I may have to be busy for a while. I will go to Bai Mansion tomorrow to see you before leaving."

Meng Liansheng said: "Second Young Master, you can just keep busy with your own affairs, don't worry about me, I also have a lot of things to do on my hands, after we finish this busy period, let's get together again."

Shen Yutong thinks about it too, Meng Liansheng is still in mourning, even if he is not a close relative of Bai Qinghe, at least he has to mourn for 49 days and stop visiting relatives and friends.The two are in this kind of relationship again, so it's always inappropriate to meet in private.He nodded and said, "That's fine, take good care of yourself and call me if you need anything."

"Well, okay. Second son, take care of your health and don't work too hard."

The two exchanged a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Meng Liansheng sat down on the sofa silently, feeling annoyed in his heart - not much, just a little.He never thought that being Lixin's boss, being the second in command would be perfect for him. If he has money and status, he won't be so popular and become the target of public criticism. It just allows him and Shen Yutong to live a stable life.But now because of Bai Qinghe's death, he was forced to become the boss of Lixin, which interrupted the good life he hadn't lived for a few days, and might continue to make him uneasy.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He rubbed his fingers on the sofa for a moment, and made up his mind to end this uneasy life as soon as possible, and return to the days of deep love with the second son.

The author has something to say:

Xiaomeng is going to kill again.