Great Imperial Merchant

In the past 14 years, Zhou Quanxu has only been alone.He was lonely when he was young, sold himself as a servant, and later became a servant of the master's house. It can be said that in the first half of his life, he was always lonely.

But later, he had the son Yang Zhongyuan, and it wasn't until Yang Zhongyuan was born that his life began to have more colors. It can be said that Yang Zhongyuan was the only person he cared about in his life.

But even this person on the tip of his heart was taken away from him, and he has been away for more than ten years without knowing whether he will live or die, and there is no hope of seeing him again.

He didn't believe in Buddhism at first, and since he begged his father not to sell him, he has decided not to ask or to believe in anyone, but in the first month after Yang Zhongyuan left home, he really had trouble sleeping, eating and worrying a lot, Had to start looking for this invisible comfort.

People say that eating vegetarian food and reciting Buddha's name can bring good rewards, so he moved into this Buddhist hall with a dull head, and he only thought about taking care of the good rewards to his son, even if it was only a little bit, it was worth it.

There are always some people in a person's life who are as important as treasures, and Yang Zhongyuan is Zhou Quanxu's only treasure.

Over the years, Zhou Quanxu was sometimes in a trance. He no longer asked Yang Zhongyuan to come home, as long as he was still alive, that would be fine.

But now, the son he had been thinking about for more than ten years suddenly appeared behind him, and he was a little scared.

He was afraid that Yang Zhongyuan might have died in a foreign country, so he came back to visit him just to say goodbye to his father.

Thinking this way, Zhou Quanxu hesitated to touch Yang Zhongyuan's hand. He hesitated: "Xiao Yuan, is it really you?"

Seeing his father like this, Yang Zhongyuan felt more and more sad. The tears on his face were like pearls with broken strings, as if he wanted to pour out all the endless thoughts of these years.He held his father's hand tightly and let him touch his wet cheeks: "Dad, I am really back, and I will never leave again."

Yang Zhongyuan is now a 24-year-old tall young man. Although his face is somewhat similar to his father's, Zhou Quanxu's youthful appearance can be vaguely seen between his brows, so Zhou Quanxu didn't even think about it when he saw him for the first time. He decided that he was his Xiaoyuan.

Father and son are related by blood, and sometimes it is so wonderful.

Zhou Quanxu touched his son's face with his skinny hands, and finally cried too.

"Xiao Yuan, you are finally back, dad misses you so much." He choked up, confided, and was happy.

All these years, he has eaten vegetarian food and recited the Buddha's name, and his heart is nothing more than that Yang Zhongyuan can come out of the palace alive. Now that he really sees his son returning home, he should really thank God.

Thinking this way, Zhou Quanxu hurriedly pulled Yang Zhongyuan to kneel on the mat together: "Xiao Yuan, kowtow to the Buddha with Dad."

Yang Zhongyuan knew that if he hadn't believed in Buddhism, his father might not be able to survive these years of loneliness and anxiety. Even if he didn't believe in this himself, he honestly kowtowed to the Buddha statue three times along with him, and he was truly grateful in his heart.

The father and son kowtowed to the Buddha silently, and Yang Zhongyuan stood up quickly, trying to help his father up.

But Zhou Quanxu didn't seem to have much strength to stand up. He leaned on his son, panting heavily.

Yang Zhongyuan felt more and more sad. Even if the father and son didn't live very well in the mansion before, he was the young master of the Yang family after all. His father was still there in those years, and the servants would not be too bad.Thinking of the characters of his brother and brother Kun, Yang Zhongyuan secretly felt a chill in his eyes.

Zhou Quanxu is now as thin as a bone, and his face is unnaturally pale. He is not yet the age to know his destiny, but his temples have turned gray early, making him look old and haggard.

Yang Zhongyuan helped his father into the inner room of the Buddhist hall. Seeing that the furnishings inside were all outdated, even the bedding and furniture were still clean, he gradually calmed down and helped his father to the side of the bed to sit down.

"Father, I secretly disguised myself as a servant to deliver medicine to you. It's cold now, so I'll go and bring it to you."

When Zhou Quanxu heard him say this, his face turned cold, but he gently held his son's hand: "No need, whether you take the medicine or not, it's just for outsiders to see, it's useless."

Yang Zhongyuan frowned when he heard this. He has been the chief steward of the palace all these years, although he is not as good as the serious master, who in the palace dares to show him face?Even Cang Nian is kind to him, let alone the little palace people.

So in Zhou Quanxu's eyes, he was somewhat surprised by his appearance.

When he was young, Yang Zhongyuan was always sharp and arrogant because of his family status and his identity. But at that time, he was too young, and he was a little too indiscriminate. He didn't expect to endure hardships outside these years, which made him more calm.

The way he frowns is a bit majestic and domineering. Zhou Quanxu has not yet developed a sense of familiarity with his son's grown-up appearance, but he feels distressed because of his expression and movements.

How many things have to go through to make an arrogant and domineering child become like this?Zhou Quanxu didn't know, and he didn't ask Yang Zhongyuan. Even if he hadn't seen him for more than ten years, he knew that his son would definitely not tell him.

"Father, I have not been at home these years, and no one has served you filially. It is a child who is not filial. Don't worry, since I am back, I will never leave you again. When the matter is over, I will take Dad and leave Yang Home."

After Yang Zhongyuan finished speaking, he carefully looked at his father's face, and then said: "Father, are you willing to leave with me?"

Zhou Quanxu fell silent for a while, and Yang Zhongyuan was somewhat surprised to see that he did not speak.

In his cognition, father and father have never had any feelings for each other. This family may have treated him well when he was young, but it has never been good to father. , sent the young him into the palace, and when he made that decision, he virtually cut off the closest bond between father and son.

People say that the poison of a tiger does not eat its children, and Yang Zhongyuan didn't want to say more about his deceased father.

Zhou Quanxu saw that his son became cautious and anxious again at this moment, and couldn't help feeling a little funny: "Xiao Yuan, I stayed here for so many years, just to wait for you to come back."

Yang Zhongyuan didn't speak, just sat beside his father, looking at him with a smile.

I haven't seen him for many years, and his father is already old and haggard like this. He secretly swears that when he leaves here, he will do his best to honor his father and let him live comfortably.

"Xiao Yuan, if you can sneak in to see me, your brother must not let you see me, right? He is afraid that I will tell you that your father made another suicide note before he passed away."

Perhaps because he knew that it was not easy for Yang Zhongyuan to come in this time, Zhou Quanxu spoke very crisply: "A person who is about to die has good words. Since your father did such a thing back then, no matter what the reason is, we are already dead. Don't be regarded as family by him, after you left, I moved to live in the Buddhist hall, and I haven't spoken to him for many years."

He said, watching his son lower his eyes halfway, knowing that he felt sorry for himself, he couldn't help but reached out and patted the back of his son's hand: "You know, I have no relationship with him at all, so you don't have to worry about it for me. I I still resented him very much back then, thinking that he was your father and shouldn’t treat you like this. In the first month after you left, I said a lot of nasty things to him, maybe these words pierced the deepest part of his heart, I didn't expect him to remember it until he died."

"Father, we two will live a good life together from now on. Let's just treat the past as a thing of the past. I have lived a good life in the palace these years, and I have also learned a craft. You rely on me, and you will definitely be well-off Comfortable clothes." Seeing that his father's expression was not much, Yang Zhongyuan hurriedly added.

Knowing that he was comforting him, Zhou Quanxu frowned, calmed down and said, "When he wrote the suicide note, the elders and I were in front of him, and he left a shop for the two of us, all located on Jinlin Street. .”

Jinlin Street is the largest commercial street in Danluo City, and the shops here are the most expensive, one can equal ten in Xueta Lane, and this is only in terms of rent.The Yang family specializes in antique business. There are four shops in the first four corners of Jinlin Street. Although not all of them are run by themselves, the annual rent is also frighteningly high, and the business has been booming.

Old Mrs. Yang reserved a room for Zhou Quanxu and Yang Zhongyuan in front of the clan elders, which already showed that he had made up his mind. He originally wanted to leave the shop for his son who didn't know if he would be able to go home, but he was afraid that the eldest son would lose money after he left. Waiting for Zhou Quanxu, so I left a room for each of them.

Even if he has no feelings, he hasn't spoken much for more than ten years, but when he occasionally sees Zhou Quanxu's white hair on the temples, Mrs. Yang gradually feels guilty in vain.

If he hadn't been obsessed with ghosts back then, how could his own flesh and blood be separated from the two places, and there is no way of knowing whether he is dead or alive.Thinking of this, Mrs. Yang became more and more sad before he died, so in order to close his eyes at ease, he insisted on changing the suicide note.

But he didn't know that even if Zhou Quanxu had a shop in his hands, he couldn't go out, and he couldn't manage it. In fact, Yang Zhongshan still tightly controlled him, and his life became more and more difficult these years.

Yang Zhongyuan was not surprised when he heard what his father said.In his impression, his father attached great importance to everything about the Yang family, and he was willing to give them the two best shops on Jinlin Street, and even one of them had a different surname, which was beyond his imagination.

But now that the incident had happened, Yang Zhongyuan came to his senses, and he immediately understood his brother's intentions, and immediately thought of a countermeasure.

"Father, do you want that shop?" Yang Zhongyuan asked softly.

Zhou Quanxu caressed his son's young and handsome face with his skinny hands, and his eyes were full of kindness. He looked at his son seriously and said, "Father doesn't want anything, as long as you come back safely. I have been begging the Buddha for more than ten years. , I finally begged you back, as long as you are well, it is more important than anything else."