Great Imperial Merchant

In the past few days, Yang Zhongyuan thought about the looks of the two nephews many times. They may have a pair of phoenix eyes like himself, or they may follow Kong Minhua, tall and thin, and look like a scholar.

When he walked into the main hall and actually saw the two nephews, he somewhat felt that these two children who were not yet ten years old were the sons of Yang Zhongshan and Kong Minhua.

In this so-called family banquet, there were actually only four members of Yang Zhongshan's family and Yang Zhongyuan, an "outsider".Neither the eldest father nor his father attended, and it was unknown if it was arranged by Yang Zhongshan.

Yang Zhongyuan has been running outside all day, so he came back in the afternoon to take a shower and change clothes. He wore the brocade long gown that his brother bought for him, and he looked a bit old-fashioned.

"This is my nephew, come on, come over and have a look, little uncle." Yang Zhongyuan put on a kind smile and spoke to the two little ones in a gentle voice.

Kong Minhua and Yang Zhongshan have always had a very good relationship. They had their first son right after they got married, and their second child before their father passed away. Now they have two children, the eldest is eight years old and the youngest is six years old. At the age of Kaimeng to study.

They have inherited the good looks of the Yang family, and they look like jade carvings at such a young age, which made Yang Zhongyuan soften his heart.Even if he felt resentment towards his elder brother, Brother Kun, it would not affect his two little nephews, they were still young and they were also his relatives.

The two little ones stared at the little uncle who appeared suddenly, and at first they didn't dare to go forward, but Kong Minhua said: "Go, your little uncle just came back from outside and wants to get close to you."

The two of them walked forward slowly, and saluted Yang Zhongyuan honestly: "Greetings to Uncle."

Yang Zhongyuan's eyes were full of smiles. No matter how brother Kun treated their father and son, he worked hard for his eldest brother and these two biological sons. The two nephews were educated so well at a young age, and they will not be worse when they grow up.

He took out two small golden peanuts from his arms, and handed them one to each of the children: "Take it and play, little uncle doesn't have much good stuff, you keep this, it's also my gift for meeting you."

The golden peanuts belonged to the palace, and the ones he kept on his body were all in fours and twos. It stands to reason that palace people would convert these into pieces of silver and take them away when they leave the palace. However, he is the manager after all. Come and no one will speak.

Therefore, even though it was just a gadget made of pure gold, it was not available outside. Kong Minhua saw him take out two in one go, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

In his perception, it would be very difficult for this cowardly and useless uncle to leave the palace alive, and it was rather weird that he could get such a reward in the palace.He felt uneasy, but before he could think through all this, the servants who served the dishes filed into the main hall, and Yang Zhongshan followed.

He still had no expression on his face, and when he saw his younger brother, he only nodded slightly, and when he sat on the main seat, he softened his face slightly: "Boss, second child, come to father."

The population of the Yang family is simple, and Yang Zhongshan has no other servants besides the king, so the two children have been very close to the two fathers since they were young, and they are a very harmonious family of four.

Yang Zhongyuan lowered his eyes, and he sat quietly on the left of Yang Zhongshan, as if he was carefully looking at the dinner on the table.

Both Yang Zhongshan and Kong Minhua are not very particular about food and clothing, and this family banquet is quite satisfactory, with four cold dishes, four main dishes, two stewed soups and two snacks, and the table is full.

Seeing him staring at the food so earnestly, Yang Zhongshan coughed lightly, and raised the wine cup at hand: "Zhongyuan, brother toasts you, and welcomes you home."

Yang Zhongyuan didn't expect his elder brother to say something so formal, he quickly stood up and raised his glass respectfully: "Brother, you are welcome, I am very happy to be back to see you again."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and drank a cup of wine, then looked at Yang Zhongshan eagerly.

Kong Minhua saw that his face turned red just after drinking a cup, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he stood up after him: "Brother, brother Kun just met you recently, you are a good boy, and we will get along well as a family in the future."

The servant next to him was very agile, and filled Yang Zhongyuan's wine with the effort of speaking.Yang Zhongyuan looked at his eldest brother, then at Brother Kun who was holding a glass of wine and looking at him with a smile, gritted his teeth and drank it.

After two glasses of wine, he naturally spoke more bluntly.

During this period, his eldest brother Kun took turns looking for reasons to drink with him alone, and even his two nephews were asked by his father to respect Yang Zhongyuan with a cup of tea.After half an hour, Yang Zhongyuan's face was flushed and he was swaying around, and he couldn't even straighten his tongue when speaking.

Yang Zhongshan and Kong Minhua looked at each other, and waved his servants to take the two young masters out of the main hall. The two young nephews were very well-behaved, and even said goodbye to Yang Zhongyuan when they left.

Yang Zhongyuan's half-drowned eyes were full of clarity. Brother Kun made a good plan, first use his nephew to soften his heart, and then force him into a daze, and then talk about anything at this time, it will be twice the result with half the effort.

It's a pity that they miscalculated Yang Zhongyuan's drinking capacity.

What is this altar of green bamboo leaves?He can't get drunk in both jars, and he can still hold on now, but he doesn't want to waste his body to play with them.

"Brother, Brother Kun, I'm so happy, so happy, to be able to go home." Yang Zhongyuan stuck out his tongue, and suddenly grabbed Yang Zhongshan's hand.

Contrary to his slightly warm palms, it was his elder brother's hands that had no warmth at all, but Yang Zhongyuan didn't seem to care, he held his elder brother's hand tightly and said: "Brother, you are so kind, so kind."

Yang Zhongshan was being pulled by him, he couldn't hide, he couldn't push, he could only look at his righteous lord.

Kong Minhua frowned slightly, stood up with a smile, walked behind Yang Zhongyuan and pulled his arm away: "Brother, Brother Kun has something to tell you today."

Yang Zhongyuan's face was full of confusion, he stared blankly at Kong Minhua, as if he couldn't understand what he said.

Seeing that he had indeed drunk too much, Kong Minhua was even more happy on his face. He hurriedly took out two pieces of gold-sprinkled rice paper from his sleeve, and waved them in front of Yang Zhongyuan's eyes: "Brother, by signing this, you are doing me a favor with your brother." busy."

Yang Zhongyuan squinted his eyes, and at such an extremely fast speed, he saw clearly the content on that piece of paper. He could read the words on it. It probably said that he voluntarily gave up the inheritance right of that shop and transferred it to his own brother Yang Zhongshan unconditionally. .

Yang Zhongyuan didn't want to grab a fortune from his elder brother Kun, after all, he grew up at home until he was ten years old, and he really enjoyed the title of Young Master Yang for ten years.He used to think that as long as they let him leave with his father, he would be fine with nothing, and his father would have to give birth to him.

But they absolutely shouldn't, got him drunk like this, coaxed him to give up all the shops in the Jingui area, and didn't say anything about compensation.

Do you really see him as a bully?Yang Zhongyuan took a deep breath, and suddenly shook off Kong Minhua's hand vigorously.

He stood up, straightened his back, smoothed the folds on his sleeves, raised his chin and squinted at his two "good brothers".

If this was still the imperial dining room, Yang Zhongyuan would still be the ruthless manager, and the palace people under him would have been trembling when they saw him like this, and they didn't dare to show their anger.

Because they knew clearly that Yang Zhongyuan was angry.

"Brother Kun, you have a good plan," Yang Zhongyuan smiled suddenly, walked to the side tea table and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, "As far as I know, the shops on Jinlin Street, the location It’s better, the monthly rent is at least one hundred taels, in this way, it’s 200 taels a year, and 6000 taels in five years.”

His voice was very cold and soft, but like a dagger, it stabbed fiercely into the chests of Yang Zhongshan and Kong Minhua, making them both stand there dumbfounded, as if they hadn't recovered from his amazing transformation.

Yang Zhongyuan didn't even look at them, he just poured tea and savored the fragrance by himself. His movements were elegant and natural, and the demeanor exuded from his whole body was definitely not something that an ordinary young master can possess.

Yes, he has never studied, and he has indeed been a palace man in the palace for many years.But the palace was resplendent and magnificent, all he could see was Daliang's increasingly prosperous prosperity, and all the people he came into contact with were Daliang's supreme master.

Even if I am not so precious, I can learn a three-point image by learning.

Yang Zhongshan finally came to his senses, he stretched out his hand and tugged at the dazed husband, frowned and said, "Zhongyuan, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Zhongyuan raised his head and smiled at him.

Obviously he was the one who was laughing, but the shyness just now was gone completely, what was left was determination and confidence, as if he was smiling, but he was only making an expression, making it hard to guess whether he was happy or not. not happy.

"I want to ask me, how did you become like this?" Yang Zhongyuan laughed in a low voice, and it took a long time before he continued, "If you stay in the palace for a few years, you may be better than me."

He stood up, with no expression on his face, and only said: "I don't intend to own the two shops of my father and me. Originally, I thought that if you told me frankly, I would not want anything. You can let it go, just treat it as a meeting gift for my two nephews, they have grown up so much, and my uncle hasn't given anything yet."

Kong Minhua also came to his senses at this moment, he looked at the young man with a complicated expression, but said nothing.

He came up with this idea, no matter what he said at the moment, it would annoy Yang Zhongyuan. Besides, Yang Zhongshan is his own brother, so it's different after all.

His mind was spinning quickly, and he figured out the crux of the matter in a short while, and hurriedly took a few steps back with a pale expression, and said tremblingly: "Brother, don't blame your elder brother, it's all my fault."

Kong Minhua looked flustered at this time, as if he had made a huge mistake, Yang Zhongshan turned his head to look at his own Zhengjun, and felt guilty immediately.

Although Kong Minhua made the idea, he was the one who made the decision. In order to prevent their brothers from turning against each other, Kong Minhua took the initiative to take responsibility for his mistakes, and he was also thinking of him wholeheartedly.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhongshan clenched his fists tightly with his hands hidden under the table, gritted his teeth and did not speak.

Yang Zhongyuan raised his eyebrows, looked at the two of them with some strangeness, and said after a long time: "Brother Kun, if you become an actor, you will definitely become a famous actor."