Great Imperial Merchant

Yang Zhongyuan is not a greedy person, but he is determined to retaliate.Now Yang Zhongshan agrees that he can choose five items from the storeroom, so he will pick the one he thinks is the most suitable, and he doesn't want to be polite to his elder brother at all.

Simply put, the warehouses of the Yang family are very orderly, so he picks up things very quickly according to what he thinks in his heart.

An ex-Chu tin Panlong Boshan furnace that can be used at home in the future, a embossed emerald Chilong wall, a gold inlaid ruby ​​belt buckle, a piece of kumquat and red bloodstone raw stone, and the last one is the later Chu white jade Guanyin chosen for father. seated statue.

These five things are not the best in this room, but they are not bad either. The most important thing is that they are enough for Yang Zhongyuan's eyes.

Yang Zhongshan has been in the antique business for more than ten years, and he can easily tell whether his goods are genuine or fake at a glance. He is very surprised that his younger brother can pick out five high-quality genuine goods out of thousands of things.

"Xiao Yuan, you're really qualified for this job." Yang Zhongshan was a little hesitant.

Should he persuade Yang Zhongyuan again?As long as he stays at home, there is nothing wrong with giving him a shop to run.

At this moment, he himself forgot how much conflict he and Kong Minhua felt when Yang Zhongyuan returned home, and how reluctant he was to return to the shop when he came back.

Yang Zhongyuan didn't pay any attention to his brother's words, he carefully put a few things into the box, and then said in a low voice: "Brother, you don't have to worry about this, I won't rely on this for food in the future, it won't do anything to my family. "

Hearing his younger brother's words, Yang Zhongshan couldn't help being stunned.He didn't mean that at all, but only now did he realize that he had lost any credit in front of his younger brother. No matter what he said, this blood relative would never believe him again.

This time, Yang Zhongshan truly realized the price of deception and concealment.

"Brother doesn't mean that." Yang Zhongshan sighed, his face was full of depression, "Xiao Yuan, we are different from my father. When you were young, you had a bad temper, so I always couldn't kiss you. After all these years, you When I got home, my brother really didn’t know how to face you. After all, the whole family was at fault for what happened back then. But Xiao Yuan, since you came back, even though your brother Kun and I didn’t want to give you the shop, we also I really didn't want to harm you. You can trust my brother this time."

Yang Zhongyuan's hands paused, his back was turned to Yang Zhongshan, and he didn't let him see the slightest expression on his face: "Brother, I don't hate you, really. It's just that life has been too difficult these years, and now I just want to live by my father. Everything about the Yang family will remind me of the past."

After he finished speaking, he laughed softly again: "Brother, actually, fate is really strange. If I hadn't entered the palace back then, I might have become a dandy that cats and dogs would despise by now. In the end, I wouldn't just hang out at home Waiting to die. Now that I have gone through this experience, I understand a lot of truths, and I also know that I can earn a living by myself, isn't that good?"

His words are much more emotional than those indifferent statements yesterday, but he was born in Yang's family, which is one of the best merchants and rich families even in the entire Los Angeles County. There is nothing wrong with that.However, he had to go through a crime that even the children of the villagers seldom suffered. It didn't make people feel more comfortable to grow up so sensible and motivated.

Yang Zhongshan felt a pain in his heart, and after much deliberation, he could only call out his brother's name again: "Xiao Yuan, brother, I just ask you to remember, this is your home after all."

Yang Zhongyuan laughed again, but only said: "I just remember that you are my brother is enough."

Seeing that he didn't answer his words, Yang Zhongshan felt even more sad.Maybe Yang Zhongyuan still admits their blood relationship, but apart from that, it is difficult for them to have more affection and warmth.

Sometimes, once the kinship is cut off, it may be more difficult than drying up the sea if you want to renew the relationship.

The two stood in the dark warehouse in silence for a long time. At the end, Yang Zhongshan seemed to suddenly think of something, and took out a bank note from his pocket: "Xiao Yuan, take it carefully, my brother promised you, there will be no loss of one penny." milliseconds."

Yang Zhongyuan took it without even looking at it, and stuffed it directly into his sleeve: "Thank you, brother."

"Thank you, this should be yours." After Yang Zhongshan finished speaking, he sighed, "Okay, Uncle Quan should be in a hurry, let's go."

Yang Zhongyuan followed him and walked towards the door together. When he was about to walk out of here, he suddenly turned his head and said to Yang Zhongshan: "Brother, Brother Kun is devoted to you, and both nephews are also lovely. Don't be like your father." , turn a good home into what it used to be.”

Yang Zhongshan was taken aback for a moment, he never imagined that Yang Zhongyuan would care about their family so much at this point, and the unforgettable guilt once again filled his body, making him stand there dumbfounded for a long time without responding.

Yang Zhongyuan's words were not only heard by Yang Zhongshan, but Kong Minhua outside the door could hear them as clearly as Zhou Quanxu.

For a moment, Kong Minhua's mind was blank, and he looked at Zhou Quanxu blankly, not knowing how to answer.

But Zhou Quanxu thought deeply, only his son is alone, no matter what his son says or does, in his opinion, it is the best and most correct.So no matter what Kong Minhua was thinking at the moment, it had nothing to do with their father and son.

"Father, let's go." Yang Zhongyuan carried a burden on his body and held two brocade boxes in his hands. He simply led Zhou Quanxu out of the South Chamber.

Behind them, Yang Zhongshan and Kong Minhua followed silently, and waited until they came to the gate of the Yang family. Take care, brother. I will bid farewell to Daddy."

After he finished speaking, he carefully supported his father and walked out of the tall carved wooden door of the Yang family step by step.

Zhou Quanxu followed his son's footsteps and walked slowly. He raised his head slightly and could see the golden sun in the sky.It was a sunny day, neither hot nor cold, and the breeze was blowing the flowers sticking out from the branches on both sides of Zixin Lane, bringing a sweet taste.

Zhou Quanxu closed his eyes, and looked back at the delicate and beautiful golden Pixiu on the lintel of the Yang family.More than [-] years ago, it was the same day when he entered the Yang family. At that time, he was sold into this place by his father along with many people.He clearly remembered that day when he walked through the side door, he only had time to catch a glimpse of a golden light flashing across the lintel.

Later, he never had the chance to leave the Yang Mansion, and this golden light became the most beautiful dream in his youth.

At that time, he always thought of saving a lot of money, and then redeeming himself, standing straight in front of the gate of the Yang Mansion, to see what the golden light was.Now, although more than twenty years have passed, he is old and frail, but he finally fulfilled his wish and left here.

"Father, the new home has been settled. Don't worry, I will take care of everything." Just as Zhou Quanxu was in a trance, his son's clear voice called him back to his thoughts.

He turned his head and looked seriously at his handsome young son.

If the best gift that the Yang family has given him for decades of life is, then it is nothing more than this child who will eventually return to his father's side even if he has been away for more than ten years.Only he is his blood relative.

"Okay, follow you, dad is not afraid of anything." Zhou Quanxu smiled, reaching out to brush his son's black hair at the sideburns.

This child is like him, with thick and soft black hair, he should be a very soft-hearted person.

The father and son were standing at the door of Yang's house and talking, while Yang Zhongshan stood behind him in the door and did not follow them out.

"Xiao Yuan, take care of you and Uncle Quan." After he finished speaking, he didn't continue to stand at the door to watch the two of them leave, but held his husband's hand and walked back home.

Yang Zhongyuan didn't look back, he just pulled his father and stood at the gate of Yang's mansion, waiting for the carriage to arrive.

The Buddha said that there are seven sufferings in life, birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and hatred, separation from love, and not getting what you want.What he left behind was the last one. He wanted to let the guilt and pain be engraved in Yang Zhongshan's heart all the time, so that he wanted to make up, but he couldn't ask for it.

I had no choice but to keep this sadness in my heart day and night, restless in sleep and food, and never forget it for the rest of my life.

The father and son stood still with their backs to the gate, neither spoke nor looked back.

They have never been soft-hearted people, no matter how soft their hair is, they will eventually have to harden their hearts.

The grunt of the carriage sounded from the depths of the alley. Yang Zhongyuan and Zhou Quanxu turned their heads to look, but saw a familiar face.

Cheng Weizhe was driving an ordinary willow wooden carriage, smiling from far to near, on both sides of him, crape myrtle protruded from the wall with heavy bunches of flowers, reflecting the colorful purple and red everywhere.

Yang Zhongyuan was a little stunned. Cheng Weizhe was very famous, smart, handsome and cute when he was young, but now more than ten years have passed, but it has become worse, making it difficult to look away.

This person is always easy to make others feel inferior.

"Why are you?" Yang Zhongyuan asked involuntarily when Cheng Weizhe stopped the carriage in front of the father and son.

Cheng Weizhe smiled, that smile was more eye-catching than Ziwei behind him: "Uncle Chen is still cleaning up for you, I don't have time to come over, I happened to go to the shop, so I came to pick you up and Uncle Quan."

After Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan finished explaining, they turned to Zhou Quanxu and said, "Uncle Quan, long time no see, we will be neighbors from now on."

Zhou Quanxu looked around at his son Tong Cheng Weizhe, and said with a smile, "That's a good thing. I will be more happy to see Xiaozhe often in the future."

Yang Zhongyuan curled his lips, and carefully helped his father into the carriage. After his father settled down, he sat next to Cheng Weizhe: "You will please the elders."

Cheng Weizhe reached out and poked his angry cheek, and smiled even more happily: "You, I will eat all my vinegar."

After he finished speaking, he was kicked severely by Yang Zhongyuan. He laughed and raised the whip in his hand, and set up the horse and drove all the way to the outside of the alley: "Okay, let's go home."

When Yang Zhongyuan thought of the new life from now on, he couldn't help but feel hot, and said: "Okay, let's go home."