Great Imperial Merchant

Hearing what his father said, Cheng Weizhe couldn't help sneering in his heart, and said flatly: "After the new year, I'm only 25."

Cheng He was stunned by him for a moment, then he was a little embarrassed, and it took him a long time to say: "You are not young anymore, and you have been patronizing filial piety all these years, and you have not looked for a marriage for you. Look at your brother, and now he has begun to fall in love with each other." Look."

Sure enough, if Cheng Weishu hadn't started looking for a partner, his father would never have thought that he would still be alone at this age.

"Wei Shu is young and a good person, so he can find a good partner." Cheng Weizhe replied.

Hearing him talk about Cheng Weishu, Cheng He's praise was beyond words: "Look at Weishu, he is only two years younger than you, but he has already passed the exam, and now he is doing business like a model when he comes home to do business for his family. Looks good, thanks to him, our rice shop has become more and more prosperous. Looking at you, it’s incomparable."

When Cheng He said that, Cheng Weizhe almost laughed out loud.

He just took the exam, but because of Cheng He's words, he didn't take the exam again. At the age of 20, he went to Danluo Academy to be a teacher because of his good knowledge. Although his age is not much different from many students in the academy, he has never underestimated by the students.

What does he rely on?Relying on a natural good mind, relying on hard study for more than ten years, relying on a gentle attitude and serious teaching.He, Cheng Weizhe, has always been doing what he is doing, and he will not be like his father, who is not high enough to be low, but just fantasizing.

But within a year of being a teacher, his father died of illness.At that time, Cheng Weizhe was in great pain. He felt that his life was being controlled by the cage of the Cheng family. It just so happened that his father changed his mind and said that he wanted him to also start a business, so Cheng Weizhe didn't do anything, and directly asked for the shop in the north of the city. , I poured the tea leaves by myself.

It took two or three years to do this, and now the teahouse has stabilized. Cheng Weizhe originally wanted to wait until the filial piety period passed before making other plans, but now it seems that it is better to prepare early.

"Yes, Wei Shu is very good, I am useless." Cheng Weizhe replied in a low voice, winking at Ermao vigorously.

Ermao is small but clever, seeing his young master's impatient expression, he hurriedly said: "My lord, Dianmo brought you water just now, you should go take a bath and rest, the water will be cold later."

Cheng He was interrupted, and turned his head to give Ermao a hard look, but after what he said, he felt a little sleepy, so he simply said: "Don't go out early tomorrow morning, I will tell you in detail." Back to the main house.

Leaving Cheng Weizhe alone to watch his back disappear behind the door with a blank expression, he finally opened his legs: "Er Mao, go and help me prepare some bath water, and you can just go back and rest when it's delivered, and you don't have to wait on me. "

Ermao came to Cheng's house when he was in his teens and followed Cheng Weizhe all the time, but Cheng Weizhe didn't go home often in recent years, and he didn't like to go out to take him, so Ermao always felt like he had nothing to do.But when Cheng Weizhe came back, of course he had to perform well.

He is thirteen or fourteen years old now, and he is still a child in Cheng Weizhe's eyes. When he came back from bouncing around to ask for water, he leaned beside Cheng Weizhe with a gossiping expression.

Cheng Weizhe was reading a book, he was annoyed by him, so he simply asked: "What's wrong?"

Er Mao looked at the bamboo window and wooden door like a thief, and seeing the silence outside, he quickly lowered his voice and said, "Master, do you know who Master Wei Shu's partner is talking about?"

As long as he doesn't harm himself, Cheng Weizhe has never been interested in the affairs of the Cheng family, but seeing Ermao winking, he couldn't help but ask amusedly, "Who?"

Hearing his question, Ermao said excitedly: "I heard that the third son of the Feng family that master Zhu told him was also a young master with excellent poetry and etiquette, but our son Weishu didn't like it. Only one person can be killed."

This is strange, although his younger brother was somewhat arrogant and picky since he was a child, he has always listened to his father Bai Xiaozhu very much.Now he is actually against his father for one person, which shows that he is quite infatuated with this person.

Seeing that Ermao wanted to show off, Cheng Weizhe couldn't help but patted him on the head with his book: "Say it quickly, you kid."

Ermao smiled, stretched out his hand to cover his beaten head, and then said: "It's Master Zhu's nephew, the one who comes to our house every year to pay New Year's greetings, the fourth young master of the Bai family, Yousu."

Bai Yousu?Cheng Weizhe thought for a while, before he remembered that the fourth young master of the Bai family really seemed to come to Cheng's house every year, and he was never missing during the holidays.No wonder, Cheng Weishu identified him, childhood sweetheart.

He nodded and said, "That's good enough, about the same age, I remember?"

Ermao said: "That's right, but I don't know why, but Master Zhu disagrees. He insists that the two of you are not suitable, and we won't be able to live together in the future."

inappropriate?No matter what, the two of them have known each other since they were young. They are still relatives at home.

"Forget it, don't worry about his family's affairs, Ermao, I'm often away recently, you help me keep an eye on the old man, if he thinks anything wrong, you have to tell me immediately." Cheng Weizhe thought for a long time, but decided to worry about it first Your own business matters.

His father was always unreliable, and he was a junior. At that time, his good uncle, don't just say a few words to his father. He will be so hastily determined for the rest of his life, which is absolutely impossible.

Ermao clenched his fists, his face was serious: "Okay! Young master, don't worry, I'm at home."

As he spoke, he patted his chest, looking very funny.

Cheng Weizhe smiled, feeling that he was no longer so tense, he sat back in the chair and looked at the beams blankly.

"Ermao, if I leave in the future, I will entrust you to Uncle Lian and guard the house with him, and no one can bully you." Cheng Weizhe's voice was very low, and it was only at this time that he faintly revealed a trace of fatigue.

Er Mao was stunned, and then said anxiously: "Master, you can't leave me behind, I will follow wherever you go."

He was so young that he was about to cry when he said that.A small face wrinkled into a ball, looks quite pitiful.

Cheng Weizhe looked at him, and for some reason, he thought of his father who had left long ago.

Since his father left, few people in the Cheng family really cared about him. Now that Ermao behaved like this, Cheng Weizhe felt a little warm: "I may have to leave Danluo in the future. Your family is here, why are you leaving with me? When the time comes I'm not a young master anymore."

Although Ermao was young, he knew that he had a very painful life in Cheng's house. Hearing that he would leave far away in the future, he thought for a long time with a bitter face, and said firmly, "Master, my two fathers have passed away long ago. Brother Kun is left, the two of them are having a hard time, and I have to take care of me when I go back, so you promise me and take me with you. No matter where the young master goes, I will follow!"

Cheng Weizhe recalled many past events, and was not very surprised that Ermao insisted on following him, so he finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, if you don't find it hard or tiring, you can hang out with me from now on. In the future, we will do a big business, and I will treat you badly." Not you."

The master and the servant talked for a long time, and the bath water was delayed. Cheng Weizhe didn't say anything, but let Er Mao go down to rest early, and soak in the tub alone to close his eyes.

This day was extremely busy, he was busy with Yang Zhongyuan, and he didn't have the mood to calm down and think about things.

Now that the night was quiet, he finally got some clarity.

After a while, Cheng Weizhe finally let out a low sigh: "Fortunately, you're back."

On the second day, Cheng Weizhe woke up early.After he got up, he fetched water to wash his face, then changed his clothes and sat in the courtyard to read a book.Although he has not been a teacher for a long time, in his spare time, he still often picks some interesting books to read, just to pass the time.

At about three o'clock in the morning, Cheng He came out of the house yawning, looked up to see that his son was studying, and said indifferently: "Okay, let's go to the main house for dinner together."

Cheng Weizhe nodded, got up and threw the book in his hand back on the chair, and replied lightly, "Father, good morning."

Cheng He glanced at the book, walked forward, and said: "I read some gossip about strange things, and I don't want to make progress."

"I want to test for fame, you won't let me." Cheng Weizhe replied without looking up.

Cheng He, who was walking in front, paused, snorted coldly and did not answer.

Later, Cheng Weizhe didn't care too much. The father and son came to the main house in silence. From afar, they saw a man about forty years old dancing a sword in the yard of the main house.

That man looked a lot like Cheng He, but his whole body was more handsome and capable. At first glance, he looked like someone who practiced martial arts all year round.

When Cheng He and his son approached, he put away his sword moves and greeted Cheng He loudly: "Brother, good morning."

Regarding his younger brother, Cheng He has always had a very gentle attitude. When he heard him take the initiative to greet him, he smiled and said, "It's too early for you, the second brother's martial arts is still so good."

Now the Cheng family is the head of the family, Cheng He's younger brother Cheng Yao took the towel handed by the boy, wiped his face well, and then welcomed the elder brother and nephew into the hospital: "It's just for keeping fit."

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Cheng Weizhe, Cheng Weizhe hurriedly saluted him, and called out respectfully, "Second Uncle."

Cheng Yao smiled and said, "Weizhe hasn't been back for a long time, how can your tea shop compare with home? You don't come back often, and your uncle always talks about it."

Cheng Weizhe's smile was reserved and polite. Every time he faced this uncle who was three or four years younger than his father, he was always meticulous and never showed any flaws.

"The shop is busy, and the time is always late. I crawled back to bother you, and I will pay attention to it in the future." He said, and bowed to Cheng Yao again, with a very respectful attitude.

Cheng Yao glanced at him again, but there was no expression on his face. Looking back, this matter had already been exposed by himself.

The courtyard of the main house is very large, and there is even a small pond in the courtyard. A bamboo bridge on the pond is reflected in the blue color of the pond.

The three members of the Cheng family turned around and saw a man in white with black hair standing on the other side of the bridge smiling at them.

The man had long black hair and was soft and shiny, and his face was as handsome as fairy dust. He always wore a brocade white shirt, and it seemed that nothing in the world could be stained with his color.

Cheng Weizhe turned his head to look at his father, and saw that his eyes, which were always very cold, were now shining brightly. Cheng Weizhe suppressed the disgust in his heart, and gave a junior salute to the man in white: "Good morning, uncle."