The wealthy man who wears books

"Useless things, who will show you as a sick beauty by strangling your waist every day? If you want me to fan me, you are like a waste who hasn't had enough food for three meals. You can't exert any strength. This is a big deal." It's noon, the master will let people wait for the banquet, and even you, a dead girl, are here to pretend to be sick to make things difficult for others, can you let me, a healthy person, relax!"

Yu Tinglan's voice was sharp, and she spoke urgently and quickly, as if a thunder had exploded in the room.

At this time, all the tables are basically full, just waiting for today's protagonist, Miss Zhong Yu, to make an appearance.On the men's side, when they light cigarettes and hand over fire, they are talking about the stocks of foreign companies and kilns; while the women are talking and laughing at Yan Yan, talking about jewelry, powder, cloth, and movies, and they seem to be in a peaceful atmosphere.

So the young mistress of the second room suddenly turned her face on the close girl, it was really a thunderstorm, the pinxiao hall suddenly fell silent, and even the invited drum team became completely silent in an instant

At this moment, Qin Huai was also taken aback by Yu Tinglan's actions.

Because in the episodes he had watched, Yu Tinglan didn't have many chances to play.Although the author gave comments such as "this person is quite ambitious, full of means, and his hot temper does not make Zhong Yuzhuo beautiful, and he is ten times better than the idiot Qin Huai", but because there is no specific plot, Qin Huai is not too serious about it. clear impression.

But now she suddenly had a seizure at the family banquet, which really verified the author's foreshadowing.

After all, Qin Huai was still a little ignorant of the situation of the entire Zhong family. Seeing this situation, he subconsciously cast his eyes on Zhong Xin who was sitting in the male guests' table.Although I don't know why I am like this, it seems that I can find some strength or other things in him.

pity.

When he saw Zhong Xin who owed half of his ass at the end of the men's table and didn't even dare to sit on the bench, and the usual useless expression on his face, Qin Huai woke up like a dream.

I am really confused.

The man at the moment is not only a weak man who only seeks to protect himself in the dire straits, but also a rebel who watches the theater and watches the fire for fear that the world will not be chaotic.I wanted to seek power from him, and I had that power, and I am afraid it is also the power to put people to death!

"Second daughter-in-law, you're so good, what are you doing! The girls don't listen to you, and you just go back and punish them. Your eldest sister's good life, can't bear it for a while!"

He Yiru, who was seated at the head, had a dark complexion. While speaking, she turned her annoyed eyes to the second wife, Mo Wanzhen, who was at the same table.

Since she married into the Zhong family, the biggest enemy she has fought in the Zhong family for half a lifetime is the second wife.

Although He Yiru, as the main wife, had given birth to Zhong Ren, the eldest son, Zhong Yu, and Zhong Li, the eldest daughter, Zhong Li, the foundation is supposed to be extremely strong.

It's a pity that God's wishes failed, the eldest daughter married out, and the second son was still young. She only hoped that the eldest son Zhong Ren would stir up the family business outside, pass on the family line inside, and firmly occupy the top spot of the Zhong family.Unexpectedly, although Zhong Ren is willful and domineering, bullying men and women, he is the way to do things in the nest.He has neither interest nor talent in the spice industry outside the Zhong family. Before the master of the Zhong family passed away, he had to hand over the external management power to the second room's second room, in addition to leaving the ancestral spice secret recipe to the eldest room. Zi Zhongyi.

As for the inner house, Zhong Ren was even more worrying.At a young age, he had already married several wives and concubines, but they died one after another, not to mention not leaving behind a man and a woman.Because the eldest house has no wife, and He Yiru is not willing to give up the power of head of the house to the second house, so at this age, she still has to head the house herself.On the other hand, Zhong Yi not only married a capable daughter-in-law, but she was already four months pregnant. If she gave birth to a son, she would be the eldest grandson of the third generation of the Zhong family.

The second wife, Mo Wanzhen, and He Yiru have been fighting for half a lifetime, and they are also her most proud pair of children.

Although Zhong Yi is a concubine, he has been shrewd since he was a child. He is not only good at developing spices, but also good at managing companies.At a time when Zhong Ren only knew how to spend time and drink frequently to marry wives, Zhong Yi had already occupied a stable place in Zhong's Spices.

And her daughter Zhong Xiu was born beautiful, elegant, gentle and amiable. Not only is she a school girl in the girls' school, but she is also in love with a son of a family. The diamond king and five.

Therefore, when she saw her daughter-in-law Yu Tinglan throwing a tantrum with a gun and a club, and the wife of Dafang lost face to herself, Mo Wanzhen put the tea cup on the table with a little more strength, and made a crisp sound.

"Sister, with all due respect, if you say Zhong Yi's daughter-in-law in this way, it's a bit biased! We are all here too. Ting Lan's current body is just when she is scratching her heart and her heart is anxious. She is a girl. If you make a mistake, you should be more guilty. Could it be that because of Miss Dafang's birthday, you have no rules in everything, and even ignore the laziness of the servants?"

Mo Wanzhen paused for a moment, then sneered, and without waiting for He Yiru's answer, she spoke again.

"What's more, there are so many relatives here today, and the nine uncles and six wives are the elders of the clan, but they have to sit and wait for a long time. Sister, let's take a look at the people in the big house. It was even later, and the eldest young master didn't even show his head. These are all nothing, but what time is it now, Zhong Yu, the protagonist who celebrates his birthday, still hasn't come out to see the guests, no wonder Ting Lan is suffering Can't stop, even I can sit still enough!"

The two had been fighting for half their lives, and He Yiru knew that Mo Wanzhen's mouth was so clever, so she didn't look at her, but smiled at the women of the clan at the banquet, "Listen, Wanzhen's mouth is still It's been as fast as it has been for decades. I just said one thing, but she said half a car. But Wanzhen, didn't I explain it before, Zhong Yu suddenly suffered from an old disease, and now she just used it. The medicine has improved a little, and I will come over to greet the elders of the clan immediately, is she sick in her good life, is she not thinking?"

Although Qin Huai had watched too many Zhai Dou Wen and Gong Dou dramas, and knew the depth of the Zhong family's waters, he never expected that he would see such a live battle just after he appeared in front of people.

First, the second young mistress of the Zhong family went into a rage at the banquet, and then the eldest wife and the second wife started a verbal battle. For a while, the entire Pinxiao hall was silent, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Suddenly, an elderly man's voice came from the head of the male guest.

"Two ladies, take a break and listen to what I have to say!"

Following the sound, Qin Huai saw an old man in a high-quality silk mandarin jacket standing up from the chief on the east side. He was probably in his early fifties, with a clear face and bright eyes.

Mo Wanzhen was about to respond to He Yiru's words, but was interrupted by the old man. Although she was unwilling, she forced a smile on her face, "Ninth Uncle, please tell me."

Qin Huai's heart moved and he knew that this old man was Zhong Jiu who was the patriarch of the Zhong family at that time.

You know, from Zhong Ren's dissatisfaction when he heard that Zhong Jiu was coming to the banquet last night, Qin Huai remembered a clue mentioned in the book.

It turned out that the eldest wife of the Zhong family, He Yiru, respected the patriarch of the Zhong clan very much in private, and would invite him to a banquet from time to time. People, talk in private.After a long time, it is inevitable that some bad news will spread.Even the eldest son Zhong Ren heard something.

Thinking of this, Qin Huai couldn't help but pay attention.

I saw that Zhong Jiu was twirling his short beard with a smile, and without speaking, he walked briskly to the female guests' table and gestured to a girl on the second table.

"Feihong, take that western thing and come over to Grandpa!"

Everyone was curious and focused their eyes on the girl.This girl named Feihong was only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a white dress, combing fashionable short ear-length hair, and walking gracefully, carrying an utensil, she walked to Zhong Jiu's side.

When Qin Huai saw the object in her hand, his eyes lit up for an instant, and he subconsciously let out an "ah".Although the voice was low, Yu Tinglan on the opposite side heard it, and looked at his face suspiciously.

It turned out that the girl was holding a musical instrument that Qin Huai was most familiar with: the violin.

"My two ladies, all relatives and friends in the family, today everyone is celebrating the birthday of the eldest daughter of the Zhong family in the Pinxiao Hall. Pregnant people, although they are a little delicate, but they are inconvenient after all, and everyone can understand. Since we have to wait for a while, the old man will let me, my granddaughter Feihong, who just came back from France, show everyone an ugly , performing a Western play called 'Fan A Ling', everyone said it was good"

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Zhong Jiu, as the patriarch, came forward to speak out at this time, and the purpose is to extinguish the flames of war between the two houses of the Zhong family, so there is no reason for everyone to disagree.

Zhong Feihong is the granddaughter of Zhong Jiu. Because of her wealth, her family sent her to study in France since she was a child. Because she loves music, she chose to learn the violin called "Fan A Ling" in her spare time.

Since Zhong Feihong brought his qin today, he intended to present a song to Zhong Yu at the banquet to congratulate Fangchen.So when she heard that she was asked to perform, she was not nervous, and after expressing her intention of using the song as a gift to everyone, she began to play.

Qin Huai's attention was completely attracted by that beautiful violin.

It can be said that the violin has been a special hobby throughout his school days.Although he did not take the professional path, he won the highest level in the amateur examination.Right now, when Zhong Feihong drew the bow and the sound of the piano, he knew that she was playing Schubert's "Serenade". In terms of aptitude and level, it could only be regarded as an entry-level level.

People in the world often have this kind of situation, and they will inevitably pay more attention to the things they like.Just like Qin Huai, he didn't expect to be able to see his favorite musical instrument when he traveled through books to this era, so he focused all his attention on Zhong Feihong and the violin.

He was fascinated by it, a rare excitement flashed in his eyes, and the expression on his face couldn't help but enrich.That expression matched with the rouge mole on the tip of her brow fell on Yu Tinglan's eyes opposite, but she had a completely different look: lewd!The cheap and the vagabond, the turmoil.

There was a slight sneer on Yu Tinglan's lips, she hooked her hands behind her, Jin'er hurriedly leaned over, the master and servant whispered for a while, Jin'er kept nodding, glanced at Qin Huai secretly, retreated from the table, and quietly walked around In the male guest table.