"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't squeeze me..."
"lower the volume."
"What's the matter, I can't hear it over there..."
Shredded sound. The boy and the little girl hid by the pillars on the porch on the third floor and looked down. It was the afternoon.
This street on the Dongji side is a relatively quiet neighborhood in Jiangning City, suitable for leisure, but there are not many brothels that prevail here. In Kuan, there are often hawkers selling all kinds of special snacks, and there are many singers or storytellers in taverns and teahouses. Right now, this Xiangnuan Tea Shop is the largest and most famous teahouse in the vicinity. On the third floor, you can see the roofs and pedestrians of many nearby teahouses. However, the third floor is all private rooms and the price is also expensive. At this time, it appeared on the railing of this corridor. The two children on the side had gorgeous clothes and hats, and their temperament was far more extravagant than that of ordinary children. At this time, they didn't know what they found, so they hid here sneakily.
"Ah... He actually poured tea, he must not be saying something nice... "
"That guy's face became very strange, all of a sudden red and white..."
"Laughing Tiger, he must be pretending to be stupid again, that person from the Wu family is going to be pissed off..."
"Sister, you are also often angry with the teacher... well, I won't say it, I was wrong... "
The little girl gave the boy a hard look.
Across the street, in the teahouse called Jingzhulin, two men appeared to be sitting by the window on the second floor drinking tea and chatting. Soon after, one of the men left and the other started to bow his head. Read books, write and draw. The two brothers and sisters in the restaurant here began to discuss whether to run over to say hello.
"Maybe writing something interesting..." said the little boy, resting his chin by the railing.
Before the little girl spoke, a voice sounded from behind: "Huh? Who is that?"
The two children turned back quickly, but saw that many people had appeared in the back in silence. At this time, leaning over beside them was a middle-aged man of about forty years old. He had a national character face and a nearly three-inch long beard. He was also majestic and rich, and he had a smile on his face. When he asked this, the little girl named Zhou Pei blinked and grumbled as if she didn't want to tell the truth, while the boy named Zhou Junwu suddenly pursed his lips and began to shake his head quickly. The middle-aged man froze slightly in his smile.
"Oh, can't say..."
"No, we don't know each other." Jun Wu grinned and opened his mouth, and his sister Gululu's eyes suddenly stopped. The middle-aged man nodded "Oh", and glanced at the second floor of the teahouse over there: "However, for my father, seeing this person is young and talented, I would like to make friends." Thinking of something, he leaned down and said in the little girl's ear in a tone that only the other party could hear: "Speaking of which, Peer is about to reach his senior year in two years, and so many talented people are chatting with you just now. If you don't want to go in, is it because you and Jun Wu are here..."
"How is that possible!" Zhou Pei said abruptly, then froze for a while, then turned his face to the side in annoyance and patted his forehead. The middle-aged man laughed and looked at some accompanying people next to him: "In this case, I really don't know who that person is, do you know?"
"In response to the prince, this person is the son-in-law of the Su residence, Ning Yi, Ning Liheng." An old man in his fifties who accompanied him smiled and answered in a low voice.
"Oh? The first talent?" The middle-aged man known as the prince was also startled, and then looked over there, but in this way, the figure with the bandages on his hands seemed too young anyway. - Of course, it was also the feeling that came from the comparison with the title of this first talent. He looked at the pair of young children next to him, and his eyes were a little clear, but also a little doubtful.
"I've heard for a long time that this person has an amazing poetic talent, but I haven't seen it before. Everyone present here is also a learned person. I don't know if anyone knows him..." He wanted to say that if so, he could recommend one for Xiao Wang. Fan, but after seeing the attitude of a pair of children, he changed his mind again, "I don't know... Is this person's name rich?"
The middle-aged man in front of him is indeed Zhou Pei and Zhou Junwu's father, and Zhou Yong, King Kang, one of the few royal family idlers living in Jiangning. Although he has the name of a prince, his achievements are nothing, and he is not like him. Aunt Zhou Xuan and uncle Kang Xian can make money like that. In fact, he is not good at poetry and prose. He likes to hang out and listen to operas on weekdays. He is also skilled in things like chicken and dog fighting.
Of course, things like poetry and prose have always been a pastime enjoyed by the whole people, and he would be more or less arty every once in a while. With this status, when you want to be elegant, you will always come over with some elegance. The few people who followed him this time are basically all of Jiangning's talented talents. When he asked this question, one of them came out with a smile: "Ning This person is indeed quite talented." This is a good word, if there are a few dudes from the Su family here, most of them would be shocked, because the person who came out in front of him turned out to be Liu Qingdi, who had some festivals earlier, but this After he finished speaking, he also smiled and said, "It's just recently, uh... heh, this matter has nothing to do with poetry, but let's not talk about it. Ning Yi's poetic talent has always been admired from the bottom up."
"Oh? Is there something wrong with Ning Yi? Qing Di, it's okay to listen to it, everyone, let's listen together..." Zhou Yong looked at him with a smile.
Liu Qingdi's expression changed, and after hesitating for a while, she nodded and said, "If that's the case, then... Actually, this is nothing new, but His Royal Highness King Kang probably hasn't heard of it, and it has to be said from two months ago. Since then, there was an accident in the Su family, a cloth merchant..."
In the past two months, the battle that took place within the scope of Jiangning's cloth line has a good story. First, the Su family was assassinated, and it was revealed that it was framed by some rivals, and then the Su family was in decline. And the stronger, building momentum to win the imperial business, but at the last moment was still overturned. Although it is immoral to steal other people's formulas, but because of the twists and turns of this matter, at this time, everyone is amazed at the open and secret battles in all aspects. However, after Liu Qingdi finished speaking, everyone realized that Ning Yi's role in it was not very successful.
The first talented person may be good at poetry, but if other aspects are mediocre, it will make people feel that this person is only good at rhetoric, and it will be a bit dull. Looking at the young men over there, that's true. These people are considered to be very talented in poetry, and that's because of their talent. Therefore, to compose new words and express their sorrows, experience is still not enough. In the teahouse over there, I saw Ning Yi's figure had already collected things to settle the bill, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Oh, what a pity..."
Zhou Yong sighed, not knowing whether he was talking about the lack of a chance to meet Ning Yi or the battle between the Nasu and Wu families, but in these words, he looked at the children who were beside him, who were somewhat disapproving, and his eyes were a little complicated. , let the attendants bow their heads and meditate in the space between greeting the crowd.
Only then did Liu Qingdi look at the direction in which Ning Yi disappeared, a glimmer of pride and hatred flashing in his eyes.
Aside, the pair of siblings pursed their lips and exchanged glances, a little cunning.
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When the driver opened the curtain to tell him that he had arrived home, Wu Qilong lifted the curtain. As the time approached evening, the sun began to slant and look less dazzling. It poured golden light from the end of the Wu family mansion. The magnificent door of the house looked particularly solemn. Whenever he saw this scene at this time, he couldn't help but think of the family's sense of majesty or honor.
I remember when he was young, he went back and asked his mother why our yard was so big and why our door was different from others. My mother would say, because our Wu family is the No. 1 cloth merchant in Jiangning.
Wujia is the number one cloth merchant in Jiangning…
In fact, especially in the recent period of time, he has been busy for more than a month. Such feelings in his heart will become particularly clear. He thinks of the words that his parents and the people next to him have taught him since he was a child. scenario.
Jiangning, the first cloth merchant.
This is the position that took many people's efforts to reach. From childhood to adulthood, what he thought in his mind was how to turn this knowledge into not only the number one cloth dealer in Jiangning. Since he was a child, he has been confident that he can do this, and even in the previous period, he felt that he had seen the success of the game.
All this, that light, suddenly turned dark this afternoon.
By this time, he was all cold.
He hardly knew what he was thinking during the time he was in the carriage, and he hardly remembered how he got downstairs and got into the carriage.
All this will cease to exist...
He thought so and walked towards where the family might be.
He didn't even know how to open his mouth to tell his father or other people these things, but there are some things that must be said...
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When Wu Qihao returned home, he had already started to hold the lamp, and the atmosphere at home was a bit wrong. A servant told him to let him go to the main hall. When passing by the square, he saw the fifth uncle, who had not come out for a long time, was killed by two people. The maid helped her come this way. The lights of Wu's house are a little brighter.
He knew something was going to happen at last. In the warehouse for the past few days, Can Jinjin continued to fade, and he knew that one day it might develop to this situation, but when it came, his heart sank suddenly, and for a while, it was too late to talk to the slow down. Tun's fifth uncle greeted him and ran over to the main hall.
Father, brother, uncle Wu Chengjian, third uncle Wu Chengyuan, and even two very close cousins in the family have arrived. These two expressions also have a considerable share of participation and dividends at home, but for example Luo Min and the like None of the shopkeepers who participated in important decision-making came. Everyone who arrived at this time may not have eaten yet. Everyone has simple meals around them, but no one is in the mood to eat them. Wu Qihao glanced at it and walked forward.
The matter was more serious than he imagined, because if it was just a matter of fading of the cloth, everyone should have been mentally prepared a few days ago. But at this time, the expression on his father's face was obviously a bit wrong. Since no one was there, he was just sitting on a chair next to him. Although he was still subconsciously maintaining his dignity and calm on the surface, his eyes were a little wrong. It was only when Qi Hao came closer that he could react, only to hear his father sneer subconsciously.
"... Zhumen Xianda laughed at the crown... Prime Minister Bai knew that he was pressing his sword... Hehe..." That sneer was not a hostile smile, it sounded just a little tired. He looked at the second son in front of him and shook his head.
"Everyone was deceived by him alone... They didn't take us seriously at all... Oh, Qihao..."
"Father, what's wrong?"
"Have you eaten?"
"Ask someone to bring food and eat first. If something goes wrong, ask your elder brother..."
Wu Qihao saw his father close his eyes, rubbed his forehead, and when he opened it again, his gaze had stabilized, erasing the momentary daze, and returning to the head of the cloth line and the first owner of the Jiangning cloth merchant. The introverted and fierce, just passed a moment, looked at the corner of the room, and still exhaled a long breath.
That's not a good sign.
Wu Qihao turned and walked towards his brother who was sitting by the door. At this moment, the figure was quiet, but his eyes were a little cold. Fortunately, my brother was calm at this time, and he was thinking of countermeasures.
"elder brother."
"Sit." Wu Qilong glanced at him and patted the seat next to him. His panic period has passed, and he can control his mood at this time. When his brother sat down, he said lightly: "The cloth in the warehouse is still fading. I was outside this afternoon and met Ning Liheng, and then..." He paused and saw the elderly fifth uncle come in from the door , standing up with the crowd, "Then we said something, and I know the whole thing..."
The light during the day has completely faded. The brighter the lights, the darker the night. In the Wu family's mansion, the wind shook a little bit of fire, and people who held important positions in the Wu family began to gather in the main hall.
Just like the brothers who are in charge of the family with Wu Chenghou and are qualified to participate in important matters, the cousins who are really involved in the family in business, or the younger generation who have really been reused and can already enter the house. Long Wu Qihao and others, or the senior Wu family who used to compete with Su Yu on the same stage in the mall. Wujia, the No. 1 cloth merchant in Jiangning, these participants in the shopping mall who are calling the wind and calling for the rain or have been calling for the wind and rain in the market have all been alarmed by the crisis at this time, and they must gather together to discuss and deal with it together.
More than two months ago, even when they were fighting for the royal business, not even a quarter of the people in the Wu family gathered here, especially the elder-level figures of the Wu family like the fifth uncle and the eight uncle, who used to stomp their feet. The characters who can make Jiangning weave three shocks in the world have already retired to enjoy their old age at this time, but at this time, they have to come out again to deal with this crisis.
More than two months ago, the people of the Wu family were easily vying for the things they wanted. The scholar appeared playfully, but only playfully did something that made everyone laugh, just like the casual chatting and talking in the teahouse today. , pouring tea, no one found anything, but for more than two months, the hand that poured the tea finally turned over at will in the process of this understatement, turned into a murderous intent, and moved towards this Xu Xu. Many, many people, slammed down!