Chapter 2 The Nine Masters of the Lu Family (1)

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"Hehe, although Lao Dao is a monk halfway and is not good at learning, but this ability to meet people is still a little bit, this girl is similar to the little Gege of the prince's family back then!"

Lin Xie smiled and asked, "Does the old gentleman have time now?" Do the juniors want to invite you to have a drink in Pinxianglou and delay your old business?"

"Alas, how do you say that!" the old Taoist priest touched his shriveled old face, "What do you have to tell you!"

"Zhang Xianren, please. Lin Xie got out of the way, and at the same time threw a small amount of money to Lu Hexi, "This money will be sent to the children here to buy some food." ”

Lu Hexi nodded: "Then I'll wait for you at the Donglin Hotel." ”

Lin Xie waved his hand and left with Zhang Laodao.

Lu Hexi walked into the courtyard, weighed the money bag in his hand a few times, with a gentle smile on his pretty face, after Lin Xie left, the people in the courtyard stared at the money bag in his hand, their eyes were green, and even a few men had already stood up, looking like they would rush over to grab the money at any time.

She looked around the crowd and walked up to a grizzled child.

"Let me ask you, how to enter the back garden of the palace?"

"Can't get in. The little boy looked at the money in Lu Hexi's hand with a smile, "Nobleman, I haven't eaten for three days, reward?"

Lu Hexi looked at his clean lace gloves, then at the child's dirty face, and sneered: "It's not that I can't beat you, I dislike you for being dirty, I'm lazy to do it, you tell me that you will naturally be paid, if you don't say it, then it's unfortunate, I chose you to lead the way for me at the beginning." ”

The little boy has been in the market since he was a child, how could he not see the cold murderous aura in Lu Hexi's eyes, he quickly stood up, nodded and said, "Come, here." ”

Lu Hexi smiled slightly and followed.

The front yard and the backyard are separated by a two-meter-high force, and the high wall is surrounded by a tight barbed wire, if you pass from above, the sharp barbs on the barbed wire can hang off a layer of meat, she and Lin Xie turned around twice outside, and found that only from the front yard of the palace can you enter the back garden, and the little boy who led the way in front of him is particularly eye-catching, he is tied with a green silk belt around his waist, the silk texture is smooth and delicate, but it is not an object that a beggar should have.

The maidservants of Duanwang's Mansion are all good at beating the palace silk, there is an old peach tree that has been dead for many years in the back garden, Duan Wangye has feelings for the old tree, and he is reluctant to cut it down, so he let the maidservant play the exquisite palace silk hanging on the tree, the breeze moves, the green palace silk is inextricably fluttering, it looks like a tree of jasper from a distance, and it is beautiful. The green belt that the child used as a belt was a palace silk on the tree.

Passing by a long corridor, the dead grass in the corner grew half a man tall, and the child lay in the grass and began to pull out the bricks in the corner. The bricks were in a mess, and it looked like they had been touched before.

"This is it, nobleman, give money!"

The little boy patted the ash on his hand and pointed to the dog hole he had just opened.

Lu Hexi looked at the hole with a little disgust, threw a small bag of money to the child, and said with a smile: "I see that your virtue has been mixed up for a long time, do you know the rules?"

The little boy blinked: "I begged for a lot of money outside today, and I never came back." After saying that, he ran away, as if Lu Hexi was a flood beast.

Walking up to the dog hole, she gestured to the size, rolled her eyes, kicked off two bricks with her upper foot, and bent down on the ground. If she remembered correctly, the exit should be at the corner of a small lake in the back garden of the palace, where few people are there all year round, and a big tree and a bunch of rocks and weeds block the hole tightly. Lu Hexi breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he was petite, and if Lin Xie was afraid that he would not be able to get by. Climb out of the hole, stand in the corner of the lakeshore, seven years later she returned here again, the exquisite and elegant back garden, rockery, lake, towers and old peach trees, and even the thatched fishing platform is still there!

Seven years ago, she was only seven years old, with short hair and followed Wugege in a suit and leather shoes, going around the Duanwang Mansion, taking care of the affairs of all sizes here. Although the Duanwang Mansion at that time was no longer the residence of the princes and nobles, unlike other princes of the Qing Dynasty, without the protection of imperial power, Duanwang was still one of the best families in Beijing. Duan Wang was originally the prince of the Han family, and was suspected by the imperial court and excluded by his colleagues in the early years.

In 1912, Yuan Shikai forced the Qing Emperor to abdicate, almost overnight, the pattern of the Beijing division underwent earth-shaking changes, the old princes who were already arrogant and lascivious failed to stop the torrent of the times, and they all became the wreckage of history. On the first day of the Beiyang Army's control of Beijing City, Duanwangfu suddenly appeared 8,000 well-armed new troops stationed in the palace, Yuan Shikai sent people seven into and seven out of Duanwangfu, no one knows what kind of agreement the two sides reached, in short, after that, whether it was the Beiyang warlords or the May Fourth Movement, no one ever touched this place. Therefore, even if the old dynasty is not there, the people of Jingshi will still call it "Duanwangfu" there.

It's just that how can those careerists who seek to seize the power of the world tolerate the heresy of Duanwangfu to exist under their noses?

It was a long and mysterious conspiracy. In 1921, Lu En, the eldest son of Duanwangfu, died of opium overdose, and Lu Jin, the second son who studied in Europe, died in the casino. For a time, only the old and weak women and children were left in the huge Duanwang Mansion, and the vitality was greatly defeated, and all forces were staring at such a piece of fat meat, waiting for this wealthy palace to collapse.

On Chinese New Year's Eve in 1921, the Grand Household of the Beijing Division held an annual meeting at the Hong'en Hall in the Forbidden City, inviting all the nobles and warlords and politicians of the Beijing Division. The most noteworthy thing in this event is Duanwangfu, Duanwangye is ninety-six years old, at this age, where can there be no accidents?

On Chinese New Year's Eve, at seven o'clock in the evening, the Hong'en Hall was brightly lit, warm as spring, the maids wearing flag costumes were waiting on the side, the stage on the north side was very well lit, the tone of the erhu had just started, Hua Dan was ready to sing in style, but the noble seat under the stage was still empty. The people on the stage waited for the nobles to come to the opening, and the people under the stage waited for the Duan Wang Ye to come and act.

The atmosphere in the venue was depressing for a while.

Suddenly, hearing the door squeak open, everyone who was already nervous looked at the door, only to see a young man in a suit and leather shoes standing at the door, the young man with short hair, and his delicate and heroic appearance were enchanting under the red palace lamp. There were one person standing on each side of him, one was a tall foreigner, the man was wearing a dark green military uniform, his facial features were resolute, and his aura was cold, and on the other side was a young man in a dark blue silk robe, the young man had long hair, and his immature face had a humble and polite smile, but if he looked closely, this smile was clearly full of indifference and alienation.

"Isn't this the eldest grandson of Duanwangfu?"