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Yuan Kewen sang Kunqu Lotus step by step, walked gracefully in front of Zhou Hexuan, flicked his incense sleeves, and exclaimed in a coquettish voice: "Alas, which handsome gentleman is this, it really makes my heart beat and my body crazy!" ”

Zhou Hexuan sweated wildly, got goosebumps, hugged his fists and said: "Mr. Hanyun, take the liberty to visit on the weekend, and invite Haihan." ”

Yuan Kewen rolled up his long sleeves, resumed the man's voice and asked, "Do you know how to sing Kunqu Opera?" Sing two plays with me. ”

Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "I don't know Kunqu Opera, the contemptible five tones are incomplete." ”

"Spoiled!"

Yuan Kewen sat down with Erlang's legs crossed, reclined on the sofa, and drank tea: "Sit down, let's talk about anything, don't beat around the corner." ”

"Now that the number of refugees in Tianjin is growing, the government and charities are standing idly by. I want to do a disaster relief campaign, and I hope the Youth Gang can help. Zhou Hexuan explained his intentions.

Yuan Kewen laughed: "Disaster relief? I'm still going to find someone else for disaster relief, you're in the wrong place. ”

Yuan Kewen didn't lie, he was really poor, and the silver left by Yuan Shikai had already been spent. This guy likes to sing, and often sets up a stage at his own expense for the audience to enjoy, not only does he not charge a penny, but he has to pay thousands of taels every time he holds a "solo concert". Once he went to Shanghai to play, and spent 600,000 oceans in one trip, which can be called a boy of scattered wealth.

Zhou Hexuan thought that Yuan Kewen wanted to reap the benefits, and immediately said: "Mr. Hanyun can give back a little bit of the money raised from the donation." ”

"Fart!"

Yuan Kewen was furious: "Is Lao Tzu the kind of person who is greedy for money? A few donations were swallowed, and my hands were dirty! ”

"Brother Yuan is angry," Zhang Xunzhi hurriedly played a round, "Mr. Zhou doesn't know that Brother Yuan is innocent, but he lost his words." ”

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to bother with you," Yuan Kewen asked jokingly, "Mr. Zhou, you don't want to be a friend of women in Shanghai, what kind of disaster relief is going back to Tianjin, it's just thankless." ”

Zhou Hexuan smiled: "How does Mr. Hanyun know my name?" ”

"I just came back from Shanghai, and I bought dozens of new underwear," Yuan Kewen said and suddenly shouted, "Yue'er, come here!" ”

Soon, a teenage girl trotted into the room, lowered her eyebrows and said, "Master." ”

Yuan Kewen smiled and said to Zhou Hexuan: "The women in my house are all wearing the underwear you designed. Then he said to the maiden, "Take off your coat!" ”

"In ...... Take it off here? The girl panicked and shy.

"If you want to take it off, you can take it off, and take it off only in your underwear!" Yuan Kewen urged impatiently.

The girl was ashamed, scared and humiliated, and took off her blouse with tears in her eyes, and she was indeed wearing a bra inside.

Yuan Kewen said with a smile: "Brother Zhou is really talented, he can design such a masterpiece, which is both convenient and beautiful, and it is really the first invention of the Republic of China." ”

Zhou Hexuan couldn't cry or laugh, and persuaded: "Brother Yuan, let's let this girl go down first." ”

"Haha, it seems that Mr. Zhou is also a person who cherishes flowers, so he can communicate more in the future." Yuan Kewen waved his hand to let the girl step back.

Zhou Hexuan followed his tone and said: "My daughter's house is made of water, of course she should be cherished." ”

Yuan Kewen's thinking jumped out of his mind, and he suddenly asked: "I heard that Mr. Zhou likes to find people to ask for words, why don't you come to me to write a few paintings?" Look down on me Yuan? ”

"Where, where, I am asking Brother Yuan Mobao." Zhou Hexuan couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

Yuan Kewen was immediately overjoyed, clapped his hands and said, "It's easy to say!" I write clearly at the real price, the lowest is 10 yuan a pair, and the highest is at least 3,000. How much do you want? I can wholesale in large quantities, but I never bargain and I don't take credit. ”

Zhou Hexuan said speechlessly: "Then let's have a few." ”

"Pen and ink waiting!" Yuan Kewen shouted.

Pu Yi made a living by selling antiques, while Yuan Kewen made a living by selling characters. When he went to Shanghai this time, he spent all his money, so he had to sell words to raise money for the journey. Write those messy couplets, ten yuan, eight yuan a pair, a large number of wholesale, want to buy as soon as possible, actually made up thousands of oceans.

Historically, Yuan Kewen ran out of money this winter.

Guess how he did it?

People directly put up advertisements in the "Beiyang Pictorial", the content is as follows: even screens, vertical banners, banners, two yuan per foot of the whole paper, and one yuan per foot of half paper. The folding fan is 6 yuan per piece, and it is too large or too small to be negotiable. All of the above are based on the line of books as the rate, the seal book is doubled, the Kaili is halved, and the point is not negotiable. Run first and then book (pay first and then pick up the goods), relatives and friends will be halved, and the ink grinding fee will be increased by 10%.

The maid quickly brought paper and pen, Yuan Kewen spread the paper on the ground, lay down on the spot and wrote hard, and wrote three full paintings in less than a moment.

"I'll give you a 20% discount, 500 oceans, and give the money quickly." Yuan Kewen threw away the brush and said calmly.

Zhou Hexuan had no choice but to take out his checkbook, and when he wrote down the numbers, he always felt that he had been trapped. He came to find Yuan Kewen to connect with disaster relief, how could he be pulled to buy words?

But to be honest, Yuan Kewen's calligraphy is very good, and coupled with his identity, it is definitely worth the price.

After writing, Yuan Kewen suddenly began to yawn, but he was addicted to opium. He asked the servant to prepare a smoking set, and while smoking a big cigarette, he asked, "Mr. Zhou, how is my handwriting?" You comment. ”

Although Zhou Hexuan is not good at calligraphy, he still has the ability to appreciate, he said bluntly: "Qingjun is super easy, and his pen is chic, but the fat powder is too heavy." ”

"Hahahaha! cough cough cough ......"

Yuan Kewen laughed, laughed so hard that he coughed profusely, coughed up a lot of opium smoke he had just inhaled, and said: "What you say to my appetite is the style of a celebrity." ”

Although Yuan Kewen's aunts and wives are not many, there are countless women without reputation, at least seventy or eighty.

What does this man say?

Eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling, smoking, everything, don't love money and power, just like women and fun.

At that time, Yuan Shikai was proclaimed emperor, and Yuan Kewen was the only Yuan family member who held opposing views. He doesn't dream of being an emperor, he often calls himself a celebrity, and he loves to make friends with scholars, a bit like Cao Zhi in the Three Kingdoms.

However, Yuan Kewen's behavior is ridiculous enough, his identity as a green gang was bought with money, and the "big" character who was directly bought was two generations higher than Du Yuesheng. It's just that his "big" character is not enough to convince the public, so after opening the incense hall in Tianjin, Yuan Kewen regarded himself as a "tong" character.

After smoking a big cigarette, Yuan Kewen was intoxicated for a moment before telling Zhou Hexuan about interesting things in Shanghai. He even talked about "The Rise of a Great Power" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and commented on the new poems written by Zhou Hexuan.

After chatting for two or three hours, Yuan Kewen yawned and said, "I'm going to sleep, you guys go back first." ”

Zhou Hexuan asked: "Disaster relief?" ”

Yuan Kewen said impatiently: "It's a lot of nonsense, just go back and wait for my news." ”

"Thank you!" Zhou Hexuan said happily.

Yuan Kewen is not a bad person, a few years ago the Chaoshan disaster, more than 100,000 people died. He donated the jade version of "Lanting Post" during his Xuanhe period, as well as a beloved folding fan, to help the disaster, which shows that he still has some conscience.