Chapter 51: Groan! No kinky! Hu Xueyan

From under the stone road, a middle-aged man with an oval face, a slightly longer lower bar, small eyes, and a long nose, a man wearing a fluffy beard, a long string or two of red sandalwood prayer beads hung on his chest, and a crutch in his hand that was shiny all over his body, and which was worth a lot of money when he looked at it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This person was about forty years old, with a ruddy face, followed by a bunch of servants, who knew at a glance that they were either rich or expensive, glanced at Bai Li with a smile, and then nodded at Yang Dongfang.

"Hello Boss." Yang Dongfang politely asked this person, and this person also replied: "Young man, what you said, I heard it just now downstairs, it's good to be down-to-earth, now there is a shortage of people like you, firm up your ideas, you will definitely succeed." ”

seemed to be dissatisfied with the words of the old man who suddenly appeared, and several scholars upstairs snorted coldly one after another, and they all chuckled: "Talking about other people's things is just picking up people's teeth and wisdom, and they dare to talk about being down-to-earth." ”

"That's right, borrowing the hands of the ancients, it can be seen that Wencai is nothing more than that, now I am waiting to kick the building to drink, chanting!"

"Groan!"

"Hey, it's a bunch of kinky people." Yang Dongfang laughed so hard that he was about to choke.

Bai Li sneered when he heard this, and his eyebrows flew up: "Master, why don't you also groan." ”

"Uhhhh No kinky! ”

"Groan! Let the young people see your high talent. ”

"No lewdness!"

"Master Yinma, let people see your royal eight qi rolling in."

"It's not lewd to death."

The old man next to him couldn't look at it, and took the opportunity to say: "Young man, just chant a song, you see that the little girl is in a hurry, you are not lewd, she will be angry." ”

Hu Lili also looked forward to it, but she couldn't see the two of them embarrassed Yang Dongfang, Yang Dongfang is a martial artist, this is his first image, I am afraid that he will lose face, so she spit out softly: "Sister Bai, don't make trouble." ”

What kind of person is Bai Li, who is not making trouble, jumping up and laughing: "Sister Hu, what are you worried about?" Don't worry, the teacher is talented, I have intuition, and this old man also said that he wanted the teacher to compose a poem, but I didn't insist on it. ”

Bai Li smiled at the old man, stuck out his tongue, Yang Dongfang couldn't help it, and said that if you don't lewd it, you are not me and I are lewd, so I have to be lewd, well, who is good for lewdness.

Soon he thought of a song, took a step, and stopped Hu Lili, and then he said loudly:

"In the cold autumn of independence, the Xiangjiang River goes north, and the lake mouth Langzhou.

Look at the mountains red all over, the forests are dyed; The river is clear and transparent, and hundreds of boats compete for the stream.

The eagle strikes the sky, the fish soars to the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frost compete freely.

Confused, ask the vast earth, who is the master of ups and downs?

Bring hundreds of couples to travel, reminiscing about the past eventful years.

Just a young classmate, in his prime; The scholar was angry and scolded Fang Xuan.

Pointing to the country, inspiring words, the dung was ten thousand households.

Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the stream, the waves curb the flying boat? ”

Everyone pricked up their ears to see what kind of good poems Yang Dongfang could make, not wanting him to speak out into chapters, his words were amazing, and a majestic atmosphere struck, which made people's blood gush out, and they were shocked for a while, and they were silent.

After a long time, Bai Li clapped his hands and exclaimed, even the old man also praised it: "Famous, atmospheric, rare in the world." ”

But at this time, there were indignant words from upstairs: "What's the big deal, who knows if it's copied from someone else, or if it's written before, pretend to be coquettish." ”

"That's right, who else is the master of ups and downs! I don't want to rebel. ”

"Commander, I smell a sour vinegar smell." Bai Li pouted, but the next sentence said, "Otherwise, the teacher is chanting." ”

"It's also lewd!" Yang Dongfang smiled bitterly, but looking at the expectant eyes of the crowd, he pointed to the weeping willows in the distance, and opened his mouth to come: "Okay, then I'm just lewd, winter goes to spring, then let's have a song that shouldn't be in the mood."

"Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger, and nourishing the spirit under the green shade tree."

Hearing these two sentences, everyone also nodded, and even more recognized Yang Dongfang's literary brilliance, and pricked up their ears to listen carefully.

"If I don't speak first in the spring, which insect dares to make a sound." Yang Dongfang plagiarized the poem of Taizu without any loss, and smiled at Hu Lili, walked to the fence, leaving a dashing back.

"Okay. . . That's great. The division commander is great. ”

"Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

Hu Lili was even more heartbroken when he heard it, and his heart was beating wildly, only then did he know that Yang Dongfang was brilliant, so good, if he really dedicated it to him.

Of course, it's wonderful, Yang Dongfang said in his heart, because it is the last two sentences of great courage, supporting things and words, it is really written that a grassroots inspirational person to become rich and handsome, go to the peak of life, and marry Bai Fumei. Aha.

"Despicable! Dirty! Shameless! I despise you for plagiarizing someone else's poems. The system came out and said very unpleasantly, it's a pity, Yang Dongfang is used to it now, how much do you despise it, how much you despise it, as long as there is a lot of my prestige value.

"If I don't speak first in the spring, which insect dares to make a sound." After a group of scholars upstairs finished reading, they were all like eating flies in their throats, not to mention how uncomfortable they were, which clearly compared us to bed bugs, hateful, hateful.

"Mr. is really talented, Hu Guangyong in the south of the Yangtze River, I don't know Mr.'s name." Hu Xueyan looked at Yang Dongfang again, and saw that he was born with a talent, tall and powerful, and extraordinary bearing, although he looked dressed like a businessman of my generation, he had another momentum.

Sure enough, it should not be underestimated, comparing itself with a frog, even if it is a humble status, it must have the posture of a dragon and a tiger, it is really written the voice of my generation, and it should be cited as a knowing.

"Hu Guangyong, Hu Guangyong, it is Hu Xueyan." Yang Dongfang read a sentence, and a character quickly jumped out of the history book in his mind.

"No, it's Hu." Hu Xueyan smiled, and was secretly proud in his heart, could it be that a certain name had been spread in the land of Kyushu.

Hu Xueyan, a famous Hui merchant in the late Qing Dynasty, a famous red-topped businessman in modern times, is known as "Zeng Guofan" for officials, and "Hu Xueyan" must be read for businessmen.

Mani turned out to be this thing.

Yang Dongfang's breathing intensified, and his eyes faintly revealed a murderous aura, wondering whether to take the opportunity to kill this thing.

You must know that in the eleventh year of Xianfeng (1861), when the Taiping army attacked Hangzhou, Hu Xueyan purchased and transported arms and grain from Shanghai and Ningbo to help the Qing army, won the trust of Zuo Zongtang, and was appointed as the general manager, presiding over the money, grain, and military salaries of Zhejiang Province, so that Fukang Qianzhuang benefited greatly, and also embarked on the road of official business.

If he hadn't hooked up with the foreigners, bought weapons, and let the left mule counterattack and fight the Taiping army, at least the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom would not have been defeated so quickly.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Yang Dong conveniently restrained his gaze, gave up this ridiculous idea, and killed one Hu Xueyan There will be countless people who are willing to work for the Manchu Qing Dynasty, this kind of person cannot be killed.

And objectively, they didn't do anything bad, but the times are like this, businessmen, what do you think of them, mercenary is their essence.

And although Hu Xueyan has helped Zuo Zongtang a lot, he has not really been trusted, and only after he set up the Fuzhou Shipbuilding Bureau in 1866 did he really tie himself to Zuo.

"It turned out to be Master Hu, the kid is abrupt here."

Since you don't kill him, let's make good use of it, anyway, this guy is also one of Zuo Zongtang's staff, maybe he can use it in the future if he has a good relationship, and it's good to steal some information!

"Sir, don't be like this, Sir, can you and I go upstairs together to enjoy the scenery and have a slow chat." Hu Xueyan saw that Yang Dongfang was also young and extraordinary, and his poetry was magnificent, and he also intended to make friends.

"That's exactly what I mean." Yang Dongfang smiled, made a gesture of please, and went upstairs together.

Dealing with businessmen, it is nothing more than the word that can make his heart move, the two chatted about something else, and slowly Yang Dongfang also talked to Hu Xueyan about the way of business, talking about some business opportunities, and from time to time pouring beans a little bit of the profit method of the pit father in the future, so that Hu Xueyan's eyes lit up, and his heart was itching, but he didn't expect Yang Dongfang to have so many insights on the way of business, and they talked happily for a while.

"Brother Hu, if you want to say that the most profitable person in the world is to open a bank."

"Banks? It's a foreigner's thing. Hu Xueyan doesn't know much about this, only that there are Westerners in the Shanghai Concession who are engaged in this thing, but he also approves of it in his heart, because he is the one who opened a money bank to make a fortune and launder money.

Yang Dongfang saw that Hu Xueyan didn't understand much, so he said: "Brother Hu, you can also use this bank as a very high-level bank, it has many functions that the bank does not have, such as saving money at low interest, borrowing and paying high interest, one in and one out of the profit, more importantly, this bank can make money, if anyone controls it, it is equivalent to controlling a country's money bag." ”

Hu Xueyan took a breath, his eyes filled with the light of desire: "What... Money begets money. Control of the country. ”

Yang Dongfang knew that Hu Xueyan was interested in the bank, and it was also true that this guy died in this pit in the end, and he was so poor that he owed millions of huge debts when he was old, and ruined his reputation as a huge rich.

The two chatted for a long time, and Hu Xueyan said with emotion: "Brother Yang, why don't you become a talent, now is the time when the world is surging, it is the time to give full play to your talents, I don't know what Mr. thinks about today." ”

Yang Dongfang instilled a lot of new things in Hu Xueyan, and he hadn't completely digested them yet, but it didn't prevent him from winning over Yang Dongfang and getting one more staff member for Zuotang.

Yang Dongfang smiled, pointed to the north, and then pointed to the east and shook his head: "Brother Hu, now the world is like a crow standing on a coal pile (no one can say who is black), who do you say you should help." ”

"This...!" Hu Xueyan was dumbfounded.

Yes! on both sides! Whoever spoils the people is about the same.

But why do I feel something wrong?