Chapter Twenty-Five: The Golden Branches Cry Under the Stairs

For dinner, Rong'er asked the kitchen to open a small stove, which made Ye Zhao wonder, this little girl, every time she pestered herself to eat a big stove in the restaurant on the first floor, why did she suddenly change her surname?

After taking a few bites of the pie, I felt tasteless, pushed the dishes, and said to the pretty girl who was waiting next to me: "You guys eat, I'll go upstairs, Mrs. is upstairs, right?" ”

"Yes." Ruyi respectfully.

Ye Zhaoshi Shiran stepped on the thick red carpet and went upstairs, to say that the only regret is that although the slippers are soft and comfortable, sometimes he misses the feeling of wearing hard-soled plastic slippers with bare feet.

The door of the Daisy Pavilion was open, but there were mountains and rivers separated by screens, and I couldn't see the situation inside, and when I heard Rong'er talking, when I entered the living room, Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Lady, what about stealing your mouth again?" ”

Turning the corner and going straight to the restaurant, Ji Xiang, who was standing next to the door of the restaurant, helped the grandfather lift the bead curtain.

Ye Zhao was stunned suddenly, and saw two beauties sitting next to the elegant dining table covered with blue and white flower cloths, one big and one small, the little beauties were carved in pink and jade, and they were cute and bubbling; The big beauty is greasy and crispy, and the country is captivating.

The little beauty lotus cheongsam is elegant and plain, the big beauty Hongluo is gorgeous and dazzling, and the big and small stunners sit together with brilliance and pleasing to the eye.

Grandma Jin Er stood up in a panic, timidly blessed, although she knew that there would be a day when she met the wicked, but at this moment, she panicked and didn't know what to do, which was different from running around with the wicked outside. First, I don't know what the Duchess thinks; Second, the lotus building is clearly a wicked man's inner house, who knows if he will violate his taboo and drive himself out. has severed the relationship with the Tao family, and if he offends the wicked again, his situation will be miserable, is this the intention of the little lady of the princess?

"Why are you here?" After being stunned for a while, Ye Zhao was a little dazed.

"Xianggong, the concubine recognized Jin Feng as her sister." Rong'er is extremely light and blessed.

Hearing the little guy's words, Ye Zhao was even more confused, and gestured: "Sit, sit down." Seeing that there was white porridge and side dishes on the table, he turned back to Jixiang and said, "Give me a bowl too." ”

Sitting at the dining table and looking at Rong'er, Ye Zhaoqi said, "How do you know the second lady?" ”

"Grandpa, Master Feng was divorced by the Tao family, but he is not the second lady." Helping Ye Zhao send the dishes and chopsticks, Ji Xiang smiled with a pretty face, she is Rong'er's close, but she dares to talk to Ye Zhao, and she is also taking points for the main mother, isn't it?

Ye Zhao was even more surprised, turned his head and asked Jiner's grandmother: "Tao Lao Er bullied you?" ”

Grandma Jiner shook her head gently, in front of Rong'er, she didn't dare to talk to Ye Zhao, and she didn't glance at Ye Zhao.

The dining table fell silent, although Rong'er was also naughty when she was alone with Ye Zhao, but at the moment, she didn't say anything, and she did enough rules.

After the meal, Grandma Jin Er retired, Ye Zhao and Rong'er went into the bathroom to wash, Ji Xiang Ruyi wanted to come in to serve, but when he saw that when he entered the bathroom, the grandfather squeezed the lady at the door and did not allow her to enter, so anxious that the little lady's face turned red, the couple were very affectionate, very interesting. The two pretty girls looked at each other and smiled, but they didn't follow up.

Standing side by side with Rong'er in front of the washstand to brush her teeth, Ye Zhao looked at Rong'er in the mirror with an extremely cute brushing posture and smiled: "The older our Rong'er is, the more beautiful she is." ”

Rong'er ignored him.

After Ye Zhao washed, he took a towel and helped Rong'er, who had just washed her face, wipe her face and hands, and muttered: "One wipe your face, two wipe your hands, and three wipe out a big beauty!" ”

Rong'er looked at Xianggong helplessly, sometimes feeling that Xianggong was more like a child than herself.

"Alright, pretty!" Ye Zhao stood behind Rong'er and looked in the mirror together.

Out of the bathroom, Ji Xiang Ruyi had already cleaned up the restaurant, and when he saw Ye Zhao waving his hand, they all retreated.

Ye Zhao stretched his waist, lay on the soft couch in the living room, and asked with a smile: "Rong'er, why do you recognize the second lady as your sister?" ”

There was no one in the living room, so Rong'er kicked off her beautiful little flag shoes, lay on the soft couch, and squeezed to Ye Zhao's side, wanting to squint, she liked to be held by her husband to sleep.

"Why don't you speak?" Ye Zhao pinched her little face, this soft and immature little body was pasted over, which also made Ye Zhao feel miserable, so he could only lie flat and let Rong'er hold his arm.

It's not that Rong'er doesn't want to speak, but she's afraid that she will be scolded by Xianggong if she guesses wrong, as if she has soft ears and is gullible in rumors. Close your eyes and pretend you can't hear.

Ye Zhao thought she was tired, so he smiled, hugged her gently, and said, "Sleep." ”

"Xianggong, you go to Haitang Pavilion to have a look, Jin Feng has just arrived, don't be unaccustomed to it." After a while, Ye Zhao was a little hazy, and Rong'er suddenly opened her big clear eyes.

"No, I'm too lazy to move." Ye Zhao said vaguely that he really wanted to sleep like this.

"Go ahead, she's coming the first day." Rong'er whispered.

Ye Zhao was slightly stunned, and his sleepiness disappeared, Rong'er had always been obedient, but she never asked for anything.

Suddenly I understood why Tao Lao Er suddenly took a break from Jin'er's grandmother, and why Rong'er wanted to recognize her as her sister and take her to live in Lotus Building.

"Rong'er, have you heard any rumors?" Ye Zhao asked funny.

Rong'er could only hold on, shaking her little head vigorously, "No, no!" "It's pretty childish.

Ye Zhao almost died laughing, pinched her little face, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, I'll go see her." "Isn't this a robbery of people's daughters? I don't know what Grandma Jin'er thinks? Will you be frightened? It's better to explain.

Putting on his shoes and going to the ground, before Ye Zhao went out of the house, the ghost messenger turned around and said to Rong'er: "I'll be back in a while." "It seems that my heart is a little empty, it's really like saying goodbye to Mrs. Zhengfu and going to see my concubine.

Although he has long been accustomed to the atmosphere of a group of wives and concubines, but when it really comes to his head, he is still flustered for a while, feeling sorry for the world and sorry for the earth, who makes that deep-rooted modern concept in the depths of his heart?

But then again, to be honest, Rong'er is not her real wife, and Grandma Jin'er can't talk about concubines, so why are you panicking?

Ye Zhao could only smile bitterly in his heart.

Rong'er also sat up, looked at Xianggong's back with clear eyes, slowly lowered her head, and whispered: "You, you can stay at Jinfeng's, she, she serves well......"

Ye Zhao was stunned, looked back at Rong'er's pitiful appearance, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, but he didn't say anything, turned around and went out.

I don't know why, Rong'er's tears slowly flowed, and she knew that she shouldn't cry, but she just couldn't help it.

…… The pretty girl Zhaocai was temporarily sent to the Begonia Pavilion, and when she saw the master come in and make gestures, Zhaocai gently retreated.

Grandma Jiner has a pale face, is sitting on the soft couch of snow-white fur in a daze, Haitang Pavilion has the furniture brought by Grandma Jiner, the lattice frame carved by wood carving in the corner of the wall, and there are golden sailboats, green bamboo silk bead bottles, etc., it should be the pattern of Jiner's grandmother's boudoir, rich and foreign.

She didn't hear Ye Zhao's footsteps, and when Ye Zhao walked to her, she suddenly realized and got up timidly.

Since the incident in the fishing village in Vietnam, Ye Zhao has not been alone with Grandma Jiner, and at this moment, he can't help but feel ashamed when he thinks of his hooliganism.

With a dry cough, Ye Zhao said with a straight face: "Second lady, Rong'er is young and ignorant, I act as Meng Lang, I'm really sorry for the second lady, Ye Zhao will compensate you!" He bowed deeply as he spoke.

Grandma Jin Er was startled, and she didn't pay attention to Ye Zhao's self-claim, so she went down in a panic and said, "Jin Feng doesn't dare, don't dare to be!" You, you have nothing to be sorry for me, and Madame is also very good to Jin Feng. ”

Ye Zhao sighed: "Tao Er Gongzi, I will find a way to make him take back the letter of resignation, or you can separate from him, in short, I will help you do it properly." Ming said that I will send someone to send you home, you don't have to worry. ”

Grandma Jin Er was stunned, but saw Ye Zhao arch her hand again and turned out.

…… Creep back to Daisy Pavilion.

"Huh?" I wanted to scare Rong'er but was discovered by the little guy, Rong'er was surprised and delighted, and jumped off the soft couch, "Xianggong, why are you back?" ”

Ye Zhao smiled, faintly could see the tears in the corners of the little guy's eyes, walked over and gently pinched her little face, and said with a smile: "What, don't you like to sleep with me?" Then I'm leaving. ”

"No, it's not." Rong'er made a bitter face and grabbed Ye Zhao's hand tightly with her small hand.

Ye Zhao smiled and said: "The second lady has nothing to do with me, you scared people, I just apologized to her." As she spoke, Rong'er walked to the inner room and said, "I'm tired today, go to sleep, and take a shower tomorrow morning." ”

The night was getting deeper.

Rong'er changed into her little green pajamas and pajamas, snuggled up to Ye Zhao's side cutely, and suddenly whispered: "Xianggong, Rong'er is not good, Rong'er shouldn't cry, you scold Rong'er." ”

Ye Zhao just smiled, hugged her, and said, "Little guy, you know that Xianggong is reluctant to scold you, right?" At a young age, people are jealous, and next time, smash your little ass. ”

Rong'er giggled, her heart was extremely sweet, she gently hugged Xianggong's arm, and whispered close to Ye Zhao's ear: "Xianggong, Rong'er will never dare in the future." ”

The soft words and pleading, right in Ye Zhao's ears, the child's voice is immature, but it is even more soft.

Ye Zhao was taken aback, how could he become more and more charming at this young age, if he continued like this, he really couldn't wait for one day to become a beast, right?

Just as he was about to push Rong'er to the side, there was a knock on the door of the "Ding Ding" room.

Ye Zhao was slightly stunned, and said in his heart, could it be an urgent military situation?

It was the pretty girl who knocked on the door to attract wealth, her face was pale, and her voice was anxious: "Master Feng, she committed suicide by hanging the beam!" ”

Yes? Ye Zhao's body was shocked, and he almost didn't believe his ears: "What? What do you say? ”

"People, people have been saved, but they are scared to death of slaves!" Zhaocai was indeed frightened, if she hadn't woken up suddenly in the middle of the night, the second lady would have died.

The person was fine, Ye Zhao's hanging heart fell to the ground, and he hurriedly ran to the next door with Rong'er and Zhaocai.

Next to the incense couch in the inner room of the Begonia Pavilion, the auspicious Ruyi Jinbao is all there, and the second grandmother of Jin Er is lying in a dementia, her pretty face is not a trace of blood, and there is a faint redness and swelling on the jade neck.

"What's wrong?" Ye Zhao's head is big.

Grandma Jinji closed her eyes. It's not, it's so strong all his life, but in front of the power of the grandfather and his wife, it's like duckweed at the mercy of others, and he never thought that he could really become his concubine, but it's too bullying. It's just a matter of asking the Tao family to take a break from themselves, what? Do you want the Tao family to take back the letter of resignation? What do you think of people? If you go back to Tao's house by yourself, how can you still have the face to see people? Everyone will point to their backbone behind their backs, and they were occupied by the grandfather of the country for a few nights, and they were sent back if they didn't serve well, and they wanted to be rich and rich, but they were played with in vain.

Not to mention the Tao family, it will be spread all over Xiguan, it was originally so strong and so overwhelming, how many dignitaries and nobles dreamed of kissing Fangze's grandmother Jin Er was played, and the details will be made up, and it will become a topic of conversation for everyone in Xiguan, how can he have the face to live?

"Xianggong, what did you tell her?" Rong'er asked in a low voice.

Ye Zhao's head was as big as a bucket, pondering, and he also knew that what he said to Renjin Er's grandmother seemed to be unreliable, and he didn't pay much attention to it before, but this was good, and he almost killed someone.

Be cautious in your words and deeds, Ye Zhao shook his head helplessly.

"Xianggong, you go back and rest, Rong'er stays to enlighten her." Rong'er whispered in Ye Zhao's ear.

It can only be like this, Ye Zhao scratched his head, this woman's matter is still handled by a woman, and he swears to the lights that he will not be blindly mixed in the future.

…… Early the next morning, Ye Zhao went to Foshan to inspect the construction of the Foshan Ordnance Industry Bureau, the arsenal is in the western suburbs of Foshan, covering an area of more than 200 acres, and the factories are all covered with seven or eight eight.

Ye Zhao met an old acquaintance, three years ago in Shanghai when he first met Wells, when he was picking weapons on the sea ship, the white young man who asked him to try the gun once asked himself if he had a sketch of a magazine rifle, so he was quite impressed, and later asked Wells, his name is David? Thomas.

Today, Thomas is already a technician at the Shenghe Xing Arsenal, and he has contributed a lot to the design of the Angela 1856 rifle.

"David!" Ye Zhao smiled and stretched out his hand.

Thomas was in the corner of a blue brick house and didn't know what to do, seeing that Ye Zhao was a little restrained, he wiped the oil stain on his hands vigorously, and then shook hands with Ye Zhao carefully, and when he heard Ye Zhao still remember his name, he called him David more affectionately, and his face lit up.

"What are you doing?" Ye Zhao asked curiously.

Before Thomas could speak, a hint of ridicule appeared on the proud face of Foster, the technical director who accompanied Ye Zhao to visit the factory: "Mr. Thomas should be researching the most important invention of this century." A group of white Westerners who followed Ye Zhao laughed, and Thomas, a technician who became a monk halfway, often disagreed with orthodox technical directors such as Foster, and almost no one looked at him pleasing to the eye.

Thomas's face flushed, and he pursed his lips and did not speak.

Ye Zhao patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "In a few days, I'll talk to you." Thomas immediately smiled happily and nodded, but Director Foster's eyes were gloomy.

…… When I returned to Guangzhou, it was already evening, and after passing through Xiguan, I bought a newspaper, Guangzhou's first weekly newspaper "Cantonese Bao", but it was in English, and the Chinese newspaper that was being prepared could probably be published next month.

I rode to Foshan, came back and changed the carriage in Xiguan, flipped through the newspaper, and the carriage swayed into the city.

Most of the "Yue Bao" is commercial information, such as the advertisements of several foreign banks and Chinese businessmen jointly raising funds to set up a fire house, such as the information on the listing of Guangfu Bank, Ye Zhao looked at it, and said in his heart that it seems that he wants to order a copy, which can help him understand the industrial and commercial situation in Guangzhou from the side.

Thinking about this Guangfu Bank again, a few days ago I learned that I somehow had 20% of the shares, and the 13th businessman gave away 1.6 million taels of original shares for nothing, but I didn't feel that it was inappropriate to take it myself, and I believe that with my own helm to provide advice, the capital of Guangfu Bank will grow exponentially, and the world economic situation and economic crisis, who can see through it better than myself?

Looking at the patrol police on the streets of Xiguan, I couldn't help but sigh, I'm afraid that I have been fired, right? In a few days, I will have to think of a way to get in again, and I have to firmly grasp what kind of mentality the citizens of Guangzhou are now.

Change, sometimes too much.

In his thoughts, the carriage stopped slowly, and it had reached the east gate of the General's Mansion.

On the corridor on the second floor of the Lotus Building, Rong'er was talking to Grandma Jiner, seeing Grandma Jin'er smiling, Ye Zhao was stunned for a while, she was still looking for death and life last night, it was only a day, why did she change someone?

"Xianggong!" Rong'er greeted her happily, but when Grandma Jin'er was light and blessed, she secretly looked at Ye Zhao's face very carefully.

"What are you talking about?" Ye Zhao smiled and touched Rong'er's head, but Rong'er glanced at Grandma Jin'er, and said with a smile: "Xianggong, Jin Feng has something to tell you." "Turned around, the tall and beautiful flag shoes stepped on small broken steps, and went in a decent way, it was funny to see Ye Zhao, alas, Rong'er, why are you so cute.

Grandma Jin Er saw the smile on the corner of Ye Zhao's mouth, and said softly: "Only the little lady is worthy of the grandfather, and she doesn't complain that the grandfather loves her so much." ”

Ye Zhao nodded indispensably, he was made a suicide by Jiner's grandmother, although he blamed himself, he also felt awkward, and he didn't want to pay attention to her much.

Grandma Jin Er suddenly knelt down, and her dazzling bun slammed on the red carpet, "Grandpa, Jin Feng has made amends to you!" Jin Feng acted recklessly, did not know the severity, and almost broke out of a monstrous disaster, Jin Feng confessed his guilt and let his grandfather deal with it! "But isn't it, looking for a short sight in the house of the Guogong Mansion, this newly raised palace, if there is a fatality, how unlucky can it be?

Ye Zhao was slightly stunned, "Get up, what are you doing?" ”

But Grandma Jin Er knelt on the ground softly like this, her curves were extremely beautiful, she didn't move, and said with a crying voice: "Grandpa, you, you can fight Jinfeng!" ”

Ye Zhao's head was big again, and he couldn't resist the second man when he encountered this posture, and the stunner who was captivating the country and the city knelt at his feet, and he felt dizzy, as if he had eaten ginseng fruit, and his limbs were fluttering.

Ye Zhao also knows that he, a modern person, can't stand this, this impact is too perverted, the gorgeous Jin'er grandmother is kneeling here, crying and recognizing you and punishing you, and there is a sense of perverted expansion in her physiology and psychology.

Coughed dryly, "You, you get up." ”

"Grandpa is not angry, Jin Feng doesn't dare to get up." Grandma Jinji's soft curves knelt down again, becoming more and more pious.

"Forgive your innocence, get up!" After Ye Zhao finished speaking, he walked around her quickly, and if he didn't leave, his throat would be dry. Alas, modern men are really inferior, they have been trained for more than 20 years, and they still can't stand this kind of exciting feeling of male superiority and female inferiority to the extreme.

(To be continued)