Yang Xizhi stood outside the carriage and horse shop, his face was blue, and several small people around him hung their heads, and they didn't dare to come out.

As Yang Xiyu's elder brother, Yang Xiyu's knowledge is not as good as that of his younger brother, but his popularity is also good.

The eldest son of the Yang family, even if the Yang family has not been as good as before in recent years, it is still enough to call friends in Beijing.

Yang Xizhi has always spoken loudly among a group of friends.

Others praised his brother, and he was also honored.

Brothers, who is not boasting.

But now, Yang Xizhi wishes there was no such a younger brother!

What's going on!

A girl's family, without the slightest bit of civility, is vulgar and stubborn, and has done all the smashing, even if Yang Xiyu has done something wrong, it should be fifty boards each, and no one can raise their heads.

But the streets and alleys are watching Yang Xiyu's jokes.

Gu Yunjin, who was out of character, but no one cared.

This really made Yang Xizhi angry!

Around the corner not far away, the vendors were busy selling broken items, and Yang Xizhi felt that his whole face was burned just by listening to his shouting.

Shame, shame!

is a good scholar, but he was sold broken things, what is the difference between a broken household and a broken household?

Their Yang family hasn't been defeated yet!

Yang Xizhi barely held back his anger and urged the little guy to rent a carriage.

The little guy was worried and couldn't get out, so he slipped away, his steps were fast, and he collided with the steward who came out of the carriage and horse shop.

The steward recognized Yang Xizhi, and said with a warm smile: "Yo, Uncle Yang rents a car?" ”

Yang Xizhi looked at the voice, his brows frowned, and the other party's smile fell in his eyes, as if he was mocking him.

Where would he rent a car here, and with a wave of his sleeves he turned around and left.

He was going to Shilang's Mansion, and he wanted to talk to Yang Xiyu about it, and the faces of the family were all lost by him! And their aunt, why is it so unclear, those broken things are thrown out of the house and don't care, it's just a joke!

The steward was busy all day, and he didn't know it, but when he saw Yang Xizhi turning his head and leaving, he couldn't call him back, so he touched his head suspiciously.

The young man came in from outside and stuffed most of the ink into the steward's hand: "Oh, the first-class Huizhou pine smoke ink, I grabbed it back quickly, and I only knocked a few corners, like a new one, to practice calligraphy for the eldest nephew." ”

The steward was taken aback: "Do you still read ink?" How much silver? ”

"A copper plate!" The young man rubbed his hands and said the ins and outs, "Can the ink used by Yang Ergongzi be bad?" Impossible! Hey, I seem to have seen Mr. Yang when I came in, why did he leave? ”

The steward couldn't cry or laugh, and picked up the ink block: "Don't go, do you hear him say that his brother is a joke?" ”

The young man grinned.

The street was lively, and the hawkers sold all the way to the East Street, and went to Suxiang Building to ask.

Xiao Er, who ran the hall, came out, didn't say a word, picked out a few things, and said: "If you don't come, I'm going to look for you, what other tea doctors have, how can we not have Suxianglou." I won't tell you, the story is in full swing! ”

Xiao Er carried the stubborn stone that was so broken that he couldn't see the previous appearance, quickly entered the lobby, and waved to Dr. Chongcha: "Come on, come on, guest officers, this is the thing of Yang Ergongzi who was smashed by Miss Gu, the kid is clumsy, he can't see what this was originally like, let's guess together?" ”

Dr. Tea told the story, and the others just listened, added objects, and guessed while watching, and participated, and the lobby became more and more lively.

A guest took a small piece and looked at it, muttering, "Is it really Yang Ergongzi's thing?" Don't just get a little bit of a corner and get a stamp. ”

Xiao Er waved his scarf and said, "Look at what you said, didn't you see it, it's such a big sack, and there is more than one hawker, I heard that the whole capital is peddling."

What are the four treasures of the study, the stubborn stone book, the vase and porcelain, several old adults have seen it, and they are all first-class goods.

Except for the second son of Yang, who was smashed by Miss Gu's entire study, who could move out so many broken things at once? ”

This is reasonable, no one will leave the pieces.

Dr. Tea hurriedly said: "This matter can't be interrupted, Jiang Langzhong of the Ministry of Industry and the Department of Water and Qing Officials was in Shilang's mansion at the time, and what he said in person was only heard by the lightning and thunder, as if the entire study was being swept away, and Xu Shilang's face was black at that time.

I also take a look at this stone, Taihu Stone, it should be the extra material on the rockery, but unfortunately it is broken, and I can't guess the original appearance. ”

Some people say that it is a beautiful Baolan, some people say that it is a flowing water pavilion, and some people say that it is a natural carving, it is a stone, and it is nothing.

Cheng Jinzhi looked down twice, turned around and was surprised: "Can it still be like this?" I have seen it for a long time. ”

The little prince couldn't stop laughing, patted the table and said, "Guess, whose idea it was, those hawkers don't have the courage to collect the things thrown by the Lang Mansion, and they sell them all over the street." ”

Cheng Jinzhi raised his eyebrows: "This person must have a big enmity with Yang Xiyu." ”

Jiang Muyuan added another plate of lily mung bean cake, rubbed the crumbs from his fingertips, and couldn't help but shake his head funny.

Isn't there a grudge?

It doesn't matter if you smash the study, you still make calculations like this, and you don't know where to come from, so that people all over the capital are chasing the excitement.

Laughed, the rest was a sigh.

A girl's family, making this decision, must have been forced to be in a hurry.

The three of them left Suxiang Building, and the street vendors had not left.

Cheng Jinzhi was full of interest, and walked over and picked two things casually: "How much?" ”

The vendor rubbed his hands together and said, "You look at it." ”

Cheng Jinzhi didn't have a copper plate on his body, so he picked a piece of broken silver from the money bag at random and threw it gently: "Give it." ”

The hawker stretched out his hand to catch it, but before he could catch it, he asked Jiang Muyuan on the side to intervene horizontally and quickly stopped him.

Jiang Muyuan looked at the surprised eyes of several people, found a copper plate and handed it to the vendor, and said: "That is, to be lively, the kind of thing of people with impure minds, I don't like to give a copper plate." ”

A few people were brightly dressed, and the hawkers' eyes were sharp, so they naturally said: "You are right, our brothers use these to sell, and they are not for silver, just to let everyone know that Yang Ergongzi's literary style and character are not even." ”

"That's a good point," Jiang Muyuan bent the corners of his lips, and handed over the broken silver to the vendor, "Invite a few brothers to eat tea, and it is also hard to run all over the capital." ”

The peddler squinted and smiled, and walked away with only a small half of the sack left.

Cheng Jinzhi stared at it for a while, then cleared his throat: "Take my silver as a favor?" ”

"What kind of relationship do I have with the vendors?" Jiang Muyuan asked rhetorically, his expression calm, "If the silver takes off your hand, it has nothing to do with you." ”

Cheng Jinzhi said that he couldn't do it, and he didn't put this matter on his mind, handed over the broken objects to the little servant, and said, "Take it back and tell the story to those little ancestors in our house." ”