Song Huairen had just arrived at Rong Bao Zhai, and he was thinking about finding an opportunity to show his hand, who would have thought that Wang Renshan would hand over the matter of cleaning up Zuo Ye to him. Song Huairen had already heard that the left master tossed Rong Bao Zhai badly, and Zhang Xier was so angry that he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage, so for this matter, Zhang Xier also specially asked the owner to resign. However, in Song Huairen's view, this is really a trivial matter.

That afternoon, Song Huairen came to the Mingyuanlou teahouse, he asked for a pot of jasmine tea, and tasted it alone, and it didn't take long for a young man in his twenties and a little sloppy to come in and sit down opposite Song Huairen.

The young man, nicknamed Orange Peel, was of medium height, had a dark complexion, and had a strange pair of bean eyes on his fairly well-proportioned face, which was unforgettable. Tangerine Peel is an orphan, and he has been mixed with the ruffians in the Liulichang area since he was a child, and he has some friendship with Song Huairen, so he is an acquaintance.

Tangerine Peel looked very respectful: "Master Song, are you looking for me?" ”

"I'm fine, I'll talk to you casually." Song Huairen poured a bowl of tea for the orange peel and added a spoonful of sugar to it.

Tangerine Peel was flattered: "Master Song, if you have something, you can speak, what happened before...... I owe you a favor. ”

"I recently changed my door and went to Rong Bao Zhai."

"Ouch, what a good thing!" Orange Peel was startled, and his bean eyes blinked, "Rong Bao Zhai is one of the top shops in the Liuli Factory, and you can be regarded as having a head and a face there!" ”

Song Huairen remained silent: "There is a person named Zuo Ye, do you know him?" ”

Orange Peel nodded: "I know, old Jianghu, there was still No. 1 on this street twenty years ago, and now he is out of breath, what's the matter, he provoked Song Ye?" ”

"This old guy is eyeing Rong Bao Zhai, and he will come to the door to play green skin for a long time, brother, you have to help me repair him."

"That's it? Well, you can draw a path, what is the repair? ”

Song Huairen took out ten yuan and put it on the table: "This is a little bit of a trivial matter, take it for a cup of tea, as for the old guy......" Song Huairen thought for a while, "Let him be lame, save him from running around." ”

Tangerine Peel was very excited when he saw Qian: "Yes, Master Song, you are good!" ”

A few days later, Zuo Ye came to the door of Rong Bao Zhai with a dung bucket, he opened the lid of the dung bucket, and a foul smell made passers-by avoid it. Zuo Ye shouted loudly: "Sell dung, two yuan a bucket, two yuan a bucket......"

Zhang Xi'er covered her nose and rushed out of the door: "Why are you here again?" ”

Zuo Ye looked shameless: "Shopkeeper Zhang, I didn't recruit you, uncle, I have no food to eat, and I am not allowed to do a small deal?" He shouted at the passers-by again: "Sell dung, two dollars a bucket!" ”

Zhang Xi'er glanced at him in disgust: "If you have it, isn't it just two yuan?" I'll give it to you, you quickly take the dung bucket away. ”

"You mean, you bought this bucket of dung? Okay, I'll leave it here for you, you can pay for it. ”

Zhang Xi'er was furious: "I gave you money to let you take the dung bucket away, what's the matter with you leaving it here?" ”

Zuo Ye rolled his eyes and said unhurriedly, "You want me to take it?" Then I'm sorry, you still have to give two dollars, this is not me to slander you, a bucket of dung is two dollars, what to do with you when you buy it back is your business, if you let me take it away again, then you have to pay me ......"

Zhang Xi'er was so angry that she couldn't say anything: "Zuo Ye...... You're not such a bully, are you? ”

At this time, Orange Peel came over with a few street ruffians, and he covered his nose: "Damn, who is this, leaving the dung bucket on the street?" Tired of living, right? ”

"This is the goods that the uncle sells at his stall, what's wrong?" Zuo Ye seemed to be full of care.

A ruffian pouted: "Yo, this old thing is quite different, what's wrong?" You're smoking us, what's wrong with you being uncomfortable? ”

"Boy, don't you inquire, uncle, when I was in the scenery of Liulichang, your father was still breastfeeding, and your kid's fetal hair has not faded, so you dare to stare at me?" Zuo Ye did not show weakness.

Orange Peel waved his hand: "What nonsense to talk to him, hit this girl!" ”

Before the words fell, a few ruffians went up and punched and kicked Zuo Ye, who dragged his head and rolled around on the ground, shouting loudly: "Comfortable!" It's comfortable! A few more ......"

"Hey! This old guy still shouts Shutan? Isn't that vindictive? Then I'll make you feel more comfortable! The orange peel stomped down Zuo Ye's knee fiercely, Zuo Ye let out a miserable scream, and rolled in pain with his broken leg......

Zhang Xi'er was so frightened that her face turned pale: "Don't fight, don't fight, if you fight again, you will die!" ”

……

This matter soon reached Zhang Youlin's ears, he came to Rong Bao Zhai angrily, and when everyone saw that the owner's face was not right, they all honestly stood on both sides with their hands down, and no one dared to speak.

Zhang Youlin sat down: "It's just nonsense!" How can you beat a man to death, saying, 'Who instigated this?' ”

Song Huairen glanced at Wang Renshan and replied cautiously: "The owner, it's me, I also gave ten yuan for the orange peel for this matter, and I didn't even find a counter for reimbursement." The owner, this old thing doesn't give him a little power, he dares to kick his nose in the face, if he wants to let him toss so much, don't do our business, I'm also for Rong Bao Zhai. ”

"Zuo Ye has done a lot of bad things before, but he has also been punished, and he has been imprisoned for more than ten years, even if there is a big crime, it will be compensated. He is old, he has no source of livelihood, and he uses this kind of bad means to blackmail Rong Bao Zhai, I can understand, if I had known, I would have talked to him and given him some money to help him settle down. Zhang Youlin's tone softened.

Zhang Xi'er had a bitter face: "But...... The owner, this kind of person is pitiful, he is not a good person in the first place, you repay your grievances with virtue like this, he will not appreciate it. ”

"I know he's bad, but Huairen instructed the ruffian to beat him, doesn't that equate us with bad people? We are honest dealers, not ruffians, and we don't want to have anything to do with them. ”

Wang Renshan took a step forward: "The owner, this matter is mainly blamed on me, I asked Huairen to deal with Zuo Ye's affairs, I didn't expect that things would come to this point, those ruffians actually broke Zuo Ye's legs, Dongjia, you say, what should we do?" ”

Zhang Youlin waved his hand: "The matter has come to this, don't complain to each other, I know that everyone is for the good of Rong Bao Zhai, but it is really not a glorious thing to use this kind of means, I hope there will be no such things in the future, please remember!" ”

Everyone replied, "Remember, owner." ”

After a moment of silence, Song Huairen asked worriedly, "Dongjia, what ...... Zuo Ye is there......"

"Ask him where he lives, and I'll go see him." Zhang Youlin stood up and left.

Zuo Ye originally used the money he got from Rong Bao Zhai to rent a small south house in a large compound on Nanheng Street, but after his leg was discounted, the landlord estimated that he couldn't pay the rent, so he kicked him out. Zuo Ye had nowhere to stay, so the well-wishers sent him to a ruined temple outside the Yongding Gate.

Zhang Youlin took a long time to find this broken temple, he stood outside the hall that had collapsed and knocked on the door: "Is Zuo Ye here?" ”

Zuo Ye was lying in the grass tossing and turning, and he said angrily, "It's still alive." ”

With a "squeak", Zhang Youlin pushed open the half-broken door that was hidden and came in, and he approached the grass: "Zuo Ye, do you remember me?" ”

Zuo Ye turned his face and looked at it carefully: "Are you ...... Zhang Youlin? ”

Zhang Youlin lifted his robe and sat next to Zuo Ye: "It's me, I haven't seen you for more than 20 years, I can't recognize it, right?" ”

Zuo Ye's face changed: "The surname is Zhang, our business is not over, if you have the ability, you will beat me to death, or wait for me to slow down, I want your life!" ”

Looking at the white-haired and senile Zuo Ye in front of him, Zhang Youlin couldn't help but feel pity, he said slowly: "Forget it, Zuo Ye, you are this age, what else can you toss?" ”

"The surname is Zhang, I know, I can't fight you on the bright side, I admit it, but then again, your Zhang Youlin family's great cause lives in the light, what about me, I live in the dark, you wait, maybe when it falls into my hands."

Zhang Youlin smiled disdainfully: "Okay, I'll wait, I'm afraid that you won't have a chance in this life, old arms and legs, you still fight and kill, and you're not afraid of junior jokes?" ”

"Zhang Youlin, you just want to disgust me?"

Zhang Youlin shook his head: "I don't have that spare time, you let people beat, this has something to do with the people of Rong Bao Zhai, although this is not my intention, but I still want to apologize to you, it is I who is not strict with the discipline below, and please bear more." ”

Zuo Ye sneered: "Hmph, the cat cries and the mouse is fake compassion!" ”

Zhang Youlin was still calm: "Master Zuo, I don't plan to make friends with you, I can't commit false compassion, let's be clear, you have done bad things in your life, so you have no children and no daughters, you can't eat when you're old, and no one cares if you're sick, if you go on like this, you will still do bad things in your lifetime, I don't know who will be unlucky, so I have to find a way to ......"

Zuo Ye became vigilant: "What do you want to do?" Find someone to do me? ”

"That's not worth it, you haven't done as much as Kang Xiaoba, so you can't do such a big effort." Zhang Youlin opened the cloth bag he brought, "There are two hundred silver yuan here, which is enough for you to buy a home and do a small business." Zuo Ye, if you don't have to worry about living from now on, won't you be able to stop doing bad things? ”

Zhang Youlin's actions were greatly unexpected by Zuo Ye, he picked up the cloth bag and looked at Zhang Youlin: "This is ...... For me? ”

Zhang Youlin stood up: "It's for you, I want to buy something with you." ”

"What to buy?"

"Buy your bad eyes, without it, you will live a good life, be a law-abiding person, and never harm others again."

Zhang Youlin left without looking back, Zuo Ye was stunned there with the cloth bag containing the money, and after a while, he cried loudly. Zuo Ye knew in his heart that he had lived for more than sixty years, and he had never done bad things, but he didn't expect Zhang Youlin to ...... For the first time in his life, Zuo Ye reflected on himself, and his tears were like surging rivers, stretching endlessly......

Luo Zhenyu was writing in the study, and someone gently pushed the door in: "Master, the second shopkeeper of Rong Bao Zhai is waiting for you outside." ”

Luo Zhenyu didn't raise his head: "Is there something wrong with him?" ”

"It was said that Shi Tao's painting that you asked him to inquire about has been settled."

"Let him wait."

The employer retreated, Luo Zhenyu wrote a few more lines, put down the pen, stood up and went to the bookshelf to flip through the book. After a while, the servant came in again: "Master, the second shopkeeper said that the matter is urgent, he can't afford to wait, does the master allow him to come to the study to see you?" ”

Luo Zhenyu frowned: "Since that's the case, then let him in." ”

Wang Renshan came in and apologized to Luo Zhenyu first: "I'm sorry, Mr. Luo, I'm sorry to disturb you." ”

"Don't bother, please take a seat."

The two sat down, and Wang Renshan looked quite mysterious: "Have you heard the news from Suzhou?" ”

Luo Zhenyu was confused: "What news?" ”

Wang Renshan pretended to be surprised: "Haven't you heard of such a big thing?" ”

"I've been reading books at home behind closed doors these days, what's going on?"

"In Suzhou, a family rebuilt an old house and found two landscape paintings by Shi Tao."

Luo Zhenyu was skeptical: "Really? ”

"Look, I'm such an adult, can I still get you?"

"These two paintings...... Do you have a head? ”

"Yes, it's all written in the books."

Luo Zhenyu was still skeptical: "You can really come to whatever you want?" He shook his head, "It's incredible, how can there be such a coincidence in the world?" ”

"If you can't make up your mind, I'll ask other buyers, there are quite a few people staring at this painting." Wang Renshan got up to leave.

"Don't be busy walking yet, so let's ask the seller to take a look at the painting first."

"You mean, if you want to see the real thing, you left it?"

"Of course." Luo Zhenyu said with certainty.

"Well, then I'll send a telegram and ask someone from Suzhou."

Soon after Wang Renshan left, Luo Zhenyu was tired of writing, he came out of the study, went to the yard to move his muscles, and saw the new newspaper and a few letters on the stone table, he picked up the letter and looked at the envelope, did not open it, threw it on the table again, and opened the newspaper casually. Luo Zhenyu was immediately attracted by a piece of news in the newspaper: "The old house of the flip is shocked by Shi Tao's fine products, shaking the animation world". He read it intently, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: it seems that there is such a thing, no, you have to hurry! The servant came over with a tea bowl, and Luo Zhenyu ordered: "You hurry up and go to Rong Bao Zhai, and tell Wang Er's shopkeeper, Shi Tao's painting, let him keep an eye on it." ”

The employer was puzzled: "Didn't the second shopkeeper just leave?" ”

Luo Zhenyu waved his hand impatiently: "If you want to go, you can go, where is it so instigating." ”

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lao An drove the car to the door of Rong Bao Zhai, Zhang Xier accompanied Zhang Youlin out of the shop, he suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Boss, how did you think about the thing I said last time?" ”

Zhang Youlin stopped: "You have mentioned it to me a few times, and I have also considered it, so let's do it, if you really don't want to do it, I won't be reluctant, no matter what you do in Rong Bao Zhai in the future, your treatment will remain the same." ”

"Then thank you to the owner, I will do my best."

"You say, what would happen if Wang Renshan was the shopkeeper?"

Zhang Xi'er nodded: "I think it's okay, Renshan's brain is active, he has a lot of ideas, and he is polite and faceless when he does things outside, but he is a shopkeeper, but there is one thing, he is bold, and it is easy to stab Lou Zi if he doesn't pay attention to it." ”

"Then let Renshan try, maybe he can get Rong Bao Zhai out of the predicament." After speaking, Zhang Youlin got in the car and went to Cuixi Building.

In the private room of Cuixi Building, Luo Zhenyu's newly collected two landscape paintings of Shi Tao are hanging on the west wall, Pu Xinshe, Pei Ziye, Jin Yinan, Gu Hongming, Zhang Boju and other calligraphy and painting circles and celebrities are admiring it with great interest, Zhang Daqian and Wang Renshan are also there, the two stand in the corner, whispering from time to time.

Zhang Youlin pushed the door in, clasped his fists with both hands: "Mr. Luo, I'm sorry, the car broke down in the middle of the road, and it took a long time to fix it." ”

Luo Zhenyu returned the salute: "It's not late, it's not late." ”

Zhang Youlin and the people present nodded in greeting, and Wang Renshan walked over: "Dongjia, are you here?" ”

Zhang Youlin was a little surprised: "Oh, you're there too?" ”

Luo Zhenyu smiled and said: "These two paintings were still made by your king's shopkeeper for me." ”

"Oh, I'll take a look at the painting first." Zhang Youlin said, casually putting the hat on the coat rack.

The cousin had already served the food, and the guests were still praising the painting around the painting, only Zhang Daqian sat at the table, he was already hungry, his eyes were straight at the delicacies on the table, and he couldn't move the chopsticks, so he had to look at Luo Zhenyu with longing.

Luo Zhenyu read Zhang Daqian's eyes, and he greeted everyone: "Everyone, everyone, please sit down first, fill your stomach, and then continue to watch." ”

All the guests took their seats, and Jin Yinan sighed: "It is really a stunning work, the pen and ink are expressive, and no one can do it unless Shi Tao!" ”

An old gentleman wearing a melon skin hat and braided hair said to Zhang Youlin: "I have always thought that writing and painting with a brush is very difficult, and it seems difficult to be accurate, but once you master it, you will be able to create beautiful and elegant calligraphy and painting, which cannot be achieved with a strong pen in the West." This person is the famous Peking University professor, master of Chinese culture Mr. Gu Hongming, Mr. Gu is a genius, he is proficient in English, French, German, Latin, Greek, Malayan and other nine languages, once obtained thirteen doctorates, known as "Confucianism".

Zhang Youlin nodded: "What Mr. said is extremely true. ”

Gu Hongming said to Luo Zhenyu again: "Mr. Luo, your luck is too good!" ”

Luo Zhenyu looked a little intoxicated: "Where and where, I didn't expect that these two landscapes of Shi Tao are actually exactly the same size as the screens of the Bada Shanren that I had previously hidden. ”

Wang Renshan remained silent, as if he hadn't heard a word of Luo Zhenyu's words, but Zhang Daqian couldn't help but want to laugh, and the food in his mouth almost squirted out. Seeing the performance of these two people, Zhang Youlin understood eight or nine points in his heart, but he couldn't make a judgment right away, and he still needed additional circumstantial evidence. Zhang Youlin began to listen carefully to the guests' discussions.

"My God, three thousand oceans? Only a strong collector like Brother Luo has this courage! Those of us who ate hardcore crops earlier were not successful, and they were not much better than being called Hanako. The declining Pei Ziye only focused on the money, and it seemed that he could not hear the judgment of the authenticity of the painting from his words; Or, there is another possibility, Bei Ziye deliberately bypassed.

"Where, where." Luo Zhenyu shook his head modestly, and he pointed to a well-dressed and personable young guest, "This is Mr. Zhang Boju, the son of Zhang Zhenfang." ”

Zhang Boju was a famous collector and one of the four princes of the Republic of China, and he nodded elegantly to everyone.

Gu Hongming pondered for a moment and asked Luo Zhenyu: "Zhang Zhenfang, is it the Zhang Zhenfang who served as the envoy of Tianjin Road and salt transportation?" ”

"That's right, he also served as the governor of Zhili, and now he is the chairman of the Salt Industry Bank, so Zhang Gongzi's strength is much stronger than mine, that is, he got the news late, otherwise this painting would not have reached my hands." Luo Zhenyu once again congratulated himself in his heart for his good luck.

Zhang Boju owes his body and said meaningfully: "If the hit is Mr. Luo's thing, then no one else can covet it, on the contrary, even if you get it, you will lose it." ”

During the banquet, Pu Xinshe sat right in front of the two paintings on the wall, he raised his head from time to time to look at the paintings, and then looked at Zhang Boju, his face was full of questions.

Zhang Boju was expressionless and remained silent.

When the people dispersed, Zhang Youlin and Pu Xinshe walked side by side at the end, Zhang Youlin asked: "Brother Pu, what do you think of these two paintings?" ”

Pu Xinshe smiled slightly: "The things that others love, I will not judge." ”

Zhang Youlin also smiled: "Brother Pu doesn't judge, in fact, he also shows an attitude." ”

"Mr. Zhang, then it's up to you what you think."

While talking, the two walked out of the gate of Cui Xi Building, Lao An drove the car over, Zhang Youlin insisted on sending Pu Xinshe, Pu Xinshe waved his hand: "No, it's rare for me to go to the city, and I will have a friend nearby." ”

"Then we'll see you another day!" Zhang Youlin got into the car, the motor sounded, and the car drove away like a smoke.

The car didn't drive far, Zhang Youlin remembered that he forgot to take his hat, and Lao An drove the car back again.

In the private room of Cuixi Building, only Luo Zhenyu and Zhang Daqian remained, Luo Zhenyu was about to pick up paintings from the wall, Zhang Daqian said: "Mr. Luo, slow down, you have these two paintings...... It's fake. ”

Luo Zhenyu turned around: "What did you say?" ”

"I said your two paintings are fake!"

Luo Zhenyu was angry: "You hairy boy, how dare you open your mouth to talk nonsense!" ”

Zhang Daqian smiled mischievously: "Mr. Luo, please calm your anger, I have brought the sketches and stamps of these two paintings, please take a look." As he spoke, he opened a leather bag he had brought with him, and unhurriedly took out a few stamps and a pile of drawings from it.

Luo Zhenyu picked up the sketch and stamps and looked at them carefully, beads of sweat the size of soybeans came out of his forehead, and his face was like ashes, and he fell down on the chair in a dejected manner.

Zhang Youlin pushed the door in, and the three of them were surprised. Zhang Youlin quickly glanced at the sketch in Luo Zhenyu's hand and the stamp on the table, and then immediately waved at the two of them, apologetic: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my hat fell here." With that, he walked over to the coat rack, picked up his hat, and turned to leave.

After a while, Luo Zhenyu eased up a little and looked at Zhang Daqian pitifully: "Mr. Zhang, I left this sketch and stamp, how much do you want, it's easy to discuss, I hope Mr. Zhang will be merciful, this matter must not be publicized outside." ”

"If Mr. Luo likes it, I will give you the sketches and stamps, and I'm just joking with you, just ......" Zhang Daqian said to his lips and stopped again.

Luo Zhenyu urged eagerly: "You speak, you speak." ”

"It stands to reason that you are a senior, and I am a junior, and I should respect you, but ...... I also hope that you can respect me, there is a way, there are talented people from generation to generation, and they have led the way for hundreds of years. I hope that Mr. Luo can agree with this, and in the future, as for these two paintings, please rest assured Mr. Luo, I will rot this matter in my stomach. ”

Luo Zhenyu wiped the sweat on his head: "Yes, yes, the future is terrible, the future is terrible, Luo eats a trench, and grows a wise ......"

Zhang Daqian took out a bank bill and handed it to Luo Zhenyu: "Mr. Luo, the three thousand oceans will be returned to you." ”

Luo Zhenyu insisted on not accepting: "No, no, there are rules in the industry, whoever walks the eye will admit it, and he can't complain about others, although the contemptible person is old, the rules still have to be told, please Mr. Zhang put away the silver ticket, Luo spent money to buy a lesson." ”

Zhang Daqian put the silver ticket on the table: "The rules are the rules, but if Daqian accepts this money, won't he become a liar?" Goodbye, Mr. Luo! ”

Zhang Daqian took his leather bag and left, leaving Luo Zhenyu to sit there for a long time.

Zhang Youlin is a quick temper, good things and bad things don't stay overnight, he took out the hat from Cuixi Building, did not go home directly, but asked Lao An to send him to Rong Bao Zhai.

When Wang Renshan came back, Zhang Youlin had been waiting in the north room of the backyard for a long time. Seeing the owner, Wang Renshan's heart sank, but he still pretended to be casual: "Yo, the owner, it's so late, you haven't gone back yet?" ”

Zhang Youlin motioned for him to close the door and went straight in: "Renshan, what's going on with Shi Tao's two paintings?" ”

Wang Renshan pretended to be stupid at first: "What's going on?" ”

Zhang Youlin slapped the table: "You can make it clear to me!" ”

Seeing that he couldn't carry it anymore, Wang Renshan had no choice but to confide in his true feelings: "Dongjia, you really don't rub sand in your eyes, yes, let me tell you the truth, this is a game I did with Zhang Baye, I just want to make a joke with Mr. Luo." ”

"Why?"

"The eighth master felt that Mr. Luo was too crazy, and when he opened his mouth, he said: 'Whether it is true or not, I Luo has the final say.'" Listen, how crazy it is, Mr. Ta Luo doesn't want to think about it, where is this? It's the capital, the land of the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, people who have the ability to load it on a train, and they have to load it for a few days, how dare Mr. Luo say such crazy things? That's it, the eighth master and I discussed to give Mr. Luo a reminder, and save yourself a lot of face in the future......"

"Did you get the money?"

"The owner, the conscience of heaven and earth, I didn't take any of the eight masters, these two paintings were sold for a total of three thousand oceans, and the eighth master returned them to Mr. Luo just now."

Zhang Youlin let out a sigh of relief, and a stone in his heart fell to the ground. After being silent for a moment, Zhang Youlin said slowly: "Renshan, this kind of thing will be done less in the future, how can you humiliate a person of Mr. Luo's status like this?" Isn't that excessive? It's better to be a human being, so why embarrass people? ”

Wang Renshan nodded: "Yes, the owner, only this once, I won't do it again next time." ”

Zhang Youlin stood up: "Okay, take the time to apologize to Mr. Luo, and I won't mention this matter in the future." Zhang Youlin had already walked to the door, he turned around again, and looked at Wang Renshan with bright eyes: "Renshan, just say it all together, I have thought about it for a long time, I want you to be the shopkeeper of Rong Bao Zhai, what do you think?" ”

Wang Renshan had just been beaten and had not yet gotten rid of the situation just now, so he was stunned for a moment: "Dongjia, what did you say?" ”

"I want you to be the shopkeeper of Rong Bao Zhai."

This time Wang Renshan understood, and he shook his head vigorously: "The owner, this is unacceptable, I have not been in Rong Bao Zhai for a long time, so it is not appropriate for me to be the shopkeeper." ”

"I said you can do it, what's the matter? You look at the street of Liulichang, for hundreds of years, there have been many talents, and you have left a name in history, are you Wang Renshan willing to live behind? ”

Zhang Youlin's words stimulated Wang Renshan, and he agreed after a little thought: "Dongjia, I am willing to do it, but ......"

"If you have any ideas, say them." Zhang Youlin returned to sit down.

"Don't call the shopkeeper, according to the new name, you should be called the manager, I make a suggestion, the store will be called the manager in the future, right?"

Zhang Youlin nodded: "Yes." ”

"There is ...... again" Wang Renshan's brain turned rapidly, and he put forward a harsh condition, "During my Wang Renshan's tenure as manager, I have the final say on the deployment of personnel and the use of funds in the shop, and you have the final say on everything I have." Zhang Youlin was quite surprised by this, but he still agreed.

"The owner ......" Wang Renshan was a little difficult to say, but he still said it, "It's not that I don't believe you, as the saying goes, empty words have no evidence, you'd better set up a note." ”

"Okay! I'll write right away, Renshan, set up a note, and Rong Bao Zhai will depend on you in the future. ”

Wang Renshan was confident: "You can rest assured, I, Wang Renshan, will do my best to do a good job of Rong Bao Zhai, if I can't do it well, I am willing to be punished." ”

Zhang Youlin patted him on the shoulder: "Renshan, I believe in you." ”

Inoue Murakatsu seems to have a special interest in Zhang Youlin, and after a while, he returned to the capital from Mukden and took the initiative to invite Zhang Youlin to listen to the play.

Zhang Youlin had already forgotten about this Japanese, and when he received the invitation, he remembered it for a long time. He rushed to the Guanghelou Theater on time, which is located in the east of Roushi Road outside the front gate, and saw Inoue Murako in a suit and leather shoes, already standing politely at the door waiting. Zhang Youlin arched his hand: "Mr. Inoue has great powers, the owner of the Red Bean Pavilion "Heroes", how many fans in the capital are waiting for it, I heard that in order to grab tickets, they are about to die." ”

"Who is the owner of the Red Bean Pavilion? Why kill people? Hikaru Inoue looked inexplicable.

Zhang Youlin was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Dare to love Mr. Inoue is not a fan of drama?" ”

Inoue Mura owes a debt: "I heard that Mr. Zhang, you are a fan of drama." ”

"Why didn't Miss Koji come?" Zhang Youlin looked around.

"I can understand most of the Chinese now, so I don't need a translator......

The two walked into the theater while talking, sat down in the reserved seat, and when they left the performance, Inoue Mura Hikaru asked Zhang Youlin to introduce him to the owner of the Red Bean Pavilion.

Zhang Youlin talked eloquently: "Mr. Pu Dong, the owner of the Red Bean Pavilion, is respected as the 'leader of the ticket world', and like you, he also has royal blood, and he is the descendant of Yiwei, the eldest son of Emperor Daoguang......"

Hikaru Inoue interrupted Zhang Youlin with a gesture: "Let me think about it...... Well, Emperor Daoguang was followed by Emperor Xianfeng, and Mr. Pu Dong's ancestor was the eldest son, why did he not inherit the throne? ”

"Here's the thing, Yiwei has a teacher who teaches reading very strictly, and often says that you should study hard, and you will be the emperor and govern the country in the future. The teacher relayed these words to the emperor, and the emperor was furious when he heard this, and sent someone to find Yiwei and kicked him, and a few days later, Yiwei died of depression. ”

Inoue Murakatsu sighed: "It's a pity! In your words, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan. ”

Zhang Youlin was somewhat surprised: "I didn't expect Mr. Inoue's Chinese to improve so quickly, I should be impressed by you." ”

"Mr. Zhang has won the award, I want to know Mr. Pu Dong, can you introduce me to him?" This is one of the main topics of Hikaru Inoue today.

"No problem, we're old friends." Zhang Youlin readily agreed.

At the beginning of the performance, the owner of the Red Bean Pavilion played Zhou Yu. Zhang Youlin quickly immersed himself in the play.

……

(Jiang Bai) Ah, Gongjin is not harmed?

(Zhou) Ah! Ziyi is good and hard, he came from far away in the rivers and lakes, dare to be a lobbyist with Cao Cao?

(Jiang Bai) this ...... I've been away for a long time, so I'm here to catch up, so I suspect that I am a lobbyist with the Cao family!

(Zhou Bai) hum...... Although I am not as smart as Shi Kuang, I know the elegance when I hear the string song.

(Jiang Bai) Oops! Your Excellency treats the deceased like this, and I take my leave.

On the stage, the owner of the Red Bean Pavilion did all kinds of things, extremely exquisite, and constantly won the applause of the audience. Inoue Murakami stared at it, and didn't seem to see anything famous.

Zhang Youlin smiled slightly and explained to him: "Zhou Yu, who starred in the Red Bean Pavilion, is chic and peerless, which is very different from the vulgar in the pear garden." ”

"Please Mr. Zhang, what is the difference?"

"Personally, I think the difference is in temperament, if you look closely, his every move is fresh and elegant, revealing a royal style. The owner of the Red Bean Pavilion is an all-rounder, on performance, birth, dan, net, end, ugly, 'civil and military kun chaos is unstoppable'; ”

Inoue Murakatsu frowned: "The things in your country are very strange, amateurs actually have higher achievements than professionals, how did he learn it?" ”

"The silver piled up, which play, who plays well, the owner of the red bean pavilion invited Jiao'er to his home to eat and drink for two days, and when he left, he gave Dayang a hundred yuan in the current amount, plus a pack of big tobacco. Dealing with him is much more comfortable than singing in the theater, and the income is not cheap, so famous actors are eager to talk to him without reservation, like Chen Delin, Mei Yutian, Tan Xinpei, Yao Zenglu, Yu Juxian, these are his teachers. ”

"Oh, I have learned from all the strengths, but, with all due respect, compared to the other famous singers I've heard, the Red Bean Pavilion Master's voice is not good enough."

Zhang Youlin's eyes lit up unconsciously: "You are about to become an expert, yes, in all fairness, the talent of the owner of the Red Bean Pavilion is not very good, and his voice is slightly hoarse, not loud enough." You listen...... Sometimes it doesn't work as well as it should, but his temperament makes up for the lack of his voice, that is, he can make everyone who watches the play fascinated by him, and the characters he plays are sad, happy, heavy, and down, don't you think that his hoarse voice has a different charm? ”

Inoue Murako listened for a while and shook his head regretfully: "I'm sorry, I've just started to get in touch with Peking Opera, and I can't understand the deep meaning yet." He changed the subject: "I heard that Mr. Pu Dong was nominated by Wang ** of the National Government to be a member of the Mongolian and Tibetan Committee. ”

Zhang Youlin was skeptical: "Is there really such a thing?" ”

"It does." Hikaru Inoue answered in the affirmative.

"Mr. Inoue is very well-informed, I'm afraid that Mr. Pu Dong himself is still in the dark at this time, right?"

"Don't you have some personal relationship with Wang **? You can ask him. Hikaru Inoue said this sentence as if inadvertently.

Zhang Youlin suddenly became alert: "Mr. Inoue, you seem to know everything, Mr. Wang is now taking care of state affairs, and such a small matter cannot trouble him." ”

Inoue Murako knew that it was a little too much, so he hurriedly looked back: "You are a celebrity in Liulichang, naturally there are a lot of rumors, I also want to confirm that you participated in the rescue of Wang **, is it true?" ”

Zhang Youlin waved his hand: "That's all in the past." ”

In the later scenes, Zhang Youlin could no longer concentrate, and he muttered: This Japanese ...... What the hell is it for?

There is no perfect thing in the world, Wang Renshan is indeed much more capable than Zhang Xi'er, but there are also places that make Zhang Youlin feel comfortable, not to mention the side, just the matter of Steward Xu selling paintings to Bei Ziye made Zhang Youlin depressed for several days.

Since the emperor's abdication, Bei Ziye has experienced great changes in his life, although he is not as miserable as Erqingni who was too miserable by San Lang and Seventh Aunt, but he can't stand it and eat nothing, plus he can't calculate, and now he has reached the point of exhaustion.

Steward Xu is still good, whether rich or poor, he has been following Bei Ziye loyally all these years, not only did he not steal his things, but he also worried about the family's food and drink.

That day, it was almost noon, Bei Ziye had been painting for several hours, and his stomach began to "growl", he put down the brush and called Steward Xu: "What do you eat at noon?" ”

Steward Xu frowned and said with a sad face: "Master Pei, I'm worried here." ”

"What's the concern?" There is no rice in the pot at home, and Bei Ziye still doesn't know it.

Steward Xu told the truth, and Bei Ziye's fire jumped up, and he waved his arm: "Go on!" ”

"You always let me be, look inside and outside here, is there anything that deserves money?"

Although Steward Xu's voice was not loud, every word smashed on Bei Ziye's heart. He couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh: "Alas! I didn't expect that the royal relatives and nobles of the Qing Kingdom would now fall to this step! Pei Ziye lowered his head and made up a few more strokes on the painting: "Take it and sell it at Rong Bao Zhai." ”

"Rong Bao Zhai does not accept ready-made children, someone has to book first." Steward Xu looked embarrassed.

Bei Ziye was impatient: "If you want to take it, you will take it, where is so much nonsense!" ”

Steward Xu didn't dare to say anything more, he rolled up the painting and hurried to Rong Bao Zhai. When he arrived at the gate of Rong Bao Zhai, Steward Xu was not in a hurry to enter, he calmed down, wiped the sweat on his head, and straightened his clothes, and then paced in with square steps.

Steward Xu unfolded Bei Ziye's painting on the counter, and said in a tone of voice: "Our Bei Ziye was in a good mood yesterday, and I drew two strokes casually, I took a look, ouch hey, it really scared me, this is simply a shocking work!" If you have the heart to paint, nine times out of ten you can't draw, I'm afraid that Bei Ziye will be rubbed as waste paper, so I will send it to you quickly, you can take a good look. ”

None of the guys wanted to deal with him, so Yun Sheng had no choice but to come over, point to Steward Xu's nose and say, "Steward Xu, how many times have I told you?" When someone orders it, let Bei Ziye paint, don't work for this child god if no one orders it, Rong Bao Zhai is not a rag child, what do you want, you are not afraid of the runway to send it, where do we send it? ”

Before the words fell, Zhang Youlin and Wang Renshan walked in, and Steward Xu seemed to have seen a savior, and hurried to meet him: "Ouch, Mr. Zhang!" ”

Zhang Youlin stood in front of him: "Is Bei Ziye okay?" ”

"Thanks to you, good, good, Bei Ziye is thinking about you!"

"I'll pay you a visit another day."

Steward Xu smiled: "Okay, I'll bring your words to you!" ”

Zhang Youlin turned to Yun Sheng: "Yun Sheng, how did you talk just now?" Bei Ziye is an old friend of Rong Bao Zhai, but there is a little difficulty in front of him, you go to the counter to spend some money first, and take the painting down. ”

Wang Renshan whispered a few words in Zhang Youlin's ear, and Zhang Youlin's face sank: "Okay, well, the business matters are up to Manager Wang, I won't say it, I won't say it......"

Steward Xu saw that the money in his hand flew again, and he was really unwilling, so he begged Wang Renshan again: "Manager Wang, look, the paintings have been drawn, you can give some of them, ......you can do as much as you want."

Wang Renshan took out a dollar from his pocket and put it on the counter: "Steward Xu, I'm really sorry, this is my personal little meaning, let Bei Ziye don't be too little, what about this painting, you take it back first, and then say it when someone orders the painting, Steward Xu, it's not me who refutes your face, Rong Bao Zhai's rules are set by me, if I take the lead in breaking my own rules, you say, am I embarrassed to mix in Liuli Factory?" ”

"What Manager Wang said is, I understand the rules, I understand the rules......" Steward Xu hurriedly picked up the money.

Zhang Youlin said to Zhang Xi'er: "I didn't bring any money, so I borrowed two yuan from the counter first." ”

Zhang Xier took the money and handed it to Zhang Youlin, and Zhang Youlin stuffed the money into Steward Xu's hand: "Steward Xu, I'm sorry......"

This incident made Zhang Youlin feel depressed for several days. Wang Renshan has his reasoning, how can it be a square circle if it is not a rule? Rong Bao Zhai is a shop that makes money by buying and selling, not a charity hall. But he is a nostalgic person, and he is also a warm-hearted person, although Bei Ziye's situation is obviously that he can't save the poor, but he can't stand by and watch, right? Zhang Youlin thought about it, and in the end, He Jiabi gave him a good idea. At that time, Rong Bao Zhai had used Pei Ziye's drawings to print poems for free, and now he took out these drawings and printed some of them, and paid the highest remuneration, and this matter was over.

These days, it is rumored that the Northern Expeditionary Army is going to enter the capital, which makes people panic. On this day, Wang Guowei entered the city from Tsinghua University and went to Rong Bao Zhai to buy stationery supplies, he gave Zhao Sanlong the purchase list, sat down and waited, and picked up the newspaper on the table. Looking at it, Wang Guowei frowned.

Gu Hongming swaggered in, still dragging a small pigtail behind his head, wearing a melon skin hat, wearing a wide-sleeved robe, and a cane.

Wang Guowei stood up and said, "Mr. Gu, I will be fortunate to meet you." ”

Gu Hongming returned the salute, and he was a little surprised to see Wang Guowei: "Mr. Wang, you also came to visit the glass factory?" ”

"It's rare for me to go to the city, come to Rong Bao Zhai to find a few poems, and bring some stationery supplies by the way."

Yun Sheng came over with tea: "Two gentlemen, please sit down and talk." ”

Wang Guowei and Gu Hongming sat down, Wang Guowei pointed to the newspaper with a gloomy expression: "I just saw from the newspaper that Ye Gong was shot as a 'local tyrant and inferior gentry'!" ”

Gu Hongming pondered for a moment: "Is it that Ye Dehui from Hunan?" ”

Wang Guowei nodded: "Exactly, Ye Gong is a scholar, he is good at the study of catalogs, can be in addition to the official history, has a dictatorship, takes historical materials, and opens the door for future generations to study, is a rare talent, why can he be shot at every turn?" ”

"I have read his "Shulin Qinghua" and "Shulin Yuhua", in which all the historical cases involving engraving, printing, binding, biography, collection, inscription, proofreading, etc., are all researched and extensive, and they are really excellent works......"

The two were chatting, Zhang Youlin and Zhang Xiaolu walked in, and Zhang Youlin hurriedly said: "The two Hongru are here, and they are disrespectful and disrespectful." Zhang Xiaolu also saluted the two gentlemen.

Gu Hongming looked at Zhang Youlin: "Mr. Zhang, are you coming to work?" ”

"Ah no, there's a manager here, I'm just hanging around with nothing to do."

"I can't see it, you're quite good at finding freedom!" Gu Hongming still appreciates Zhang Youlin's answer.

Zhang Youlin glanced at the newspaper on the table: "The two of you are talking about Ye Dehui, right?" ”

Wang Guowei nodded.

Zhang Youlin sat down: "It is said that Ye Gong is a man with many contradictions, and he is not used to all new changes, and a few days ago he wrote a couplet to scold the peasant revolution. ”

"Is there such a thing?" Gu Hongming looked a little surprised.

Wang Guowei picked up the newspaper: "Ye Gong's couplet is written like this: The agricultural movement is Hongkai, rice and sorghum, wheat millet and millet are all hybrids; The venue is vast, horses, cows, sheep, chickens, dogs, pigs, all of them are animals. The horizontal batch is: Bin Jian Card Puppet. ”

Zhang Xiaolu, who was standing on the side, asked Wang Guowei: "Ask Mr. Wang, what does Binjian card puppet mean?" ”

"It's just neither civil nor martial, neither big nor small, neither up nor down, no people and no ghosts."

Zhang Youlin sighed: "Lian'er is a good Lian'er, but now that the peasant revolution is gaining momentum, Ye Gong is talking so wildly, and the consequences are naturally predictable." ”

Gu Hongming "snapped" and stood up: "It's all caused by the absence of Wang Fa!" ”

Everyone present was stunned for a moment.

Gu Hongming sat down again and said indignantly: "The main reason why the current situation is chaotic, Confucianism is declining, and Sven is falling to the ground, is that there is no emperor. ”

Wang Guowei was extremely frustrated: "What Mr. Gu said is extremely true, Ye Gong is straightforward, he is in trouble because of his words, if the Northern Expeditionary Army really hits Beijing, I'm afraid it will ...... I'm not immune to this. ”

Zhang Youlin waved his hand: "No, no, Mr. Wang, you are too worried." ”

Zhao Sanlong sent over the wrapped stationery supplies, and Wang Guowei stood up: "Mr. Gu, Mr. Zhang, I will leave first." ”

Zhang Youlin and Zhang Xiaolu sent Wang Guowei outside the gate, and Zhang Youlin said: "Mr. Wang, I will not send you far, you are welcome to come again." ”

Wang Guowei also arched his hand: "Please go back." ”

The remnant sun was like blood, and Wang Guowei's back gradually disappeared into the blood-red glow. Although Zhang Youlin and Wang Guowei did not have a deep relationship, he admired this knowledgeable master of Chinese studies, and Wang Guowei's melancholy and sentimentality left an unforgettable impression on him. Zhang Youlin could not have imagined that this chance encounter was actually the farewell of him and Wang Guowei in this life - not long after, Wang Guowei threw himself into the water in the Summer Palace and died.

Song Xuan ran over panting: "Boss, Madame asked you to go home immediately, there are guests at home." ”

"Who, who's coming?"

Song Xuan gasped and sold a pass: "You'll know when you get home." ”

The silver-bearded old Mr. Huo Zhenxi was sitting in the living room of the Zhang family sipping tea calmly, Zhang Youlin strode in, happy: "Uncle Huo, why didn't you send a telegram in advance?" This caught me off guard. ”

Huo Zhenxi stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "Youlin, I just want to catch you off guard!" ”

"Let's go, I'll invite you to Xiantang to eat Lu cuisine tonight."

Huo Zhenxi waved his hand: "I'm tired of eating restaurants in Beijing, so I'll taste Jiabi's craftsmanship at home today." ”

He Jiabi came in: "Uncle Huo, the younger generation has made a few specialty dishes, please invite it." ”

The three of them came to the dining room and sat down, the table was already full of wine and food, and He Jiabi poured wine and cloth vegetables for Huo Zhenxi.

Zhang Youlin asked: "Do you have to stay in Beijing for a few days this time?" ”

Huo Zhenxi shook his head: "No, it's passing by, Youlin, my base camp is going to be transferred to Shanghai." ”

Zhang Youlin was taken aback when he heard this: "Huh? You're so old that you're catching up with fashion? What is the appeal of Shanghai's glittering places? ”

Huo Zhenxi smiled slightly: "The times are changing day by day, and the Nanjing National Government has become a trend, and for us who do business, the south will soon become a treasure land of feng shui, don't believe you." ”

"That won't make it impossible for you to fight the world again!"

"I'm active by nature, so I'm not confused with my hands and feet, and my brain is not confused, so I'll it again."

"If Youlin had your momentum, Rong Bao Zhai would have gone to Nanyang and Japan long ago." He Jiabi sandwiched a piece of elbow meat onto Huo Zhenxi's plate.

Huo Zhenxi looked at He Jiabi: "He was born in the wrong place in this life, and he trampled on such a decent shop in vain." ”

"Where do I have the interest to soak in the shop all day long? People have to be at ease when they live, right? ”

Huo Zhenxi smiled: "You, it's still the same." Youlin, let me tell you a word, to do business in China, whether it is to engage in politics or business, you have to look to the south, the revolutionary party rose from the south, the Wuchang Shouyi was also successful in the south, and the current Northern Expeditionary Army is also fighting from the south to the north...... I see, once the Northern Expeditionary Army gains power, the future government will have to move to the south, if so, Rong Bao Zhai will have to move to the south sooner or later, I don't believe you put my words here. ”

Sure enough, Huo Zhenxi really got right.