From Chief to Ball

One evening after the year, after dismissing the servants, Chen Jian ordered a table of food from outside, with some spirits on the table, and invited his father to have dinner together.

This is a very weird way, but Chen Siwen is still happy in his heart.Now that the servants have been dismissed, they must have something to talk about.

And this attitude is like his son telling himself that he has grown up. Although it is a bit ridiculous, it has a bit of taste.

After sitting down, Chen Jian first poured a glass of wine and made a toast.

"Father, please drink this glass of wine, I want to tell you something."

"Why do you need to drink?"

"Because this matter is a bit big. There is a saying that wine is strong and cowardly, even the weakest people in the street market, if they drink a few bowls of strong wine, they will do some bloody things. Although my father has seen Blood, but what I want to say is probably no less than your battle back then, so please drink this glass of wine."

Chen Siwen laughed, accidentally choked on his saliva, coughed continuously while laughing, his face was flushed, and asked with a smile: "Then according to you, how much wine do I have to drink to not be scared by what you said? "

"At least three."

"Okay. Before I went to the battlefield for the first time, I also drank three glasses of wine. I will listen to you today."

After finishing speaking, he poured himself a drink, and after drinking three glasses of wine, his face remained unchanged. He looked at Chen Jian who was kneeling at the head with a smile and said, "Let's talk."

"Father, do you remember what I told you about a year and a half ago when I wanted to go out to see the sea?"

"remember."

"I haven't forgotten."

Chen Siwen clapped his hands and said, "It's very good. I have to drink because you haven't forgotten this sentence. It's always good for people to have ambitions."

He drank another glass, felt inexplicably sad, put down the glass and asked, "Just for this?"

Chen Jian shook his head, and said again: "Have you heard about the orchid business in Fujian City in the past two years?"

"Of course I've heard of it. I know you've got some money recently, so you must have bought and sold those orchids, right? Why, you want to tell me that you've earned enough money to buy a sea boat, so you're leaving now?"

With a smile on his mouth, he was a little afraid to see his son nodding in his heart. As a navy, he knew too well what the sea was like, and he also knew too well that a person and a ship were nothing compared to the boundless and vast sea. as a grain of wheat in the house of the richest landowner.

Seeing Chen Jian shaking his head, he felt relieved, subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief, and unconsciously brought another glass of wine to his mouth.

"Father, I want to tell you that all the orchids in Mincheng are actually mine. I made all of these."

puff……

Chen Siwen had just drank half of the wine, and spewed it all out, his mouth grew wide, and the hand holding the wine glass didn't notice that the wine glass had tilted and spilled all the wine.

He has good ears, and a few glasses of wine are nothing to him, so he is very sober.

Hearing such words soberly, his head instantly turned into the paste of pasting peach talisman couplets during the Chinese New Year, and there was a buzzing in his head.

The most sensational thing in Mincheng this year is the sale of those orchids. People are hoarding these flowers that symbolize many beautiful things like crazy.Although he didn't participate, he also knew how many people were involved in this incident, and he knew more clearly how many families and how much money it involved.

It's just that he never thought that this matter would come from his son...

After a long time, he finally recovered, put the wine glass on the table, shook his head and said, "I can't drink it... I can't drink it anymore. You mean... you made all those orchids?"

"Yes. From the beginning of the story, to the beginning of the hundreds of pots of orchids sold at a price that is simply free, in fact, those orchids are all mine."

Chen Jian started from the beginning, and Chen Siwen listened quietly. From those dramas to deliberately getting more people involved to help him hoard the hype, Chen Siwen's head was a little bit overwhelmed.

This matter is too big, really too big, so big that it involves many businessmen and too many families in the whole city of Min. He never thought that a person with nothing could affect so many people.

After Chen Jian finished all this, Chen Siwen smiled wryly and said: "Your son is not qualified. You know how much your father drinks, but you only let me drink three glasses and listen to you. How much did you earn from it?" ?”

"Thirty thousand."

"Excellent. Why not make more money?"

"This thing cannot be eaten, cannot be drunk, and it cannot even cure that strange disease. One day people will wake up, and at that time, a potted flower may not be more expensive than a head of garlic. At that time, many people will be ruined and lose everything. I won’t let those people hate me.”

Chen Siwen reacted for a moment, and his heart was even more shocked. He stroked his chest for a long time before saying: "Yes... yes, this thing is not edible and it is not gold. It will be over one day. There will definitely be many people who will pay for everything. , when the time comes, the whole city of Fujian will be in chaos, and the chaos will be difficult to clean up. It is right to get out early."

Speaking of this, Chen Siwen suddenly remembered the people who came from the capital a few days ago, and the fact that his son seemed to be recommended by someone in the academy, so he asked: "Are you going to leave Mincheng to go to the capital? That's why you wrote something weird delivered the article to the Capital Academy?"

Chen Jian smiled and said, "Actually, it's more serious than you think."

"How to say?"

Chen Jian thought about how to explain it, and used a metaphor.

"You may not understand that subject, but the articles I submitted to the academy are not just as simple as being recommended to study in the academy. Let's put it this way...Tell me something you can imagine. The things I handed over , in that discipline, it is as if in the Navy someone had made a ship that could fly without sails and paddles!"

Chen Siwen didn't understand those weird natural things, but he was very clear about what this simple metaphor meant. He took a long breath, suppressed the shock he was accustomed to at this time, and asked with a more sober thinking than usual: "You mean...at least in this subject of the academy, your reputation will be no less than those old gentlemen?"

"almost."

Chen Siwen shook his head and said, "You're impatient, why bother to say such a big thing all at once? Isn't it better to do it step by step?"

"Father, my dream is to go out to see the sea. Once I go to the sea, it is unknown whether I can come back. So I want to say what I think. I know these things alone are useless, but Let more people know about it.”

"I want fame, just for the sake of the sea, not fame itself. The things I say, can't make money for the time being, and won't make people invest money in seemingly hopeless voyages, but they can let this discipline go. Even if I die, this subject will continue to go on, and it will get wider and wider.”

"What's the use of knowing so much knowledge? I don't think about it. Wouldn't it be better to let more people know? I want to go to the sea to see, and I don't just want to go outside the sea. , or for Huaxia. Let more people know this knowledge, and it is also for Huaxia. Like you said, if I hide it, I will actually get a lot of fame in my life, but whether you believe it or not, it is not me Wanted. This is just a means, not my purpose."

For China...

The four simple words moved Chen Siwen a little, like the raging wind in the autumn field, blowing away the tombstone buried in the mound for a long time, making Chen Siwen suddenly realize that he had thought about these four words in his heart, It's just that now these four words are engraved on the tombstone in his heart along with despair, but at this time, the dust is stirred up by his son's words.

Before despair, Chen Siwen had a dream. At that time, these four words were true.But now, after experiencing despair, these four words have decayed together with his blood—for what?There are no enemies anymore, who is Huaxia?And for whom?Are 3000 million people all Chinese?Or are some people yes and others not?

When there is no foreign enemy, all dreams that sound so passionate are meaningless, and ultimately no match for family, blood, money and power.

Chen Siwen is very clear, because when he became an officer in the navy, he had fantasized about one thing late at night...

Something that angers me when I'm young, but I look forward to when I'm older.

He had hoped and fantasized that after the war with Qi was over, there would be a hereditary system, and he could pass on everything he had to his children.Official position, status, rights... all kinds of things.

There are not a few people who have such thoughts, and those who have such thoughts have been inspired by those four words when they were young.The person is still the same person, just grown up.

Chapter 41 Want to Collude

When these four tombstone-like words were brought up again, Chen Siwen gave a wry smile, a trace of shame that suddenly woke up after being numb, and seemed to be self-deprecating.

"If you don't tell me, I will forget."

"Yeah, you forgot, I'm afraid there are more people who forgot, and even thought about how to go after that. It's just that you have rights, but some people have money and some people have guns. I didn’t go that way, but I was worried about the money, the guns, and more people who might oppose you. Have you ever thought about what it would be like if Qi was pacified and there were no more foreign enemies?”

"Of course I thought about it. Either feed us soldiers, or we will use guns to get what we want. Either we will die, or those people will die. By then we will be useless, and they don't want to have guns hanging over them Of course, there will be people who oppose us, and there will be ambitious people who will take advantage of us. I have thought that after Qi surrenders, it will not be peace forever and there will be no fights, but a bigger bloody storm will be set off. When the time comes, who knows what words will inspire people?"