Siheyuan: I am a big capitalist after the founding of the People's Republic of China

(This book is purely fictional and any similarity is purely coincidental)

Parallel time and space.

The stormy 49 cities.

Li Zihang was sitting in a study room filled with ancient charm.

Looking at the colorful flock of birds in the birdhouse, his heart was like a deep ocean, full of worries.

He thought silently about his past these days.

Think about your choices and the path ahead.

He felt an unspeakable heaviness, as if a mountain was pressing down on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

The future he once believed in now seems full of unknowns and uncertainties.

He has no way to retreat, and he must keep going forward with determination and courage.

"Otherwise, he won't be the only one suffering then."

After seeing off the visiting guests.

The old man was in the small living room, took out a newspaper and handed it to him.

Motioned to him to look at one of the reports.

Li Zihang sat on the sofa, holding the newspaper.

The newspaper is the Magic City Daily.

The newspaper was also from five days ago.

The old man showed him a newspaper that recorded the donation made by the Li family in Shanghai.

After Feng^Zhang, he donated money to the country.

Donations, 679 houses.

Antique collectibles, twelve trucks.

Sixteen chests of gold.

It weighs 1 tons. (32 million grams, the price of gold at the time was about US dollars per ounce. Almost more than million US dollars)

The donated collection includes gold, silver and bronze coins and medals from European and American countries, totaling more than 3 pieces.

The most famous of them are,

"Song Tong Bao Pawn Ten",

"Lin'an Prefecture issued two hundred, three hundred, and five hundred wen" and so on.

An old collection of Dingxiang, a commemorative medal with a red seal and a double-headed portrait of Bismarck.

There are 241 bronze wares of various kinds, including the Houwei Square Ding of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the Xiaochen Shanzhi, the Jihou Gui, the Luhou Zun, etc.

Other 2346 cultural relics and ancient Chinese coins.

It took half a month for the Magic City Museum to count the cultural relics.

After reading all this, the old man took out another letter and asked him to read it.

Red sunflower, escaped with 7 tons of gold and the bald eagle.

Li Zihanghang saw these contents.

I had the answer in my heart. I knew what the old man meant.

So he took the newspaper and letter, sat on the sofa, and turned his head to look at the old man.

“Grandpa, our family has been forced into a corner?”

The old man smoked a cigarette and nodded.

Li Zihang: "The Li family of Magic City has a connection with us?"

The master said after flicking the ash off his cigarette.

"Hong Zhang has a younger brother named Feng, also called Zhang. He has no children, so someone in the family was adopted."

"The adopted person has the same grandfather as our family, seven generations back."

"The person who donated money to Modu is exactly this person. He was also the one who entertained us when we passed by Modu when we returned to our ancestral home in Jiangnan last time."

Li Zihang recalled the person who entertained him last time.

Said in a heavy tone.

"He is afraid~, and the people who ran away are also afraid~"

"Then the person who came today is also scared~"

Having said this, Li Zihang spoke to himself.

"Their fear has forced everyone into a corner."

"The Li family of Magic City donated their wealth. This clearly tells the upper class that we are all wealthy people."

"If you have no money, you can kill one and eat its meat."

Li Zihang came to his senses, looked at the old man and spoke.

"Is that non-partisan person here today seeking cooperation to protect himself?"

The old man asked, but didn't answer.

"Everyone is scared. Those who don't have great ambitions are only trying to protect themselves, and those who have great ambitions are also starting to move."

"The wind has begun to blow~"

The old man said after taking a deep puff of his cigarette.

"Grandson, I've told you before how my father raised me."

"There is an old saying in the past: among the 72 professions, tomb robbery is king, and among the 365 professions, antiques are king."

"These two industries are full of dangers and are also the industries that test human nature the most."

"My father had me carry bags and collect antiques in order to expose me to the evil of human nature."

"The times are not right now. I can't do antique business anymore."

"Before the strong wind blows, I plan to let you follow the old ancestor and go see the outside world."

"You should prepare yourself. I have already told you about the work in the slaughterhouse and about going to school."

"Wait until the old man has recovered, then you can follow him."

After hearing these words, Li Zihang nodded.

Then asked.

"Well, how do we deal with what's in the newspaper?"

"Even if they use us as a target in the future, we can't be the first one~"

The old man didn't say much.

He said a word with a heavy tone.

"Donate~"

Li Zihang knew the old man's attitude.

After thinking for a while, he said.

"Grandpa, don't rush to donate money. Give me half a year."

"After half a year, if there is no movement from my side, our family will donate again."

The old man looked at him and said.

"Do you have any idea about the treasure?"

Li Zihang nodded and said.

"There are some clues. The people below are looking for them."

Li Zihang thought of something and continued.

"Grandpa, even if we donate money, there should be a set of rules, right?"

"What do you think?"

The old man changed his posture, drank a sip of tea and said.

"We don't lack it. The higher-ups have recognized it."

"Based on that person's habits, they will all be wiped out in the end."

"We donate money, and we also need to donate articles."

When Li Zihang heard this, he spoke out what was in his heart.

"Can we learn from that guy and take the grassroots approach and let the people support us consciously?"

"One more thing, take the military route."

"Borrow those people living in the house, donate the money, and take the national defense route."

"We are setting up a scholarship, or building more primary schools."

"From now on, our family will have a bond with those who have sponsored us."

"It's hard to tell if there are just one or two people, but if there are a lot of people, then those who are supported by us will more or less think well of our family~"

"This way we can save both our reputation and our reputation."

"It's better than donating it for nothing!"

After listening to this, the old man looked deeply at his eldest grandson.

"Grandson, you made good points on the other two points, but if you don't handle this one point well, it will only accelerate the demise of our family."

Li Zihang was not surprised to hear this.

He knew what the old man was talking about.

"Grandpa, I understand what you mean. You are afraid that if we donate money to the army for national defense, it will touch the nerves of some people."

The old man nodded silently and said.

"The military has always been the last line of defense for those in power. Whoever touches it will die."

"I will discuss this with those people."

After the old man said this, he sighed and said.

"I used to be the one who pushed others into a corner, but I never thought that one day I would be pushed into a corner myself."

After the grandfather and grandson finished discussing the donation, they went back to look at the notebook they hadn't finished reading.

The sunshine in Sijiu City is particularly bright today.

But it cannot illuminate the darkness in people's hearts, which seems to be a irony and mockery of this world.

In this ancient city, there are a number of dilapidated courtyard houses hidden away. They are quietly located in narrow alleys, as if telling a story of history.

In a dilapidated and mottled courtyard in the south city.

The conversation between several people tells a secret historical story.

"Third brother, have you found any clues to the information I asked you to find out?"

The person who was called Lao San looked a little unnatural.

"Brother, I'm checking right now~"

"The Dhula Sutra Quilt was made into a cassock by the old monk. We have been searching for so long and only got this little information."

"How can we possibly find the whereabouts of the cassock in such a short time?"

Another person nearby told the news he had found out.

"Boss, I was drinking with a thug from a wealthy family some time ago."

"I heard from that thug that some time ago, there was a high-end underground auction in Dongcheng District."

"One of the items being auctioned was a cassock. I don't know if it's the one we're looking for."

As soon as these words came out, the listless and somewhat discouraged people instantly became excited.

"Second Widow, please tell me the details of the situation."

The man called Erguaozi recalls the memories in his mind.

He began to recount what had happened from beginning to end.

"That thug followed his master to attend a high-end underground auction."

"According to that kid, one of the robes belonged to an old monk and was sold for five big yellow croakers."

"And that cassock, according to his description, is very similar to the one we are looking for."

The leader of the group thought for a while and said.

"Whether it is true or not, we can only be sure after we get the robes."

"Who bought the cassock? Any news?"

Among this group of people, there are some with sharp minds who know what their boss is thinking.

Express your concerns.

"Brother, our funds are limited. If we want to get the robe, we have to resort to violence."

"Anyone who can enter an auction like that is not easy to mess with."

"Should we think of another way~"

Money has been a great temptation in human society since ancient times, making people fall for it. In order to pursue treasure, people will use all kinds of means.

Nanluoguxiang Street, Li Zihang’s secret residence.

A group of people were also discussing the treasure.

"My master said, let's speed up the process."

"Report the news you have received recently."

"Let's try to find some clues in these messages."

When everyone heard this, they told everything they knew.

"After the royalist divided the money, he hid it all."

"Then I made a treasure map and hid it in a special way."

"After that person's entire family was wiped out, the clues were cut off."

"However, Yuan Datou's men have been looking for the whereabouts of the treasure map."

"According to the old people who know the inside story, the treasure map has been found by Yuan Datou's men."

"Later, a group of people broke into Yuan Datou's subordinate's house in the middle of the night and slaughtered his entire family."

"But the treasure map was not found by the criminals."

"Since then, there has been no trace of the treasure."

The next person also told what he knew.

"I know who massacred Yuan Datou and his entire family."

"That group of people are also looking for that treasure."

"But that group of people have great skills, but not enough brains."

"They originally just wanted to break into that person's house and force him to hand over the treasure map."

"Unexpectedly, one of them was tempted by Yuan Datou's beauty and raped a concubine of Yuan Datou's men."

"This is a disaster. He watched his concubine being humiliated. How could he bear it? He just started to resist."

"In the end, nothing was found out. The two gangs started fighting in the yard."

"As a result, after a few of the criminals died, they became so ferocious that they simply forgot about looking for the treasure map."

"Then they slaughtered the entire family, and then there was a big commotion. The group of villains could only flee in despair."

"Later, that house became a haunted house, and no one dared to buy it."

"Until a foreigner who didn't believe in our business bought the house."