Great Imperial Merchant

Yang Zhongyuan silently followed behind Yang Ping, carefully looking at the house full of his childhood memories.The Yang family is not the most famous family in Los Angeles, but the family is well-off and has been dealing in antique jade wares for generations, so it can be considered a respectable and wealthy family.

Since his grandfather's generation moved into Zixin Lane, he has never left for decades.

The first ten years of Yang Zhongyuan's life were spent in this alley with carved beams and painted pillars.

But now when I return to the old house of the Yang family, the pavilions, towers and pavilions are still there, and the past is vivid in my memory, but things have long changed. Everything that belongs to Yang Zhongyuan has been obliterated by 14 years, and it is difficult to see any traces.

Yang Zhongyuan followed Yang Ping around the beautiful peony garden in the front yard, and turned around to see the tall and majestic main hall of the Yang family.

When he was at home, there was no garden here.Yang Zhongyuan felt empty in his heart. He couldn't tell how it felt, but it was extremely uncomfortable.

Yang Zhongyuan knew that this place was no longer his home since he knew brother Kun's attitude yesterday, and now that the facts were so clearly in front of him, even after struggling in the deep palace for more than ten years, he still felt uncomfortable.

In Yang Ping's memory, this young young master has always been the one who talks the most. He is naughty and cute, and can be very noisy. He has never been so quiet for a long time since he was a child.

He turned his head and caught a glimpse of the quiet and handsome face of the young master who had already grown into a young man. It was easy to see the sadness and nostalgia in his red eyes.

The little boy left home and the boss returned, but now the young master has returned to his hometown, but his childhood home has changed.

Thinking of this, Yang Ping paused, turned around and said hesitantly: "Young master, the old man has already..."

Hearing this, Yang Zhongyuan showed deep sadness on his face, and he said intermittently: "Uncle Ping, I couldn't come in yesterday, the porter must have said something wrong, I know my brother has been friendly to me since childhood He won't drive me out... Later I asked about the family situation in the inn, but I didn't expect my father to..."

When he said this, he was almost choked up and could not continue. Yang Ping hurriedly comforted him: "Young master, don't be too sad. Speaking of which, the old man has been gone for many years... Master, he... and the second master, you will wait later No matter what you hear, don't take it to heart."

Yang Zhongyuan sneered from the bottom of his heart, but on his face he already made a posture of wanting to cry without tears: "How could I, my father is gone, and my brother is also my relative, Uncle Ping, don't worry, where these years... I have changed, I promise to be obedient and not cause any trouble for the family."

What he said was true, and his eyes gradually filled with sorrow. Yang Ping watched him grow up, and felt sorry for him leaving home when he was young.With these few words, he has already seen Yang Zhongyuan's change. How can anyone treat that place?Back then, the old man lard was so confused that he made his own flesh and blood suffer for so many years. Now he finally returned home alive, but at home...

Yang Ping didn't dare to think about it. Although he was a housekeeper, he couldn't change the opinions of his masters at will. He only thought that if he had to, he could help him at least so that the blood of the Yang family would not be left on the streets.

The two of them had already reached the main hall while they were talking, and the Yang family was quiet at this moment, including the garden in the front yard, Yang Zhongyuan didn't see any of his servants along the way.

Is this going to be private?Or did his elder brother Kun have some more crooked thoughts?

Yang Zhongyuan didn't know, but he was no longer the foolish boy who obediently left home after being told by his father when he was a child. Now he is no longer afraid of anything he faces.

When he returns home now, he has only one purpose, which is to find his father.

He couldn't imagine what kind of life would be waiting for his father once his father passed away.

Yang Zhongyuan tightly clenched his fists hidden in his long sleeves. To this day, he has nothing to be afraid of because of his feelings and reason.

In this way, Yang Zhongyuan calmly followed Yang Ping into the main hall. He did not sit down hastily, but just stood in the center of the hall with Yang Ping, timidly looking around: "It's been more than ten years, and this place is still the same."

The main sitting tables in the main hall of the Yang family are all made of mahogany, and they are very elegantly placed in the clean and tidy hall. With Yang Zhongshan's character, he will definitely not change it.

Hearing what he said, Yang Ping was even more worried about his current personality.If the young master is still the same as when he was a child, maybe there will be a good result today.

An old man and a young man were standing stupidly with different thoughts, when they heard a voice singing from the backyard: "The two masters are here!"

The corners of Yang Zhongyuan's eyes twitched. It's a shame for an ordinary commoner to imitate high-ranking officials and aristocrats.He was afraid that the expression on his face would be too mocking, so he quickly lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and looked very panicked.

After thinking about the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, Yang Zhongyuan heard a faint voice from the direction of the host: "Look up and let me have a look. Over the years, people have pretended to be my brother every day. I am afraid of being blackmailed."

Yang Zhongyuan frowned. Back then, he was young and left the house through the side door the day after his father gave the order, but he didn't know how the Yang family told the public about his disappearance.

He took a deep breath, trying to think about his father's hard work these years, and finally left traces of moisture in his eye sockets.

"Brother..." The next moment, he suddenly raised his head, his face was covered with tears.

Yang Zhongshan, who was sitting in the main seat, was stunned for a moment. He looked at the sad and excited young man in front of him in disbelief. The blood between relatives told him intuitively that that was really his younger brother.

"Zhongyuan...you are still back." After a while, he said in a low voice with a complicated face.

In fact, the two brothers were not close since they were young. Yang Zhongshan hated his father for having a child with a servant, and took good care of him, and Yang Zhongyuan would not take the initiative to talk to this indifferent elder brother.Although the two of them were a few years apart, they didn't know each other very well.

Counting now, Yang Zhongshan is already in his thirties. After these years, the youth and youth on his face have been replaced by years, leaving only a cold and tough face.

When Yang Zhongyuan blinked his eyes full of tears and looked at his brother, Yang Zhongshan was also looking at him.

To be honest, he really didn't expect Yang Zhongyuan to come back alive.Yang Zhongshan was already 16 years old when he arrived. Under the strict education of his father for many years, he was sensible very early, and he had his own views on going to the palace to be a servant.

His younger brother is young and cute at best, naive and naughty at worst. If a person like him enters the palace, there will only be one end.

But at that time, his father was blinded by the bigger illusion of wealth and glory in his heart. Yang Zhongshan didn't say a word to save his younger brother even though he knew that his father had instigated the matter.

In his opinion, it is better for the younger brother born in this family to leave home early, so as not to upset him.

Time flies, and 14 years have passed in a blink of an eye. Now Yang Zhongyuan has grown into a young man. When he looked at himself sadly, Yang Zhongshan could find some of his father's youthful appearance from his face.

At that time, he was the only child in the family, and his father didn't have a "brother" who couldn't make it to the stage. His father's voice and smile were always engraved in his heart, which made him a little dazed the moment he saw Yang Zhongyuan.

It has to be said that Yang Zhongyuan inherited the best qualities of his parents. He is slender, with black hair, and a handsome face with deep sadness and sadness at the moment, and Yang Zhongshan didn't say a word for a while.

Yang Zhongyuan also knew that his appearance had played a role, he quickly wiped away his tears, and flinched: "Brother, I miss you so much, I..."

"Hmph, don't bark, little brother, who is your brother?" Another man sitting next to Yang Zhongshan suddenly spoke up. His voice was very cold, which made Yang Zhongyuan shiver.

Yang Zhongyuan pretended to be terribly frightened. He turned his head and looked at the man with wet eyes like a puppy.

The righteous gentleman of Yang Zhongshan, the youngest son of the Confucian family in Zhongshui City, is really outstanding in appearance.It's a pity that a pair of eyes are always half-drooped to look at people, adding a bit of meanness.

Seeing Yang Zhongyuan looking at him, he snorted coldly again, scaring Yang Zhongyuan down quickly.

It's just that, Yang Zhongyuan lowered his head and thought, and he had completely eliminated the sadness in his heart.

He could see that his elder brother Kun clearly didn't want him to enter the house, but no matter what they said, he had to enter this door today.Daddy is still here, he can't leave at all.

"Minhua, he is my younger brother..." Yang Zhongshan finally spoke after having a cup of tea in the main hall.

Kong Minhua was taken aback by this sentence, he really didn't expect this to be the real master.In the next second, his single-skinned eyes narrowed, the Lord...but he can't come back.

"Brother, how have you been all these years?" Yang Zhongyuan asked in a soft voice.

Yang Zhongshan wasn't quite used to the timid appearance of his domineering younger brother, but he still said, "I'm fine, my father... passed away five years ago, and now I'm in charge of the Yang family."

After he finished speaking, a pair of phoenix eyes exactly like Yang Zhongyuan stared at him carefully, as if trying to see some other emotion from his face.But after a while, he was a little disappointed. This younger brother seemed to have really become timid and cowardly. Hearing the news of his father's death, he just touched his eyes and shed tears, unable to speak.

"Okay, don't cry, let's get acquainted, this is my Zhengjun, you can call him Brother Kun." Yang Zhongshan seemed dissatisfied with his tendency to cry, he took Kong Minhua's hand beside him, and said to him lightly. said the younger brother.

Yang Zhongyuan was shaken by what he said, and quickly wiped away the tears on his face. He looked very pitiful at the moment, and called Kong Minhua like a kitten: "Brother Kun..."

Kong Minhua hated his appearance very much. There was such a little dad in his family who used to act coquettishly and cry. His father liked him so much, it was really disgusting.

"Well, since you came back and called me Brother Kun again, Brother Kun wants to talk to you about the family affairs."