Great Imperial Merchant

Because he wanted to move out of Yang's house quickly, Yang Zhongyuan was very nervous every day. He visited the one he wanted to rent in Xueta Lane, and went to the largest grocery store nearby.

When he and his father came out from the Yang family, they probably wouldn't be able to bring anything with them.

Fortunately, the things in the shop here are very common, and the prices are not too expensive.Yang Zhongyuan didn't talk nonsense, and directly ordered the pots, pans, pans, bedding and quilts. Since he couldn't take them away and had no place to put them, he paid the money first and said that he would pick them up in a few days.

The owner of the shop was a very kind uncle. He asked him if he was going to move here. Yang Zhongyuan replied that he would come over to open a food stall. The boss immediately became interested and said that he could introduce him to buy tables, chairs, benches and dishes for the shop.

Anyway, in the future, he would also live in this alley, and Yang Zhongyuan also wanted to earn more favors, so he readily agreed, saying that he would come back the day after tomorrow.

After finishing this series of tasks, it was almost noon, he hurried to the entrance of the alley, glanced at the teahouse, saw that Cheng Weizhe was not in the shop, and walked home without looking back.

It doesn't matter if he's not here, Yang Zhongyuan sighed, and walked into the door of the Yang family.

Now the concierge wouldn't stop him, but he didn't seem too enthusiastic. Yang Zhongyuan went back to the West Wing with ease.

This day, he ran all morning and was sweating all over. Yang Zhongyuan simply took a bath after lunch, and walked to the back house with his wet hair covered.

Anyway, it was summer, so he wasn't afraid of getting sick.

There is a small garden between the west chamber and the back house. There are quite a few servants at the moment. Seeing Yang Zhongyuan walking towards the courtyard gate with a worried face, they all put down their work and watched him in a daze.

They had been told a long time ago that there was a guest in the West Wing, as long as the request was not excessive, he would give him whatever he wanted.But Yang Zhongyuan is really good-natured, he fetches the food by himself, washes the clothes by himself, he can't lift except the bath water, in short, he is absolutely capable and unambiguous, he never orders the servants of the Yang family.

But it's his business not to control him, so it's not okay to wander around like this.

Seeing that Yang Zhongyuan was about to go to the gate of the courtyard, a young man in charge came over to stop him: "Master, you are not allowed to enter the back house."

Yang Zhongyuan was stunned watching him, and then his face was filled with boundless sadness, his eyes turned red, and he said in a low voice: "My surname is Yang, and this is my home."

The steward was also stunned, not knowing how to react for a long time.

But Yang Zhongyuan had always acted useless and weak in the Yang family's inner house, he couldn't just walk past the steward and go back to the back house, so he had to stare blankly at him face to face.

When a gust of wind blew, Yang Zhongyuan suddenly felt a chill spreading from his wet hair. His eyes flashed, and he suddenly turned and walked towards the rockery in the garden.

It seemed to be very nostalgic, but also very sad. In just a moment, Yang Zhongyuan began to stare at the rockery and burst into tears, muttering in his mouth: "When I was four years old, my father took me and my brother to fly a kite, but unfortunately the kite didn't fly. , hanging on this rockery, my brother helped me take it down."

He said, stroking the rockery while crying silently, the servants beside him were already frightened, and didn't know why he was doing this.

Yang Zhongyuan lay down on the rockery and cried for a while, then went to the peony bush next to him and sat down on the ground: "When I was seven years old, the teacher in the school asked me to write a poem about peony. I couldn't write it. I asked my father, I was read for a day, and later my brother kindly lent me a copy of his childhood homework, so I didn’t get scolded by my husband.”

He spoke louder and sadder, and after a while he burst into tears, crying, "Father, why are you gone? Why can't you wait for Zhongyuan to come home and take a look at you? You tried your best to come back, but why didn't you wait for me?"

The servants in the garden were all stunned. They watched Yang Zhongyuan cry in one hole and change to another, but no one dared to stop him.

After all, they don't even know who he is, how can they persuade him!

When Yang Zhongshan and Kong Minhua got the letter and arrived, what they heard was Yang Zhongyuan's last sentence, "Father, why didn't you wait for me to go home". He cried loudly and sounded really sad.Although his father had passed away for a long time, but in the end it was Yang Zhongshan, the eldest son, who followed the sick bed to take care of him. Facing such a scene, he couldn't help being aroused by him a little bit of sadness about his father's early death.

Kong Minhua saw that Yang Zhongshan's usual deserted face also showed sadness, his eyes flashed, he hurriedly stepped forward to help Yang Zhongyuan up, and directly wiped his tears with the good snow gauze sleeves.

"Good boy, you are like this, it makes brother Kun feel sad, good boy, let's go back to the room and talk about it."

He is a little taller than Yang Zhongyuan, although he is very thin, but he is quite strong, his hands are holding Yang Zhongyuan's arm firmly, making him unable to get away for a while.

For a moment, Yang Zhongyuan glanced at his brother's expression in a hurry, so he cried again: "Brother, brother, it's been more than ten years, I miss you very much."

Hearing his words, Yang Zhongshan's expression moved, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind at that moment, but only the golden luster of the ingot was frozen in the final frame.

Man made money and birds died for food. He didn't disregard family affection, but chose the best path for himself and his husband and children.Besides, it's not that he has no arrangements for this younger brother, he will not ask him to leave empty-handed.

After Yang Zhongshan figured it out, he also went forward to support Yang Zhongyuan, and comforted him in a low voice: "Zhongyuan, let's go back and talk about it, don't cry, if father knows, he won't feel at ease over there."

Hearing what he said, Yang Zhongyuan suddenly relaxed all the strength in his body, closed his eyes, and let the last tear in his eyes flow down his cheeks.

This is his own brother, hehe, it's ridiculous.

Seeing that Yang Zhongyuan was no longer crying, Yang Zhongshan and Kong Minhua looked at each other, they both breathed a sigh of relief, and took Yang Zhongyuan back to the West Chamber after a while.

Because the two masters of Yang's mansion were in Yang Zhongyuan's room, the servants in the west wing rarely got up diligently, serving tea and refreshments, and within a short while, the room was filled with the fragrance of Wei Lu .

Kong Minhua waved his hand, and the two servants backed out very swiftly, and closed the door intimately.

Yang Zhongyuan had calmed down now, he looked at his elder brother Kun timidly with his red eyes open, as if he was very embarrassed.

Kong Minhua had a stiff smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to pour tea for all three of them, and then said softly, "Brother, why are you doing this today? It's not good to cry when you're such an adult."

younger brother?It's not that he doesn't know Yang Zhongyuan's name, but he just doesn't want to call him. It seems that his name is not that important, and his status is just a "younger brother".

Yang Zhongyuan lowered his head, clutching the frayed sleeves tightly in his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "I went to the garden today, thinking, thinking of my childhood, and thinking of my father's passing away, I didn't even see him for the last time. I feel very sad, so..."

The boy in the west wing was busy serving tea and snacks for the gentlemen, but no one brought him a basin of hot water to wipe his face, so there were tears on his face, which made him look very pitiful.

Kong Minhua glanced lightly at Yang Zhongshan, Yang Zhongshan immediately understood what her husband meant, coughed lightly and said, "Zhongyuan, you are already 24, you are an adult, don't run into the garden and cry in front of servants next time, you It's the master, it's too embarrassing."

I am the master?Thank you for saying it!I am the master living in the guest room?I am the master, I wash clothes and take food by myself?I'm the master and I've been home for two days, and I can't even see my father?What a good excuse to fight.

Yang Zhongyuan lowered his head firmly, not letting the two "brothers" see how ferocious his expression was.

"I see. I'm sorry brother. I didn't mean it. I just miss my father."

Hearing him mentioning daddy, Kong Minhua narrowed his eyes suddenly, and before the matter was settled, the father and son must not be allowed to meet each other.

His thoughts were very heavy, and he thought of an excuse in a moment: "Your father is praying in the Buddhist hall, and he will come out after 49 days of recitation. He has only entered for a few days now. Brother, please wait patiently. When your father comes out, he will definitely call you See you."

After hearing this, Yang Zhongyuan hurriedly raised his head and looked at him expectantly, while Yang Zhongshan beside him smiled at him faintly and nodded slightly.

After all, it is a partner who has slept in the same bed for many years. Kong Minhua still understands the thoughts of this husband-in-law. This expression in his eyes is an affirmation of his previous reflection.He knew that he was right, so he put in more effort: "Now Daddy is also praying with him, and he doesn't let you live in the back house, because he is afraid of disturbing the two old people. Brother, you have to endure this month, and then you Brother Kun must tidy up your original yard in the back house and tell you to move in comfortably."

This brother Kun is really good at deceiving people. If he was really the ignorant Yang Zhongyuan when he was young, he would have firmly believed what he said a long time ago.

But he was no longer who he used to be.

After more than ten years of life in the palace, not to mention reborn, he has changed his face after all. Apart from the Yang family blood on his body, he has already become another person.

He could be ten-year-old Yang Zhongyuan, or 24-year-old Yang Pingxi. Look, this name was given to him by the current emperor, which is really auspicious.

"Brother Kun, you are really a good person, I will listen to you." After Yang Zhongyuan said that, he smiled reassuringly.

Only then did Yang Zhongshan open his mouth: "It's been hard for you these past few years. I'll ask the tailor to come over and cut some clothes for you later. It will look more decent."

Today Yang Zhongyuan ran into the garden and yelled so much. Although the new servants didn't know the origin of this young master Yang, the old people must have heard of it. If Yang Zhongyuan still went out wearing such clothes, it would be him and Kong Minhua's face lit up.He understands the truth that the big ingots come from the small money first.

Yang Zhongyuan hurriedly waved to his brother: "No need, this dress looks good."

After he finished speaking, he paused again, and asked expectantly: "Brother, I heard that the two little nephews are smart and good boys, can you let me meet them?"