Great Imperial Merchant

Cheng Weizhe and Cheng He only moved here after Lin Shaofeng passed away. At that time, Cheng Weizhe had already held the crowning ceremony, so no one dared to move when they moved.Even though he is not at home often now, because Cheng He rarely goes out, Ermao was always there before, so no one came to steal chickens and dogs.

He walked around the front yard where Cheng He lived, and went straight to the side house where he lived in the back yard.

Yang Zhongyuan looked around, feeling more and more incomprehensible about Cheng He.Moving from a good place to a bad place is asking for trouble.

Cheng Weizhe unlocked the door lock of the side room, he stretched out his hand and pushed, and the wooden door creaked.

Because no one came to live in it for a long time, the sunlight penetrated into the house through the crack of the door, allowing people to clearly see the flying dust.

"Oh, Ermao has been living in the tea shop recently?" Yang Zhongyuan pulled Cheng Weizhe back, and walked in first after the room was less choking.

"Well, he has been learning tea in Qili Village. He hasn't been back to Danluo for a while, and he was asked to help in the tea shop recently. In my house, no matter how careless they are, they don't dare to understand my stuff." Cheng Weizhe came in After taking a look around, seeing that the room was still the same as when he left, he felt relieved.

The Cheng family neglected him, and the servants didn't care, but everyone knew that he was not easy to mess with.

If he moved his things, there would be no good fruit to eat.Even Cheng He hated people with unclean hands and feet. With him around, Cheng Weizhe's belongings in Cheng Weizhe's house were finally saved.

Yang Zhongyuan stood in the main room and looked around in circles, and immediately uttered a series of awkward words: "The sleeper on your desk is made of huanghuali, and it seems that the material is high-quality rosewood. The pen on the edge of the sleeper Washing, but it is Ru porcelain from the previous dynasty, judging from the shape and structure, it may be from the official kiln."

After he finished speaking, he paused, glanced at Cheng Weizhe a little proudly, then turned and pointed to the table in his bedroom: "The decoration on the table is South China Sea red coral, I saw one in the imperial study, but it's better than this It is much bigger, and its appearance is also very unique. This one is only above average. The calligraphy and painting on the wall are Miyunting’s Dongmei Yingxue. Judging from the paper and framed style, it should be an authentic work.”

As soon as he said this rudely, he talked about playing piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and ornaments all over again. Cheng Weizhe grew up in Cheng's family since he was a child. He naturally knows how many good things are stored in his house, but he is a little surprised that Yang Zhongyuan can see it with just one glance. Thoroughly.

But his smug look is very attractive, Cheng Weizhe didn't wait for him to continue to show off, he pulled him into his arms, and kissed him hard: "You, I can only see you like this from now on."

Yang Zhongyuan really didn't expect him to come here suddenly, he kissed him suddenly, he was a little dazed, and finally heard him say this sentence, he couldn't laugh or cry: "What's the matter, am I shameless?"

Cheng Weizhe shook his head, and kissed again: "No, I'm afraid that you will be snatched away by others, then I'm really going to cry to death."

"Haha, you, well, don't get bored, hurry up and pack what you can take away." Yang Zhongyuan pushed him and said with a smile.

No matter who heard such words, I am afraid that the mood will be extremely good.

Cheng Weizhe got the order, and immediately found some clothes from the closet, Yang Zhongyuan went over to pick and choose, found some that were easy to wear and didn't make too much noise, and wrapped them in the clothes.

Cheng Weizhe doesn't like those gorgeous things, but where he lives, there are many hairpins and bracelets that Lin Shaofeng prepared for him in his early years.There are also a few pieces of jade pendants and jade rings, but they are not reserved for him, and he is told to give them to his partner in the future.

These things are very easy to carry and not heavy, Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan are nimble, and within a short time, they packed a moderate burden. When outsiders saw it, they only knew it was clothes and quilts, and they would not think of other things.

After everything was finished, Yang Zhongyuan sat down beside Cheng Weizhe's carved bed in boredom: "Do you want to be these or keep them for yourself? After all, Uncle Feng left them for you. In the future, we will do big business, and these can also support you." It’s better to keep it to support the scene.”

When Cheng Weizhe put the jade pendant just now, he was actually carrying Yang Zhongyuan behind his back, so Yang Zhongyuan didn't see it either. Since it was for his partner, he naturally had to find a good day to give it to him in a serious manner. It would be very disrespectful for him to see it.

"Well, it's fine to keep it, but the money I saved in my hand is just right to buy a shop. When we arrive in Quzhou, we have to buy a big house to live in. Why don't I come back a few times recently? The decorations in this house are all It’s not what my father likes, and I can save some money if I become one.”

Seeing him sitting on his bed very casually, Cheng Weizhe suddenly felt itchy in his heart.He walked over to lean next to Yang Zhongyuan, and leaned against him, shoulder to shoulder, holding hands.

"You, do you think I have no money?" Yang Zhongyuan laughed out loud, and he cracked Cheng Weizhe's fingers one by one, looking very relaxed.

Thinking that his future partner had already made good plans for both of their lives, his heart also warmed up, and his whole body was filled with indescribable comfort.

Probably this is the feeling of the connection of minds, the harmony of the piano and the instrument.

Cheng Weizhe looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Isn't it?"

He always felt that it was not easy for Yang Zhongyuan to live in the palace. Although it was true at the beginning, things after that were not as he thought.

And Yang Zhongyuan, who are out of the palace, cannot talk about royal affairs at will.The royal family represents the highest power in Daliang, which is the decency and dignity of the country. Naturally, the common people should not know about the pickling in the palace.

In the early years, there were also ignorant palace people who gossiped, but the government is not deaf. If anyone knows one, they will be caught and sent to prison immediately, and they will never see the light of day again in this life.

After hearing too many rumors, the palace people naturally learned how to be good. No matter what the family members asked after leaving the palace, they would not say a word.Say less and make less mistakes, that's the truth.

However, Cheng Weizhe is more measured than Yang Zhongyuan in many things.Yang Zhongyuan thought for a while, turned his head to look at Cheng Weizhe, and suddenly bent his back.

Cheng Weizhe only looked at his simple movements, and his whole body became dull, his face looked very low-browed and pleasing to the eye, and he didn't seem to be flamboyant at all: "Shi Bi, the Lord had a bad appetite yesterday, remember to invite the imperial physician today Come on, make something easy to digest and present. If you can't do it today, you can wait until you go back to the palace tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, his expression suddenly became more sincere and fearful, and his voice trembled: "Uncle Yang, Shibi realizes his mistake, I must work hard today, and I am sure I will satisfy you."

Cheng Weizhe was surprised to see him playing two roles by himself, with very different expressions and movements. It took him a long time to recover, and asked cautiously: "Xiao Yuan, I think you are not doing an errand in the imperial dining room, but going to sing an opera. Bar?"

Yang Zhongyuan was about to say a few more words for him to analyze by himself, but Cheng Weizhe teased him so unscrupulously, he couldn't hold back any longer, and burst out laughing "puchi".

He breathed a sigh of relief, and the posture he had just put up just now dissipated, and now he has changed back to the little boss Cheng Weizhe is familiar with.

"You're only an opera singer. We can't talk about things in the palace, but you can guess it, right? Do you think I'm a badass?" Yang Zhongyuan raised his eyebrows, looked at Cheng Weizhe and said confidently.

"Oh, my family Xiao Yuan is the most powerful, he must be the chief executive who acts vigorously and resolutely." Cheng Weizhe patted his head and smiled softly.

When he said that, he actually didn't believe it in his heart.Although he hadn't heard much about the affairs in the palace, he also knew how difficult life was for the young servant who had just arrived at home.The Cheng family is still a face-saving family, and they are not too strict with the servants, but if they are oppressed layer by layer, one can imagine what kind of life the bottom people live.

As for the palace, it was naturally a hundred times more difficult than ordinary people like them.

Even if it was like Yang Zhongyuan's performance, he was able to get a job in charge when he was in his teens or twenties, but it didn't mean that the hardships in the previous few years were not counted.

He didn't say it, but Cheng Weizhe remembered it for him.

"So," Yang Zhongyuan narrowed his eyes and smiled like a satisfied fox, "I'm also very rich. When the time comes, you buy a store and I buy a house. That's the deal."

Seeing him like this, Cheng Weizhe felt like he couldn't control his hands and feet. Anyway, he was in his own room, so he didn't want to bear it anymore, hugged him tightly, and exchanged a lingering kiss with him.

As their relationship grew stronger, the intimacy between the two gradually increased.

It didn't take much time for Yang Zhongyuan to go from being embarrassed at the beginning to facing it calmly now.

He likes Cheng Weizhe, and Cheng Weizhe likes him too. It's only normal for them to express their inner thoughts like this.

Anyway, he was in his own room, so Cheng Weizhe was a little presumptuous this time, and instead of wrapping his hands around Yang Zhongyuan's waist obediently, he walked up and down.

Yang Zhongyuan still remembered that they were out to do something, and after letting him go for a while, he finally pushed him: "Okay, I still have things to do later."

Cheng Weizhe tilted his head, and gently bit his ear: "What if it's all right?"

His voice was deep and mellow, Yang Zhongyuan's ears turned red immediately, but he still gritted his teeth and pushed him again: "We are not married yet, what do you want to do?"

"I think..." Cheng Weizhe's voice was very low, he leaned close to Yang Zhongyuan's ear, and said something that only the other party could hear.

To be honest, Cheng Weizhe is more scrupulous when he is in the noodle shop, there are seniors and younger ones.Now that there are only the two of them in the room at this moment, he is naturally a little speechless.

Yang Zhongyuan was blushed by his thick skin, and finally stood up and glared at him: "Mr. Cheng, it's important to be serious."

"Okay, let's do serious things. Let's talk about the unscrupulous things next time when we have time." Cheng Weizhe smiled and picked up the bag. He opened the window and glanced at the sky outside. Seeing that it was indeed time, he took Yang Zhongyuan out together. up the yard.

Cheng Weizhe was very thoughtful. He was worried that something might happen to the engagement banquet later, so he went directly to the concierge at the gate and threw the burden to the concierge: "I have to take some winter clothes with me. Please show me carefully, sir. One thing for you is to ask."

The concierge was also relatively timid, and he was fooled by him, so he hurriedly helped him hide the baggage in the innermost cabinet in the concierge, and then said very seriously: "Don't worry, the young master, the young one is always there, no Lost."

Cheng Weizhe snorted coldly, and was about to go to the main hall with Yang Zhongyuan, but unexpectedly a voice stopped Yang Zhongyuan: "Zhongyuan?"