Master of Karma in the Red Chamber

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jia Zhen nodded hurriedly.He was afraid that if he didn't agree, his father would get a crueler punishment in return.

"Very good, then start from tomorrow." Yan Liang specifically asked Jia Zhen to respect his teacher, and if his two masters, civil and military, dared to come to sue him, they would still deal with him according to the family law.

Jia Zhen suddenly had the feeling of being forced into a sea of ​​swords and flames.He didn't understand, his father had only been back half a month, and his life had undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before.

For the time being, Jia Zhen settled down.

Yan Liang did not forget to send a few people to monitor him secretly, and someone would report to him if there was any abnormality.

Yan Liang still often goes to the north of the city to give porridge, and sometimes anonymously donates money to some poor people.There is no noble reason for him to do good deeds, but only for himself, to alleviate the karma on his deity.

The sun is setting to the west, and today's porridge is over.

Wu Qiumao made a pot of tea for Yan Liang.

At this time, Brother Huyou, a man in a light green brocade robe, came over and sat opposite Yan Liang very politely.

Yan Liang raised his eyes and glanced at him twice. This man was about 27 or [-] years old, with a hooked nose and red phoenix eyes.The most peculiar thing is that there is only one evil cause in this person, but the retribution it brings is very appalling.

He went straight to Yan Liang, asking for a bowl of porridge.

Yan Liang got up and smiled at him, "Go back to this master, it's gone."

The man snorted coldly and said with a sneer, "Jia Jing, thank you for remembering me."

Yan Liang nodded slightly, but remained silent.He can probably guess the identity of this person, but for the sake of caution, it is safer to say less.

Seeing that Yan Liang ignored him, the man suddenly said in a gloomy tone, "Why, are you still pretending to be honest? You suddenly came back from the Taoist temple and went to this kind of place to give porridge. Is it because you have done too many bad things for peace of mind?"

Yan Liang lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Hmph, Jia Jing, don't pretend to be confused with me!" The man slapped the table hard, staring at Yan Liang coldly, "Let's wait and see!"

After all, the man went with his entourage.

Seeing this person getting into the luxury carriage and leaving, Yan Liang gave Wu Qiumao a wink and told him to follow quickly.

About half an hour later, Wu Qiumao came back on a fast horse and told Yan Liang the whereabouts of the man, Prince An's Mansion.

It goes without saying that the noble person who played tricks on him just now is the current Seventh Prince, Prince An.

Yan Liang has long deduced that there is a cause of not being king in the deity, and this cause is likely to be related to Prince Shun who was imprisoned at the beginning.Now Prince An suddenly appeared in front of him, and this Prince An seemed to be very concerned about his movements, and knew that he was serving porridge here, apparently he had sent someone to investigate him.

Yan Liang still couldn't figure out what the purpose of King An came here, nor did he know whether it was an enemy or a friend.

Wu Qiumao was really shocked when he knew the identity of the man. Seeing the master like this, he also worried.

"Next time, go to another place to serve the porridge." Yan Liang said indifferently, then asked Wu Qiumao to pack up, and they went to see the shop.

Among the shops for sale collected by Wu Qiumao last time, Yan Liang chose the one with the best ground floor, and the opposite door was Zhuangyuan Building, the No. [-] restaurant in the capital.

When Yan Liang arrived at the place, he saw a fat man standing across the street, staring at him for some reason.Later, Wu Qiumao whispered to him that it was the shopkeeper of the opposite building, and Yan Liang finally understood.

After entering the Guangyuan Building, Yan Liang walked up and down and was very satisfied, so he decided to buy it.When the original homeowner heard this, he almost cried with joy, and immediately said that he could go through the formalities now and transfer the deed.

Yan Liang was suddenly pulled by Wu Qiumao's sleeve.

Wu Qiumao led his master to a secluded place, and carefully said: "Master may not know, this shop is a dead end, and no one can manage it. The shopkeeper of the Zhuangyuan Building opposite is a bully, and he has already let the word go out." No one can buy this shop but him. Let's look elsewhere, sir!"

"I only like this one."

Yan Liang turned around and paid for the store.

The old shopkeeper took the money, tears streaming down his face, and after thanking Yan Liang a thousand times, he said happily: "I can finally take the money and bring my wife and children back to my hometown. Thank you, sir!"

The old shopkeeper turned to leave, but was stopped by Yan Liang, "You should go through the back door, Qiu Mao, you take someone to escort him."

The old shopkeeper reacted, nodded hurriedly, bowed gratefully to Yan Liang, and carefully took the bank note on his chest to go.

Yan Liang went up to the second floor, opened the window and looked at the Zhuangyuan Building opposite.Standing at the gate of the Zhuangyuan Building was a big fat man with a round face and a chubby body, with his hands pinching his waist, looking this way aggressively.

Not long after, Wu Qiumao came back and reported to Yan Lianghui: "He was nicknamed Fatty Wang San. He turned out to be a kidnapper. He made a fortune in the skin and meat business. Later, he washed his hands in the gold basin and opened this champion building in the capital. This man knows how to make money." He is also very good at business, and has made friends with many dignitaries, and the Ninth Prince Kang Wang is a frequent visitor to his family."

"Inquiry is very detailed." Yan Liang was very satisfied with what he heard, and praised Wu Qiumao for handling things properly.

Wu Qiumao was very worried, "Sir, you chose to open a shop opposite such a shop, can you really enjoy it?

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"I can't eat it now, but one day I will be able to eat it." Yan Liang glanced at the fat man Wang San, and a tricky smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Fatty Wang San over there noticed the movement, and suddenly raised his neck to look at the second floor of Guangyuan Building. When he saw Yan Liang and the others, he suddenly changed his face, swayed his body and walked this way.

Wu Qiumao: "Master, it's not good. Look at that man's eyes, as if he intends to kill us."

Yan Liang took Wu Qiumao downstairs.

Fatty Wang San rolled up his sleeves and walked around in the lobby, shouting, "Zhang, get out!"

"There is no one named Zhang here." Yan Liang said.

Fatty Wang San looked at Yan Liang strangely, "Are you looking at the shop? I advise you, don't look at this shop, because I have already taken a fancy to it!"

"You are too late, my master has already bought this shop." Wu Qiumao said angrily.

"What! Well, your surname is Zhang, and you actually offended me once." Fatty Wang San asked angrily where the old shopkeeper of Guangyuan Building had gone, and when he learned that he had already left, he became even more angry and pinched his waist. He said to Yan Liang, "Then you, hurry up and sell the shop to me, the master only pays 500 taels!"

"500 taels? It's too little for you. Every inch of land in Xianghe Street is expensive." Wu Qiumao objected.

"Hmph, if you don't sell it, you won't even earn a penny from this shop, you can only rot in your hands!" Fatty Wang San snorted coldly and rolled his eyes, announcing loudly.

Yan Liang smiled: "Then thank you, Shopkeeper Wang, for reminding me."

Fatty Wang San rubbed his chin, and then he looked at Yan Liang, who was eye-catching, "I think you are a gentleman, you should be a reasonable person. Don't blame me for speaking straight. Those who know current affairs are Junjie. You take a step back, and everyone is happy. I, Fatty Wang San, will still remember your kindness in the future! But if you don’t listen and insist on guarding this dilapidated shop, don’t blame me, Fatty Wang San, for being ruthless!"

"Okay." Yan Hao sat down with a smile and poured him a cup of tea.

Wang Sanpang stared at Yan Liang's hand holding the teacup, deliberately giggled, and disgusted him: "I see your hand is quite beautiful, slender and fair, more beautiful than women's, and I can't help but want to touch it."

After saying that, Fatty Wang San stretched out his hand to touch it, but Yan Liang turned over the hot tea, and the tea splashed on Fatty Wang San's hand.

"I'm burning to death! You did it on purpose!" Fatty Wang San changed his face and stared at Yan Liang.

"It's just each other." Yan Liang said.

Fatty Wang San was so angry that he asked for his name aggressively.

"Yan Liang, right?" Fatty Wang San had never heard of this name before, and he expected that the other party was a small person, and his momentum was even stronger. I, Fatty Wang San, bumped into you, and you were unlucky. I, Fatty Wang San, swear here, if you can open this shop for three days, I will take your surname!"

Yan Liang smiled, stretched out his hand and dropped the previous teacup, "It's dirty."

Fatty Wang San's face turned into a pig's liver color, he was panting with anger, and the fat on his body trembled.He was so angry that he raised his fist and was about to hit him, "Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!"

Yan Liang raised his head to meet him, with a smile in his cold eyes.