< br >Chapter 197 < br >it is said that the ancestors of the Jiang family were high-ranking officials in ancient times, and they were famous for ringing bells around Yuncheng. During the Anti-Japanese War, the Jiang family also organized folk counterattacks. During the difficult period of the founding of the people's Republic of China, the Jiang family handed over most of their possessions and set up dozens of porridge sheds in Yuncheng, which almost fed half the people of Yuncheng. < br >later, the Jiang family became rich by relying on antiques and mahogany business, and became the richest man in Yuncheng, with high prestige in Yuncheng. < br >but in recent generations of the Jiang family, people gradually withered. The owner of the previous generation, Jiang Shunwu, had only one son, Jiang Huaishu. Unfortunately, Jiang Huaishu was killed in a car accident at the age of 40, killing both his wife and his wife, leaving the Jiang family a grandson who was not yet ten years old. < br >the grandson and grandson of the Jiang family have been guarding the Jiang family for more than ten years. Unfortunately, this grandson of the Jiang family does not like doing business and has been wandering abroad, leaving only Jiang Lao to support the huge family business. < br >in recent years, Jiang Shunwu has also begun to shrink the Jiang family's business, cultivate self-cultivation, and live in seclusion. < br >it is said that Don Jiang is eccentric. If he likes something, even if it is just an ordinary tile, he will spend a lot of money to buy it, put it on the wall of his own house, and sit down under the wall every day to enjoy it. If he doesn't like it, hundreds of thousands and millions of antiques will be casually thrown to his servants and used as a bowl to feed chickens in the backyard. < br >so, Su Xi said, if Ming Zuo went to buy this pair of jade rings from Jiang Shunwu, he would not be able to buy them. < br >"I'm afraid it's not so easy to get things from the Jiang family." Ling Jiuze said quietly and looked at Su Xi. "Why do you want to go by yourself?" < br >Su Xi rolled his eyes and slowly opened his mouth. "I think I'll go there and say something nice to Father Jiang. He thinks I'm a little girl, so maybe he'll agree to sell me Yuhuan." < br >Ling Jiuzhe smiled. "you can still say nice things. Why didn't you say that to me?" < br >Su Xi took a quick look at Ming's left, his cheeks slightly hot, and he frowned gently. "Let's get down to business and don't stray from the subject." < br >Ling Jiuze smiled and told Mingzuo, "go to inquire about the place where Jiang Lao lives now, and call to ask whether Jiang Lao is convenient to see visitors now." In addition, I heard that Father Jiang likes to drink tea and prepares several boxes of good tea. " < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({}); < br >Su Xi wanted to say that wine is more useful than tea, but hesitated and left Mingzuo to prepare tea. < br >. < br >Father Jiang now lives in the old house of the Jiang family. To the southwest of Yuncheng, at the foot of the famous Qingyun Mountain, there are two ancient houses. Behind the courtyard is a large bamboo forest, and in front of the yard is a bluestone brick road, and then there is a small river flowing down the mountain. The river is crystal clear and the fish in it is one foot long. < br >before entering the house, the car walked outside, it felt leisurely ancient rhyme. < br >Ling Jiuze looked at the surrounding scenery and said, "take peace in the midst of trouble. There was such a place in Yuncheng, and this Don Jiang will really enjoy it." < br >it is true that Su Xi picks up eyebrows! < br >when the car stopped, Ming Zuo received a phone call. After hanging up the phone, he told Ling Jiuze, "Tang Boyuan left here half an hour ago and did not buy Yuhuan." < br >Ling Jiuze nodded, "knock on the door!" < br >Ming Zuo knocked on the door. Soon, the wooden door was opened with a "squeak". An old man in a dark gray long coat appeared behind the door and looked at Su Xi at first. There was a kind smile in his cloudy eyes. After a pause, he asked Ling Jiuze, "is it Mr. Ling? His Lordship is waiting for you in the vestibule. Follow me, please. " < br >the old man is the housekeeper of the house, gray-haired, Hale and hearty, with an easy manner and no sign of being a servant at all. < br >Ling Jiuze is gentle and courteous, "excuse me!" < br >"Mr. Ling, please come in!" The old man smiled, his eyes slid over Su Xi again, and then he turned and walked into the yard. < br >as soon as he entered the door, a fresh and simple breath spread out, facing a painted wall, a hand-copied veranda on both sides, a piece of purple bamboo planted in the middle of the courtyard, and a huge lotus jar. < br >< br/ >< br >

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