Lost and Spy

Chapter 188 Meet the old man

Du Mingshan has been a little irritable these days.

He has never been able to get the position he wanted, and he just hung up a vacant position without any rights in his hands. This was something he couldn't bear as he regarded himself as an important minister of the Qing Dynasty.

Something happened to my second son Du Zhenxian's business. The goods were robbed, and the gendarmerie captain was chasing debts behind his back.

I will definitely not take out the money.

Apart from being willing to spend a lot of money on antiques, he regards money as his life in the rest.

Antiques can increase in value and can be passed down from generation to generation.

Of the two sons, there is no doubt that he is partial to the eldest son, Du Zhenchun.

Although this boss is a bit unsatisfactory, he is the orthodox of the Du family.

His mother, his eldest wife, is a serious and upright Huangqi.

"My lord, Mr. Fujiguchi please see me."

This voice made Du Mingshan startled.

What did Fujiguchi Takeo come to his house for?
Could it be that the son didn't pay back the money, and he came to collect the debt from himself?

But the Japanese Colonel came, and he couldn't see him.Du Mingshan hardened his scalp:
"Please!"

Takeo Fujiguchi wears a military uniform everywhere, and it seems that not doing so is not enough to show his identity.

"Your Excellency, why are you free to visit the humble house today?" Du Mingshan smiled.

"Ge Lao's house is not a humble house, but a very large and luxurious house." Takeo Fujiguchi can understand Chinese and can speak it himself, but he is not very proficient:
"The gendarmerie is going to have a fellowship with the Chinese in Xinjing recently, so I need the help of Mr. Du Ge..."

Hearing this, Du Mingshan's heart was more than half relieved.

These Japanese people always want to hold some social activities to show their "goodwill" to the Chinese in Manchuria, and goodwill often invite some celebrities to participate to show their influence.

"It's easy to say, easy to say, please sit down, Your Excellency, come and have a cup of tea! Come, hand over the eldest son, and say that Your Excellency has come."

Du Mingshan asked Takeo Fujiguchi to sit down, served tea, called his eldest son Du Zhenchun to accompany him, and carefully considered this goodwill meeting with him.

If there is a chance to get in touch with big shots, he, Mr. Du Ge, will definitely bring the boss along.

He is the favorite to participate in such revealing activities.

We talked there for a while, and the discussion was almost over. Du Zhenxian walked in, and when he saw Mr. Fujiguchi was there, he first stepped forward to say hello, and then said to Du Mingshan:

"Father, I have a friend who wants to ask to see my father."

Du Mingshan looked displeased: "I don't meet all cats and dogs."

"Father, he is Zhu Yanfan, the deputy general manager of Shanghai Angus International Co., Ltd."

"From Shanghai?" Du Mingshan was taken aback.

What does the manager of a foreign company from Shanghai want to see me for?
"That person is a friend of Yue Kaneda of the Manchuria Hotel." Takeo Fujiguchi said on the side: "I met him during the routine inspection of the hotel, and he was very young."

"oh, I see."

Seeing that Du Mingshan was still hesitating whether to see him, Du Zhenxian immediately said, "He said it would pay off."

Du Mingshan's eyes lit up when he heard the word "service", and then he was a little embarrassed when he remembered that the Japanese were still around.

"Okay, Mr. Du Ge, the matter I discussed with you has come to fruition." Takeo Fujiguchi stood up very tactfully: "Then I will leave first."

"Oh, I don't even want to stay for a meal." Du Mingshan wished that he would leave early, so he said in a hypocritical manner: "Huanyi, help me, Your Excellency Songsong."

"I have never understood why Chinese people have a name, but they still need to add a word. Should I call you Du Zhenchun or Du Huanyi?" Takeo Fujiguchi walked out muttering.

"It's a small country in a barbaric state, which is the etiquette of my country." Du Mingshan said with contempt: "Huantai, invite that Zhu Yanfan to come up."

Du Zhenchun's name is Huanyi, and Du Zhenxian's name is Huantai, both of them are exquisite, and he, Du Ge, read a lot of books before picking them up.

After a while, a young man walked in.

Du Zhenxian introduced on both sides, "I wish Yanfan" and Meng Shaoyuan cupped his hands: "The old man Du Ge's name is well-known in Shanghai, and the younger generation is also very popular in Shanghai. It is a great honor to meet you today. It is very fortunate."

These young people can only bow their hands now?I think back in the Qing Dynasty...

Du Mingshan asked him to sit down, served tea, and chatted a few words: "I wish the manager visited the humble house today, why?"

"A little thing." Meng Shaoyuan said with a smile: "I have a cousin who is originally from Xinjing and has been doing business in Shanghai. In the past two years, he has been homesick and wants to return to his hometown. This time I came to Xinjing for a reason. He was an outpost. My cousin wanted to be an official, but had no way out. He happened to meet the second son, so he got a glimpse of the way.

No matter whether Mr. Ge is in the Qing Dynasty or the current Manchuria, he is an important minister by the emperor's side. A word from Mr. Ge is better than thousands of words from other people.Therefore, today, if I take the liberty to bother you, I beg the old man to say a few good words in front of the emperor, which can be regarded as giving my cousin a background.By the way, serving the emperor is the best of both worlds. "

So that's what happened?

In order to amass financial resources and fill his own pockets, Manchukuo created a large number of false jobs, each of which had a clearly marked price, and no bargaining was accepted.

If you pay a lot of money, it's okay to get you some kind of bureau chief.

Du Mingshan put on an air: "It's good for you to serve the emperor wholeheartedly. Following the puppet national government, there is absolutely no future. It's just that there is no vacancy in the imperial court for the time being. Go back and wait for the letter. Since you are Huantai My friend, it’s been a year or so, and I’ll just help you out.”

Meng Shaoyuan smiled, and took out a box from his pocket: "Yan Fan heard that Mr. Ge likes antiques the most, so he helped Mr. Ge find some small things in Shanghai, and paid off Mr. Ge's eyes."

Du Zhenxian took it and presented it to Lao Tzu.

It just so happened that Du Zhenchun also saw the guest back, so he took a closer look.

Opening the box, Du Zhenchun followed the old man to play with antiques, and he knew the goods. When he saw what was inside, he blurted out: "Green and white jade fingers."

This jade wrench finger is round and smooth, without any impurities, and its value is at least tens of thousands of oceans.

When Du Mingshan saw it, he smiled happily. If you want to say that people from Shanghai are rich, the meeting ceremony is such a fun thing.

In front of the guests, he couldn't reveal too much, so he handed the box to Du Zhenchun: "Manager Zhu, why are you so embarrassed? You and I are not relatives or because of... Well, the current state affairs are heavy, and the court is just employing people. Although there are no vacancies, But when the emperor returns from Fengtian inspection, I, Du Mingshan, even if I don't want this old face, I will help Brother Ling find a job and be loyal to the emperor."

"Thank you, Mr. Ge, for taking care of me." Meng Shaoyuan was overjoyed: "I know there must be expenses involved, no matter how much it is, Mr. Ge just asks."

Met a fat sheep.

Du Mingshan was so happy in his heart, he turned his mind to trick this guy well.

Du Zhenxian came over and whispered a few words into the old man's ear. Du Mingshan's face changed drastically when he heard that, and he asked in a low voice, "Really?"

"It's absolutely true, I saw it with my own eyes." Du Zhenxian replied with certainty.

Du Mingshan's eyes fell on Meng Shaoyuan: "Manager Zhu, I heard that you received an ancient painting the day before yesterday, or did it come from the palace?"

"Yeah." Meng Shaoyuan said casually, "What is it called... what is it? By the way, the picture of dead wood and strange rocks seems to be drawn by Su Dongpo, right?"

Du Mingshan's eyes were straightened, and his speech became trembling: "Really... is it really a picture of dead wood and strange rocks? I have heard rumors that Fengyulou sells fakes, and the real ones have been hidden in the palace all along. I never thought, never thought, that the rumors turned out to be true..."

Meng Shaoyuan didn't care at all: "Eunuch Liu sold it to me for 100 million yen, and the price is not bad. Mr. Du Ge palmed my eyes to see if it's real or fake?"

"Okay, okay." Du Mingshan said repeatedly, looking like that, I wish I could see it right now.

After speaking, he asked Du Zhenxian to accompany Meng Shaoyuan back to pick up the paintings.

When they went out, Du Mingshan looked frustrated: "Eunuch Liu is such a bastard, it was a waste of the emperor's trust in him... Oh, my heart hurts so much, why didn't you bring it to me."

"Father, that's 100 million yen." Du Zhenchun said aside, "Even if he brought it, we won't be able to gather such a large amount of money in a while. This Zhu Yanfan is really rich, look at him One million yen is not in his eyes."

"If we can't make it all together, we can mortgage this house, or if we can't, we will mortgage everything in the house that can be mortgaged." Du Mingshan beat his chest and said, "Huanyi, you don't understand, if this map of dead trees and strange rocks is real, one If it changes hands, the price can at least double. Although there are many poems handed down by Su Dongpo, there are only two paintings."

While talking, he murmured and cursed: "Those eunuchs in the palace are all offspring. From the moment Yuan Shikai stole the treasure, he tried his best to steal things from the palace and sell them. When we arrived in Manchuria, the nausea still persisted." Change. Hey, why am I not in the palace, why am I not in the palace.”

Du Zhenchun was dumbfounded.

For a painting, my old man actually wanted to be a eunuch?
Where does this count and where does it come from?

"No." Du Mingshan thought for a while: "This painting, no matter what, can't let it leave Manchuria. I hope Yanfan can ask me. Seeing that he doesn't care about money, I will try to persuade him later... Ring Italy, You go to the 'Yixin Pavilion' now, bring ten yuan, and ask the master Han there to come over and palm your eyes, in Manchuria, he is the only one in the calligraphy and painting industry."

"Father, you are an expert in this field, why waste another ten dollars?"

"What do you know? This painting is invaluable. I have someone to help me. It's always safe. Oh, what time is it, and you still feel sorry for the ten dollars? Go, go."

"Okay, I'm going now, I'm going to invite you now."

Du Mingshan sat there with white eyes, dull face and trembling lips.

The picture of dead wood and strange rocks, a rare and famous painting, why didn't I have such good luck to get this painting!
(End of this chapter)