20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 236
  In the second year of the Republic of China, it was the spring equinox.

The grass grows and the orioles fly, chirping endlessly; the gentle wind blows warmly from the south.

In the north of Fengtian City, the Jiang family's mansion was completed. On the original basis, the neighbors, front streets and back shops were merged, the old and new were built, and a two-story bungalow was built. There is no trace of the old house anymore.

The walls are high with blue bricks and the iron doors are heavily locked. It's quite impressive, but it's just a little less transparent.

In the courtyard of the foreign house, there was a burst of opera sounds, and of course the emperors, generals, talents and beauties were singing.

The carriages at the door came one after another, and all the respectable old friends in the city came to support him.

The guests brought congratulatory gifts and prepared red envelopes. As soon as they got off the carriage, they clasped their hands and expressed congratulations loudly.

"Brother Lian Heng, the house is really nice, congratulations!"

Entering the courtyard through the door, you can visit freely, but the backyard is a forbidden area.

But the vestibule is spacious and there is no screen wall. The green plants planted under the wall have just sprouted. There is an elm tree, which means "the family has more money"; there is a pomegranate tree, which means "more children and more blessings".

The stone road leads straight to the mansion. When you look up along the road, you can see that it is built with white bricks, high doors and windows, carved beams and columns, and a slow balcony.

The mansion is facing three-thirds of the spring light, so it is particularly eye-catching.

In the corner of the window lattice of the study room on the second floor, the red curtain swayed gently, and a dignified and delicate face immediately emerged.

Hu Xiaoyan looked down at the guests, servants and troupe singing in the courtyard, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

There is nothing wrong with making a big deal out of a housewarming, but this is too extravagant and wasteful.

After thinking for a moment, she suddenly lowered her head, put her hand on her belly, and smiled lightly.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

"Grandma, it's really lively downstairs. The young master wants you to go down!"

Xiaohua is wearing an indigo top, with the hem slightly raised - the child has grown up.

Hu Xiaoyan unconsciously glanced at her empty legs and shook her head: "I won't go."

Xiaohua walked to the mahogany desk and begged: "Grandma, go down and take a look! The young master said that no one dares to laugh at you. He is in a good mood today. Go down with him and sit for a while. You can calm down when you need to."

"I'm not going." Hu Xiaoyan replied stubbornly, "I told you not to call me grandma. It looks too old. Call me sister-in-law."

Xiaohua pursed her lips and said cautiously: "Sister-in-law, there are so many people downstairs here to congratulate us. If you, the eldest lady in charge, don't show up, wouldn't it be... not good! I don't have any face, either!"

"That's true." Hu Xiaoyan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Xiaohua, go to my room and put on that light blue cheongsam."

"What are you doing?"

"Sit next to your Brother Dao for me."

"Ah? Is this possible?" Xiaohua retreated instinctively.

Hu Xiaoyan didn't care: "What's wrong? Apart from Su Wenqi and my family, not many people outside have seen me, so go ahead!"

"I-I dare not..."

"go with!"

Hu Xiaoyan gave the order and Xiaohua was so frightened that she turned around and fled.

The study became quiet again. Hu Xiaoyan glanced out the window again, then put away her gaze and looked at the stack of newspapers on the desk.

On the front page of "Shengjing Times", there was a photo - a thin middle-aged man with a three-quarter parted hair and a mustache, sitting on a sofa, looking very handsome. .

Although she could not fully understand the newspaper, Hu Xiaoyan still guessed the general meaning based on a few words.

Obviously, this was a long-planned assassination.

"Song...Ren?"

Hu Xiaoyan didn't recognize the word in the middle.

She opened the newspaper and saw another piece of news - the official banks of the three northeastern provinces had insufficient reserves, could not redeem their bills, and were about to go bankrupt.

"Can official bank accounts also go bankrupt?"

…………

A series of cheers sounded.

On the east side of the house, on the simple stage, Wu Sheng was alone, shaking his arms and exerting his strength.

What is being sung?
  An excerpt to test one's ability - "Pick the Pulley".

But I saw the man on the stage, with a handsome helmet tied on his head and a flag on his back. He was walking in a square step, kicking high and moving continuously, and his breath was not disturbed.

As he sang: "I saw that the ants in the camp were like the sea tide, and I could see the mountains and the deserted countryside; I also saw the soldiers circling around in disorder, and the horses and soldiers in the ranks were noisy..."

It attracted everyone in the audience to stare and be fascinated.

At this moment, outside the crowd, a young woman wearing a light blue cheongsam and exquisite jewelry hurriedly walked towards the main table in front of the stage.

Even though the guests at the table didn't know who she was, they didn't dare to neglect her because of her gorgeous clothes. They all clasped their fists and saluted her as she passed by.

Xiaohua blushed, lowered her head and walked away quickly. She didn't know whether she was overwhelmed with beauty or ashamed.

Halfway through, he was suddenly blocked by a young man who raised his hand.

But he saw this person, with a face as white as jade, a slender middle, and a nose as sharp as a knife. He said with a playful smile: "Hey! Xiaohua, you are so brave! How dare you steal my sister-in-law's clothes?"

"It doesn't matter, just hide away!" Xiaohua joked with him, "Xiaobei, I'm older than you. Next time we meet, I'll call you Sister Hua. Do you hear me?"

"Bah! Sister Hua?" Zhao Zhengbei said with a smile, "You're still here, Sister Yao!"

"Walk, walk, get out of the way, don't block the way!"

Xiaohua ignored him and walked sideways to the round table facing the stage.

A figure with a slicked back hair was sitting in the main seat, his mind was not on the stage at all, he was only talking to Su Wenqi beside him.

"Master, grandma said she won't come down." Xiaohua leaned down and said softly.

"Tsk! No, what's wrong with her? She's still so fucking angry? That's pretty much it. It's so shameless, right?" Jiang Lianheng turned around and was stunned for a moment, "Eh? Xiaohua, you're wearing this. What are you doing?"

Xiaohua blushed and whispered: "Grandma asked me to come down, uh - sit with you for a while for her."

Jiang Lian breathed out through his nostrils, bit his back molars, and cursed in a low voice: "She's just fucking against me, isn't she?"

"Master, then I..."

"sit!"

Xiaohua hurriedly sat down next to Jiang Lianheng.

Su Wenqi, who was sitting next to him, saw this and couldn't help but laugh: "Lian Heng, are you noisy again?"

Jiang Lianheng looked around and saw that everyone's attention was on the stage, and then he cursed: "Fuck! I won't bother anyone else when she mentions her! This stupid old bitch, I will divorce her tomorrow, just fucking Let her starve to death on the road!"

The little flower is naturally on pins and needles. Su Wenqi smiled bitterly and shook his head, asking: "Why? It's so popular? Wasn't it just right the past two days?"

"Do you want to be with her? I can't get along with her at all. If I look at her one more time, I'll lose ten years of my life!" Jiang Lianheng said angrily, "If you have a good life, you have to fight with me! Come on, come on, Brother Su, don’t mention her, it’s bad luck! Have a drink!”

How much hatred and hate can a couple have when they live together?

It doesn't matter if you say it, but if you put it on yourself, it can really torture you to death.

Su Wenqi reluctantly agreed.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Lianheng put down the wine cup and suddenly stood up again.

"Eh? Lian Heng, where are you going?" Su Wenqi asked hurriedly.

Jiang Lian waved his hand: "Oh, it's convenient. You eat yours first."

After leaving his seat, Jiang Lian walked across the aisle of the table. He couldn't help but say a few words of approval. Then he walked quickly to the door of the mansion and waved to a tall man with an indifferent face and slightly dark complexion: "Dongfeng, come here!"

Dongfeng was stunned, as if he had been sleeping with his eyes open just now, and walked slowly towards Jiang Lianheng in a daze.

"Brother Dao, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Can't you just walk a few steps quickly?" Jiang Lianheng urged.

"Ah, here it comes." Dongfeng came closer, "Brother Dao, what are your orders?"

Jiang Lianheng put his arm on Dongfeng's shoulder and said furtively: "Get someone to go to Daxiguan Deyi Building to ask for four dishes, and then go back to your house and deliver them to your sister-in-law."

"Ah? Don't we hire people to make banquets in our courtyard? Let them make whatever you want to eat!"

"What nonsense! Your sister-in-law is just like his family, you know? It's a pity that his cook doesn't take outside jobs."

"Oh, what dish do you want?"

Jiang Lianheng reported the name of the dish without hesitation: "Stir-fried pork belly, shredded green pepper and potatoes, minced pork and eggplant, braised crucian carp."

Zhang Zhengdong wrote them down one by one. At the end, he asked: "Brother Dao, after I send you here, do you have any other instructions? Do you want to bring a message or something?"

"Use!" Jiang Lianheng thought for a while, "Just tell her, I said, if you can, starve yourself to death! Remember, don't forget the word 'fuck'."

"Ah?" Zhang Zhengdong looked confused, "Brother Dao, why don't you go find Xifeng. My stomach hurts a little!"

"Stop fucking talking nonsense! Go! You are the most stubborn kid. I'll pinch you a little. If you don't come back, don't eat it for an hour."

After Dongfeng left, Jiang Lianheng couldn't help but look back to the second floor. At this moment, the red window curtains closed at the same time.

Jiang Lianheng cursed again and immediately returned to the banquet.

As soon as he walked away, two figures immediately appeared at the door of the house. One had curved eyebrows and narrow eyes, was short, stocky, and fair, with not even a crease visible in his clothes; His eyes seemed to have stayed up all night and were bloodshot.

"Xifeng, are you watching?" Little Bai Pang clicked his tongue and said, "I'm just saying, stay as far away as you can these days. Don't get caught between Brother Dao and Sister-in-law. Whoever meets you will be unlucky. I told Brother Dong, but he still didn’t believe me!”

"Brother Nan, it must be you!" Li Zhengxi nodded with lingering fear, "By the way, how many days is this?"

"Almost half a month."

"It's going to break the record!"

The two of them were whispering while watching Jiang Lian cross the tables and chairs and return to the main seat where he was sitting on the stage.

At this time, many guests from far away had mistakenly thought that Xiaohua was the wife of the house, so they all came over with wine glasses, giving gifts and toasting.

Although Xiao Hua's appearance is not as good as Hu Xiaoyan's, she is still young. She is eighteen years old and is still in bloom. It is not shameful to poke her at that age. But after all, she has a guilty conscience and can't help but feel a bit petty.

Jiang Lianheng didn't want to explain more. He accepted a few drinks, then sat down impatiently, turned around and asked: "Brother Su, go on, I heard what you just said, our private bank is [-]% Can’t drive it?”

When talking about this, Su Wenqi couldn't hide his disappointment.

"Hey! Lian Heng, I have already won over many wealthy people who are willing to invest in the shares, and I agreed to open the business this year, but I didn't expect that things have changed. The devils are now spreading rumors everywhere, creating panic, and running on the votes. Many people are because of this. Son, all shares have been withdrawn."

Jiang Lianheng said in a low voice: "Please tell me in a layman's terms."

Su Wenqi explained: "We mainly use Fengtian votes, which are divided into big foreign votes and small foreign votes. The big foreign votes are in yuan, and the small foreign votes are in jiao——"

"I know that." Jiang Lianheng said, "Aren't there just small foreign bills on the market? What's wrong?"

After some explanation, I finally understood.

It turns out that since last year, small foreign bills can be directly exchanged for cash, and the Japanese ambition to control the financial lifeline outside the customs has been eliminated.

In order to promote the military notes and gold dollar notes they issued outside the customs, the Japanese began to buy large quantities of small foreign notes and exchange them centrally. At the same time, they badmouthed the official banks of the three eastern provinces in public opinion, spread rumors, created panic, and intended to set off a bank run frenzy.

The official bank account has insufficient reserves. Once a bank run occurs, the small foreign notes cannot be exchanged for cash. Without the backing of real money, they will become a piece of waste paper in an instant.

When the time comes, whether it is the Japanese military notes, gold dollar notes issued under the guise of Korea Bank, or even Japanese yen, they will surely take advantage of this opportunity and seize the financial lifeline outside the customs in one fell swoop.

After Jiang Lianheng heard this, he couldn't help but think of Zhou Yunfu's advice back then.

In troubled times, no ticket works, only real money is the way to go.

For a moment, he also wanted to rush to the official bank and cash all the small foreign notes at home into cash.

Let’s not mention who holds the lifeline outside the customs. We must first control our own lifeline.

"I understand the truth." Jiang Lianheng asked doubtfully, "But what does this have to do with opening a bank? Your Su family runs a bank, don't you often play this trick? If you want to exchange cash for cash, you won't be given. Is it over?”

Su Wenqi shook his head helplessly: "The bank can do this, but if you open a bank, you can't refuse the exchange at will."

"Then it seems that the bank is better!"

"There are pros and cons!"

"Then what are you going to do next?" Jiang Lianheng asked again.

"Let's see again!" Su Wenqi groaned and replied, "If you want to withdraw your shares now, I understand."

Jiang Lianheng was a little embarrassed, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Well... then I'd better quit and take a look."

"Okay! I will send the money back to you tomorrow." Su Wenqi said happily, "However, you must not tell other shareholders about this."

"I understand, I understand."

Su Wenqi looked at him, suddenly startled, and asked: "Lian Heng, business has not been going well recently?"

"Huh?" Jiang Lianheng shook his head quickly and smiled, "No, no, it's all good."

At this moment, a certain line of "gnawing the knot" was sung on the stage, which attracted cheers from the surrounding guests.

A burst of thunderous applause interrupted the conversation between the two. Jiang Lianheng took the opportunity to cover up and stopped talking.

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