Chapter 2828 Zhang Sheng

"Are you Mr. Xu Yixu?"

The middle-aged man in black robe raised his riding whip, pointed at Xu Yi and shouted.

"It's Xu." Xu Yi was very surprised. He had never met him before, so how could he know him.

The middle-aged man in black robe said, "I am here just to see you. There is something urgent at home. I have heard for a long time that Mr. Xu is excellent in diction and calligraphy. My mother insists on asking Mr. Xu to record the book on my behalf. Let's go now."

After that, he pointed at Mr. Jiang and said, "Brother Jiang's books have always sold well in our Longteng Pavilion, and our Longteng Pavilion has not treated Brother Jiang badly. But Brother Jiang should know what should be written and what should not be written. .Some things that have been heard and heard, if accidentally written down, may lead to disaster."

"Zhang San'er!"

Liu Sheng shouted loudly, his beard and hair tangled. He was still full of energy at the age of more than a hundred years old. He heard him scold angrily, "Even Boss Zhang is not as arrogant as you. Even if Mr. Jiang doesn't record this matter, I You can't find someone to record it. Are you afraid of people telling you about the scandalous things Zhang Zhongxing has done over the years? You still want to silence the world."

The middle-aged man in black robe had a youthful face, and his chest could not help but heave violently. He pointed at Liu Sheng and said, "Uncle Liu Shi, don't go too far. If my father hadn't said otherwise, you, I..."

"What? You want to be rough with the old guy? Give me ten of your courage!"

Liu Sheng pointed at the middle-aged man in black robe and cursed, "Even your old lady must be respectful when meeting me. If you disobey me, did Zhang Zhongxing take his last breath? If not, the old man is about to ask him." You beast, how did you get rid of this little beast of yours?"

The middle-aged man in black robe had his nose twisted with anger. He pointed at Liu Sheng and breathed heavily, but could not speak.

Suddenly, there was the sound of galloping horses again, and it was a servant of the Zhang family who came, saying loudly, "My lord, I can't do it anymore. Third lord, the old lady is urging me."

With a click, Liu Sheng's cane fell to the ground, he pointed at the servant and shouted, "Get off here."

The servant knew Liu Sheng well and knew how arrogant he was in front of the Zhang family. Even the old lady couldn't hold him back, so he quickly got off his horse.

Liu Sheng rushed to the horse, stepped on the servant's back, climbed on the horse, and hurriedly rode away. A handful of old bones were tossed around on the horse's back, which was shocking to see.

Just before Liu Sheng left, the middle-aged man in black robe waved his riding whip, which scattered a cloud of flowers in the air, rolled up Xu Yi, and dragged him onto the horse's back.

The sound of hoofbeats was far away in an instant.

The middle-aged horse in black robe was so powerful that even though it was carrying two people, it still arrived first and arrived at the end of the field more than ten breaths ahead of Liu Sheng.

"Mr. Xu is here, here, mother, how is dad..."

After leading Xu Yi to see the door of the main room, the middle-aged man in black robe opened it with a shout.

Xu Yi followed him and walked into the room. There were more than fifty people kneeling in the spacious room. The five middle-aged people at the front looked similar to the middle-aged people in black robes. They were probably brothers from the Zhang family.

There were more than 20 people standing or sitting, all of them women. All of them were gorgeously dressed and jeweled, and they ranged in age.

The person sitting on the main seat is an old lady in her sixties. She has a majestic demeanor and a stern face, but she does not conceal her appearance. When she was young, she must have had a good appearance. Obviously, this person is the old lady of the Zhang family. That Zhang Sheng 's main room.

On both sides of Old Mrs. Zhang, there were two people sitting on each side, all in their forties or fifties, and the remaining ten people, ranging in age from more than thirty to eighteen or nineteen, forming a perfect gradient.

These people stood up without bowing, and received the gift from the Zhang brothers head-on without turning aside. In this way, it is not difficult to guess the identity of these women, most of them are Zhang Zhongxing's wives and concubines.

Liu Sheng's previous story can also support this.

"Kneel there!"

Mrs. Zhang frowned coldly.

The middle-aged man in black robe did not dare to make any mistake and immediately fell to his knees.

Mrs. Zhang nodded slightly towards Xu Yi and said, "I have heard of Mr. Lao's high reputation for a long time. Today, Mr. Labor is here to ask Mr. to write and record a document. It's just a small gift and it's not respectful."

After Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler held out a red silk tray, with a twelve-weight ingot lying inside.

Xu Yi had done a lot of this kind of work in the past, and the gifts from the Zhang family were the heaviest.

Now he has completely changed his heart and tempered himself into a mortal heart. Seeing this mere twelve taels of gold ingot, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. He was thinking about how many kilograms of pork head meat he could cut into, how many jars of old-fashioned roast he could buy, and how much he could cook. With a few favors from old neighbors, I can exchange for a few brocade quilts and sell them for nothing.

The remaining money can be saved in Li Er's restaurant, which will provide enough food for at least half a year.

At that moment, Xu Yi sat down in front of the copy prepared by the Zhang family. The pen and ink were all ready-made. He listened quietly and said that he would just write.

In fact, he was extremely curious about this company, especially the Bank of China.

As he sat down, several shouts came from outside.

"Mr. Liu, you can't come in, you can't come in..."

"Yes, Mrs. Liu, you can come back wherever you want. You really can't come in today. It's not that you guys are stopping you. It's really..."

After the shouting, there was another ouch, which was obviously caused by Liu Xing being violent.

Then Liu Sheng was heard shouting in a gasping voice, "Kong Xiuying, Kong Xiuying, come out and see me..."

Kong Xiuying is Mrs. Zhang's nickname, and no one has dared to call her her for decades.

"Bold, the old guy is too rude, mother, I'm going to ask someone to drive the old guy out."

A well-dressed young man in his thirties said loudly.

This man is the sixth eldest son of the Zhang family. He is not the son of Mrs. Zhang, and he has always been trusted by Mrs. Zhang.

"You brave boy, you don't even have any dignity, slap your mouth!"

Mrs. Zhang was furious.

The sixth child of the Zhang family responded in a low voice, and slapped himself in the face for more than ten times in a row, causing his cheeks to suddenly become red and swollen.

The old lady of the Zhang family waved her hand without even looking at him. The old housekeeper understood, and after a while, he welcomed the angry Liu Sheng in.

Although the old lady of the Zhang family did not look good on her face, she still stood up and saluted Liu Sheng, saying, "I have met uncle."

Everyone in the Zhang family had no choice but to follow Mrs. Zhang in saluting, calling her uncle, uncle, or grandpa.

Liu Sheng and Zhang Sheng have known each other for almost a hundred years, and even the old lady of the Zhang family only married Zhang Sheng for more than fifty years.

Although Liu Sheng is just a bad old man, no one in the Zhang family can do anything to him based on their century-old friendship with Zhang Sheng.

"Zhang Zhongxing is not dead. If he is not dead, just tell him that I am here again. He wants to die like this. There is no way. Just let him go to hell. This is too easy for him."

Liu Sheng did not sit down either, pointing at the old lady of the Zhang family and scolding him.

Mrs. Zhang's face flashed with green energy, and she said neither humble nor arrogantly, "Uncle, what are you talking about? My husband is ill, and I am grateful that my uncle came to visit me. But my uncle said such evil words, I forgive you for not being able to do so." Treat uncle politely."

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent cough came from the curtain of the bed against the wall on the east side, and then a faint voice came, "But Brother Yukun is here..."