Liang Jian got out of the car and looked up. Among the branches of the trees not far away, there was a corner of a flying citron and a small piece of red wall. Liang Jian, a book fan, frowned. This is a place in Beijing that could use red walls.
Not much. Just when he was thinking about where it was, Old Tang called him: "I didn't bring any money, you have to pay."
Liang Jian hurriedly recovered his thoughts and turned around to collect the car payment.
The transportation here is convenient, but the environment is quiet. A road leads directly to the entrance of the compound. The camphor trees on both sides have been growing for decades. The trunks are thick and the branches are luxuriant. In this season, they are still lush and green.
It has white walls and black tiles, flying citron beams, lacquered doors with copper nails, and gold plaques and official calligraphy. It is very noble.
When he walked to the red lacquered wooden door, Old Tang reached out and grabbed the ring in the lion's mouth, and knocked lightly. There was a crisp sound, and the door creaked open.
Seeing Old Tang, the old man who opened the door suddenly grinned and said, "I've been waiting for half an hour." After saying that, he moved his eyes and saw Liang Jian standing next to Old Tang, and looked at him.
, asked: "Your son?"
Old Tang smiled and said to Liang Jian: "My name is Uncle Tie."
Liang Jian respectfully called Uncle Tie. Uncle Tie responded with a sigh, and stretched out his hand to touch his pocket. When Old Tang saw it, he immediately stepped forward, held his hand, and said with a smile: "Okay.
, he is not a child anymore.”
Uncle Tie was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "I'm so confused, I thought it was the same as before." After saying that, he looked at Liang Jian again and said with emotion: "The last time I saw him was when he was just born.
, so many years, it seems like a blink of an eye."
Old Tang also turned to look at Liang Jian. He seemed to be reminded of some memories by Uncle Tie's words. There was a blurry light in his eyes. After staring at Liang Jian for two seconds, the blur in his eyes disappeared and he smiled.
: "In the blink of an eye, it has been more than thirty years. A lot of things have happened in these thirty years."
As soon as Uncle Tie heard this, he immediately changed the subject. He reached out to close the door, and then led Old Tang and Liang Jian inside.
Compared with the old house of the Tang family, this courtyard is much smaller, but there are small bridges, flowing water, winding corridors, bamboo and wood rockeries, everything inside, and everything is exquisite and rich.
Halfway through, Old Tang suddenly asked Uncle Tie: "Who else is eating now?"
Uncle Tie replied: "There is one table left, you know it."
Old Tang glanced at Uncle Tie, but did not ask him who the person he knew was.
Uncle Tie took Old Tang to a separate small courtyard in the backyard, which was full of plum trees. This season was the season when plum blossoms were in full bloom. As soon as they entered, the fragrance was so fragrant and intoxicating.
Deep in the plum blossoms, there is a small bamboo building with one and a half floors, small and exquisite. Open the door, there is a large room inside, separated by a bamboo curtain. Inside is a place to drink tea and rest, and outside is a place to eat.
The dishes were already placed on the table and were still steaming. Liang Jian glanced at Uncle Tie in surprise. He had been talking to Old Tang all the way. It seemed that in addition to being noble, this Old Tang was also
Something unique.
Uncle Tie also sat down together. After slowly sipping a glass of wine, Uncle Tie suddenly asked: "You suddenly came to my place for dinner today. Is there something wrong?" As he said this, he picked up vegetables and put them in the bowl.
Said casually.
Old Tang also looked calm, put down his chopsticks slowly, and said, "I'm here for Lao Hu's business. You should have received the news." After saying that, he raised his head and glanced at Uncle Tie.
Uncle Tie brought the dish to his mouth with his chopsticks, paused for a moment, then put it back and said, "Today's dish doesn't taste right!" The slight relief from before was gone from his voice.
Old Tang looked at him and said nothing.
Uncle Tie put down his chopsticks, pursed his lips, and said nothing for a while. He didn't speak, and Old Tang didn't speak either. The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Liang Jian had no choice but to put down his chopsticks.
At this time, Uncle Tie finally spoke.
"The news I just heard is that Hu Jingran's precious goddaughter received a lot of money from Jin Dazhuang." After Uncle Tie finished speaking, he picked up the chopsticks again and reached out to pick up a vegetable plate in front of him. The chopsticks just touched it.
Plate, Old Tang spoke: "What about Gu and Jin? What's his condition?"
Uncle Tie paused with his chopsticks, then picked up the vegetables and put them in his bowl. He shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Old Tang obviously didn't believe it. He stared at him and asked, "Old Tie, if I remember correctly, the nanny from the Gujin family seems to have been introduced by someone, right?"
Uncle Tie's expression changed slightly, then he laughed again, looked at Old Tang, and said, "You know even this, so why are you asking me about ancient and modern things?"
"How can I, an outsider, see things behind closed doors? Of course I can only come to you, an insider, for help!" Old Tang said.
Uncle Tie glanced at him, then lowered his eyes to the untouched dishes on the table. After looking at them quietly for a while, he said: "I only know that he is not clean either. But how specific is it?
Not sure."
After listening to this, Old Tang picked up his chopsticks, gave Liang Jian a piece of food, and said, "This dish can only be made here in China. Try it."
Liang Jian glanced at him, lowered his head, picked up the dark-looking thing, and took a bite. As soon as the skin was broken, a stream of soup flowed out, accompanied by a rich milk aroma that was refreshing.
While Liang Jian was intoxicated by the fragrance, he heard Old Tang ask Uncle Tie again: "Do you understand the play that Jin Dazhuang and Gu Jin sang this time?"
Uncle Tie's hand on the table suddenly moved his fingers, and then said: "There is news recently that the Bureau of Land and Resources will arrange for three people to study abroad for one year. There is a quota for Lao Hu. Jin Dazhuang should be
You want this spot!"
"Just for this?" Old Tang frowned: "Even if Jin Dazhuang doesn't know, Old Hu should also know that this kind of thing is not in my eyes, Old Tang."
Uncle Tie gave Old Tang a meaningful look and said, "The leader is Gao Jing."
Liang Jian, who was standing by, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard the name. Although Luo Guanzhong eventually stepped down due to the ancient tomb incident in Loushan, this man who had been hiding behind the scenes and never showed his face was still remembered in his heart.
Especially deep, lingering. At this moment, hearing Uncle Tie mention this name, Liang Jian immediately became focused.
Uncle Tie seemed to feel Liang Jian's gaze, tilted his head, looked at Liang Jian, and asked, "Do you know him?"
Liang Jian smiled and said, "I am fortunate to have heard this professor's name."
Uncle Tie glanced at him and said with a smile: "He does have his own unique insights in academics." After saying that, he paused and suddenly laughed twice.
These two laughs were a bit strange, and Liang Jian looked at Uncle Tie in confusion, not understanding what they meant.
At this time, Old Tang interrupted: "He's back?"
"No." Uncle Tie replied.
Old Tang frowned and stopped asking. Not long after sitting, Old Tang was about to leave. The food on the table was not touched much, and Liang Jian felt it was a pity when he saw it. What was even more pity was that he had clearly said he was here for dinner.
, but Liang Jian was not full at all.
Uncle Tie left them to drink tea. Old Tang smiled and pushed away.
Leaving the small bamboo building and walking out of the plum blossom courtyard, Liang Jian followed Old Tang's path and walked straight out. When he walked to the front yard, the painted red door he came in from was already in front of him, and suddenly someone shouted from behind: "Tang Mingguo!"
Liang Jian and Old Tang both stopped, and when they turned around, it was Tang Mingyi.
When Liang Jian saw him, he felt unhappy in his heart. Old Tang lowered his face, looked at Tang Mingyi who was walking over, and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Why is there a rule here that only you, Tang Mingguo, can come, but I, Tang Mingyi, are not allowed to come?" Tang Ming asked.
Old Tang frowned and stared at him for a while with a cold face, then said: "It's good to meet you here, so that I don't have to send people to look for you later. I have something to inform you.
There won't be a second time that Jingyu asked Yuanli to pay off her debt, so remember it."
Tang Mingyi's expression changed, with a hint of anger on his face, and he shouted: "Why are you telling me about Jingyu? He is your son!"
Old Tang narrowed his eyes and said: "My son is only Liang Jian. As for Jingyu, if he breaks off the relationship with you from now on, then I can accept it."
"Tang Mingguo, what do you mean?" Tang Ming jumped up, pointed at Tang Mingguo's nose and shouted. Old Tang's movements were so fast that people couldn't react. As soon as he finished speaking, he had already grabbed Tang Mingguo.
Ming Yi's finger snapped back, and a scream suddenly came out of Tang Ming Yi's mouth.
Strangely enough, there was a lot of movement here, but no one appeared in the yard, and Uncle Tie didn't come out just now. It seemed like there was no one here except them.
"In the first half of my life, for the sake of the old man, I would bear it no matter what you did. But now the old man is gone. In the next half of your life, if you want to know each other, stay away from me and Liang Jian, otherwise, even if
Even if Fang Li comes to beg me, I will still show no mercy!" After saying that, Old Tang suddenly had a hard expression on his face. Before the fear on Tang Mingyi's face could take shape, his screams suddenly increased again.
Octave.
"This time, it's about what happened last time. Remember, if there is another time, it won't be a matter of one finger." As soon as Old Tang let go, Tang Ming immediately hugged his hand softly.
Fell to the ground.
"Tang Mingguo, you madman! Ah——"
Liang Jian saw that his index finger was close to the back of his hand at an unconventional angle. He was looking at Old Tang with a cold look on his face. For some reason, Liang Jian felt a chill on his back. This kind of cruelty was caused by Liang Jian.
Never seen this before in Old Tang.
"Let's go." Old Tang glanced at him and woke him up who was still in a daze.
Liang Jian hurriedly followed him. When he came out of Old Tang's residence, Tang Yi had already driven his car and was waiting outside. On the way back, Liang Jian didn't say a word to Old Tang. Today's scene, for Liang Jian,
So shocking.
Although he has seen people more ruthless than this, today's protagonist is Old Tang, and his opponent is Old Tang's brother. In Liang Jian's heart, he was suddenly filled with complex feelings and respect for Old Tang.