Chapter 21: Conversation between Grandparents and Grandchildren
When Fan Zhiyu heard this, he immediately shook his head like a rattle.
Song Jian couldn't stand those domineering young masters the most, and he would deal with them as soon as he saw them.
Moreover, he doesn't give face to anyone.
Therefore, all the dandies in the capital were afraid of him, and Fan Zhiyu was no exception.
Song Qianzhao led Fan Zhiyu and others to find a restaurant.
Order a table full of delicious dishes and pair it with two pots of good wine.
He also set up another table for his followers, along with a jar of strong liquor.
The men immediately started to eat with relish, shouting and yelling.
Fan Zhiyu pushed the three boxes in front of Song Qianzhao and said angrily, "Brother Song, you divide them. I will accept any way you divide them."
Song Qianzhao glanced at him, without any hesitation, pulled the box over and began to count the belongings.
There wasn't much valuables in the three boxes, so she finished counting them quickly.
Song Qianzhao took out the land deeds and house deeds of Ruiqi Casino and Xiangyun Pawnshop from the box where the land deeds, house deeds and land deeds were placed, and took out ten gold bars from the box containing gold bars.
"The Ruiqi Casino and the Xiangyun Pawnshop belong to me. They burned down, and I need some silver to rebuild them, so I took ten gold bars. The rest is yours."
"You only took this? All this adds up to less than thirty thousand taels..."
When Fan Zhiyu pushed the three boxes towards Song Qianzhao, he seemed generous, but he was actually worried in his heart.
He was afraid that Song Qianzhao would take away a lot without any hesitation.
Unexpectedly, Song Qianzhao only took less than 30%, which made him both surprised and shocked.
Song Qianzhao put away the land deeds and smiled gently: "We are friends, a little money is nothing. Besides, I am older than you, and as an older brother I have to take care of my younger brother."
As an older brother, you have to take care of your younger brother.
This sentence directly hit the most vulnerable part of Fan Zhiyu's heart.
He clearly has two biological brothers, but they have ignored him over the years and have never even said a word to ask about his well-being.
On the contrary, this newly sworn brother...
Fan Zhiyu was somewhat touched. "You also said that we are friends. We share the sweetness and the hardship. We will split the money fifty-fifty!"
Song Qianzhao noticed the change in Fan Zhiyu's mood. She had heard about the family affairs of the Fan family when she was snooping around in the streets and alleys before. She knew that Fan Zhiyu was not valued in the Fan family.
Song Qianzhao hesitated for a moment, then took a box and said, "Leave this box here, I'll keep it for you."
Fan Zhiyu nodded, "I'll listen to you, Brother Song."
After three rounds of wine, the candlelight flickers red.
Fan Zhiyu was already drunk, his face flushed, but he still held up his wine bowl and shouted, "Brother... give me another bowl! I won't leave until I'm drunk!"
Song Qianzhao also drank with a dazed look in his eyes: "Don't drink anymore... If you drink any more, you'll fall down."
"I'm not drunk!" Fan Zhiyu retorted with his neck stiff, but his body involuntarily slid down the table.
The attendant suppressed his laughter and reached out to support his shaky shoulders.
Suddenly, the sound of the night watchman's clapper came from outside the window, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
Song Qianzhao looked out the window at the dark night.
"It's getting late..." Before she could finish her words, Fan Zhiyu fell down on the wine table with a thud, snoring like thunder.
Song Qianzhao laughed and was about to speak when he suddenly felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and he fell headfirst onto the table.
In the early morning, a thin mist wrapped in drizzle spread across the capital.
The street vendors and shop assistants had already begun their busy day. Some were setting up their stalls, some were cleaning tables and chairs, some were lighting fires, and others were busy mixing drinks and seasonings...
These hardworking people are always the first to wake up and the busiest.
As the sun slowly rose, they were ready to welcome the guests, and the morning mist gradually dissipated under the sunlight.
Song Qianzhao woke up from a hangover with a splitting headache and his temples were throbbing.
Although most of the drinks in Dasui are sweet wines that are not easy to make you drunk, it is still very uncomfortable once you get drunk.
Song Qianzhao sat up in a daze, still feeling a little dizzy.
Two strong men with tattoos on their arms were guarding the table. When they saw him wake up, they immediately came over.
"Master, are you awake?"
Song Qianzhao rubbed his forehead and found that the seat opposite was empty. Then he asked with a nasal voice, "Where is Fan Zhiyu?"
"My young master has returned home. Before leaving, he told the servants to take good care of you and your money."
Song Qianzhao nodded and turned his gaze to where the money was placed.
When she saw two boxes on the table, she was stunned.
The tattooed man smiled respectfully, "My master said that since we're brothers, I won't let you suffer any loss. The house deed, the land deed, and the gold bars total fifty thousand taels."
Upon hearing this, Song Qianzhao couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.
Although the behavior is childish, it reveals the sincere friendship between friends.
"Okay, I understand. You can go back and report."
"I'll take my leave."
After the tattooed man left, Song Qianzhao stood up, said goodbye to the clerk and the shop owner who were standing at the door to cause trouble, and walked towards the Song Mansion with two boxes in his arms.
She slept in the restaurant all night, and the tattooed men guarded the restaurant all night.
The owner and his staff were worried that the tattooed men might cause trouble, so they had to force themselves to stay up late.
In their eyes, Song Qianzhao was the evil that kept them up all night.
As soon as I arrived at the gate of Song Mansion, I saw Xunjiu squatting alone on the steps, holding a bulging bundle in his arms and wiping his tears.
Song Qianzhao was stunned and asked in a gentle voice, "What happened to you? Were you bullied?"
When Xun Jiu saw Song Qianzhao, his eyes lit up first, and then he burst into tears, "Master... I thought you had abandoned me..."
Li Song Qianzhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She reached out and rubbed his hair. "You are my follower, the person I trust the most. How could I abandon you?"
Xunjiu stopped crying and smiled, "I knew the young master wouldn't abandon me."
Song Qianzhao was surprised, "You stayed here all night?"
Xunjiu nodded.
Song Qianzhao said helplessly: “Don’t be so stupid in the future, give me the package and go back to rest.”
Xunjiu handed the bag to Song Qianzhao and turned to walk into the mansion.
After walking a few steps, he stopped hesitantly, turned around, and asked cautiously: "Master, you really won't abandon me?"
"Won't!"
Song Qianzhao answered straightforwardly without any hesitation.
Xun Jiu seemed to have finally taken a reassurance pill, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and his expression relaxed. He raised his hand to wipe his face, then turned around and walked back to the mansion with a steady step.
Song Qianzhao turned around and called out to the doorman who was hiding in the gatehouse watching the excitement.
"Stop looking and help me move my things in."
The man came up to Song Qianzhao with a big smile on his face, bowed and said, "Young Master."
After the ceremony, he picked up his bag and said to Song Qianzhao in a low voice, "You woke up yesterday and didn't go to see the master. The master was very angry."
Song Qianzhao was startled at first, then his expression changed slightly, "I forgot..."
Song Qianzhao threw the box to the doorman and instructed: "Take it to the warehouse and ask them to keep it for me first. I will come back to get it later."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qianzhao quickly walked into the mansion and went straight to the main hall.
Just as he had walked around the screen wall at the entrance, before he had taken a few steps, he heard an angry voice, "How can you be so reckless? How can you behave like a scholar?"
Song Qianzhao suddenly stopped and looked up to see an old man with silver hair standing in front of the main hall, looking at her angrily.
Manager Huang stood beside the old man with his head bowed, not daring to breathe.
Although no one introduced her, Song Qianzhao knew in her heart that this was her grandfather Song Jian.
She didn't expect that Song Jian would be waiting for her in the main hall.
Does this count as recognition of her?
Under Song Jian's angry glare, Song Qianzhao calmly stood up straight, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, and said: "Grandson Song Qianzhao, I pay my respects to my grandfather."
When Song Qianzhao met his grandfather for the first time, he had to kneel three times and kowtow nine times.
When Song Jian heard this, his expression eased slightly. He snorted and said, "That's more than enough. Get up and follow me to the main hall to talk."
Seeing that Song Jian was not angry and did not ask her about why she did not come home all night last night, Song Qianzhao felt relieved.
Song Qianzhao followed Song Jian into the main hall.
The main hall is elegantly furnished, with a yellow rosewood eight-immortal table in the center, topped with a celadon tea set. On either side are a pair of armchairs, the backs of which are carved with auspicious cloud patterns.
On the east wall hangs a vertical scroll of a landscape painting, depicting the faint shadows of distant mountains and light boats on nearby water, with clear and airy brushwork.
Song Jian sat upright in the main seat in the main hall, his majesty evident without even being angry.
After Song Qianzhao walked into the main hall, he stood in front of him politely, with his hands hanging down, waiting for instructions.
"Eighteen years old is an adult, you should understand things. You should understand everything I say."
"Grandfather, please give your instructions."
Song Jian nodded and said, "You were quite clever to be able to get that rhinoceros belt back.
But while the action was successful, the means were not upright. The most important thing in life is to be honest and upright. Only by acting with integrity and being honest can one establish oneself.
Those who are accustomed to using tricks may gain temporary benefits, but they will not last long."
"Grandson, you can save yourself the trouble."
Song Jian nodded and asked, "Have you ever studied?"
Song Qianzhao was stunned, and after a moment of thought, he said, "I can read, but I don't understand the Four Books and Five Classics."
Song Jian frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "Such a good child, but he wasted his life! How can Song Fu be a father?"
Before Song Qianzhao could respond, Song Jian angrily shouted, "He doesn't care about you, I do. Go back and pack your bags. You will go to the Imperial College to observe the lessons in three days. I have already negotiated with several doctors at the Imperial College and will allow you to observe the lessons first."
When you have made progress in your studies and can keep up with the progress, you can officially enroll in the Imperial College."
Go to the Imperial College to study?
Song Qianzhao was stunned for a moment, wanting to say something but stopping himself. After hesitating for a moment, he finally opened his mouth and asked.
"Can I not go?"
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