Zhui Xu Chapter 127

The first two seven chapters of the new era

The shadow of the lamp swayed, the time was like a stagnation in the space above the green floor, and the eyes and the complex weaving seemed to squeeze the air in a certain direction or nearly fixed result, and with this The feeling of squeezing, the voice of He Fang finally sounded again: "The finale of the finale, let us the shopkeeper of Suishi cloth to tell everyone about the business of the past year, and also..."

After a little bit of trivial words, almost everyone was watching the Su family. Su Zhongkan Su Yunfang is quiet and slightly frowning. Aside, Liao's shopkeeper bowed his head for a moment, then stood up with a smile and hugged the crowd around him, ready to go forward. Later, the name of the cockroach was hesitant to go to the brocade box under the right hand of the lord, and then used force.

But there is no bsp; Ning Yi is sitting there just slightly tilting his head, like thinking about something, his eyes seem indifferent and quiet, of course, this time seems a bit cold, Yu Guang occasionally look at the Wu family. The right hand is motionless on top of the box.

The Liao treasurer who wants to go forward has already noticed the attitude of Ning Yi. He has been embarrassed for a moment, and he has turned back and tried to reach for the box: "There is a chance..." He whispered, Ning Yi smiled and then said coldly: "Let's let go."

"Grandfather, there is a chance..."

Quiet here for a while, people may not hear Ning Yi and Liao treasurer talking, but no one spoke, just sighed or sneered. After a while, Ning Yi's voice rang in the hall.

"We...quit."

It seems that the reaction of everyone waiting for finally appeared, the voice of the singer screamed, and the shredded fingertips just started, just beginning to feel the atmosphere. Liao's shopkeeper frowned, looked around, and suppressed the voice: "There is a chance, my grandfather, don't take 1uan..."

He has been busy with this work under tremendous pressure for more than a month, and has done all the hard work. In these few days, he thought that the personnel had been exhausted, and there were not many reasons for failure. Only a little optimistic was made. When I took out the yellow brocade, it was difficult to know to what extent the horror in his heart would go.

The situation is complicated tonight, but as the authorities, it is probably possible to sort out a dark outline, the timing of the Wu family taking out the fabric, the arrangement and attitude of Dong Daren, and everything is back pressured, such as a nightmare. In fact, the pressure on the Liao treasurer who really controls the situation of the Sujia big house tonight may be the biggest pressure. But even in such a situation, he still kept all the emotions and pulled Ning Yi back. At this time, he planned to make the final effort, at least to do what he was doing. At this time, the temperament of the impulsive script has not changed anything. When the situation is stronger than the people, the ruthlessness is actually nothing, but it is in vain to let the other people feel that the Su family has no demeanor.

However, at this time, Ning Yi shook his head and repeated it again: "We quit."

Liao's treasurer pressed the fire and was about to talk again. The former Hefang had already frowned and stood up: “Ning Xianzhen, today is just to let your Su family participate in this gathering, talk about your Su family's achievements, and the present publicity. I have a Jiangning Weaving Bureau that is just right, but I have never been involved in such a disgraceful circle. You are here to say that you are leaving, dare to ask you what you want to quit? Young people can think twice before speaking."

When he said this, some people nodded their heads in the slogan. Some people chuckled and said that Ning Yi was dying at this time. Liao treasurer was a little anxious, Ning Yi had slowly stood up, looking at the side of Wujia, Wu Chenghou, Wu Qilong and his son also smiled and looked over here. The people in the venue were stunned and stunned. Ning Yi shouted: "You can't do this... shameless." This is not hysterically shouted, but it is anger.

"Ning Liheng, not allowed to relax"

He Fang stood up. Dong Decheng, who has been smiling and watching the situation, patted his hand: "No, no, Ningxian is young and young, no matter who it is, no matter whether it is for today's banquet or my weaving bureau, but it is, this is The official never stops talking."

At the same time, because Ning Yi was talking to Wu Chenghou, some merchants who were close to Wujia had already occupied this time. They were prepared to cooperate with Wujia to continue bullying the Su family. Wu Chenghou extended his hand: "Ning Xian is not talking about my Wu family?"

At this end, Dong Decheng's voice fell, and Su Zhongkan, Su Yunfang, and Liao's treasurer have all changed their faces slightly. They are afraid that Ning Yi's real girl will also pull in the weaving bureau, and they are going to talk, but see Ning Yi looked at Dong Decheng and then nodded. He took a deep breath and smiled. From the beginning to the end, except for the Wujia's demise and the screaming of the brocade, the rest of the time, even if others can see that he is not right, he has always maintained a quiet and somewhat graceful state. It was finally stunned and looked at the side of the Wu family.

"Oh, okay... Isn't Shibo saying that he wants to help think about poetry? It's the thing of today, and suddenly I think that a poem is the most suitable, I write it... Can you want to see it?”

"Haha, so very good." Wu Chenghou smiled and immediately replied, he looked around and looked at him. "I am a merchant of the Uygur family. I am a bit rough on the weekdays. I don't touch the spirit. Ning Xianzhen is Jiangning. The first talent, everyone knows, you are willing to write poetry for today, what else can you have? You, I am waiting for today's gathering in this green building, it is a great event to get the first talent of Jiangning. Come and come, give Xianxian a pen and paper..."

Some people smiled and stood up, and some people had some sighs in their hearts. At this time, no matter what they wrote, they just made people laugh. Although Ning Yi is a great talent, but what can be used in such a situation. At this time, the poems are written well, and people from different days will talk about it. They will only say that Ning Yi's business road has lost face, and even if the poetry will make the Ukrainian family more powerful, others will only feel that the merchant's home itself is so, just In turn, it created a momentum for the Ukrainian family and lost his face.

However, now that the words have been exported and then recovered, there is no way. Ning Yi stood there looking at the Wu family. The two crickets put paper and pen on his side, and he did not pay attention to it. After a while, I finally turned around and picked up the pen and stayed in the air.

A group of merchants gathered around. The inside was a little quiet, and there was also a whispering voice outside. The fragrance under the restaurant was passed up. In the crowd, Wu Chenghou, Wu Qilong and Wu Qihao smiled and looked at the paper on the table. Finally, the pen is falling.

Someone leaned over and looked at it carefully, and then read the first sentence with some doubt.

"Liquor and Judy..."

The voice spread and some people looked around.

"Is there a singer today?"

"莫老四, you are really cold..."

"what?"

"This is an ancient poem..."

The voices are 1uan, some people have already doubted that although the people present are merchants, many people still have some knowledge. "Liquor and Judy" is clearly a poem by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty. At this time, Ning Yi just wanted to copy it again? However, with the strange style of Ning Yi's past, it is hard to say that it would not be a deliberate ng name but a new one. But the next sentence has already overturned this guess.

"Liquor and Junjun are wide..."

Ning Yi was writing very fast at this time. He couldn't be a good person. It was a bit sloppy. It may prove that he was angry in his heart. After the poems were written, the rice paper was just a curse of good works:

Discretionary wine and Jun Jun are self-contained, and the human condition is like a slap. Bai Xiangzhi still presses the sword, Zhu Mén first smiles and plays the crown. Grass sè all wet and wet, hua branch y swaying cold. It's better to ask if you want to go to the world.

Did not move once, did not change a word, Ning Yi finished writing, looked down and looked at: "Wang Mozhenzhu yù in front, not under the 1uan wrote, this poem will be given to Wujia Shibo, how?"

Wu Chenghou looked at the poem, then looked at Ning Yi, but the smile on the face was unchanged. Then he smiled lightly: "This poem is very good, although it makes the average person feel bad, but it is in business. Today's anger is inadvertently pursued by me, but this poem, I accepted it, and I will take it safely afterwards."

Ning Yi also smiled, spit out a sigh of relief and put down the pen. Then I turned around and whispered: "We walked." Grabbing the tableside box and throwing it out the window, he didn't seem to be very hard, but the box went straight out of the window, the lid was in the air. When the cockroach was opened, a touch of bright yellow ran across the corners of the crowd and fell downstairs.

婵 "啊" whispered, hurriedly ran downstairs, Ning Yi did not go to the entrance of the corridor at this time, Wu Qilong smiled and walked over, patted his shoulder, whispered: "Ning Brothers are talented, but why do they involve unfamiliar business, writing and writing poems at home, is not better, hehe."

Ning Yi smiled and glanced at him, did not answer, and then continued to go downstairs.

The voice of the discussion began to grow bigger behind...

There has been such a gathering step. Although several adults have not stopped it, the next fixed procedure has to continue. The Su family can ignore the Huangshang, but they still have to talk about it, and everyone returns to the seat. There was no reduction in the discussion. During this period, there were also two children dressed up and squatting and squatting down the stairs, but such things were ignored. Wu Chenghou made people take the "Liquor and Judy" written by Ning Yi well, and talked with some people around them.

The Ukrainian family has always been eager to slow down, but this time, it is quite a bit of a silent listening to the thunder. From the yellow cloth that Ning Yi threw downstairs, most people probably guessed what happened, but in this case, even the Su family could not speak because there was no way to prove what they wrote, and others would only think of Wujia. It was really amazing. This time, it was really too powerful. Su's family had been paving the way for a few years. At this time, it was painstakingly paved for a month, and it was turned over by Wu's family.

Starting today, the Su family will gradually withdraw from Jiangning's weaving three-piece structure. The real family is the Wu family. The Xue family has been unable to compete with the Ukrainian family. It can only stay in the second position. The turning point of the move, also began to reconsider the position of the Su family and some relations with the Su family. As for Ning Yi, it was a poor person. He was only stuck in the middle, and he could not do anything about it.

When someone looked downstairs, the scholar's green robe figure stood downstairs, looking back at this side, probably remembering this building, put a few poor words ~www.mtlnovel.com~ all this However, it is only the afterimage of the loser's depression. Only he is with him. The people upstairs looked at them a few times, and they laughed and talked back to others...

Next, to adapt to a new pattern, it is more like to adapt to a new era for people in the cloth industry. As for the losers, it will only exist in the talks after the meal, and it will take a long time to look at it all. 1 ang fee.

As a result, the atmosphere upstairs continued to heat up.

"The crab here seems to be good today, didn't eat it... a pity."

Downstairs, Ning Yi stood on the side of the road and looked at the signboard of the green building. Some regretted and sighed.

"Then..." I frowned, some embarrassed, "Would you like to pack it back?"

"There is a bag..." Ning Yi laughed, then took a slap on the shoulder, "Go, go back, busy for more than a month, nothing to do..."

The night wind swayed, and the master and the servant walked in the direction of the carriage, and Zhou Pei and Zhou Junwu came over.

A rare, cool, relaxing night...

It is difficult to get a mén once a year, three days of the annual meeting, and when I only sleep for seven, when I meet the high-finished part, the inspiration is there, and I can't stand it. Hey, for such diligence, ask for a monthly pass, a recommended ticket ^_^

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