Chapter 386 Chapter Old Master Out of the Mountain

On this day, Su Muru's secretary found that the mayor got off work early today! You know, Su Murou usually doesn't go back until about 8 or 9 p.m., but today, at 5 p.m., Su Muru told his secretary to clean up and get off work early.

When I saw Tang Yu having breakfast at Su's house this morning, the secretary felt a little deep in his heart. Su Murou has no children. Tang Yu is the only god son he recognizes. The secretary estimated that he would come to his house for dinner tonight, so Su Muru went home early.

At present, the secretary didn't dare to ask more questions. After packing up, he called the driver and Su Muru to get off work together. When they returned to Su's house, they saw Tang Yu sitting on the sofa of Su's house, with a roll of rice paper on the coffee table. The secretary smiled and left with a good look.

Gu Qiuxia didn't think much about it when she saw Tang Yu. She had lost her child. It was too late to be happy to see her god-son coming home to eat! How can you think so much? Just quickly prepare some good dishes and have a happy dinner.

Halfway through dinner, Gu Qiuxia found that her old man got off work early today! Now she is even happier. You know, Su Muru didn't come back so early as usual. Today, the god-son came home and the old guy also came back early, which made Gu Qiuxia even happier.

The family finished the dinner happily. Gu Qiuxia, who was very happy during the meal, also made an exception to let her old man drink a small glass of wine. You know that she usually took care of the wine bottle at home and didn't give it to the old man. It's out of law to make an exception for Su Muru to have a drink today.

After dinner, Su Muru and Tang Yu walked into the study one after another. When Tang Yu entered, he still held the roll of rice paper in his hand. After Tang Yu entered the door, the father and son sat opposite each other.

Tang Yu spread out the rice paper on the table in the study, with a pair of words on it. It was in the afternoon that Tang Yu hung up Su Murou's phone and went crazy in his own study.

"Chen Mohan asked you to write this word for him?" Su Muru stood up and frowned at the picture "The work of He Xue's Messenger Yu Dian Yuan's vain gift" on the table.

"Yes, just let me write this word. Then I registered my ID card to join the 'Member of Dongling Calligraphy Association'. There is nothing more to do. Before leaving, he told me that in three days, Geelong Group will trade their shares in Wanjian. In a week, the Zhang family will completely withdraw from Dongling!"

Su Murou listened to Tang Yu's narration quietly, and gently stroked the wild and flamboyant cursive calligraphy with his hand. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

"Dad godfather, why don't you say that if he intends to get close to us?" Tang Yu thought and continued, "But if he doesn't plan to get close to us, why do you have to tell me the news of the Zhang family?"

After listening to Tang Yu's narration, Su Muru raised his head with a smile. Although this child is relatively old, he lacks political experience after all! The adverb that Chen Mohan asked him to write and the words he said to him have actually shown his position.

Chen Mohan decided to teach his son this lesson today. Whether he is in business or politics in the future, it must be used.

"Xiao Yu, do you know Zheng Banqiao?" Su Muru did not directly answer Tang Yu's question, but asked rhetorical.

"I know that Zheng Xie (xiè), a literati in the Qing Dynasty, is Kerou, and Banqiao is his number. The scholar in the Kangxi period, a ten-year-old scholar of Yongzheng, and the second-class scholar of Bingchenke in the first year of Qianlong. Before he became an official, he sold paintings in Yangzhou for a living. After he became an official, he served as a magistrate in Fan County, Shandong Province and Wei County. In order to invite the hungry people to beg for their return. Poetry, calligraphy and painting are all independent, and are known as the three masterpieces.

Su Muru listened to his son's respectful answer and couldn't help but feel a trace of pride in his heart! Although Tang Yu is only his god-son, what's the difference between him and his own son?!

He spent most of his life with his wife Gu Qiuxia, and his only daughter was lost. He now regards Tang Yu as his own son and points to this boy for his retirement in the future.

"Xiao Yu, since you know Zheng Banqiao, you must also know that he later left office and returned to the people, right?" Su Muru asked with a smile that the child's foundation is solid, but it is still too superficial to see things.

"I know that Banqiao was 61 years old, and he thought that the people asked for the officials to go to the official. When he went to Wei, the people covered the road to stay, and the portraits of the family were sacrificed, and spontaneously built an ancestral temple for Zheng Banqiao in Weicheng Island Temple. After going to the official, Banqiao sold paintings for a living. He went back and forth between Yangzhou and Xinghua, with his fellow calligraphy and paintings, poetry, wine and singing.

Tang Yu nodded and recalled.

Su Muru smiled, took out the bottle of Feitian Maotai from the drawer, and drooled Tang Yu. Su Muru took out two small wine glasses and poured wine for himself and his son.

" Just drink a little! Don't let your godmother know, or she will have to nagging me again!" After Su Muru explained, he pushed the wine glass down in front of Tang Yu.

Tang Yu quickly nodded, picked up the cup of Maotai and drank it cleanly!

After Su Muru finished drinking the wine, he slowly explained to Tang Yu, "Whether Chen Mohan really likes it or falsely likes it, he tells others in this way: I'm just an old man who is not in office."

Then, Su Muruo stood up and pointed to the cursive script on the word and said, "Let's take a look at this word again. He asked you to write it must have his meaning. But he knows that you won't understand, but I do.

Su Murou slowly read out the poem with this word.

"Ten years of Yangzhou painter, the long general ochre ink instead of rouge.

It is written that bamboo and cypress have no color, and the sale is not in time with the east wind.

After reading, Su Muru did not explain directly to his son, but asked, "Xiao Yu, can you see what Chen Mohan is going to express to us in combination with what happened this time?"

Tang Yu shook his head after listening to Su Muru's words. To be honest, he also thought about whether Chen Mohan had expressed anything to him when he came home. But after all, he has never rolled in the officialdom in his last life. How do you know the curves in it?!

Su Muru shook his head with a smile, stretched out his finger and pointed to the first poem "Ten Years of Yangzhou Painter" and said, "This 'Ten Years of Yangzhou Painter' Chen Mohan told us that he had left the officialdom for ten years. Now he is just an old chairman of the Calligraphy Association.

Then, Su Muru stretched out his hand and pressed the next sentence of the poem, "Long general ochre ink instead of rouge" and continued, "And this sentence 'Long general ochre ink instead of rouge' tells us that he has no money, but he doesn't care about money."

Tang Yu couldn't help nodding after listening to Su Muru's words. With a certain literary foundation, he knew that the so-called ochre ink originally served the ochre clothes and was tortured by ink. It refers to punishment. The "ochre ink" in this poem refers to the ink used for writing and painting, and the rouge is applied to the face. The ochre ink replaces the rouge, which means that I don't have money to dress up.

"And this sentence 'written with bamboo and cypress without color', his Chen Mohan means that he does not join any faction now. That is to say, at least he doesn't mean to get closer to us now.

Tang Yu was stunned! I didn't expect that this "Wothing Presented by the Messenger of Hexue in Dianyuan" turned out to be just a self-deprecating poem made by Zheng Banqiao when he was frustrated, but it was able to express so many meanings in their hands!

These two people don't see each other but understand each other!

"Ha ha... Xiao Yu! Compared with your peers, you are really early. But political things are not simple to be figured out by Zaohui. If the joints in the officialdom are not in it, you will feel that they are blurred.

Su Muru sighed and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. Chen Mohan first hated the Zhang family and wanted to get closer to himself and others, but now he shrinks back. Why on earth?!

"Dad, what does this last sentence mean?" Tang Yu couldn't help sighing when he looked at the song "The Work of the Messenger of Hexue in Dianyuan" he wrote. He wrote it, but can he understand it?!

"The last sentence is simple." Su Muru smiled and explained to Tang Yu, "'Selling is not in time with the east wind'. The key is to be 'in time'! That is to say, he is in the mood to get closer to us, but now it's 'untimely'. So he didn't sell it!"

When Tang Yu heard this, he seemed to catch something but couldn't remember it for a moment. He frowned and kept thinking about whether he had missed any key points.

Su Muru looked at his son frowning on the chair and couldn't help smiling. What can you think of! This is not a simple business problem, let alone a business theory.

But after thinking for a while, Tang Yu suddenly gave Su Muruo a surprise!

"Dad godfather, I received a phone call from my second uncle today. Jilong Group told him to take over the 40% share of Wanjian. And the price is only 50 million!"

Su Muru's eyes lit up when he heard the words! Maybe that's the crux of the problem!" Xiaoyu, make it clear! Did they make any conditions?!"

"Yes, their only condition is for me to have a meal with them. But he also said that even if he didn't eat that meal, 40% of the shares would still be sold to my second uncle for 50 million yuan.

Su Muru often sighs when he hears the words, which is likely to be the key to the problem! Su Muru suddenly came to a conclusion, but after a while, he picked up the phone and made a phone call.

"Jiang Hui! Hello, I'm Su Muru! Yes! Yes! This is the one from Dongling! I thought you forgot me! Haha..." The person on the other end of the phone seems to be familiar with Su Murou but not close.

"When are you free to come to Dongling and let me treat you?! Haha..." Tang Yu looked at his godfather suddenly calling and talking nonsense with a guy who didn't know anything at this time.

Jiang Hui turned into Lao Jiang, and the laughter kept laughter. It was not until he said something boring for almost half a day that Su Muru pretended not to care about a topic.

"Lao Jiang ~ I heard that Jilong has been moving a lot recently... Have you ever heard any news?"

"What?! Really?! It seems that it's not a small matter... Oh, oh, so it is... Ah?! Is there someone coming to your house?! That's good! Then you are busy! You are busy! Remember to come to Dongling to find me when you have time! Haha..."

As soon as the phone hung up, Su Muru was silent.

"Xiao Yu... This may be the real reason why Chen Mohan retreated!" After a while, Su Muru slowly said to Tang Yu: "Zhang family, the master has changed..."

"Mr. Zhang, I'm out of the mountain..."