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    "Dad, calm down, dad" "Oops!" It's not the pain of the knife cutting flesh on the body, or the feeling of the scabbard Lu Xiaojia is very sad and aggrieved. He doesn't know what evil he did in his previous life?  There is such a father in the stall, who will do something evil if he disagrees with me.  Of course, Lu Yongxiang also knows that it is his right as a father to beat his son, but it is wrong to use the knife given by the president. The scabbard should be used.  "Oops" "Dad, I was wrong, I was wrong." Lu Yongxiang gasped and asked, "Where did I go wrong!" Lu Xiaojia was so aggrieved that tears welled up in his eyes, but he just couldn't get up, in this regard  He admired his good brother Duan Hongye very much, who was also one of the four young masters of the Republic of China. He was often beaten. Of course, others did not have the courage, and the only one who could do it was Duan Qirui.  But there is one amazing thing about Duan Hongye. He never screams. Regardless of Duan Qirui's heavy hands in anger, he never screams in pain during the beating.  At the end of the day, when Duan Qirui was panting like an ox and sweating all over from exhaustion, Mr. Duan could still smile and ask his father: "Dad, are you tired? Take a rest first and start again later."  " Don't ask Lao Duan how he was feeling at that time. Even Duan Qirui, who had a will of steel, would have thoughts of being discouraged.  I often sigh helplessly for the education at home.  Anyway, his eldest son, Duan Qirui, who became my father, has lost the intention to continue to discipline him. His skin is too thick and he is more difficult to deal with than flesh on a hob.  Once, Lu Xiaojia, who was suffering from the same disease, was curious and asked him why he didn't scream when he was beaten. Didn't it hurt?  What responded to Lu Xiaojia was Duan Hongye¡¯s white eyes, which looked like white marble, making the person nervous and confused.  Duan Hongye snorted coldly: "Why doesn't it hurt? The old man's hand is black?" "But you can still laugh!" Lu Xiaojia was puzzled.  Duan Hongye smiled naturally and said: "Brother, people like us don't have much ability. Apart from using the old man's name to exchange for a lifetime of fine clothes and food, what else can we do? If you can't even stand being beaten, why should you be better than  Others are lucky. If you want money, someone will give it to you, if you want a woman, someone will give it to you, if you want a house, if you want stocks we don't get these through our own abilities, but because the old man joined the army when he was young and had his head in his belt.  , I survived a narrow escape. Even the money for raising my children was obtained by his status as an old man. Why would I dare to cry out for pain? To be a thief, you have to be mentally prepared to be caught and beaten to death. To be a military governor?  It¡¯s much easier than being a thief. It¡¯s like being noble in front of others and suffering behind others.¡± This is what makes good brother Lu Xiaojia admire him. He is so powerful that he can always find someone who is superior to him when he makes mistakes.  reasons, and then brainwash yourself into a strong 'warrior'.  "Lu Xiaojia can't learn this, and she can't learn it.  I thought that I must be tough in front of the old man in this life, but Lu Xiaojia still yelled and screamed, provoking everyone in the family.  At this time, Lu Yongxiang, who was about to take a break, stopped and asked angrily: "Tell me, how many arms were sold and to whom?" Lu Xiaojia choked: "Dad, I didn't sell arms." "Good boy,  Good boy, you dare to deny it, I'll let you have a long memory." Lu Yongxiang raised the scabbard and started to fight again.  At this time, He Fenglin, the commander of the Jinling garrison who happened to be visiting the Marshal's Mansion, grabbed Lu Yongxiang. He was a sensible person. Not to mention Lu Xiaojia, even if He Fenglin wanted to resell the weapons and ammunition in the arsenal, it was impossible!  Not to mention Lu Xiaojia is a stupid kid.  ¡°Anyway, Lu Xiaojia, who is already in her thirties, is a child who has not grown up in the eyes of her elders.  He and Lu Yongxiang are brothers-in-law, and naturally they are also Lu Xiaojia's uncle.  Lu Xiaojia's sore forehead was covered in cold sweat. She weakly turned her head and glanced at He Fenglin, tears streaming down her face: "Uncle, you're here!" He Fenglin blinked and left everything to him: "Brother-in-law, you don't want to think about it either.  , can the arsenal move out the arms without your warrant?" After asking this, Lu Yongxiang had an impression that this was the case, and he felt a little unhappy. Could it be that he made a mistake?  Looking down at his son who was being trampled under his feet, he immediately got rid of this immature thought in his mind.  He said bluntly: "You are also being smeared with mud. How is this boy so capable?" "Xiaojia sometimes does things without thinking carefully, but he is still a good boy." As an uncle, Lu Xiaojia is not good or bad.  Within the scope of He Fenglin's consideration, it is reasonable to say some nice things for free.  But in Lu Xiaojia's desperate situation, He Fenglin was undoubtedly a savior. ????????????????????????????????Panting heavily, he continued: "Even if he did something wrong outside, he is still better than Mr. Yuan!" Lu Yongxiang snorted coldly and said nothing.  Although Yuan Shikai had a bad reputation, it was in later generations, in the Republic of China, especially in the Beiyang period. As the founder of Beiyang, he had a high status and reputation.  Even the Yuan family would be looked down upon by others, but in the eyes of his old officials, the Second Young Master Yuan was definitely an alien and a rebellious son.  Even if there are too many faults in being a father, there are also many things wrong with Yuan Shikai's proclaiming himself emperor. However, the Second Young Master Yuan was the first person to jump out and oppose the imperial system. He even reacted faster than Mr. Sun Da, Yuan Shikai's biggest political enemy at the time.  There is no way, Second Young Master Yuan¡¯s information channels are more domineering than the ¡®Kuomintang¡¯.  The news about the "Kuomintang" needs someone to spread it from the Presidential Palace. It is intelligence, and it is very high-level intelligence.  But for the second prince Yuan Kewen, it was a family matter. He would know it as soon as he returned to the mansion, and no one would hide it from him.  Lu Yongxiang thought about it and felt that it was right. His son was not very capable and had a knack for cheating and abduction, but he really didn¡¯t have the guts to disobey himself and betray his father.  Thinking of this, Lu Yongxiang nodded obediently. This was the truth.  He Fenglin smiled with satisfaction. The veteran general took action. He was also a veteran general who commanded a land and water. He still had this insight.  Then he turned to Lu: "Xiaojia, it's not a big deal. Selling arms these days is not a crime. Isn't it just causing trouble outside? Tell my uncle, he will level him for you!" Lu Xiaojia was full of joy at first.  His face soon turned into a bitter smile, and then he even became confused about whether to laugh or cry. He found that none of his relatives at home were reliable. Of course, He Fenglin was probably the most reliable, and there was no need for a reason to protect him.  But that paragraph just now was not about protecting him!  It simply made him unable to express his suffering!  Lu Xiaojia smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle, I really didn't cause any trouble. I'm doing business outside? I just came home to ask for help from my father." "Hey, you kid, why don't you listen to my advice? My uncle is here, what are you afraid of?"  The implication is that He Fenglin told Lu Xiaojia that even if he broke the news, he would help Lu Xiaojia stop Lu Yongxiang.  It¡¯s not that Lu Xiaojia was ungrateful to He Fenglin, he just said something like ¡®thank you and your family¡¯ on the spot. Well, this shouldn¡¯t be a word of gratitude.  "Because of He Fenglin's bad words, he painted a good thing into a darker and darker picture. He Fenglin, who was a good helper, did not feel the collapse of Lu Xiaojia's heart at all. Instead, he looked triumphant.  At this time, Lu Xiaojia¡¯s aunt, Lu Yongxiang¡¯s wife, came forward.  She is the biological sister of Lu Xiaojia's biological mother. Her sister did not enjoy a blessed life and died of illness when Lu Xiaojia was a child. After that, Lu Yongxiang married his sister-in-law.  She brought up the child Xiaojia.  "Auntie!" Lu Xiaojia almost burst into tears. He knew that his father would not listen to anyone else's words at home, but only listened to his old aunt. Moreover, this old aunt had a stable personality and usually took care of her husband and children at home.  , never ask her husband about outside affairs.  He Fenglin also shouted with a clear face: "Sister, you are here. This kid Xiaojia was almost beaten to death!" Anyway, Lu Yongxiang's wives are all his sisters, no matter how they call them, they are all the same.  Lu Yongxiang was tired of hearing these words. What do you mean he was almost beaten to death?  A tiger's poison will not eat its seeds, let alone his own father, is it possible that he will really kill him?  He always greets people in places with lots of meat. If he can't kill anyone, he will surely suffer the consequences, just to make Lu Xiaojia remember a little longer.  "Master, maybe Xiaojia is telling the truth. Is he really doing business in Shanghai? Isn't Lu Han in Shanghai? Why don't you let him ask, and it won't waste much time." Lu Yongxiang was also tired, so he disciplined him.  My son worked so hard, it was even more tiring than training for new recruits.  He sighed and softened his tone: "Okay, let Feng Lin go and ask." "Brother-in-law, I told you earlier" "Go quickly!" Lu Yongxiang didn't have the energy to chat with He Fenglin, a nonsense person.  One worry after another came up in my mind, and I was very angry.  He Fenglin didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he trotted out and went to send a telegram.  That night, Lu Han told what happened to Lu Xiaojia in Shanghai. He was indeed doing business, and it was big business.  Logically speaking, the beating was in vain, but Lu Yongxiang felt that there were many things that were not clearly stated in the telegram.  Raw silk business?  Taking advantage of it? ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? But people from the Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce rushed to give him money. Why?  His relationship with Wang Xueqian was already on the verge of breaking up. He was trying to fool him until Duan Qirui moved into Yanjing.?, maybe there will be a turning point.  Lu Yongxiang looked at his son with disgust and said in an extremely impatient tone: "Lu Han said that you are doing raw silk business in Shanghai. The silk reeling industry is basically an industry controlled by foreigners, and there is a lot of profit here. What about the Huzhou Chamber of Commerce?  Will he sell you the best batch of raw silk at a low price? " "It's not Zhang Jingjiang who is causing trouble Sisi, it hurts!" Lu Xiaojia lay on the Luohan bed, moaning in pain, and the maid behind her couldn't help laughing.  He gives medicine.  If it were another person to deal with, Lu Yongxiang would certainly not be worried, but Wang Xueqian?  How could he take the initiative to contact Wang Xueqian when it was too late to avoid him recently?  Thinking of this, Lu Yongxiang's face darkened. He didn't care if his son was a little silly outside. After all, at his level, his children and grandchildren would have enough food and clothing for their whole lives.  And the people from the Huzhou Chamber of Commerce clearly set a trap for Lu Xiaojia, and even included himself in the scheme. Can Lu Yongxiang not be angry?  After all, he is a prince. After Lu Yongxiang encountered something, he was able to suppress his anger and asked: "How much raw silk did they give you in total?" "Ten thousand loads." Lu Xiaojia and his father Lu Yongxiang have been fighting wits and courage for so many years.  He knew the reaction clearly. Seeing Lu Yongxiang's solemn look, he also understood that it was not simple.  Lu Yongxiang couldn't help but tremble. If a few hundred loads of raw silk rotted in his hands, Lu Yongxiang wouldn't care, but ten thousand loads, this is indeed a multi-million dollar business.  These Huzhou businessmen dug a big hole for their stupid son to jump into!  (To be continued.) 8
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