Chapter 12: The scenery is incredibly beautiful

Due to China's victory in the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, the Qing government did not need to compensate huge sums of money, and there was still some extra money to build railways, so it did not borrow foreign debts to build roads. Sheng Xuanhuai entered Beijing to discuss the Luhan Railway with the court, that is, the "Zhongquan Gan Road" from Beijing to Hankou. Although Ye Zhikui spiritually supported the construction of the railway, he did not want to smash his own money into this bottomless pit for the time being, so he still let the court bleed first.

Ye Zhikui and Sheng Xuanhuai had a great chat in the sedan chair. Sheng Xuanhuai talked about some business and factory matters. Ye Zhikui occasionally interjected a few words, and he took a fancy to a certain project and asked to participate in the shares.

Ye Zhikui had to admire Sheng Xuanhuai's business attainments. China does not lack talents, but a stage for talent to display its ambitions. Sheng Xuanhuai soon looked at Ye Zhikui with a different look. He could not have imagined that some of Ye Zhikui's knowledge was even ahead of him. No wonder Asian banks were made very popular by him, and even Sheng Xuanhuai turned over the silver coins through Asian banks.

Before he knew it, Ye Zhikui actually arrived at Sheng Xuanhuai's residence.

"Uncle, it's getting late, so I'm still saying goodbye and go back to prepare for the evening banquet!" Ye Zhikui looked at the gate of Sheng Mansion and said resigning.

Sheng Xuanhuai looked up at the sky. Is it too early? He couldn't help but smile and said, "These trivial matters need to be prepared. I told you to say, "How can Congyun pass through my Sheng Mansion and not enter? Do you think of me as an outsider?"

Ye Zhikui was choked and had no choice but to come in with Sheng Xuanhuai.

In the west wing of Sheng family, Sheng Huiyi was concentrating on learning abacus to make accounts with the abacus. Mrs. Zhuang was good at managing finances, so she taught these things to Sheng Huiyi, who was about to get married.

"Miss, Miss, the son-in-law is here!" The maid Xiaolu ran in with a happy look on her face and told Miss Sheng San.

Miss Sheng San raised her head when she heard this, feeling happy, but she felt embarrassed to reveal it outside, scolding Xiao Lu: "It seems that you are so anxious that you haven't seen him."

Xiaolu said dissatisfiedly: "I don't know who is thinking about his son-in-law day and night, and he keeps asking me to inquire about him."

Sheng Huiyi's pretty face turned slightly red and argued: "Who is like this? I'm just bored and looking for things to do."

"Okay, I originally wanted to go and find out what the son-in-law and the master were going to talk about. Since the lady doesn't care, then Xiaolu is too lazy to worry about this." The little girl was clever and was not afraid of Sheng Huiyi at all.

"You damn girl, you are spoiled by you on weekdays, so you are not big or small, right?" Sheng Huiyi couldn't express her thoughts directly, and wanted Xiaolu to go and ask for help. In a dilemma, she was so confused that she had always had many ideas in the past.

Seeing her lady's anxious look, the little girl couldn't help but feel funny. Sheng Huiyi was very majestic, elegant and refined, dignified and graceful, and spoke softly. She would be so out of control, so she stopped teasing her and said with a smile: "I know, I know, Xiao Lu will go and have a look now, but the lady must continue to spoil me in the future." The little girl was busy signing unequal treaties, and there was no shop after passing this village, and she knew it!

In the hall of Shengfu, Ye Zhikui sat in the second seat, and Sheng Xuanhuai and Mrs. Zhuang sat in the main seat.

Ye Zhikui looked at him without squinting, sitting upright, but felt uncomfortable all over, because Mrs. Zhuang was looking at him carefully up and down, left and right. Mrs. Zhuang was born in a scholarly family, and her age did not leave any trace on her face. She was really a half-old woman with a charm.

Moreover, Mrs. Zhuang believed in Buddhism and was proficient in managing the family. She was very generous and very majestic.

Ye Zhikui came in a hurry and did not prepare any gifts, so he became more and more uncomfortable.

Mrs. Zhuang looked at it for a while, then she said with a smile on her lips: "Master, this month is a good day, look..."

Sheng Xuanhuai nodded in agreement and said with a smile: "Yes, what do you think of Congyun?"

"Boy also thinks it's a good day." Ye Zhikui blurted out without thinking about it, and after saying it, he realized that this was not the marriage day that Mrs. Zhuang chose for him.

Sure enough, Mrs. Zhuang praised with satisfaction: "Since you think it's a good day even Congyun, then the happy event between you and Huiyi will be done that day!"

"Aunt, this kid is unaware of his decision, and he has to go home to discuss Fang Xing with his elders."

"What? Your uncle Shuqing has returned from Jiangsu?" Sheng Xuanhuai asked knowingly.

Ye Zhikui smiled embarrassedly and shook his head and said, "There is another marriage at the boy's house, so..."

"I heard that your other father-in-law is a rough man like you, what can you know? Let us leave it to the women and men to do it. Besides, since your uncle is not here, we are your elders, so I think that's it!" Mrs. Zhuang felt a little unhappy when she thought of Ye Zhikui marrying two at the same time, and interrupted Ye Zhikui and said.

"This," Ye Zhikui couldn't bear the two oppressive eyes.

"Master, madam, son-in-law! Tea is here!" Xiao Lu just brought the tea over. Ye Zhikui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but secretly wiped his cold sweat.

The conversation was at a critical moment, but was interrupted by Xiaolu. Two sharp gazes turned their target at the same time and looked at the little girl. Xiaolu was not sure, so she was not afraid at all. Ye Zhikui secretly threw a grateful look over, "Savior."

Xiaolu put down the tea set and made a cup of hot tea for several people. She stayed quietly behind the two old people to conduct her career inquiry.

Ye Zhikui was just dry, so he picked up the teacup and was about to drink it in his mouth. Suddenly, he felt something in his hand. He secretly looked down and saw a note. He couldn't help but be surprised. He looked at Xiaolu, but saw the little girl smiled slightly, made a face, and signaled him to put it away.

Seeing this, Ye Zhikui had to slowly put it in his arms while the two old men were not paying attention to their tea.

Sheng Xuanhuai took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Congyun, how are you thinking?"

Ye Zhikui's hand trembled, his heart trembled, and he almost shook the note. Sheng Xuanhuai was really not in the Yellow River and was so heartless. After thinking about it, Ye Zhikui replied seriously: "Uncle, what's the answer to you tomorrow?" He still felt that it would be better to go back and discuss with Xiao Linglong.

Originally, Sheng Huiyi's mother's house was in great power. If Ye Zhikui didn't ask for the little girl's advice, she would definitely feel that she was neglected and would not know that she would hide in that corner and secretly wipe her tears.

When Sheng Xuanhuai heard this, he was not good to urge him to force him. Mrs. Zhuang, who was standing aside, was quite satisfied with the answer and turned to other things.

Afterwards, Mrs. Zhuang took a few words to find out the situation around Ye Zhikui, and she almost knew what color Ye Zhikui's underwear was.

Ye Zhikui also tried his best to please, which made the two old men gradually feel relieved and accepted his son-in-law from the bottom of their hearts.

After walking out of the gate of Sheng Mansion, two hours had passed. Ye Zhikui wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt that talking to two seemingly kind-looking old men was like fighting a war, which was much more terrifying than talking to Ronglu.

Thinking of the note hidden under the teacup, Ye Zhikui couldn't help but take it out of his arms carefully. He looked around and felt guilty. Then he opened it and saw that it read: Back Garden, see you later.

Could this be the plot of the back garden private meeting mentioned by the ancients? Ye Zhikui secretly looked forward to it.

"Miss, my son-in-law invites you to meet in the back garden." Xiao Lu saw that her lady's abacus was placed aside, and she was no longer in the mood to learn, holding her chin with her hands and waiting for news, and shouted loudly as soon as she entered the door.

"What, why can he do?" Sheng Huiyi was a little nervous when she heard this, and then asked nervously: "Xiao Lu, is my dress beautiful? Do you want to apply some rouge on your face?"

"Miss,..." Looking at Sheng Huiyi who was in chaos, Xiao Lu was speechless.

Soon, Sheng Huiyi was dressed in a delicate and charming manner, standing in the middle of the garden, she felt a little uneasy and expectant, and her body was moving back and forth. Her white and delicate hands couldn't help but intertwined together, and her pair of charming eyes were looking at the corner of the wall.

Ye Zhikui stood seriously outside the wall of Shengfu backyard. Seeing that no one was passing by, he quickly lifted a few stones, cushioned them together, then rushed forward quickly, kicked up hard under his feet, and jumped upwards, and then jumped into the air, flew over the wall, and then fell to the ground with a click.

Sheng Huiyi opened her red lips slightly, opened her eyes wide, looked at Ye Zhikui who fell to the ground, hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up, patted the corner of his clothes, and said angrily: "Why are you so accidentally? What should you do if you get injured after falling?"

Ye Zhikui smiled embarrassedly and clapped his hands and said, "The mistake is a complete mistake. By the way, what's the matter with you when you come to me?"

"Aren't you looking for me?" Sheng Huiyi asked in confusion with her beautiful big eyes.

Seeing Ye Zhikui's innocent eyes didn't seem to be lying, Sheng Huiyi suddenly realized that it was Xiao Lu, the girl who was the one who was doing it. She took a step back and said shyly: "The little girl actually dares to lie to me. I'll go back and teach her a lesson."

"Don't!" Ye Zhikui turned his feet and took Sheng Huiyi's crisp little hand to stop her, and said softly: "On the contrary, I have to thank her."

Sheng Huiyi's little fingers were like spring onions, soft as boneless, and Ye Zhikui couldn't bear to let go after holding them.

"Well," Sheng Huiyi responded obediently, and Ye Zhikui held his little hand in the palm of his hand. He felt a little panic in his heart, and his jade cheeks were hot and red.

"Do you miss me?" Ye Zhikui saw Sheng Huiyi's shy look, and suddenly asked by a stranger, interrupting Sheng Huiyi who was thinking about it.

"Well, think about it," Sheng Huiyi answered before she could react. After understanding, she broke free from Ye Zhikui's big hand and stomped her feet gently and said, "You know how to bully me, the little woman."

Sheng Huiyi thought that Ye Zhikui almost died last time, and looked up worriedly and asked, "I heard that you were injured when you went to war. Is it okay?"

Ye Zhikui looked at Sheng Huiyi's white and tender cheeks, bright and charming, and a slightly worried expression, and couldn't help feeling aroused and took a step forward.

Seeing Ye Zhikui's invading eyes, Sheng Huiyi took a step back with fear and leaned weakly on a big tree.

"Hui Yi." Ye Zhikui called softly.

Sheng Huiyi buried her head in her chest and responded in a slight and inauspicious manner.

Ye Zhikui stepped forward and supported his hands on the tree, surrounded Sheng Huiyi, and then blurted out: "You are so beautiful!"

Sheng Huiyi lowered her head and did not dare to speak, but Ye Zhikui slowly raised Sheng Huiyi's white chin with one hand, looked at her affectionately, and said, "Thank you for worrying about me."

Sheng Huiyi closed her almond eyes and did not dare to look at Ye Zhikui, but her heart couldn't stop pounding. Ye Zhikui saw her red lips, her eyelashes kept shaking, and her breathing became heavier and heavier. She couldn't help but lower her head slightly and gently touch Sheng Huiyi's cherry mouth. In an instant, the two people who were in contact were thumping. This was Sheng Huiyi's first kiss, and her lips became stiff.

Sheng Huiyi smiled sly and said in a charming and charming voice: "General Ye, how does the little woman compare to Xiao Linglong?"

Ye Zhikui was stunned and said cunningly without giving a positive answer: "Huiyi needs to practice more!"

Sheng Huiyi pounded Ye Zhikui's chest with her pink fist and said, "General Ye will get a bargain and behave well."

Ye Zhikui giggled foolishly, and was about to reply, but he heard the maid's shouting from the door of the garden.

"Miss, the master's wife is looking for you." But it was the maid next to Mrs. Zhuang who came to find Sheng Huiyi.

Sheng Huiyi was panicked. Seeing Ye Zhikui looking at her with a smile, she couldn't help but say angrily: "General Ye shouldn't hide quickly. If his mother's maid sees it, I don't know what I will think of me."

Ye Zhikui looked left and right and saw where could he hide? Besides, Ye Zhikui was thick-skinned and a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. He just stood still. But when he saw Sheng Huiyi's face was fascinating and pleading, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. However, it was too late at this time, and the maid's footsteps had already appeared not far away.

Sheng Huiyi gritted her teeth and urged Ye Zhikui, "Hurry up, hide under my skirt!"

Sheng Huiyi was wearing a blue and purple skirt, which was too late to the ground, and there was a small sachet containing spices hanging around her waist.

Ye Zhikui was speechless, but after all, it didn't matter if he was his own woman. He quickly got into Sheng Huiyi's long skirt as soon as he was short, and the maid came just right.

"Miss, the master has something to discuss with you." The maid obviously had already looked for Sheng Huiyi for a while, gasping for breath.

Sheng Huiyi could not hide the redness on her face, pretending to be calm, and replied seriously: "I understand, you go first, I will arrive later..."

Sheng Huiyi suddenly bit her lip and her voice became a little trembling. It turned out that Ye Zhikui was under her skirt. Seeing her slender and round legs, she couldn't help but secretly make trouble. She gently stroked her hand. Sheng Huiyi was attacked that she had never been before, so it would be strange if she didn't tremble.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" The maid saw Sheng Huiyi's strange face and couldn't help but ask a question with concern.

Sheng Huiyi suppressed her shame and tried to reply in a calm tone: "It's okay, you go down first."

"Yes, Miss!" The maid turned around and walked away in confusion.

Sheng Huiyi could no longer bear it. She moaned softly, lifted up her skirt, twisted Ye Zhikui's ear, and cursed indignantly: "Ye Zhikui, you rogue."
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