"The old man has been too awarded. In fact, I am just a little better than my master. My master is still very powerful." Faced with the old man's praise, he expressed his solemnly and modestly.

And these words almost made the old man feel chest tight again. Is there anyone so modest?

The old man could only laugh and stop taking on solemn words.

At Qingping Temple, thousands of miles away, Fang Cunzheng was drinking leisurely, and a sip of wine entered his throat, and suddenly squirted out with a sip.

"Little bastard, he is slandering his master's reputation outside!" Fang Cun put down the wine glass in anger, then took out a small notebook from under the pillow, and seriously wrote the word "全" on the notebook.

The top of the small notebook reads, "10,000 at a time, double the number of repeated offenses." The time started from the day Zhuang Chong left Qingping Temple.

Obviously, this is Master Fangcun’s account book. As long as he slanders him outside, he will write down a note on the small notebook. Of course, sometimes it is possible to just form the word "其".

At this time, there were already a row of regular characters written on the small notebook, with more than a dozen.

If Zhuang Chong saw it, he would definitely jump. When did I slander you so many times?

Master Fangcun ignored it and counted the regular characters one by one, smiling: "Oh, there are twelve characters, one by one is 50,000, and the twelve characters are 600,000. I'm posting, it's better to have a disciple these days. Ah snee! Hey? I'm having a cold. This is...it seems like I have to take some medicine."

Master Fangcun said, and added a piece of money to the small notebook and found medicine to take it.

Being in the solemnity of the pearl, I still don’t know that I have owed 600,000 foreign debts.

"My man, you started with just moving here? Actually, it's the problem with this rockery. Lian Zhensha is easy to crack, but it's a bit difficult to distinguish. For example, it's usually treated by some quack doctors as hidden diseases. That's serious. Thanks to the old man's deep blessings, he has only chest tightness for so many years. But if he delays a few years, the evil spirits have gathered a lot, so it's hard to say. I'm afraid he will..." The solemn and restless words were not said.

The male doctor on the side was sweating coldly when he heard this. He kept cursing in his heart solemn and taking the blame.

If Mr. Fan really has a few shortcomings, as a full-time doctor, he cannot escape responsibility. And just now he was confident that this was a disease, but he was solemnly exposed in a blink of an eye. His professional qualities have to be questioned.

"Chief, I... are all my negligence! I am willing to take responsibility!" The doctor said with a pale face and lowered his head.

In ancient times, it was said that being with the king was like being with a tiger. Nowadays, society is not so bad, but it will not be too bad. Mr. Fan is magnanimous and may not pursue it. Once the other descendants of the Fan family know about it, they may not be sure of what they will do. These big families act very badly. They smile when they are good to you, and when they are bad, they can stab you.

The old man smiled and waved his hand, saying, "It's not your fault. You have a specialty in your profession. This is not your expertise. You can go down. Brother Zhuang, remember, forgive others if you have to."

The last sentence was said to Zhuang Chong.

If you take advantage of the situation, the old man will naturally see through it at first sight. So he reminds you to be kind and not to make too many grudges.

He smiled solemnly and did not answer. He had a scale in his heart, and he had his own judgment on right and wrong, but he did not need outsiders' guidance.

Moreover, Zhuang Chong's words were deliberately said with great utmost carelessness, just to scare the doctor. Who made the doctor question Zhuang Chong just now? But he didn't expect that those words could play a role in front of Mr. Fan, a spirit.

If this old monster who has been in war for half a lifetime is incited by others, it would be too shameful to the word "demon".

After waving the doctor, only the solemn person was left under the camphor tree, Han Xue and the old man.

The old man was relieved of chest tightness by Zhuang Chong. He could tell that he was still very happy. He kept talking to Han Xue, but left Zhuang Chong aside.

Zhuangzhongzheng listened to the two of them bored and suddenly heard the old man say to Han Xue: "Xiao Xueer, have you figured out what I mentioned to you a year ago?"

Zhuangzhong couldn't help but wonder what was going on, and his ears couldn't help but stretched out and listened.

Han Xue hesitated slightly and said, "Grandpa, I have thought about it, but I still don't want to agree."

The old man sighed and said, "Recognizing one's ancestors is a responsibility and obligation of a person. If you don't even recognize your ancestors, then what's the point of living this person? Think about it carefully."

Han Xue shook her head stubbornly: "Grandpa, it's not that I refuse to return to the clan, but I'm used to using the name Han Xue and suddenly changed my surname. I'm not used to it. Grandpa, please let me prepare for a few more years."

"I will die in a few years. Can I still see your name written into the family tree? Then you can't come back even if you want to come back! I know that you are worried about the kindness of the Han family and are unwilling to change your surname. But the fact that you recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors is only good for you. Why are you so stubborn?" The old man's words gradually became harsh, but he looked a little angry.

Hearing this, Zhuang Chong understood.

In love, Mr. Fan asked Han Xue to continue her family tree and change her surname back to Fan.

But thinking about Han Xue’s father’s virtue towards Han Xue, Han Xue was willing to change to Fan’s surname? How can he change it without a sense of identity?

Moreover, the old man asked Han Xue to change his surname and write it into the family tree, which may not be as simple as Han Xue's sake. Isn't this a bit too much for Han Xue?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Chong couldn't help but frowned slightly and let out a cold snorted dissatisfaction.

Although the sound was small, it still alarmed the old man.

The old man looked at Zhuang Chong unhappily and asked, "Boy, what are you humming?"

Although the question was not serious, the momentum contained in the eyes was heavier than the previous one, which made Zhuang Chong stagnate all over, as if his mind had been frozen in an instant.

The reason why the words "official power" and "official power" exist in writing proves that it does exist in reality. The power of the old man is heavier than the power of an official, similar to the power of an emperor. He is accustomed to giving orders and being domineering. It is formed by shattering thousands of corpses and being trained in iron and blood.

Zhuang Chong was stunned by the old man's decades of momentum, but it was normal.

"Why? I won't speak anymore?" the old man still stared at the solemn and asked. The more powerful heavier he was, he obviously wanted to grasp the solemn who didn't understand the rules.

Zhuang Chong was shocked by the old man's power, so he naturally wanted to expose this matter. However, for some reason, a sense of resistance suddenly arose in Zhuang Chong's heart.

You are so old. I used to suppress me with my momentum as soon as I entered the door, but now I took out Guan Wei to suppress me. Do you really think I am a clay pot? Even if I am a clay pot, the clay pot still has three parts of the clay pot! Do you really think I am afraid of you?

In ancient times, assassins assassinated the emperor, assassinated him in close combat, and a single blow was successful, and the eagle hit the palace. The wrath of a man was splattering blood three feet! Even if the emperor was about to tremble, let alone you are not the emperor!

Thinking of this, Zhuang Chong suddenly developed a momentum, which faintly resisted the old man's pressure, and said words to him, which were sonorous and powerful.

"I think you are unfair to Han Xue like this!"

"Huh?" The old man's eyes flashed, but he didn't expect that this level of pressure could hold on to the solemnity, which was beyond his expectations. Because this time he was really angry, he just spoke in an understatement before, and the degree was completely different.

"Unfair? What's wrong with you?" the old man continued to ask with a calm face.

He was solemn and said, "Is it really for Han Xue to be included in the genealogy? Han Xue was originally excluded by other descendants of the Fan family, but you only favor Han Xue and you also want to write Han Xue into the genealogy and recognize Han Xue's identity. But you are simply using Han Xue as a gun!"

The more you spoke, the more angry you became, the louder you became.

"Originally, the Fan family was a stagnant water. Although there were conflicts between the descendants, everyone knew that the overall situation was decided. Fan Zhiqi was basically the future head of the Fan family, so he was very tolerant of Fan Zhiqi. However, because Han Xue arrived, you deliberately became intimate with Han Xue, which made Fan Zhiqi feel a sense of crisis and also made other grandchildren feel that there was a chance. In this way, the Fan family's stagnant water was disturbed. I admit that you are very clever, but Han Xue is just a girl. Do you think this is fair to her? Can she bear such consequences?"

He said what he thought in his heart in one breath, solemn and unconsciously happy. The look he looked at the old man without a trace of fear, but was filled with the sharpness of the newborn bull and tiger not afraid of tigers.

"Grandpa, is that so? Is Brother Chong's words true?" After hearing the solemn words, Han Xue was stunned, and then two lines of tears flowed down Han Xue's face.

Han Xue has always believed that the old man was close to him because of blood relationship, and she also regarded the old man as the only relative of the Fan family. Unexpectedly, the old man was taking advantage of her from beginning to end!

This made Han Xue unable to accept it. In an instant, Han Xue was already tearful and her eyes were filled with confusion and resentment.

Zhuang Chong suddenly felt that he was wrong. He shouldn't have made the words clear because of his temporary aura, which hurt Han Xue's heart.

"Haha, Xiao Xueer, do you think so too?" The old man did not answer, but asked Han Xuedao.

Han Xue shook her head gently and said, "I don't know, I don't want to believe what Brother Chong said. But I also know that Brother Chong won't lie to me."

"Then do you mean to believe him?" The old man looked at Han Xue's crying face, and suddenly a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes. The old man, who was originally as powerful as a mountain, suddenly lost his momentum and became hunched.

"I admit that I have the intention he said, but what I really want is to make up for my debt to you. Back then, I looked at you, the size of a palm, and was held by your mother, and drove out of Mingzhu. Although I was determined to maintain it, I had to bear to do this for the sake of the rules of the entire Fan family. For twenty years, your little shadow will appear in my dream every night. I feel guilty. I, Fan Ze, have been fighting for countless enemies in my life, but I have never felt so guilty about a child. Until this guilt makes me unable to sleep or eat, I urged your father to bring you back. Unexpectedly, I still ignored your feelings and you are out of place in the Fan family.

"Although I can still protect you now, but what if I die? Why should a helpless girl protect herself? So I want you to recognize your ancestors and make you truly a member of the Fan family. In this way, the bad people outside will care about the Fan family's background and will not have bad thoughts to you. And after grandpa dies, you can also get a inheritance from the Fan family. Grandpa doesn't ask for you, as long as you have enough money to live and not be bullied, that's enough. As for what Zhuangzi said, grandpa did think of it. But in order to make you less bullied in the future, what can grandpa do? You can't give up on your food because of choking, right?"

The old man's words were both emotional and emotional, and it was not like the speech of a head of a family, but rather like the whisper of an elderly man to his granddaughter, which was touching.
Chapter completed!