"What is the greatest achievement for us men in this life?"
The old man and Lan Yu were very close. If they lowered their heads slightly, they could see each other's eyes.
"It's not how much money you have, or how much power you have." The old man's voice was full of calmness, "It's about passing on the family line, spreading the branches, and multiplying the bloodline!"
Speaking of this, the old man smiled bitterly, "Then what is the most unfortunate thing for us men in this life?"
Then, the old man sighed and continued, "The most unfortunate thing is that a pack of white-eyed wolves was born!"
"When we are alive, we fight openly and secretly. When we are dead, they kill each other!"
"In the past few years, we have always had a dream. In the dream, our children and grandchildren come to pay homage to our grave!"
"The sacrifices they gave us were all red and bloody."
"Besides, it's not our eldest grandson who's here!"
As he said that, the old man tilted his head slightly and said, "Can you guess who is coming?"
Lan Yu kowtowed, "Yes...?"
"Well!" the old man said, "This is the person you have been saying bad things about all these years!" He said, smiling slightly, "You are right, that boy has really big ambitions! Tsk tsk, we dare to scheme even in our lifetime.
After we die, we may decide what to do!"
"Your Highness is so talented that a clown can't make waves!" Lan Yu replied.
At this moment, I don’t know if Lan Yu said something wrong. The old man looked at him with a cold face and angrily, "You are not allowed to say that about our son!"
For a moment, there was silence in the house.
The old man put his hands in his sleeves and continued to speak slowly, "Back then, we also asked our eldest grandson, what will you do if your uncles are dishonest in the future?"
As he said that, the old man smiled again, "He told us that in the end, his hands will not be stained with the blood of any of Lao Zhu's own people!"
"At that time, we were very happy to hear it. But now, we feel a little pedantic..."
"Oh, that kid Dasun has a kind heart! He will definitely not be able to do it!"
Speaking of this, Lan Yu seemed to understand something.
He raised his head and looked at the old man with strange eyes.
"You, if you live well, you must die behind us, do you understand?" the old man said in a low voice.
Lan Yu nodded slightly.
"You must die behind us, do you understand?" the old man warned again.
"When the time comes, if your grandson won't do anything, you can do it!" The old man's voice dropped even lower, "We have a will... As soon as we are buried... you can...
...Understand?"
As he said that, the old man laughed and said, "You don't have to think about anything, just do as we say! We have clearly arranged these things, so you can just do it when the time comes!"
Lan Yu's heart started to panic inexplicably because the old man's smile was really scary.
"After you do it, you should come down early to accompany us, do you understand?" The old man patted Lan Yu's shoulder with his big hand, very hard.
Lan Yu knew that by then, even if he didn't want to go down, someone would probably send him down.
"Do you know why you are asked to do this?" the old man said again.
Lan Yu shook her head.
"You have been telling these things in the ears of two generations. You started it and you put an end to it!" the old man said with a smile.
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What is the old man talking to Lan Yu?
Outside, Zhu Yunxi was sitting under the eaves, looking at the room quietly.
At this time, the bastard Bashi came over quietly with He Guangyi, the commander of the Jinyi Guards.
"What's going on?" Zhu Yunxi saw it from the corner of his eye and whispered.
He Guangyi quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Your Highness, are the people over there coming?"
"Who?" As he spoke, Zhu Yunxi suddenly realized something and quickly asked, "That person appeared?"
"It's in Laojun's Temple!" He Guangyi said, "It seems that he just came back from somewhere, and he fell asleep as soon as he entered!"
The miracle doctor who treated the old man, and the somewhat talkative old Taoist priest, Xi Yingzhen is back.
Lan Yu's condition is all pinned on him. He also needs to take a look at the old man's body.
Zhu Yunxi was happy, but immediately complained.
"If he comes back earlier, will Fu Youde still have hope?"
Just as I was thinking about this, I suddenly saw the old man coming out of the room with Pu Bucheng's support.
Zhu Yunxi hurriedly greeted him, "It's getting late, Grandpa Huang. You should go back and rest early!"
"Why are you so anxious about sleeping? There will be plenty of time to sleep in the future!" The old man scolded with a smile, and then looked at him, "What do you have to do? If you have something to do, just go and get busy. We will go back to the palace by ourselves!"
"My grandson is here for you!"
"No need! We are not old fools yet!" The old man waved his hand, "Remember to come back early!"
I watched the old man get on the carriage and walk away under the escort of the guards.
Zhu Yunxi turned slightly and looked at Lan Yu, who was standing silently behind him, "What did the old man say to you?"
"Just some old things from those days!" Lan Yu said with a smile, "Your Majesty is getting older and is starting to feel nostalgic!"
It’s true that the old man is old, and it’s true that he is nostalgic, but it depends on who the other party is?
Zhu Yunxi was suspicious in his heart, but he did not continue to ask. Instead, he said, "After everything is done here, you go back to Chang's house and stay. The famous doctor Gu invited for you is here." After saying that, he smiled and said, "Although this man is a bit crazy.
, but if you really have some magical powers, you might be able to cure your illness!"
"I obey the order!" Lan Yu didn't say much and simply said two words.
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It’s still the broken Taoist temple located in the bustling Nancheng.
The broken doors and windows swayed in the wind, and under the sparse lights, the broken window paper danced on the walls like ghosts.
With a creaking creak, the Kin'emon disciples stepped on the debris under their feet, as if they were clearing the way for a formidable enemy.
After the small courtyard was filled with people, and even the high walls and every corner were searched, two figures appeared, looking at the dilapidated Taoist temple with vigilance and scrutiny again.
With alert eyes and his hand on the handle of the knife, it was He Guangyi, the commander of the Jinyi Guards.
Half smelling of alcohol, but still looking sober, was Li Jinglong who had just been carried over by Zhu Yunxi.
"That's it, that's right!" Li Jinglong said.
Of course He Guangyi knew it was here, his people had been guarding it here for many days.
He looked to the side, and only after the person he was looking at nodded to indicate that everything was safe, did he say, "Your Highness, come in!"
"No need to greet you!" Zhu Yunxi emerged from the crowd behind him and said, "It's just a personal invitation, why do you have to be so embarrassed?"
"Your Highness's status is precious, and I don't dare to neglect you!" He Guangyi said.
At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the old house with flickering lights in the Taoist temple.
"Master Dao is such a bad old man. He has no strength and can't even take off a woman's socks. How dare he do anything to your grandson? Master Dao can't beat him either!"
Hearing this sound, Zhu Yunxi smiled and pushed open the half-open wooden door with a creak.
The room was in a mess, and Xi Yingzhen huddled in a dark, shabby quilt, shivering uncontrollably.
Seeing Zhu Yunxi come in, he grinned with big yellow teeth and said, "Why do all the mice in the house scream when I come here? It's because I have an honored guest today!"
"You, you talk nonsense!" Li Jinglong laughed and scolded.
As for He Guangyi, veins suddenly appeared on his forehead, and he held the handle of the knife tightly with his hand, with the intention of cutting the opponent in half in the next second.
In this world, it is normal for people with real abilities to be arrogant.
Moreover, the so-called contempt for the powerful has always been what these outsiders flaunt.
Zhu Yunxi didn't take it seriously. He strode in and looked around the room. "Last time I saw you, there was wine and meat in the room. Why are you holding a rag quilt this time?"
To be continued...