Times change and clouds rise and fall. It is not easy to survive in this rolling historical wave.
Yan Shouyi could understand why Zhu Ling was so angry.
As the saying goes, anything good in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. If Feng Yixuan did not regard herself as a tailor, but positioned herself in the top society, I am afraid she would have been kicked off the altar a long time ago.
It is precisely because they have always remained humble and even treated every guest as a "slave" that they have been able to stand firm for more than 600 years and become an ancient family.
Because many folk sects cannot let go of their physical appearance, no one has inherited them, and they have even disappeared from the world.
Ancient medicine is the most typical example.
The ancient medical lineage is unwilling to disclose prescriptions, allowing Western medicine to take advantage of it. Nowadays, people only believe in Western medicine, but they scorn the inheritance passed down by their ancestors for thousands of years.
Let’s give another easy-to-understand example.
Many tellers at luxury goods counters are obviously just sellers, but because the goods they sell are expensive, they think that their own worth has also become more expensive, so they look down on the customers who are shopping.
As everyone knows, apart from those luxury goods, the teller is just an ordinary teller, no different from ordinary people.
Zhu Ling educated Zhu Huansi so angrily because he hoped that Zhu Huansi would correct his position and not let Feng Yixuan's hundreds of years of inheritance be destroyed by her hands.
Long Feicheng patted Zhu Ling on the back and said: "Mr. Zhu, don't be angry. As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting..."
Zhu Ling was stunned, "You don't know each other before, and I don't think you understand it the same way?"
However, once Zhu Huansi left, communication between Zhu Ling and Yan Shou became easier.
Zhu Ling asked: "Dare I ask my brother's identity..."
Yan Shouyi cupped his fists and said, "The descendant of Lu Ban, Yan Shouyi."
Zhu Ling was shocked: "He turned out to be a descendant of Lu Ban! After so many years, there has been no news about Lu Ban's descendants. I thought... Hey, let's not mention this! Several of your friends..."
"This is my second uncle Wei Changqing, who is also a descendant of Luban. This is my wife Lin Zitong, who is the next head of Lushan Sect, and..."
Yan Shou introduced them one by one, but when they arrived at Longfei City, he didn't know how to introduce them.
Apart from being a little white dragon from Rongcheng Lang, this guy doesn't seem to have much of a reputation.
But Long Feicheng cleared his throat and introduced himself:
"Hello Mr. Zhu, I am the Person of the Year in American Weekly in 2006, the winner of the Special Award of the China Organizing Committee in 2008, the winner of the Annual Champion of the Earth Award in 2009, the 2012 Doomsday Survivor, and the 2022 Olympic Cup winner.
, but the above are not important, you just need to remember that my name is Long Feicheng."
Zhu Ling was stunned for a while after hearing this. He always felt that Long Feicheng was bragging, but these titles did not seem to be obtained casually.
So he coughed twice and said in a friendly manner: "It's true that a person cannot be judged by his appearance!"
Wang Ji went to pull Long Feicheng aside and asked in a low voice: "When did you gain such a reputation? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning when you brag?"
"I'm not bragging!" Long Feicheng chuckled, "If you don't believe me, check online to see if these honors were awarded to me."
Wang Ji did not believe in evil, so he took out his mobile phone and checked it, and was stunned.
He gave Long Feicheng a thumbs up: "You're awesome, I'm convinced."
"Concession."
After this introduction, Zhu Ling realized that Yan Shouyi and his party were like hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and all of them had extraordinary origins.
At the same time, he also regretted that his granddaughter had just offended Yan Shouyi and the others, and he couldn't help but apologize for it.
Of course Yan Shouyi didn't take it to heart.
Zhu Ling said: "Every piece of clothing made by our Fengyixuan is registered. I also remember that I am very familiar with it. Xiaoyou Yan, your grandfather should be named Yan Baixiang, right? He is a great person. Our Fengyi in Yanjing
The Xuanzong Shop was designed by him."
"I see." Yan Shouyi couldn't help but feel a little moved when he mentioned his grandfather.
Wei Changqing's expression also changed slightly.
Zhu Ling lowered his gaze and saw Yan Shouyi's satchel. He smiled and said:
"The satchel you are wearing came from our Feng Yixuan bag."
"oh?"
Yan Shouyi was shocked. Last time he was in Qiantang, he wanted to ask the watchman Xu Zhiping about the origin of this satchel, but he never had the chance to ask.
Unexpectedly, by chance, I met someone from Feng Yixuan in Chang'an.
Zhu Ling said: "Look inside the strap of your satchel. Is there a little phoenix embroidered on it?"
"It's true."
Yan Shouyi didn't need to look at it. This satchel had been with him for many years, and he knew every detail on it.
"This satchel was given to me by my grandfather. I don't know its origin. Please tell me, Mr. Zhu." Yan Shouyi requested.
Zhu Ling is of course happy to answer:
"The material of this satchel is very special. It contains a lot of things. Even though it is only so big, it can fit a car inside. As for its craftsmanship, it is also the foundation of our Fengyixuan. I will not pass it down.
Secret. I remember that the satchel you are wearing was made by my uncle. It should be his most satisfying work, but it is a pity that he has left Hexi a few years ago."
Only now did Yan Shouyi understand the origin of the satchel.
At the same time, he still felt a little disappointed.
He vaguely felt that this satchel had something to do with his mother, but now it seemed that was not the case.
"Hey, Xiaoyou Yan, did you just say that this satchel was passed down to you by your grandfather?" Zhu Ling suddenly asked.
Yan Shouyi asked doubtfully: "Is there any problem?"
Zhu Ling frowned: "Because every piece of Fengyixuan's work has been registered and I know it by heart, so I remember that this satchel was not made for your grandfather Yan Baixiang, but for a woman...
"
Yan Shouyi seemed to have thought of something and his eyes lit up: "What's her name?"
"This..." Zhu Ling smiled awkwardly, as if it was inconvenient to reveal it.
Although the bag is currently on Yan Shouyi's body, Zhu Ling cannot reveal his customers' information at will.
Seeing Zhu Ling's troubled expression, Yan Shou said directly: "Is her name..."
Just when Yan Shouyi was about to say his mother's name, Wei Changqing suddenly interrupted: "Shouyi, don't ask."
"Why?" Yan Shouyi looked at Wei Changqing in confusion.
"Your satchel is indeed left by your mother. As for more, don't ask in detail." Wei Changqing was uncharacteristically speaking and said so many words in one breath.
Yan Shou looked at Wei Changqing with deep confusion in his eyes.
Lin Zitong gently held his hand and said, "If you don't want us, don't ask."
Wei Changqing naturally had his reasons for blocking it, and regarding his mother, it seemed that his father and grandma were also deliberately hiding it from him.
Yan Shouyi hesitated for a moment and decided not to ask any more questions.
However, not asking doesn't mean that you really won't investigate.
This time Wei Changqing blocked the exit, but Yan Shouyi was sure that his mother was definitely not an ordinary person!
After all, what kind of ordinary people can get a bag made by Feng Yixuan, and it is also the most satisfactory work of Zhu Ling's uncle!
The reason why Father and the others hid it from him must not be a good thing.
So Yan Shouyi decided to secretly find out his mother's identity and find out why they wanted to hide it from him!