After lunch, Ye Shengsheng sent the little dumpling to the Ye Mansion to be taken care of by the nanny, and personally took little Wangyou and little Jueming to the amusement park to play.
Yun Bo had nothing to do and was studying ways to solve his disciple's fate at home.
At this moment, he heard the doorbell ringing. He lived next door and didn't need a nanny, so he had to put down his books and go to open the door himself.
After walking out of the villa, he saw Murong Feiyang standing at the iron gate outside the courtyard. He narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to press the door button next to him.
Murong Feiyang walked into the courtyard, less arrogant than before, stepped forward and looked at Yun Bo and said mildly:
"I took the liberty of coming here without disturbing you, right?"
How could Yun Bo not know his purpose?
He gestured sideways, "Please."
Murong Feiyang walked up the steps politely and followed him into the villa.
When he came to the living room and sat down, Yun Bo poured him a glass of water himself and then sat down next to him.
Murong Feiyang couldn't help but stare at Yun Bo.
I think this is clearly a young man in his twenties.
No matter what, he doesn't want to connect him with the person who helped him decades ago.
But there was no way he could mistake that person's handwriting.
So are they the same person?
Seeing the other party staring at him wildly, Yun Bo was still a little uncomfortable. He turned over the book in his hand and spoke lazily:
"Old sir, why don't you say something if you have something to say? It's uncomfortable to hold it in your heart."
Murong Feiyang came to his senses, took out a letter that had been stored for many years from his pocket, and handed it to Yun Bo.
"Do you remember what this is?"
Yun Bo held back a glance.
Isn't that the letter he told the old man about the treasure?
The old man actually still has it.
After smiling, Yun Bo said deceitfully:
"What is this? It looks old."
"You don't know what this is?" Murong Feiyang was a little disappointed.
Yun Bo chuckled and met the old man's gaze, "Do you think I should know?"
"So are you Yun Bo? Are you the expert who helped me in the first place?"
If he is, then how could this man still be so young?
If not, then the letter handed to him by the servant before was exactly the same as the handwriting of the master back then.
At this moment Murong Feiyang was confused and had no idea what was going on.
"If you still remember what happened in the past, then be grateful and never mention it again. Enjoy the rest of your life and stay out of the affairs of the younger generations."
Yun Bo felt that there was really no need for him to hide it from the old man.
After all, his Qiao'er was going to marry into the Murong family.
We have to pave the way for her.
Murong Feiyang was startled and stood up suddenly to look at Yun Bo, "Are you really that?"
No, it's impossible.
How could Yun Bo be so young?
Thirty or forty years have passed, shouldn't he be an old man?
Still unbelievable, Murong Feiyang quickly took out the paper and pen and placed them on the coffee table, indicating:
"You, please write a few words and show them to me."
Yun Bo did not hesitate, picked up the pen and wrote down a line of words that he had given to Murong Feiyang.
"Xingyun Mountain can help you become as rich as the enemy and become the king of ten thousand people."
When Murong Feiyang read a line of words on the paper, his pupils suddenly shook, and his whole head went blank as if the power had been cut off.
His already mutilated body staggered and fell onto the sofa.
His face was pale, and it took him a while to react before he turned to look at Yun Bo. He was so shocked that he was dumbfounded.
"You, you are really, then why are you so young?"
Yun Bo avoided the old man's gaze and said leisurely:
"Don't think about getting any elixir of life from me like me. There is no elixir of life in this world, it's just personal mentality!"
"I have lived in this world for so many years, and I still have nothing."
He turned to look at Murong Feiyang and asked:
"If it were you, would you be able to have no desires and no demands, and regard money as dirt?"
Murong Feiyang was stunned.
I see.
If it were him, he definitely wouldn't be able to do it.
Until now, he is still worried that someone will take away everything from him and destroy the entire Murong family.
Therefore, he has always been taboo about the prophecy and was unwilling to let his third son marry that girl from the Gong family.
but now……
For the sake of this benefactor, he is willing to put aside his obsession and help the third child and the daughter of the Gong family.
"Since you can't be like me, just enjoy the rest of your life!"
Yun Bo advised:
"Now that your family is harmonious, your children and grandchildren are abundant, and your family is rich, what else can you be dissatisfied with? People, being too greedy will be counterattacked. I hope you can restrain yourself."
Murong Feiyang came back to his senses, nodded and replied:
"Okay, I will follow your advice. Thank you Yun Bo. Without you, there would be no Murong family today.
If you have any needs in the future, just mention it to us, we, the Murong family, are willing to serve you from generation to generation."
Yun Bo smiled, waved his hand and said:
"That's not necessary. If you have nothing else to do, please leave first. I'm quite busy."
I'm busy taking a nap, and it's almost time.
Murong Feiyang found that although Yun Bo looked young, his way of speaking was quite old-fashioned.
He believes every word he says.
At this moment, he hurriedly echoed:
"Okay, you're busy, so I won't bother you and go back first."
"Go slowly and don't see me off."
Yun Bo sat there and watched the old man leave without any courtesy at all.
…
In the blink of an eye, the exam for Forsythia's medical qualification certificate began.
Taking advantage of the two days since her exam, Murong Qi also came to see Yun Bo.
Yun Bo sat on the sofa holding a book, looking at the people who came into the house, and said with a smile:
"All of you, you really go to the Three Treasures Palace for everything."
Murong Qi carried a basket of fresh fruits and went straight to the kitchen to wash them.
While doing it, he asked:
"Who came to see you?"
He knew that Yun Bo was busy recently and had to retreat to read a book, so it was best not to disturb him.
But for the sake of his wife's medical clinic, he had to come over and invite him.
"No one, tell me, what's the matter with you?"
Yun Bo continued to look through the books in his hands.
Murong Qi came over with fruits and sat down next to him.
"I told you before that Forsythia wants to open a medical clinic. I would like to ask you to help her so that she can feel more at ease."
He knew that the person his wife trusted the most was Yun Bo.
If Yun Bo had nothing to do and went to the medical clinic, his wife would definitely be a hundred times more confident.
Yun Bo closed the book, looked at Murong Qi and asked:
"My man, do you think it's necessary for you to say this?"
He will naturally protect his disciple.
Qiao'er also opened the medical clinic to benefit mankind, so that the other junior brothers could have a home here and practice their skills in saving people. What a great thing, he naturally fully supported it.
When Murong Qi heard this, he laughed.
"I knew you understood the righteousness and would definitely agree. Thank you."
Yun Bo pretended to be expressionless, "No matter how big or small you are, call me master when you see me from now on."
Since he is the husband of his disciple, he should be like his disciple and call him master.
Murong Qi laughed, "Did I really shout? If I did, you must be responsible for me. If I encounter any difficulties in the future, I will have to come to you."
Thinking that he really needed Yun Bo's help with the matters in his laboratory, he hurriedly poured a cup of tea, picked it up with both hands and handed it to Yun Bo.