While Ye Fan and Song Hongyan were in love with each other, the old lady of the Ye family also sat in the Zen room of the Lord of Lao Zhai.
What happened last night had broken the retreat of Lao Zhai, and also allowed the old lady of the Ye family to appear in Tongtian Temple.
"How is that dog thing going?"
The old lady sat down with ease, and her words were simple and crude: "Are you dead?"
"It's not a big deal. I just used the silver needle to force myself to overdraw my energy, causing myself to be backfired and fainted."
The master of Lao Zhai turned the Buddhist beads: "After the saint's care for one night, the dangers and potential hidden dangers have been eliminated, and I guess I will wake up today."
"This bastard is really tough. Such a tricky pregnant woman didn't exhaust him."
The old lady coughed: "What a pity."
"How could you scold him like this?"
The old master showed a hint of helplessness when he heard this:
"No matter how he said that he was your grandson, he was still a very outstanding one. Why don't you look down on it?"
Her eyes had a hint of appreciation for Ye Fan: "Who among the younger generation is better than Ye Fan?"
"There's no way, I just don't like him."
The old lady glared at Ye Fan's grandson:
"In addition to loving to contradict me, I also want to split the Ye family like my mother."
"The 16th office in the territory was lost, and Hengcheng Bridgehead was divided into three parts, and he had a great responsibility."
"This time I came back, I even framed his uncle and almost killed the Ye family."
She added: "I didn't slap him to death with just one palm, it's already giving him the bloody face of the Ye family."
"You are just a knife-like mouth and a tofu heart."
The Lord Lao Zhai sighed: "You think I don't know that you like this grandson, otherwise you wouldn't have offended Tianwei and went to the wolf country to save people."
"I was just pulling Lao San and Zhao Mingyue into the water, and I was deliberately trying to force them into the army."
The old lady raised her face and said, "Actually, I don't care about the life or death of a dog."
"The cow ran to the Wolf Kingdom to start a massacre, and even razed the Shangguan clan to the ground, really treating himself as Stallone."
"He also killed me a pawn that had been buried in the Shangguan family for many years."
"It would be better for him to die in the Wolf Kingdom. After all, let the Ye family be quieter."
"Do you seem to appreciate that kid?"
"I heard you have accepted him as your disciple?"
The old lady asked back: "How did you get bought by that kid?"
The Lord Lao Zhai's face remained unchanged: "Fate!"
"It's a big deal."
The old lady is not polite, "We are sisters. You can fool your disciples with fate, but you can't fool me."
"But if you don't want to say it, I won't ask more."
"But you have asked me again. If the Forbidden City comes back and knows about this, I will probably have an objection."
"After all, Cihangzhai and the Saint have always been his basic base. It is easy for you to be uneasy to accept Ye Fan as your disciple."
The old lady also reminded: "You are taking in the disciples and stabbing fire in the Ye family."
"Don't you think this is a good test for Ye Jincheng?"
The old master had no turbulence on his face, and his fingers were turning the Buddhist beads slowly, as if he had already had his own thoughts:
"It can test his mind, his vision, and his judgment."
"If he wants to become the Young Master Ye Tang, he should know that instead of being jealous of others, it is better to be yourself."
"And now the entire Ye family and the kings are in line with his philosophy. As long as he follows the steps and does not do anything extra, he will be able to take office sooner or later."
"Under this 'general trend', he can still be jealous of Ye Fan doing something extraordinary, so he is not worthy of being supported by Cihangzhai to be the young master of Ye Tang."
She added: "For you, you can also see in depth whether he is suitable to be the Young Master Ye Tang?"
The old lady's voice was deep:
"Who will do it if he doesn't do it?"
"Ye Fan, the anti-bone boy?"
"The ruthless little eagle?"
"Or the mixed-race child who I can't see once every few years?"
The old lady's eyes were a little colder: "No matter how lacking the Forbidden City is, as long as the philosophy is consistent with me, I will support him with all my strength."
"You still can't let it go?"
The Lord Lao Zhai smiled bitterly: "Do you still want to enjoy the power that is superior?"
"Do you think I like to enjoy power?"
The old lady's voice was a bit colder:
"It's just that I know better than anyone else that putting down the 'gun' in my hand is equivalent to giving my life to others at will."
"Besides, the country that Ye Tang conquered was exchanged for by countless of our children."
"And I have donated a cow to make Hengdian and Truman eat enough. I can't accept it if I donate it again."
"So I will never hand over the gun unless I have to!"
"Even if the general trend is coming to the day when I have to hand over the gun, I will not stay in Baocheng to watch the Ye family slowly decline."
She did not hide her thoughts, but also expressed her future ideas.
"You want to stand on your own?"
The old master said lightly: "Is this why you asked me to save the Sun family?"
"It means that."
The old lady changed the subject: "By the way, is the situation of pregnant women and children stable?"
"Ye Fan takes action, what else do you have to worry about? Everything is fine for the mother and son."
The master of Lao Zhai said in a calm tone: "Sun Chongshan also invited a Western medicine team, and the test was in good condition."
"It's good that mother and son are safe!"
The old lady nodded slightly: "It seems that the first step is right, Ye Fan is still a little good at it."
“It’s really a bit of a good deal.”
The old master looked up at the old lady and said, "There is no Taoist practice, he probably was killed last night."
The old lady frowned: "What does it mean?"
The old master did not hide too much, and his voice came out peacefully:
"The fetus pregnant by a pregnant woman was not only invaded by a ghost baby, but also hid three leeches in the Yin Dynasty."
"The Yin leech is not only invulnerable to swords and guns, but also as fast as a meteor, and it also breaks out when the ghost baby surrenders and makes people feel relaxed."
She said lightly: "If Ye Fan hadn't had something suppressed, he would have been dead last night."
"So dangerous?"
The old lady was glad that Ye Fan was fine, and then she thought of something, her eyes suddenly became fierce:
"If you didn't go into seclusion last night, you're saving someone."
She suddenly grasped the key point: "Is this killing game aimed at you?"
"My biggest backer of the Ye family has always been a thorn in the eyes of many forces."
The Lord Lao Zhai was calm: "The only thing I didn't expect was that the other party could set up a plan through the Sun family, which was really a bit unpredictable..."
The old lady's face darkened: "The Sun family's daughter-in-law protects her like a national treasure."
"Only some of the Sun family can tamper with her at close range and avoid the initial test of the doctor."
"Murong Lengchan entered Hengcheng to suppress the family, and the Sun family used the help of pregnant women to set up a killing game. Is this a combination of punches?"
The old lady changed her tone:
"It seems that I should have let Ye Fan go to Ruiguo..."
"Some people in the Sun family dare to make things worse for us, so I will punish them!"
Almost at the same time, a convoy drove into Cihangzhai, and then stopped in the saint's yard with a familiar road.
The car door opened, and Ye Biencheng came out in vain.
He had a pride and joy on his face, and a black box in his hand.
"Saint, Saint, I'm back, I've found the medicine you want."
Ye Jincheng ran up the stairs with a box, with a tendency to seek credit from the Master's Concubine.
Several female disciples of Cihang wanted to stop them, but they hesitated when they saw that it was Ye Jincheng.
Just this time, Ye Jincheng has already pushed open the wooden door of the yard:
"Saint, I found the nine-petal saffron you want..."
As soon as the vision opened, the joyful voice suddenly stopped.
Ye Jincheng looked ahead with a cold look:
Ye Fan was lying weakly in the arms of the white-clothed concubine, drinking medicine...