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Inside is a luxurious mansion from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. The name of the mansion is "Lanting Villa". The mansion not only occupies a large area, but also has the highest standards of construction. The city walls are tall and thick, like a tiger perched on a dragon's plate. In front of it is a sun peak and a koi pond.
In the back, there is a small hermitage with green sky, Bat Hall, and continuous houses. The layout is endlessly evocative. In the back garden, there are towering ancient trees, numerous strange rocks, surrounded by mountains and water, pavilions, terraces, pavilions, and winding corridors. The garden scenery under the moonlight is even more beautiful.
It is ever-changing and has its own unique world...
In a quiet small courtyard in the back mountain, Murong Kongyue, who is about eighty years old, is sitting cross-legged under a big tree with three people hugging each other. He has white hair and gray eyebrows, and his eyebrows are flying sideways, but his cheeks are unusually rosy, and he has a childlike appearance.
Even though his voice and appearance are motionless, he can still give people a majestic momentum that is as motionless as a mountain.
The National Elderly People's Hospital and the Special Guard Group were founded by Murong Kongyue's father, but it was Murong Kongyue who developed and expanded the National Elderly People's Hospital, the current leader of the Murong family. Although no one in the family is in politics, just Murong Kongyue
He has made great contributions to the National Elderly Home and the special forces. Even the national leaders have to respectfully call him "Mo Lao" when they see him, because the National Elderly Home is the secret trump card of the country, and many important tasks that are difficult to complete require the National Elder.
It was completed by the Institute, which played a big role in the development and rise of the country.
A middle-aged man with bulging temples came from the corridor. When he walked to the arch, the middle-aged man slowed down. Five meters away from the old man, the middle-aged man stopped and looked at the body of the old man sitting cross-legged.
He bowed slightly and said softly: "Dean..."
Murong Kongyue still closed her eyes tightly and said calmly: "What's the matter?"
"Lao He was...by someone..."
"Guan Yong, this is not your character. If you have anything to say, just say it." Murong Kongyue said in a light tone, slowly and quietly.
"Lao He was deprived of his martial arts skills," said a middle-aged man named Guan Yong.
"What?" Murong Kongyue exhaled, his eyes widened, and he shouted with deep momentum, his eyes erupted with a light that was like substance, which was extremely frightening. The leaves floating in front of his eyes were covered by his mouthful of pure energy.
The energy was torn into pieces, his breathing seemed to be the power of thunder and lightning, every move seemed to be filled with destructive energy, and the leaves on the ground around him were flying wildly due to his sudden burst of momentum.
The reason why Murong Kongyue was so excited was not only because He Zongnan was abolished from martial arts, but also because this incident aroused the pain that Murong Kongyue had hidden deep in his heart. His son, Lin Feirong's
My father, Murong Zijun, was also exposed to Dantian six years ago, turning a martial arts genius into a useless person who drank as his companion every day.
Guan Yong was forced by this invisible force to take two steps back involuntarily, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, he knew this would happen.
"Let him come over." Although Murong Kongyue's voice was low, it was ear-piercing.
"Okay, I'll go right away." Guan Yong retreated.
After a while, He Zongnan, who was listless and smelled of alcohol, walked in with a staggering step. When he saw Murong Kongyue, He Zongnan's tears fell involuntarily.
"Dean..." He Zongnan's tone was choked with sobs.
For the old man in front of him, He Zongnan respects him from the bottom of his heart and looks up to him even more. He has followed Murong Kongyue since he was seven or eight years old until now. He is equivalent to the prince's companion. He has followed Murong Kongyue for decades and gone through countless disasters.
After saving him from dying several times, in He Zongnan's heart, Murong Kongyue was no different from his father.
"Zongnan, come here." Seeing He Zongnan's dejected appearance, Murong Kongyue felt a little heartbroken. Although He Zongnan, who is 26 years younger than him, is nearly sixty years old, his personality is not as mature as his age.
Even the nine-headed ox can't be brought back. His persistence in feelings is almost a demon. In the past decades, he has never shown any flattery to that woman, except for Qin Lan. This is the first time in his life that he has been so devoted to a woman. It's a pity that Luohua has feelings.
, flowing water has no intention.
After He Zongnan came over, Murong Kongyue put his hand on He Zongnan's pulse and checked it. His eyes were full of murderous intent: "Who is so ruthless that he broke your Qi sea."
Generally, if the Qihai point is broken, people who practice martial arts call it the Dantian, and they will be unable to cultivate their internal energy for the rest of their lives, because the Dantian is a container that connects the eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve normal meridians, and is used to store internal energy. Now that the container is broken,
It's like a balloon bursting and it can't be repaired. Even the greatest master of the unity of man and nature may not be able to do anything.
"He is a young man." He Zongnan said with empty eyes.
"A young man? What is going on?" Murong Kongyue was a little surprised.
He Zongnan simply told what happened. What is commendable is that He Zongnan did not distort the facts, but sought truth from facts.
"What is his relationship with Concubine in her residence?" Murong Kongyue did not expect that this matter would be related to his granddaughter.
"I don't know either." He Zongnan shook his head.
"I will seek justice for you, and you should not give up on yourself for the sake of martial arts. You will get used to it as you get used to it." Murong Kongyue sighed secretly. She felt that this kind of comfort seemed so feeble.
"I'm fine. If he can accept me, it doesn't matter if he kills me, but it's a pity..." He Zongnan smiled sadly and shook his head sadly.
"You are just too stubborn about this aspect. The relationship is between both sides. It really can't be done... Oh, forget it, it's useless for me to advise you. You go." Murong Kongyue said and closed her eyes again.
The inheritance of the Murong family has a history of more than 400 years. It has a profound heritage and is one of the few in the entire country of China. No one knows what the Murong family mainly does, but many people know that the supreme leader of the country after every change
They all have to visit the Murong family. Even so, the Murong family is not proud of it. They have always kept a low profile, are gentle and talkative, and they seem to be easy to talk to. But whoever provokes the Murong family will definitely not get good results. The facts of blood in the past are constantly
Proved this.
There are also some internal cultivators who know that the Murong family is not the target of the demon sect. Not even the Guo Lao Yuan and the special team are within the scope of the pursuit. It is conceivable that after more than four hundred years of carelessness, the Murong family has
How strong it is to thrive.
Murong Mansion is also an ancient house. After more than four hundred years of wind and rain, the house has been renovated countless times, but it still stands.
Although the house is not as luxurious as the ancient prince's mansion, it is not small in area. It has the necessary attics, courtyards and rock gardens, giving it a deep and lingering atmosphere.
In a pavilion leading to a pool covered with lotus roots and daffodils, a middle-aged uncle sat there drinking by himself. It was so pleasant to have a drink in front of such a beautiful scenery. However, if you pay attention, you will know that this free and easy middle-aged man
The uncle didn't seem to be enjoying it, and there was deep gloom in his eyes.
"Dad, you are drinking alone again." Lin Feirong came over and said helplessly while blaming her, and then sat down in front of the stone pier in front of Murong Zijun.
"Concubine is back?!" Murong Zijun showed a hearty and friendly smile.
He has a slender figure, an extraordinary appearance, and a graceful and free demeanor. He is free and easy with majesty, majesty with elegance, elegance with aloofness, aloofness with affinity, and affinity with decadence... In general,
This is a middle-aged handsome guy who is extremely lethal to women. It is not an exaggeration to say that he kills both young and old alike.
"Dad, there is a question I haven't understood. Can you talk to me?" Lin Feirong said.
"What's the problem?" Murong Zijun said after taking a sip of wine.
"Is martial arts really that important to you?"
Murong Zijun smiled bitterly and said, "Before I answer your question, let me ask you a question first."
Lin Feirong said nothing, just looked at Murong Zijun, waiting for his questions.
"What do you think would happen if a normal person could no longer walk for the rest of his life?"
"Then he must be in pain." Lin Feirong said without thinking.
"That's it, it's like a big roc that spreads its wings and soars into the sky, but suddenly one day its wings are broken, and it can't fly for the rest of its life. Even the weak sparrow can look down on it, that kind of pain
You must not understand either." Murong Zijun sighed with a bitter smile.
"I don't understand, but I know that those chickens and ducks also have wings, but they all live very well. Just like me, they are still happy without martial arts. Ordinary people also have ordinary people's fun."
"That's because you have never had it, and you will definitely not lose it. Haha, Fei'er, I know you want to persuade dad again. In fact, dad is not willing to fall. Dad has been trying to be an ordinary person, but this
It needs a process, so don't worry, dad is not that fragile. By the way, what do you want to do when you come back today?" Murong Zijun changed the topic.
"It's okay. Uncle He was disabled from martial arts today, so I want to talk to grandpa."
"Lao He was also disabled in martial arts? Murong Zijun asked in shock: "But what does it have to do with you?"
"He was crippled by a friend of mine, so..." Before Lin Feirong could finish speaking, a vigorous voice came from afar.
"Girl, who is your friend? He dares to act so boldly and not take my Murong family seriously!" Murong Kongyue walked over calmly.
"Grandpa." Lin Feirong turned around and shouted. Murong Zijun did not stand up and was still drinking.
"Tell me what's going on. I want to see who he is. He actually asked me to add a girl to intercede." Murong Kongyue said solemnly and lovingly.
Lin Feirong didn't hide anything. She told her what she knew about Ye Chenfeng, and the conflict with He Zongnan in detail, because Lin Feirong knew that even if she didn't tell her, her grandfather would be able to find out.
The only thing he didn't say was that Ye Chenfeng asked about her last name, because Lin Feirong didn't know what to say.
After hearing what Lin Feirong said, Murong Kongyue nodded and said: "Ye Chenfeng, I seem to have heard of this young man, but what I didn't expect was that he would dare to offend my Murong family after provoking the Liu family. If he
Either he is arrogant and ignorant or he has absolute strength, but I think he doesn’t know the heights of the world, girl, what do you think?" Murong Kongyue looked at Lin Feirong and said.
"I don't know, but I know it's not his fault." Lin Feirong really didn't know whether Ye Chenfeng had no idea or absolute strength, but she knew that Ye Chenfeng was definitely not arrogant and ignorant.
Murong Kongyue raised her eyebrows and said: "Girl, what is your relationship with him? I asked you to speak for him. I remember that you have never had any close contact with any man, let alone spoken for any man.
"
Lin Feirong hesitated and said, "Grandpa, don't get me wrong. In fact, I haven't known him for long."
"In that case, why are you still speaking for him? Could it be that he asked you to intercede?"
"That's not entirely true. I just feel that the fault is not his, so I have reason to clarify."
"That means he asked you to explain the whole story?!" Murong Kongyue was convinced.
Lin Feirong nodded helplessly and said, "He said he didn't want to be enemies of our Murong family."
"Don't want to be the enemy of my Murong family? Huh!" Murong Kongyue snorted coldly: "He would praise himself, why didn't he say that he didn't dare to be the enemy of my Murong family? I think he must now regret that he destroyed you, Uncle He.
martial arts."
"Grandpa, you are a person who knows right from wrong, and you will not embarrass him because of this matter." Lin Feirong asked with some anxiety.
"Girl, do you like that young man?" Murong Kongyue answered the question.
Lin Feirong's face turned slightly red and she said, "Where did you think of this? I only met him four times in total. How could it be possible... Besides, I really don't blame him for this."
"Even so, it won't invalidate your Uncle He's martial arts. Well, don't worry about this matter. I have my own plans." Murong Kongyue waved his hand.
"Grandpa, I don't want anything unpleasant to happen between you. Grandpa, just think of me as begging you, okay." Lin Feirong said in a pleading tone.
Murong Zijun, who was silent on the side, looked at his daughter whose face was full of anxiety and worry, with a smile on his lips.
"Girl, grandpa can rely on you for everything else, but it's impossible to just forget about your Uncle He." Murong Kongyue declined tactfully.
Lin Feirong knew that her grandfather's temper was useless, so she stopped dwelling on this matter and said instead: "Grandpa, just don't go too far with his matter. In addition, you really need to persuade him."
Please advise Uncle He, we can’t embarrass Aunt Lan anymore,” Lin Feirong said.
"Embarrassed? Your uncle He has been deprived of martial arts because of her and will never be able to practice martial arts in his life. She is still embarrassed. She is such a cold-blooded woman. I think she should spend her whole life to compensate you, Uncle He." Murong Kongyue said coldly.
"Grandpa, what do you mean?" Lin Feirong was frightened when she heard this.
"You, Uncle He, spent all your efforts on her. You begged me to get some beauty medicine for him for the first time. You waited for her for so many years. In the end, your martial arts was revoked. Do you think Qin Lan is worthy of him? He shouldn't spend his whole life to compensate.
Are you Uncle He? I have decided. You also tell Qin Lan that whether she wants it or not, he must marry He Zongnan to repay my Murong family for raising her. In short, there is no room for negotiation." Murong Kong.
Yue said forcefully.
Lin Feirong's face changed drastically, and she said with a trembling voice: "Grandpa, are you joking?"
"I'm not kidding, tell her this is my opinion, I think she will agree." Murong Kongyue said coldly.
"Grandpa, I didn't expect you to be an unreasonable person, I..." Lin Feirong's eyes turned red, and she turned and left quickly, because she knew that if grandpa decided, Aunt Lan would definitely agree, but
But it was even more painful than killing her. There are only two simple words to describe the relationship between Lin Feirong and Qin Lan - very deep!
"Dad, you are too tough." Murong Zijun took a sip of wine and looked into the pond with drunken eyes and said softly.
"I'm tough? How come I never see you surrender in front of me?" Murong Kongyue glared at Murong Zijun, but sighed secretly in her heart.
Murong Zijun smiled bitterly: "I have surrendered to God, what else do you want me to do?"
"Nothing promising!" Murong scolded, but it didn't sound weighty at all, because he knew that if this happened to him, he would definitely not be much better than him.
"I think you should carefully consider Concubine's suggestion. This is his first time interceding for a man." Murong Zijun said calmly.
"If he didn't ask the concubine to intercede, I could consider it, but unfortunately... this just illustrates a problem. I think you should understand it, so I don't need to say more." Murong Kongyue sighed.
"I believe that Fei'er is a mature and rational person. I think Fei'er knows who he is better than we do."