Chapter seven hundred and seventy-two three uncles
Old man, how about we discuss something?"
Liu Mingzhi pushed open the door of Liu Zhi'an's study and shouted loudly, startling Liu Zhi'an who was drinking tea.
"You little bastard, you are seeking death!"
Young Master Liu laughed angrily: "Old man, I have something to discuss with you!"
"If you fart quickly, let it go!"
Young Master Liu sat on the chair and looked at Liu Zhi'an hesitantly, his face a little embarrassed.
"My son wants to learn medicine again!"
Liu Zhi'an looked at Young Master Liu with a confused face at first and then understood what it meant.
"Are you out of your depth?"
"Um... Isn't it appropriate for the two of you to talk about this? Isn't it good to say that you want to study pharmacology? At least you can save some face for me. The news has spread that I am already incapable of doing what I want in my early twenties. Is my son still alive?
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Liu Zhi'an smacked his lips and sighed slightly: "It's too late!"
"how to say?"
"Let the cat carry it away without stopping it!"
"I understand! By the way, why are you looking for me?"
Liu Zhi'an fell silent, took out a ledger from the drawer and looked through it. Upon seeing this, Liu Mingzhi understood that Liu Zhi'an seemed to have something unspeakable to hide.
"Old man, what's wrong? Has something happened? Xuan'er? Mingli? Or is it something about the company?"
Liu Zhi'an closed the account book: "How is the suppression of bandits going?"
"It's good. Most of the bandit leaders have been captured and brought to justice. Only a few insignificant minions are left. It's nothing to worry about. If you can escape, just run away! The leader of the White Lotus also committed suicide, and his head was sealed with lime!
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"Congratulations, it's a great achievement, you're going to be promoted again!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Zhi'an strangely, not sure what Liu Zhi'an wanted to say: "Old man, there is something in your words, what's going on?"
"Zhi'er, do you still remember your third uncle?"
Madam Liu's voice suddenly sounded behind Liu Mingzhi. Liu Mingzhi turned around and saw Madam Liu walking towards the study with gentle steps.
Liu Mingzhi nodded gently: "Mom, of course I remember Uncle Ling. When I was a child, I often lived in his house with my second brother and Wei Ermei..."
Liu Mingzhi stopped talking and looked at Liu Zhi'an and was silent for a while.
"I'm sorry, old man. I could have gotten news about Wei'er and my second brother in Yangzhou, but I can't put thousands of troops into a desperate situation for my own selfish purposes. It's the lesser of two powers that harm each other. I have no choice!"
Liu Zhi'an waved his hand: "Today we won't talk about Wei'er and Ling Yang's issues, we will only talk about your third uncle Ling Daoming. Do you still remember how long ago your third uncle died?"
Liu Mingzhi counted with his fingers: "It's almost twelve years, and there are only a few days left in twenty-eight years! It's been more than seven months since the death of my third uncle. Why do you suddenly want to say this, old man?
What happened to Third Uncle?"
Liu Mingzhi still has a deep memory of his third uncle Ling Daoming, who was gentle and gentle. After all, he had dealt with him a lot because of Su Weier's affairs.
The predecessor Liu Mingzhi seemed to have a deep impression on everyone in the Ling family.
Liu Zhi'an took a deep breath and swallowed what he wanted to say.
Mrs. Liu looked at the master's troubled expression with a somewhat gloomy expression: "Zhi'er, your third uncle is still... still alive!"
Liu Zhi'an closed his eyes silently and shook his head, not knowing what to say!
After hearing what Mrs. Liu said, Liu Mingzhi trembled. He raised his head and stared at Mrs. Liu who was sitting beside him in astonishment: "Mom, do you know what you are talking about? The third uncle has been dead for more than ten years, and you will die every year.
Have you forgotten that you went to pay homage? Now you tell me that my third uncle is still alive, how can I believe such absurd words?"
Liu Zhi'an suddenly stood up: "Madam, you can't hide something arrogant, I'm going to take Zhi'er out, and you can take care of the house!"
"Okay, sir, you and Zhi'er can go with ease!"
"Old man, what's going on? What you said to mother was so confusing that I couldn't even understand what it meant!"
Liu Zhi'an left the study with his hands behind his back: "Come with me, you will know when you get to the place!"
Liu Mingzhi followed Liu Zhian and walked towards the backyard.
Along the way, they went east and west to the backyard of Liu Mansion. There was a prepared carriage parked early in the backyard. Liu Yuan fumbled with his riding whip and sat on the carriage shaft: "Master, Master, you are here!"
Liu Zhi'an nodded lightly and got into the carriage, and Liu Mingzhi naturally had no choice but to follow.
"Go to Linjiang North Campus!"
"yes!"
The carriage slowly left the backyard of Liu Mansion and drove on the street. Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Zhi'an quietly: "Old man, did something happen that I don't know about?"
"You'll know when you get there!"
"knew!"
Seeing that Liu Zhi'an was very tight-lipped, Liu Mingzhi sat down cross-legged and stopped talking. Instead, he got lucky with the diagram of the tendons and veins of Tianjian.
Let the inner Qi travel throughout the body.
Ever since they had a night of indissoluble bond with Murong Shan, Young Master Liu relied on the help of the Gu worms in Qinglian's body and had already broken through the seventh level by taking advantage of the opportunity of yin and yang intercourse with Murong Shan.
The bandits have not been suppressed for a long time, so they have consolidated their strength. Now that they are idle, Liu Mingzhi quietly uses his inner strength.
The carriage drove slowly and reached an unknown destination. Although it was snowing heavily outside, the streets were still bustling with people.
For them, a little snow is not a hindrance to preparing New Year's goods.
In the blink of an eye, Liu Yuan waved his riding whip and stopped the carriage: "Master, the young master is here!"
Liu Mingzhi opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity. He jumped out of the carriage and followed Liu Zhi'an. He looked at this remote yard in astonishment. Liu Mingzhi was sure that he was still in Jinling City, but he didn't know where this place was.
, why did Liu Zhi'an bring him here!
He simply didn't believe that his third uncle was still alive.
"Old man, isn't this the place where your golden house hides your beauty?"
Liu Zhi'an rolled his eyes and slowly walked to the door of the courtyard, patting the door once long and three short times, once long and two short times!
"The green mountains in the sky and the earth will last forever!"
Liu Zhi'an cleared his throat: "The green willows, pines and cypresses will last forever!"
"Which end are you sitting on?"
"The tiger sits in the middle hall!"
The door opened directly and a man in Tsing Yi knelt down on one knee: "See the head of the family!"
"Forgive me, let's go in and talk!"
"Yes, please, Master!"
Liu Zhi'an waved to Liu Yuan, who drove the carriage slowly away.
Liu Mingzhi followed Liu Zhi'an into the courtyard in astonishment. He could clearly hear Liu Zhi'an's incision just now.
"Old man, how come you are a businessman and act like an anti-Qing and Fuming organization?"
Young Master Liu couldn't help but murmured a few words. He didn't know that Liu Zhi'an actually had a house here. It was the first time that he had seen it before and now.
After passing through three arches, Liu Zhian pushed open the door in front of him and walked in.
Zhang Kuang immediately stood up: "Here he is, Mingzhi is here too?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Zhang Kuang in surprise. He never expected that Zhang Kuang, who had gone to Yangzhou, would show up here. Liu Mingzhi felt a sudden change in his heart.
Liu Zhi'an, the richest man in the world, has an arrogant secret society with great power in military affairs. He is not going to rebel, right?
It is very possible that one has the power of the army and has no shortage of gold, silver and treasure.
"Mingzhi, I haven't seen you for more than ten years!"
Liu Mingzhi took a step back in shock, looking at the man in purple who came out from behind the screen in fear, his mouth trembling slightly.