Chapter 315 People are old in the rivers and lakes
When Xiao Feng heard Mr. Jing mentioning the 'Nangong Family', he could no longer suppress his doubts: "Old guy, what kind of existence is the Nangong Family?"
MI56 is quite famous in the whole world, but Mr. Jing said that with the Nangong family here, even MI56 can't hurt Jing Beier. This sentence contains too much information.
"A Feng, there are some levels that you can't touch for the time being, but let me ask you a question, do you believe in Jianghu," Mr. Jing asked seriously.
"Jianghu," Xiao Feng repeated these two words and asked rhetorically: "Is it a 'jianghu' where people are in the rivers and lakes and can't help themselves?"
Mr. Jing nodded, then shook his head: "To use a somewhat pretentious saying, wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and rivers and lakes are everywhere."
"But, what does this have to do with the Nangong family?"
"There are many really big forces that actually evolved from some Jianghu aristocratic families, such as the Nangong family,"
Xiao Feng frowned, why did the old guy keep talking more and more mysteriously, "The martial arts family is just like what is said in martial arts novels, Sichuan Tang Clan or something like that,"
"Haha, that's just a fabrication from martial arts novels,"
"Old guy, don't talk nonsense. I don't care whether it's the Nangong Family or the Sichuan Tang Clan. I just want to ask one thing, Belle is really not in danger,"
Mr. Jing was silent for a few seconds and nodded: "I believe Mr. Nangong,"
Xiao Feng stopped talking, but his heart seemed to be pressed by a stone. The dream that night could not be realized in reality.
"A Feng, after all, you are too weak now. When you reach a certain level, I will tell you bit by bit what you need to know,"
"Well," Xiao Feng heard what Mr. Jing said and didn't ask any more questions. He knew Mr. Jing's temper and wouldn't say anything if asked.
Mr. Jing took another sip of hot tea and asked slowly: "A Feng, how are you going to deal with the relationship with Bei'er?"
"I..." Xiao Feng opened his mouth, but he didn't know what kind of answer he could give. It is undeniable that he has always doted on Bei'er and loved Bei'er since he was a child. But this kind of doting and love are all based on the establishment of On the basis of a 'family affection', not love.
"In the past, I have been trying to stop it, but I found that it was all in vain." A smile appeared on Mr. Jing's face, and he said bitterly: "You have been away from home for four years, and I have blocked your birthday gifts for four years, just to prevent Belle from falling into trouble. If you go in, you can have your own life trajectory, but I failed,"
Xiao Feng took out his cigarette, lit it, took a few puffs, and said nothing.
"If you can't stop it, then let it happen naturally. Ah Feng, I think you also know what Belle is thinking and her temperament, so..."
"Yes, I know," Xiao Feng took a deep breath from the cigarette and let the smoke pour into his lungs. He grew up with Belle, how could he not know his sister's temperament.
Although Jing Beier has always been indifferent by nature, she is very stubborn in her heart. Once she decides something, it is difficult for even Mr. Jing and Xiao Feng to change her mind. In fact, under the influence of Mr. Jing, Xiao Feng is also very stubborn. in this way.
"Do you know why I object to Belle being with you?" Mr. Jing suddenly asked.
Xiao Feng was stunned and shook his head: "Why?"
"Because there is an old man with a good nose who met you and told your fortune. He said that you have two things that are too strong in your life, one is murderous intention, and the other is love luck," Mr. Jing said in a strange tone.
"Niubi Laodao," Xiao Feng was dumbfounded. Could it be that he was really destined to commit suicide?
The awesome old Taoist saying came from Jing Lao's mouth. Needless to say, Xiao Feng must be a hermit master, just like Nangong Jishi and Master Huiyue. The credibility of the old Taoist's words should be pretty good. After all, the old Taoist The people this guy knows are the kind of people who have real skills, and are not comparable to the liars who tell fortunes at street stalls.
"The old Taoist said at the beginning that it would be in vain for me to stop you. As expected, he got it right again. It was precisely because I wanted to stop you that you wanted to go out for a walk four years ago. I didn't stop you. I let you go for four years. ," Mr. Jing said with a sigh.
"Ahem, cough, cough..." Xiao Feng took a strong puff of the cigarette, but was choked by the smoke. With such a big smoking gun, he was actually choked by the cigarette. This shows how uneasy he was inside.
Mr. Jing also picked up the pipe of dry tobacco and smoked it. The hall fell into a brief silence, and no one spoke anymore.
"Old guy, don't worry, I will give you an explanation." After smoking a cigarette, Xiao Feng put out the cigarette.
Mr. Jing shook his head: "It's not an explanation for me, but an explanation for Belle. I don't want her to be sad, you know?"
"Yeah," Xiao Feng nodded seriously.
Because of Mr. Jing's guarantee, Xiao Feng's worries about Jing Bei'er's safety were suppressed in his heart for the time being. The two of them casually chatted about other topics, which naturally led to the topic of blood jade.
"Old guy, what's going on with the blood jade now?"
"It's confusing," Mr. Jing said briefly in four words.
Xiao Feng shrugged and simply stopped worrying about it. Mr. Jing didn't even understand it and couldn't figure it out, so what could he do.
"The Hao family, the Shao family have been destroyed, and a new situation has formed in Jiuquan. Have you figured out what to do?" Mr. Jing didn't want to mention the blood jade too much, so he changed the topic.
"Ms. Xiao, you are like a strong baby now. To truly grow up, what you need most is time. Unfortunately, no one can do anything about this. We can only accumulate it little by little."
Mr. Jing nodded, with relief flashing deep in his eyes. He watched Xiao Feng grow up step by step. He saw every progress of Xiao Feng.
In the short time since Xiao Feng came back, he caused turmoil in Jiuquan and changed the pattern that had been maintained for more than ten years. It can be said that he was not weak in skills. However, Mr. Jing never praised him, because in Mr. Jing's view, this was just a person. Just the beginning.
"When you grow up, you know how to go. I don't want to interfere too much. However, I just want to tell you one thing. Even if Ke Jin is struggling outside, even if he pokes a hole in the sky, grandpa will help. You go make it up,"
Mr. Jing's tone was calm, but he was full of domineering, and his protective temper was clearly demonstrated.
Xiao Feng felt warm in his heart. Ever since he was a child, Mr. Jing had always been so protective of his shortcomings. No matter what trouble he caused outside, Mr. Jing would help him settle it and even encourage him to do whatever it took.
In the words of Mr. Jing, if a boy is too honest when he is young, he will be a coward when he grows up. The more he is noisy, the more promising he will be when he grows up.
"Old guy, what if the hole I dug is too big and you can't fix it," Xiao Feng asked with a smile.
Mr. Jing took a deep look at Xiao Feng and said slowly: "If the day comes that even I can't mend the hole you dug, that will be the time when you, Long Xiang Jiutian, truly rise. At that time, you will stand At the top of the pyramid in China and even the world, we can look down on all living beings,"
Xiao Feng put away the smile on his face. From what he heard, Mr. Jing's words were far more valuable and more difficult to achieve than those of Han Shuang's grandfather, General Han. Although he had never understood Mr. Jing's background, But it's just an intuition.
"I will," Xiao Feng said calmly and nodded lightly.
"Haha, the road is long. Don't be arrogant or impatient. Walk slowly." Mr. Jing patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder and stood up: "They are back."
When Xiao Feng heard what Mr. Jing said, his ears twitched slightly. Sure enough, a burst of laughter came from outside the Zhuqi gate, and the sound was very soft.
"This old guy is unfathomable," Xiao Feng gave Mr. Jing a pertinent comment from the bottom of his heart.
"Grandpa Jing, let's come back and see what we bought you," Huo Wu's cheerful laughter came.
With a smile on his face, Mr. Jing walked to the door of the hall: "Haha, what kind of gift did you buy for me, an old man?"
In the yard, three girls, Lin Lin, Huo Wu and Zhang Xue, came in from outside, carrying large and small shopping bags in their hands.
"Grandpa Jing, see if you like the silk Tang suit we bought for you." Huo Wu raised the shopping bag in his hand and pointed to the door: "Grandpa Jing, who is here?"
"Haha, Ah Feng is here to pick you up," Mr. Jing said, and Xiao Feng walked out of the main room.
"Brother Feng," Lin Lin and Huo Wu both shouted happily. Zhang Xue opened her mouth but didn't say anything.
"Haha, I'm here to take you home," Xiao Feng hugged Huo Wu and said with a smile.
"Wu'er, Brother Feng is injured, please be careful," Lin Lin held Huo Wu's hand and said worriedly.
"Oh, I forgot about this," Huo Wu suddenly remembered and nodded quickly: "Brother Feng, are your injuries okay?"
Xiao Feng shook his head: "It's nothing, it's much better." After saying that, he looked at Zhang Xue who was standing not far away: "Xiaoxue, you should be used to living here,"
"Yeah," Zhang Xue pursed her lips and nodded.
"Grandpa Jing, here is your gift. The three of us carefully selected it," Huo Wu looked at the smiling old Jing, shook off Xiao Feng, and said in a flattering manner.
"What a clever little girl," Mr. Jing also liked the three girls from the bottom of his heart.
Several people entered the main room. At the request of the three girls Huo Wu, Mr. Jing took the shopping bag and went to change clothes happily.
After a while, Mr. Jing came out dressed in a Tang suit, with a bigger smile on his face: "I like it very much, I feel like I am ten years younger,"
"It's true," Huo Wu nodded: "Grandpa Jing, you are not old at all."
"Hahaha, Miss Wu, that little mouth is so sweet," Jing Laohuai was greatly comforted, and Long Yan was delighted.
Xiao Feng curled his lips. It seems that even an old man doesn't have much resistance to the flattery of a beautiful woman. If he praised himself like this, the old man would probably just hit her with a big bang. Beautiful women, no matter where they go, they are... Popular.
At Mr. Jing's request, the three girls all started to get busy, preparing to finish dinner here before leaving. It was obvious that Belle was not at home, and Mr. Jing seemed a little lonely living in such a big yard alone.
"With them here these days, the yard has become more lively. We are getting older. Alas, half of our bodies are buried in the loess." Mr. Jing looked at Xiao Feng, picked up a cup of hot tea, and drank it in one gulp.
