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Chapter 56 Qingming Hall

"Father!"

As soon as Han Xueyi opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Han Chengyi.

"Why are you still standing there? Go and bring the young lady back quickly!"

As Han Chengyi finished speaking, the guards on both sides directly surrounded Ye Feng.

It seems that the commotion is getting more and more embarrassing.

Han Tai's face darkened and he shouted as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

"enough!"

There was a trace of vitality in his voice unconsciously, and everyone instantly felt a powerful pressure being released!

The atmosphere in the hall changed.

Han Chengyi frowned.

"Father! Look at this Ye Feng! He hasn't even become the son-in-law of my Han family, yet he dares to ignore you like this!"

"Today is your eightieth birthday, so many people are watching!"

"If we don't drive Ye Feng out now, our Han family will become a complete joke!"

Han Tai's face was ashen, even though he didn't believe that Ye Feng would do such a rude thing.

But the facts are already before us.

Looking at the decapitated Guanyin on the ground, Han Tai's face became increasingly ugly!

Cheng Yi is right about one thing, that is, Ye Feng is still carrying the name of the future grandson-in-law of the Han family!

His attitude is enough to turn the Han family into a laughing stock!

He looked at Ye Feng intently, and for the sake of the Han family's face, he had to speak.

"Ye Feng, you..."

Ye Feng suddenly took a step forward.

Han Yurou was startled, and then she saw Ye Feng bend down and pick up the broken Guanyin head.

His eyes fell meaningfully on Han Yurou's face.

"How did this Guanyin head break? We can check it later later."

Han Shoukai's face darkened in displeasure: "Ye Feng, you are not a member of my Han family yet. You are not allowed to comment on the affairs of my Han family!"

Han Yurou sneered and said.

"That's right! Grandpa regards you as his grandson-in-law, but you didn't even prepare a birthday gift for him!"

A hint of amusement flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and he asked casually.

"Who said I didn't prepare a gift?"

"You!" Han Yurou choked: "Nonsense! My cousin just said that she prepared the gift for you."

Seeing Han Xueyi biting her lower lip with a guilty expression on her face, Han Yurou turned her eyes and suddenly softened her tone and said: "Since my brother-in-law said that he has prepared a gift, then take it out and show it to us!"

Ye Feng looked at Han Yurou with a half-smile, and slowly took out the wooden box from his pocket.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"That's it? This is the gift he prepared for Mr. Han!?"

"So shabby! How can Ye Feng do it?"

"The majestic Lord of Su City actually gave you such a broken box?! How generous it is to make people laugh!"

this moment.

Not to mention the other members of the Han family, even Han Xueyi's expression became complicated.

Three days ago, Ye Feng had said that she would prepare a gift for her grandfather, and at that time she specifically asked Uncle Lan to give it to him.

But in the end, only a wooden box was taken out...

Han Chengyi's face turned green and white. He lowered his voice and shouted angrily.

"Ye Feng, aren't you embarrassed enough? Hurry up and put your broken box away!"

Han Yurou spoke up at this moment.

"I didn't expect that my brother-in-law actually prepared a gift for grandpa. Uncle, please ask your brother-in-law to open it and have a look, so that it can open our eyes!"

Han Tai took a deep breath and glanced at Han Yurou with a hint of warning.

The latter's arrogance suddenly died down, and he shrank and lowered his head.

"Everyone is laughing, please take your seats first."

Before Han Tai could finish his words, he heard Beiyang Divine Doctor of Qingming Hall, who had not spoken since entering the venue, speak.

"I wonder if I have the honor to take a quick look at it?"

Han Tai frowned slightly.

He originally planned to settle the matter, but at this moment, Beiyang spoke!

Beiyang is the fourth-ranked miracle doctor in Jiangnan.

Although he doesn't have to care about Beiyang, he has to look at the face of Qingmingtang behind him!

Zhao Guozhong stood behind Ye Feng and explained in a low voice.

"In Jiangnan, almost everyone knows that Qingmingtang has a special status."

"Twenty years ago, it was founded by the first miracle doctor Qingming in Jiangnan!"

"Qingming Hall is divided into inner hall and outer hall!"

"Although all the outer halls are nominal disciples of Miracle Doctor Qingming, if you pick just one person among them, he will be the most famous Miracle Doctor within a radius of 500 miles!"

When Ye Feng heard this, he quickly remembered the doctor Zhang Qianzhang who he met at Zhao's house in Su City, who was known as the number one miracle doctor in Su City.

He claims to be a disciple of Qingming Divine Doctor, but in fact he is just a disciple of Qingming Hall.

"It's even worse in the inner hall!"

"There are three holy hands in the inner hall, and these three are direct disciples of the divine doctor Qingming!"

After Zhao Guozhong finished speaking, Ye Feng nodded slightly.

Understood.

Although there is only one word difference between outer hall and inner hall, their status is completely different!

Beiyang.

He is one of the three holy hands in Qingming Hall!

Beiyang looked at Ye Feng with eyes full of displeasure.

That good-for-nothing Zhang Qian said before that there was a boy named Ye Feng in Sioux City who was very arrogant.

Even Qingmingtang doesn't take them seriously.

Bei Yang didn't expect to see Ye Feng here, but now that he did, he wanted to teach him a lesson.

In order not to spread the word and make outsiders laugh at him for not having anyone in Qingming Hall!

Han Tai didn't know if there was any grudge between Ye Feng and Beiyang, but since Beiyang mentioned it in public.

He couldn't refuse, so Han Tai thought for a moment before nodding.

"That's fine."

"Ye Feng, how about you show me the birthday gift you prepared for me?"

Ye Feng nodded nonchalantly and opened the lid of the wooden box.

Everyone's eyes focused on the wooden box.

I saw a black pill the size of a little fingernail lying quietly in the wooden box.

The pill is ordinary. If it were not taken out alone, no one would care about it.

The discussion at the scene fell silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter that could not be concealed!

Everyone looked at him with ridicule and talked about it one after another.

"That's it? It's so dark, what the hell?"

"It can't be medicine, right?"

"Today is the birthday of Mr. Han. Delivering medicine is not much more auspicious than the decapitated Guanyin!"

Bei Yang glanced at the black pill that was almost integrated into the box, and couldn't help but smile.

"Ye Feng, can you help me clarify my doubts about...what kind of medicine is this?"

Ye Feng said casually: "This is a birthday gift for Mr. Han, the longevity pill."

Fushou Dan?!

As soon as he said this, the laughter just now became louder and louder.

"Did I hear correctly? He said Fushou Dan?!"

"Who doesn't know that Fushou Dan has the effect of prolonging life? It's a pill, not a medicine! What's more, the medical records that included Fushou Dan prescriptions were lost hundreds of years ago!"

"Exactly! Even the senior Xuanbei Divine Beggar who is a doctor and the Qingming Divine Doctor from Qingming Hall cannot refine the Pill of Fortune and Longevity!"

"This Ye Feng, if you want to brag, you should at least make up something decent. He is treating us all as fools!"

"You're actually in front of Beiyang Miracle Doctor and you're not afraid of being slapped in the face?"

Beiyang was also stunned, and then looked at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked calm and composed, as if he didn't know the preciousness of Fushou Dan at all.

He took a gentle breath.

Make sure there is no scent of medicine in the air.

Bei Yang then smiled disdainfully.

Too bad he thought Ye Feng really had two brushes!

It seems that Zhang Qiang was the loser who was not very good at learning, so he was humiliated by Ye Feng and ruined Qingmingtang's reputation in vain!

"Ye Feng, Ye Feng, do you know, according to the original medical records."

"Fushoudan: brown, shaped like a lychee, sweet in taste. When the stove is opened, the aroma will hit your nose, and it will not disappear after a hundred attempts. Taking it can increase your life span by ten years!"

Bei Yang said, half smiling.

"Next time, can you remember it clearly?"


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