Han Jiulin turned to face Ye Jian, cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Ye, I'm sorry for destroying your family's Ten Thousand Swords Bamboo Forest into ruins."
Ye Jian was open-minded and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, living conditions are affluent now, and few martial arts practitioners are willing to take risks in the Ten Thousand Swords Bamboo Forest. Only a stupid young man like Ye Zhaoling would trespass without permission."
Thousand Swords Bamboo Forest.
If it's gone, it's gone, and there's nothing to regret.
Moreover, this is Wanjian Bamboo Forest's own choice. It senses your strength and uses ten thousand things to become one, condensing the strongest sword. Whether it succeeds or fails is all its own will for Wanjian Bamboo Forest. No wonder
onto you."
Han Jiulin breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly.
In the distance, Gu Yang stood there alone, looking at the three people here chatting and laughing happily, with a look of jealousy and loneliness on his face.
He could tell that in the battle just now, Han Jiulin not only easily defeated the Wan Zhu Giant Sword, but also learned the shocking swordsmanship and swordsmanship from the Wan Zhu Giant Sword!
The distance between him and Han Jiulin was already an insurmountable gap, and now it has widened even further!
Even jealousy has become powerless.
Ye Zhaoling's injuries needed some treatment. As a family with hundreds of years of inheritance, the Ye family's wound medicine was very effective. After some bandaging and treatment, it was no longer a problem.
As the afternoon approached, Ye Jian enthusiastically asked his servants to prepare a sumptuous family dinner.
Several people sat down at the table, and Ye Jian invited Han Jiulin to the front seat and toasted frequently. The guests and hosts enjoyed the meal, but Gu Yang sat beside him, with a livid face the whole time.
After eating, Han Jiulin said goodbye, and Ye Zhaoling naturally wanted to leave with Han Jiulin.
Ye Jian originally thought that Ye Zhaoling could stay for a few more days when he came back this time, but he didn't expect to leave in the afternoon, and he felt reluctant to leave.
However, he also knew that both Han Jiulin and Ye Zhaoling were the backbone of the Northern War Zone, and their every move was related to the safety of millions of people, so they could not be persuaded to stay.
In the end, I could only pull Han Jiulin to one place and secretly said to Han Jiulin: "Master Han, I am just a daughter. I ask you to take care of her more in the future to make sure she is safe and nothing happens to her."
Han Jiulin nodded in agreement: "Uncle Ye, don't worry, I know what's going on."
After receiving Han Jiulin's promise, Ye Jian was somewhat relieved, but only a little relieved, not completely relieved.
After all, if you really go to the battlefield and have no eyesight, who can guarantee that you will really be safe?
Unless he himself can convince Ye Zhaoling to take a back seat!
But Ye Jian knew that he didn't have that ability at all. In the past, Ye Zhaoling's cultivation level was low and he refused to obey his discipline. Now that Ye Zhaoling's cultivation level has broken through to the realm of Yujin and his wings are even harder, how can he listen to him?
It’s too late to keep your son alive.
When Han Jiulin and others got into the car and were about to leave, Gu Yang, who had been silent all this time, came to the car and said to Ye Zhaoling: "Go home often if you have nothing to do. Everyone misses you."
Ye Zhaoling was startled suddenly, and after a moment he nodded with a slightly strange expression: "I understand."
Gu Yang took a step back, looked at Han Jiulin again, didn't say a word, just snorted coldly, and turned around to leave.
Han Jiulin laughed and shook his head: "Quite arrogant."
Ye Zhaoling said: "It's been like this since I was a child."
Han Jiulin didn't pay attention and said to Zunwei who was driving: "Let's go."
When we returned to the capital again, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Three days had passed since Han Jiulin left the capital, and it was the thirteenth day of the eighth lunar month.
The day after tomorrow is August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also the birthday of Han Jiulin's grandmother.
After a night of silence, Han Jiulin sent someone early the next morning to deliver a large box of the liquid of life to several elderly people in the capital and some old academicians who had made outstanding contributions to China.
One large box is divided into four small boxes, totaling 200 bottles of nutrient solution, which translates to a lifespan of 16 years.
In other words, Han Jiulin gave several old people and old academicians a life span of sixteen years each.
In order to ensure that there would be no problems with the escort of the Liquid of Life, Han Jiulin asked them to escort them in groups of three.
After the guards escorted the Liquid of Life away, Han Jiulin planned to call a few people and explain the situation.
Among them, Mr. Chen, the number one elderly man in the capital, heard about the miraculous effects of the Liquid of Life and said with a smile: "I understand, Xiao Han, if you bother, I will accept it later."
Immediately, Mr. Chen asked with concern how Han Jiulin was recovering from his injuries. After hearing Han Jiulin say that he had completely recovered, he smiled from ear to ear.
Mr. Chen was busy with his affairs, so it was very difficult for him to answer Han Jiulin's call even in his busy schedule. Han Jiulin did not bother him too much. After the two exchanged a few words about the current situation in the northern border, they ended the call.
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Immediately afterwards, Han Jiulin called several other elderly people one by one to explain the situation. He talked quite well with the other elderly people and old academicians, but he only talked a lot about personal matters with the second old man, Mr. Liu.
The relationship between Han Jiulin and Mr. Liu is the deepest. They talk about almost everything without any barriers.
After carefully asking about the liquid of life, Liu Laodao said: "Your idea is very good. In the early stage, only controlling the quantity and selling it at a high price is the most appropriate method.
Now that our country's aging problem is increasing day by day, this product will sooner or later become the key to solving our country's population aging problem.
However, this product must be strictly controlled and must be self-produced and sold. It does not matter if it goes abroad. There is nothing wrong with making more money from foreigners. But it is important to remember that it cannot be exported in large quantities, or even the core technology is exported abroad.
"
Han Jiulin took this instruction seriously, after all, this is what he thought: "Don't worry, Mr. Liu, I will strictly control every link from production to sale."
After the two of them talked for a few more words, Liu Laocai changed the subject and said, "I heard that you have solved the Linyi matter? How about it? Do you feel better?"
Han Jiulin answered truthfully: "Much better."
Liu Laodao: "That's good. In fact, I have received many memorials to impeach you in the past few days, but I suppressed them all. This is the end of the story in Linyi."
"Okay, I understand." Han Jiulin nodded.
Mr. Liu continued: "Here in the capital, I heard that the Han family invites you to attend the birthday banquet tomorrow?"
Han Jiulin said: "Yes, but it's not an invitation. It's just that Han Jiashi sent someone to say hello to me."
"I can't help you with the Han family in Beijing. If you want to do anything, you can only rely on yourself."
Mr. Liu smiled, and without waiting for Han Jiulin's reply, he added: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. If you don't want to go to Han's house, just come to my old man and have a meal at my place."
Han Jiulin smiled knowingly, nodded and said, "I understand."
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