Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Former Imperial Teacher

"I drank this, your soup is nothing special, since I was a child, my mother made it for me when she was fine" Ye Lingfeng told the truth.

Now the old man was a little speechless, he still had a great chance to get these things, and this product actually said that he drank it every day?

"This Mr. Ye, how do you feel after drinking that soup?" But the old man is a lot older, and he won't quarrel with him.

"I don't feel anything, your match is not good, so it doesn't taste very good"

Hearing this, a gleam suddenly flashed in the old man's eyes, and his breathing was a little short: "Mr. Ye, then how do you say it should be matched?"

"This soup actually didn't have a problem at first, but I'm guessing you must have forgotten something."

"Forgot something?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "Mr. Ye, I really forgot something, I won't hide it from you, my name is Ma Wenbin" The old man mentioned his name, and his eyes were a little proud.

"Ma Wenbin, I haven't heard of it" Ye Lingfeng really hadn't heard of this name.

The old man was a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but blush, and then said, "Mr. Ye, I am Taizu's guard back then."

"Taizu's guard?Oh, I understand, are you the same as Han Chenguang?" This Ye Lingfeng had heard that Han Chenguang was Taizu's guard, but he didn't expect that the old man in front of him was too.

"No, I see that you are almost a hundred years old, much older than Han Chenguang" Ye Lingfeng was a little puzzled, the age difference was too big.

"Alas, Mr. Ye, I can be honest with you, I am the national teacher of the previous dynasty, and I followed Taizu later" Speaking of this, the old man had a sense of vicissitudes in his eyes.

Ye Lingfeng understood why there were three people in this restaurant, all wearing Mao suits, it turned out to be like this, but Ye Lingfeng had heard his father say that the national teacher of the previous dynasty was not simple, but he didn't expect to meet it today.

"Really, it seems that this Four Spirit Soup is very important to you?" Ye Lingfeng asked.

"It's very important, I want to use him to save someone, but the method of making the Four Spirits Soup left by my master is missing a page, and I haven't made it yet, so I opened a restaurant here, trying to find someone who can recognize the Four Spirits Soup, but I have been waiting for more than 30 years, and I haven't waited, and I have spent a lot of money over the years, but I have not found anything."

When Ye Lingfeng heard this, he was a little speechless, who would dare to come if you made it like this? Even if it is sold so expensive, just put a drop on people every time, it is dark enough.

"Then why are you opening in Nandu?" Ye Lingfeng said with some doubts.

"Because this was a battlefield back then, Taizu's army was here to start a big battle with foreign enemies, when my master came here, he was already over the age of old, and he was tired from the journey, so he left here, but he said that I was here to wait for someone to cure my son's illness, and many medicinal materials here were actually left in the palace of the previous dynasty, maybe you should have heard that the reason why the southern capital is called the southern capital is because this is the capital of the previous dynasty, and below our group of immortal restaurants, it is the palace ice cellar of the year."

Ye Lingfeng's face showed a trace of suspicion, because when he went down the mountain, his father said about the southern capital, the current southern capital was actually built after the war, and the previous southern capital had long been destroyed by the war, but he didn't expect this to be the ice cellar of the imperial palace of the previous dynasty.

"No wonder you have so many medicinal materials" Ye Lingfeng understood the truth at this time, and then said a little strangely: "You are almost a hundred, then your son is almost eighty now, right?"

"This.... Mr. Ye, I'm an old man," Ma Wenbin said with some embarrassment.

"You liar, you yourself were already a eunuch fifty years ago" Ye Lingfeng was a little speechless.

Ma Wenbin was really a little surprised, and then said in surprise: "Do you know?

"I'm a miracle doctor, so I can naturally see that your beard is also fake" Ye Lingfeng was deceived by this old guy, obviously a little unhappy.

"Mr. Ye, in fact, that's my godson," Ma Wenbin said a little embarrassed.

"I don't care if you're your own son or your godson, but I can't tell you how to make this Four Spirit Soup, because my father said that this Four Spirit Soup is related to a major matter, and I can't spread it" Ye Lingfeng refused.

Ma Wenbin's face changed, and then he said coldly: "Mr. Ye, you don't want to embarrass me, do you?"

"What do you have to do with me?" If your godson is really sick, as long as you give money, I can help you cure it, can you cure it?" Ye Lingfeng asked very strongly.

"I ......."

"What are you? Actually, you lied to me from the beginning, thinking that I didn't know? Although the Four Spirits Soup can cure diseases, it is only an ordinary disease, and it can't cure serious diseases at all, to be exact, the Four Spirits Soup should be a tonic, but the Four Spirits Soup is left from the original Taixuan Nine Articles, and there are two other ones, right?" Ye Lingfeng asked.

"You..... You even know this, who are you?" the old man exclaimed.

"I don't know what that Liu Qingyun is, but I advise you not to think about it, even if you get the Four Spirit Soup, the things recorded in the Taixuan Nine Articles are not necessarily true."

"Not necessarily true? Mr. Ye, you are still young, you don't know the importance of this, I have been waiting here for so many years, do you think that I am just because of a little bit of chasing the wind and shadows? Tell you, what happened at the beginning was what I saw with my own eyes" Ma Wenbin's face was a little excited.

"Is there really one?"

"Of course, Mr. Ye, as long as you take out the Taixuan Nine Articles, we can study them slowly, what do you think?" Ma Wenbin's tone of voice softened a lot.

"I only know about the Four Spirit Soup, by the way, why do you keep mentioning Liu Qingyun and who is he?" Ye Lingfeng was a little strange, the dragon god had mentioned it once before, but he didn't expect this old eunuch to mention it again today.

"You really haven't heard of Liu Qingyun, so do you know where these came from?" After Ma Wenbin asked, he felt something wrong and said: "No, Liu Qingyun has already died."

"It's dead" Ye Lingfeng relieved himself at this time, otherwise he really thought that this Liu Qingyun had something to do with him.

"But what you said is only known to Liu Qingyun at the beginning, are you his descendant?" Ma Wenbin's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam.

"My father's surname is Ye," Ye Lingfeng emphasized.

"Surname Ye?" Ma Wenbin frowned, and then said: "But Liu Qingyun does have no descendants, and his son also died twenty years ago."

"Okay, since there's nothing to do, then I'll go back" Ye Lingfeng didn't want to stay here.

"Mr. Ye, can you not leave first? Regarding the matter of Taixuan Nine Chapters, can you think about it again?" Ma Wenbin persuaded again.

"No need, my father said it, Taixuan Nine Can't be passed on" Ye Lingfeng didn't let go at all.

"It seems that your father didn't teach you well, since you can't spread the word, you shouldn't let me know, right?" Ma Wenbin's eyes flashed with a gleam, and his rickety body also stood up a lot straighter.

"Let you know what's wrong? My dad said, as long as I have enough strength, I can say it, old man, you have lied to me here for a long time, and you should give me some compensation"

"I don't know what kind of compensation you want, Mr. Ye?" A voice came from behind, and just now the man in the tunic walked over with Lin Qiuyue in his arms, and a dagger in his hand was already on Lin Qiuyue's neck.

Ma Wenbin walked to the chair and sat down, took a sip of tea, and then said, "How is it?" I heard that Mr. Ye cares about women very much, can you have a good talk with me now?"

Lin Qiuyue's face turned pale, and then said: "I have only known him for less than a week, you don't have to threaten him with me."

"Sister Xiaohua, how can you say that? I won't ignore you" Ye Lingfeng was not nervous, looked at Ma Wenbin and said: "Old man, I said that you are really stupid, he just drank so much Siling soup and didn't feel it, can't you see it?"

When Ma Wenbin heard this, an ominous premonition rose in his heart.