Chapter 683: Worship

Xu Mufeng's trademark smile disappeared suddenly, his face was ashamed, he lowered his head, and he was embarrassed to look directly at Yuan Kunpeng's eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He heard the news that Zheng Yichen was taken away by Yuan Kunpeng from Wei Dao Tang, and hurried here, not only with the psychology of vigilance and game, but also prepared for the worst, if Yuan Kunpeng had a tough attitude and did not let him take Zheng Yichen away, he had to use the friendship of the two to coerce.

He seems to be far away from politics now, after all, he has been playing on the red carpet of the Great Hall of the People since he was a child, and he deeply understands the corrosion of power on people's hearts.

Therefore, since the original Kunpeng and Wei Daotang broke up publicly, Xu Mufeng felt that he couldn't see through the original Kunpeng, and the friendship between the two of them was more important in the heart of the original Kunpeng? Xu Mufeng did not have a clear answer.

It was precisely because of the lack of clarity that Xu Mufeng had the heart to calculate, but unexpectedly heard the words of Yuan Kunpeng's dissecting his heart, so frank and calm, light and wind, compared with the two, it seemed that he was too unkind!

Xu Mufeng said movingly: "You...... You...... I ......"

Yuan Kunpeng's excited emotions calmed down in an instant, and he frowned and said: "Don't you, you, me, and me, the mood of the day has been ruined by you, you hurry up and take him and get out of here." ā€

Xu Mufeng said: "It's rare for me to come here, so you won't leave me for a light meal?" Too uninteresting? ā€

"Huh, not interesting enough? You also know how long you haven't been here, and as soon as you come, you will fix your profiteer stuff with me, with ulterior motives, and you still want me to keep you for dinner? There are no doors! ā€

Xu Mufeng complained bitterly in his heart, he was too smart, he knew that as soon as he came over, he would ask for someone directly, and the two of them could sit down and have a good chat, but this time he made Yuan Kunpeng angry, and he couldn't come.

He knew Yuan Kunpeng's personality, and when it came to this, it was useless to stay longer, so he said loudly: "Okay, then I'll leave first, and I'll come to see you in a few days." ā€

Yuan Kunpeng said lightly: "No one is rare! If you have this leisure to visit the door, wouldn't it be more practical to think more about how to double your family property? Hmph, merchant! ā€

Xu Mufeng said with a bitter face: "Okay, it's my fault, I underestimated the friendship between the two of us, don't squeeze me, I admit that I can't say anything like you, but ......"

He said solemnly: "If it is for your sake, my wealth is scattered and I am destitute, and I will not frown." ā€

Yuan Kunpeng said impatiently: "Who is rare about your broken money? If I really hurt you and you don't have a penny, your wife and son won't hate me to death? ā€

He pointed the fan in the direction of the door: "Go slowly, don't send it!" ā€

The host's family has issued an order to evict guests, and it is not interesting to stay cheeky, Xu Mufeng said helplessly to Zheng Yichen: "Let's go." ā€

Zheng Yichen didn't move at all and said, "Wait a minute, I still have something to do." ā€

Xu Mufeng was slightly surprised, Zheng Yichen was in a worrying situation, but he had been so calm and composed, which had already made him look at him differently, and finally had a chance to get out of the tiger's den, so he should leave quickly, why didn't he want to leave?

Yuan Kunpeng said: "I have already finished what I should say just now, you can only choose to obey, there is no bargaining." ā€

Zheng Yichen shook his head: "You misunderstood, I didn't think about bargaining with you, in fact, I came to Kyoto to treat the old chief, I was against you, and the conditions you gave me under this premise were much better than I expected." ā€

Xu Mufeng asked curiously, "It turns out that before I came, the two of you had already reached some kind of agreement?" ā€

Yuan Kunpeng said with a straight face: "That's right, you are not the only one who owes him favors." ā€

Xu Mufeng was taken aback: "Even you owe him a favor?!" Hey, in that case, even if I don't come today, you'll let him go? ā€

Yuan Kunpeng said: "That's right! I asked someone to bring him here, and I didn't intend to harm him, not to mention that Wei Daotang knew, even if he didn't know, I wouldn't be unfavorable to him! Maybe he will be left for a meal and delivered to the door with a good voice. ā€

Xu Mufeng sighed: "You are too insidious, you obviously planned to release people from the beginning, why do you want to talk to me, count my mistakes, and make me so ashamed?" ā€

He sighed: "Actually, the third and biggest mistake I made was that I didn't expect the two of you to have a friendship." ā€

Yuan Kunpeng glanced at Zheng Yichen deeply: "Even if there is a friendship, from the moment he planned to help Wei Daotang, this friendship has been worn out, and from the moment he stepped out of this door, the two of us are opposites!" ā€

Xu Mufeng asked Zheng Yichen: "Shouldn't you dare to be his opponent, so you won't leave?" ā€

Zheng Yichen said: "Of course not, I still want to stay here, just to worship Uncle Qiang." ā€

He tentatively asked Yuan Kunpeng, "Is it okay?" ā€

Yuan Kunpeng was silent for a few seconds, and then smiled: "You haven't gone out of the door yet, we are still friends, although we are only friends for a few minutes, my friend's request, as long as it is not too excessive, I will try my best to meet it." Follow me. ā€

Zheng Yichen was overjoyed, and followed Yuan Kunpeng to a remote wing room in the northwest corner, Xu Mufeng also followed, he knew that this wing room was placed with Yuan Zhenqiang's ashes, and it had become a forbidden place, only Yuan Kunpeng entered and exited alone on weekdays, and even Xu Mufeng had such a good relationship with him, he had never set foot in it.

Yuan Kunpeng walked to the door and was about to push the door in, when he suddenly seemed to be alerted to something wrong, tidied up and down his clothes, and then pushed open the door and took the two of them into the door.

Except for a shrine placed in the center, the huge wing room is empty all around, and the ground is very clean and dusty.

There is a columbarium altar on the altar, a spiritual tablet engraved with the name of Yuan Zhenqiang in block letters, an incense burner, in addition to these necessary objects, there is also a rectangular wooden box.

The wooden box has an open lid and a white silk base, containing a rusty rifle, dozens of military merit medals, and a set of shabby military uniforms, which are thought to be the relics of Yuan Zhenqiang's past.

Yuan Kunpeng's tone was calm: "You go and worship him, these days, I am the only one to worship, he is also quite lonely, it is good to have an old friend of yours to meet him and reminisce about the past." ā€

After he finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and went to the door, Xu Mufeng saw that Yuan Kunpeng was gone, and he was anxious to say a few words to him to dissipate his anger, and when he arrived in front of the shrine, he knelt down and kowtowed three times, and then hurriedly ran out of the house and chased after Yuan Kunpeng.

Zheng Yichen didn't notice the departure of the two, from the moment he entered the door, all his thoughts were on the altar, and his mood was agitated, as if he had been hooked, and he stepped forward step by step.

The bits and pieces of getting along with Yuan Zhenqiang in the past came to my heart, and tears unconsciously blurred my eyes and blocked my vision, but the voice and smile of this unruly old man in my mind were unprecedentedly clear.

Zheng Yichen lit three sticks of incense, knelt on the ground, bowed respectfully three times, inserted the incense in the middle of the incense burner, took a few steps back, and sat on the ground.

"Uncle Qiang, you really hurt me, you actually entrusted Robin to me, is this not a good idea to push me into the fire pit? Sometimes I feel like it's the master, and I'm a pet. ā€

"I really regret that I didn't marry you as a brother of the opposite sex in the first place, Yuan Kunpeng had to call me uncle when he saw me, to see if he dared to threaten to kill me."

"Uncle Qiang, it's really boring to not be able to hear those bluffing stories from you anymore."

"Uncle Qiang, I have lived up to your expectations, I am now a very powerful doctor, as long as I am given time, I will definitely be able to abide by the agreement with you and become the inheritor, defender, and disseminator of traditional Chinese medicine."

"I want to let the footprints of Chinese medicine be left wherever the sun shines!"

He recounted his pain and happiness, laughing and tearing, as if the old man was also sitting in front of him, holding Robin in his arms, and was moved by his words, laughing or scolding, as in the past.

Zheng Yichen said a lot, talked about the grievances of Robin, Lei Dong, Dong Ailing, Yuan Kunpeng and Wei Dao Tang, and as he spoke, he suddenly showed anger on his face and shouted: "You stinky old man! There is a medical skill that can save your life, so why hide it? Give me the jade pendant earlier, won't I be able to save your life? What is bone cancer? It's unbelievable! ā€

He vented his dissatisfaction, his high-pitched voice echoed in the empty mourning hall, and even the ashes of the incense sticks inserted in the incense burner were broken and fell, but he did not get any response.

Zheng Yichen woke up suddenly and laughed at himself: "I'm so confused, angry with a dead man." ā€

He stood up, bowed to Yuan Zhenqiang's spiritual position, and showed a smiling face: "The dead are gone, I don't have to worry about it, let's leave the rest of the time on the living." I'm going to fight against your son, and I'm going to heal the sick and save people. ā€

With a resolute countenance, he walked out of the room and closed the door tightly.

At the moment when the two wooden doors were about to close completely, his gaze passed through the crack in the door and landed on Yuan Zhenqiang's ashes altar.

When Zheng Yichen left here, he and Yuan Kunpeng had an antagonistic relationship, and they were no longer friends, even if they had the opportunity to come to this courtyard in the future, they would not have a chance to come here.

Yuan Kunpeng would never let a person with a different position worship his father.

This glance was the last glance he had communicated with Yuan Zhenqiang.

When he calmed down and walked under the plane tree again, he saw Xu Mufeng holding Yuan Kunpeng's shoulder, talking and laughing, but Yuan Kunpeng looked like he was ignoring it, and he didn't mean to open his mouth at all, just looked at Xu Mufeng singing a one-man show with cold eyes, and his face was much more relaxed than before, it seems that Xu Mufeng's nagging mode still has some results.

Seeing Zheng Yichen coming over, Yuan Kunpeng no longer had the heart to listen to Xu Mufeng's chatter, knocked off his shoulder-mounted arm, walked straight to the recliner, turned on the tape recorder, and continued to listen to the unfinished Peking Opera.

He said coldly: "I have said it, I have said it, I have fulfilled the wishes of the two of you, can I leave now?" ā€