Chapter 1598: Asking for Life is Coming!

Xiao Zheng has never explained this matter to outsiders. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info In the eyes of most people, Dongzang's death is inseparable from himself. Now even Ye Gong questioned this matter, and he was obviously a little unhappy.

Ye Zanghua saw that the old man was really angry, and hurriedly said: "Although Ah Zheng participated in this matter, he was not the leader. Old man, don't put your anger on Ah Zheng. ”

Lin Huayin, who has always helped his relatives and didn't help him, didn't make a sound this time, just quietly eating lunch. The look was as usual.

If Lin Lao Demon scolded, Lin Huayin would definitely not be able to sit still. But Ye Gong's complaints, she didn't hear them. There is no other reason, Ye Gong's starting point must be just for Xiao.

Contrary to his words, if Lin Huayin didn't even have this capacity. can't achieve Brother Azheng today.

"Did you speak?" Ye Gong glared angrily at Ye Zanghua, who was begging for hardship. "Rice can't stop your mouth?"

When Ye Zanghua heard this, she hurriedly retracted her neck and obediently closed her mouth.

After scolding Ye Zanghua, Ye Gong turned his gaze, stared at Xiao Zheng and said, "Ah Zheng, you say." ”

When Xiao Zheng heard this, he also put down the dishes and chopsticks, although his attitude was correct, his words were simple and rude: "I have nothing to say." ”

When Ye Gong heard this, he sneered: "Oh? Nothing to say? ”

"Hmm." Xiao Zheng nodded. smiled. "You already think I'm doing something wrong, and it's in vain for me to say more."

Ye Gongneng didn't know what was going on with this matter at all? Will he listen to what others say, believing that he killed Dongzang himself? Since it won't, why is Ye Gong still so angry?

Xiao Zheng knew that Ye Gong must have something to do.

So he knew that the only thing he could do now was to admit his mistakes. It's soft. Otherwise, Ye Gong would definitely have to babble about himself...

"Stinky boy. You're a temperant. Ye Gong snorted. Flicked his sleeves and left the table. Go straight upstairs.

As soon as the old man left, everyone at the table looked at each other. Especially Ye Zanghua, Nuzui asked Xiao Zheng to follow. Xiao Zheng smiled, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let's eat first." Don't waste your aunt's thoughts. ”

Tang Yue rolled her eyes and quipped: "My mind is nothing, if it makes the old man unhappy." Your uncle and I don't have a good life. ”

Lin Huayin sandwiched a piece of braised pork and put it in Xiao Zheng's bowl, and said without being salty or light: "Eat." ”

"Huh." Xiao Zheng smiled with a smile. "Thank you, daughter-in-law."

When Ye Zanghua and the others saw it, they laughed angrily.

The majesty of the old man in the Ye Mansion, that is a god blocking and killing gods and Buddhas, whoever dares to talk back to him is a big rebel. Except for Ye Fenghuang over the years, no one has dared to argue with the old man at the dinner table. This Xiao Zheng is usually a master who respects the old and loves the young. What's going on today? The old man was angry, he didn't react at all, he ate and drank like a nobody.

There's a mystery in this.

After eating and drinking, Xiao Zheng took another unused plate and filled half of the rice, took some vegetables, and finally picked up a bottle of Moutai, and said slowly: "You eat slowly, I'll send rice to the old man." ”

Seeing that Xiao Zheng was still sensible, Ye Zanghua also breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, he could only appoint Tang Yue to deliver food. At this time, he didn't dare to touch Ye Gong's brows.

"What kind of medicine is sold in this kid's gourd?" Ye Zanghua lit a cigarette and looked at Lin Huayin with a strange face.

On the other hand, Lin Huayin took a sip of tea: "If you're curious, go up and eavesdrop?" ”

Ye Zanghua glared at Lin Huayin: "How do you talk to your uncle?" No big, no small! ”

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Ye Gong's study is always so antique. Behind the desk, there is a pair of calligraphy and paintings by famous artists. The four big characters of the original Qingyuan are like the sword of Damocles hanging above the head of the ghost at all times.

Ye Gong stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes scanning the four big characters like a torch. The complexion is resolute and calm.

"Old man, if you want to be angry, eat first." Xiao Zheng walked around the desk, put the food on the table, and personally poured a glass of wine for the old man. smiled.

Ye Gong stared at these four big characters without moving, without saying a word.

Xiao Zheng rubbed his hands, leaned in and sneered, "Are you really angry?" ”

When Ye Gong heard this, he turned his head slightly and glanced at Xiao Zheng: "Can you promise me not to fight with them?" ”

"With whom?" Xiao Zheng didn't show too much doubt, but said very calmly.

He knew that the old man had something unspeakable, otherwise he would not be uncharacteristically angry.

And the reason why Ye Gong was angry was definitely not because of the Dongzang incident, but because of the possible risks behind the matter.

"The enemy you're facing." Ye Gong pursed his lips and said. Slowly sat down in his chair. Then pick up the glass and drink it all. There was infinite melancholy in his eyes.

"I have no enemies." Xiao Zheng was sitting opposite Ye Gong, looking as usual. "There are only competitors."

"When people live, there will inevitably be competition. Unless I escape into the empty door like my mother-in-law and return to Fengming Mountain. Xiao Zheng said with a serious face. Ye Gong. Can you bear to let me eat chaff? ”

When Ye Gong heard this, he glared at Xiao Zheng angrily. He took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one and said, "You don't understand." Not sure exactly what happened. I don't know what I'm facing. I'm letting you quit for your own good. I hope you and Huayin have a good life. ”

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren." Xiao Zheng said with relief. "You don't have to worry too much. We're always going to find a way to solve it. ”

"But I don't want my father to pay my son's debts..."Ye Gong took a puff of cigarette in a trance and muttered to himself. Ah Zheng. Yan Shichang should have mentioned some to you. You also know what happened in China back then. But what I want to tell you is that this winter hides. Or maybe this autumn harvest. It is very likely that it is the descendant of the old man back then, and he is here! ”

When Xiao Zheng heard this, his heart trembled suddenly. His face also became slightly complicated.

Winter Tibet and Autumn Harvest, are they the descendants of the mythical figure Zhao Changfeng?

If there is a triumphant day in his year, I will come back again.

Are the descendants of the Zhao family really back?

Come back to find the feud of the year? Coming to ask for your life?

Ye Gong is so sure, presumably there must be at least eighty percent of the truth.

"Ye Gong. Can you confirm? Xiao Zheng squinted and asked. Autumn harvest and winter collection are the descendants of the Zhao family? ”

"Yan Shichang also has doubts in this regard." Ye Gong poured a second glass of wine, and then drank it all. "But I'm not too sure."

"But--who else could they be besides the descendants of the Zhao family?" Ye Gong exhaled a breath of turbid air and said slowly. "After waiting for most of my life, I finally waited for them. Not sooner, not later, exactly fifty years. ”

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