Especially when he saw Zi Shaofeng, whose official rank was higher than himself, sitting there drinking tea, but he was sitting on pins and needles, and from time to time he spoke in line with his own words, Yuan Lin's heart always gave birth to an inexplicable sense of pride and achievement.

Even if you Zi Shaofeng were above the top and empty-eyed, aren't you now falling into clichés and groveling for the sake of your uncompetitive descendants?

Therefore, over time, after learning about his grandfather's motives, Atom Liang, who was good at observing words and feelings, took it as his responsibility to bully Ziye even more, until he was beaten by Ziye for the first time this time.

And it seems to be quite hard.

When he was carried into the main hall of the original house by the descendants of the original family, the old man Yuan Lin looked at the half-dead grandson in front of him, "oh", gasped, and passed out.

As soon as the old man fell, the original family immediately turned on his back, and his little concubines shouted to the sky and grabbed the ground one by one, as if the old man had returned to heaven and cried desperately, and the sound of crying made passers-by walking outside the gate of the original house hear.

In the original house, in the old man's bedroom, everyone was kicked out by the eldest young master Yuan Quan, except for Lang Zhong, only the housekeeper was waiting on one side.

Lang Zhong carefully inserted the silver needle into the old man's middle man, and twisted it a few times before he heard a long-lost breathing sound.

Lang Zhong quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly got up and saluted: "Young master, the old man is just in a moment's hurry, so he faints, fortunately, the old man is very well maintained on weekdays, so this time there is no big problem, just take a rest." ”

Yuan Quan, the eldest young master of the original family, stood in front of the bed with his hands in his hands, looked at his grandfather on the bed expressionlessly, and said in a low voice: "There is labor...... Butler, take Lang Zhong to the second young master to see. ”

The housekeeper bowed his head and helped Lang Zhong carry the medicine box and walked out quickly.

Yuan Quan slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, his gloomy eyes were cold, he raised his hand and attached it to the old man's left shoulder, and slowly injected a mysterious force.

Yuan Lin's old eyes finally opened slowly, and after seeing Yuan Quan, he couldn't help but grab his wrist.

"How is Ziliang?"

"What do you think of Lang Zhong......" Yuan Quan held his wrist with his backhand as if comforting: "He is young and strong, it's okay, but grandpa should pay attention to his body, at your age, you can't stand the toss......"

"Do you know what's going on?" Yuan Lin said sadly: "This lively walkout, why did he come back and hurt like this?" ”

"I've already asked......" Yuan Quan still didn't have a trace of expression on his face: "He was beaten like this in the Zi family......"

"The Purple Family?" Yuan Lin sat up suddenly, and said in a trembling voice: "Okay, you Zi Shaofeng, you actually let people beat my grandson like this......"

"It's not Zi Shaofeng...... Yuan Quan still said unhurriedly: "It was Zi Ye who beat people, and when they beat people, Zi Shaofeng and Zi Yan were not at home......

"Purple Night?" Yuan Lin was stunned: "How is it possible?" Hasn't that little cub always been a lesson from the quilt? Why do you dare to backhand now? Have you found out? Who helped him? ”

"No one helped him, it was himself." Yuan Quan said word by word: "Grandpa, the fact is that Zi Ye alone beat the second young master of our family into such a look...... And he kicked ...... two feet."

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