Chapter 25
The old man's name is Ning Yu, and now he is only honored at home with the title of Pavilion Elder, and he has not been involved in government affairs for many years.

The famous official stepped forward to pick up the water basin and put it outside, looking at the fine cashmere peony pattern carpet that was splashed with water, he couldn't help but feel distressed: "Old Ninge, this blanket was brought as a tribute from the Western Regions, and the emperor gave it as a reward. In less than three days, it is said to be worth a thousand gold!"

Old Ning Ge paused with his bearded fingers, and coughed in a calm and unembarrassing way: "Cough cough, if you don't go to the old one, you won't come to the new one, Mingchen, why are you still so petty now? Your master is all powerful now. The Prime Minister of the ruling and opposition parties is gone, isn’t it just a blanket, let the Western Regions pay tribute again next year.”

Chu Feiyan signaled the famous officials to retreat, then poured tea himself and put it in front of Ning Ge: "You came back early, I think it's because you saw Taoist Priest Wuchen."

Ning Ge sat aside and took a sip of tea. He was nearly ninety years old, but he was still in good spirits, his eyes were peaceful and calm: "I know I can't hide it from you."

"Teacher, I've already seen it, why are you so persistent?" Chu Feiyan looked gentle, without the slightest wave in his calm eyes.

Old Ning Ge glanced at him with eyebrows, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes: "The Dao is fifty, the sky is fourty-nine, and there is only a glimmer of life left. I named you Feiyan at the beginning because I hoped that you would not be here in heaven." In the four or nines of evolution, there is still a glimmer of life. You are so amazing, but you only have three years of life left, how can people accept it!"

Chu Feiyan brought the teapot to Ninge Laoman: "I don't care, why do you always worry about it when you are old? Life is fixed, what difference does it make if it is earlier or later?"

Ning Ge glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm still waiting for you to take care of me!"

"Looking at your old body, it's much better than mine. You might as well send a white-haired person to a black-haired person."

Chu Feiyan said suddenly, but Ning Ge couldn't help but took out a folding fan from his sleeve, and hit him on the head: "If you talk nonsense again, I will tie you up and find a girl to marry you , at least let you keep a bloodline!"

The eyelids of the famous official watched from the sidelines twitched, and his own prime minister's cough could make the whole court tremble three times. That is to say, if Mr. Ning dared to do such a move, if it were someone else, he would probably be beheaded several times.

Chu Feiyan smiled gently, his smile was like a breeze blowing over the hills, leaving only a bright moon and clear wind: "I don't live long, why bother to harm innocent girls."

"If you open your mouth to get married and want to marry your girl, I'm afraid you will be able to line up three times around the capital." Ning Ge snorted, seeing Chu Feiyan smiling and not answering, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this The child is in a difficult state of mind, and I don't know if someone can help him understand, "I have been outside these days, but I have heard a lot of rumors about you."

"I don't know what the teacher has heard from others?"

"What else is there, it's nothing more than you controlling the government and evading the imperial power, plus you suddenly gathered the clan's children in the palace, which caused many people to speculate, indicating that the emperor wanted to choose one of these clan's children. Coming out to be the heir is actually just a plot by you to use these people as bargaining chips to blackmail the various clans and make them respect you."

Holding the teacup in his hand, Chu Feiyan finally felt some warmth at his cold fingertips: "Their guess is not bad, I really mean it."

Elder Ning Ge was silent for a moment: "Feiyan, when is it time to repay the grievances, it is better to relax your mind and let yourself live a more carefree life."

Chu Feiyan paused while holding the teacup, lowered his eyelids slightly, and said, "Teacher, I'm afraid I will disappoint you old man. I haven't cultivated enough yet, and I can't forget my hatred and watch those people carefree."

Mr. Ning Ge shook his head: "Everyone has his own ambitions. Even if I am your teacher, I can't ask you to live like me. It's just that Feiyan kills all those people and avenges the past. Is your wish fulfilled and your heart satisfied?"

Chu Feiyan raised his eyes, with a hint of a smile on his lips: "Teacher, when I kill all those people, my time will come. When I arrive in the Underworld, I will forget my past with a sip of Mengpo soup, It doesn’t matter if you’re satisfied or not.”

"You..." General Ning Ge threw the fan over, and said angrily, "I have found a lot of good things in the past few months, so I will give you this fan as a gift."

Unable to bear to blame and unable to persuade, Mr. Ning Ge simply stopped talking about those annoying things.

Chu Feiyan took the fan and opened it. The painting on the fan was a picture of a beautiful woman with mountains and rivers, with jagged rocks, waterfalls, and a figure in red walking around in the blank space. Master's handwriting: "Teacher..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly heard a burst of muffled laughter, and when he looked up, he found that the famous official looked like he was holding back his laughter very hard.

Elder Ning Ge had already stood up, raised his hand and stroked his beard, with a slight smile on his face, looking like a fairy: "It was very hard to eat and sleep in the open air along the way, so I will go back first, Feiyan, you take care of yourself." Body, Wuchen will go to the capital in a few days, and then let him take care of you."

Although he knew that his health would not improve no matter how much he was diagnosed and treated, Chu Feiyan did not refuse Mr. Ning Ge's kindness: "Okay, famous minister, let me send the teacher back home in a good way."

"Yes, master." Ming Chen walked to the door, turned his head suddenly and said, "Master, why don't you look at the other side of the fan?"

After speaking, he quickly followed Mr. Ning Ge and left.

Chu Feiyan turned the fan over, his face froze slightly.

The other side of the folding fan turned out to be a picture of a boy picking lotus!

A round and plump fat boy, holding the fat carp and lotus tightly with his small arms like lotus joints, he is smiling and revealing an indescribable wit!
Chu Feiyan closed the folding fan with a natural movement, got up and put it in a grid of the antique shelf, then took the letter and pressed it layer by layer at the bottom.

At the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the famous minister sent Mr. Ning Ge to the carriage.

"Famous official boy, I heard that Rong Wang's mansion is making trouble again?"

"Yes, Prince Rong's Mansion sent a concubine and a counterfeit daughter." Thinking of Su Yao who took Shen Ninghua's place, the famous minister blinked slightly, with a subtle look on his face.

"Fake daughter?"

"Yes, there is news that the two looks are hard to distinguish between real and fake." Ming Chen thought of the folding fan Ning Ge gave to his master, hesitated for a moment and said, "Old man, let me tell you something secretly, that fake My daughter-in-law also threatened to hug her master's leg...and said she had been in love with her for a long time..."

Old Ning Ge narrowed his eyes suddenly, and his beard trembled: "What kind of counterfeit is not a counterfeit? How can you speak so badly? It can be said that the current capital is in dire straits. Maybe the little girl was forced to come here. What's the girl's name?"

Looking at Feiyan, this vision is good, not bad!
(End of this chapter)

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