Chapter 261

Cheng Tieshan said beside him, "Dad, I heard that Qin Mu beat ye Zifei. If it spreads to Tiandu, I'm afraid it will cause trouble again."

Mr. Cheng waved his hand

"As long as you can find out the descendants of the nine nationalities, what's the point of beating ye Zifei?"

"Don't say anyone else, even my Cheng family can carry it for him!"

Cheng Tieshan was still worried when he heard his father say that, "Dad, if we go on like this, I'm afraid the Qin family will soon be unable to sit down."

Although the Cheng family is far away from Jianghuai, the mountains are high, and the emperor is far away, the power of the Qin family is still frightening.

Once the Qin family is involved, things will be difficult to deal with.

Mr. Cheng put his hands on his back, looked up at the moon in the sky, and said in a deep voice, "as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we can't give up."

"I hope I can fulfill my ancestors' long cherished wish in my lifetime."

"You go and get busy. It's no intention to worry now."

In the hospital, ye Zifei passed out for the second time.

Just now Qin Mu gave him a slap and broke his seven bones.

Four ribs, three hand bones and leg bones were broken.

The doctor said he was very lucky. He didn't die after such a heavy impact.

He was thought to have been hit in a car accident.

If you know Qin Mu slapped you, the doctor can't believe it.

Buddha has seen the hand of a man in black, and he always feels that there is some difference between the two.

But he could not tell the difference.

The Buddha knows that ye Zifei's strength is not weak, but it is such a person who can't resist Qin Mu's attack.

If Qin Mu had taken more photos at that time, would ye Zifei have been killed? It's really hard to say.

Anyway, after seeing ye Zifei's injury, the Buddha was in a panic.

Qin Mu's slap can be said to have made their hearts full of flavor.

Duan Hongwen and others, in particular, had always hoped that someone would abuse Qin's family name to death, so as to vent their evil spirit for them.

I didn't think it turned out like this.

Their most anticipated Ye Shao was slapped seriously by Qin Mu.

Seeing ye Zifei in plaster cast and tied like a mummy, several people stopped talking.

Buddha went out to make a phone call and returned to the ward for a long time.

After arranging a special person to wait on him, the Buddha hurried back to Wencheng villa.

At the gate, two members of foyun society saluted respectfully, "Buddha!"

Buddha said nothing and strode into the backyard.

Push open the door of the last building of Wencheng villa, the figure of Buddha disappears in the dark.

A few strong men guard outside, and the whole Wencheng villa is silent.

In this dark room, on an old-fashioned shelf bed, the old man was lying there.

This man is the man in black who was abandoned by Qin Mu, the first master of foyun society.

Buddha's deep and cautious voice rang out, "it's really a good hand to cover the sky. It seems to be different from what you used to use, but I can't see what the problem is?"

The man in black was shocked. "Do you mean he can cover the sky?"

After that, he thought to himself, "by the way, if he can find the flaw in his hand, it should be the Qin family."

"Do you think he has something we need?"

Buddha said with his eyebrows.

The man in black closed his eyes. "It's hard to say, whether we have it or not, we have to try."

"It's a pity that my accomplishments are ruined! It's up to you! "

Buddha's face was solemn. "Well, I'll give it a go. It's just that if we fail this time, we will lose everything in Jianghuai! "

The Buddha held the bead and gritted his teeth. "If you don't go into the tiger's den, you'll get the tiger's son!"

With that, he resolutely turned and left.

In the dark house, there was silence again.

The next morning, Qin Mu just arrived at the company.

Foye's car came to QIANJIAO group and invited Qin Mu to Wencheng villa.

Keep an appointment?

Qin Mu said with a smile, "sorry, I'm not free at noon."

This guy is a typical wall grass. The wind blows on both sides.

Yesterday I was flattering ye Zifei. Today I'll invite myself to dinner. What do you mean?

The Buddha was very sincere and invited Qin Mu to his house again and again.

Qin Mu wondered if he had any intention?

Pretending to ponder for a while, he reluctantly agreed.

Around nine o'clock, Qin Mu got on the bus with the Buddha and came to Wencheng villa.

As soon as he entered the hall, Buddha yelled, "go and shout out Ruolan."

Lin Ruolan is playing the piano upstairs. She is a modern woman who is good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Qin Mu heard that the Buddha would ask Lin Ruolan to come out to accompany him. He waved his hand, "no, I'll go myself!"The sound of zither upstairs is the sound of guzheng.

With Qin Mu's listening, it's clear at a glance.

Hearing that Qin Mu was going to go upstairs in person, the Buddha said with a smile, "that's OK, Mr. Qin, please!"

Qin Mu was not polite and went upstairs.

This kind of wooden staircase is very rare now.

Only Cheng family has such well preserved wooden buildings.

Lin Ruolan's boudoir is in the east wing. So far, Qin Mu doesn't know what the relationship between her and Buddha is?

Although Lin Ruolan said that they were like father and daughter.

But Qin Mu didn't feel like it.

The sound of the clank of the upstairs is very sweet to the ear.

Lin Ruolan didn't seem to notice anyone coming up at all. She sat in front of the guzheng in front of the window and played it very enthusiastically.

Qin Mu can be said to be a master of music theory. Naturally, he can tell the good from the bad.

Seeing that Lin Ruolan was so involved in playing, he did not go in to disturb him, but stopped to look.

Outside, the room is full of Lin Ruolan and her calligraphy collection.

Some of them are famous classics.

Buddha accompanied him with a smile, "Mr. Qin also likes to write and write?"

Qin Mu said modestly, "no, when I'm bored, I'll have a look. Now people don't have the heart to practice this."

The Buddha replied repeatedly, "yes, after all, calligraphy is not a temporary hobby. It needs years of precipitation. But these are all works of Ruolan. Ruolan is a calligraphy genius and has great talent in this field. "

Qin Mu looked and nodded.

"I don't understand it, but I think it's very good."

Buddha smiles, "Mr. Qin is too modest. It is said that Mr. Qin is a man of both arts and martial arts, and few people are as talented as Mr. Jiang Huai. "

Qin Mu looked at the Buddha strangely, "your flattering skill has improved again?"

Buddha smiles.

Qin Mu's eyes fell on a painting written by Lin Ruolan on the wall.

It is the famous work Yueyang Tower by Fan Zhongyan of Song Dynasty.

In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, Teng Zijing Teng Teng

Qin Mu's eyes were stunned, and then fell on the next year, when the government was in harmony with the people All in all

Teng, Tong Tongcheng, Tengwang.

In my mind, the two kinds of handwriting constantly alternate.

Just like a slide show.

Tongcheng Tengwang, Cheng font.

Qin Mu's eyes suddenly flashed a sharp light.

Two sharp eyes pass through the bead curtain and fall on Lin Ruolan's graceful back.

It's her!