Old man Ye glared at Li Xin, and scolded: "What kind of, Lao Tzu can eat five catties of rice, two catties of meat, and drink half a catty of wine a day, if your kid dies one day, Lao Tzu will not die!" ”

Although the old guy is old, he still looks quite imposing, blowing his beard and staring, which is very scary.

This old man calls himself an old man on weekdays, and once he is excited, he will pick up the self-title of his youth, and he will open his mouth to say Lao Tzu.

"They are all fathers, and they don't even know how to respect teachers, and when you get old, your son won't give you food!"

After Old Man Ye finished speaking, he turned around and went into the courtyard angrily.

Li Xin often came to Chen Guogong's mansion, and he was used to joking with Ye Sheng, and he didn't get angry when he heard the words, so he followed in with a smile.

Qin Yuanhua, who saw Ye Sheng for the first time next to him, his eyes were about to pop out, in this era when the master is equal to the father, no one dares to talk to his teacher like this.

Ye Mao, the little grandfather on the side, was used to seeing this kind of scene, and smiled awkwardly at Qin Yuanhua: "Mr. Qin, the ancestor and the uncle are a pair of old friends, both of them are temperamental, you don't have to mind." ”

Qin Yuanhua reluctantly accepted this statement and walked in with Ye Mao.

As a famous doctor, he could see that although Ye Guogong looked energetic and didn't seem to have any problems, the old man's steps were vain, and the ruddy face was not very healthy, so it was obvious that there was something wrong with his body.

After walking into the courtyard, Li Xin walked next to Ye Sheng, slightly half a step behind, and then said with a smile: "Master Ye, the disciple has just given birth to a son, and he hasn't chosen a name yet, so he specially came over to ask your old man to give him a name." ”

Old man Ye snorted and turned his head away.

"Your son, why do you want the old man to choose a name?"

The Marquis of Jing'an patted his ass without changing his face: "You are the first person in my Great Jin martial arts, you give him a name, and let him get a touch of your old man's fortune, in the future, you can have one or two percent of your ability, and the disciple of the Jing'an Hou Mansion can be handed it down." ”

"Don't fool Lao Tzu."

Ye Sheng found a place to sit down, and glanced at Li Xin angrily.

"Are you afraid that Lao Tzu will die one day, and you want Lao Tzu to give your son a name and leave a memory?"

Li Xin paused, ignored this sentence, and said with a smile: "Master Ye, when the disciple just came back from Southern Xinjiang, you told the disciple that you want the disciple to stop for a few years, and the disciple can stop for a few years, right?" ”

I have to say that in the past few years, the Marquis of Jing'an can no longer be described as stopping, it can be said that he is well-behaved, and he has carried forward the low-key word taught to him by Old Man Ye to the extreme.

Ye Sheng said lightly: "Yes, you have done a good job in the past few years, you have not been as strong as a young man, and you are not proud of your achievements, when the old man was trapped in the capital in his forties, he did not have your cultivation, until he was fifty or sixty years old, after staying in the capital for more than ten years, he could maintain a normal heart." ”

"It's amazing that you can do this at such a young age."

Li Xin winked at him, and said with a smile: "Master Ye, don't talk too far, I promised you to stop a little in the past few years, and you also promised me one thing, Master Ye has forgotten?" ”

Old man Ye frowned and said, "What did the old man promise you?" ”

Li Xin smiled and said, "You promised your disciple a long life and will protect your disciple for another twenty years." ”

Ye Sheng was stunned, and then scolded with a smile: "Your kid has already set up his own door, with your current merits, where do you need the old man to take refuge?" ”

Li Xin's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Ye, people can't be untrustworthy. ”

Old man Ye originally wanted to scold Li Xin a few words, but seeing this disciple's serious face, he was silent for a while, and then said lightly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the rules of the world, and pines and cypresses can't be evergreen, let alone people?" The old man is almost eighty years old this year, and nine out of ten of the old brothers who fought with the old man back then are no longer alive, I can live so long, God is already very face-saving, and there is no need to toss anymore. ”

Speaking of this, Ye Sheng glanced at Ye Mao not far away, and said with a smile: "Ye Mao has been tossing since last year, and he wants to ask someone to see me sick, and I told him at that time, I am in good health, I am not sick, but my fate." ”

Li Xin put away the hippie smile on his face, took two steps back, and then knelt on the ground respectfully, kowtowed to Ye Sheng, and said: "Master Ye, you are not a Heavenly Master, and your disciple is not a Heavenly Master. ”

Ye Mao, who was next to him, also knelt down with a plop when he saw this.

Since the beginning of this year, the old man has been reluctant to see a doctor again, and he can't listen to any persuasion, and now it only depends on whether Uncle Li can persuade him.

As for Qin Yuanhua, he was standing aside, a little at a loss, it was not appropriate for him to kneel down, he was stunned in place and a little uncomfortable, and he was at a loss for a while.

Ye Sheng sat on the recliner and did not help Li Xin, but looked at Li Xin deeply.

"Chang'an."

Li Xin bowed his head and said, "The disciple is here." ”

Old man Ye squinted his eyes and asked slowly, "What are you going to do to see me?" ”

Li Xin knelt on the ground, raised his head and smiled at Old Man Ye: "Master Ye, as you said, if someone really wants to do something to me, you can't shelter the disciple, and the disciple has to bear the wind and waves alone." ”

Ye Sheng nodded, and a smile appeared on his face.

"A few years ago, the old man has been thinking about whether your apprentice should accept it, whether it is worth it, and now the old man has figured out this question."

As he spoke, he got up and helped Li Xin up, and then smiled at Qin Yuanhua on the side: "Are you the doctor that Chang'an invited to the old man?" ”

Qin Yuanhua took a deep breath, walked to Old Man Ye's side, and bowed deeply to Old Man Ye.

"Qin Yuanhua in Guanzhong, I've seen my husband."

Ye Sheng nodded at him, and then stretched out his withered wrist.

"You can't cure it, it doesn't matter to you whether you can cure it or not, the old man has lived so old, it's already enough."

Qin Yuanhua looked left and right, and then said in a low voice: "Old man, it's still early spring, let's go into the house to check the pulse, so as not to get cold into the body." ”

Ye Sheng's eyes suddenly widened and he was about to have a seizure, but for the sake of Li Xin's face, he still endured it and stood up angrily.

The Marquis of Jing'an was very eye-catching, and immediately stepped forward to hold one of Old Man Ye's arms and put him into the house.

Old man Ye glared at Li Xin and scolded angrily: "Lao Tzu has not yet reached the point where he can't walk, you give Lao Tzu a little farther away." ”

Li Xin hurriedly let go of his hand and asked with a smile: "Master Ye, the name of the disciple's son, please open the golden mouth of your old man, and it can be regarded as asking him for a lottery." ”

Old man Ye slowly closed his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he glanced at Li Xin,

"I gave you this table at the beginning, not only to let you be happy for a long time, but also to let you be with the... People Chang'an. ”

"Now that you have a son, you can be regarded as having a family business in the capital, and if you have a good life, most of you can be in Chang'an."

"Your son will most likely inherit your family business in the future, but when he becomes the Marquis of Jing'an, he will not be able to take risks like you."

Speaking of this, Old Man Ye had already stepped into the door with one foot, he glanced back at Li Xin, and then slowly spoke.

"Let's call it Li Ping."