Unparalleled Concubine

Hearing Ye Cheng's words, the other seventeen old soldiers, all weeping, faced north and poured the spirits in their hands on the ground.

Only Ye Cheng didn't cry, but grinned instead.

"Brothers, don't cry, this bowl of wine will warm their stomachs first, after a while, we will all go down, and then have a good drink with them!"

In the entire capital, probably only Ye Cheng, who is now 80 years old, can say such free and easy words.

Seventeen veterans, all with red eyes, followed suit, "Ye Shuai said..."

Standing beside Li Xin and Ye Lin, they were quite touched when they saw this scene.

The two of them are both from the army, and both have led soldiers outside. They understand this kind of love better than anyone else.

But no matter what, this matter cannot continue.

In the end, it was Li Xin who came forward to be the villain. He greeted Wang Zhong first, and then led the seventeen old soldiers out of Ye Cheng's yard.

If they don't go out, old man Ye will not stop.

After the seventeen people had gone out, Li Xin wanted to follow them out and send them all to their respective homes. The drunk old man Ye, who was sitting on the recliner with his eyes closed, suddenly spoke.

"Chang'an."

Li Xin stopped, walked back to Ye Cheng, squatted down, and said softly, "Master Ye, tell me."

"You go and send them some money, and try to make these old brothers live more comfortably."

Old man Ye didn't open his eyes, and said as if raving.

"I give it to them, they won't take it."

If Ye Cheng gave them money, not only would these people not want it, but they would think that Ye Shuai was insulting them. If Li Xin, Ye Shuai's disciple, came forward, things would be much gentler.

After hearing these words, Li Xin realized that the old man had never been drunk.

He smiled and nodded: "Master Ye, don't worry, this disciple will do it."

Ye Cheng hiccupped and exhaled a strong smell of alcohol, then slowly opened his eyes, and saw the bruise on Li Xin's left eye.

"Did it yourself?"

Li Xin didn't answer directly, but just smiled.

"It will be fine in two days."

Old man Ye lay on the recliner and sighed.

"You have a heart."

Lord Jing'an lowered his brows and said: "What a disciple should do, the disciple promised Master Ye that if he can help the Ye family, he will definitely help."

Old man Ye lay on the deck chair without moving, but grinned.

"It's a pity that you are not the real fifth son of the Ye family, otherwise the family fortune would not be given to Ye Mao."

Li Xin got up, wanting to arrange the affairs of those old soldiers, he just got up and took a few steps, when he suddenly thought of something, he turned his head and was still squatting next to Old Man Ye's recliner, with a serious expression on his face.

"Master Ye, there is a rule in my disciple's hometown in Yongzhou."

Ye Cheng said lightly, "What rules?"

"The person who gave the doll a name must be present at the catch week, otherwise the doll's life will be shortened."

Lord Jing'an was surprisingly serious, and said in a low voice: "You gave Ping'er a name, so you have to preside over his Zhou Zhou..."

Li Xin himself is not a serious Yongzhou native, so this rule is naturally fabricated, but he sensed that something was wrong with Ye Cheng, and the old man liked his youngest son, Li Ping, so he made up such a lie , I want to find another sustenance for the old man.

Old man Ye showed a smile on his face.

"I try my best..."

"Live longer."

Chapter 698

With the old man Ye's promise, Li Xin left Chen Guogong's mansion, and together with Wang Zhong, he personally sent the seventeen old soldiers back home one by one. When Li Xin picked it up, Li Xin looked at the old man's back and let out a long breath.

"Master, let's go back."

In comparison, although Wang Zhong is not too young, he practiced Neijiaquan diligently since he was a child. In terms of lethality, Neijiaquan is much inferior to his external martial arts, so much so that when he was in the army 40 years ago , Wang Zhong, who practiced martial arts since childhood, was not Ye Cheng's opponent in a fight, but this kind of kung fu with breath and nourishment, the more beneficial it is to the later stage.

Although the old man Wang also has gray hair, he walks steadily and breathes slowly. Li Xin even doubts that he can't beat the old man with one hand now.

But Lao Wang Zhong's complexion was not very good-looking.

He walked in front of Li Xin honestly and spoke slowly.

"Ye Shuai's body is very bad..."

Of course he spoke in a low voice.

"I have been in contact with Ye Shuai for a long time, and found that his breathing fluctuates, his feet have no strength, and sometimes he often closes his eyes to rest."

"The reason why he keeps closing his eyes should not be to think about things, but because of dizziness."

Wang Zhong stopped, looked back at Li Xin who was walking quietly, and said in a deep voice, "Chang'an, how is Shuai Ye?"

Li Xin was silent for a moment, and then said: "Last autumn, something went wrong. I found a famous doctor from Hanzhong for the old man, and he has been recuperating at home these days."

Having said that, Li Xin didn't say any more.

This afternoon, Wang Zhong and others did bring danger to Ye Cheng's life, but this matter cannot be explained clearly. Once it is explained clearly, most of these seventeen old soldiers, including Wang Zhong, will not survive.

They will commit suicide.

Old Wang Zhong took a deep breath and didn't say much.

Li Xin stepped up to catch up, followed behind him, and said in a low voice: "Master Wang, I will have someone send you some money tomorrow, and you can help distribute the money to these veterans."

Wang Zhong didn't stop walking, but asked indifferently: "Why?"

Lord Jing'an said helplessly, "Master Ye ordered it."

Wang Zhong's expression changed.

"Then I don't want it."

"I didn't ask your old man to ask for it."