Chapter 347
The voice was not loud, very faint and soft, but it had the power to shock the heart.
Both Ling Shan and Ling Shuang’s expressions could not help but change and stop in their tracks.
The two even felt an intimidating pressure and their nerves tensed up in a flash.
The three elders jerked up and turned their heads.
It was a woman in her thirties, dressed very simply.
There was nothing special about her appearance either, ordinary, but one could feel her extraordinary nature.
Upon seeing the woman, the Third Elder ran away from all sleepiness this time.
He held up his hat and knelt down with a thump.
The First and Second Elders glared and hurriedly knelt down after him.
The three old men were all very respectful.
“Greetings, Old Ancestor.”
As soon as this address came out, Ling Shan and Ling Shuang were instantly shocked.
Such a young woman was the old ancestor of the Fu family?
No, that wasn’t the point, powerful ancient medicine would have been able to make one’s face last forever.
The point was that the old ancestor of the Fu Family would actually come out?
Don’t look at the fact that the current head of the Ling Family was Ling Chonglou, but in reality, the previous heads of the family were also still alive.
It was just that when they reached a certain age, they would abdicate and go into retirement.
Ling Shan and Ling Shuang were experts in Ling Chonglou’s generation, and naturally, they were not yet comparable to ancient martial artists who had been cultivating for hundreds of years.
Those true experts within the Ancient Martial World, the old and immortal, were usually in seclusion.
It was difficult for members of their own family to meet them.
Not to mention the old ancestors.
In every family of ancient medicine and martial arts, there is only one old ancestor, the highest generation still alive in the family.
After the death of this old ancestor, only the first of the next generation could receive this title.
Ling Shan and Ling Shuang had never met the current Ling family ancestor, nor did they know who it was.
They had only seen the portraits of the successive Ling family heads in the ancestral hall and would go to offer incense.
According to Ling Shan and Ling Shuang’s guess, if it is possible, the current Ling family ancestor is the one who started the Ling family.
Ancient martial arts emerged in the late 16th century; the Ling family is not as old, but it has been around for over 300 years.
Ancient medicine came later than ancient martial arts, in the late 18th century.
“It’s not ancient times anymore, no need to curtsy like that.” The woman coughed and raised her hand, gesturing for the three elders to get up, “I am Fu Shi, don’t be afraid, I have something to ask you.”
These words were addressed to Ling Shan and Ling Shuang.
But Ling Shan and Ling Shuang were still very nervous.
Who knew how many rounds older than they were, this Fu Shih?
“I heard that your young master, the internal energy riot within his body has completely calmed down.” Fu Shi nodded slightly, “I wonder who helped with the healing?”
Ling Shan and Ling Shuang instantly became alert.
There was no way to hide the matter of Jiang Yan’s recovery.
Ling Chonglou was the head of the Ling family, but Jiang Ping was an ordinary person, and with all the major clans keeping an eye on her, Jiang Yan was also a thorn in the side of many people.
A while ago, the ancient martial arts world was so chaotic that Ling Chonglou could only send Jiang Yan to Shanghai City to take refuge.
The Ling family and the Fu family are not related by marriage, and the Ling family is allied with another ancient medical family.
But even if they were allies, they were not eternal.
What was Fu Shih trying to do by asking this?
“I’m sorry, senior.” Ling Shuang and Ling Shan looked at each other and spoke at the same time, “It was someone who saved the young master, but we don’t know who it was, according to the family head’s guess, it should be a hidden divine doctor.”
These words were true.
Ling Chonglou indeed did not know who had saved Jiang Yan.
But if he could completely cure Jiang Yan of this illness, he was certainly not some ordinary doctor.
Fu Shi was silent for a moment, “So.”
She didn’t make a sound, and the others didn’t dare to move.
“This is a medicine that I have refined.” After a very long period of silence, Fu Shi took out a box from, “It prolongs life by eighty years, and it can also preserve your face.”
Ling Shan and Ling Shuang couldn’t help but be astonished.
The three elders were also surprised.
Such a pill would take a lot of energy, even for Fu Shih.
Most ancient doctors did not live long because they were refining pills with their lives.
The conditions for this kind of life-extending medicine were harsh and would compromise their own life span.
So up to now, the ancient martial arts community has only developed this kind of nourishing pill that can only increase the life span of women.
Moreover, one must also be able to withstand the impact of the medicinal power.
This requires a powerful ancient martial artist to be around to protect it and help the person taking it to unblock the acupuncture points.
Most importantly, just like alchemy to transform the body and slow down the rate of cellular ageing, there is an age limit.
Over the age of fifty, there was no way out.
“Take it.” Fu Shi smiled, “As a meet and greet gift.”
A meet and greet gift?
The Second Elder pulled his beard off and hissed.
But it was the first time they had met, too.
How come there wasn’t one?
What kind of differential treatment was this?
Clearly they were the ones from the Fu family!
The Second Elder looked at the box and his eyes sprang green.
If he could get his hands on it and study it, his medical skills would definitely rise!
Ling Shuang and Ling Shan took it with trepidation and went back in a daze.
If the other ancient martial arts clans knew that Ling Chonglou had gotten hold of the medicine that the Old Ancestor of the Fu Clan had personally refined, how many eyes would there have to be?
“Old Ancestor, you-” The Eldest Elder was just about to speak, but he saw that Fu Shi had already left.
The Third Elder let out a long breath, his head lolled and he fell asleep again.
**
Fu Shi returned to the place where she lived.
She had always lived in a simple place, with just a bed, a table and a cupboard in her bedroom.
Next to the bedroom was the secret room for refining pills.
Fu Shi walked in and sat down cross-legged in front of her own pill furnace.
Her eyes were misty, she sighed softly and let out a question that even she didn’t have any answer to: “Is that you, Master?”
From time to time, ancient martial artists would have internal energy riots, which was due to their acquired cultivation.
But Jiang Yan was born with it, and there was basically no possibility of a cure.
However, the few old ancestors of the Ancient Medicine family were not included, except that they would not even make a move.
It was clear to Fu Shi that other ancient medical families of her generation who knew how to treat this area were dead or had been in seclusion, and would never be involved with Jiang Yan.
Excluding the other options, the remaining answer was no more unlikely than it was true.
As for the alchemists and poison masters on the O Continent side?
They didn’t understand ancient martial arts.
The only one who could completely rehabilitate Jiang Yan was her master.
But Fu Shi hadn’t asked anything out.
But even if she did, her master came and went without a trace, so she couldn’t even see him.
Fu Shi sighed, picked up a few herbs, threw them into the furnace, closed her eyes and quietly refined her medicine.
She didn’t know if she would ever see her master again in her lifetime.
She didn’t have much time left to live either.
**
28th December.
The group went to the airport together.
From beginning to end, Nie Chao was far away from Ling Mianxi, falling at the very tail of the group.
The good thing is that with Jiang Yan, a single dog, as a companion, Nie Chao’s heart was somewhat comforted.
This is an A380 airliner with 12 seats in first cla*s.
When Fu Yunshen went up, he unpacked the bag containing the eye patch and handed it to Ying Ziyi.
Afterwards, he adjusted the seat so that she could rest comfortably.
After she closed her eyes, Fu Yunshen took out a blanket and covered her up again.
Nie Chao was sitting on the other side of the aisle and just wanted to poke his eyes out.
He just couldn’t look at it any longer.
There were men who had been single for a long time, so how could they become like this once they had a girl they liked?
How could a single dog live?
Ling Mianxi was bubbling with envy.
She had never experienced such a life before.
When she and Nie Yi met, it was all about cutting up the force and having a meal at most, nothing more.
Without comparison, there was no harm.
She Ling Mianxi hooked her hand towards Nie Chao.
Nie Chao’s heart shivered, scared to death, but he still stood up and padded over, “Da, Da ……”
He was a big man, he really couldn’t call out this name to a little girl.
“Second brother, don’t worry.” Ling Mianxi vigorously lined up his shoulders with a serious look, “From now on, sister-in-law will cover you.”
Nie Chao’s face was bitter.
He was afraid that there would be a mixed doubles when the time came.
At that moment, the stewardess lifted the curtain and another person boarded.
It was Meng Ru.
Meng Ru didn’t intend to wait for Ying Yuexuan to leave with her, there was a lot going on in the Yuan family and she also had to rush back to the Yuan family before the end of the year.
After the rush, this was the only flight that was closest.
Meng Ru’s seat was in the last row, and she didn’t look at the others in first cla*s, so she fastened her seat belt and prepared to rest.
On the side, the special a*sistant who had come with her was the one who let out an alarm: “Madam, is that Young Master Nie Chao?”
The fact that Master Nie had formulated Nie Chao as his successor was no secret within the celebrity circles of the imperial capital.
The Yuan family, as one of the families that had been trying to hitch a ride on the Nie family, was naturally even more concerned.
These families have even gotten Nie Chao’s birth date and fortune, and are looking for a feng shui master to calculate whether any of their daughters will be a match.
Only they had never been able to meet one, including the Yuan family.
Meng Ru lifted her head, “What?”
Chapter 348
She followed the special a*sistant’s line of sight and saw a large man crouched in front of a seat.
The expression was miserable.
This look made it impossible to believe that he was the next heir to the Nie family.
But then again, he really was.
The Yuan family also had quite a few photos of Nie Chao, from all angles.
So even if Nie Chao had only given them a side face, Meng Ru wouldn’t have failed to recognise it.
She immediately got up from her seat and walked over.
The first cla*s corridor was big enough that standing two people was no problem.
“Mr. Nie Chao.” Meng Ru spoke politely, “Greetings, I really didn’t expect to see you here.”
In the imperial capital, Nie Chao was watched very closely by Elder Nie.
Even at C*cktail parties, the Nie family’s bodyguards would keep the toasts away.
The Nie family style was strict, which made it impossible for those who wanted to move to the top by crooked means.
She was able to
When he heard someone call out to him, a question mark popped up on Nie Chao’s head.
He turned his head, glanced at Meng Ru and wondered, “Who are you?”
Meng Ru’s smile faltered, “Young Master Nie Chao, you may indeed not know me, I am Meng Ru, Yuan Wenlong is my husband, and we once had a collaboration with the Nie family.”
When they said it was a collaboration, they were actually just barely putting their names on it.
There were many families in the imperial capital, and the Nie family and the Mu family were the kind that simply didn’t bring others into the game.
“Oh.” Nie Chao didn’t even think about it, “Never heard of it.”
Ling Mianxi blinked.
She sort of realized that Nie Chao and Nie Yi still had a little bit in common.
They were brothers, no less.
This time, Meng Ru also saw Ling Mianxi, and she frowned.
Why was there a little girl beside Nie Chao?
Meng Ru pondered for a moment, going through the famous dames of the imperial capital in her mind, but couldn’t find a face that matched Ling Mianxi’s.
She took it for granted that Ling Mianxi was either the daughter of a small family or a star in the entertainment industry.
After all, there was no shortage of women around Nie Chao, and they changed quickly.
In the past, when Nie Chao had not been named as the heir to the Nie family, there were quite a few women who had been attracted to him.
Meng Ru then ignored Ling Mianxi: “Young Master Nie Chao, there’s something that I want to talk to you about.”
Saying that, she called her special a*sistant over and took a document out of the file bag and spoke again, “It’s this project, I don’t know if you have ……”
The latter words did not finish.
Fu Yunshen raised his head, and his peach blossom eyes swept lightly: “Quiet.”
Suddenly interrupted, Meng Ru wrinkled her eyebrows, somewhat displeased.
She turned her head, about to rebuke.
But at the sight of that upside-down face, Meng Ru froze in her tracks.
The man sat on a soft chair, his eyelashes thin and long, his skin cold and white at the lapels, contrasting with the colour of his lips.
The style was regal.
He was clearly cynical, but he exuded an extremely powerful aura that struck fear into the heart.
Meng Ru took a step back and was taken aback, “You, you are ……”
That newly appointed Asia Pacific president of the venus group was actually also on this plane?
What kind of good luck was she having?
Meng Ru didn’t know that apart from Nie Chao and Fu Yunshen, Jiang Yan, Ling Mianxi and Xiu Yu were not of low status either.
But she hadn’t met any of these people.
“Sorry, hello, I’m Meng Ru.” Meng Ru forced down her surprise, where she could not remember the small or small voice question, and introduced herself again, “The Yuan family of the Imperial Capital, Yuan Wenlong is my husband.”
Ying Ziji moved, apparently being aroused.
She raised her hand, about to take off her blindfold to see what was happening.
Another warm palm covered the back of her hand, soft and dry.
With a rea*suring strength.
“Didn’t you see anyone else sleeping?” Fu Yunshen leaned back in his chair, not even lifting his eyelids, not looking at Mengru, “Is this the kind of tutor you are?”
He laughed lightly, his tone cold: “Get out.”
Meng Ru’s face went white.
If someone else had said that about her, she would have only said something even worse.
But it was Fu Yunshen who was the president of the Venus Group Asia Pacific, and if she messed with him, the entire Yuan family would not be enough to be buried with her.
“Madam, she’s too noisy.” Nie Chao understood Fu Yunshen’s mood, he directly called the flight attendant, “Let her leave here, I’ll pay for the damages.”
“If she reports you guys, you guys just give me the word.”
Nie Chao felt that this was the most gung-ho moment he had ever had.
The flight attendant immediately rushed over and, after inquiring about the situation, invited Meng Ru and her special a*sistant out.
It was an invitation, but in Meng Ru’s mind she was being evicted.
This was the first time that she had been kicked out of first cla*s.
However, there were still no seats available in business cla*s and she ended up having to surprisingly only go to economy cla*s.
Meng Ru’s body was uncomfortable to the extreme.
The people around her looked at her as soon as Ya’an, and she felt that it was mockery.
But the people who had driven her away were Nie Chao and Fu Yunshen, so even though she had grievances, she could only suppress them all.
After Meng Ru had managed to calm down, she began to think seriously.
No wonder Nie Chao was on this plane, it was because Fu Yunshen was there.
This proved that the Nie family and the venus group would have a partnership.
This reinforced that Meng Ru must cultivate Ying Yuexuan properly, and then to the cooperation with the Nie family.
Maybe in the future, the Yuan family could take advantage of this wind to go international.
With this in mind, Meng Ru took the eye patch from the special a*sistant and began to rest.
**
Two hours later, the plane arrived at the airport in the imperial capital.
She was the kind of person who could fall asleep quickly when she got on the plane and would wake up automatically when she arrived at the station.
But this cleverness does not exist in Fu Yunshen’s car, where she tends to stay awake.
The group didn’t go through the VIP lane, after all, there were a few people who just stood out too much.
“Let’s go straight to our house.” Ling Mianxi had called the Ling family before she got on the plane and the driver was waiting in the car park, “It’s big enough to live in and run horses.”
Jiang Yan snorted coldly, “That’s also Lao Zi’s house.”
It was still Ling Chonglou’s decision that the reason for his surname was Jiang.
Ling Chonglou had fought off several elders of the Ling family on his own and allowed Jiang Yan to take Jiang Ping’s surname.
Originally it was said that the second child would be named Ling, but Ling Chonglou felt that Jiang Ping had worked too hard to have a child, so he didn’t want another.
The elders of the Ling family were furious, but could do nothing about it.
Ying yawned, his eyes casually glancing around.
There was shouting and cheering and the rolling sound of photographs coming from the right.
That was the VIP lane.
A woman, flanked by bodyguards, was walking out, dressed in the season’s most fashionable clothes, all in luxury.
With sungla*ses and flaming red lips.
It was Xiu Yan.
Xiu Yu saw it too, and she took a step.
“Little Yu.” Ling Mianxi followed her gaze, “Actually, you can go back at all, she’s not your match at all.”
Xiu Yu was silent for a moment, “Besides.”
“Although the Ancient Martial World cannot interfere in the affairs of secular families, but one or two people is not a problem, I am able to help.” Ling Mianxi counted on her fingers, “I should be able to do away with those shameless people in your family, right?”
The corners of Xiu Yu’s mouth twitched, “Society under the rule of law, you live in the brain.”
“What a nuisance.” Ling Mianxi thought about it for a moment.
This was why the ancient martial world had such a rule.
Ancient martial artists were so used to getting their hands dirty that they would casually meet bloodshed and easily disrupt the social order.
Ling Mianxi bounced off to find Ying Zigui: “Ying Ying, I’ll treat you to some iced sugar gourds from the Imperial City.”
**
On the other side
The old Ying family residence.
Although Ying Zhending had comforted her for a long time, Zhong Manhua still regretted it all the time.
These days she couldn’t eat well, she couldn’t sleep, and she was so anxious.
In the end, she couldn’t resist and shamelessly called Master Zhong, asking him to bring Ying Zigui over for dinner at the Ying family’s house on New Year’s Day.
“No need.” As soon as Master Zhong heard it was Zhong Manhua on the phone, he didn’t have a good face, “Spend New Year’s Day by yourselves, and spend it in peace with your daughter.”
Master Zhong wasn’t leaving on the same flight as Ying Zigui.
He thought he would be too embarra*sed to disturb a group of young people together, so he booked a flight with Ying Tianliu for next month and flew there together for New Year’s Day.
The older generation is more concerned about traditional festivals, and he didn’t care much about crossing the New Year.
“Dad!” Zhong Manhua’s nerves hurt at the last sentence, “What do you mean?”
“I don’t mean anything.” Master Zhong coldly, “Laozi just said such things long ago, Zhong Manhua, I hope you don’t regret it.”
“Old me will say it to you one more time, this is just the beginning.”
For the sake of an adopted daughter, not wanting his own daughter, and his own son still centrifugal.
He really didn’t know what Zhong Manhua wanted.
It was a good thing that Ying Ziji had already left the Ying family, then he would not care about the affairs of the Ying family.
Master Zhong didn’t bother to say another word to him, he hung up the phone and turned his head to look at Ying Tianru, he couldn’t help but stare, “Tianru, what’s wrong with you, are you sick?”
Ying Tianru’s hair was damp and stuck to his forehead.
His face was pale and he looked a little dishevelled, “No, I had another dream.”