The Yan family is several times larger than the Ye Mansion, and the decoration layout is also more exquisite. Many seemingly random decorations actually cost a lot of money.
In the past, Xiao Zheng might not have seen much success. But the Dragon and Phoenix Tower was built under his watch. I also know a little bit about the secrets. It can be seen that the structure of the Yan family was created by everyone. Explain the profound things in a simple way.
There is a separate two-story loft in the backyard. There is a rockery behind the house, and in front of the house there are small bridges, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions. In an environment like Yanjing where every inch of land is at a premium, owning such a residence is to some extent a symbol of status.
It can be seen that the old man is an old man who enjoys himself. At least he is more sentimental than Ye Gong, who lives a simple and monotonous life.
When Xiao and Zheng chased him to the backyard, Yan Dengkui had disappeared without a trace. He must be in a hurry to see the old man and play the emotional card.
"Did you do it on purpose just now?" The two of them were not in a hurry and walked slowly on the small bridge and the flowing water.
Shang Yao was startled for a moment, then nodded again: "Yes."
"It seems I'm meddling in my own business." Xiao Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Are you holding your breath?" Shang Yao asked. "Whether it's my third aunt, Yan Shang, Yan Dengkui, or even my second uncle. They have all done evil things to you."
Xiao Zheng smiled slightly: "I really can't hide anything from Miss Shang."
Shang Yao pursed her lips and said, "Speaking of which, I would like to thank Boss Xiao for being merciful and not embarrassing them too much."
Xiao Zheng said meaningfully: "I just don't have the ability."
"Anyway, this matter is coming to an end. Regardless of success or failure, Boss Xiao has helped me a lot. I will definitely support you fully in the future," Shang Yao said frankly.
Xiao Zheng smiled slightly and didn't say much. Just slowly walked towards the attic.
Soon, the two came to the door of the attic.
Outside the door, there was a woman standing. Over forty years old. There was no makeup on her face, but she looked quite graceful and luxurious. A well-tailored cheongsam outlines her beautiful figure and is full of charm.
At the age of forty, it is still so well maintained. This woman's identity is unusual.
"Aunt Nangong." Shang Yao smiled slightly and stepped forward to say hello.
"Yao Yao is here?" The middle-aged woman known as Aunt Nangong nodded slightly, but her eyes fell on Xiao Zheng's face inadvertently. "Are you Xiao Zheng?"
"It's me." Xiao Zheng nodded politely. "I came to the door abruptly, sorry to bother you."
This is how Xiao Zheng behaves and works. Before he is sure about friend or foe, he will follow the basic etiquette of respecting the elderly and loving the young. Even if this person is from the Yan family. It's easy to say, but how many people in this world don't love the house and the crow, and hate the house and the crow? Who can be so rational and fair
"Finally I see you." Nangong Ning smiled slightly and said intriguingly. "I have been living here all year round, and I have heard of your name. When I saw you today, it was indeed extraordinary."
Xiao Zheng looked flattered: "You're too polite. I'm just an ordinary person and I can't afford your ridiculous praise."
"You don't have to be humble." Nangong Ning said slowly. Then he changed the subject and stepped aside slightly. "The master is already waiting in the back room."
After hearing this, the two greeted each other and then entered slowly.
But before he had taken two steps, he heard Nangong Ning say calmly: "The master only sees Mr. Xiao. Yaoyao, please stay and chat with me."
Although it was extremely difficult for Shang Yao to understand, Nangong Ning had served his grandfather for more than twenty years. Her words were basically equivalent to what grandpa meant. After a moment of concentration, he nodded and said, "Okay."
Xiao Zheng didn't hesitate and strode into the attic.
Nangong Ning is a peerless strong man!
After entering the attic, Xiao Zheng had such an idea in his mind. Even though she hides it very well, her every move and smile are just like ordinary people. But when it comes to Xiao Zheng's realm, it is difficult for a peerless strong man to completely conceal his temperament. Only a strong man with extreme strength and wisdom would be able to hide Xiao Zheng's knowledge.
But obviously, Nangong Ning does not fall into this category.
Nangong Ning
Xiao Zheng had never heard of this name at all. But the other party is actually a peerless strong man. Yanjing is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and the strong are like a forest.
But it's not surprising, given the Yan family's background and Yan Shichang's proud capital. Not to mention just one peerless strong man beside the old man, it would not be surprising even if there were two or three.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Zheng slowly calmed down the groundless speculation in his heart. Striding upstairs...
Boom boom.
Xiao Zheng followed Nangong Ning's instructions and knocked on the door of the lounge on the second floor.
"Enter."
A voice that was so old that it was rotten, yet so powerful came from inside the door. Even if it's just one word. But still refreshing.
Creak.
Xiao Zheng opened the door, and a faint scent of sandalwood hit his nose. But the scene inside the room shocked Xiao Zheng.
Yan Dengkui, who arrived early, knelt silently by the tea table. And sitting on the chair was an old man with white hair and an unusually tall figure.
Even though he was sitting on a chair, according to Xiao Zheng's visual inspection, the old man was at least 18 or more in height. In that era when 1.7 meters was considered big. How terrifying is the impact of being 1.8 meters tall? And he is still Mr. Yan, who is over eighty years old
Excluding the shrinking costs, the old man was at least 1.85 meters tall when he was young!
Mr. Yan, who originally had a special place in Xiao Zheng's heart, was now even taller.
So tall that people look up to him!
"Master Yan." Xiao Zheng ignored Yan Dengkui who was kneeling beside him and greeted the old man whom he met for the first time.
Crane hair, eagle eyes, face as sharp as a knife. A vigorous and majestic aura lingered in the room, so that Xiao Zheng felt the pressure increasing with every step he took.
Is this the horror of the old man of the century
Is this the supreme old man who is as famous as Mr. Ye
If elders like Lu Dashan and Shang Jingtian are great gods, then Mr. Yan’s level of Lao Jianghu is a serious ancient great god, the supreme god...
"I've been looking forward to your coming for a while." The old man twitched the corners of his mouth, showing an incomprehensible smile, and pointed to the chair beside him. "sit."
"Thank you, Mr. Yan." Xiao Zheng slowly took his seat. But in my heart, I was wondering.
Have you been waiting for me to come for a while
What do you expect me to do
revenge
Although Yan Shang did not commit suicide, he died because of him. It can be said that Xiao Zheng and the Yan family have a blood feud. Inseparable.
Now, he teamed up with Shang Yao to defeat Yan Dengkui. The old man’s only male grandson. Even if the struggle is his permission, his default. But when the family was fighting, Xiao Zheng, an outsider, intervened - would the old man be willing and accept it
Various factors caused Xiao Zheng to be unable to recover. After sitting down, the nerves all over my body were slightly tense. Don't be careless.
No matter how arrogant and arrogant Xiao Zheng is, it is difficult for him to have any confidence in front of such a legendary old man. He must be cautious before deciding whether he is friend or foe. Don't be plotted by the old fox or devoured by the tiger...
In fact, the possibility of Xiao Zheng and the old man’s ‘I’—
"Do you know that if Mr. Ye hadn't protected you, you wouldn't have survived the day my grandson died tragically?"