Unparalleled Concubine

   Chapter 697 I try my best

   Anyway, the emperor finally coaxed him back.

Surrounded by Xiao Zheng and others, Emperor Taikang quietly left Chen Guogong's mansion, but the emperor left, but Li Xin did not leave, because he was very worried about Ye Sheng in the yard, so he covered one eye, A chair was moved to guard the gate of the courtyard.

   Ye Lin was so moved that he asked someone to find an ice pack for Li Xin to put on his eyes, and then he ignored the guests in the house and moved a chair to sit next to Li Xin, guarding the gate of the courtyard.

  The Marquis of Jing'an put an ice pack on his hands and felt a lot more comfortable.

   Ye Lin sat next to him, and when he saw Li Xin's appearance, he sighed slightly: "Changan, you caused this injury yourself, right?"

  Li Xin forced a smile.

   "How do you know that Senior Brother Ye didn't beat him?"

Ye Lin shook his head and said slowly: "Father, he really likes to beat people, everyone in the family, from the eldest brother, to the dead second and third brothers, to Ye Mao and I, have all been beaten by his old man, but the old father He is only so strict with his own flesh and blood, and I haven't seen him beat outsiders in decades."

   "Even the servant girl in the family, the old father has never done anything."

   Li Xin felt more comfortable after applying it for a while, then put down the ice pack, looked up at the courtyard in front of him, and sighed.

   "Ye Shita...is losing his temper with the Ji family, and he has kept this tone in his heart for over forty years."

   Li Xin didn't take Ye Lin's words. The reason he did this was purely for the sake of the Venerable, not to show favor to the Ye family, nor to impress Ye Lin or Ye Ming.

   If this matter is opened, the taste will change instead. He disdains it, so he directly changes the topic.

   Having said this, the Marquis of Jing'an said worriedly: "If you hold this breath in your heart, Master Ye shouldn't be in any danger. The most fearful thing is that his breath will come out..."

  The old man is like this. Sometimes one thing is kept in his heart, but it will make him live longer. If this thing is gone, maybe the person will be gone too.

   Ye Lin heard the words, and his eyes were even more worried, but he was also a member of the military. He knew very well that his father didn't want to be disturbed or interrupted now.

   After being silent for a while, Li Xin said, "Senior brother, or let your two sons try it out, Master Ye might listen to them."

Ye Lin is 40 years old this year. He naturally has a son, and he has two sons and two daughters. However, this fourth young master Ye was quite loose when he was young and got married relatively late. Until now, the two sons in his family, The oldest is only twelve or thirteen years old.

   Old man Ye has always liked his two younger grandchildren. The most obvious evidence is that he has beaten the eldest grandson, Ye Mao, since he was a child, but he has never beaten either of the two younger grandsons.

   Ye Lin hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I'll let them come over."

  …

Finally, the eighteen old men in the yard were noisy from the morning to the afternoon. After several people took turns to fight, they persuaded hard, and the seventeen old men led by Wang Zhong were also worried about Ye Sheng's health. The banquet came to an end.

   Old man Ye's face was like a monkey's butt. With Wang Zhong's support, he stood up swayingly and raised the wine bowl in his hand.

   "Old brothers..."

   The former Great Jin God of War was a little unclear. He paused for a while, then faced north, and slowly poured the bowl of wine in his hand onto the ground.

   "This bowl of wine, let's... not drink it, let's drink it for the young brothers who died in the northern Xinjiang 40 years ago..."

At the beginning of the Northern Expedition, a brilliant victory was achieved, but this victory was not without a price. During the eight years of the Northern Expedition, batches of soldiers from Dajin supported the Northern Front. During these eight years, those who died in the northern Xinjiang Thousands of people!

  The current northern territory was only conquered when the Emperor Wu, Ji Mu, hollowed out the Great Jin.

   Ye Sheng's road to the north was paved with bones.

   Hearing Ye Sheng's words, the other seventeen veterans, all of them weeping, all faced the north and poured the spirits in their hands to the ground.

   But Ye Sheng didn't cry, but grinned instead.

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

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

   The seventeen old pawns, all with red eyes, all said, "What Ye Shuai said..."

  Li Xin and Ye Lin were standing next to each other, and they were quite touched when they saw this scene.

   The two of them are considered military backgrounds, and they have both led soldiers outside. They understand this kind of feeling 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 first said hello to Wang Zhong, and then took the seventeen old pawns out of Ye Sheng's yard.

  If they don't go out, Old Man Ye will not stop.

   After the seventeen people had all gone out, Li Xin thought about going out with them and sending them all to their respective homes. The already drunk old man Ye, who was sitting on the reclining chair with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his mouth.

   "Chang'an."

  Li Xin stopped, walked back to Ye Sheng, squatted down, and said softly, "Master Ye, say it."

   "Go and give them some money and try to make these old brothers feel more comfortable."

   Old man Ye didn't open his eyes and said as if he was babbling.

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

  If Ye Sheng gave them money, not only would these people not want it, but they would feel that Ye Shuai was insulting them. With Li Xin, a disciple of Ye Shuai, things would be much gentler.

   After listening to this sentence, Li Xin realized that the old man had never been drunk.

   He smiled and nodded: "Master Ye, rest assured, the disciple will do it."

   Ye Sheng burped, opened his mouth and exhaled a strong smell of alcohol, then slowly opened his eyes and saw the black green on Li Xin's left eye.

   "Did it yourself?"

  Li Xin didn't answer directly, just smiled.

   "It will be fine in two days."

   Old man Ye lay on the reclining chair and sighed.

   "You have a heart."

  Jing An Hou Ye lowered his eyebrows and said, "What a disciple should do, a disciple should undertake Master Ye, and those who can help the Ye family will definitely help."

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

   "It's a pity that you are not the real fifth of the Ye family, otherwise this family business will not be given to that kid Ye Mao."

  Li Xin got up and wanted to arrange the affairs of those old soldiers. He just got up and walked a few steps when he suddenly thought of something. He turned back and squatted beside Old Man Ye's reclining chair with a solemn expression on his face.

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

   Ye Sheng said lightly, "What are the rules?"

   "The person who named the doll must be present when he catches Zhou, otherwise the doll will lose his life."

  The Marquis of Jing An was surprisingly serious and whispered: "You named Ping'er, so you have to preside over his arrest Zhou Cai..."

Li Xin himself is not a serious Yongzhou native. Naturally, this rule was made up, but he realized that something was wrong with Ye Sheng, 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.

   A smile appeared on Old Man Ye's face.

   "I try my best to..."

   "Live longer."

   (end of this chapter)