Car.
Ye Qiu said, “Mom, I’m sorry for making you suffer today.”
“You silly child, what are you talking about.”Qian Jinglan said, “You encountered so many things in the hospital and actually hid them from me, if not for the trip to the hospital today, how long are you going to hide them from me?”
“I just don’t want you to worry.”
“Listen to a word of advice from Scolding, don’t hold out. If the hospital can’t be mixed up anymore, then change another hospital, as for Zhang Lili, she has changed, no longer the kind girl she used to be, it’s good to split up.”
“Hmm.”
“Mr Zhao must be looking for you for something serious, I won’t delay you guys, I’ll get off in front.”
After the car stopped, Ye Qiu helped Qian Jinglan out of the car.
“Mr Zhao, I’ve troubled you today.”Qian Jinglan said politely.
“Auntie doesn’t need to be polite, it’s just a small thing.”Zhao Yun was also polite.
Qian Jinglan also instructed Ye Qiu, “Come back early, I’ll wait for you to come home for dinner, today mum will make you your favourite Ma Po Tofu.”
“Got it.”
After the car started, Ye Qiu said with some embarrassment, “That’s how my mother is, she’s rather long-winded, I’m sorry Mr Zhao, I’ve made you laugh.”
“It’s quite good.”
Quite good?
Ye Qiu glanced at Zhao Yun in doubt.
The latter was silent and focused on driving.
There was silence all the way.
The atmosphere inside the car was a bit depressing.
Ye Qiu wanted to speak several times.
A full twenty minutes passed before Zhao Yun suddenly spoke, “Doctor Ye, I’m sure you have a lot of doubts in your mind, right?”
“Yes.”Ye Qiu didn’t deny it.
“Ask whatever you want to ask, as long as I can tell you, I will tell you.”
“Who is the Dragon King?”Ye Qiu opened his mouth and asked.
This question had been held for him all the way.
“The Dragon King is the king of the underground world in Jiangzhou! He was once also a Tiger Ranking expert!”Zhao Yun continued, “Actually, you and the Dragon King have already met.”
“The same old man in Tang suit who was with you yesterday?”Ye Qiu asked.
“Yes.”
Sure enough, it was him!
When Ye Qiu saw the old man in Tang suit yesterday, he felt that the old man did not look like an ordinary person, and now it seemed that his guess was not wrong.
“Dragon King is the real name?”Ye Qiu asked again.
“No, it’s just a title.”Zhao Yun said, “The Dragon King’s real name is Long Qianqiu, and he is known as the Dragon King in the Jianghu.”
It turned out to be so.
“At the risk of asking, what is your relationship with the Dragon King, Mr Zhao?”Ye Qiu was a bit curious about Zhao Yun’s identity.
“I am the Dragon King’s personal bodyguard.”
“Then your kung fu must be very good, right?”
Zhao Yun smiled and didn’t answer.
The car drove into the city centre area and then entered a secluded mountain road, Ye Qiu glanced out of the car window and asked, “Are we going to Cloud Mountain here?”
“Well, the Dragon King lives in Cloud Mist Mountain.”
Ye Qiu was shocked.
In the centre of Jiangzhou, there was a mountain with an elevation of five hundred meters called Cloud Mist Mountain, which had a pleasant and beautiful environment.
At the beginning of the country’s establishment, it was a park, and was later developed into a top tycoon area, and only the top dignitaries of Jiangzhou were qualified to live in Cloud Mist Mountain.
Fifteen minutes later.
A block of exquisite villas with Chinese style appeared in Ye Qiu’s sight, they were scattered in the cover of verdant trees, serene and distant.
The car kept driving towards the highest peak, and finally, it stopped in front of an ancient villa.
“Dr Ye, we’re here.”Zhao Yun said.
Ye Qiu nodded and got out of the car to see four guards standing at the entrance of the villa, all of them with lean figures and sharp eyes.
The aura of these four guards was very similar to the aura on Zhao Yun, only the aura was much weaker than Zhao Yun’s.
“Brother Zhao!”
Seeing Zhao Yun, the four guards shouted respectfully.
“This is Ye Qiu, a guest invited by the Dragon King.”Zhao Yun pointed at Ye Qiu.
The four guards glanced at Ye Qiu and hurriedly stepped aside.
“Doctor Ye, please follow me.”Zhao Yun led the way in front.
Ye Qiu stepped through the gate, and a courtyard covering several hundred square metres appeared in sight, inside, there were pavilions and water pavilions, fish ponds and rockeries, and all kinds of exotic flowers and grasses were planted, quite a bit of the taste of a summer resort.
In the middle of the courtyard, there is a thick sycamore tree, said to have a hundred years old, branches and leaves.
Under the tree, there is a stone table.
The stone table is covered with rice paper.
The Dragon King was practising his calligraphy.
“The Dragon King doesn’t like to be disturbed when he’s practising his calligraphy, so tread lightly.”Zhao Yun reminded in a low voice.
Ye Qiu nodded.
The two of them walked to the Dragon King’s side and Ye Qiu stretched his head to look, only to see a few words written on the rice paper:
“To finish the king’s world affairs, to win the name of his life. Pity the white occurrence.”
The strokes of the pen were powerful and penetrated the paper. Between the pen and ink, there was an invincible killing aura leaping off the paper.
“The words are good words, but it’s a pity ……”
Ye Qiu suddenly spoke out.
“Unfortunately what?”The Dragon King asked indifferently.
“It’s a pity that the killing aura is too heavy.”
Snap!
The Dragon King threw down the brush in his hand and raised his head, his gaze landing on Ye Qiu’s body.
Instantly.
Ye Qiu had the feeling of being stared at by an overwhelmingly ferocious beast, and the hairs on his body stood up.
Seeing this, Zhao Yun hurriedly said, “Ye Qiu, don’t apologise to the Dragon King yet.”
“You know calligraphy too?”The Dragon King asked without waiting for Ye Qiu to open his mouth to apologise.
“A little bit.”
There was a lot of knowledge about calligraphy in the Ye Family’s old ancestor’s inheritance.
“You just said that the killing aura is too heavy, do you think that my state of mind when I write is not right?”The Dragon King asked again.
Ye Qiu had no choice but to say stiffly, “The author of this lyric is Xin Qiji, who was a famous Southern Song anti-Jin general, who strongly advocated for the recovery of the Central Plains in his life, but was rejected and struck down, and was not appointed for a long time, and lived in idleness for nearly twenty years.”
“This lyric was made by Xin Qiji when he was disillusioned and living in Xinzhou.”
“In the lyric, he expresses his ambition to kill the enemy and serve the country, and to build up his fame. However, a poor white occurrence expresses Xin Qiji’s depression, pain and anger that he had no way to serve his country and could hardly tell!”
“And the words you wrote, with silver strokes and iron hooks and a strong killing aura, are diametrically opposed to the quietness of the lyricist’s heart, yet they are filled with an air of swallowing ten thousand miles like a tiger, which makes me think of Cao Cao’s poem: the old steed in the stable is aspiring for a thousand miles, and the martyr in his twilight years has a strong heart.”
The Dragon King stared at Ye Qiu, his eyes as deep as an abyss, not saying a word, but that huge aura on his body remained.
Ye Qiu was so nervous that cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
After a full two minutes, the Dragon King suddenly laughed out loud and said, “Ye Qiu, you are very good.”
Hearing these words, Ye Qiu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, the Dragon King amiably asked, “Ye Qiu, I didn’t disturb your work when I asked Zhao Yun to invite you, did I?”
“No.”
“That’s good.”The Dragon King put away the smile on his face again and said solemnly, “Ye Qiu, the reason I invited you over is that there’s something I want to ask for your help.”
“What is it?”Ye Qiu asked.
“I want to ask you to help cure me.”The Dragon King said, “I’m dying.”
