Soldier
Cui Jingxian was trembling with fear. Ying Fengyan was not a petty person, or perhaps it could be said that she had seen too much over the years. Cui Jingxian's performance was considered good.
"Prince Nankai, is your father alright?”
Ying Fengyan sat down and said indifferently.
Cui Jingxian wanted to sit down and act more magnanimous, but he did not dare.
"Your Majesty, Father is well.”
Cui Jingxian said respectfully. He secretly sighed in his heart. He should have no hope.
This was good too!
Although Ying Fengyan was extremely beautiful, any man would want to marry her.
But it was a pity that Ying Fengyan had the additional identity of the Emperor.
As the saying goes, accompanying the ruler is like accompanying a tiger!
If he had to be so nervous every day, he might as well be the prince now.
After chatting for a while, Cui Jingxian tactfully took his leave.
"Feng Yan, you scared another one away!”
The empress dowager said helplessly.
All these years, in order to win Feng Yan's marriage, the Empress Dowager's head had turned white from worry.
A God Monarch was not randomly chosen.
It was not bad for a monarch to come out of the aristocratic family, but there were also strong and weak aristocratic families.
There were only a handful of aristocratic families that were worthy of Ying Fengyan's status.
Secondly, they had to be outstanding, have good cultivation talent, have a high level of education, have a good reputation, and be of a suitable age.
There were not many people who could satisfy such conditions.
However, every time Ying Fengyan came, she would scare away another one.
Those who wanted to get married to the empress would always have a solemn look on their faces at first, but after seeing Ying Fengyan, they would look like a pig.
And then…
He never mentioned anything about becoming an Emperor.
That Cui Jingxian had already performed very well just now, but he probably would not dare to have any ideas about the Emperor in the future.
"You don't like this or that. How can there be such a perfect man in this world for you to choose from?!!”
The empress dowager was also helpless. The child was too outstanding. It was too difficult to find a match!!!
"Feng Yan, aijia…”
"Mother, I still have things to deal with. I'll leave first!”
Hearing the empress dowager's words, Ying Fengyan quickly found an excuse to escape.
The mother who urged him to get married, he couldn't afford to offend her!
It could only be said that different worlds had the same mother.
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Compared to Ying Fengyan who had a headache, Ye Fan was in a good mood.
Yesterday, because of Niu Dali, who had walked right into the trap, the system generously gave Ye Fan 600 points. The reason was that at least 200 people had died at Niu Dali's hands in the past few years. If it wasn't for Ye Fan, there might have been more people in the future.
Receiving such good news early in the morning, Ye Fan came to the shop in a good mood. He took a sip of tea and began his work for the day.
"Number six, number fifteen, number forty-eight!!”
Soon, customer number six sat in front of Ye Fan.
He was an old man in his 80s or 90s. His grandson helped him sit on the chair in front of Ye Fan.
"Master Ye, my grandfather knows about your situation and must come over to look for you.”
"Please calculate for my grandfather.”
The old man's grandson said politely. He was dressed simply, but the jade pendant on his waist was extremely extraordinary.
Ye Fan estimated that the value of this jade pendant was no less than 100,000 taels.
A piece of jade was equivalent to a three-door courtyard. It was a godly tycoon.
The old man trembled slightly as he took out a neatly folded yellowed piece of paper from his pocket.
"Grandmaster Ye, this is the will my comrade wrote before he died. He saved my life and asked me to return to hand this will to his family.”
"But it was useless. I couldn't find his family.”
The old man's eyes were filled with tears.
Beside him, the old man's grandson said," Master Ye, this matter is my grandfather's lifelong regret. Please help, Master Ye. We will definitely repay you handsomely!"”
Because of Great Qin's geographical location, it bordered several neighboring Kingdoms. Some Kingdoms were not weaker than Great Qin, so there had always been friction at the borders.
The system transmitted some information about the old man into Ye Fan's mind. Ye Fan was filled with respect.
The old man used to be an ordinary soldier in the frontier, but he was brave in battle and had sacrificed a lot for the country!
Judging from the old man's current condition, it could be seen that this old man had the cultivation of a Martial King.
In the Ling Tian Continent, the lifespan of a commoner could reach 80 years. As long as one was a martial artist, they could easily live to 100 years old. As for a Martial King, they could live to at least 120 years old.
The old man looked like he was in his eighties. If he was converted to an ordinary person, he would be in his fifties. However, the old man now needed to be supported because he had too many internal injuries. As he got older, they would erupt all of a sudden.
The old man had indeed retired because he was seriously injured in a battle. After he retired, he relied on his flexible mind to do business and earned a lot of money. The money he donated to the families of his fallen comrades alone exceeded one million taels of silver.
No matter which world it was, soldiers should be respected, not to mention that this was a soldier who had made great contributions to the country.
"Old Master Hu, don't worry. Your comrade's surname is Zhou, and his name is Zhou Qing.”
"You were 18 years old when you joined the army. Zhou Qing was three years older than you and already had a two-year-old child. He was also your sergeant.”
The old man looked at Ye Fan in pleasant surprise.
It was almost sixty years ago, and Ye Fan could actually calculate it too.
Although he heard from his grandson that Ye Fan was very magical, he did not have much hope.
After all, it had been too long!
"Right, right, Master Ye, you're right! Master Ye, where is Brother Zhou's family?”
"I can't find it. I've let Brother Zhou down.”
The old man's face was covered in tears, and he was choking up as he spoke.
"Old man, don't be too agitated!" Ye Fan hurriedly said. Zhou Qing's son was still alive, but his wife had passed away two years ago.”
"After Zhou Qing joined the army, his father passed away.”
"Zhou Qing's wife took her son to the countryside to observe filial piety.”
"Later, when I found out that Zhou Qing died in battle, they lived in the countryside. I wrote down the address of Zhou Qing's family.”
Ye Fan picked up a brush and wrote down Zhou Qing's family's address.
Master Ye, thank you, thank you!"
The old man stood up and was about to bow.
Ye Fan dodged to the side." Old man, I can't do that. Aren't you taking my life?"”
Seeing Ye Fan dodge, the old man also roughly knew the taboos of fortune-tellers, so he did not insist on bowing.
He looked at his grandson.”
The old man's grandson was called Hu Changxing. He quickly said,""Grandpa, of course I'll bring it."
As he spoke, Hu Chang Xing took out a deed to the house.
"Grandmaster Ye, follow me to the government office to register your name. This house is yours. This house isn't very far from here. It's a three-door courtyard.”
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