Chapter 790 There Is Hope

Qingyuzi still has some attainments in Fengshui, so Zhen Fan nodded in affirmation to him. All the high-ranking families lived in this garden, and sentry posts walking around the garden could be seen from time to time. But without questioning anyone, the two of them entered a small three-story building with a small front ping without hindrance, which looked a bit old.

Hearing a few cars on the front lawn, Zhen Fan parked the car side by side with those cars. After getting out of the car, the three of them walked to the door. Qing Yuzi knocked on the door, and a young girl came over to open it. Door', looks 'quite' comely, with a little freckles on the nose. She looked at Qing Yuzi and said, "May I ask who you are...""

"I made an appointment with Vice Premier Wang, and I have brought the guests he wants to meet!" Qing Yuzi didn't make a fuss, but waited there quietly, "Please tell me, just say yes Daoist Priest Qingyuzi is here."

"Wait a moment!" The girl nodded to him politely, and closed the door without any hassle. Obviously she didn't fully trust Daoist Qing Yuzi. After a while, she came to open the 'door', and there was a young man in his twenties and eighteen years old standing beside her. The young man saw Qing Yuzi, and said with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry, Daoist, I kept you waiting."

Qingyuzi nodded, turned to the young man and said, "That's what I said, my master!"

The young man hurried forward, stretched out his hand to Zhen Fan and said with a smile, "I've heard about you for a long time, and I saw you today. It's a great honor. Please come in, please come in!"

Zhen Fan nodded, and entered the 'door' with Melissa, and then entered the hall through the side 'door'. The hall is relatively spacious and furnished relatively plainly. It's a bit antique. Simple and not luxurious, but one can tell that it looks like a scholarly family. Nodding, under the young man's "please" gesture. Sitting on the sofa next to the guest.

"My name is Wang Dongsheng, you can just call me Xiao Wang." The young man did not sit down, but stood beside Qing Yuzi, and smiled at Zhen Fan, "You are the master of the Taoist priest, just like a The same as my elders." This posture is low enough, it seems that the tutor is not bad. Zhen Fan nodded secretly.

At this time, I heard someone coming down the stairwell, and a burly elder in his fifties appeared at the stairway, and then he stretched out a hand and said with a smile: "Master Dao, I hope you will come to me once." You, a distinguished guest, are usually not invited, alas, if it weren't for my father's health, I'm afraid you wouldn't come in person!"

Qingyuzi stood up, shook hands with the elder and said with a smile: "I'm a person of idle clouds and wild cranes. I'm used to idleness, and I'm not used to walking around, but Minzhi is my old friend. I'm coming to see it, and I feel uneasy! Qingyuzi sighed, then turned around and said to Zhen Fan who had stood up, "This is my new master I mentioned to you!"

"I know, I know. Mr. Zhen, hello!" The old man laughed and walked over.

Then he stretched out his hand and held Zhen Fan tightly, and then said mockingly, "I... still make some empirical mistakes. Yesterday, when Daoist Qingyuzi mentioned you, I still found it incredible. See you today." When I saw you, I felt that I made a mistake. The ancients said that the master is the teacher. I only saw your age, but I ignored your attainments in Taoism!"

Zhen Fan shook hands, and then a few people sat down. He looked at the old man and said with a smile: "You must be Vice Premier Wang. I saw it on TV before. Actually... when you came, I just said Let me do the math for you. I don’t know if you believe in our Taoist divination or not?”

Vice Premier Wang nodded deeply and said: "This is not a simple question of whether to believe or not. Too many treasures left by our ancestors have been misunderstood by people, regarded as pseudoscience, or even Treating it as a feudal 'superstition', this is not very good, it is overkill, we also had senior leaders back then, and they went to Xishan to ask about it."

This answer is very ingenious. Asking questions does not necessarily mean engaging in feudal superstition, and his tone has already been set. The things left by the ancestors can be discussed and passed on, as long as they are not feudal superstitions. Zhen Fan just smiled without saying a word, Qing Yuzi nodded, there is no need to argue about this position, what matters now is his father Wang Minzhi's body.

The three of them kept talking in the hall, but they didn't talk about anything. Basically, Vice Premier Wang asked, and Zhen Fan replied that Zhen Fan had nothing to hide. He just talked about his life in the United States, and at the same time he said Vice Premier Wang may not understand some moral things, but to Qing Yuzi, every single word is like a golden word, and he scratches his ear and cheek, and is overjoyed.

Although Deputy Prime Minister Wang felt a little strange about Qingyuzi's performance, he still had to keep improving Zhen Fan's status in his heart. It seemed that he was able to be Qingyuzi's master, and he really had something special about him. The young man stayed by his side all the time without saying a word. And the little girl with freckles on her nose hasn't appeared since she served the three of them a cup of tea.

"Just now, Mr. Zhen, you also said that you can count for my father..."

"Yeah, I've already calculated it. People have star traces, and Elder Wang's body has reached its peak. Even in such a treasured place of geomantic omen, his body will not be harmed by any disease, but there will be a time when the oil will run out. This is the way of nature, and it is also the result of the natural creation of the trajectory of heaven and earth." Zhen Fan said calmly.

"So...there is no other way!" Vice Premier Wang sighed. When the manpower is limited after all, it seems that even Zhen Fan, as Qingyuzi's master, may have no other way. When Qing Yuzi heard this, she couldn't help but feel dark. Mr. Wang is also considered to be an irreversible 'friend'. Not long after Mr. Wang participated in the revolution, he became 'friends' with Qing Yuzi for a special reason. The two have been together for decades, which can be regarded as quite hypocritical .

Since the master can't think of a way, then there is really nothing that can change the fate of Mr. Wang. Qing Yuzi sighed, then shook his head to Vice Premier Wang and said: "Everything will have its day. It's better to be cautious. You have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, and the country is at a critical point. You must take care of your health , don’t touch your roots!”

Vice Premier Wang forced a smile. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Zhen Fan say: "Forget it, let's meet. It's considered a relationship. You gave me a favor, and I'll give you one back. Neither will owe you anything in the future. Do you think it's good?" If it is said from an ordinary population, some people will definitely think that he is crazy. Actually want to draw a clear line with the Prime Minister, no one owes each other, what's wrong with the brain 'twitching'?

But from Zhen Fan's mouth. Not only Qing Yuzi thought it was normal, but even Vice Premier Wang felt that there was nothing wrong with it. He knew what his father's situation was like. The cells of the whole body have basically lost their vitality, the top doctors in the country. Whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, or even the best doctor from Germany, they all declare that there is nothing they can do, and they will not live for ten days. But relying on Qingyuzi's Taoist vitality. It is really not easy to be able to persist until now and live for more than half a month. So he had this sentence: "After this time, how many years can I protect my father?"

"Ten years!" Zhen Fan said lightly.

Ten years is the time limit for me to complete my mission. Think about it, these ten years are the time for me to show my talents and make more changes for this country and nation that can make her better. So he nodded. With a serious face, he said: "What do you need me to do for you? As long as it doesn't violate party discipline and state laws, I will do what I can for you!" This promise is relatively heavy. It is the dream of many people.

Zhen Fan smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "I said, I will pay you a favor, and then I will not owe each other. How can I take back what I said? Take me up to see Mr. Wang!" He stood up slowly, turned to Melissa and said, "You are right here!"

Melissa nodded. She knew these things, and she couldn't participate in them. Fortunately, that young man, Wang Dongsheng, didn't go up together, but stayed in the hall with Melissa, smiling slightly, making people feel as if they were soaking in the spring breeze. Melissa didn't feel any restraint either, she sat quietly waiting for Zhen Fan.

In a room on the second floor, on a classic 'bed' with carved 'flowers', a haggard old man was lying on the 'bed', his eyes were weak, and beside him stood a little girl who was given to Zhen Fan and the others just now. The one who opened the 'door' saw Vice Premier Wang and his party coming in, so he hurried out of the 'door' and took the 'door' behind him.

"Father, I found you a doctor!" Vice Premier Wang stepped forward, squatted down, almost knelt in front of the 'bed', and gently held the hand that looked like a dry bone, his heart was sore, and his eyes were filled with pain. Can't help getting wet.

The old man opened his eyes, looked at the few people in front of his 'bed', and was able to recognize them, so he smiled with some difficulty, and said intermittently: "Such a grown-up, he has become the pillar of the country. He started acting like a child, and started to panic. Anyone who can come with my old friend, no matter what kind of doctor he is, is clearly a Taoist priest!"

It's all like this, and his mind is still so clear, Zhen Fan couldn't help smiling, and walked up to him, Vice Premier Wang hurriedly stepped aside, and put down his father's hand, but Zhen Fan took it over and 'touched' it Touching his pulse, he nodded and said, "Old man, your body can still recover, don't worry."

"My family knows my own affairs, so I don't need to talk about my situation. I know that this time, even Brother Qingyuzi has nothing to do. How many days can I live? Forget it, it's a waste of money. Isn't it a waste of money? The country’s money? Don’t waste it on me, an old man who is dying.” The old man slowly closed his eyes and shook his head slightly. Now he is struggling to speak, and he is a little out of breath after talking too much.

Zhen Fan didn't argue, and according to his pulse, a stream of Taoist's "fine" inner breath slowly entered the old man's body, then wandered through the eight extraordinary meridians, and finally gathered under the dantian. This place is like the sun of the human body, it is the source of all things, and all vitality comes from here.

The old man was shocked suddenly, and opened his eyes suddenly. Although he was still a little tired, his spirit was obviously different, much better than before. He looked at Zhen Fan in disbelief, then at Qingyuzi, and couldn't help pointing at him and laughing: "Okay, okay, Qingyuzi, you bastard, where did you invite an expert? It seems that you really spent a lot of effort to save me!"

Unexpectedly, his action of standing up, pointing at Qing Yuzi and laughing shocked everyone, then Vice Premier Wang looked at Zhen Fan happily, then at his father, and said in a trembling voice : "This... this is really hopeful!".