90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 88: Monument

Ancient Town, Wu Family, Family Meeting Room.

Wu Fansheng and Wu Yuandong stood among them, looking ugly.

"Third child, you drained the liquidity of the industry in your hand instantly, and you also used some means to mortgage the industry. You borrowed an emergency loan from the bank, totaling 1.5 billion Yuan, and finally sent all the money to the antique auction house. On the account, don't you have something that you want to explain?"

Wu Yuanchun, a descendant of the Wu Family, was also the eldest son. With a cold blue suit on his body, he looked at Wu Yuandong like a superior looking down at his underling, his voice was cold.

"Yes, Third Child, although our Wu Family is rich, we cannot spend money like this! The part of the property in your hands is strictly family-owned. If you need to use it in an emergency, you should at least tell your family, right?"

Wu Yuanxia, the second son of the Wu Family, wearing a white suit, was rude when speaking.

As the voices of the two of them came, the atmosphere in this conference room gradually became weird.

On the main seat, there was an old man wearing a white shirt with a majestic face and gray hair. At this moment, there was a hint of anger on the old man's face. He was the current head of the Wu Family, Wu Houde.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, and patriarch, I did not handle this matter properly, but the matter is urgent, and we have no extra time to consider. the antiques are all for gifting to one person!" Wu Yuandong stepped forward.

Born in Wu Family, in the eyes of outsiders, was an extremely lucky thing, many people would not be able to cultivate this kind of luck for several lifetimes.

But Wu Yuandong clearly had different feelings. As the patriarch was too old, the family property was about to be divided, there was no feeling between the brothers, all were thinking about how to kill you instead.

"Gifting a person?" Hearing this, Wu Houde was no longer silent and spoke coldly.

The meeting room suddenly became extremely quiet. The expressions on the faces of the Wu Family members sitting in it were varied from each other.

Wu Yuanchun and Wu Yuanxia looked gloating.

Other people either had deep eyes or a lively smile on their faces.

Wu Yuandong did not speak.

Wu Fansheng at this moment couldn't help it. Although the old man of the Wu Family was very powerful, he was far worse than Ye Bei, so at this time, he had a lot of confidence, "Yes, patriarch, we gave it to a person. That person is much more powerful than the Zhao Family in Q City and even better than the Old Immortal in Kunlun Mountain. As long as we can make friends with him, our Wu Family can be very happy! What is a mere 1.5 billion counted as?"

Wu Fansheng said it seriously.

Puff...

But after these words fell, many of the Wu Family members in the meeting room couldn't help but burst out laughing. 

"A person more powerful than the Zhao Family and the Old Immortal? Will he take your things?" 

"Wu Fansheng, you are a junior, you are not qualified to intervene here, and there are some things that are bothersome to think about before. What kind of existence the Old Immortal and the Zhao Family are, I am afraid you still don't know about it." 

In the meeting room, several Wu's direct descendants, this time they attacked unceremoniously. 

Dong, dong, dong!

However, in this conference room, when the atmosphere was extremely tense, a quick knock on the door came.

Under normal circumstances, interruptions were not allowed during family meetings.

So when they heard this sound, everyone trembled suddenly. Could it be that at this time, something had happened at the Ancient Town?

Ancient Street No. 32 Gallery.

Ye Bei sat at the table, with nine dishes and a pot of wine still on top.

Wang Gu unbuttoned his apron, he stood aside and took out the wine glass, and whispered in his mouth, "Old Master, there is still some Clear Night Wine, would you like to drink it?"

"No need." Ye Bei's voice was very weak.

That familiar wine, after a thousand years, one drink was enough.

Wang Gu put down the wine glass and thought about it for a while and continued, "Old Master, I always feel that the people at the auction are going to come to make trouble. When they came to the Ancient Town, they brought a lot of bodyguards, and the calligraphy and paintings of the ancestor were too attractive to them. Now, they will definitely do whatever it takes to get it."

"Eat the food!" Ye Bei didn't care at all, he picked up his chopsticks, randomly put a piece of meat into his mouth, and chewed gently.

"Yes, sir." Wang Gu nodded. Then he sat down, picked up the chopsticks, and ate quietly without asking more questions.

At the dinner table, it was very quiet.

After eating quite a lot of food, Ye Bei said quietly, "Wang Gu, how old are you this year?"

Clatter!

Wang Gu put down his chopsticks and thought for a few seconds, "Master, I am 79 this year."

"Then do you know Wang Xiu's birthday?" Ye Bei continued to ask.

Wang Gu's body was a little startled, his eyes showed a trace of sadness, but he was also a little proud, "I know, my old man is 108 this year, he was born in the year of the Cock. At that time, the country was still in the war. The old man could survive in that environment and became famous in the ancient town, which is really impressive." (A/N: Cock(Chicken) is one of the East Asia's Zodiacs.)

"Yeah!" Ye Bei nodded slightly, "Where are your wife and children?"

"They dislike these arts and think that they are worthless. So they went abroad many years ago. When the ancient town was renovated, father sold a few plots of land and had a certain amount of money were all taken away by those guys, and now there is very little contact!" In Wang Gu's voice, there was a bit of sourness. He was obsessed with art, but it was a pity that with the changes of times, even his relatives could understand it.

"Wang Xiu is very good, he has something he is obsessed with, and even after sixty years, he has not forgotten his original intention; you are not bad too, you can stay here with him for decades! As for your family members, don't worry about it. The times have changed, their choice is not incorrect." Ye Bei said softly.

"What Old Master said is right." After listening to Ye Bei, Wang Gu seemed to have some enlightenment, but he was not very clear. Anyhow, when he answered this, his mind became a lot more open at this moment.

Ye Bei also put down his chopsticks at this time, and there were still a lot of nine dishes on the table.

With fewer people, it was not easy to eat all of these dishes.

"Nothing will happen tomorrow, Wang Gu, at that time, you will set up a monument for Wang Xiu at the willow tree where Clear Night is hidden in the backyard." Ye Bei's voice did not contain any emotions. In the endless and ruthless years, he saw too many deaths of his old friends. Now, Wang Xiu was just one of them.

Wang Gu nodded: "Master, I have thought about this too, but what is written on the tombstone?"

"The lofty ambitions will rise into the sky, and the beauty of spring will be everywhere in China."

After that, Ye Bei slowly stood up.

"Yes, sir." Wang Gu's body swayed a little, using this poem to describe Wang Xiu's life could be said to be more appropriate.

After that, Ye Bei walked towards the inner courtyard of the gallery.

As night came again, the sky was full of little glittering stars.

At the spring equinox, the sky in the entire Ancient Town was slightly red under the lights.

When Ye Bei appeared in the inner courtyard, a cool breeze blew, and a faint smell of blood drifted into his nose.

Ye Bei stepped forward, his movement was very light, then he pushed open the door of the inner courtyard, and walked in the direction of the Peaceful Restaurant again.