Volume 1, Chapter 114: Conversation at Banyueju.

Faced with Dongfang Shuo's question, Ye Tingmu was speechless. As expected, it was better not to have any ulterior motives in front of these saints who had lived for hundreds of years.

People can see through your thoughts at a glance.

He stood up, took the teapot, and refilled Dongfang Shuo's cup of tea.

Then he sat down and smoothed the wide-sleeved scholar's robe.

"Senior, you are a saint and have held a high position. I believe you must have met the current emperor. I will not beat around the bush. I came here today, firstly to admire your demeanor, and secondly for my second brother."

Dongfang Shuo raised his cup to his lips and sipped gently, his expression calm as he replied, "Ask whatever you want, my friend. I will answer you frankly. This is just a token of my gratitude."

When Ye Tingmu heard this, a solemn look appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"May I ask, Senior, does my second brother Feng He look similar to the current emperor, or exactly the same?"

When Dongfang Shuo heard the words, his hand that was holding the cup stopped under his beard, and a hint of suspicion hung on his peaceful face.

A first-class scholar actually talked to me about the current emperor in this way. I don’t know whether he was ignorant or fearless.

"I wonder why you ask that, young friend?"

Ye Tingmu did not hide anything, but told Dongfang Shuo what happened at the city gate today.

"When I entered the city today, I had a conflict with the Third Prince. My second brother got a little angry and drew his sword against him. Surprisingly, the Third Prince didn't get angry. Instead, he looked terrified and left. An old servant beside him was so frightened that he lost his voice and shouted... Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Dongfang Shuo put down the cup in his hand, stroked his beard with his right hand, and his eyes were particularly deep.

"In that case, there should be some similarities."

Ye Tingmu was a little confused after hearing this. Whether it is similar or not, don’t you know?

You are one of the Thirty-Six Saints of Kyushu and the teacher of the late emperor. How could you have never seen the current emperor?

This doesn't make sense.

Furthermore, if you had not seen the current emperor's reaction when he first saw Feng He, how could his reaction be so unusual?

He looked puzzled, frowned and said, "Senior, I don't quite understand what you said."

Dongfang Shuo glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. How could he not know what he was thinking? He only sighed and said with a somewhat helpless tone: "My friend, you don't know, I haven't left this Banyue Residence for thirty-five years. As for the current emperor, I have only seen him twice when he was young."

"Ah..." He shouted almost instinctively, with horror in his eyes.

Thirty-five years...

Dongfang Shuo didn't agree with his reaction.

Instead, he continued, "But your brother Feng He is indeed not an ordinary person. He is a descendant of the God Clan, born with blessings and blood given by God."

Ye Tingmu frowned and uttered two words softly.

"God race?"

It’s the God Clan again. That’s what the blind swordsman said that day.

He knew very little about the gods, he only knew that there were gods in the East China Sea, they were extremely powerful and their bodies were comparable to those of ferocious beast cubs.

My younger brother Feng He has been like this since he was young.

However, he could not be sure that he was a real god. Now that Dongfang Shuo said so, he thought that Feng He must be a god without a doubt.

Dongfang Shuo saw Ye Tingmu lost in thought and poured him a cup of tea. His elder voice spoke slowly, "All living things possess spirits. This land once nurtured eight great divine races. They were born with destiny and naturally possessed the ability to cultivate. Your second brother, although he hasn't cultivated, possesses a profound divine essence and is naturally capable of the four realms of separation and integration. Naturally, he's a divine race."

Ye Tingmu came back to his senses and asked quickly.

"May I ask, Senior, my brother is from the Jiuzhou Dynasty God Clan."

Dongfang Shuo did not answer, but made a gesture of invitation.

"Drink tea, my friend. It tastes bad when it gets cold."

Ye Tingmu was going crazy.

I no longer had the mood to drink tea, but I still pretended to be calm and relaxed my brows.

After a while, Dongfang Shuo finally said, "Whether he is from the Chao clan or not, you should be the one asking, not me. Didn't you raise him? How could you not know?"

Ye Tingmu's eyes were cold and his tone was somewhat aggressive.

"Senior, to be honest, when I first met him, my second brother's entire village was massacred. He luckily survived and was wanted by the government for treason. That's why I want to know the truth."

Looking at Ye Tingmu's clenched fist, Dongfang Shuo continued to ask: "I wonder which army is wanted by whom?"

He looked up and met his gaze, saying in a serious tone, "Northern rogue..."

Dongfang Shuo's expression changed again when he heard this, and then he stood up under Ye Tingmu's gaze.

Although he was an old man, his body was straight. He paced to the window and looked out.

"So, your guess is probably right. Your second brother may really be the fourth son of the current emperor."

He stood up suddenly and asked, "Really?"

Dongfang Shuo in front of him, as a saint, would naturally not say something without basis. If he said yes, then it was, but he still wanted a definite answer.

"Although I haven't left this place for a long time, I have heard some of the great events in this world. Fifteen years ago, the current emperor gave birth to his fourth son, which caused a sensation in the court and the country. I see that your younger brother, although he looks rough and looks like an adult, is actually only fifteen years old, so he can be considered the same age."

Ye Tingmu came to her side and asked in confusion: "Giving birth to a fourth child, what's so shocking about that?"

In his opinion, giving birth to a prince was just a big deal. Could it be that this fourth child was born with strange phenomena in heaven and earth?

Dongfang Shuo chuckled and said, "If it were an ordinary family, giving birth to four sons would not be unusual, but for the Chao family to give birth to four sons would be a world wonder, and its shocking degree would be no less than a strange phenomenon appearing in the sky."

"Senior, where did you get this from?"

"My friend, you are a scholar, don't you know even this common sense?"

It was the same question as what I asked Li Muyi during the day. Just because I am a scholar, should I know about the royal family's affairs?

Since I came to this world, I have been living deep in the mountains for five years. I usually interact with farmers in the mountains. Occasionally, I go out to hunt monsters, but I only deal with the monsters.

"Senior, I read books of sages and have never been interested in royal affairs. If it weren't for my second brother, I wouldn't be so concerned."

Dongfang Shuo heard this and turned to look at him, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

As we all know, scholars in the world study hard for nothing more than fame and fortune, so that their names will be on the list of successful candidates in the future.

Of course, he wanted to know about the affairs of the court, especially the affairs of the royal family.

But the young man in front of him seemed to be unaware of it.

It is rare to see someone studying not for fame or fortune, which made him look up to him even more highly.

"Well, then I will tell you about the Chao royal family and clear up your doubts."

Ye Tingmu bowed and said, "Thank you very much, Senior."

PS: Ahahaha…

I forgot to set the timer, so this chapter will be published on March 23rd.