Chapter 250 Dapeng Appears
Chu Yian didn't think twice and hit Qin Rang with his elbow to stop him from saying anything else.
Qin Rang groaned, holding his stomach with a look of pain on his face.
"Why did you hit me? Be gentle. I'm your brother. Is this how you treat your brother?"
Qi Ze looked over.
Chu Yian looked downstairs again, without even giving him an extra glance: "Mr. Dapeng's book is so good, how dare you curse her like that?"
"If she doesn't write anymore in the future, will you write it for me?"
Qin Rang: ...
Chu Yian stopped talking. The more he spoke, the more mistakes he made. The Qin family members were extremely sensitive, and there was also Qi Ze in the room.
We still have to stay steady.
Qin Rang rubbed his stomach and glanced at Qi Ze.
Qi Ze gave a thumbs up: "Just spoil her."
Chu Yian is really brave. She even dares to attack her husband's brother. If it were another family, they would not have tolerated her.
Qin Rang didn't care at all: "We've never had a girl since she was little, and now that we finally have one, it's okay for her to be spoiled. You should understand."
Qi Ze: ...
Chu Yian rarely felt guilty. He glanced at his face and expressed his concern in a sloppy manner: "Does it hurt?"
Qin Rang lowered his eyes and looked at her: "It hurts."
Chu Yian: "Bear with it."
Qin Rang chuckled: "Okay."
Qi Ze: ...
The whispers downstairs quickly spread throughout the room, and everyone looked up.
"Mr. Dapeng, you're not coming, are you?"
"Huh? I've been looking forward to this for a long time and paid extra to get this spot. How come this happened?"
"Still on the way? How about waiting a while?"
"How is that possible? How could she be late for such an important occasion? She must not have planned to come in the first place."
The discussions became louder and louder, and Chu Yian was really getting anxious.
Even though I believe in Qin Huaishu, it's not a good idea to keep dragging it on like this.
The expressions of the great scholars present all looked unhappy.
They came all the way to Shengjing not to attend some great scholar exchange meeting.
They came here just for Dapeng.
But Dapeng stood them up, so there was no way they would be happy.
The manager waited for a while and looked in one direction.
He coughed, not knowing what instructions he had received, interrupting the whispers.
After everyone quieted down, he said loudly: "Today..."
However, before he could finish his words, a loud voice suddenly came from outside the building: "Mr. Dapeng is here!"
In an instant, everyone who had been sitting down stood up and looked towards the door.
Chu Yian was also shocked.
Everyone was looking at the door, excitement, thrill and anticipation spreading.
The murderous intent was also gathering.
In everyone's sight, four people in white clothes came in carrying a very simple sedan chair.
The sedan was extremely simple, made of four fairly sturdy pieces of wood wrapped together, with an exquisitely crafted chair placed on top, covered with thick cushions and blankets.
Mr. Dapeng was carried in sitting on a chair.
A middle-aged man walked beside the sedan, his face solemn and his eyes red.
This sudden scene caught everyone present off guard.
Everyone looked at the sitting 'Dapeng' stupidly, feeling that they were hallucinating.
He looked emaciated, with a gaunt face, wrinkles of old age crowded together, and his hair was so white that there was not a single black strand to be found.
His cloudy eyes were a little dazed, and his hands were trembling as he was carried to the front of the stage.
After putting down the sedan, the four men in white clothes quickly untied the ropes tied to the chair.
They carried Dapeng onto the stage using the chair he was sitting on, and then stepped aside.
The Zhuangyuan Building was obviously packed, but at this moment it was so quiet that it seemed as if there was no one there.
Not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
Dong Jingwen opened his cloudy eyes wide, his hands were shaking, and disbelief flashed in his eyes.
Not just him, almost everyone is like him.
There was dead silence upstairs and downstairs.
They expected that the person who could write a book like "The Great Qin Empire" could not be young.
Without a certain amount of experience and knowledge, it is impossible to write such a book.
But no matter how they thought about it, they never expected Dapeng to be so old.
The four men in white stood beside him, their eyes red, and they looked as if they were ready to bury him at any time.
No one spoke, even the manager, who was used to seeing storms, didn't react.
Dapeng's hands were shaking violently. He used all his strength to shake them slightly and called the middle-aged man with red eyes over.
He opened his mouth and uttered a word with difficulty: "Go, go..."
The middle-aged man suppressed his sadness and stood up and bowed to Dong Jingwen: "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, sir. I'm not feeling well and was delayed on the way here. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."
He did not attack Dong Jingwen for forcing "Dapeng" to show up despite his already bad physical condition, nor did he emphasize how bad "Dapeng"'s physical condition was.
It just perfectly explained why they were late.
It was precisely this kind of explanation that instantly made everyone present look hideous.
The person's health was already poor and his time of death was approaching, yet they still forced him to show up.
Chu Yian also opened his eyes wide in shock at this scene.
She knew that Qin Huaishu was kind and tolerant to his family, but cruel to outsiders, and even more cruel to those with ulterior motives.
But I didn't expect it to be so cruel.
Just carried a dying person over here...
Chu Yian didn't show it on his face, but in his heart he had already lit a room full of candles for Dong Jingwen.
Whether he knows it or not, his reputation will be seriously damaged after today.
If 'Dapeng' unfortunately died here, Chu Yian didn't dare to imagine how miserable Dong Jingwen's future life would be.
It’s cruel, really too cruel.
I thought Qin Huaishu only wanted to fool around today and preserve Dapeng's reputation.
Unexpectedly, he pushed the shit thrown by the other party back into the other party's mouth.
The middle-aged man downstairs looked at Dong Jingwen and the group of great scholars with a serious expression, and bowed again regardless of their reaction.
"My name is Qu Shuyang, a student of Mr. Dapeng."
"To be honest, the teacher had the idea of writing a book a long time ago. He wanted to bring together various ideas and write a unique book."
"So I traveled all over the world, made many friends, and told like-minded people about my long-cherished wish."
"Although they each had their own concerns, they still agreed to do it in order to help the teacher realize his dream."
"From then on, people began to travel around, collecting folk anecdotes, meeting people with ideas and ambitions, and bringing their ideas together."
“It provides teachers with a lot to write about.”
"Combining those contents, the teacher made a lot of revisions, pondered for many years, and finally published the book with great effort."
"It's just that everyone has seen the teacher's health. He knew that his time was running out, so by chance he accepted me as his disciple."
"I hope that even if he is gone, someone will be able to finish writing this book."
"I've been with the teacher for some time and have helped to organize a lot of things."
"If you have any questions, I will tell you everything I know."
"It's just that the teacher is unwell. I hope you can keep it short and let the teacher go home to recuperate as soon as possible."
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