Chapter 115 No One Sees Me
Siheyuan have certain regulations and vary in size.
It can be roughly divided into three types: large Sihe, medium Sihe and small Sihe.
Large courtyard houses are often customarily referred to as "big mansions".
The place where the Lu family lived was the "Da Zhaimen".
The houses are arranged in seven parts, seven in the south and seven in the north, and are connected by several courtyards.
There are many courtyards, including the front yard, back yard, east yard, west yard, stables, etc.
There are also corridors connecting various places in the courtyard, which looks very luxurious.
At this time, an extremely majestic and powerful horse, which was completely red without any other color, was tied to the stable that had been abandoned for a long time.
"Oh my god, such a majestic horse, one must be worth millions, right?"
"Millions? You're dreaming!"
"Yes, remember the 2008 Olympics? Hua Tian represented the Chinese people in the competition. There were 225 participating horses with a total value of hundreds of millions. On average, each horse cost more than 4 million. The most expensive one was worth 70 million. Do you think that 70 million horse can compare to this majestic horse in front of you?"
"This divine horse is huge. It is said that a real person rode it from Thailand to the capital overnight. Just imagine how fast it is. 70 million? In my opinion, 300 million is about right!"
The young men of the Lu family couldn't help but exclaim in amazement as they surrounded the Red Hare.
It is more than 480 kilometers from Tai'an to Beijing by highway.
Obviously, horses cannot travel on the highway, so the distance they have to run is much longer, possibly more than 600 kilometers.
You should know that the fastest horse in the world can only run at a speed of more than 60 kilometers per hour, and it can only run at its maximum speed for 20 to 30 minutes at most.
What about this red horse in front of you?
Traveling five or six hundred kilometers overnight!
Everyone knows how valuable such a majestic beast is. Two or three hundred million is still a conservative estimate!
Backyard, inside the living room.
Lu Tingsong, Lu Laosan and four or five other people who are currently in power in the Lu family all looked at the real person sitting on the armchair and drinking tea with admiration.
On the left side of the Immortal stood two of his disciples, Xu Xiaoli and Lu Shisheng.
Among them, Lu Shisheng was like Zhou Cang in Romance of the Three Kingdoms, holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade with one hand.
Suddenly, Fang Yi raised his head and looked in the direction of the stable, put down the teacup, chuckled and shook his head.
Lu Tingsong didn't understand, so he smiled and asked, "Master, are you dissatisfied with the tea?"
Fang Yi shook his head and said, "The tea is good, but I heard that the conversation between the people at the horse horn was quite interesting."
It was indeed quite interesting. The group of Lu family disciples thought they had ridden Red Hare for five or six hundred kilometers overnight, but in fact it did not take that long at all.
He also found a hotel to rest for the night last night.
It's not that I'm sleepy or tired, but that I'm looking for a place to repair my soul.
It's just that the injury this time is a bit serious.
It is expected that it will take another day or two of seclusion to fully recover.
Therefore, the Red Hare’s running speed did not reach five or six hundred kilometers overnight.
One morning to be exact.
And Fang Yi knew that this was not the Red Hare's maximum speed.
If I run as fast as I can, I think 300 kilometers per hour would be no problem.
It can be said to be a real BMW.
Well, the reason why it is so fast is because Red Hare is not a living creature, but actually a magic weapon.
Considering that I still need to retreat to recover my soul.
Fang Yi said directly: "I have also drunk the tea. Take me to see the old man. After I cure his illness, you can arrange a quiet room for me. I want to go into seclusion."
Lu Tingsong quickly stood up and said, "Okay, okay, thank you, Master."
"Thank you, Masamune."
"Thank you very much."
Lu Laosan and the others all stood up to express their gratitude.
Everyone was just about to go out.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man ran in hurriedly from outside and whispered in Lu Tingsong's ear.
Lu Tingsong frowned slightly and kept looking at Fang Yi, seeming to be hesitant and not knowing how to start.
Fang Yi was so skilled that he naturally couldn't be unaware of what had happened. He continued to walk out, saying calmly, "No."
When Lu Tingsong heard this, he said to the middle-aged man, "Go, tell them that I am closing the door to visitors today, and I will apologize to everyone tomorrow."
The middle-aged man said, "Yes."
Fang Yi glanced at Lu Tingsong and said with a smile, "People came to see me, and you said you would close the door to them. Aren't you afraid of offending them?"
Lu Tingsong said with a smile on his face: "The real person came all the way to the capital to treat my father. Since the real person doesn't want to see those people, I should be the villain."
Fang Yi was becoming more and more satisfied with Lu Tingsong's attitude. After thinking for a while, he said to the middle-aged man, "Go out and tell them that I am a little tired after traveling all night today. Ask them to leave a visiting card and come back in a few days when I am free."
Lu Tingsong hurriedly thanked him again and said, "Thank you, Master."
Lu Laosan and others also showed gratitude.
Of course they knew that the real person could completely avoid seeing the group of people outside.
The reason why I agreed to let that group of people leave a visiting card and meet up again in a few days was really to give the Lu family enough face.
Or to give Lu Tingsong face.
As the saying goes, reciprocity is the best policy.
Although Fang Yi now has become indifferent to most people.
But Lu Tingsong showed enough goodwill.
He would like to make some friends.
If not for yourself, then for your parents.
After all, parents live by rules.
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At the same time, the news that the two super bosses, Lao Ning and Lao Zhao, brought their family members to meet the real person but were refused spread quickly.
For a time, the whole capital was laughing at him.
"Haha, Lao Zhao and Lao Ning have lost so much face this time!"
"They are so high-ranking and came to visit me in person, but they were turned away. I almost burst out laughing."
"I guess Lao Zhao and Lao Ning won't be able to hold their heads up for a while."
"Haha, this really makes me laugh to death, these Lao Zhao and Lao Ning."
A group of people were gloating over his misfortune, not to mention how funny it was behind his back.
Especially the Huang family.
Huang Yunshan stood beside the flower bed and said with a dumb laugh, "I didn't expect this Master Fang to be so arrogant. He even refused visits from Old Zhao and Old Ning."
At this point, he seemed quite happy and said, "Boss, now you know why I said before that you shouldn't visit right at the beginning."
Huang Keping said: "Dad, I think I understand."
Huang Yunshan hummed, "Actually, it's not a big deal for Old Zhao and Old Ning to make a fool of themselves. The main thing is to keep an eye on the Lu family. If the real person can cure Mr. Lu, please inform me immediately. It won't be too late to visit then."
Huang Keping asked tentatively: "What if the real person can't cure Mr. Lu? What should we do?"
Huang Yunshan, who had a smile on his face, suddenly lost his smile and narrowed his eyes to reveal a gloomy and fierce look, "What else can we do? Find a way to completely ruin the Lu family's reputation!"
Huang Keping hesitated and said, "It's fine to use this to ruin the Lu family's reputation, but will this offend the real person?"
Huang Yunshan kept shaking his head, his words full of a tone of incorrigibility, "If he can't even cure Mr. Lu, do you think those videos are real? If so, why are you afraid?"
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Come to the main house, the east room.
At the door, an old man in his eighties or nineties was sitting on a recliner basking in the sun.
Lu Tingsong, Lu Laosan and others surrounded Fang Yi and came to the side.
"Dad, how do you feel?"
"Are your legs still hurting?"
Several people came forward to express their condolences.
Perhaps because of the long-term torture from the illness, the expression on Mr. Lu's face was slightly distorted. One can imagine how much pain he was enduring.
"It's OK. Doctor Zhou came and treated me today. My legs don't hurt as much anymore."
Mr. Lu said this, but his words were accompanied by a hissing sound from time to time.
It was obvious that he was comforting his sons and nephews.
Lu Tingsong looked distressed, "Dad, don't worry, I have invited a real person to treat you, I believe you will be able to get rid of the disease soon."
"A real person?"
Mr. Lu probably didn't know about Fang Yi's situation, and there was a hint of doubt in his voice.
"Yes, real people."
Lu Laosan and others looked at Fang Yi as they spoke.
Mr. Lu also followed the crowd's gaze and saw the tender-skinned young man in front of him.
He politely nodded and said, "Hello, Master."
"Hello, old man."
Fang Yi nodded in response.
At this time, Mr. Lu waved to Lu Tingsong, and when Lu Tingsong leaned over, he said in a barely audible voice: "The young man has a bright future at such a young age. If you can't cure me, don't blame him."
From these words, it can be seen that Mr. Lu did not believe that such a young "doctor" like Fang Yi could cure his stubborn disease at such a high level, so he gave Lu Tingsong a shot of prevention in advance and told him not to make things difficult for him.
Lu Tingsong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Dad, you have some confidence in the real person."
"Okay, okay, I have confidence." Mr. Lu said, and looked at Fang Yi again, and said politely: "Master, then I'll trouble you."
"Real person, can you treat it?"
"My father has rheumatism, and the current medical level cannot cure it. The only way is to ask a famous Chinese medicine doctor to come and relieve his pain."
Lu Tingsong, Lu Laosan and others all looked over with concern.
Rheumatism is very torturous, with frequent joint pains and even inability to stand in severe cases.
Rheumatism like Mr. Lu's is particularly severe. This terminal illness, known as chronic cancer, is a difficult problem in the global medical community.
It can be said that it is incurable.
Naturally, Lu Tingsong, Lu Laosan and others were concerned about their father's health and looked very nervous.
Who knew that when everyone was very nervous, Fang Yi smiled.
He smiled and shook his head, "I thought it was some difficult disease, simple, that could be cured right away."
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