Chapter 1567: you are still alive!

Ling Feng is more than two hundred years old, and because he is a member of the ranks, even if he is now a prefect, his whole person still looks resolute.
Looking at a middle-aged appearance, with a beard around his mouth, his eyebrows are in his temples, and he is not angry.
The most fascinating thing is his pair of eyes, which are as big as a copper bell. Whoever glares at him is a shocking spirit.
At this time, Ling Feng is drinking tea in the study. This is a reserved item he must carry out every day.
Then drink tea to cherish the memory of old friends who have passed away, or think back to some of the tragic years.
When Ling Feng was young, he was full of blood and revenge in his chest.
He chose to join the army and joined the army when the Chen Dynasty was at its worst.
Then, relying on his bravery and good fighting ability and fear of death, Ling Feng rose up again and again, and finally became friends with the Emperor Xian who disguised himself to fight with the army.
The two supported each other and saved each other's lives several times, simply sympathizing with brothers.
It is also relying on this kind of friendship that after many years of war, Da Chen finally turned defeat into victory, and then has everything today.
It can be said that Ling Feng is the hero who laid the foundation for the current Great Chen Dynasty!
Such a person should have been sealed off, why did he only become the prefect of Qingzhou, a remote area, close to the border?
This matter may only be known to Ling Feng himself.
After drinking a cup of fragrant tea, Ling Feng closed his eyes and felt the rich fragrance of tea.
He remembered that Emperor Xian loved tea the most. Every time Emperor Xian had finished drinking tea, he would purse his lips and close his eyes to feel it, saying that this is the real tea ceremony.
At the beginning, Ling Feng didn't understand at all, but over the years, he involuntarily understood a Taoist ceremony.
Sometimes, it's not just tea that attracts people, but the intrigue that is temporarily forgotten when drinking tea, and the quiet and indifferent left behind.
"After so many years, I retired to Qingzhou, and from then on, abandoned Wu Congwen and became a prefect in peace. This has barely survived to this day, but the other brothers do not have the luck of mine."
"I don't know... how are you doing down here?"
With a long sigh, Ling Feng's eyes seemed to be a little red, and he poured a cup of tea on the ground as if he was paying respect to his brother.
"Boom boom boom."
Just as Ling Feng closed his eyes and felt the atmosphere at this moment, the door of his study room was knocked suddenly.
Two eyebrows inserted straight into the sideburns wrinkled. What Ling Feng hated the most was being disturbed while tasting tea!
"How many times have I told you that no matter what happens when I am in the study, don't bother me, why can't I remember it!"
Feeling the harshness in Ling Feng's voice, the old butler of Ling Mansion was also very helpless, and could only bite the bullet and explained: "It is not the old slave who wants to disturb the master, but, it is the young master who was arrested!"
"What?" Ling Feng's voice revealed a sense of disbelief. Although he had a bad relationship with the capital and was sent to Qingzhou, no one in the whole Da Chen dared to insult him like this!
The son was taken away, this was a face slap, slapped Ling Feng in the face!
"Who is so bold in the end, immediately blasted me out, but if there is any resistance, it will be killed!"
After that, I just listened to the old butler to continue: "But master, the young master is now in the hands of someone coming. He said that if he doesn't see you, he will burn all the stones!"
Hearing this, Ling Feng didn't expect that the person who came was still quite a cruel person, and he wanted to burn the jade and the stone?
At this time, he also calmed down a bit. Everyone knew the truth of the unfoundedness. Ling Feng naturally knew what his son was.
Therefore, when he calmed down, he immediately ordered: "Take people to the living room first, and I will be there later!"
The old housekeeper ordered to leave, and Ling Feng also left after drinking the last cup of tea.
After turning a few turns, Ling Feng, who was gradually approaching the meeting room, saw the two people standing inside.
One of them is naturally his son Ling Feiyang, and the other is obviously Chen Fan.
But when he saw Chen Fan's back, Ling Feng was slightly startled.
"Why do you feel familiar?"
After walking a few steps, Chen Fan heard Ling Feng's footsteps, and suddenly turned his head, the two looked at each other!
Suddenly, Ling Feng stood there blankly, blurting out a word.
"Are you still alive?!"