Chapter 41 Trouble

  Yang Yunqiu is now living in the house of the Wang family, and hasn't spent a single penny, but should give them some thin noodles, besides, even if it's for his mother whom he has never met, it's not good to see the Zhang family die without helping.

  So I agreed.

  Wang Lao Ye Zi then sat in Song Min Ru's car and came together to pick him up.

  Song Minru is now facing Yang Yunqiu, but not as casual as at the beginning, although it's not obvious yet, she has a few more respectful words, which is the natural respect of students for knowledgeable teachers.

  Wang Lao's eyes had always been sharp, and naturally he saw at a glance that his second son's capable assistant secretary was being excessively respectful to the young student who wasn't even twenty years old yet. He couldn't help but chuckle and tease: "Minru, you're getting too old, don't think about an old cow eating tender grass, Yang Xiaoge calling you 'Auntie' isn't out of the question."

  Song Minru glared at the old man who didn't know his place, but this time she didn't dare to follow the old man's words and tease Yang Yunqiu. She didn't know why, it was just her intuition that made her feel like she couldn't let herself go in front of this young teacher.

  Fortunately, it soon reached the end of the road.

  Zhang's family is not a big family, and their house is just an ordinary three-bedroom two-hall apartment.

  Actually, there aren't many big families now. Even if they are wealthy and influential today, their ancestors three generations ago might have been extremely poor.

  Just like Li's family, although they have some power in politics and military now, thirty years ago, they were also grassroots.

  The foundation of Zhang's family is shallower. The only one who stands out in the Zhang family, should be said to be Yang Yunqiu's stepfather, Zhang Tesheng, now renamed Zhang Hong.

  Yang Yunqiu followed a family doctor and a nurse into the bedroom, where she saw Zhang Hong lying in bed. His face was waxen yellow and black, his spirit was weak and listless, and his whole body was unable to move, stiff as a board.

  The whole person is very inconspicuous, with an ordinary appearance, a slightly flat nose, can't say ugly, but very general.

  However, perhaps due to being in a high position for a long time, he still looks quite majestic. He is only 47 years old and has already climbed to the position of Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Nancheng. The entire Zhang family no longer has anyone more promising than him, but now his face cannot hide his worried and anxious expression. It's not hard to understand that for an official, physical health is very important capital. He can sit in his current position, and he must have many "enemies". If his illness were to drag on, the consequences would be unbearable to think about.

  "Master Wang......" Zhang Hong struggled to sit up, deliberately putting on a wry smile, "How could I let you come see me in person?"

  The old master Wang suddenly smiled: "You are my parent official, but as a junior, you don't have such a big face. I want to see if my 'lifesaver' can detect anything wrong in your house."

  Zhang Hong was taken aback and only then did he see Yang Yunqiu. At first, he thought Yang Yunqiu was an assistant brought by Old Man Wang.

  Yang Yunqiu nodded.

  Mr. Wang smiled and said, "Our Yang Xiaoge is well-versed in the art of Feng Shui, he took one look at my garden and knew it was unclean. I moved out just a few days ago, and now I don't have any illnesses. Now, I'm thick-skinned enough to invite him over to take a look for you too, and also to broaden my horizons."

  This old man is almost eighty years old, and as the saying goes, "the older you get, the more like a child you become". When he first moved house, his health improved. Then his son told him that it was probably because his old house wasn't clean, which only made him even more curious. If his son's wife hadn't insisted on believing in its existence rather than not, and had refused to let him go back, he would have really gone back to take a look at what exactly was wrong.

  Zhang Hongyi's face changed as soon as he heard it, and he said in embarrassment: "I don't believe any of this."

  Even if he believed in Feng Shui and fortune-telling, he wouldn't trust a kid who hadn't even grown all his hair yet. Besides, with his status, openly inviting a Feng Shui master into the house would be a mistake, it's really not proper.

  Before he finished speaking, Yang Yunqiu had already said: "This house is fine."

  Zhang Hong's face involuntarily showed a few points of disdain, he wasn't someone who hadn't seen geomancers before, and had even secretly invited a famous geomancer from Hong Kong to examine his ancestral tomb. He was very familiar with the style of those genuine masters, and anyway, it wouldn't be like Yang Yunqiu, that little kid.

  Although it's said that one can't judge a person by their appearance, the one in front of me is obviously just a young man, probably just starting university. He must have started learning from his mother's womb, and at this age, he probably won't become a formidable Feng Shui master.

  Yang Yunqiu didn't mind and only said: "The white jade pendant on your neck, is it new?"

  Zhang Hong was stunned for a moment, reached out and grasped the jade pendant around his neck, and his face changed slightly.

  "This jade token doesn't belong to you, it's best if you return it to where you got it from, otherwise in a few more days, it won't just be a matter of your whole body becoming stiff."

  After finishing speaking, Yang Yunqiu turned her head and wanted to leave.

  Zhang Hong's face suddenly turned red with anger, and he shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? This is something my wife left for me. What do you mean it doesn't belong to me?"

  "Dad, what's going on?"

  At this time, Zhang Jian was just getting home from school. As soon as he entered the door, he heard his father's angry shout and hurried over to comfort him with a worried face.

  He looked up to see Yang Yunqiu, his pupils suddenly shrinking, but with a perfectly timed smile on his face. "Sorry, sorry, my dad has been ill for the past few days and is in a bad mood. Mr. Wang, and this classmate of mine, please don't mind."

  Wang Lao Ye Zi looked at Zhang Hong with great curiosity, shook his head and smiled: "Never mind, anyway I'm just a lonely old man, I don't dare to offend our parents' officials, anyway Yang Xiao Ge's skills, I've seen them before, if you don't believe me, then it's none of my business... Let's go, let's go."

  After saying this, he ignored Zhang Hong's repeated apologies and pulled Yang Yunqiu away.

  Watching Yang Yunqiu's back disappear, Zhang Jiansheng finally gritted his teeth and grabbed his father's hand: "Dad, how did he come to our house?"

  Zhang Hong was taken aback: "Who?"

  Zhang Jiansheng angrily turned around twice: "He is Yang Yunqiu, the son of my mother and her late husband."

  "Could it really be him?"

  "Is that fake?" Zhang Jian's face was unpredictable, "The other day Li Ziqiao told me, my mom's son has already appeared and is connected with the Li family. That kid even gloated, saying our family's business now all belongs to him. Bah! I don't know where this country bumpkin came from, even if we give him things, can he keep them safe?"

  Zhang Hong's face changed greatly, and he angrily said: "Shut up! You should be saying these words!"

  Zhang Jian clenched his teeth and shut his mouth obediently. Normally, he wouldn't speak so recklessly, but recently, it was indeed because of the sudden appearance of a cheap 'big brother' that had hurt him deeply, causing him to lose control for a moment.

  "Keep your voice down," Zhang Hong said in a low tone. "Don't get any wild ideas, what if he shows up? Your mom and I are legally married, her things are mine, and they'll be yours too someday. That kid was given away just days after birth, no different from a stranger. What right does he have to your mom's belongings? You need to calm down, pretend you don't know he exists."

  Zhang Jian nodded, but his heart was still in a mess.

  The father and son, neither of whom spoke, actually had a tacit understanding. His mother Fang Ru's family was quite ordinary, but the company she now owned, real estate, antiques, jade, and even the dazzling treasures in the safe deposit box were all given to her by Yang Yunqiu's biological father. Before Fang Ru passed away, he also left a will stating that if his first son could grow up alive, all these things would be left to Yang Yunqiu.

  As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Jiansheng was furious. Although his mother had also left him a considerable amount of education funds, several million, it couldn't even compare to what she had left for Yang Yinquiu.

  Although they are all Fang Ru's sons, the treatment is so different. How can he not be angry? It's no longer a matter of being angry. Now he just hopes that Yang Yunqiu will be hit and killed by a car as soon as she walks out the door.

  Alas, he was no good at cursing.

  Yang Yunqiu safely and soundly went out of the door with Old Master Wang.

  Song Minru followed behind with her head down, pretending to arrange the flower vase, until they got on the car, then she quietly asked: "Is there really a problem with that jade pendant? But you didn't even take a closer look, how do you know?"

  "The more spiritual the object, the less it can be worn casually. If a spiritual object is unwilling to submit, not only will it bring no benefit to the wearer, but also unexpected trouble."

  Song Minru was startled: "Teacher, why are you talking nonsense? If it's really like that, I wouldn't dare to wear anything."

  Yang Yunqiu said: "Spiritual objects are rarely seen in the world. It's not that you can encounter them just because you want to."

  That was indeed a spiritual object, as soon as she entered the house, Yang Yunqiu could sense the aura on the jade pendant, pure and vast, not to mention ordinary people, even general cultivators couldn't wear such a thing.

  That strange aura was very familiar to him - it came from his father.

  The doll obviously also saw it: "Your father, the former Grand Master, is really generous. That spiritual object is not easy to come by. When a cultivator wears it, they can purify their soul. Ordinary people who wear it can also prolong their lifespan and purify their body. As long as there are no accidents, its owner can live a smooth and peaceful life until the end of their days..."

  Yang Yunqiu closed her eyes and fell into deep thought.

  Although this spiritual object will only work in the hands of its true master, it shouldn't be so easy to disturb someone else's aura and make them sick. Zhang Hong wore it, but was surprisingly easily affected, it seems that the jade pendant is quite disgusted with him.

  The doll giggled and said, "Could it be that the spirit and its master's hearts are connected? Your father didn't like the idiot your mother married later, so it took revenge?"

  Yang Yunqiu lost her smile and didn't think much about it anymore.

  If Zhang Hong listened and took the thing down, then everything would be fine. If he didn't take it down, there was nothing he could do. In fact, Zhang Hong did take down the jade pendant and put it away separately. It wasn't that he believed Yang Yiqiu's nonsense, but this jade pendant was Fang Ru's thing, and he wasn't sure if anyone else knew about it. If someone outside saw it, who knows what kind of rumors would spread.

  At this moment, he is striving for things like a safe, and really doesn't want any extra trouble.

  Song Minru directly sent Yang Yunqiu back to school, and he could still catch up with the last computer class.

  In college, this kind of practical class, especially for freshmen who are not in the computer science department, is very simple. As soon as they enter the computer room, eighty percent of students watch movies or play games.

  Playing 'World' the most, one is really fun, two it seems to be not picky about network speed, even campus network can run.

  Yang Yunqiu had just sat down and was about to browse the news webpage when she received a text message from Wang Yi, saying that Li Shanshan had passed the virtual game again, also known as the Phantom Test.

  He finally let out a sigh of relief.

  Now more than a month has passed, Wang Yi and the other two have become famous, their temperament has changed greatly. However, Li Shanshan has just barely gotten rid of her addiction, and her personality is still gloomy. He doesn't dare to send her to the lower level like this, fearing that she will be stimulated again, and instead of being reborn from the ashes, she will only be broken and not reborn. He has no way to explain it to the Li family.

  Because Li Shanshan's situation is relatively special, and she is also a relative of Li Zifeng, Yang Yunqiu feels that it's better to wait and see the situation, there's no need to rush to send her to the lower plane, anyway they've been sick for so long, delaying for a while longer won't make a difference.

  In the following days, Yang Yunqiu lived and worked as usual. On weekends, he took his three generals to "teach and educate", had some free time to modify cars at the repair shop, and occasionally participated in competitions, everything went very smoothly.

  It happened on a weekend when Yang Yunqiu finished class and had just greeted his dormitory mates, planning to head back to the garden for another class.

  Xue Qiao made a phone call, and there was a lot of noise on the other end of the line.

  "Yang Yunqiu, something's gone terribly wrong! The police came to our school and said it's a cult hideout, spreading feudal superstition, and that you're a swindler. They want to shut down the school and disperse the students. Everyone's in an uproar. Two male classmates clashed with the police and even broke one of their heads. Now they've all been taken away to the Public Security Bureau... Wang Yi and Liu Sheng's phones are both unreachable!"

  Yang Yunqiu frowned and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Wang Yi and the others have something to do, they won't be back for a while."

  Those won't be able to return from the lower realm until tonight, and it's not possible now. Yang Yunqiu thought for a moment and decided to go over and take a look at the situation first.

  Yang Yunqiu had just entered the alley when she felt that someone was hiding in the dark. Judging from the aura, it should be ordinary public security police.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, he walked to the front gate of the garden, and before long, four policemen blocked his way.

  The leader was relatively young, around thirty years old, with an unpleasant expression. He first showed his ID and asked, "Are you the boss of this tutoring class?"

  Yang Yunqiu nodded: "I am a teacher, may I ask what's the matter?"

  The police officer frowned: "Now there is evidence that your tutoring class and the 'Xuan Xin Zong' fraud case we have been investigating are linked, now please come with us to assist in the investigation."

  Yang Yunqiu hadn't spoken yet, when the gate burst open and Xue Qiao rushed out with several students. Xu Ying was still holding a stick and angrily said: "Nonsense! How can you say it's a cult or a scam? This is just a tutoring class, all procedures are complete, what right do you have to arrest people?"

  Li Shanshan was also there, although very nervous, but did not take a step back.

  Yang Yunqiu's face showed a few smiles, and with a raise of his hand, the alley immediately fell silent. These students were very respectful to him and listened to him very well.

  The police couldn't help but frown, probably thinking that Yang Yunqiu was indeed a bit like an evil cult leader, deceiving many ignorant people.