Dusk, less wind!

The sun in the west emits light, and the magnificent Forbidden City is particularly majestic, and the light reflected by the golden glazed tiles is even a bit dazzling. During the Ming and Qing dynasties, Zi Yan was looking forward to her high position and power in ten years. Chu Tian might as well let her spend the ten years quietly and learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with the scholar. Zi Yan's life is much happier than now.

"Young Marshal, I know what you mean."

Dai Eunuch Dai waved his finger and responded confidently: "The innocent and worry-free days are the best for a child, because in a society with complex interpersonal interpersonal relationships and intrigues, even if it is her best and most beautiful memory; but that is the life of ordinary children, Zi Yan is different."

He looked at Chu Tian calmly, his voice softly: "There is only this girl left in the Wen family. Although I have only had two dealings with Sichuan Wensheng, he is a hero. Do you think he will be willing to be mediocre in his granddaughter? Do you think Yu Ziyan is the best choice?"

Chu Tian touched the corners of his mouth but didn't say anything. Of course he knew Zi Yan's important responsibilities.

Eunuch Dai carried his hands on his back and looked at the gradually disappearing sunset: "Maybe Zi Yan feels very happy now, but when she grows up and learns her life experience, she will definitely suffer, struggle and want to rise to the Wen family. Of course, I believe that the young marshal can help her up and help her very high."

"But compared to letting her take on heavy responsibilities in ten years, it is better to start training now."

He spread his palm gently, giving people a sense of infinite paving: "Instead of gathering pain in a period of time, it is better to spread it out slowly, so that it will not be too uncomfortable, and the disaster of the Wen family will not suffocate Zi Yan! Shaoshang is a smart man, so he naturally knows the meaning of my words."

Speaking of this, he smiled and said a few more words: "Actually, the Young Marshal also has the ability to cultivate Ziyan, but the Young Marshal's great achievements have not been completed yet, so his free time and concentration are not as good as me. Therefore, it is better to cultivate Wen Ziyan by me. I will infuse her for the rest of my life!"

"I believe this!"

Chu Tian nodded, and then spit out two more words: "But variables,"

Eunuch Dai seemed to have guessed this problem a long time ago, so he responded with a faint smile: "The Young Marshal was afraid that I wanted to support Zi Yan, but because I had not had a few years to live, I would fall into murder and conspiracy. I can guarantee you this point that she can grow up well and strongly regardless of whether I live or not."

Chu Tian looked at him: "Why?"

Eunuch Dai was silent for a while and made a briefing without hesitation: "Based on my reputation over the years and the loyalty I have cultivated over the years, it is enough to allow Zi Yan to grow without any harm! The Young Marshal and the Sect Association are different from other official departments. Although it is affiliated with the official positions of the Celestial Dynasty, it is driving with face."

"My face, the face of the clan association."

Dai's fingers bent slightly, and his tone was calm: "Believe it or not, if I shout to the sect association, it will immediately leave the building empty, and Yu Zonghai and the others will all abandon their official positions. For these arrogant guys, they stayed in the organization to see me as a shameful person."

"One official and half of the position are a cloud for them."

Chu Tian didn't have any emotional ups and downs, but just shrugged and smiled, "Old Dai, of course I believe you and I believe that there are countless loyal people under you, but this is the deterrent effect when you are still alive. Once you have something, no one can guarantee whether Zong Hai and the others have any ideas!"

“Famousness and fortune may not necessarily be a cloud for everyone.”

Eunuch Dai sighed softly, then nodded and responded: "I know what you mean. It doesn't make much sense to say that they are loyal, but I can use the rest of my life to take Zi Yan around the country and show Zi Yan's identity to every foreign person who has a deep friendship."

"If each sect recognizes Zi Yan's status, no one can shake it."

A surprise flashed across Chu Tian's face. Obviously, Eunuch Dai would establish Zi Yan's identity from the root. As the old man said, as long as the three mountains, five mountains and five major sects recognize Zi Yan, the central government will recognize the little girl for the needs of stability. That kind of strong support is definitely not something that the old ministers can subvert.

"Young Marshal, don't worry!"

Eunuch Dai looked at the last sunset: "My afterglow is still bright and hot enough."

Looking at Eunuch Dai's proud expression and the strong confidence it showed, Chu Tian also believed that he had the ability to cultivate Zi Yan. He was not afraid that scholars would have any opinions. As long as they were for the literary family, scholars would never care who made Zi Yan strong. His only worry was,,

I was worried that the collusion between the Lian family and Eunuch Dai would make Zi Yan go on a path of no return.

So he looked at Eunuch Dai and asked, "Old Dai, can I believe you?"

The old man thought for a while and responded seriously: "Yes!"

Hearing the word "Eunuch Dai", Chu Tian suddenly laughed, and then said without warning: "Wen Ziyan was attacked in the teahouse not long ago. If I was not mistaken, this killer must have something to do with that. He wants you and me to become incompatible."

Eunuch Dai was silent for a moment, and finally nodded and responded: "The Young Marshal guessed right! Although the killer did not directly point out who was instructing him in the end, he said that he was from Taiwan was enough. Perhaps it was because of the Afanti incident that made him notice, so he found a way to cut off my retreat."

There is no doubt that Lao Lian doesn't want him to have other choices.

Speaking of this, he looked at Chu Tian with a clear speech: "But don't worry, Young Marshal, I will never let this happen again! If the other party dares to attack Zi Yan, then I will fight back mercilessly or even defend my life. I have said just now that Zi Yan's life will be greater than me."

"I believe Mr. Dai!"

Chu Tian spoke out, then nodded and turned around to leave. At this moment, the phone in his bag suddenly rang. He smiled faintly after answering for a while, then turned his head and shouted to Eunuch Dai: "Old Dai, Zi Yan will finish class from the talent class in another hour. Are you interested in going together?"

The old man was slightly stunned, then smiled and replied, "Of course! She is my good granddaughter."

There must be such luxurious excitement in the reality of racing and crazy people who are speeding up to more than 100 in the city. The playboys who are not afraid of traffic police have better foundations and conditions than ordinary people to play with this luxurious excitement, but after all, not everyone likes to joke with their own lives.

No matter how high his value is, everyone is equivalent to death, so Chu Tian, ​​who personally carried Eunuch Dai, was not arrogant because of the license plate that no traffic police dared to stop. He stopped the red light and did not rob the road without robbing the road. Even if he saw someone deliberately robbing his lane, he would slow down his speed consciously.

"No, be careful, young man,"

Eunuch Dai glanced at Chu Tian and sighed softly: "I really doubt your actual age."

Chu Tian turned on the steering wheel and smiled faintly: "There is no way, to live two more years."

Eunuch Dai smiled and said nothing. The traffic in the capital was naturally well connected, but no matter how wide the road was, six lanes, eight lanes, twelve lanes, and traffic of more than two thousand vehicles per hour was a drop in the bucket. Chu Tian struggled for half an hour before he stopped at the target.

When they arrived, the get out of class was over in five minutes. The reason why Chu Tian asked Wen Ziyan and Qian Duoduo to attend the talent class was not that he wanted them to become talented people in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He simply wanted the two to have more contact with children of the same age so that they could grow healthier and more active.

The ability to get along needs to be cultivated from an early age.

That's why Chu Tian arranged for them to study for two hours every day so that their personalities would not appear too withdrawn. Other parents obviously thought the same way. Therefore, when Chu Tian and Eunuch Dai got out, parents were already gathering around them in groups of three or three, and they were all waiting for their children to finish class.

Qian Duoduo didn’t come today, only Zi Yan was in class.

"Lingling!"

Amid the pleasant ringtones, the door of the classroom with strict management and strict security was opened, and a group of innocent children ran out with laughter. The thing that makes children happy in the world is the ringtone of the end of get out of class, so they run very fast and shout loudly.

At the same time, a song rang over the school.

Chu Tian gathered his spirit slightly and quickly recognized that this was a famous song from the former Soviet Union. "Eve of the Storm", a classic song that resounded throughout the Heavenly Dynasty in the 1960s and 1970s. Even though people later stayed away from it as high as the songs, it did not affect its status in the world.

The first half of the song is intense, but the latter is gentle and comfortable.

However, Chu Tian listened for a while and did not pay attention. Instead, he took out his cell phone to check the time.

Eunuch Dai was standing beside him at the moment, looking at the door with a smile on his face. At this moment, the two figures at the top of the pyramid are not much different from ordinary parents next to him who are also waiting for their children to get out of school. Therefore, their aura and their majesty are completely covered up, just ordinary young and old.

Just as the child came out, Mr. Dai's sharp eyes were keen to find that a beautiful woman was slowly walking towards the road opposite, holding a valuable shawl in her hand, but what was slightly surprised was that she was wearing a pair of flesh-colored gloves that needed to be careful to identify.

Eunuch Dai turned his head slightly, and he could see a black Mercedes-Benz parked in the distance.

The car is not a new model, but it also costs more than one million oceans.

Luxury cars, beauties, and shawls form a picture that often appears in talent classes, so the appearance of beautiful women is not at all amazing. It is almost the same as many parents who come to pick up their children. However, the eyes of Mr. Dai are slightly condensed. He is very keen when he sees many strange people.

The old man put his hands in his pocket and his heart was as calm as water.

His eyes swept past the beautiful woman coming. The two were about fifty meters apart. There were countless adults and children walking by in this fifty meters. The sound of horns, laughter, the laughter of children, the shouts of adults, the traffic and the noise.

But this noisy did not completely conceal the famous Soviet song.

The high tune occasionally passes through the air, affecting people's flashes of emotions, and also makes the beautiful woman's pace sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the expression on her face will change in the passionate tune. However, she is still natural enough with the laughter and cheering of parents and children.

At least, she wouldn't be too abrupt in the crowd.

Chu Tian seemed to have no idea about this beautiful woman, but just looked more at the school, occasionally glanced at the BMW not far away with his own light. He clearly saw that after feeling his gaze, a middle-aged man in the car subconsciously lowered his head to avoid it, and did not dare to look at it at all.

Chu Tian smiled faintly and turned his head back.

On the eve of the storm? On the eve of the storm!


Chapter completed!