Nangong Bo is nearly sixty years old, with a short and fat figure, as if he has traveled from the Qing Dynasty. He is wearing a floral mandarin jacket and a pair of black ingot shoes with white soles on his feet.

At this moment, Uncle Nangong was holding a bamboo pipe in his mouth, clasping his hands behind his back, pacing back and forth in the study with his eyebrows furrowed as if he was worried.

Next to Nangong Bo's desk, there was a young woman sitting. Her hair was tied around her shoulders. She was very good-looking, but she looked very ordinary in her clothes. She looked like a maid in Nangong's mansion.

What is very strange is that as the head of the Nangong family, Uncle Nangong's expression seems to be a bit awe-inspiring every time he sees the maid.

At this time, the young maid frowned slightly and asked Nangong Bo: "Master, when will Nangong Prefect come back?"

Nangong Bo hurriedly said: "Miss Chunhua, the prefect could have rushed back yesterday, but he suddenly fell ill and was delayed. Soon I received a call that the prefect had got off the plane. I guess he should be at home soon!"

Xu Chunhua sighed and said: "Head of the family, I know that among your sons, your favorite is the prefect, but he likes to show off. You shouldn't send him for such an important matter."

"Miss Chunhua, don't worry," Nangong Bo said with a smile, "This time when I went to Nan Province, I sent five bodyguards to follow the prefect. It's absolutely foolproof!"

While the two were talking, Nangong Prefect opened the door of his father's study.

Nangong Bo turned around, and when he saw his son, he hurriedly asked: "Prefect, have you got the thousand-mile ginseng?"

"I'm sorry, dad, that... that ginseng branch was robbed!" Nangong Taishou hesitated.

"Asshole, what are you talking about?" Nangong Bo said angrily, as if he was struck by lightning.

This kid is accompanied by five bodyguards, all of whom are carefully selected from the Nangong family. Who can snatch the thousand-year-old tree?

Xu Chunhua also stood up with a shocked look on her face and said: "Nangong Prefect, how could you let others snatch that ginseng branch? I think you are a waste!"

Usually, Xu Chunhua rarely appears in public. Even when she does, she only contacts Nangong Bo in private.

When was the Nangong Prefect reprimanded by a servant?

"Where did you come from, a bitch?" Nangong Taishou had never seen Xu Chunhua before. Looking at what she was wearing, she looked like a typical servant. He didn't take her seriously at all. He stared at her and yelled, "Bitch, bitch."

Believe it or not, I’ve destroyed you?”

Snap!

Nangong Bo slapped his son hard on the face.

"You bastard, how dare you insult the people around my grandma?" Nangong Bo yelled hysterically with bloodshot eyes.

Hearing the word "grandma", Nangong Prefect shivered with fright, and his face turned pale. He never thought that the young woman in ordinary clothes in front of him was actually the person next to grandma.

In the north, the Nangong family has made a living by selling medicinal materials for generations, with ups and downs. The peak period is said to be in the Qing Dynasty, with branches all over China. However, after years of war, they fell into dust and never recovered.

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In the past ten years or so, the Nangong family's business has once again risen in the business world. Anyone familiar with the situation knows that it is inseparable from the mysterious grandmother who hides behind the Nangong family.

Except for Uncle Nangong, no one in the Nangong clan has seen Grandma's face, and they don't know her age and appearance.

Uncle Nangong met his grandmother once when he was a child. He called her great aunt. At that time, her great aunt was over seventy years old. She had never married anyone in her life. She lived alone in a small house and never saw anyone.

After so many years, the elders of the Nangong family died one after another, but Grandma lived more energetically and younger. Suddenly one day, Grandma claimed to be a practitioner of the ancient female pharmacist and began to help the Nangong family plan behind the scenes.

Develop good medicine recipes, as well as promotion techniques for various medicinal materials.

It was precisely because of Grandma's efforts that the Nangong family suddenly became the dominant business power in the north.

Everyone in the Nangong sect regards Grandma as a fairy-like existence. If she asks anyone to die, they must die, and they do not dare to refuse the coming of the God of Death.

Several of Nangong Prefect's cousins ​​were ordered to hit a wall and die because they offended his grandmother. Every time he thought about the tragic death of those cousins, he felt chills all over his body.

"I'm sorry, Sister Chunhua, I was blind, and I ask you to forgive me!" Nangong Prefect begged Xu Chunhua, "I can't help the loss of that thousand-year-old ginseng..."

However, before Nangong Prefect could finish his words, Xu Chunhua snorted coldly and said with a frosty face: "I tell you the truth, that branch of ginseng was used by grandma, and it is very important to grandma, but you just chose

It's lost. Now, you don't need to explain anything to me. You and your father should go with me to see your grandma, and tell her what you have to say in front of her!"

Having said this, Xu Chunhua twisted her slender waist slightly and walked out of the study door.

At this moment, Nangong Prefect was so frightened that his face was sweating. He looked at his father blankly and said with a sad face: "Dad, grandma won't kill me in a rage, right?"

Nangong Bo glared at him angrily and said: "You are a person who has failed to achieve anything but failed. Stop talking nonsense and come with me to see my grandma!"

Xu Chunhua walked in front, and the Nangong family father and son followed behind dejectedly.

Grandma lived alone in a bamboo house in the innermost part of the backyard. It was surrounded by green trees and looked very quiet from a distance. This place was usually a forbidden area. No one in the Nangong family dared to set foot in this place except Xu Chunhua.

Another courtyard wall was built in front of the bamboo house. Entering the courtyard, it was filled with various flowers, colorful and vying for beauty. The air was filled with a strong fragrance of flowers.

Arriving at the door of the bamboo house, Xu Chunhua said to Nangong and his son, "You guys wait outside, I'll go in and report to my grandma!"

"Thank you, Miss Chunhua!" Nangong Bo said with a smile.

Not long after Xu Chunhua entered the bamboo house, suddenly, a squeamish and angry voice came from inside: "What, that boy actually lost my thousand-year-old ginseng? I'm really angry! Why didn't this boy die outside?

You still have the nerve to come back alive!"

Hearing this, Nangong Prefect was so frightened that his legs became weak and he almost collapsed on the ground.

"Dad, what should I do?" Nangong Taishou looked at his father, almost crying.

Uncle Nangong shook his head, let out a long sigh, and said: "Go in later and explain it to grandma carefully. Whether you live or die depends on your luck. In front of grandma, even my father can't help you!"
Chapter completed!