novelraw Chapter 963: Longyu as a Person
Chapter 963: Longyu as a Person
After lying down for a while, the tablet lit up, displaying a pop-up for a video call invitation.
Ling Feng sat up straight, positioned the tablet, and answered the call.
Chen Ping’s expressionless face appeared, and Ling Feng couldn’t help but laugh: "Boss, why the long face?"
"Do you want me to smile until I bloom like a flower?"
"What do you mean ’as if’? That’s exactly what you should do!"
"I know, but the detectives at the Security Bureau aren’t vegetarians, don’t worry about it!"
Chen Ping said this, then quickly changed the subject: "I didn’t contact you to discuss this; there’s progress with the research institute!"
"Really? What should we do?" Ling Feng quickly asked.
"That’s more like it!"
Ling Feng slapped his thigh, thinking it’s about time, worrying that baseless accusations could offend the innocent.
Now it’s good; with the pretext of an inspection, no one can escape, everyone is equally subject to inquiry, which is perfect for getting to understand the true motivations of the Kong father and son!
"Mm, get ready, take your ID and go to the research institute tomorrow. No more messing around with invisibility tricks!" Chen Ping instructed.
"Don’t worry, if there was a straightforward way, do you think I’d be doing this? It’s like acting as a thief!" Ling Feng laughed.
Chen Ping nodded: "Play it by ear. I’ll wait for your news!"
After finishing, he didn’t linger and hung up the video call.
Ling Feng leaned back on the sofa, turned to look outside, and realized it was just early evening.
Ling Yao and the other two had gone shopping, and he had no idea when they would return, so he simply teleported back to Nine Heavens.
He then teleported to the villa’s Alchemy Room and moments later appeared in Chu Nan’s study.
The two old men seemed to be playing chess at all times. Ling Feng paused a moment upon entering: "Don’t you two have anything better to do?"
"Isn’t playing chess a serious business? Cultivating sentiment, exercising the mind, preventing senile dementia, isn’t it good?" Wang Laogen retorted.
Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders and sat down: "Don’t worry, you two are far from senility at your age!"
Wang Laogen did not press on with this topic but glanced at Ling Feng: "Mission accomplished?"
"Not yet; the mission continues tomorrow. I had nothing to do tonight, so I came to check on you!" Ling Feng chuckled.
Chu Nan also looked up: "Out with it, what’s on your mind? Don’t give us that checking on us excuse, it’s too phony!"
"That’s right, when have you ever thought about us?" Wang Laogen also rolled his eyes.
Ling Feng grinned, not feeling embarrassed, and then asked: "Actually, I do have something. Do you two know anything about the history of the Qing Dynasty?"
"En?"
Wang Laogen and Chu Nan exchanged glances, and asked simultaneously: "Why bring this up?"
"I won’t beat around the bush. While on a mission, I heard about a person called Prince Longyu; have you ever heard of him?"
"Longyu?"
Chu Nan was taken aback and asked with curiosity: "What made you think of inquiring about this person?"
"Just curious, wanting to know about his life!"
Ling Feng smiled, glossing over the matter of the Xinglong Gang.
Chu Nan seemed to understand but didn’t press. Instead, he got up, searched the bookshelf, and retrieved a thick thread-bound book.
He came back, sat down, and flipped through the book: "If I remember correctly, it should be in this book."
Ling Feng leaned over to look and saw the book was written in classical Chinese, too lazy to read and translate it himself, he looked up and asked: "Does this book record the details about Longyu?"
"Yes!"
Chu Nan nodded. "This person was not of royal Qing blood, he was Han Chinese, but due to his ancestors’ military achievements, the title was made hereditary."
After glancing at the book’s content, he continued: "This person was born in 1860, so if he were alive today, he would be nearly 160 years old! Why do you ask?"
"I’m curious about what kind of person he was, and I’m quite interested in him after learning that Longyu was Han Chinese."
Chu Nan nodded, read a bit more of the book, then told Ling Feng: "This individual was impulsive,
"But it’s strange. As a young man, he went abroad to study, visited Europe, America, and even studied in Tsarist Russia for two years, but after the last emperor came to the throne, there’s no record of him."
Chu Nan searched the book for a while, then added: "That’s right, the records on him end there, as if he died abroad!"
Ling Feng uttered a sound and got lost in thought.
Seeing his reaction, Chu Nan and Wang Laogen got curious and asked almost in unison: "What’s the matter?"
Ling Feng looked at the two of them, gave a wry smile and said: "What if I told you that he’s still alive?"
"Ah?"
Chu Nan and Wang Laogen were both startled: "How is that possible?"
"Now there’s some evidence that suggests he is indeed still alive,
"..."
Chu Nan and Wang Laogen looked at each other in shock, and then blurted out simultaneously: "Is he sick?"
"If he had lived to 160, he would be in his twilight years, probably unable to even walk properly. Yet, he’s still harboring such ambitions?" asked Wang Laogen.
Ling Feng chuckled: "That’s not strange. Your current physical conditions, after the enhancements, mean living to 140 or 150 is reasonable, and with future medicine, even 200 could be normal. So it’s very possible that Longyu also had some extraordinary encounter. Although 160 years old, it does not mean he’s bedridden!"
"That makes sense."
Chu Nan nodded and looked at Ling Feng.
Once Ling Feng spoke, Chu Nan realized: "Indeed, he has great ambitions,"
Ling Feng smiled and shared the details he knew with the two.
They were all insiders, so there was no harm in speaking openly, and they might even offer him some advice, thus Ling Feng held nothing back.
After hearing everything, Wang Laogen’s eyes widened in astonishment: "Right under our noses, in our own country, such a thing actually exists!"