The end of the year is approaching.

Lights are beginning to appear throughout the city, and municipal departments have begun to hang neon lights and decorate streetscapes in the streets.

After solving the Ding valve matter, Ji Haotian was idle again and sat in the hospital all day long.

Except for the patients who kept coming to the door all day long, the Ji family became a little deserted.

Under Shen Muzhi's careful conditioning, although Fan Jingzhong was still unable to speak, and his limbs were stiff, his consciousness had recovered a lot, Fan Ke complied with Fan Xunzhang's wishes, and led people to escort the old master of Fan to return to Yanjing Pingxi Mansion to recuperate, and temporarily leave Yunzhou.

And in recent days, Ji Susu and Shi Hongxiao have become closer and closer, the two always go out together to play in the mountains and rivers, Ji Haotian is more at ease with Shi Hongxiao's personality, and Ling Qiaoyun is also quite fond of this future son-in-law, not to mention that Ji Susu is not young anymore, so he went with them.

Fan Ke left, and Mu Li and Lin Yun did not come to Ji's house alone.

Ling Qiaoyun, who didn't know that the two had contradictions, was always talking about why these two girls seemed to have forgotten themselves.

The days gradually became dull, but Ling Qiaoyun cherished this blandness very much, and the smile on his face gradually increased, and even Ji Haotian felt extremely relaxed.

After all, in the past ten years, this kind of life without ups and downs and no waves in ancient wells is the most unattainable luxury in the hearts of their mother and son.

Family reunion.

Kyushu Taiping.

There is nothing more pleasing in the world than this.

……

The so-called few families are happy and a few are sad.

The Ji family, who has been ravaged by life for ten years, wants nothing more than peace and happiness in their hearts.

However, for the once respected and supreme Ding Valve, the upcoming Spring Festival is indeed the most tragic day in the past years.

The Vedic Guards were swept away.

Ding Jincheng, the eldest son of Menzhong, was killed under the dragon wall.

There are 33 clan relatives who paid for the lives of those who died in the tragedy of the Ji family.

Even Ding Haicang, the lord of a valve.

All......

At this point, the six valves of Yunzhou have been destroyed, and the Fang family has existed in name only.

The Ding family also completely lost its combat effectiveness and was powerless to compete with the other four valves.

But as the saying goes, there are still 3,000 nails in a broken ship.

Even if the Ding valve suffered this catastrophe, he was only dead, and the century-old foundation was still there, and the financial resources of his clan were still enough to look down on Yunzhou, making it difficult for other clans to match.

The owner and eldest brother were killed one after another, and the twenty-nine-year-old Ding Jinchong was ordered to take over the banner of Ding Valve as the second son of the door owner, and became the new owner.

Twenty-two of the lunar month.

On the day before the northern country, there was winter snow.

This day is also the day of Ding Haicang's funeral.

Compared with the grand funeral of Fang Haoyue, the wife of Zhao Valve, the funeral of Ding Haicang, the head of the family, seemed much simpler, and could even be described as shabby.

A coffin made of whole gloomy wood is worth tens of millions.

But there were only eight people who carried the coffin.

Guests, none.

Ding Haicang is the lord of a valve, an incomparably noble person.

Raise a knife to kill yourself, and the evening is not guaranteed.

According to Yunzhou folk customs, the deceased cannot enter the ancestral tomb, and the spiritual position cannot enter the ancestral hall.

Eternal generations cannot be worshiped by posterity.

For the big families of the sect, this is a great shame.

……

On the outskirts of Yunzhou, on a hillside with gentle terrain and beautiful scenery.

The winter scenery is bleak, and the sky is lonely.

"Fall into the coffin!"

Ding Jinchong wore linen and filial piety, and with a shout, his face was sad.

"Boom!"

The shoulders of the eight Ding Valve people sank, and the huge ebony coffins slowly fell into the grave.

In an instant, it was covered with a layer of snowflakes.

"The head of the house. ”

A subordinate looked at Ding Jinchong and asked.

"Bury it. ”

Ding Jinchong looked at his father's wooden coffin, sighed, and opened his sleeves.

"Seal the tomb of the old master!"

After the next person spoke, the others picked up shovels one after another.

"Knock knock!"

The frozen ground fell on the coffin, and there was a muffled sound.

The sound is like a drum, shaking people's hearts.

Soon, a low mound was erected in the wilderness.

Ding Haicang, who was once high-spirited and powerful, finally returned to dust.

"It's all gone. ”

After the tomb was erected, Ding Jinchong waved his hand and sent his subordinates, lifted the front swing of his filial piety clothes, and slowly knelt in front of the tomb, speechless for a long time, and the snow gradually accumulated on his shoulders.

"Second brother. ”

A moment later, Ding Jinchong's third brother, Ding Jinteng, walked to the tomb and slowly knelt to the side.

Ding Jinchong raised his head slightly, and cast his gaze on the sword-and-axe-like cliff in the distance, showing his fierceness: "What I told you to do, what's wrong?"

Ding Jinteng nodded in response: "I have been notified, and they have all agreed to meet you tonight, the address is in the Feiyan Restaurant under the name of the Ding family." ”

"Knock! knock!"

When Ding Jinchong heard this, his forehead touched the ground, he bowed three times and knocked nine times, and when he looked up again, his eyes were full of blatant color: "The revenge of killing my father is not shared, and this revenge is not avenged, and it is in vain!"

……

Night.

The wind did not stop, the snow did not stop, and the cold was bitter.

Feiyan Restaurant is a high-end place that is only open to members and is not open to the public, occupying the best location in Yunzhou, and the members are either rich or noble, and they are all respected people.

And in this restaurant, it is not a simple place to eat, everything in this world, wine and wealth, eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling, power and money transactions, as long as people can think of everything, this restaurant has dabbling, and it is the most profitable industry of Ding Valve.

Today, Feiyan Restaurant is closed, and even the highest-level members are not allowed to enter.

On the top floor of the hotel, in an extremely luxurious private room, the aroma of wine is permeated.

On the wine table, there are all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and there are a variety of century-old wines.

Its extravagance is still more than that of a state banquet.

At the edge of the wine table, east, west, north and south, a total of four people were seated.

Behind everyone, there were two powerful men standing, and it could be seen from the aura that was constantly emanating from their bodies that they were by no means idle.

On the main seat, Ding Jinchong was sitting in danger.

The guests around do not squint, and everyone's eyebrows reveal a sense of majesty that makes people palpitate.

These people sit together, even if they don't say a word, the aura produced is enough to make people feel extremely frightened.

At this moment, if there are other high-level officials in Yunzhou here, they will definitely be shocked and speechless by the identities of these people at the same table.

Zhao valve master, Zhao Guiting.

Luan valve master, Luan Qiuhan.

Zhou valve master, Zhou Tianming.

Ding valve master, Ding Jinchong.

On this wine table, there are actually four family heads among the six valves.

These people are all the most powerful people in this city, if these four people work together, even if they say that they want to destroy Yunzhou, I am afraid that it will not be doubtful.

"Whoa!"

Ding Jinchong poured a full glass of wine to himself, and raised the cup to greet everyone: "Everyone, today is New Year's Eve, and Ding has just taken over the family banner to take charge of the Ding valve, so this banquet is specially set up to entertain several masters, if there is anything inconsiderate, please forgive me!"

"Ding Jinchong, everyone is a smart person, so don't be so hypocritical and wronged. ”

Ding Jinchong was speechless, and the grumpy Luan Qiuhan was the first to interrupt him: "Why did you invite us to come today in the name of the head of the Ding family, with the order of the head of the family?"

"The head of the Luan family is quick to talk, so I don't spare someone. ”

Ding Jinchong's eyes lit up: "Everyone here is the most peak figure of the social class in Yunzhou, so I don't think you will be ignorant of the many storms in this city in recent days. ”

When several family heads heard this, their eyes were different, but they were all a little more serious.

Ding Jinchong was stunned for a moment, and his eyes became fanatical and violent: "Yunzhou, it's our Yunzhou, let me ask you, on the side of our couch, how can we allow others to snore?!"