Last night.

A cold wind blows.

This morning, cold rain shrouded the land.

In winter, the weather seems to be no longer normal, cold and damp, and the warm sun is gone.

Fortunately, the year is gradually approaching, and although the weather is not pleasant, it is not the focus of everyone's attention.

Morning.

A sudden news has attracted the attention of the vast majority of people in New Taipei.

The cousin of Zhao Dongyang, the head of the Zhao family, knelt down in public at the Golden Jue Hotel.

In New Taipei, everything that involves the four major families has always been quickly fermented and become the focus of attention.

For example, Jin Yang's early death before.

Recently, Hong Feng's sudden and violent death.

Although it was just gossip and only spread among some people, it also caused quite a stir.

It is said that it was a young man under thirty, and a few simple words made Zhao Kai kneel in horror. ”

"So powerful? What the hell is this guy?"

"Absolute big shots, even the Zhao family, are jealous. ”

Everyone: "......"

This news first came out from a small area, and it is said that it came from the mouths of those people at the Golden Jue Hotel.

As soon as it came out, it instantly caused an explosive sensation.

But the strange thing is that the major media, including the self-media, did not make any moves, as if they had discussed in advance, and collectively remained silent.

Since there is no comprehensive information about orthodoxy, everyone does not know any details about the young man who knelt down and begged for mercy in shock.

There is only one characteristic –

Young.

The momentum is like a rainbow.

Majestic mountains and rivers.

Soon.

Those who appeared at the scene last night received stern gag orders one after another.

Without their rumors, although the situation will no longer expand, how can this not completely confirm the truth of the rumors?

Let Zhao Kai kneel.

Gee......

Who is that young man?

Meanwhile.

Nianhua Bay.

Chen Changsheng, who had just answered Zhong Yan's call, told Chen Lu to prepare to return to his hometown.

Since Zhong Yan repeatedly asked him to return to his hometown and participate in this grand event of cultivating genealogy.

Chen Changsheng naturally would not disobey.

Moreover, since the grievances of the juvenile years have been turned out by the uncle again, then, this time it will be completely resolved.

Chen Changsheng got up and prepared to go around the Taoist temple of the ancient calendar.

Correct.

An uninvited guest came to the door.

"Zhao family master?"

Outside the hospital, Chen Changsheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Come.

It was Zhao Zhengyang.

He was dressed in a black coat, wore a wide-brimmed hat, and his hands were in his pockets, and his face was expressionless.

Zhao Zhengyang took off his hat and went straight to the point, "Mr. Chen, I apologize for Zhao Kai's incident yesterday, but others seem to be missing." ”

"Mean, you're looking for someone to ask me for?"

Chen Changsheng guessed his intention, pulled his collar and said, "I remember, it was very clear on the phone yesterday that I accepted his life." ”

"......" the corners of Zhao Zhengyang's mouth twitched, and his fists clenched unconsciously.

Although, yesterday ruthlessly drew a clear relationship with Zhao Kai, but in the final analysis, the cousin is still a cousin after all.

couldn't be contacted overnight, in fact, he also had this guess.

Unexpectedly, he really died.

"Is there anything else?" asked Chen Changsheng.

Zhao Zhengyang gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Chen, you are so unscrupulous, killing all sides, are you really not afraid of retribution?"

"I have always believed that killing one wicked person is more virtuous than saving three good people. Chen Changsheng smiled.

Zhao Zhengyang: "......"

His smile.

For some reason, there is a kind of colder than the chill in this winter.

Go deep into the bone marrow and go straight to the soul.

"How's the preparation for the Thousand Table Banquet?"

Zhao Zhengyang felt an extreme sense of powerlessness and responded: "I am starting to prepare." I have informed the other three, but I do not know whether they will do so. ”

Chen Changsheng nodded, then suddenly remembered something, and asked, "What day is the funeral of that son of the Hong family set for?"

"Right today. ”

Zhao Zhengyang blurted out, "After the farewell ceremony, it will be transported back to his hometown for burial." ”

"Oh?

"They have the custom of burial. ”

"Let him be cremated. ”

Chen Changsheng kicked a discarded flower pot at his feet, "Help me transfer this to him for ashes." ”

Zhao Zhengyang: "......"

There is a saying that the dead are greater.

And this guy, this is, even the dead, are not going to let go?

For the Hong family, what a great shame is this?

Chen Changsheng patted the hem of his clothes and turned to leave.

Looking at the back that was gradually moving away, Zhao Zhengyang felt a chill in his heart.

What the is this?

After a few hesitations, he finally picked up the flower pot on the ground, lowered his hat, and left quickly.

……

Today is the day of the farewell ceremony of Hong Feng, the eldest and youngest of the Hong family.

Hong Tai didn't, like Kim Jong-quan, he did it in a big way, and only notified a few relatives and friends.

In the huge square of the funeral parlor, there were thirty or forty people standing sparsely, one dressed in black and wearing white flowers on his chest.

Hundreds of wreaths were placed on both sides.

The atmosphere, sad and solemn.

Center.

Hong Tai's true feelings are circulating, and the sadness is fully revealed, and the coldness in his heart is like an awe-inspiring chill in the air.

The grief of losing a child in middle age is something that ordinary people can't empathize.

Dirge.

Death knell.

White flags.

It was as sharp as a knife, piercing his heart fiercely, bleeding nonstop.

A young man in his prime, a few days ago, was telling him that he had bought a new sports car, and in the blink of an eye, the brand new car was still there, but the person was gone.

"The revenge of killing your son is not shared! I don't care how big your background is!"

Staring at the statue in front of the mourning hall, Hong Tai gritted his teeth, word by word, and squeezed out from between his teeth.

After the farewell ceremony, Hong Tai ordered the coffin to be collected and prepared to be transported back to the ancestral tomb for burial.

Correct.

"Wait. ”

A sudden sound interrupted the orderly work.

"Master Zhao, what are you doing here?" Seeing the person coming, Hong Tai raised his eyebrows and said.

The three families of Jinxu and Zhao, who are also the four major families, did not inform him.

Zhao Zhengyang's complexion changed again and again, and finally ripped off the black cloth covered by the things in his hand, and said, "Entrusted by Mr. Chen, I will transfer this to you." ”

What he meant was that you had to be cremated and buried with the things he had provided. ”

Hong Tai squinted his eyes, staring at Zhao Zhengyang's hand, still carrying a muddy flower pot, and was furious on the spot, "What kind of thing is he?"

Flowerpot.

Just when the Hong family was grieving, someone forced cremation and put the ashes in such a broken flower pot?

Such a rebellious move, what did he think of the Hong family?

"The words have been brought, I will put the things here, how to do it, the head of the Hong family makes his own decision. Zhao Zhengyang put the flower pot on the ground and said expressionlessly.

Hong Tai was furious, took a step forward, pointed at Zhao Zhengyang and said, "You, the dignified head of the Zhao family, since when did you become that miscellaneous person?"

It just so happened that Zhao Zhengyang's mobile phone rang, and it was a video request.

"Don't yell at me, you have the ability, tell him personally. After Zhao Zhengyang connected, he handed the mobile phone to Hong Tai.

Hong Tae looked down.

It was a face in its prime, and there was a cold glow in his eyes that was so sharp that it wanted to tear apart the soul.

Hiss!!

Hong Tai's heart shook violently, and his pupils contracted.

"Something, did you receive it?" asked Chen Changsheng.

"You ......"

Hong Tai was furious and humiliated, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

“……”