When you enter a town, you must always be more cautious than camping in the wilderness;

In the early hours of the morning, at the point in time when he couldn't see his fingers, Su Zhen woke up Zhuang Feng and the borrowed bus arrived;

Immediately, Zhuang Feng greeted Qin Li Chuhuan, without saying much or parting coquettishness, everything went according to the plan, and Qin Li Chuhuan led the people to leave first;

At the beginning of the day, Zhuang Feng asked the court to call Zou Jinfeng and Xiaoyu;

This is Zhuang Feng's habit, he is always silent when he has something to do, Zou Jinfeng and Xiaoyu are used to it, but they also found that they didn't see Qin Li and Chu Wei, but they didn't ask anything;

Compared with the previous huge convoy, after excluding Qin Li and Chu Xuan, there were only five people left, Zhuang Feng, Zou Jinfeng, Xiaoyu and Xu Wei and Yang Lin, who were accompanied by Ruying, occupying a car, and the court and the guards were all in accordance with the rules, and they each used their own cars to form a group;

With official vehicles, Zhuang Feng and his party no longer need to take a detour to remote routes, and go directly to the national highway and go straight to Tingzhou City;

There is no danger or danger, Zhuang Feng and his party arrived in Tingzhou in the evening, but Zhuang Feng did not enter the city, and stopped at Jiulu Lotus Mountain in the western suburbs of Tingzhou;

Tingshui passes through Tingzhou, there is water and land in the river, stretching for more than ten miles; it is adjacent to Tingzhou City in the east, and looks at Jiulu Lotus Mountain in the west;

Jiulu Lotus Mountain overlooks the city according to the water, collects all the water, the scenery of the water and land continent and the Tingzhou City; in the cold autumn season, the Jiulu Lotus Mountain is the maple leaf flowing pill, the forest is dyed, and it is one of the four great maple appreciation Jedi; it has always been liked by the literati and ink writers, the rich businessmen, and the powerful officials; it has left many places of interest and historic sites on the Jiulu Lotus Mountain, and there are also villas and mansions;

Breaking these visible things, it is a cemetery in the shade of the ridge, and under the scenery of the sunny side, it has become a so-called feng shui treasure, and the price of the cemetery really responds to the joke: In this world, I can't even afford a cemetery, and I don't dare to think about death;

Those who dare not die, those who do not want to die, cannot escape, and those who can afford to die and those who cannot afford to die are also unable to escape death, perhaps this is the only fair and just thing in this world today;

When Zhuang Feng and his entourage arrived at Jiulu Lotus Mountain, it was already evening;

The evening view of Jiulu Lotus Mountain is still quite a bit of scenery, the pattern of integrating the mountains and rivers and the city belongs to the world, which is rare in the world, and then there is the hot river water in this summer, and the afterglow of the sunset, since there is the mountain climbing and overlooking the beautiful roses in the distance, the water and land continent are curling on the blue waves, reflecting the magnificence of the neon of the city;

In the past, Zhuang Feng visited the scenery of Tingzhou accompanied by Zhou Jian, and now his friends have gone, leaving Zhuang Feng alone; when passing through Jiulu Lotus Mountain, Zhuang Feng only glanced at it casually, did not greet Yang Lin to stop, and did not go to talk a few words with Zou Jinfeng and Xiaoyu about the customs and humanities of Shanshui Zhou City;

Zhuang Feng and his entourage went to the Lushan Cemetery on the shady side of Jiulu Lotus Mountain, where Zhou Jian's funeral was arranged;

The car stopped steadily, and Yu Luo opened the door from the outside, and when he saw Zhuang Feng, he greeted quite calmly: "Young master;"

Zhuang Feng got out of the car, just nodded, did not see Li Qing and Ying Yanren, etc., but did not show anything unusual, and turned to look at Zuo Fuliang who was standing on the side, without seeing much grief, or Zuo Fuliang lived to this age, he was used to seeing death, or he had even experienced the destruction of the Zhou family ten years ago, and he was mentally prepared for Zhou Jian's long-term illness;

At this time, the parking space outside the large-scale funeral parlor that was stirred up because of the so-called feng shui treasure land, the parking space was already full of vehicles in an orderly manner, and there were all kinds of people who seemed to be dense but in fact orderly, obviously wearing funeral clothes, etc.;

Zhuang Feng raised his leg close to Zuo Fuliang and said softly: "Are you ready?"

Zuo Fuliang nodded and didn't say anything;

Zhuang Feng and Zuo Fuliang can barely be regarded as old acquaintances, although in fact they have not been together for a long time, plus this time, they are all walking together at the funeral; the two went to Pingzhou together to participate in the funeral of Cai Xingmiao a few years ago, but today they are attending the funeral of his Zuo Fuliang's own family;

There was no more politeness, and after Zhuang Feng got off the car, he did not introduce Zou Jinfeng Xiaoyu politely, so Zou Jinfeng Xiaoyu and others just followed Zhuang Feng silently, without saying anything;

Although Zhuang Feng did not introduce Zou Jinfeng, Xiaoyu and others, Zuo Fuliang noticed Zou Jinfeng, and his expressionless gaze stayed on Zou Jinfeng;

Zuo Fuliang can notice Zou Jinfeng, this is really normal; Zou Jinfeng used to be Zhuang Feng's spokesperson on the bright side, in this southwest half of the wall, who doesn't know Zou Jinfeng; and Zou Jinfeng's murderous name, placed in the five southwestern states, is also the existence that can make children cry at night silent;

Perhaps, Zuo Fuliang paid attention to Zou Jinfeng, because after Zou Jinfeng disappeared for many years, he now quietly appeared beside Zhuang Feng in front of his eyes, which made people feel a little curious;

Zhuang Feng walked into the lounge, and at first glance, he saw a dark dress with a blue nine-foot lotus pin on his chest;

Jiulu lotus, a kind of lotus juan, Zhou Jian's favorite flower, is also the emblem of the Zhou family;

Zhou Jing, who was originally sitting quietly in the chair, saw Zhuang Feng coming, and immediately stood up, but he just looked at Zhuang Feng silently and did not speak;

I don't know if it's Zhuang Feng's own delusion, or because Zhou Feng lost his father, the last relative; in Zhuang Feng's opinion, Zhou Jing seems to have grown up overnight, and he is no longer the little boy Zhuang Feng saw years ago;

Whether it is the silence on the immature face, or the figure whose height is almost the same as that of Zhuang Feng, no matter how you look at it, it is no longer the child whose mother died early and depended on his father a few years ago;

Zhuang Feng thought, and at the same time walked to Zhou Jing's side, only to find that Zhou Jing's eyes were swollen, just had makeup, this is normal, if a thirteen-year-old boy lost his only relative and didn't cry and swollen his eyes, it is not worth Zhuang Feng to let Zhou Jing live until now;

Looking at Zhou Jing's swollen eyes that had been covered by makeup, Zhuang Feng put on a smiling face and said, "The makeup is good;"

"Uncle;" Zhou Jing listened to Zhuang Feng's obvious joke words, and just made a voice calmly;

Zhuang Feng nodded slightly, and said at the same time: "Actually, without makeup, the effect is better;"

In this regard, Zhou Guo didn't know how to answer, but moved the corners of his mouth a little embarrassed;

"Since the makeup is all on, let's go and sit in the position, otherwise it will be wasted;" When Zhuang Feng was talking to himself, Zou Jinfeng on the side frowned and kicked Zhuang Feng with his toes;

Zhuang Feng's words were really a bit excessive, whether it was for a thirteen-year-old boy who was grieving the loss of his father and his family, or Zhou Jian who was lying in a coffin just across the wall, Zhuang Feng should not have these words come out of his mouth;

However, Zhuang Feng didn't seem to feel it, and after only a slight pause, he continued: "Well, it's shameful to waste;"

After Zhuang Feng finished speaking, Zhou Jing looked at Zhuang Feng and nodded quite seriously, as if he was sincerely taught;

Looking at the appearance of Zhou Shi, Zou Jinfeng's brows locked tighter, and at the same time turned his eyes to look at Zuo Fuliang on the side;

Zuo Fuliang in Zou Jinfeng's sight still had that expressionless expression, he didn't seem to care about Zhuang Feng's jokes just now, and he didn't mind how inappropriate Zhuang Feng's jokes were in the scene in front of his eyes now;

Except for Zhuang Feng's self-talk, Zhou Xiang's listening and teaching, Zuo Fuliang's expressionless expression, most of the other people were like Zou Jinfeng, and they all frowned;

Zhuang Feng didn't realize it later, and didn't seem to notice the change in the atmosphere, and continued to say: "Zuo Ye, are you ready?"

"Everyone who should have arrived has arrived;" Zuo Fuliang said calmly;

Zhuang Feng nodded and said loudly: "Well, you take Zhou Jing out first, let's start;"

"Yes;"

After Zuo Fuliang finished speaking, he looked at the situation and said calmly: "Let's go;"

Following Zuo Fuliang's words, Zhou Jing nodded, and left with Zuo Fuliang;

Zuo Fuliang and Zhou Jing left, and Zou Jinfeng followed and looked at Zhuang Feng, posing as if he wanted to speak and stopped;

According to Zhuang Feng's habits, when Zou Jinfeng changed this expression, he had something to say, but he needed Zhuang Feng to speak first to cause words;

Zhuang Feng did not ask Zou Jinfeng as usual, but as Zhuang Feng did with strangers, as if he didn't see it, and at the same time, with Zuo Fuliang and Zhou Jing's backward steps, he walked to the entrance to the front hall, but he didn't go out, just stood there and watched the situation in the outer hall;

On the outer hall is the funeral parlor's general standard mourning hall layout, an ice coffin is placed in the center, and the corresponding wreath is placed around the ice coffin;

Nowadays, in this world, the so-called family, in some things, is actually quite sad, and it always needs to be hidden, but from another point of view, if it is not hidden, there may not even be a mourning hall of this funeral home system;

If you want to live, you have to hide, and since you are hidden, don't think about a grand burial;

There is such a vulgar saying: in fact, people survive by hiding, from the beginning of the essence, it is a pair of dogs - men and women secretly hide and play, play high and then hide inside, and then after ten months of warm storage, then there is a person; if it is not hidden inside, but shot on the wall, then there will be no later;

Hiding and hiding, just to live, just like Zhuang Feng laughed at himself in the past ten years, living like a cockroach, but he is still alive;

Zhuang Feng is like this a lot of the time, looking at an object scene, and following his thoughts, he doesn't know where to go;

looked at the mourning hall set up for Zhou Jian, but he had a smile inexplicably, which made Zou Jinfeng, who had nothing to say and was holding his breath, even more tightly frowned;

Zhuang Feng didn't pay attention to Zou Jinfeng, who was cold-eyed, and calmly looked at the big drama that was being sung in the mourning hall;

With the appearance of Zuo Fuliang and Zhou Jing, some of the characters who had been guarding the mourning hall all got up consciously and focused their eyes on Zuo Fuliang and Zhou Jing, and at the same time, it was a hoarse voice that was speechless in pain into the heart and lungs, but it was still neat: "Young Master, Zuo Lao;"

Zuo Fuliang looked at the characters standing in front of him, all of them were full of acting skills, crying and mourning with their faces, as if a loved one in the family had died, and the grief was abnormal;

If these characters would be as sad about Zhou Jian's death as they looked at on their faces, to the point where they were immersed in their hearts and lungs and were silent, then Zuo Fuliang would not believe it;

Ten years ago, the Zhou family collapsed, and only a handful of old Zhou people like Zuo Fuliang survived;

The reason for gathering is just interests;

Even so, Zuo Fuliang had to put on the same sad appearance, saying insincere words, perhaps even Zuo Fuliang himself did not believe in words;

"You say, if I die, will you do the same?" Zhuang Feng, who stood behind the curtain and looked at the repertoire being staged in the mourning hall, said a little abruptly;

Zou Jinfeng listened to Zhuang Feng's sudden sentence, and thought about it quite seriously, and then said: "Is it a big opera, or a stab?"

"Isn't that a thing?" said Zhuang Feng;

"Then you still ask?" Zou Jinfeng threw down a sentence without good words;

Zhuang Feng didn't seem to see Zou Jinfeng's words at all, and pulled the smile that habitually pulled half of his cheeks and trembled, and said jokingly: "If I die, I will definitely avoid you, lest I watch you sing a big drama and can't help laughing; in that case, uh, the scene will be embarrassing;"

"Then when are you going to die?" obvious jokes, Zou Jinfeng naturally has no good words;

"Just these two years;"

"Why don't you bury it with Zhou Jian?"

"It's time for us to play;" Zhuang Feng glanced at the text message he had just received on the phone, ending the boring joke;

"Is it really singing?" Zou Jinfeng said helplessly;

Zhuang Feng didn't say much, turned his eyes and glanced at the court, and then the court seemed to be prepared, kept up with Zhuang Feng's pace, and hugged Zhuang Feng to the front hall;

With the appearance of Zhuang Feng, the characters who were originally working with Zuo Fuliang and there focused their attention on Zhuang Feng's body, but in fact, the people present who could know Zhuang Feng belonged to one of the few kittens two or three;

Zhuang Feng did not deliberately pretend to be sad, but the expressionless when he did not speak already made people feel sad; this is the appearance of Zhuang Feng for most of the ten years, always making people feel lifeless, cold and disgusting;

But this should be placed on the funeral, then there is a feeling of grief in the marrow, and it doesn't look so disgusting, on the contrary, it is quite harmonious, or how to say that people can only adapt to the environment, as long as the environment is suitable, the original disgusting cold and dead air will become appropriate;

This is also normal, Zhuang Feng's disgusting cold and dead air is because there are too many dead people and excessive sadness, which leads to being trapped in it and unable to extricate himself, and he can't let go of the accumulation caused by ten years;

Usually people feel disgusted when they look at it, but when they are put in front of the eye, it fits the scene quite well;

Some of the people present looked at the sad and cold Zhuang Feng, in fact, most of them saw Zhuang Feng for the first time, but there were also guesses about Zhuang Feng's identity;

This is the usual habit of the family today, although he hears his name, in fact, it is extremely difficult to see him; not only the children of the family like Zhuang Feng, but also the children of the Gongdang nobles who are in power in Jinguo, or the children of the so-called officials and eunuchs above the third level, will not expose themselves to the eyes of the common people;

Those so-called envy or hatred, or admiration and envy, the so-called officials-second generation, and rich-second generation, are actually some small officials who are not in the stream, and when they are big, they are fourth-level official hats, or small businessmen like nouveau riche, although in the eyes of the common people, the official hats of those officials-second generations are big enough, and the family assets of those nouveau riche small businessmen are already on the so-called rich list, and they have astronomical amounts of money that most commoners can't earn in a few lifetimes;

The high-ranking officials who are really powerful, or the giants who are really rich and rival the country, will not be stupid enough to expose themselves to the eyes of the civilians, let alone do some to provoke the criticism of the civilians, let alone enjoy the envy of the civilians, in order to make their own feelings superior, this character who stays in today's top-floor buildings, really does not need to find that bit of self-esteem and enjoyment in the civilians;

One by one, the deeper the hidden, the better, because only by hiding can we control everything freely;

Once exposed, it will be roasted on the fire; things with big sesame seeds will be used by people with good intentions, causing irreparable losses, and even ruining the family;

Especially in the unprecedentedly developed information age that is now in front of our eyes, we have to take a few more steps behind the scenes and hide ourselves deeper; this is also the most tacit thing that all the really powerful, powerful and rich people in Jinguo have done; and what makes these people even more deeply hidden is that almost no one among the common people pays attention to current affairs, and the death of a meritorious old man who has worked hard and benefited the country and the people is not as concerned as the broken nails of a play;

The world is like this, and the small group of people in Jinguo are happy to make the common people so ignorant; the so-called foolish people are exactly what they want; if there are no foolish people, then they will still rule a fart;

For the same reason, some of the characters in this mourning hall, although they are also characters in the two divisions of the two-eight law, most of them are seeing Zhuang Feng for the first time, the way of the world is like this, and Zhuang Feng hides deeper than others;

Although most of them are seeing Zhuang Feng for the first time, it is not difficult to guess Zhuang Feng's identity;

One is that Zou Jinfeng is famous, and Zou Jinfeng, as the spokesperson of Zhuang Feng on the bright side, can't hide it like Zhuang Feng; although it is not a kitten with two or three that can be seen at will, but in that state and place, there are some rich people who are rich or have entered the rank of ninth-level officials, or county and district Taoist figures, although they may not all have dealt with Zou Jinfeng, but they can all be said to know Zou Jinfeng;

As for the existence of the family behind Zou Jinfeng, it has to be an official above the fourth level, and other figures in the same position to be qualified to know;

And now there are enough people to attend Zhou Jian's funeral in front of their eyes, that is also the little monster of the year, and now they have become a big monster, but they are also envious and jealous of all kinds of emotions in that little monster era and looked up to Zou Jinfeng;

In addition, there are some people who can stand here in front of the eyes now, and they are the backbone of the Zhou family's forces; Regarding Zhou Jian's death, there are naturally old-timers like Zuo Fuliang who have passed through it in advance;

Now looking at Zou Jinfeng's natural tendency to step half a step behind Zhuang Feng, according to the rules of etiquette, the people who can make Zou Jinfeng tend to walk behind him are except for the head of the family to which Zou Jinfeng belongs, that is, there are only a few people;

With an old-timer like Zuo Fuliang ventilating in advance, and Zou Jinfeng being embraced by half a step behind, then Zhuang Feng's identity will naturally be clear;

As the old saying goes, it is better to see than to see, and when you see Zhuang Feng, the characters present will inevitably be a little disappointed, and they will no longer believe that the old saying is pure nonsense;

The rumored Zhuang Feng belongs to a very beautiful man, but the Zhuang Feng who he saw with his own eyes can only be regarded as a middle-aged man who looks very ordinary;

Dressed in a funeral dress, with a blue nine-foot lotus on his chest, shoulder-length hair, and a cold face that penetrates into the marrow, so that his facial features look extremely ordinary; ordinary frame, ordinary face, ordinary mourning, not to mention no temperament, really belongs to the type that can no longer be found in the pile of embarrassment; or in their so-called jargon, that is, Zhuang Feng belongs to the type of loser who cannot arouse the loyalty of his subordinates;

Maybe it's because I've heard his name for a long time and haven't seen him, but at first glance there is some curiosity, and even Zhuang Feng's beard with a long half of his cheeks can be seen clearly, although Zhuang Feng has shaved his beard clean;

In addition, it is really better to see than to hear, and at first sight, it is a great disappointment that people will never see each other again, and perhaps only the beard with a long half of the face is the only thing that distinguishes Zhuang Feng;

Zhuang Feng, who is a big disappointment, if it weren't for the support of Zou Jinfeng's murderous name, maybe some of the characters present would have unabashedly revealed some emotions;

However, no matter how deep the mask was concealed, in Zhuang Feng's eyes, it was like no mask, and it was already clear from the eyes of some of the characters present;

Fortunately, Zhuang Feng had already been accustomed to the disgusted expressions of others for him in those ten years, and he would not care about those well-concealed contempt, disdain, disdain, disgust, ridicule, and various emotions;

With the appearance of Zhuang Feng, Zuo Fuliang was ready to make a polite introduction, but Zuo Fuliang moved his mouth, and was interrupted by Zhuang Feng before he made a sound;

"I, Zhuang Feng, from now on, will be your master, and your net worth and life will belong to this seat;"

After speaking, the place that was originally the mourning hall became even more silent, and even the sound of breathing seemed a little mocking;

Zou Jinfeng, Luo and other Zhuang Feng's own people didn't know in advance what Zhuang Feng would say; but, according to the rules and etiquette, Zhuang Feng should first express his condolences, after all, there was still his Zhuang Feng's brother lying in the ice coffin, no matter what, he had to pay homage to the pillar first;

For Zuo Fuliang, according to the process agreed with Zhuang Feng before, it should be a polite introduction to Zhuang Feng first, as well as the relationship between Zhuang Feng and Zhou Jian, and at the same time, Zhuang Feng should be extremely sad and want to die but silent, and he has to add a few lines of tears, and the specific number of tears is decided by Zhuang Feng himself;

Then there is to make a sad promise to Zhou Guo and so on, what is the relationship with his father, what must be a performance such as treating Zhou Guo as if he has already appeared; of course, how to act Zhou Qian, this Zuo Fuliang has already let Zhou Guo practice many times;

Then, Zuo Fuliang persuaded some mourning in the sky and the like, and finally read Zhou Jian's will; finally, he really did a funeral for Zhou Jian; finally, the funeral was over, Zhuang Feng took over Zhou Jian's estate, and went back to each family to find his own;

Now in front of his eyes, Zhuang Feng directly skipped the process, ignored the human accident, and brazenly claimed that some of the characters present belonged to him Zhuang Feng;

Almost all of the people present were not so mentally prepared, so the whole scene suddenly seemed terrifyingly silent;

Even the person who was originally assigned a task to answer the call to find fault was so suddenly self by Zhuang Feng that he didn't react for a while, and he was not able to pick up the conversation;

No one answered, and Zhuang Feng didn't continue to say anything, just turned around, walked to the incense table, picked up the incense, and lit it, but he didn't salute, just inserted the incense in the incense burner at will;

At the same time, Zhou Jing took a few steps forward and walked behind Zhuang Feng, as if he was trying his best to suppress his grief or anger, causing his voice to tremble greatly, and some of his voice was hoarse: "People who can even kill their brothers are still pretending to burn incense and worship here, Zhuang Feng, he is really capable of pretending to be crazy;"

The originally cold and lonely scene became more depressing because of the words of Zhou Shi, or was depressed by Zhou Shi's hysterical appearance;

No one made a sound, and Zhuang Feng didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and said casually: "I'll just say, it's better to do it without makeup; like now, with makeup, I can't even show the scarlet in my eyes, and I don't have any grief and suppressed anger; it's more like a little kid who didn't sleep well last night and started to get angry with this guy in the morning;"

was said by Zhuang Feng, the little strength that Zhou Guo had so easily mustered up completely lost his confidence, looked quite helpless, shifted his gaze, and looked at Zuo Fuliang pitifully;

At this time, Zou Jinfeng finally realized where Zhuang Feng's inappropriate words came from;

"I originally planned that you would go back to Jiangzhou, and this matter would be settled;" Zuo Fuliang said unhurriedly;

"Who would have thought that I would come back again?" Zhuang Feng naturally took over the conversation, paused for a moment, and continued: "Not only is he coming back, but he also sent people to take over the ground of the master, then this is looking for death, and it is not possible to die without dying;"

Being choked by Zhuang Feng like this, Zuo Fuliang was not unusual, nor was he annoyed or angry, nor did he even feel embarrassed, and calmly followed Zhuang Feng's words: "Yes;"

"But I'm still back;" Zhuang Feng tugged at the corners of his mouth and pushed up a light smile;

Mu is expressionless, cold and dead, and adds a light smile, in fact, it is quite annoying, this Zhuang Feng himself knows, because Zhuang Feng has seen too much disgust in ten years, so he can get a good impression by learning what the book says about piling up a smile, in fact, Zhuang Feng only sees more disgust;

Zuo Fuliang looked at Zhuang Feng's shallow smile, and by this time there was no need to suppress anything, and naturally showed disgust, but he also calmly shifted his gaze, looked at the others, and said calmly: "Yes, I'm still back;"

After a pause, Zuo Fuliang added: "But what's the use of coming back?"

"Zuo Ye, yes, according to your age, you have known that I am a useless person since a long time ago, and now that you come again, you don't have to be annoyed to talk about it, anyway, I am tired of listening to it, but now I still have to say that you are useless bullshit, not even a thirteen-year-old baby;"

As he spoke, Zhuang Feng seemed to be a little angry;

In addition to the process agreed upon by Zuo Fuliang and Zhuang Feng, Zuo Fuliang also has a process; the process agreed with Zhuang Feng is similar, or the beginning is the same, the variables are reading Zhou Jian's will; and then someone stood up and accused Zhuang Feng of not being qualified to inherit Zhou Jian's estate, at this time Zuo Fuliang followed the fair to say a few good words for Zhuang Feng, and then someone pointed out the existence of Zhou Feng, further denying Zhuang Feng's inheritance rights, and then several older figures who were still alive in Zhou's family would also come out to talk about Zhou Jian's sons, Zhuang Feng's so-called will is clearly forged, and it is clear that it is hard to rob and so on;

At this time, Zuo Fuliang will objectively and fairly say something about Zhou Jian's last period of life, only Zhuang Feng and the young Zhou Jing were by his side;

The next step is to occupy the height of morality and etiquette, crusade against Zhuang Feng, and finally slaughter Zhuang Feng on the spot;

The plan is very good, but the old saying that the plan can't catch up with the changes, or Zuo Fuliang didn't expect Zhuang Feng to skip the process, and directly claimed that some of the characters present belonged to him Zhuang Feng;

In the face of changes, Zuo Fuliang was not able to respond in time, but stood up with Zhou Shi, and said the words that had been rehearsed many times according to the established process, of course, he was a little nervous, and his words were not complete;

In the face of Zhuang Feng's words, Zuo Fuliang looked at Zhou Qian, who seemed to have lost the courage he had before, drooping his head, as if he had done something wrong, and he didn't dare to look at people with his head down;

Zuo Fuliang rubbed Zhou Shi's hair with a general, a kind look, and said at the same time: "People are old, they are slow to react, and they have no courage, so they should be cautious and cautious;

Although Zuo Fuliang looked at a kind appearance and his words were quite calm, to Zhuang Feng's ears, they were different words;

However, Zhuang Feng was also in the early estimation, especially when he first arrived, he only saw Yu Luo alone, and did not see Ying Yan and other people appear;

Luo Yingyuan and the others only set off three days earlier than Zhuang Feng, and in just three days, if they wanted Luo Yingyuan and them to control the situation, it was really too difficult for a strong person, and they underestimated Zhou Jian's ability, and underestimated Zuo Fuliang's old figures;

"Compared with you, I am still young, but I compare myself, I still find that my age is a little older, sometimes in order to give new words, I have to say some sorrow, boo something old, for some things, it is not your previous knowledge;"

Zhuang Feng's words were extremely calm, but Zuo Fuliang was not so calm when he heard it;

Zuo Fuliang did arrest Luo Yingyuan, the people sent by Zhuang Feng, and there was something in his words that made Zhuang Feng have some scruples;

Other people may not know what Zhuang Feng has hidden under the name of the mad dog, but Zuo Fuliang has followed Zhou Jian for so many years, and Zhou Jian is one of the people who knows Zhuang Feng best, so Zuo Fuliang also knows what Zhuang Feng's hidden temperament is;

Zhuang Feng has a fatal weakness, that is, he attaches great importance to feelings, just like Zhuang Feng's wife was attacked and killed ten years ago, and he was angry at the crown, which led to the incident of whale swallowing southwest ten years ago;

Just one woman, Zhuang Feng actually did his best with his family background there, openly starting a war with several other families in the southwest, completely ignoring the official reaction, and even ignoring the military recklessly;

If that's all it takes, it will only make people feel that the Zhuang family has a solid foundation, and it will even play a deterrent role, so that the official military does not dare to move, and in fact, it is true, the official military has chosen to remain silent about Zhuang Feng's behavior;

There is this section, the Zhuang family has the first hand, and it also has a great advantage; even Zuo Fuliang at that time felt that Zhuang Feng could succeed despite being in a hostile state; or several other families at that time also had this feeling, and they knew that they couldn't do Zhuang Feng;

The situation is so good, but Zhuang Feng suddenly disappeared inexplicably, causing the good situation to collapse in an instant;

Zuo Fuliang didn't understand what happened to Zhuang Feng back then, let alone what happened to the Zhuang family, and he couldn't understand that before Jin didn't hesitate to tear the Taiping mask and use the army to suppress it, Zhuang Feng himself stopped and disappeared;

The first hand advantage of the overall situation, inexplicably broken by Zhuang Feng himself; no one knows why;

Later, with Zhou Jian, Zuo Fuliang understood;

It was not that Zhuang Feng took the lead and gave up, but in that competition, Zhuang Feng lost many relatives, which caused Zhuang Feng to be unable to bear the emotional blow, and then chose to escape;

After Zuo Fuliang learned such an inside story, he originally admired Zhuang Feng for playing such a big game, but after learning the truth, he looked down on Zhuang Feng from the bottom of his heart;

As the head of the family, he occupies a good situation of swallowing the southwest half of the wall, but just because he can't bear the emotional blow, he actually escapes, and ends up with a personal death and a broken family;

In this world, Zhuang Feng's behavior may be said to be a good person in the civilian world, but since he was born in this world, Zhuang Feng is not a qualified head of the family, but belongs to the goods that should be slaughtered and eaten;

As the head of the family, or for the superior, there should only be interests in his eyes; in the competition for the general trend of the world, or for the interests of his own family, that human life is the least important consumption, regardless of relatives or relatives; when he opens the glorious history books, who cares about the lives of his parents, wives and children who has become a major event since ancient times? Not to mention any brotherhood and friendship, it doesn't matter;

Zuo Fuliang understood the events of the year, so he grasped Zhuang Feng's weaknesses;

With Zhuang Feng's temperament, although Luo Yingyuan and these people are not as good as Zhuang Feng's brothers, they are the few remaining family members after ten years;

Now, Zuo Fuliang uses Ying Yuan and others as bargaining chips, and Zhuang Feng's words actually reveal the meaning of no longer caring, which makes Zuo Fuliang a little uncertain;

People are subject to change, and there are not a few decades in life, and it is reasonable that the time span of ten years has changed.

Zuo Fuliang understood this truth in an instant;

After understanding, Zuo Fu turned his head to look at Zhou Jing, and said at the same time: "What about him?

Zhuang Feng followed Zuo Fuliang's words, shifted his gaze to look at Zhou Qian, piled up a sincere smile, and said loudly: "Happy to say that I hope that in the future, I hope that a son will sprinkle two cups of bamboo wine in front of the tombstone for him during the New Year's Festival, this little thing, I will naturally be satisfied;"

Listening to Zhuang Feng's words, Zuo Fuliang felt a little confident in his heart;

"But it doesn't have to be a week;"

The most annoying thing to talk about is but, Zuo Fuliang is a little bit angry with Panasonic, and when he heard Zhuang Feng's words, he almost couldn't help but beat Zhuang Feng directly;

Without waiting for Zuo Fuliang to react, Zhou Shi raised his head, his brows were compact, and he stared at Zhuang Feng with hatred;

Not only did Zhou Guo react, but almost at the same time, Zou Jinfeng took a step forward, with the same frowns compact, glaring at Zhuang Feng;

Zou Jinfeng suddenly took a step forward, causing a chain reaction that the guards of Zhuang Feng such as Luo Menting all remindedly put their hands on their weapons;

Zhuang Feng's guards reacted, and some of the other characters present also subconsciously put their hands on their weapons;

There are also two characters who look older than Zuo Fuliang who are subconsciously stepping out of the crowd and raising the range intercom in their hands to their mouths, as if they only need Zuo Fuliang to give a final sentence, then the people waiting outside this mourning hall will receive the order to attack;

The scene suddenly had a taste of sabre-rattling;