Chapter 920 I don't know the real face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain
Chapter 920: I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain
"I, I want to tell you that this time when I go back, I will definitely think about my mistakes, reflect on them, change my ways, and never do anything harmful to the world."
Zhao Huang lowered his head deeply, and his words and deeds seemed to come from his heart, without any falsehood.
However, from an angle that others could not see, his face at this moment showed a look of hatred and unwillingness.
He has been pampered since he was a child, but he has never been so humble to others as he is now.
If it weren't for saving his life, he wouldn't admit his mistake to Chen Qi.
What he was thinking was that at worst he would go back this time and never travel far again.
Within the Zhao family's sphere of influence, he was still the local little overlord, with no shortage of women, money, glory, and wealth.
As for reforming, Chen Qi was so far away from the emperor that he didn't believe he could be so lenient.
But, how could his little moves escape Chen Qi's eyes?
But Chen Qi sneered for a moment, "Do you really treat me like a three-year-old child, so easy to fool?"
Chen Qi suddenly picked up Zhao Huang and stared at the other person's vicious eyes that he had yet to hide.
"At such a young age, not only is he vicious-hearted, but he also knows how to tolerate it and lie dormant. If he stays in this world, it will be a disaster."
Zhao Huang was finally scared out of his wits, his whole body was shaking, and his crotch was soaked with a pool of foul-smelling liquid. "Brother, I really didn't lie to you. I will definitely change my ways. I..."
"I'm not your father, and I don't have time to wait for you to change your ways."
After saying that, Chen Qi clasped his five fingers together, and with a click sound, he broke Zhao Huang's neck.
"No!"
When Zhao Qingxiu saw her son's tragic death, she was so frightened that she rolled her eyes and fainted on the spot.
Then, Chen Qi casually threw Zhao Huang's body aside.
He raised his eyes slightly and looked around at everyone in the hall.
"Since you are here to offer incense to old Mr. Murong to see him off, how can Mr. Chen refuse everyone's sincerity?"
"Next, the funeral will be held as usual. I hope that everyone can help and make a strong contribution."
Everyone looked at each other and saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.
With the Lin family and Zhao family having learned from the past, they would not dare to object even if they were absolutely unwilling.
After all, it is better than having the body and head removed.
…
The sun sets in the west.
A blood-red dusk colored half of the sky red.
[Longzhong], the originally deserted streets seemed to be awakened by some movement, and people walked out of their homes one after another, looking around curiously.
Accompanied by a burst of mourning cries, there was a long procession of people wearing sackcloth and mourning, carrying coffins for burial, walking along the street.
At the front of the team, Murong Qingxue was wearing a filial piety handkerchief and hugging the portrait of her grandfather Murong Haoying.
Afterwards, Amao carried a bamboo basket, and every time he waved his hand, he picked up a few pieces of waxy paper money.
Finally, Qi Rong, Zeng Fan and others were struggling to carry the heavy coffin and move forward slowly.
Zhao Qingxiu wore a filial piety handkerchief on his head, and he kowtowed every three steps, sobbing and crying.
I don’t know if he is mourning the death of the owner of the coffin, or crying for his son who died not long ago.
The scent of incense lingered, and the voice filled my ears, as if the heavens were speechless and choked.
Such a battle should make the onlookers talk a lot.
"Huh?
Aren't those people Qi Rong, the old head of the Qi family in Youzhou?"
In the crowd, someone pointed at the coffin bearers and said in surprise.
"And the head of the Zeng family in Qianzhou, Zeng Fan!"
"I remember that woman is the eldest lady of the Zhao family in southern Fujian, Zhao Qingxiu?"
"Why are they carrying the coffin?
Who are you carrying the coffin for?"
Some thoughtful people have already noticed that [Longzhong] has experienced a sudden increase in the number of foreigners in recent days.
There are many nobles and nobles among them, including Qi, Zhao, Qian, and Lin, who are all here.
It is said that their purpose is to compete for the Murong family's only female heir, Murong Qingxue.
But, what exactly is happening now?
Why did these people form a funeral procession to pay tribute to Murong Haoying?
This scene certainly made the surrounding residents feel very happy.
After all, these aristocratic people who used to be lofty and dominant in the past did not pay attention to common people like them at all.
Now that I can see them being trampled on by others, I should take pleasure in their misfortune.
But while I was enjoying myself, I had to wonder, what went wrong?
"I heard that Chen Qi, the new head of the Chen Royal family, is supporting the Murong family. These clowns are all scared to death!"
Chen Huang personally left the stage to see Murong Haoying off?
This news immediately shocked countless residents in the surrounding area.
There were rumors from the outside that Murong Haoying was not killed by the Chen royal family, but that he willingly chose to commit suicide in order to express his ambition and completely end the grudges between the Murong family and the Chen royal family.
Now, it seems that this is not just spreading rumors.
In other words, it makes sense that the Chen Royal Family and the Murong Family have settled their old feud, and that Chen Huang himself came to see Murong Haoying off.
However, the Qi, Zhao, Zeng, and Lin families happened to be hit by the muzzle of the gun.
Want to rape the only female heir of the Murong family, Murong Qingxue?
Isn't this asking for death?
The long queue disappeared along the long street into the long night.
That night, the current helmsman of the Chen Royal family, Chen Huang, appeared in [Longzhong], which was widely rumored.
During the Royal War, Chen Qi's reputation has spread all over the world.
Now, he appeared alone in this small, slightly remote county, which naturally caused an uproar.
The next day, in the suburbs of [Longzhong] County, deep in a mountain forest.
This place is shrouded in thick fog all year round, and even at noon, it is impossible to see even if you stretch out your hand.
In addition, the terrain is dangerous. Once an ordinary person enters, he will either lose his way and be unable to escape, or he will fall off the cliff without any bones left.
As a result, the local government, for the sake of the safety of civilians, designated this area as a restricted area, prohibiting anyone from entering.
However, deep in this dense fog, there are several wooden houses built in what should be a desolate and inhabited place.
An old man, wearing a raincoat, was fishing alone under a thousand-foot waterfall.
He has an immortal demeanor and a pair of sharp sword-like eyes.
At this time, a young man in his early thirties walked over behind him.
He stood quietly behind the old man without saying a word.
After an unknown amount of time, the old man took out a pipe and lit a few puffs of cigarettes for himself.
While the clouds and mist were rising, a hoarse voice reached the man's ears.
"What's the matter?"
This voice should belong to the old man, but what is strange is that the old man did not speak.
"That man is coming to [Longzhong]."
The young man bowed and responded.
"who?"
"The current head of the Chen Royal Family, Chen Qi."
The old man paused slightly, knocked on his pipe, and added a few more strands of tobacco to himself.
"What is he doing in [Longzhong]?"
"It seems that I am sending Murong Haoying off and taking Murong Qingxue back."
