As a big family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, the Zhao family naturally has a profound foundation.

In the eyes of the Zhao family, the glory of the family is certainly inseparable from the efforts of the heads of the past dynasties, but Feng Shui also accounts for a large proportion.

The Zhao family’s family cemetery is located in Tianxiu Mountain in the east of the city.

An expert who has traveled here once said that the Tianxiu Mountain gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which is a dragon vein. The family that was established here in the ancestral tombs will surely prosper throughout the ages, and rise to dragons and phoenixes.

No one can tell whether the master’s prediction of Feng Shui is accurate, but the Zhao family has indeed produced many heroes in the past hundred years.

Especially after Zhao Guiting became the head of the family, the Zhao family's strength increased sharply.

He has won the six lords and has never met an enemy for decades.

But all of this seemed to have changed after Ji Haotian returned to Yunzhou.

First, Zhao Shangjun's business agent Li Jinxiu died of a birthday party.

Later, the family of Zhao's family's in-laws was even more destroyed.

In the end, even the wife of the Zhao family's main wife was slapped in the neck with a knife.

For the Zhao family, who stands at the top of this city.

These experiences are already a great shame.

Tiger's teeth extraction.

Is it tolerable, who can't bear it?

However, under Zhao Guiting's instruction, all the anger was suppressed. As for Fang Haoyue's death, it was even more secret. He only claimed that the Fang family accidentally caught fire and the whole family was buried in the sea of ​​fire. When the wife of the sect leader heard about an accident in her parents' family, she was furious and caused her old illness to die.

No one understands Zhao Guiting's approach.

However, no one dared to refuse to obey the orders of the head of the family.

This day was the first seventh day of Fang Haoyue.

Because she died suddenly, she was not qualified to be buried in the Zhao family's cemetery, so she could only open a separate cemetery at the foot of the mountain.

In seven days, Fang Haoyue's cemetery was built, covering an area of ​​more than ten acres, and the ground was paved with jade bricks.

There are all kinds of pavilions, towers, rockery and flowing water, like an ancient manor.

The cold winter is cold.

Shade of green trees.

Small bridge and flowing water.

Ten miles of spiritual banners are in a row.

Even for tombs, the tombs of Zhao's family are much stronger than the residences of most people in the city.

The Zhao family held a funeral, and news spread like wildfire.

It was not deliberately promoted, but it caused a sensation across the city.

Since the beginning of the morning, the road at the foot of Tianxiu Mountain has been completely blocked by cars, and the wreaths sent continuously have stacked the colorful hillsides on the front.

It is said that in order to pay tribute to the wife of Zhao, people from all walks of life in Yunzhou directly sold out wreaths and paper money in the entire city.

Nearly ten thousand people came to the cemetery to pay tribute.

The nine bronze tripods used to burn paper money in front of the grave were burned red.

The stove top at the front has been filled with tribute incense.

People from the six lords were above ten thousand people during their lifetime.

Even if you die, you will still be filled with sorrow and honor!

In front of Fang Haoyue's tomb, Zhao Shangjun was kneeling in front of the grave in white mourning clothes, staring at the tombstone in front of him with cold eyes.

He was the eldest son of the Zhao family and the next heir to the head of the family. He lived a life of superiority and food and clothing since he was a child.

Rich and glory.

Born extraordinary.

The blood of the Zhao family gave Zhao Shangjun a strong confidence. He was domineering in daily life and seemed calm or indifferent to anyone or things.

And today, everyone can see the sadness on Zhao Shangjun's face.

No matter how high his status is, he is Fang Haoyue's son. Now that his mother, who has been extremely doting since childhood, has been slapped with cold swords, how can he not let his heart feel hatred?

"Bang!"

The way his mother's burnt body was when she was transported back to the Zhao family flashed in her mind. Zhao Shangjun's eyes were about to burst into flames, crushing a rock in his hand.

"Master, you are mourning!"

After a while, a voice rang around.

Zhao Shangjun looked slightly and turned to look at Wang Yuhua who was sent out by him early in the morning: "How is the matter done?"

“Things are not going well.”

Wang Yuhua looked at Zhao Shangjun's sinister eyes and unconsciously avoided his gaze: "Today, at the auction of Jinxiu Group, I was about to take down Hongyun Company, but someone suddenly made a fuss and pledged Hongyun Company away."

"What?!"

After hearing this name, Zhao Shangjun stared at Wang Yuhua sharply: "In Yunzhou, someone dares to get charcoal from my Zhao family basin. What's the use of me raising you, this waste?"

"Young Master, please calm down!"

Wang Yuhua knew that Zhao Shangjun's mood was extremely bad today. At this moment, he saw him getting angry, his legs became weak, and he knelt straight on the side: "What happened today is not that villains are incompetent, but this person who competes with me is a master with ruthless means. He is arrogant because of his martial arts and relies entirely on force to steal Hongyun Company from my hands. I am willing to compete, but I am powerless to bring good luck."

"Master? Is it true that no matter what kind of cat or dog in Yunzhou, do you dare to do the right thing with my Zhao family?"

Zhao Shangjun was almost blown up: "Investigate this person's identity immediately."

"I've found out before I came back."

Wang Yuhua hurriedly said: "This man is the remnant who escaped from Xuanxiushan Ji's family back then. He is called Ji Haotian, he..."

"Bang!"

Before Wang Yuhua could finish his words, Zhao Shangjun hit the ground with a sharp punch. The jade tiles immediately cracked several spider web patterns, and gritted their teeth and spit out a few words: "Ji Haotian!! Are you determined to be an enemy of my Zhao family?"

When Wang Yuhua saw Zhao Shangjun's eyes were so frightened that he was silent. After a while, he continued to ask submissively: "Young Master, do you know this Ji Haotian?"

"Bang!"

Zhao Shangjun suddenly waved his hand and slapped Wang Yuhua in the face: "My business is my turn to inquire?"

Hate is overwhelming.

Heavy murderous intent.

"Yes, yes, yes, little mouth is so naughty!"

Wang Yuhua was slapped by Zhao Shangjun, and blood bleeded from the corner of her mouth. She immediately got up and knelt down, and lowered her body.

"Huhh!"

After hearing the name Ji Haotian, Zhao Shangjun gasped for a long time before barely suppressing his anger. Since Fang Haoyue's death, Zhao Guiting has never mentioned revenge.

Not only that, Zhao Shangjun, who was determined to take revenge, also issued a confinement order, strictly ordering him not to seek revenge on Ji Haotian, and even cut off his contact with the outside world.

If it weren't for today's first seventh day of my mother, Zhao Shangjun wouldn't even be able to leave the mansion.

Forever and end sometimes.

This hatred will last forever.

At this moment, Zhao Shangjun didn't care why Zhao Guiting was so afraid of Ji Haotian. From his perspective, he just wanted to make Ji Haotian, his enemy, eat meat and sleep with his skin, and crush his bones and raise ashes.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shangjun stared at his mother's tombstone and spoke in a low voice:

"Ji Haotian killed my mother and robbed my business. Is there my Zhao family in his eyes? Could it be that he really thinks that my Zhao family is a toothless tiger!"

Hate is overwhelming.

Furious.

"Young Master, this Ji Haotian acts arrogantly and is indeed arrogant. If you don't teach him some lessons, he may be even more arrogant!"

When Wang Yuhua saw that Zhao Shangjun was about to take action against Ji Haotian himself, he was immediately overjoyed.

"If I do things, you don't need your attention. You just need to do what I told you."

Zhao Shangjun suppressed his breath: "From now on, keep an eye on this person's every move, and wait until I finish my mother's funeral, and personally take the head of his neck!"

"Yes, the little one will stare him to death immediately!"

Wang Yuhua nodded and quickly disappeared among the crowd that worshipped Fang Haoyue.

Zhao Shangjun knelt in front of the grave and gently dusted off a wisp of dust from his mother's tombstone, and his anger overflowed:
Chapter completed!