V2.Chapter 33

Although the Jinlin yuan family is not a grand family inherited for thousands of years, it also has a history of 100 years.

But in this family, there have been no particularly powerful masters, and their home is closer to the suburbs of Zhengtong County, so simply speaking of regional influence, the yuan family is not as good as the he family in Taicang county.

However, because the yuan family is located in this geographical location and has always been low-key, they have a lot of contacts, but unfortunately, these contacts can not help them resist the threat from the strong.

In the countryside of zhengtongjun City, outside a huge manor, suddenly came the sound of several horses galloping.

A moment later, eight horses have arrived at the gate of the manor. Among these eight horses, there is a special god horse.

This horse is red all over, without a hair. It is the same color as the ripe jujube. Anyone who sees it will praise it.

The door opened quickly, and an old servant came out of it and said respectfully, "master, you are back."

Yuan Zhencheng's face changed slightly, his body moved slightly, and his feet were firmly on the ground. He sternly asked, "what happened at home?"

The old servant shook his head and looked at he Quanxin behind him. As for he Yitian and he Yiming, they had been subconsciously ignored by the old man.

Yuan Zhencheng said in a deep voice, "don't worry, this is master he Quanxin of the he family in Taicang. With him here, even if it's fan Shu who comes in person, it's not a worry."

His words were resolute and eloquent. After Lang Lang spread, he had a disturbing power.

Since the fan family hit on the yuan family, Yuan Zhencheng has been depressed for too long, so he took this opportunity to burst out at this moment, and also took this opportunity to show that today's yuan family has the capital to compete with the fan family.

The old servant's face really became bright in an instant, and his eyes looking at he Quanxin were full of admiration.

Fan Shu, the contemporary master of the fan family, is a well-known master with great strength in the ten layers. Since this master of the he family can compete with this man, he is at least an expert of the same level.

In the face of such a master, the old servant's heart was naturally quite excited.

The news of Yuan Zhenxin's return home soon spread all over the manor, and more importantly, he also brought back a great master with ten layers of internal strength. Undoubtedly, it was like a centering pin, which stimulated the confidence of everyone in the whole manor.

When Yuan Zhenxin came to the hall with he Quanxin, someone had been waiting there for a long time.

A rich old man stood on the steps of the hall, his face full of happy smiles. Just seeing the figure of he Quanxin and others, he immediately strode forward.

"Haha, fifty years ago, I wandered in Tianluo country with brother he for a whole decade. Later, brother he settled in Taicang County, and I returned to my family. Unexpectedly, this parting was more than 40 years." The old man burst out laughing and sighing, and then asked, "how is brother he after all these years of absence?"

He Yiming and others immediately understood that this must be the contemporary master of the yuan family, Yuan Zeyu, who has been friends with he Wude for decades.

He Quanxin hurriedly took a step forward and bowed down: "Uncle yuan, my father is in good health, but I miss you very much."

Yuan Zeyu quickly helped him up and said, "don't be so polite to our two family friends."

He Yiming was behind them, muttering to himself that grandpa and you might have been friends decades ago, but they haven't seen each other for so many years. Now the relationship between the two families is maintained by mutual transactions. If Uncle isn't useful to you now, I'm afraid you won't be so polite.

However, he only dared to think about it in his heart. In any case, it was impossible to say it face to face.

The two men had a diplomatic talk in the hall for a moment, and entered the hall under yuan Zeyu's gracious greeting.

The servant came up and offered tea. Yuan Zeyu's eyes fell on he Yitian and his two people. He smiled and said, "I haven't seen him for decades. Brother he has already opened branches and leaves, and even the third generation of children have grown to this level." With a long sigh, he said, "Li Ling has been practicing hard for more than 20 years, and now it is only the peak of six levels, but one day, the virtuous nephew has advanced to the seventh level, and he is indeed the favored son of heaven."

He Yitian stood up, bowed deeply to the old man and said, "Grandpa yuan, you flatter me."

Yuan Zeyu laughed, looked at he Yiming with hesitation, and asked, "sincerely, which son of the he family is this?"

Yuan Zhencheng immediately said, "Dad, this is the second son of brother Quanyi, he Yiming."

Yuan Zeyu nodded slightly. He thought it was just an ordinary son sent by the he family to see. After greeting, he no longer paid attention to it.

He Yiming is already famous in Taicang county. He Yiming is not only the first master of the young generation of the three aristocratic families, but also many people think that even among the predecessors of time-honored brands, he is also the number one person.

After all, in the wedding ring of the Cheng family, he Yiming once drew with Lin Taoli, who beat Xu Xiangqian before.

However, Taicang county is only a small county after all. When the reputation of the people here spreads to other places, they often give a big discount and are not regarded by the experts in the big family. After losing a game, Lin Taoli didn't hype it up. It's because he Yiming's reputation hasn't even spread to Linlang County in Tianluo, let alone Jinlin country.

Yuan Zhencheng's expression moved slightly. Although he didn't know he Yiming's reputation very well, he saw he Yiming's strength with his own eyes this time. Whether it was the heavy throw, or the subsequent simple throw, it contained powerful strength that he couldn't reach.

Although he Yitian is a master of inner strength on the seventh floor, as long as he is not blind, we know that there is not a slight difference between him and he Yiming.

With a light cough, Yuan Zhencheng's face was slightly embarrassed and said, "Dad, he Yiming's nephew is the first master in the younger generation of he Jiazhuang."

Yuan Zeyu turned his eyes in surprise and looked at it carefully.

A moment later, Yuan Zeyu's face changed slightly, because in his eyes, he Yiming was like a pool of unfathomable well water, which could not be seen at all.

Yuan Zhencheng added more fuel: "Dad, uncle he has passed on to Yiming's wise nephew even the great sword that made him famous in the war."

Yuan Zeyu's eyes suddenly shot out a light. Once he thought of the terrible knife weighing more than 300 kilograms, his heart trembled. Is there anyone who can use this weapon easily, besides hewood, who is born with divine power?

Just looking at he Yiming, it seems that he Yiming has nothing to do with Hercules.

But since Yuan Zhencheng said so, and he Quanxin and his son had a calm expression, then this thing must be true.

He took a deep breath and said, "well, it's really a hero born of youth. I didn't expect that even the old man was out of sight."

He Quanxin smiled and said, "Uncle yuan, since we have come, you can also tell me directly how the situation is at this moment."

Yuan Zeyu's face was slightly stiff with a smile. He said with a wry smile, "it's a long story, and it's also my yuan family's misfortune to have such a disgrace."

The three of he Quanxin were slightly surprised. They vaguely felt that this matter did not seem to be as simple as they imagined.

Yuan Zeyu waved his sleeve and suddenly said in a loud voice, "give me a banquet, and I'll give nephew He Xian a welcome."

In the evening of that day, the yuan family held a big banquet, which not only welcomed the core children scattered all over the family, but also some important managers of the family returned to the manor for this purpose.

Yuan Zeyu made it clear that he Quanxin and others would use their abilities to suppress the people who were ready to move at the moment.

Although the three of he Quanxin had known the purpose of the old man for a long time, the purpose of the old man coincided with their intention to come here, so even he Yiming, who was no longer willing to appear in public, was the only one sitting on the chief at the moment, and he Quanxin, the eldest uncle, insisted on being a smiling mud Bodhisattva.

On the contrary, he Yitian is quite adapted to this occasion, coping appropriately and making people feel good.

At the banquet, Yuan Zeyu solemnly introduced he Quanxin. When the public heard that the man in his fifties was an expert with ten levels of internal strength, everyone's faces showed a mixed smile of surprise and joy.

During this period of time, they were forced by the fan family, and their hearts were like pressing a boulder. Until now, they relaxed.

For them, the masters with ten levels of internal strength are simply like an unattainable mountain, which brings them unimaginable pressure.

However, not everyone showed an expression of ecstasy. On the faces of several yuan family members above the second banquet, there was a strange look, in which there was a bit of confusion and panic.

Yuan Zeyu glanced at them and said in a loud voice, "brother, please come to the city tomorrow and tell Mr. Fan Shuhe. I have considered that the stores in the city and the surrounding farmland in the family are the root of our yuan family. No matter how much money they pay, we will not sell them."

On the second table, an old man slowly stood up. His age was similar to Yuan Zeyu's, and his face was vaguely similar, but his face had a pair of triangular eyes, and his eyes were cold like poisonous snakes, which made people shiver.

"Second brother, Mr. Fan is also kind, and the fields around our village are all right. But now the business of shops in the city is bad, and one day is a loss. In that case, why not cash in?"

Yuan Zeyu snorted coldly and said, "brother, why on earth do shops in the city lose money? Don't you really know?" He paused and sighed, "those shops are 100 year old brands inherited by the first generation of elders of the yuan family. In any case, they can't be lost from my hands."

A young man in his twenties, wrapped in a long mole fur coat, wearing rabbit fur gloves and huge beaver fur boots, suddenly stood up at the next table. As soon as he stood up, he immediately took on a fierce momentum.

He stepped forward and said, "Grandpa II, although the store at home is a time-honored brand, since it is not well managed, it may as well be sold temporarily. If you have money in the future, can you still buy it?"

Yuan Zeyu glared at him and finally stood up.

Under his glare, all the people at that table lowered their heads, even the first old man.

Yuan Zeyu suddenly sighed and said, "I have something to say to several people in the big room. Everyone should leave first."

There was a sudden noise at the table, but after a moment, except for the chairman and some people at the next table, they walked away completely.

He Quanxin was about to leave, but yuan Zhenxin firmly pressed them down. He shook his head slightly, and everyone immediately understood that there must be an inside story.

After the crowd left, Yuan Zeyu said, "yuan zewei, I know you want me as the head of the family. But even so, you should not seek the family industry with the help of outsiders."

The old man suddenly looked up, and his eyes were cold and sharp. He sneered and said, "second brother, since you don't even call your eldest brother, do you want to make a complete break with me?"

Yuan Zeyu sighed and said, "in your hands, several hundred year old brands in the family in the city turned out to be losing money for years. Instead, Zhuang Zi asked you to subsidize your family. For the sake of your dead parents, I have been forbearing. But now you have stepped up, and unexpectedly sent my granddaughter of the yuan family to the fan family, and used the strength of the fan family to bully me. At this point, can I recognize you as a big brother?"

He Quanxin and others suddenly realized that no wonder the yuan family, based on more than a hundred years of foundation, could not find an expert with ten levels of strength here to help, but had to go to Taicang county to plead for Mr. He's help.

Moreover, the fan family is just an emerging family, and it has such a huge appetite that it suddenly focuses on the fan family, which has been inherited for a hundred years.

All these unreasonable places have the best explanation at this moment.

It is difficult to prevent internal thieves. Since they are the direct relatives of the yuan family, the rest of the family is naturally not easy to intervene at will.

He Yitian shook his head slightly and suddenly said, "master yuan, I want to ask you something."

Yuan zewei's eyes flashed fiercely, but since he knew that he Yitian was the son of he Quanxin, and he Quanxin was a top master with ten levels of internal strength, he dared not be rude in front of him anyway. He had to hold his fist in a distance and said, "excuse me, Mr. He."

He Yitian picked up the glass in front of him and drank it in one gulp. Then he said, "master yuan, if I didn't expect it wrong, you and the fan family should have made an agreement. As long as the store and field are really under the name of the fan family, they will return it to you in the future, right?"

Yuan zewei hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't say anything. But looking at his appearance, he chose the default.

He Yitian sighed and said, "master yuan, you are also an old man who has lived for 80 years. Do you really believe what the fan family said? Yang or what guarantee did the fan family give you to make you believe that they will fulfill their promise after they have obtained the store and land?"

He Quanxin and he Yiming looked at each other, and both of them sighed at the same time.

All their thoughts were devoted to cultivation, and in other aspects, they were somewhat unsatisfactory.

He Yitian can find out the entanglement of the problem and express it in some way, but they can only be the strong backing of the day.

Yuan zewei's face was green and red, but the young man behind him rushed out and said, "of course we believe what my brother-in-law said, so don't sow discord."

He Yitian laughed, no longer contradicted, but glanced at the young man from the corner of his eye. Even an idiot can understand the extreme meaning of contempt.

The young man was immediately furious. He strode forward and said, "Congratulations... Sir, I heard that your father is the top strength of the inner strength ten layers. I really don't dare to offend, but I don't know how much you got from your father? I wonder if you can come out and give me a lecture."

He Yitian's eyes coagulated, and a momentum far stronger than this person was immediately inspired.

His figure was like electricity. He came to the man in an instant, waved his hand, and slapped it like lightning.

"Crackling..."

Four times in a row, the palm that was almost to the extreme slapped the young man instantly into a pig's head. He opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out, including several teeth.

Until this time, this talent reacted. His eyes were red, and he Yitian wanted to work hard with him, but he Yitian had already returned to the original place, and he didn't even take a straight eye at him.

Yuan zewei's face changed slightly, grabbed the young man and said, "good Kung Fu. Indeed, it's a tiger father without a dog son. We have learned the Kung Fu of the eldest young master of the he family."

The young man had something to say, but yuan zewei pulled him away, and immediately someone came up and dragged him down to heal.

Yuan zewei's eyes flashed with awe inspiring light, and he whispered, "second brother, if it weren't for your clever words and seduction, how could he pass on the title of home owner to you. Hey, hey, you became home owner, where will my eldest brother be placed? You leave the shop at home to me, but you don't want to be criticized, saying that you kill everything."

Yuan Zeyu shook his head slightly and sighed lightly, "brother, Dad passed the title of home owner to me, just because you are narrow-minded, for fear that after giving you the power of the family, it will make my yuan family decline..."

Yuan zewei burst out laughing and said, "second brother, there is no need to say more about the past. It doesn't matter how it is. Now who can finally get the power of the yuan family depends on their own strength."

With that, he waved his hand, and the second audience immediately came behind him and wanted to surround him and leave.

Yuan Zeyu's face was extremely gloomy. He suddenly shouted, "yuan zewei, even if you win in the end, can you guarantee that fan Shu will return the yuan family to you?"

Yuan zewei's footsteps stung, and his voice was gloomy, as if frozen through his heart and lungs.

"The yuan family, originally mine, if I can't get it, then the other yuan family can't expect it..."