Rebirth of Buddhism

From Deng Jinghe's point of view, he is really foolproof. Even if Fu Zhiyu gets angry, there will be a Qian family who has been framed in front of him to stop him. If it doesn't work, he will track down Deng Lang and hand him Deng Lang over. He would like to see it anyway. Just can't get it on him.

This is not to the extent that the entire Deng family should be buried with them. One Deng Qian and one Deng Lang are enough.Deng Jinghe even took the time to carefully inquire about what Fu Zhiyu did when he was in the capital, trying to understand his character, and he also knew that this person was not someone who would kill everything.

As for those lost in the process, it’s actually nothing. It’s always a sacrifice to seize them. Deng Jinghe has already made preparations. The Deng family falls into his own hands, and the money will be earned back sooner or later.

Who knew Fu Zhiyu would do this?He was obviously put on by the coachman. Although he didn't succeed, the man suddenly stopped being angry, and he looked too lazy to care about their messy things. It was taken out, and it was returned to Qian Manslam?

Deng Qian and Qian Manguan had a good relationship, and the coachman's matter was to make Qian Manguan disappoint the Deng family, and also to eliminate the possibility of Qian Manguan extending a helping hand, which can be said to serve multiple purposes.

But at present, none of Deng Jinghe's ideas have been realized, and all of them have come to nothing. He did not predict Fu Zhiyu's actions at all. The good opportunity that had been waiting for so long was gone.

Although Qian Manguan is making trouble now, he has the antidote in his hand, and he doesn't really want Deng Qian's life. As long as the Deng family provides money, they can really get the antidote back.

As soon as Deng Qian woke up, Deng Jinghe's little right to speak and initiative was nothing, and he had to overthrow everything and start over.

Now he is gritting his teeth, looking at Qian Manguan who is still bossing around in the hall.

When Deng Lang heard about the coachman, he didn't dare to speak, his whole body was shaking, and at the end he just knelt down in front of Qian Manguan.

"It's all my idea. If Uncle Qian is angry, he will come towards me. My mother and the others are boudoir women who have never participated in these things, let alone my father. It was me who was obsessed with ghosts for a while, and I am willing to compensate for the loss of the Qian family, and I only ask Uncle Qian to save my father's life for the sake of past affection."

After finishing speaking, he kowtowed to Qian Manguan.

At any rate, he was the child he watched grow up, and Qian Manguan couldn't bear to look at him for a moment.

He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. Seeing his son like this, the eldest lady of the Deng family threw herself down next to him and sat down, crying out of breath. Even the old lady sitting at the front trembled. stood up, not knowing what to do.

After all, he was an old man. Qian Manguan gave him a wink, and there was someone beside him to help the old lady, and he didn't ask her to do anything more.

Qian Manguan looked at Deng Lang, then at the chaotic hall, and heaved a long sigh.

The situation where the Deng family is all supported by Deng Qian is really dangerous. He has reminded him many times before, but it was useless.

Deng Lang was taught to be like this again, more success than failure, not to say that the coachman's job can't be done, business is like this, there is nothing wrong with taking risks, seeking truth from wealth and risk, but this does not mean recklessness.

When Deng Lang did this, he neither carefully considered whether it could be successful, nor how to deal with the aftermath. He relied too much on Deng Qian, always thinking that as long as his father woke up, everything would be fine.

How can such a child inherit the Deng family's business in the future?

"Get up," Qian Manguan rubbed the center of his brows, "Forget it, I only want those shops in Yongzhou on this list, and I don't want the others. I just...repay the love I have had for so many years."

Hearing this sentence, Deng Lang breathed a sigh of relief. Although those shops in Yongzhou made money, they couldn't compare to Deng Qian's life.

"You go to Yongzhou to handover with my people now, and I will call someone to rescue Deng Qian," Qian Manguan said, he backed off a step, but now his tone became tough again, "Don't play tricks, acupuncture needs to be combined with medicine Apply it a few times, the medicine is for three days, and it cannot be less once, otherwise Deng Qian will die."

"Okay, okay," Deng Lang was overjoyed, and nodded quickly, "As long as Dad can wake up, I can do anything."

He went out with Qian Manguan's people, the lady in the hall was still crying, Deng Jinghe didn't speak from the beginning to the end, but at this moment, he felt that Qian Manguan's eyes passed the many people in front of him and looked directly at him.

Deng Jinghe avoided it.

Qian Manguan looked at it for a while, but didn't say a word, just turned around and left.

He waited in front of the mansion for a while, and Deng Lang came out with a small box.

"It's the title deed of the shop." He was afraid that Qian Manguan would change his words, so he showed him directly, "there are some long-term workers in the shop who have signed the deed of sale, and they are all inside, and there is nothing missing. I brought my family seal , In the past, it would be enough to hand over to the shopkeeper, and then the people there, Uncle Qian, can use it or not.”

Qian Manguan took a look, then waved his hand, told him to put it away, and said, "Go in."

Deng Lang got into the carriage, and Qian Manguan also got in, but he didn't leave immediately.

"Deng Qian is unconscious now, who is watching?"

"Don't worry, Uncle Qian," Deng Lang said, "Grandma is afraid that someone will plot against her. The courtyard is surrounded by martial artists on the inner and outer floors. Only a few of us can go in. Those aunts don't allow them to come near."

Mrs. Deng's old lady had seen some worldly experiences and had some skills. Qian Manguan didn't say anything after hearing this, and the carriage set off, heading towards Yongzhou.

Not long after, Qian Manguan asked him again: "Your family's Deng Jinghe...what is he doing recently?"

Hearing this name, Deng Lang frowned obviously, as if he was very unhappy.

"He doesn't have a place in this family. I heard that he built a new caravan outside and made some money, but it's just not good enough. Father has always looked down on him," Deng Lang seemed to have put him in no place In his eyes, "Dad has an accident recently, he doesn't care too much, what an unfilial bastard!"

Qian Manguan also knew that Deng Jinghe went out to make money by himself, but he didn't win Yuanlu in the southern border jade line. Although the others were considered successful, they were not enough for Deng's family.

The business has developed to the present, and the ways to make money have been divided up. There is not much room left. To make a lot of money, you have to spend a lot of effort to develop new ways, but this is even more difficult, so Deng Qian didn't take it. He took it to heart.

Qian Manguan turned the prayer beads in his hand and said, "The last time I came to Deng's house, he was the one who came out to receive me."

"He didn't neglect you, did he?" Hearing Qian Manguan's words, Deng Lang thought he was invoking a teacher to ask a crime, and quickly explained, "At that time, the old lady didn't fall asleep for several days because of this incident, and couldn't help but fainted. In the past, my mother was praying in the Buddhist hall, and I was taking the housekeeper outside to deal with urgent matters. It was an unfortunate place for you to come, and he was the only one who happened to hear the movement at that time."

Is it really a coincidence?

Qian Manguan thinks otherwise, but he is not Deng Lang's father. It is his own problem that Deng Qian taught him like this. He has already reminded this junior enough. I have nothing to do with myself.

Yongzhou is not too far from Luanzhou, but after this circle, when the group returned to Luanzhou City, it was already late at night.

Holding the pile of contracts, Qian Manguan was in a better mood. He looked at Deng Lang who was looking exhausted and trying to exert himself, but finally reminded him: "Be careful in the future, and think twice before doing things. Jiangnan will not be the same as before in the future. It will never be wrong to learn a lot of wisdom and restrain yourself in the future. After all, it is all our fault. We are not greedy enough. If we don’t mess with Fu Zhiyu, nothing will happen. occur."

Deng Lang had suffered from Fu Zhiyu several times, and he didn't dare to underestimate him, so he nodded to show that he had made a note of it.

"Go back," Qian Manguan said, "From now on, our two families will be like this. If we don't mention the so-called love, the world in Jiangnan will change. It is more important than anything else to be able to persist like this."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left regardless of whether Deng Lang listened to what he said.

Fu Zhiyu didn't care about these things anymore, the Deng and Qian families were now a thing of the past in his eyes, he came to a village below Luanzhou alone today, and even changed into ordinary clothes.

"It's useless for you to change clothes," Zhou Steward saw him going out like this, and reminded him aloud, "Although it is a private visit in a micro-clothes, but your face and hands look like a pampered son, no matter how you dress it up different from normal people.”

"It's all right," Fu Zhiyu waved his hand, "Just don't make them too nervous. I'm not going undercover, I'm just going to see what's going on."

He didn't make a carriage, so he rode a horse and went there, intending to pretend to be a passerby to ask for a sip of water and see how ordinary people's conditions are.

But he didn't expect that the first household he stopped by the side of the road recognized him directly.

Fu Zhiyu saw this small house at the head of the village. It was surrounded by fences, and there were several chickens in the yard. Someone happened to feed the chickens there. From the back, he was a middle-aged man, dressed very plainly, with his back facing He, bit by bit, sprinkled the rice bran for the chickens on the ground.

Fu Zhiyu didn't intend to knock on the door yet, he just stood there and looked around, but it seemed that he felt something or heard something, so the man looked back.

"... Prince Zhao?"

He stared at Fu Zhiyu's face for a while, hesitated for a while, and recognized it.

Fu Zhiyu was a little puzzled. Although he didn't pretend much, it seemed strange to recognize him so quickly.

He doesn't go out much in Jiangnan.

The man looked at it a few more times, and seemed to be sure, and immediately saluted Fu Zhiyu in a polite manner.

Different from ordinary people's prostration, his etiquette is very regular, and he should have learned it specially.

Is my luck good or bad, the first time I came here, I met such a different person?