bantayden 118. Jinling Wujia
118. Jinling Wujia
On May 23, it was cloudy and rainy.
As a well-known big family in Jinling, the sudden and sudden death of Mr. Wu undoubtedly hurt the vitality of the Wu family.
What's worse, the old guy still died on the woman's belly...
Because the cause of death was too difficult to disclose, the Wu family immediately transferred the body of Mr. Wu to the bedroom, and arranged it to look like he died with a smile on his face.
The whole Wu family kept silent, no one dared to reveal anything.
Therefore, when the outside world learned of the news of Mr. Wu's death, they felt it was very abrupt.
"The old leader has dedicated his whole life. He never expected to reach the sky so soon. It really makes me sad."
"The old leader has gone all the way."
"If there is an afterlife, I am willing to continue to be the subordinate of the old leader."
As a former great official in the frontier, Mr. Wu naturally has many former students and former officials.
Several prominent figures formed the funeral committee, and they made up their minds in private and decided to make the funeral a special one.
Not to mention attracting worldwide attention, at least it should cause a sensation in Jinling.
The memorial service followed one after another, and the number of people who came to mourn the funeral lasted for more than half a month.
In the end, the Wu family was afraid that the ostentation would be too big, and if it was heard by the big shots in the imperial capital, Longcheng, it would cause dissatisfaction.
Only then did a good day and an auspicious day be selected, and a few of Mr. Wu's favorite disciples came to help the spirit, and buried him in a feng shui treasured land outside Jinling City.
It's a pity that I don't know that Mr. Wu has done a lot of evil in front of him, and he has done a lot of bad things with human faces and animal hearts.
A year later, that land of feng shui suddenly caved in and turned into a small valley, and the graveyard of Mr. Wu was buried somewhere.
Among the supporters, the one who walked in the front was a young man with a jade-like face.
He was only in his twenties, and he was dressed in a well-tailored handmade black suit, which further accentuated his slender and tall figure, with a pair of sword eyebrows and starry eyes, half hidden under a black and bright slanted bangs.
Wu Junhao, the eldest grandson of Mr. Wu's direct descendant, has just finished studying medicine at a famous university abroad, and he has a bright future.
At this time, his eyes were filled with tears, and his slender eye sockets were slightly red.
Anyone can see how sad he is.
However, what no one knew was that just half an hour ago, Mr. Wu's second-to-last concubine sent a selfie to Wu Junhao.
Naturally, it's the kind of "frank and honest"...
Not to be outdone, Wu Junhao also sent a fitness photo of himself full of tendons, and the other party sent a short message after a while.
"Jinyue Hotel, nine o'clock in the evening, room 305 with a big bed."
Someone behind him coughed dryly, interrupting Wu Junhao's reverie. He lowered his eyes to hide the lust in his eyes.
It has to be said that Mr. Wu's vision is quite vicious.
Even though the second-to-last concubine was over thirty years old, she was even more charming and full of allure.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to hook up with Wu Junhao, a veteran of Huacong.
As a woman, she could rely on Mr. Wu to be superior to others in the Wu family of Nuo Da.
But now, there have been rumors in the old house that the pile of lively "inheritance" left by Mr. Wu will be disposed of.
Of course not directly sweeping the floor out.
However, one cannot expect the conscience of the Wu family to give these women too much "severance pay".
Some people start to plan for a rainy day, whether it's the same as being a mistress or not?
Being able to get on the big ship of the eldest son of the eldest son, even if he can't regain the glory of the past, it is expected that his life will not be too bad.
"Junhao, the people sent to Nanling City have returned."
The white-haired old man with his back bent, his arms covered his sleeves, followed Wu Junhao's side in small steps.
He kept his eyes fixed, his lips moved slightly, and his voice was extremely low.
Uncle Fu, old man Wu's capable confidant during his lifetime, showed his loyalty to Wu Junhao on the first night when the old man kicked his legs back to the west, and took refuge in him.
"Go back and talk."
Wu Junhao nodded calmly, a coldness flashed in his eyes.
Mr. Wu's death was too strange, and the Wu family didn't dare to pursue it with great fanfare, so they could only ask their confidant doctor to secretly examine the body.
The doctor came to the conclusion afterwards that Mr. Wu died of extreme excitement. He suddenly lost his strength, lacked oxygen supply to the heart and brain blood vessels, and died suddenly.
After repeatedly checking the diet and daily life in front of Mr. Wu.
The Wu family fixed their eyes on the small medicine bottle that Mr. Wu regarded as a treasure.
Rejuvenation Dew!
The small porcelain vase with simple and simple shape was completely dismantled by the Wu family in an attempt to gain something.
It's a pity that the medicinal liquid inside has been taken by Mr. Wu, and there is not even any residue left, so naturally nothing can be found.
This medicine was donated by the boss of a pharmaceutical company in Nanling City. Logically speaking, Mr. Wu has been taking it for more than ten years without any problems.
Reminiscent of this year's Huichunlu, the guy named Cao Kun kept procrastinating, faltering in his words, as if there was something hard to say.
The Wu Family's attention was fixed on Cao Kun.
But who would have imagined, the day after Mr. Wu's sudden death, Uncle Fu received the news that Cao Kun jumped off the building and died!
And the state of death was horrific, there was hardly a piece of good meat left... This made people secretly suspicious.
Is there a great relationship between Cao Kun and Mr. Wu's death?
"The filial sons and virtuous grandchildren kneel down, drop the coffin, seal the earth!"
Not long after they walked, the mighty spirit-supporting team came to a mountainside, and slowly put the nanmu coffin containing the body of Mr. Wu into the underground palace.
The howling sounded one after another, Wu Junhao kept a cold face, took the shovel handed by Uncle Fu, and covered it with the first shovel of soil.
"He's in the Jintai Hotel, I asked Ah Hu to take someone to watch."
After the burial ceremony was over, Wu Junhao returned to the old house of Wu's family to attend the family's appreciation banquet to the funeral committee.
During the dinner, he was drunk and shed a few sad tears.
However, when he stumbled away from the gate of the old house, Wu Junhao let go of Uncle Fu's supporting wrist, his gaze was cold, did he ever appear half-drunk?
The car started silently, and when he arrived at the entrance of Jintai Hotel, which was located in a remote alley, Wu Junhao put on a mask and frowned slightly at the dilapidated furnishings in the store.
"Ma San, tell me what you know again."
After going up to the second floor, Uncle Fu nodded to the thin, bald man guarding the door, and followed Wu Junhao into the room.
The room was ridiculously shabby, with only a bed, a chair, and nothing else.
A thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was sitting on the bed anxiously, when he heard footsteps behind him, he hurriedly turned his head to look.
"This is the first eldest grandson of our Wu family, and also the future heir to the head of the family, Young Master Wu."
Uncle Fu stared at the frightened Ma San with a stern face: "If you dare to hide a word, be careful!"
"Yes, yes, I will tell you everything, and I will never dare to hide a word from Wu Shao..."
Ma San nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and peeped fearfully at the bald man standing at the door.
You know, it was that guy who walked into the hotel without making a fuss yesterday, and dragged Ma San, who was hugging a woman, out of the bed.
Ma San was almost scared to pee at that time, thinking that Chen Youcai had sent someone to take revenge on him, so he cried and begged for his life.
Perhaps because he felt that this guy was too annoying, the bald man punched Ma San on the chin, causing him to roll his eyes and pass out immediately.
When Ma Sanyouyou woke up from the pain, she opened her eyes and entered this simple hotel room.