Chapter 1027

When Li futu went back to the first floor, he was kind enough to look at several of his receptionists and nodded with a smile.

Gentle.

A gentleman is like a jade.

The three front desk ladies were flattered, and they were shocked by him.

Even though he knows that this is the man of the first lady, some emotions are still out of control.

One by one, they are red faced and dare not look someone in the eye.

No one bothered song Luofu when he left the group.

Song Luo intended to accompany him, but he refused.

Li futu left the headquarters of the song group, went to a florist, bought a bunch of lilies, and then stopped a taxi.

"Master, go to Lushan."

"All right."

The taxi driver is a native of Kyoto. The old Beijing accent of the imperial city is very strong and talkative.

"Young man, are you going to sweep the grave in front of Luqi?"

He noticed the lily in Li futu's hand.

What's more.

As we all know, there are cemeteries on Luqi mountain.

Li futu nodded, eh.

All the taxi drivers are observant. When the driver sees that he doesn't seem to be in a high mood, he stops talking.

Kyoto is a big city. When the taxi came to the foot of Luqi mountain, it was more than an hour later.

"Thank you."

Li futu checked out, got out of the car, held a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and walked alone towards Lushan.

On Luqi mountain, not far from the foot of the mountain, a new wooden house was built.

The wooden house is very new, but it is very simple. Under the shade of green mountains and trees, there is a kind of artistic conception of building a house in the human world without the noise of cars and horses.

Not far from the wooden house is a grave.

The two cypress trees in front of the grave stand tall and luxuriant.

Li Fu didn't see the wooden house. He went straight to the old grave, bent down and put the lily in front of the grave.

"Here we are."

A voice came from behind.

No reluctance, no resentment, just like the breeze in the mountains, gentle, even with a faint smile.

A middle-aged man came out of the cabin, walked slowly to Li futu and stood in front of the grave with him.

Li futu turned a deaf ear and didn't respond. He didn't even turn his head.

The middle-aged man's figure is not so burly, but his waist stays straight all the time, giving people a sharp sense like javelin.

His name is Li Zhengrong.

Once hundreds of thousands of commander-in-chief of the Beijing army, no one can match in the military, known as the king of one word side by side!

Now, he is just the owner of a wooden house.

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality is difficult.

It is estimated that few people in the world can bear the drop from the sky to the ground, but he seems very calm.

Even.

From the radian of his face, it seemed that he was still a little happy.

He didn't mind Li futu's indifference. He looked at the tombstone and said in a soft voice, "I'm very happy."

"When you stand at today's height, you can still control hatred. You have not been blinded by hatred, and you have not made Li Jiacheng a sinner. Thank you."

"I didn't do it because of you, let alone the Li family."

Li futu finally spoke in a cold voice.

"Besides, now the Li family has become history, and it will soon be forgotten by everyone."

"As the Yangtze River flows eastward, the waves wash away the heroes, and success or failure turns to nothing. In this world, there will be no universal foundation. If there is prosperity, there will be decline, but the way of heaven is just a cycle. "

This man, who "ascended to the emperor's Hall in the morning and became Tian she Lang in the evening", did not feel dejected and gloomy because of the great twists and turns of his fate. His expression was free and easy beyond imagination.

"When I was an official in the imperial court, I needed to give up the cold and warmth of the world, be able to break through the good and evil loyalties and traitors, and be wary of intrigues. Now I'm guarding this Lushan Mountain. On the contrary, I feel that..."

He looked at the tombstone and whispered.

"I feel relieved."

Li futu is silent.

Up to now, this hatred that has lasted since his birth has come to an end.

Li Zhengrong turned his head.

"Why don't you stay for dinner?"

"No need."

Li futu refused decisively.

Li Zhengrong nodded, but not reluctantly.

They stood together in front of the grave for a long time, and no one spoke again.

About an hour later, Li turned and left.

One didn't say goodbye.

None of them stayed.

After Li futu left, Li Zhengrong squatted down, reached out and stroked the ash layer on the tombstone. The action was gentle, like stroking a woman's hair.

Talented people come out of the country.Now his son's achievements are much higher than his.

The Li family is gone.

But another Li family, another larger and more brilliant Li family, is rising just like the scorching sun.

He guarded the Lushan Mountain, accompanied the woman lying in the ground, watching his son's powerful, Long Xiang nine days.

What's wrong?

……

Leaving Luqi mountain, Li futu picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

Not to song Luoshen, but to Ye Xuanyuan, a young man of the Ye family who has lived in the imperial city since childhood.

Although his friendship with Ye Xuanyuan was not deep, he was very enthusiastic to him when he came to Beijing several times before.

People are mutual.

It's a matter of basic politeness.

The call will be through soon.

"Ye Shao."

Li futu took the initiative to speak and was very polite.

"Li Shao?"

Ye Xuanyuan's voice is very surprised, and very surprised.

"How did Li Shao want to call me?"

"I happened to come to Kyoto. I wonder if ye Shao is free? Meet Ye Shao and have a meal together... "

"Of course."

The leaf Xuan Yuan is busy not to fold to reply a way.

"If you ask me to have dinner, Li Shao looks down on me, ye Xuanyuan. Beijing is also my home court. If you want to invite me, I should invite you. Li Shao, where are you now?"

Ye Xuanyuan is always enthusiastic.

"I'm in the northern suburbs."

"Northern suburbs?"

Ye Xuanyuan is a little confused and curious about what Li futu is doing in the northern suburbs, but he doesn't ask much.

"Is Li Shao alone?"

Li futu gave a sound.

Ye Xuanyuan immediately said: "well, Li Shao, I'll pick you up now."

"Don't be so troublesome, you say a place, I'll just take a taxi."

"No trouble, not at all. That's a deal. I'll drive right over. "

Without waiting for Li futu to refuse, ye Xuanyuan hung up.

Li futu smiles, puts down his mobile phone, looks back, and looks at the beautiful Lushan Mountain with calm eyes.

When his mother died, he told him not to take revenge, but Li died in his hands after all.

I don't know if my mother will blame him.

Li futu lights a cigarette and takes back his eyes. Subconsciously, he thinks of Li Haotian who left the Dragon kingdom.

The man seems to have accepted the fact that the Li family has fallen, but what about the Li family?

Where is he now, and what is he doing?