Chapter 95

Fang Tianxing paced and thought, trying to find a way to set things right. A moment later, Fang Tianxing had thought of a way.

Several people left with Fang Tianxing, and no one knew what had happened.

Today is the day for the funeral of the old city owner. Many people from outside the city came to express their condolence. For a time, the whole city of Qincheng was a sensation, and the people watching the excitement were discharged from the gate of the city's main mansion to the gate of the city.

The reason why the funeral of the old city Lord is so eye-catching is that besides the fact that the old city Lord was assassinated by an assassin, it is also said that there are hundreds of thousands of funeral objects with monthly tickets.

It's good for ordinary people to have a place to bury themselves. At most, they can take some clothes to bury themselves with them, and use hundreds of thousands of monthly tickets to bury them with them. It's beyond people's imagination, so we all want to look forward to the style of burying with them.

Originally, many people were still thinking that the old city owner could enjoy the funerary objects for a few days. At present, unless the army is sent to guard, the tomb of the old city master will have to be leveled by the grave diggers.

The little city master didn't seem to be aware of this, and he slowed down to let the people visit. There was no awareness of being in the dark, no protection at all.

The enthusiastic people finally saw the legendary high price funeral, and they knew that there were many treasures in it. The huge amount of treasure attracted many people's attention. The young city leader was not afraid. Instead, he let the mourning team walk around the city a few more streets, so that the people who couldn't squeeze in had a chance to have a look.

Accompanied by the young city leader is a nearby city leader named Huang Yulong, who is the city leader of Yulong city. Accompanied by officials of the imperial court, seeing this situation, they were puzzled and secretly guessed the intention of shaochengzhu.

At the same time, the young city Lord sent his servants to spread the news among the crowd. The funerary objects buried for the old city Lord this time are worth hundreds of thousands of monthly tickets, and the value of all kinds of valuables is incalculable.

According to feng shui master's calculation, the old city is lucky to be buried before dark. His subordinates were extremely quick, so in the early morning, the invitation letter about the funeral of the old city Lord was sent to several city lords around him. This invitation letter made other city lords in a hurry.

The funeral time of the old city Lord was set at 10 a.m. the next day. Such a short time was not enough to hold a grand funeral, or even prepare a decent sacrifice.

But now it's the little Lord who is in power. No matter what he does, it won't surprise people. What's more, since the young city master ascended the throne, he has not done anything out of line, except that he was forbidden to leave the city in order to catch the murderer. Even if you want to get up quickly, you can be understood.

The funeral of the old city Lord was held in the ancestral hall in the city Lord's mansion. The area of the ancestral hall was not large, so each family could only come to three or four people to attend.

And long Aotian, thousands of miles away from here, is still taking his team to fight on the battlefield to build meritorious deeds and gain more fame and strength.

After this period of honing, long Aotian has made a lot of contributions. His strength has also increased, and those who follow him also have rapid growth in strength, and their strength is catching up with Fang Tianxing.

What's more, he used another route to gain the recognition of the imperial court through meritorious service, and then gain the opportunity to approach the emperor.

In the ancestral hall, the little city master stands in front of everyone. At this moment, the little city master has changed into his clothes. This dress is made of dark gold. It is extremely luxurious and represents the supreme power and glory.

In front of the young city master, there is a portrait of the city master of all ages on the top of the ancestral hall. When he dies, his portrait will also be hung here.

Now the portrait above is not the familiar old city master, but a man with a stiff face and stubble, who looks simple and honest. Compared with the vicissitudes of his appearance, that face is actually very young. The elderly people all know that the portrait is actually the old city owner 30 years ago.

When the bell rings, the funeral begins. When the young city master came to the altar, he was silent for a long time. Then he said in a deep voice, "father, I will inherit everything you have. Rest in peace."

In front of the old city Lord's throne, there was a crying woman, the one Fang Tianxing had seen. The little city master glanced at Meiniang. She was very weak all the time, which was pitiful.

In fact, there is another meaning in the young city Lord's eulogy, that is, I inherited your position, and I also inherited your women.

Then, the young Lord personally picked up the portrait of the old lord and solemnly hung it on the predetermined position. After gazing for a while, the young city master turned around and just wanted to say that the funeral was over.

Just at this moment, the sound of fighting came from outside, and then came a voice of a man, "wait, I'm going to give incense to the old city Lord."

The voice soon came from far and near, and the young man appeared in front of everyone. The man said to the little city master, "little city master, I'm here. I want to offer incense to the old city master. I don't know if it's ok?"

Little city master's eyes flashed a strange look, he said: "Shangxiang naturally is OK, but your suspicion has not been cleared, I have to wait until I find out."

"I have found the man who assassinated the old city Lord, which is enough to prove my innocence." Fang Tianxing said calmly.

Fang Tianxing's words just finished, Fahai escorted Xingsha to appear in front of everyone. Seeing Xingsha, the bodyguard standing behind the young city leader immediately said, "that's him. That's him who assassinated the old city leader."

The young city master looked at him displeasantly. The bodyguard trembled and quickly stepped down.

The little city master said in his spare time, "since you find the murderer who killed my father, give him to me, and you can leave safely."

With that, he waved his hand, and some of his men came up to take Xingsha away. But things are not what they think. Fahai protects Xingsha and doesn't let them take them away. The situation immediately becomes tense.

Fang Tianxing's smile eased the stalemate, but the little Lord's eyebrow was still worrying.

"Young city master, don't you care what we asked from Xingsha's mouth, for example, who ordered him to assassinate the old city master?" Fang Tianxing said with a smile.

In the eyes of the master of Shaocheng, the murderer flashed by, but it soon subsided. He narrowed his eyes and said, "brother, don't talk nonsense in the public, or you will die without a burial place."

The words of the little city leader are obviously threatening. Fang Tianxing is not unaware, but he is still fearless.

Fang Tianxing said calmly, "are you threatening me?"

"If you say yes, we can live together peacefully. Don't you think so?" The young city master has not given up persuading Fang Tianxing.