e identity of Ye Jiutian.and Ye Jiutian is low-key and broad by nature, so he doesn't care about it.includes Ye Hao, who once pretended to be his identity in Lingnan. Ye Jiutian has no intention of ma...Chapter 6585
the following day.
A sudden news came from the whole of Yenkyo.
Fang Haoqiu, one of the four young people in Yanjing, died of a sudden illness a few days ago.
and today is the day of his funeral.
all the heads of the Fang family have basically come back, obviously to give Fang Haoqiu a grand burial. After the news of
came out, some wealthy families who had already received the invitations sent people from the core clan to pay their respects.
for a while, many people gathered here in Jiubaoshan, where Fang Haoqiu Ling Hall is located.
although the Fang family had expected this scene for a long time, the security force they prepared was obviously a little difficult.
these people are basically checking invitations and gifts, gifts and other things brought by guests.
there is no time for others.
Ye Hao came to the funeral early in the morning, but he kept a low profile and naturally no one noticed him.
after squinting at some corners of the funeral site, Ye Hao retreated quietly into the crowd.
it wasn't long before Fang's motorcade arrived smoothly.
the people who get out of the car are all the Fang family's direct clan and the Fang family's top brass. The most conspicuous part of the
crowd is Fang Guoyi, the head of the Yanjing family, except Fang Tianhua, who has now mastered a certain say in the Fang family.
Fang Guoyi is Fang Haoqiu's uncle, but he is childless. Over the years, Fang Haoqiu has been raised as his own son and heir.
it is almost unacceptable for the master of the Fang family to send a white-haired man to a black-haired man today.
it's just that at the moment, dignitaries and powerful families gathered on the scene, and Fang Guoyi didn't show too much sadness, but nodded around.
"I'm sorry for your loss, master."
"although the eldest brother is dead, the glory of our Fang family is still alive."
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the square painting standing next to Fang Guoyi looks heavy at the moment.
seems to feel that there is a slight difference between the Fang Tian painting and the previous dandy. Fang Guoyi nodded with relief and said, "Heavenly painting, your eldest brother is dead."
"there are very few people in the younger generation of the Fang family who can bear the flag."
"I'm afraid it will depend on you in the future."
on hearing this, Fang Tian painted a flattered look and said, "Master, I can't bear the banner with such a little skill!"
"Let's not talk about it today, let's focus on funerals."
Fang Guoyi squinted, then sighed and said, "Yes, let Haoqiu be buried today!"
when he heard this, Fang Tian's painting stopped talking nonsense, but began to give a speech before he went to the funeral hall and mourned Fang Haoqiu in accordance with the procedure.
then, the guests came forward to pay their respects, presented wreaths and so on.
Ye Hao looked indifferent as he watched the scene in the crowd.
but at some point, he frowned slightly, because the man who represented the Zhen family in Mudu was impressively Zheng Maner, the head of the ninth house.
when Ye Hao saw Zheng Maner appear, Ye Hao subconsciously moved toward her. After Zheng Maner finished looking and returning to his place, Ye Hao went to her side and whispered, "what are you doing here" Let's go! "
"Today is not the right place for you to show up!"
Zheng Maner was stupefied at first, then Dai frowned and whispered, "Ye Hao, can you not go that far"
"not to mention Fang Haoqiu's death, you are the biggest suspect!"
"but people are dead, is it meaningful for you to be jealous like this"
"you--"
Zheng Maner didn't finish his words when Ye Hao suddenly gave an eyelid jump and instantly pushed her to the ground.
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