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The Little Qiankun of the Last Days Author: Peach Blossom for Wine 13 Reading 143
? Don't talk nonsense.
"It's clear that Cheng Xiaoman of the Cheng family is in her sixties, do you think she is old and confused, she doesn't look for a doctor when she is sick, she doesn't look for you, and she invites that kind of swaggering and deceitful monk!"
"The head of the sect is still eighty-one, and the difference between the two is more than ten years old."
Hua Hanzhang hugged a pillow and said with a smile: "What?" Compete with me, right, this is not me talking nonsense, it is what Cheng Xiaoman revealed to Chen Ying, you don't know, she can take care of Chen Ying as her own son now. The Cheng family is a big family, and the power involves the three worlds of military, politics and business, after the death of Mrs. Cheng, Cheng Xiaoman is the only family member, with her support, those traitors in Yuxu have to give Chen Ying seven points of face!
He Chengshuang loosened the button on his chest, his mind was sharp, and said: "A woman can have such a big right to speak, it is by no means as simple as everyone thinks.
Hua Hanzhang rarely agreed with He Chengshuang's point of view, and said seriously: "Cheng Xiaoman is very mysterious, there is almost no news of her before the end of the world, and the day after tomorrow is the day when Xuren goes to chant the scriptures, in fact, it is Cheng Xiaoman's sixty-sixth birthday banquet, all forces will go to celebrate, and we must also join in this fun." The
day after tomorrow is coming in a flash, the Cheng family is very lively, like them, the venue for the banquet is more than enough, and there are professional housekeepers, chefs, and waiters to handle a full set of hospitality processes.
The dinner party is just the name of the party, the invitees come one after another, and the closer ones will be guests at Cheng's house throughout the day, and sure enough, it was only after noon, and Cheng's family was already talking with many powerful people in the small living room.
Hua Hanzhang still followed Ye Qingrang, not with the four of them, but there were many acquaintances present, Ye Rongzhong and his son, Ding Jiukang and Cao Qiudong, Kang Chi's parents.
Cang Shuangshuang came after Cangxiong, just because Chen Ying was there. And Yi Chunjun, You Xiaoyu, and the disciple of Yuxu who didn't have time to know were also there. There are also people from the Dou family, and it seems that they have let go of their past grievances.
Cheng Xiaoman has two sons and one daughter, and there are many people from the side branches of the Cheng family and forces that all parties do not know, so there is no need to mention them one by one.
Not long after, an older monk walked in with four people, Xuren was among them, Chong Yan was also there, and two monks were older than Xuren.
Cheng Yan got up and said hello, "Master Jingxuan is hard, and several masters are hard.
Jing Xuan is the first old man and performs a Buddhist ceremony.
It can be said that this party meeting room is a gathering of more than half of the capital's family leaders and young talents.
Cheng Yan wanted to say more, but the door was suddenly opened again, and everyone looked at the three men and women standing at the door. The men standing on both sides are Chen Ying, and the other is Cheng Yan's eldest son, one of the three of them is still young, about fourteen or fifteen, thinking that it is Cheng Yan's youngest daughter, who was obediently hugged by her brother, looking at everyone in the venue with big eyes, a little shy.
Another beautiful woman who looked to be about thirty was holding another woman of the same age with an affectionate attitude, it was Cheng Xiaoman's youngest daughter.
The last woman wore a retro bun, with black hair like clouds, delicate and beautiful facial features, only slightly light eyebrows, but her skin was very well maintained, and her figure was thinner but her temperament was outstanding. Looking carefully, the fine lines at the corners of the eyes are still faintly visible, and many people sigh in their hearts, although the beauty is beautiful, it is difficult to hide the traces of wind and frost.
Cheng Yan was overjoyed when he saw someone coming, strode forward to support the woman, and said, "Mom, come down so early." Cheng Yan's wife and second brother and his wife also immediately greeted him.
Most of the people present were breathing chaotically, unbelievable, this gentle woman who looked like she was in her early thirties turned out to be Cheng Yan's mother, Cheng Xiaoman!
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Except for a few old friends who had old friends with Cheng Xiaoman, the rest of them were not shocked to see Cheng Xiaoman's demeanor for the first time.
Ye Qingrang didn't simply think that Cheng Xiaoman was just a good look, he gasped after using his spiritual power to probe, and subconsciously looked at He Chengshuang, and sure enough, he saw that his face was gloomy, and his eyes were staring at the man like torches.
Ye Qingrang lowered his voice very low, and whispered: "It is worthy of being an old acquaintance of the master, her strength..."
Hua Hanzhang didn't know why, but seeing that the two of them looked serious, he also secretly cheered up.
Cheng Yan led Cheng Xiaoman to the main seat, although there were not all the guests gathered in the living room tonight, but all the people who came early were the most powerful people in the current situation. Everyone consciously separated from each other and did not dare to speak at will.
Cheng Xiaoman passed by He Chengshuang and the four of them, Ye Qingrang immediately noticed that his muscles were tight, Cheng Xiaoman looked sideways, stayed on He Chengshuang for a few seconds, and said nothing, but finally showed a smile to Ye Qingrang, nodded slightly, and his attitude was still affectionate.
Ye Qingrang hurriedly returned the salute, and his heart was slightly confused. When they sat down, the children of the Cheng family all consciously leaned forward and stood on both sides. There was a respected old man present, who seemed to have a good relationship with Cheng Xiaoman, and asked directly: "Xiao Cheng, there is still a lot of time before the dinner, you can't wait to come out, this is not like your style!"
Cheng Xiaoman has a dignified demeanor and a gentle smile, but he has a domineering air that is not angry and arrogant, and jokes with everyone: "Those who come are not good, you all have to be careful." The
old man laughed: "Most of the people present are your juniors, you have to be merciful!"
Cheng Xiaoman pursed his lips and said: "All of you are outstanding talents, I can't even compare to one in 10,000, today is just by borrowing the skills of our ancestors, please give you advice."
After speaking, she motioned Chen Ying to walk to her side, and everyone noticed that Chen Ying was holding a scroll in his hand, which seemed to be a calligraphy and painting, and they couldn't help but guess in their hearts, could it be that they wanted to show some famous monuments? It's just that no matter how valuable a painting is now, how much is it worth?
"Today I am mainly introducing to you one person, Chen Ying, who is the only closed disciple of my senior brother. My brother passed away not long ago, and I must have seen his apprentice as my own family. Everyone's
faces were different, and they were more friendly to Chen Ying, since Cheng Xiaoman was determined to protect this person, then of course they also had a good friendship. The Dou family's face was gloomy, but they already knew it and had nothing to say.
Yi Chunjun's expression did not change, he is now the head of Yuxu, and this kind of calm demeanor is worthy of him, but You Xiaoyu's face is very bad, but the other junior brother looked happy, and smiled at Chen Ying, Chen Ying only nodded to him in response, thinking that the two had a good relationship in the past.
Cheng Xiaoman continued: "I have a very close relationship with my senior brother, and my skills are also taught by the master, but unfortunately our qualifications are dull, and we can only learn a little scratch." This painting is from the hand of the grandfather, and the mystery is that it is only now that I am willing to make up my mind to take it out and share it with everyone, so as not to lose the style of the grandfather in my hands.
After a
burst of compliments, someone pushed up a wooden frame, Chen Ying stepped forward to hang the scroll, untied the ribbon, and the scroll slowly fell, revealing in front of everyone.
In the painting, there is a child with a drooping hair, with a delicate and lovely face, but he is not doing childish things, and he is carrying a white jade wine pot drunk among the pine forest boulders, his cheeks are red. The painting is immature, like a beginner's act, and everyone wants to praise it, but for a while they can't go against their hearts to say any rhetorical nonsense.
Cheng Xiaoman took everyone's demeanor into his eyes and smiled silently. Chen Ying spoke on her behalf: "The mystery in the painting can only be experienced
when you enter the realm of this painting Reading
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