Chapter 1772
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Zheng Jiayi walked into the courtyard and came to the ancestral hall. In the ancestral hall, a beautiful woman was knocking wooden fish to chant scriptures. She looked very pious. She knelt next to the beautiful woman and said, "Lin Dong is on the hook."
The beautiful woman turned her head and showed a beautiful face, which could be seen. Although there was nothing left on her face, if it wasn't for the vicissitudes of life in her eyes, she thought she was only in her early twenties.
But she's in her forties.
She is Mrs. Zheng, Zheng Yu's wife. She was once the helmsman of the Zheng family. She was forced to retire to the ancestral hall to read scriptures and eat fast without asking about world affairs.
"These are small things." Mrs. Zheng shook her head and sighed, "Jiayi, I can see that you still hate me, but you have to compromise for the Zheng family. You don't understand now. When you realize that the world is big and our dimension is only a small part of the universe, it will be clear that the most important thing for women is to strengthen themselves, not become a vassal of men."
Zheng Jiayi bowed her head and said, "I understand."
"The Lin family's affairs can be provoked, but don't hold too much hope. Fishing for the old man of Hanjiang alone is not a fuel-efficient lamp. This person's realm is connected with God and has learned a bit of divination from his mother-in-law. Divination can be unpredictable, but it also has a fatal disadvantage, that is, he attaches too much importance to friendship."
"The most important thing now is not to revenge Yang Ping, but to find your sister Mingzhu. As long as you find her, you can catch Yang Ping's life door and let him obey." Mrs. Zheng mentioned Mingzhu and flashed a fierce anger.
Zheng Jiayi hesitated and said, "madam, my sister is not wrong, and she has been missing for a long time. No one can find her."
"Don't worry about this. The Lord will help you calculate and soon find the trace of your sister. I have a hunch that she has always been in the capital, but she just didn't appear. Your sister is Yang Ping's lover and one of his favorite women. If something happens to her, she can't stand idly by."
Although Mrs. Zheng lived in seclusion in the ancestral hall, she also knew what was happening outside.
Zheng Jiayi's alliance with her is a helpless move, but fortunately, the alliance has opened her eyes to understand that there are all kinds of wonders in the world. Her strength is far from enough. Mrs. Zheng's strength is unfathomable and far beyond her own.
"Uncle Zheng, he's drinking again," Zheng Jiayi reminded.
Mrs. Zheng's face was calm and said faintly, "he has always been like this, regardless of him. In fact, what he loves most in his heart is the former woman, Jiayi. Do you think I ruthlessly asked your uncle Zheng to abandon the Pearl?"
Zheng Jiayi did not speak, which was an admission.
Mrs. Zheng didn't think so. She looked at the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall and sighed, "I've never told anyone so far, but I can tell you, because you can afford it. Your sister Zheng Mingzhu is actually a disaster star."
"What?" Zheng Jiayi was surprised.
"Zheng Mingzhu's life style is too hard. If you continue to stay in the Zheng family, the Zheng family will not only break down their family, but also destroy their inheritance. Your uncle Zheng doesn't know, but I know very well. I thought of leaving your sister, but it's a pity that she hates me."
Zheng Jiayi secretly said, who will respect the superior little three? If it weren't for Mrs. Zheng, sister Mingzhu might live a princess like life. It's a pity that there is no if. Sister Mingzhu has been living outside since childhood and has experienced many risks. She naturally hates the Zheng family.
"She never admitted me, even if I was good to her. When I was a child, I tried to treat her sincerely, but she not only refused, but also wanted to kill me."
"She publicized that her parents died in a car accident. After all, your uncle Zheng was still alive. She began to curse her biological father. Do you think such a woman is easy to get along with?"
"I don't know Yang Ping's tendon is disordered. He likes Zheng Mingzhu, which makes things complicated."
With a sigh, Mrs. Zheng recalled the past and sighed. She said it sincerely. Even Zheng Jiayi began to believe it. Her tone was quiet and full of nostalgia. She said, "you are the master of the Zheng family. Now the Zheng family is in turmoil and can fall at any time. How about the cultivation of Zhenhuang divine skill I gave you?"
"The eighth floor," replied Zheng Jiayi.
Mrs. Zheng was surprised, looked at Zheng Jiayi in surprise, nodded and said: "You deserve to be the most gifted person in the history of the Zheng family. Zhenhuang divine skill is known as a unique skill that surpasses Tianji ancient martial arts. It was created by the realm of the heavenly king. Zhenhuang was a heavenly king expert comparable to the eternal night divine dragon. After being plotted, he left a Zhenhuang divine skill. If you can cultivate to the highest level and completely transform the blood in your body, you will become the second Zhenhuang."
"I will try my best," Zheng Jiayi said sincerely.
Mrs. Zheng nodded and said, "go out first. I have to read scriptures to the dead Zheng family."
Zheng Jiayi respectfully left the ancestral hall.
Mrs. Zheng knelt on the futon, her pupils were cold, and whispered, "another self righteous young man."
At this time, Yang Ping didn't know he was designed and entered into a conspiracy. Instead, he sat by the lake in the people's Park to eat noodles. There was a noodle restaurant by the lake, which tasted good, but the business was not good. Because the price of the noodle restaurant was ridiculously high, 100 yuan a bowl of noodles.
The landlady of the noodle shop is a beautiful woman, driving a Mercedes Benz Mercedes S600, and the accompanying bodyguards are hidden around the noodle shop. Each of them is a retired soldier with strong strength.
Yang Ping is eating noodles and concentrating.
The landlady is very beautiful. To be exact, she is not beautiful. She is about 30 years old. She has a mature charm of women and a temperament that intoxicates men. She is like a shining star in the sky. Men will fall into it and be charmed by her.
Yang Ping is the only one who hasn't fallen in. Eating noodles is just eating noodles, that's all.
"Can I sit next to you?"
There were no guests in the noodle shop. The landlady came over and was filled with a faint fragrance. Without an answer, she sat opposite, holding a mint scented lady's cigarette and handed it to Yang Ping, "would you like one?"
Yang Ping was not polite. He happened to have no cigarettes on him. He took one and said, "thank you."
"You are a man with a story."
The landlady stared into her eyes and said with a smile, "I like talking to men with stories."
With beautiful facial features, strong body and calm temperament, Yang Ping is the best choice in all aspects. He exudes a temperament that fascinates women and falls into it unconsciously. Especially his clear eyes.
"Aren't you afraid I'll hook you up? A man with a story is not necessarily a good man."
Yang Ping smiled.
The landlady shook her head and asked, "may I know your name?"
"Why have we met before?"
Yang Ping took out a hundred yuan and put it on the table. He shook his head and said, "forget it, I'm poor and can't afford to play with beautiful women."
"I'll treat you."
The landlady motioned for no money and asked, "why don't you have a drink?" without Yang Ping's refusal, "it's just tea."
Yang Ping wanted to leave the noodle shop and didn't want to get involved with the landlady too much, but it was hard to refuse when he saw the kindness of others. He said, "obedience is better than respect."
The landlady smiled. She was very charming.
But Yang Ping's shadow has disappeared.
The landlady was surprised, and Yang Ping returned to her seat.
"I don't like being stared at."
The landlady looked around, but when she saw more than a dozen bodyguards lying on the ground and unconscious, she realized how terrible the man in front of her. All the bodyguards were solved in an instant. These people are experienced experts.
"Are you still interested in drinking tea with me now?"
Yang Ping asked with a smile.
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Zheng Jiayi walked into the courtyard and came to the ancestral hall. In the ancestral hall, a beautiful woman was knocking wooden fish to chant scriptures. She looked very pious. She knelt next to the beautiful woman and said, "Lin Dong is on the hook."
The beautiful woman turned her head and showed a beautiful face, which could be seen. Although there was nothing left on her face, if it wasn't for the vicissitudes of life in her eyes, she thought she was only in her early twenties.
But she's in her forties.
She is Mrs. Zheng, Zheng Yu's wife. She was once the helmsman of the Zheng family. She was forced to retire to the ancestral hall to read scriptures and eat fast without asking about world affairs.
"These are small things." Mrs. Zheng shook her head and sighed, "Jiayi, I can see that you still hate me, but you have to compromise for the Zheng family. You don't understand now. When you realize that the world is big and our dimension is only a small part of the universe, it will be clear that the most important thing for women is to strengthen themselves, not become a vassal of men."
Zheng Jiayi bowed her head and said, "I understand."
"The Lin family's affairs can be provoked, but don't hold too much hope. Fishing for the old man of Hanjiang alone is not a fuel-efficient lamp. This person's realm is connected with God and has learned a bit of divination from his mother-in-law. Divination can be unpredictable, but it also has a fatal disadvantage, that is, he attaches too much importance to friendship."
"The most important thing now is not to revenge Yang Ping, but to find your sister Mingzhu. As long as you find her, you can catch Yang Ping's life door and let him obey." Mrs. Zheng mentioned Mingzhu and flashed a fierce anger.
Zheng Jiayi hesitated and said, "madam, my sister is not wrong, and she has been missing for a long time. No one can find her."
"Don't worry about this. The Lord will help you calculate and soon find the trace of your sister. I have a hunch that she has always been in the capital, but she just didn't appear. Your sister is Yang Ping's lover and one of his favorite women. If something happens to her, she can't stand idly by."
Although Mrs. Zheng lived in seclusion in the ancestral hall, she also knew what was happening outside.
Zheng Jiayi's alliance with her is a helpless move, but fortunately, the alliance has opened her eyes to understand that there are all kinds of wonders in the world. Her strength is far from enough. Mrs. Zheng's strength is unfathomable and far beyond her own.
"Uncle Zheng, he's drinking again," Zheng Jiayi reminded.
Mrs. Zheng's face was calm and said faintly, "he has always been like this, regardless of him. In fact, what he loves most in his heart is the former woman, Jiayi. Do you think I ruthlessly asked your uncle Zheng to abandon the Pearl?"
Zheng Jiayi did not speak, which was an admission.
Mrs. Zheng didn't think so. She looked at the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall and sighed, "I've never told anyone so far, but I can tell you, because you can afford it. Your sister Zheng Mingzhu is actually a disaster star."
"What?" Zheng Jiayi was surprised.
"Zheng Mingzhu's life style is too hard. If you continue to stay in the Zheng family, the Zheng family will not only break down their family, but also destroy their inheritance. Your uncle Zheng doesn't know, but I know very well. I thought of leaving your sister, but it's a pity that she hates me."
Zheng Jiayi secretly said, who will respect the superior little three? If it weren't for Mrs. Zheng, sister Mingzhu might live a princess like life. It's a pity that there is no if. Sister Mingzhu has been living outside since childhood and has experienced many risks. She naturally hates the Zheng family.
"She never admitted me, even if I was good to her. When I was a child, I tried to treat her sincerely, but she not only refused, but also wanted to kill me."
"She publicized that her parents died in a car accident. After all, your uncle Zheng was still alive. She began to curse her biological father. Do you think such a woman is easy to get along with?"
"I don't know Yang Ping's tendon is disordered. He likes Zheng Mingzhu, which makes things complicated."
With a sigh, Mrs. Zheng recalled the past and sighed. She said it sincerely. Even Zheng Jiayi began to believe it. Her tone was quiet and full of nostalgia. She said, "you are the master of the Zheng family. Now the Zheng family is in turmoil and can fall at any time. How about the cultivation of Zhenhuang divine skill I gave you?"
"The eighth floor," replied Zheng Jiayi.
Mrs. Zheng was surprised, looked at Zheng Jiayi in surprise, nodded and said: "You deserve to be the most gifted person in the history of the Zheng family. Zhenhuang divine skill is known as a unique skill that surpasses Tianji ancient martial arts. It was created by the realm of the heavenly king. Zhenhuang was a heavenly king expert comparable to the eternal night divine dragon. After being plotted, he left a Zhenhuang divine skill. If you can cultivate to the highest level and completely transform the blood in your body, you will become the second Zhenhuang."
"I will try my best," Zheng Jiayi said sincerely.
Mrs. Zheng nodded and said, "go out first. I have to read scriptures to the dead Zheng family."
Zheng Jiayi respectfully left the ancestral hall.
Mrs. Zheng knelt on the futon, her pupils were cold, and whispered, "another self righteous young man."
At this time, Yang Ping didn't know he was designed and entered into a conspiracy. Instead, he sat by the lake in the people's Park to eat noodles. There was a noodle restaurant by the lake, which tasted good, but the business was not good. Because the price of the noodle restaurant was ridiculously high, 100 yuan a bowl of noodles.
The landlady of the noodle shop is a beautiful woman, driving a Mercedes Benz Mercedes S600, and the accompanying bodyguards are hidden around the noodle shop. Each of them is a retired soldier with strong strength.
Yang Ping is eating noodles and concentrating.
The landlady is very beautiful. To be exact, she is not beautiful. She is about 30 years old. She has a mature charm of women and a temperament that intoxicates men. She is like a shining star in the sky. Men will fall into it and be charmed by her.
Yang Ping is the only one who hasn't fallen in. Eating noodles is just eating noodles, that's all.
"Can I sit next to you?"
There were no guests in the noodle shop. The landlady came over and was filled with a faint fragrance. Without an answer, she sat opposite, holding a mint scented lady's cigarette and handed it to Yang Ping, "would you like one?"
Yang Ping was not polite. He happened to have no cigarettes on him. He took one and said, "thank you."
"You are a man with a story."
The landlady stared into her eyes and said with a smile, "I like talking to men with stories."
With beautiful facial features, strong body and calm temperament, Yang Ping is the best choice in all aspects. He exudes a temperament that fascinates women and falls into it unconsciously. Especially his clear eyes.
"Aren't you afraid I'll hook you up? A man with a story is not necessarily a good man."
Yang Ping smiled.
The landlady shook her head and asked, "may I know your name?"
"Why have we met before?"
Yang Ping took out a hundred yuan and put it on the table. He shook his head and said, "forget it, I'm poor and can't afford to play with beautiful women."
"I'll treat you."
The landlady motioned for no money and asked, "why don't you have a drink?" without Yang Ping's refusal, "it's just tea."
Yang Ping wanted to leave the noodle shop and didn't want to get involved with the landlady too much, but it was hard to refuse when he saw the kindness of others. He said, "obedience is better than respect."
The landlady smiled. She was very charming.
But Yang Ping's shadow has disappeared.
The landlady was surprised, and Yang Ping returned to her seat.
"I don't like being stared at."
The landlady looked around, but when she saw more than a dozen bodyguards lying on the ground and unconscious, she realized how terrible the man in front of her. All the bodyguards were solved in an instant. These people are experienced experts.
"Are you still interested in drinking tea with me now?"
Yang Ping asked with a smile.
Zheng Jiayi walked into the courtyard and came to the ancestral hall. In the ancestral hall, a beautiful woman was knocking wooden fish to chant scriptures. She looked very pious. She knelt next to the beautiful woman and said, "Lin Dong is on the hook."The beautiful woman turned her head and showed a beautiful face, which could be seen. Although there was nothing left on her face, if it wasn't for the vicissitudes of life in her eyes, she thought she was only in her early twenties.But she's in her forties.She is Mrs. Zheng, Zheng Yu's wife. She was once the helmsman of the Zheng family. She was forced to retire to the ancestral hall to read scriptures and eat fast without asking about world affairs."These are small things." Mrs. Zheng shook her head and sighed, "Jiayi, I can see that you still hate me, but you have to compromise for the Zheng family. You don't understand now. When you realize that the world is big and our dimension is only a small part of the universe, it will be clear that the most important thing for women is to strengthen themselves, not become a vassal of men."Zheng Jiayi bowed her head and said, "I understand.""The Lin family's affairs can be provoked, but don't hold too much hope. Fishing for the old man of Hanjiang alone is not a fuel-efficient lamp. This person's realm is connected with God and has learned a bit of divination from his mother-in-law. Divination can be unpredictable, but it also has a fatal disadvantage, that is, he attaches too much importance to friendship.""The most important thing now is not to revenge Yang Ping, but to find your sister Mingzhu. As long as you find her, you can catch Yang Ping's life door and let him obey." Mrs. Zheng mentioned Mingzhu and flashed a fierce anger.Zheng Jiayi hesitated and said, "madam, my sister is not wrong, and she has been missing for a long time. No one can find her.""Don't worry about this. The Lord will help you calculate and soon find the trace of your sister. I have a hunch that she has always been in the capital, but she just didn't appear. Your sister is Yang Ping's lover and one of his favorite women. If something happens to her, she can't stand idly by."Although Mrs. Zheng lived in seclusion in the ancestral hall, she also knew what was happening outside.Zheng Jiayi's alliance with her is a helpless move, but fortunately, the alliance has opened her eyes to understand that there are all kinds of wonders in the world. Her strength is far from enough. Mrs. Zheng's strength is unfathomable and far beyond her own."Uncle Zheng, he's drinking again," Zheng Jiayi reminded.Mrs. Zheng's face was calm and said faintly, "he has always been like this, regardless of him. In fact, what he loves most in his heart is the former woman, Jiayi. Do you think I ruthlessly asked your uncle Zheng to abandon the Pearl?"Zheng Jiayi did not speak, which was an admission.Mrs. Zheng didn't think so. She looked at the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall and sighed, "I've never told anyone so far, but I can tell you, because you can afford it. Your sister Zheng Mingzhu is actually a disaster star.""What?" Zheng Jiayi was surprised."Zheng Mingzhu's life style is too hard. If you continue to stay in the Zheng family, the Zheng family will not only break down their family, but also destroy their inheritance. Your uncle Zheng doesn't know, but I know very well. I thought of leaving your sister, but it's a pity that she hates me."Zheng Jiayi secretly said, who will respect the superior little three? If it weren't for Mrs. Zheng, sister Mingzhu might live a princess like life. It's a pity that there is no if. Sister Mingzhu has been living outside since childhood and has experienced many risks. She naturally hates the Zheng family."She never admitted me, even if I was good to her. When I was a child, I tried to treat her sincerely, but she not only refused, but also wanted to kill me.""She publicized that her parents died in a car accident. After all, your uncle Zheng was still alive. She began to curse her biological father. Do you think such a woman is easy to get along with?""I don't know Yang Ping's tendon is disordered. He likes Zheng Mingzhu, which makes things complicated."With a sigh, Mrs. Zheng recalled the past and sighed. She said it sincerely. Even Zheng Jiayi began to believe it. Her tone was quiet and full of nostalgia. She said, "you are the master of the Zheng family. Now the Zheng family is in turmoil and can fall at any time. How about the cultivation of Zhenhuang divine skill I gave you?""The eighth floor," replied Zheng Jiayi.Mrs. Zheng was surprised, looked at Zheng Jiayi in surprise, nodded and said: "You deserve to be the most gifted person in the history of the Zheng family. Zhenhuang divine skill is known as a unique skill that surpasses Tianji ancient martial arts. It was created by the realm of the heavenly king. Zhenhuang was a heavenly king expert comparable to the eternal night divine dragon. After being plotted, he left a Zhenhuang divine skill. If you can cultivate to the highest level and completely transform the blood in your body, you will become the second Zhenhuang.""I will try my best," Zheng Jiayi said sincerely.Mrs. Zheng nodded and said, "go out first. I have to read scriptures to the dead Zheng family."Zheng Jiayi respectfully left the ancestral hall.Mrs. Zheng knelt on the futon, her pupils were cold, and whispered, "another self righteous young man."At this time, Yang Ping didn't know he was designed and entered into a conspiracy. Instead, he sat by the lake in the people's Park to eat noodles. There was a noodle restaurant by the lake, which tasted good, but the business was not good. Because the price of the noodle restaurant was ridiculously high, 100 yuan a bowl of noodles.The landlady of the noodle shop is a beautiful woman, driving a Mercedes Benz Mercedes S600, and the accompanying bodyguards are hidden around the noodle shop. Each of them is a retired soldier with strong strength.Yang Ping is eating noodles and concentrating.The landlady is very beautiful. To be exact, she is not beautiful. She is about 30 years old. She has a mature charm of women and a temperament that intoxicates men. She is like a shining star in the sky. Men will fall into it and be charmed by her.Yang Ping is the only one who hasn't fallen in. Eating noodles is just eating noodles, that's all."Can I sit next to you?"There were no guests in the noodle shop. The landlady came over and was filled with a faint fragrance. Without an answer, she sat opposite, holding a mint scented lady's cigarette and handed it to Yang Ping, "would you like one?"Yang Ping was not polite. He happened to have no cigarettes on him. He took one and said, "thank you.""You are a man with a story."The landlady stared into her eyes and said with a smile, "I like talking to men with stories."With beautiful facial features, strong body and calm temperament, Yang Ping is the best choice in all aspects. He exudes a temperament that fascinates women and falls into it unconsciously. Especially his clear eyes."Aren't you afraid I'll hook you up? A man with a story is not necessarily a good man."Yang Ping smiled.The landlady shook her head and asked, "may I know your name?""Why have we met before?"Yang Ping took out a hundred yuan and put it on the table. He shook his head and said, "forget it, I'm poor and can't afford to play with beautiful women.""I'll treat you."The landlady motioned for no money and asked, "why don't you have a drink?" without Yang Ping's refusal, "it's just tea."Yang Ping wanted to leave the noodle shop and didn't want to get involved with the landlady too much, but it was hard to refuse when he saw the kindness of others. He said, "obedience is better than respect."The landlady smiled. She was very charming.But Yang Ping's shadow has disappeared.The landlady was surprised, and Yang Ping returned to her seat."I don't like being stared at."The landlady looked around, but when she saw more than a dozen bodyguards lying on the ground and unconscious, she realized how terrible the man in front of her. All the bodyguards were solved in an instant. These people are experienced experts."Are you still interested in drinking tea with me now?"Yang Ping asked with a smile.
