The first rich son-in-law

In the bedroom, Wei Zhengxun looked at the sleeping Zhao Xiaoni worriedly.

"Mr. Ning, my niece..."

"No problem!" Ning Xuan waved his hand.

"Although the eldest lady was seriously injured, it's not absolutely bad!" Ning Xuan said with twinkling eyes.

"Missy was originally hovering at the peak of her external energy, now is a good time to go further!"

Speaking of this, Ning Xuan suddenly thought of something and said hastily.

"Didn't Yizhimei give her a panacea?"

"It's the right time to take it now! I'll help her guard it!"

Wei Zhengxun heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, and nodded quickly: "That's a hard work, sir!"

"Jiang, brother Jiang, I... hurt so much!"

At this time, a slight raving came from Zhao Xiaoni's mouth.

Everyone froze for a moment, then couldn't help but shook their heads. They didn't expect this girl, who was unconscious, to still be thinking about that man.

A sneeze!

On the banks of the Jinling River, Jiang Beichen sneezed heavily.

"Junmen, put on some clothes, be careful not to catch a cold!"

Zhao Qun came over and put a cloak on Jiang Beichen.

"When I sneeze, it's usually not because of a cold, but probably because of something bad!" Jiang Beichen shook his head. He sneezed the day before yesterday, and a phone call came from home not long after.

Diao Yulan called, scolded him for being heartless, left his wife at home alone, went out to fool around by herself, and if he didn't go back, Wang Xuewu would divorce him.

Fortunately, my wife was considerate and snatched the phone, and the two talked on the phone for an hour.

After Wang Xuewu returned to Yunshan, she no longer served as the president of the branch, and Jiang Beichen had already given up the position of president.

Now that the proprietress is in charge, she is now Rongding's chairman and president, and Rongding has recently jointly developed a project with He Fusheng and Yuan Zhengnan, Wang Xuewu is very busy all day long.

"Junmen, I heard that Madam has been busy late every day, don't you feel bad?" Zhao Qun couldn't help joking.

"A woman, I want her to be busy every day. She has no time to deal with you when she is busy. Otherwise, she is bored at home and has nothing to do. She will only think about you every day. Then can you still do business?" Jiang Bei Chen spoke seriously.

"No, Junmen, then why do I always see you giggling while looking at your wife's photo?" Zhao Qun couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"..." Jiang Beichen: "Do I have any?"

"Have!"

"you sure?"

Zhao Qun: "..."

Woohoo!

At this time, a strong wind suddenly blew up on the river, Zhao Qun was taken aback for a moment, and quickly said: "Junmen, people are here!"

At this time, on the river, a small boat with a black awning slowly sailed towards the river.

On the bow, an old man wearing a bamboo hat and coarse linen clothes stood with his hands behind his back.Beside the old man was a ragged young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Heroes! Here we come!"

The young man kept waving his hands at them and shouted excitedly.

It's just that the boat stopped suddenly when it was approaching the shore.

"Senior, why don't you go ashore and have a talk?" Jiang Beichen shouted from the air.

"Guying in the cold river, a passer-by in the rivers and lakes, why do we know each other when we meet again!" the old man suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and vicissitudes.

"Your Excellency saved my grandson, Hong came here today just to thank him face to face!"

"If Mr. Future has any errands, as long as he doesn't violate the law or violate the morals of the world, our beggar gang will do our best!" The old man said sincerely, but his voice was a little distant.

To repay a favor is to repay a favor, and the old man doesn't seem to want to mix in other things.

"Senior Hong, Mr. Jiang has always respected you as a person, why should you reject people thousands of miles away?" Jiang Beichen said indifferently, and then stepped on the river.

The old man stomped his foot, and the Uppong boat suddenly reversed rapidly on the river.

The corner of Jiang Beichen's mouth curled up, and he continued to move forward, and caught up with the boat in two or three strokes, and immediately stepped on the side of the boat.

boom!
The old man suddenly stretched out his palm, and patted Jiang Beichen's chest. Naturally, Jiang Beichen would not just sit still, and the two exchanged hands on the river.

The boat was still gliding at high speed, until it came to a sudden stop in the middle of the river, and at this moment, with a bang, the surrounding river suddenly burst, like a sky covering the boat.

Fortunately, it was a foggy weather, otherwise the Waiguo people who were playing on the shore saw this scene, and I am afraid it would be even more difficult to explain.

Chinese people really know martial arts!

Whoa!
The sky dissipated and the boat gradually stabilized.

"I lost!" The old man shook his head and sighed.

"You're hurt!" Jiang Beichen said lightly.

"Even if I'm not injured, I'm not your opponent!" The old man shook his head and said, his body trembling slightly.

This young man is stronger than he imagined!
It seems that he is really old!

A table, two cups, and a pot of tea.

Just as the pot of water boiled, the little beggar quickly poured the tea into the cup and brewed it slowly.

"Please!" Hong Tiande rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand to signal.

"Thank you!"

The two sat opposite each other, only listening to the sizzling of tea in the cup.

After a long time, Jiang Beichen suddenly spoke.

"Senior Hong, I invite you this time because I hope you can come out and revive the martial arts association!"

"I've already retired, I don't care about court affairs!" Hong Tiande shook his head and said disheartenedly.

"Senior, the ancients said that if you live in a high temple, you worry about your ruler, and if you live far away, you worry about your people. You are a hero of your generation, can't you think about it for the people?" Jiang Beichen frowned, with a sincere expression on his face. Said.

Hong Tiande sighed, "Ms. Hong is now a half-useful person, and the rest of his life can only be wasted, how can he manage the affairs of the world!"

"Senior's words are wrong. You are the leader of the beggar gang, and you are also a role model for countless young people, enough to represent half of the martial arts world!"

Jiang Beichen is not flattering, with Hong Tiande's seniority and reputation, no one can match his influence in the martial arts world!

"My time has passed!" Hong Tiande sighed.

"I really don't want to participate in the intrigue in Vanity Fair, chasing fame and fortune!" Hong Tiande still shook his head.

"Besides, it's not the same who will sit in this world?"

"Xing, the people suffer, death, the people suffer!" Hong Tiande said with emotion.

"I don't know if you came to me on behalf of the military or for yourself, but if you want to use me, I'm sorry, I may disappoint you!" Hong Tiande finally said in a deep voice.

"Senior, you misunderstood me! I'm not for the military, let alone for myself!" Jiang Beichen said lightly.

"Oh? Can you guarantee that you have no ambition?" Hong Tiande couldn't help sneering, his tone a bit disdainful.

Jiang Beichen nodded, "Of course I do!"

"Jiang has been in the army for five years, fought on the battlefield, and narrowly escaped death!"

"I saw countless soldiers shrouded in horseskin, blood-stained on the battlefield!"

"This country was brought down by them!"

"And my ambition is to protect the great river and mountains behind me! I can't let the mountains and rivers they bought with their lives be destroyed by a group of despicable people!" Jiang Beichen trembled slightly.

"Senior, once the country is rejuvenated by martial arts, once it becomes a reality, the power of the warriors will be out of control. At that time, the laws and morals of the entire country will be severely impacted, and the troubled times will not be far away!" Jiang Beichen said with a solemn face. .

Hong Tiande's face was slightly startled.

He has seen too many arrogant people, most of whom are domineering and ambitious.

And this person is only a weak year, but he can have righteousness in his heart and never leave the world.

It really surprised him.

"Young man, I see your ambition, but you know, it's too difficult!" Hong Tiande sighed.

"When I was young, I had the same thought as you, but later I discovered that the fate of the country is unpredictable!"

"Even if your martial arts are world-class, and even if you hold great power, you still can't compete with those clans!"

"Because they are the ones who make the rules!"

"In the final analysis, this country was built by our ancestors. No matter how hard we people try, in our whole life, I'm afraid we won't even be able to touch their starting point!"

"The injustice in this world cannot be controlled by people like you and me!" Hong Tiande slowly took off the bamboo hat and put it aside, with helplessness and despair in his cloudy eyes.

"It's up to people!" Jiang Beichen said firmly.

"The Taizu said that talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years!"

"You and I are mortals, and we have nothing at all. Since that's the case, there is nothing to worry about!" Jiang Beichen said lightly.

Hong Tiande froze for a moment, and couldn't help frowning.

"Even if you bear infamy, feel wronged, or even lose your life, are you not afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

Jiang Beichen looked resolute, and looked slowly at the hazy sky in the distance.

"When I was in Jiang, there were countless people who wanted to push me into the abyss!"

"But they don't know, I'm from there!"

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, a huge lightning flashed across the sky suddenly, and the whole river was bright as day in an instant.

After a while, Hong Tiande came back to his senses and stared at the teacup, only to see the tea in the cup rippling slightly, as if there was a little blue glow.Can't help showing surprise.

"Okay!" Hong Tian finally nodded.

"You are a young man who dares to fight with your life for the sake of your family, country, and the world, so why should I be afraid of my old bones!"

Hong Tiande seemed to have made up his mind, and said lightly, "I promise you!"