A hundred years of family: the beginning of eternal life from the Republic of China

With the news that the Zong family was solved by Zhao Guang, it spread again.

The surroundings couldn't help but create a lot of waves.

"Do you know what people say about you now?"

I saw Xia Meng talking to Zhao Guang.

A few days passed, and Zhao Guang's injury was almost healed.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but look up.

"Why should I care what people outside say about me!"

Zhao Guang shrugged.

"You don't care, but the people under you do, and these things will more or less affect you!"

"Many aristocratic families are already quite afraid of you."

"This is not a good thing. It would be fine if there were only one or two, but there are so many. They are the ones who control most of the resources and have the rights."

Zhao Guang rubbed his forehead and said helplessly.

"I also know about this matter, and I just want to deal with it these days."

"Tell me, how can I handle it?"

Zhao Guang looked at Xia Meng.

Obviously, in the past few days, Zhao Guang didn't think of any better way to deal with it.

"Find an opportunity to send invitations to all the patriarchs of the aristocratic families. Whether they come or not, just express your attitude!"

Xia Meng's eyes flashed, and she spoke to Zhao Guang.

"That's a good idea!"

"It's just, will these aristocratic families give me such a face?"

Zhao Guang said hesitantly.

"You really don't know what's going on outside the window. You don't know who you are now. In the eyes of everyone, you already look like it. It's impossible for them not to accept the invitation you gave!"

"Not to mention that the Patriarch is coming, at least one important person will be sent over."

Xia Meng said to Zhao Guang.

Zhao Guang also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

So he also handed over this matter to Xia Meng.

Xia Meng's movements were neat, and she had already finished it that afternoon, and asked the people from the Anding Gang to deliver the invitations.

At night, when Zhao Guang was about to go home, Xia Meng came over again.

"A total of twelve invitations were sent out, and none of the twelve aristocratic families refused!"

Xia Meng said to Zhao Guang.

"Twelve aristocratic families, as far as I know, there should be more than these aristocratic families!"

Zhao Guang hesitated for a while, then spoke to Xia Meng.

"You can't invite all kinds of cats and dogs. For example, the Gou family and the Zong family, such down-and-out families, or families with small aristocratic families, are naturally not eligible to be entertained, and entertaining them will also lower the class."

"So it is enough to invite these twelve aristocratic families. I will give you the roster later. You need to pay attention to the precautions."

"These twelve aristocratic families are not comparable to the Zong family or the Gou family."

Hearing this, Zhao Guang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I trust you in these things. You know a little more and handle them more properly. Without you, I really don't know what to do!"

Zhao Guang said to Xia Meng.

When Zhao Guang returned home in the evening, he had just finished his meal when he saw that the invitation card had already been delivered.

Zhao Guang took the information from Meng Hao, immediately entered the room and began to investigate.

The information of these twelve aristocratic families is not a small number.

The content is all handwritten, and no printer is used. Of course, the current printer is very troublesome to use, and it may not be as easy as handwriting.

Maybe handwriting is even faster.

Zhao Guang could tell at a glance that the handwriting on these materials belonged to Xia Meng.

While looking at the information, Zhao Guang felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

There was still some time left for the banquet. Zhao Guang waited until the morning, greeted his parents and others, and went out immediately.

He arrived at his villa in the suburbs.

This time, besides Zhao Guang, there were others who came with Zhao Guang.

That was Hui Zhengyuan, who was sent by Zhang Hui to help Zhao Guang practice.

"Hiss, what a big handwriting!"

Hui Zhengyuan was a little puzzled at first, where did Zhao Guang live in the suburbs?

Seeing the villa in front of him now, even Hui Zhengyuan couldn't help but gasp, and couldn't help but speak.

In the residence, several aunts saw Zhao Guang bring someone here for the first time.

"What do you want to drink, or need, just tell them!"

Zhao Guangdao.

On the contrary, an aunt also came to Hui Zhengyuan's side.

"No need, just start practicing!"

Hui Zhengyuan is not used to the feeling of being served by others, even such a serving aunt.

Zhao Guang didn't force it, and asked someone to pour a cup of tea for Hui Zhengyuan, and the two walked into the backyard immediately.

It is said to be the backyard, but it is a very large open space.

"Auntie, you are responsible for picking up some small stones here."

"Hui Zhengyuan, you throw the stone towards me directly, with the greatest strength and speed, slowly speed up!"

"When I say stop, you stop!"

Zhao Guang gave an order.

Hui Zhengyuan also nodded.

After Zhao Guang was some distance away from Hui Zhengyuan, the practice began.

Hui Zhengyuan's strength was great, Zhao Guang was not used to it at first, and he failed to catch those stones several times in a row.

But after waiting for Zhao Guang for a short time, Zhao Guang became proficient.

Hui Zhengyuan's speed was also getting faster and faster, and he didn't mean to stop.

Don't look at the two of them just like this, but it is an extremely mentally and physically consuming thing.

Time passed bit by bit, Zhao Guang didn't say stop, neither did Hui Zhengyuan.

After waiting for two or three hours, Zhao Guang had already taken a defensive stance.

But Hui Zhengyuan stopped instead.

"No, I'm out of strength!"

Hui Zhengyuan looked at Zhao Guang, and said with some shame.

I didn't expect it to be so exhausting.

And it was he who couldn't hold on before Zhao Guang, which was the source of his embarrassment.

No matter what, Hui Zhengyuan didn't think that his physical strength would be inferior to Zhao Guang's.

But now it seems that his physical strength is not only inferior to Zhao Guang, the difference is not too big.

"It's almost there. I also feel that I have improved a lot, and my physical strength is almost exhausted. I guess I can't hold on for another two hours or so!"

Zhao Guang laughed.

Hui Zhengyuan opened his mouth when he heard the words, a little speechless, only feeling that his three views had been refreshed by Zhao Guang again.

Zhao Guang originally planned to ask Hui Zhengyuan to stay for a meal, but he didn't know whether Hui Zhengyuan was embarrassed or something, and insisted on leaving. Zhao Guang stopped him a few times, but it didn't have any effect.

Helpless, Zhao Guang didn't continue to stop him, but just told Hui Zhengyuan not to be so restrained.

Zhao Guang took a shower, rested for a while and then went back.

This time, the improvement of Panshi Hand is indeed great.

At least Zhao Guang believes that in his current state, if he faces Zong Shiwen again, he will never get hurt!

However, I'm afraid the next time the pressure has to be increased, otherwise I will get used to it soon!