The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1025

When Li Futu returned to the first floor, he smiled and nodded kindly to the reception ladies who were looking at him frequently.

suave.

A gentleman is like jade.

The three front desk ladies were overwhelmed by flattery, and they were heartbroken at the first glance by him.

Even though he knew that this was Missy's man, he still couldn't control some emotions.

Everyone's face was flushed, and they didn't dare to look someone directly in the eyes.

Li Futu walked out of the Song Group alone, without disturbing Song Luoshen's work.

Song Luoshen planned to accompany him, but he also refused.

Li Futu left the headquarters of the Song Group, went to a flower shop, bought a bunch of lilies, and immediately stopped a taxi.

"Master, go to Mount Luqi."

"okay."

The taxi driver is a native of Kyoto. He has a strong old Beijing accent and is very talkative.

"Young man, are you going to visit Luqiqian's grave?"

He noticed the lily in Li Futu's hands.

Moreover.

As we all know, there are cemeteries on Mount Luqi.

Li Futu nodded and hummed.

Those who drive taxis are all masters who can read words and demeanor. Seeing that he seems to be in a low mood, the driver stopped talking to him.

The city of Kyoto is huge, and when the taxi arrived at the foot of Luqi Mountain, it was already more than an hour later.

"Thank you."

Li Futu got out of the car after paying the bill, holding a bouquet of flowers, and walked towards Lu Qishan alone.

On Luqi Mountain, not far from the foot of the mountain, there is a new wooden house.

The wooden house is very new, but very simple. Under the cover of green hills and green trees, there is an artistic conception of being in a human environment without the noise of cars and horses.

Not far from the wooden house is a tomb.

In front of the grave, there are two cypress trees standing upright with luxuriant branches.

It seems that Li Fu didn't see the wooden house, went straight to the old grave, bent down, and gently placed the lily in front of the grave.

"coming."

A voice sounded from behind.

No unwillingness, no resentment, just like the breeze in the mountains, soft and gentle, and even a faint smile.

A middle-aged man walked out of the wooden house, walked slowly to Li Futu's side, and stood in front of the grave with him.

Li Futu turned a deaf ear and didn't respond, not even turning his head.

The figure of this middle-aged man is not very burly, but his waist keeps straight all the time, giving people a sense of sharpness like a javelin.

His name is Li Zhengrong.

Once the commander of hundreds of thousands of Beijing troops, his power in the army is unparalleled, and he is known as the king of the one word side by side!

But now, he is just the owner of a wooden house.

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

It is estimated that few people in the world can bear this kind of drop from the sky to the ground, but he seems to be very calm.

even.

Judging from the curvature of his face, it seemed that he still had a taste of sweetness.

He didn't mind Li Futu's indifferent attitude either, looking at the tombstone, he said softly, "I'm very happy."

"When you stand at the current height, you can still control the hatred, and you have not been blinded by the hatred, and you have not made the Li family a sinner, thank you."

"I did this not because of you, let alone because of the Li family."

Li Futu finally spoke, his voice was cold and indifferent.

"Besides, the Li family has become history now, and it won't be long before it will be forgotten by everyone."

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, the waves wipe out the heroes, and success or failure turns to nothing. In this world, there is no eternal foundation. If there is prosperity, there will be decline. It's just the cycle of heaven."

This man who "climbed to the Tianzitang in the morning and became a farmer in the evening" did not feel any gloomy and gloomy because of the huge twists and turns of fate, and his expression was full of unimaginable freedom and ease.

"When I was an official in the court, I needed to let go of the warmth and coldness of the world, to break through good and evil, loyalty and traitors, and to guard against conspiracies and tricks. Now that I am guarding this Luqi Mountain, I feel on the contrary..."

He looked at the tombstone and said softly.

"Relieved."

Li Futu was silent.

Up to now, the enmity that has continued since his birth has come to an end.

Li Zhengrong turned his head.

"Would you like to stay and have a meal together?"

"No need."

Not surprisingly, Li Futu refused decisively.

Li Zhengrong nodded without forcing it.

The two stood together in front of the grave for a long time, neither of them spoke again.

About an hour later, Li Futu turned and left.

One did not say goodbye.

None were retained.

After Li Futu left, Li Zhengrong squatted down and reached out to stroke the gray layer on the tombstone with gentle movements, as if stroking a woman's hair.

Talented people come out from generation to generation.

Now his son's achievement is much higher than him.

Although the Li family is gone.

But another Li family, another larger and more glorious Li family, is rising like the scorching sun.

He guarded this Luqi Mountain, accompanied the woman lying on the ground, and watched his son soaring through the sky.

What's wrong?
……

After leaving Luqi Mountain, Li Futu picked up his cell phone and made a call.

The call was not to Song Luoshen, but to Ye Xuanyuan, the eldest son of the Ye family, who had lived under the imperial city since he was a child.

Although the friendship with Ye Xuanyuan is not deep, but the previous few times he came to Beijing, the Ye family dude was very warm to him.

People are mutual.

This is a matter of basic courtesy.

The call was connected quickly.

"Young Master Ye."

Li Futu took the initiative to speak, and his attitude was very polite.

"Young Master Li?"

Ye Xuanyuan's voice was very surprised, and very pleasantly surprised.

"Why did Young Master Li think of calling me?"

"It just so happens that you're in the capital. I wonder if Young Master Ye is free? Meet Young Master Ye and have a meal together..."

"Of course there is."

Ye Xuanyuan hurriedly responded.

"If you invite me to dinner, Li Shao, you will look down on me, Ye Xuanyuan. After all, the capital is also my home field. If you want to invite me, I should come to invite you. Li Shao, where are you now?"

Ye Xuanyuan was as enthusiastic as ever.

"I'm in the northern suburbs."

"Northern Suburb?"

Ye Xuanyuan was a little puzzled, wondering what Li Futu was doing in the northern suburbs, but he didn't ask further.

"Young Master Li alone?"

Li Futu hummed.

Ye Xuanyuan immediately said: "Then how about it, Young Master Li, I'll pick you up now."

"You don't have to be so troublesome, just tell me the location, and I'll just take a taxi there."

"No trouble, no trouble at all. That's it, I'll drive over right away."

Before Li Futu refused, Ye Xuanyuan hung up the phone.

Li Futu smiled, put down his phone, turned his head, and glanced at the beautiful Luqi Mountain, his eyes were calm.

When his mother was about to die, she told him not to take revenge, but Li Shi died in his hands after all.

I don't know if my mother will blame him.

Li Futu lit a cigarette, looked away, and subconsciously thought of Li Haotian who had left Longguo.

That man seems to have accepted the fact that the Li family has fallen, but what about the young man of the Li family?
What country and place is he in at this time, and what is he doing?
(End of this chapter)