Don't ask where people go

Fang Lihui looked sideways at the hand on his shoulder, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I didn't understand before, why he cares so much about fairness and justice. Now that I stand in this position, I understand. There is a lot of interest in it, and no matter how open or secret the market is, how many wins and losses there are, it is not as good as going far.”

Fang Zilan withdrew her hand, straightened her sleeves in a leisurely manner, and said slowly, "Maybe Fang Liren is sensitive and delicate, and he is not the best businessman, but he must be a good family leader."

After she finished speaking, she asked lightly, "Fang Lihui, as Fang Liren's successor, can you do well?"

Fang Lihui said solemnly: "I know that a bowl of water is not easy, but since I have assumed the name of the head of the Fang family, I will walk the path he walked with a clear conscience."

"I'm relieved if you have such awareness." Fang Zilan curled her lips slightly, and said with a light smile: "At least I didn't entrust the wrong person with my business."

"I will live up to Mr. Fang's entrustment." Fang Lihui saluted, not at all like the cynical swinger before, and his eyes were extremely determined.

The old man raised his face, his white hair parted a little, revealing his clear eyes, looking at the lush greenery above his head, he seemed to be lost in memory.

"The second son of Zhuge back then was really amazingly talented. Not only was his calligraphy first-rate, but his eloquence was even better. He had never lost in debates." Master Yi Nian was full of praise for him, and Master Yi Nian, after talking with him, once said that if this son converts, there will be someone who succeeds Zen Buddhism, and Baiye Temple will live up to the name of the national temple."

"What?" A look of shock flashed across Fang Zilan's face, "Old man, who is Master Yi Nian?"

"The original abbot of Baiye Temple, his master." The old man said and looked towards the noisy crowd. Fang Zilan followed his gaze and saw Master Liaoyuan standing in the center at a glance.

The white robe is plain and spotless.The red cassock was like fire, which made his eyebrows and eyes more delicate, but there was no enchanting smoke and fire, but an inexplicable solemnity.

"The iron-blooded man who fights on the battlefield has always had today but no tomorrow. If he can see through life and death in the world of mortals, who else can match him?" Can an old monk with wood carvings and clay sculptures sit empty-handed, be called an eminent monk just by chanting sutras at the assembly meeting at his age? It’s really ridiculous.”

"Old man..." Fang Zilan was interrupted by the old man as soon as he opened his mouth, "A heart of compassion and a heart full of pity for the world, how could it have fallen to where it is today? If Master Yi Nian saw it, would he regret it at the beginning? He shaved?"

"Old man, you have said that Master Yuan is amazingly talented, not someone who has a reputation for nothing." Fang Zilan said with a firm expression: "In this case, no matter how far he has come, I believe he can break through."

"Good girl..." The old man's eyes suddenly turned red, "I...I just feel that it's a pity that such a good person has to suffer so much? Girl, take a good look at it. will be remembered."

Fang Zilan stood up, looking back, the master Yuan Yuan among the monks was like the rising sun, talking and laughing freely, writing calmly, but...

When everyone saw the words on the paper, they all whispered.Compared with other eminent monks, the well-regulated characters are indeed much inferior. Although the debate is not based on words, such words...

"Look at Master Yuan's hand!" Someone in the crowd suddenly yelled, Fang Zilan's lips were drawn into a straight line, and she watched as Master Yuan rolled up the sleeves of his robe for the convenience of writing, revealing the hideous scar on his arm .

The old man looked at Master Yuan's calm expression, and murmured: "Have you let go?"

Fang Zilan stood outside the crowd and heard the debate clearly.From the Buddha cutting the meat to feed the eagle to holding flowers and laughing, Master Liao Yuan talked eloquently, and every word was pearls, and Master Diengdeng seldom spoke, his face was full of praise and comfort.

Seeing that the debate was coming to an end, she turned her head and looked under the tree. The old man had left at some point, but the words he repeated like ravings lingered in her ears for a long time.

The old man said he was worth it.

"I don't believe it." Hong Tai raised his eyebrows, "Little beauty, don't say whether such a stupid method is useful, just say that you...are reluctant to die." When he spoke the last half of the sentence, he deliberately lowered his voice, as if to bewitch generally.

Fang Zilan curled up her lips, pressed it close to Hongtai's ear, and said, "Is it because I don't want to die, or you don't want to see me die?"

"Little beauty, you take the initiative to throw yourself into your arms..." Hongtai raised her hand to hold Fang Zilan's wrist, but she was still indifferent, but her voice was frosty, "It's not that I don't understand the relationship between men and women, but I just don't want to. But if necessary, I don't mind pretending to be weak and using a beauty trick."

Hongtai's hand tightened a little, "Little beauty, you are so ruthless that you can even use yourself, it really impresses me."

Fang Zilan's eyebrows were affectionate, and the smile on his face was even wider, "Each and each other, didn't the boss also use himself to act out an unbearably affectionate drama with me?"

Hongtai didn't feel any embarrassment at all, she rubbed Fang Zilan's wrist bone with her fingers, like a silent seduction, "When did the little beauty notice it?"

"From the moment you said you knew me as Zixiu." Fang Zilan pushed Hongtai's hand away, "If I can be used by you, it will be a bargaining chip between you and Ji Ningtian. Later you know my real identity Identity, this identity can not only deal with Ji Ningtian, but can even be sold to Li Shengxuan, it will always leave a way for your Hong brothers and sisters, won't it?"

"According to what the little beauty said, I'm hypocritical and ruthless, and I'm not a thing." Hongtai smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Yes, I admit it. It's just..."

He suddenly grabbed Fang Zilan's shoulders and brought her into his arms, "It's the first time I've seen someone as unmoved as a little beauty."

"If I had met you before I met Ji Ningtian, I might have fallen for you." Fang Zilan reached out and hooked Hongtai's neck. I'm afraid it's hard for anyone to claim number one in the world, otherwise you and I wouldn't have fallen step by step to where we are today."

As she spoke, she tilted her head and leaned on Hongtai's shoulder, "Not to mention, he is the best teacher in matters of men and women. He taught me a lot. I indulged in it and lost my life. Of course It won’t be easy to repeat the same mistakes again.”

The lingering breath is on the side, the nephrite jade is warm and fragrant in the arms, but Hongtai only feels the back of the spine is cold, and he is speechless for a long time.

Fang Zilan straightened up and looked at Hongtai fixedly, "However, you are right in one sentence, I don't want to die, so I can only let others die."