Genius commoner

Chapter 519 Funeral of the Gambling King
It was another rainy morning, and the final journey of He Duwang kicked off.

At five o'clock in the morning, mourning and music echoed over Panlong.

Today, the He family will grandly hold the funeral of He Gambling King at the funeral home. Many celebrities and dignitaries appeared in the funeral home early in their costumes. Many people also spontaneously filled the funeral home and the streets that must pass through. Paper money was flying all over the city. You can see fluttering white snow everywhere in the sky, and with the rain, the ground turns into pulp.

Although there is a huge gap between He Gambling King and ordinary people, there are still many people who are grateful to the He family for making their lives superior. Panlong's per capita income ranks fourth in the world, and the He family accounts for [-]% of Panlong's tax revenue. It is said that the rise and fall of the He family is tied to the lives of the people, so when Mr. He passed away, many people sincerely wanted to give him a ride.

The influx of dignitaries and the forces of the He family made the whole Beaulieu nervous about the funeral, and even the attractiveness of the casino decreased. The government simply and neatly gave all the citizens a holiday, allowing them to go to the funeral home in an orderly and peaceful manner to see Lao He off for the last time.

Of course, no one is allowed to make trouble.

The largest funeral home in Panlong was taken over by the He family. A mourning hall that can accommodate 3000 people was built in the largest open space in the garden. Wreaths were placed around the mourning hall. Countless wreaths were next to each other. Strong sadness, against the backdrop of colorful wreaths, the tear-jerking atmosphere in the mourning hall is even more intense.

Before six o'clock, 100 elite members of the He family guarded the entire funeral home to prevent any accidents from happening. There were more than [-] people divided into left and right rows, standing on both sides of the mourning hall with their hands down, with a little sadness in their solemn expressions, black and white Clothes and black shirts, no one spoke, and they all lowered their heads slightly to mourn the death of King He Du.

The streets and parking lots adjacent to the funeral parlor are full of cars, all of which are top-tier brands of luxury cars. A little further away, there are civilian helicopters with flying permits in the open space or playground, which shows the strong popularity of He Gambling King today. It is conservatively estimated. At noon, people will flow to the peak, and many influential people from the southeast of Yanzhou have arrived at the scene.

The funeral also received a lot of attention from the police. Three hundred police officers were deployed near the funeral home, as if to make it clear that nothing would happen.

The media arrived at the gate, live broadcasting today's funeral.

"Young Master Ye, it's almost time."

At seven o'clock, in Shen's Garden, Ye Zixuan woke up in the morning drinking milk, eating bread, and eating breakfast very carefully. Shen Wanqian, who was sitting across from him, was watching the live TV broadcast while throwing a sentence to Ye Zixuan with a smile. : "You can be regarded as half of the principal of the He family. Although you don't need to kneel in the mourning hall to receive distinguished guests, you are required to go over and preside over the overall situation."

Shen Wanqian originally wanted to stay at home for a few more days, but he had to attend the funeral of the King of Gamblers, so he came to Panlong in advance to send the King of Gamblers with Ye Zixuan. Hearing what happened to Ye Zixuan these days, Shen Wanqian Qian could only give a thumbs up in admiration, the Panlong that he and Song Jincheng had tried so hard to take down was snatched by Ye Zixuan.

Of course, he wasn't jealous, just happy, because Ye Zixuan was his brother, and because Ye Zixuan was fighting with his life, so he didn't forget to remind Ye Zixuan: "Even if you don't have anything to ask, you should stand on the sidelines." He's camp, please say something to the distinguished guests, your sudden presence will arouse their curiosity."

"I will also inquire about your deeds. This is a good opportunity to become famous."

Ye Zixuan glanced at the TV, just as he saw groups of guests appearing in the funeral parlor, he rubbed his head and smiled wryly: "I'm going to preside over the overall situation, although asking about it can stabilize my position and let more people know about my existence, But it will also rob He Feicui and He Changqing of the limelight, today the He family is the protagonist, I'd better keep a low profile."

"Besides, let's say there are three thousand guests today. I went there too early to be courteous to them. I guess I can even say my voice is hoarse."

Shen Wanqian shook his head helplessly, picked up a glass of boiling milk and drank it: "You, you, should I say that you are too lazy, or that you are too concerned about other people's feelings?"

Ye Zixuan leaned lazily on the chair, and said in a gentle voice: "Actually, the most important thing I want is to be quiet. The victory came too easily, which made me feel a little swollen. I want to calm myself down and see what the funeral has to offer. There is no danger, just look at the development of the future situation, I don't want extreme joy to turn into sorrow, let alone capsize in the gutter."

Shen Wanqian let go of a smile: "This is a fact. The calmer the sea, the easier it is for dark waves to surge underneath. This time you won the He Shao Group and the support of Chief Executive Shen, which made the Song family's careful planning almost impossible. If you fail, it is hard to guarantee that the Song family will have resentment towards you, and once they retaliate against you, you may be in a very difficult situation in the future."

Shen Wanqian revealed some information to Ye Zixuan: "Now the Song family is getting stronger and stronger. Not only has it stabilized its camp and territory, but it also has spare power to make troubles in the south. It can be seen that they are not reconciled to the status quo. I heard that the commander-in-chief It’s also a headache, many things that need to be done to stabilize the political performance, but they are all voted out by Lao Song.”

"Hearing what you said, the Song family is quite ambitious."

The corner of Ye Zixuan's mouth curled up into a smile, he pinched a piece of bread into his mouth with his fingers, and then said softly: "Since its goal is the world, it won't be too fussy with me, after all, affairs in the world are not in the eyes of the temple, If you don't move me, you will lose a small profit at most, if you move me, you will provoke the Ye family if you are not careful, it is not worth it."

He looked at Shen Wanqian peacefully: "Although I don't have official authority, the blood of the Ye family is always flowing on my body, and I don't rob the resources of the Ye family. If anything happens, they will definitely solve it for me. Song Xujiang Zhou Although he covers the sky with one hand and has the legal right to kill and vote, he is still full of troubles when confronting the Ye family."

Shen Wanqian pondered for a while, thinking of Ye Wufeng, one of the two remaining marshals, and smiled with worry on his face: "Although the Ye family doesn't like forming cliques, old Ye kept giving up positions in the army in the past, but As long as Ye Lao has a sigh of relief, Mrs. Song will weigh Ye Lao's wrath if he thinks of your life, but you still can't be optimistic."

"There are many ways to get revenge, not necessarily a conspiracy."

His words were meaningful: "The relationship between the Zhang family and the Song family has deepened a lot. Now almost the second generation of the Zhang family is in the Song family camp. Although Mr. Zhang doesn't like forming cliques, he and Ye As usual, they will not interfere too much with their children, if Song Jincheng and Zhang Zuimo's marriage is successfully completed, then the Song family will be invincible in Longshuo."

When Ye Zixuan heard Zhang Zuimo froze slightly, Shen Wanqian sighed and added: "The Zhang family still had disagreements over the team, and I also tried my best to expand their internal disputes, so as not to let them all join the Song camp. , but Song Boren made the Zhang family owe a big favor, and the Zhang family's nephews went to the imperial city to play and were attacked."

Ye Zixuan narrowed his eyes: "Assault?"

Shen Wanqian nodded solemnly: "That's right, the attack was not just an ordinary attack, it was a terrorist attack organized by Shishan. The Zhang family's nephews and female companions who went hunting deep into the imperial city were almost set on fire by them." Dumplings, fortunately, Song Boren rushed to them after receiving the information, and used armed helicopters to annihilate the enemy, only to save 20 people."

When Ye Zixuan listened, he described the scene in detail: "In order to rescue Zhang's nephews in time, Song Boren rushed into the sea of ​​fire without waiting for reinforcements to arrive, and snatched several important nephews out, although Song Boren was not injured. , but his feat won the hearts of the Zhang family's nephews, and also made their parents grateful to the Song family."

Shen Wanqian drank the milk in the glass in one gulp: "What you can't imagine is that Song Boren not only did not claim to be a hero, but instead took the initiative to suspend his job for investigation. , not to mention that they did not find any signs of misconduct against the Zhang family's nephews, which threatened people's lives."

Ye Zixuan smiled lightly: "He is really a good official."

Shen Wanqian laughed and put down his glass when he heard Ye Zixuan's emphasis on the official word: "Yes, in our opinion, he is hypocritical, but members of the Zhang family don't think so. , and have a clear attitude towards the Song family's camp, I have to admit that the Song family's luck is extremely good."

"Things that were not completed in five or six years of hard work were finally facilitated by the Shishan organization."

Ye Zixuan smiled: "Should I say that you are almost unlucky?"

Shen Wanqian nodded helplessly, "There is a gossip that Song Boren actually knew about the Shishan organization's plan a day in advance, but he didn't take the initiative to crush the latter's conspiracy, but let it develop and operate quietly, until Zhang's nephew had an accident. Come back to be the savior, which can also explain why he can step on the moment of crisis."

"Because the whole situation is under his control."

Shen Wanqian spread his hands and said with a smile: "It's a pity that I don't have evidence. Without evidence, I can't testify indiscriminately. I can only praise the other party for doing a good job. So don't underestimate Song Boren. He looks like a fat guy. There are a lot of scheming hidden in it, and you must be more careful when dealing with this kind of old fritters in the future."

Ye Zixuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "He is indeed a character. After being slapped in the face by me that night, I thought he would walk away, but instead of being angry, he changed his attitude and wanted to make friends with me. I felt this at the time. The guy is not simple, but I didn't expect there to be a feat of saving lives, don't worry, I will deal with it carefully in the future."

"It's okay, there are changes in the Zhang family's team, but you broke their deployment in Panlong, and you are my good brother, which means I ruined their good deeds haha."

Shen Wanqian responded optimistically: "There are losses and gains." Then he stretched out his hand and said, "Let's go, see Lao He for the last ride, and thank him for the benefits he left for us."

Ye Zixuan took out a tissue and wiped his mouth with a smile: "Let's go!"

At eight o'clock, a train team slowly stopped at the location that He's family had planned long ago. The door opened, and Ye Zixuan and Shen Wanqian in black got out. As soon as they stood still, Ye Zixuan saw the dark crowd holding umbrellas at a glance. , all the members of the He family silently greeted him, and at the front were He Feicui and He Changqing who had been notified and came out to wear mourning.

As the master, he was supposed to receive guests in the hall and come out the gate to show others that Ye Zixuan was the only respected person in the He family.

Ye Zixuan knew how to hold back the limelight, and He Feicui also knew how to distinguish between primary and secondary. A trace of helplessness flashed across Ye Zixuan's face, but he didn't say much.

He Feicui and He Changqing shouted: "Young Master Ye! Young Master Shen."

"Young Master Ye! Young Master Shen!"

Seeing Ye Zixuan's appearance, nearly a hundred people echoed in unison. These are the nephews of the He family and the backbone of the group that He Feicui could gather. They obviously knew Ye Zixuan's control over the He Group, so they shouted respectfully. There are more than 30 He family nephews. The He family used to be strong and strong, but now there are only three children left.

A desolate atmosphere infected him instantly, and then regained a touch of clarity and said:
"Thank you for your hard work today... Let's send He Gambling King one last journey together."

Nearly a hundred people bent down at the same time and shouted loudly: "Yes! Young Master Ye"

He Changfeng's influence was gone.

Ye Zixuan nodded slightly towards the crowd, and then led He Feicui and He Changqing into the funeral parlor, the tear-jerking mourning echoed in the air, the He family's nephews who were crowded outside the mourning hall did not make a single noise, and the depressed Ye Zixuan walked slowly, Looking up at the dark crowd, he secretly sighed that this funeral was worthy of Lao He.

Shen Wanqian smiled and was half a beat behind.

"Young Master Ye! Miss He! Young Master He!"

When Ye Zixuan and the others appeared, hundreds of He family elites in the mourning hall shouted in unison. The high-pitched voice pierced the sky and spread far away. The shocking momentum displayed by the He family elites made many people feel awe , It also surprised many people who came to watch the ceremony. They were all wondering how this Young Master Ye could be so awesome in the name row?

"Everyone, today is Mr. He's last journey. You should do your part and let him leave smoothly, which is the best consolation for him."

Ye Zixuan glanced at the elites of the He family occupying the surrounding area: "Please everyone!"

Hundreds of people responded in unison again: "Yes! Young Master Ye!"

They straightened their backs together, their burning eyes focused on Ye Zixuan's face.

Ye Zixuan didn't say anything more, and led He Feicui and He Changqing into the mourning hall slowly, seeing him surrounded by He family siblings and others, he, the leader of the He family, quickly attracted the attention of many people, who came to mourn The black and white representatives of He Gambling King all looked at Ye Zixuan carefully, and the king's aura displayed by Ye Zixuan made them heartbroken.

Many people stood up and tentatively greeted them enthusiastically. Ye Zixuan nodded to everyone, then walked into the mourning hall to offer incense.

In the middle of the mourning hall hangs the photo of He Duwang, under which is the coffin of He Duwang, the exquisite coffin is surrounded by 49 chrysanthemums, [-] monks wearing yellow cloth monk clothes put their hands together, chanting words, Ye Zixuan understands this It is the so-called salvation of dead souls. What is the use of reciting sutras [-] times when people who sigh secretly no longer exist?
The countless wreaths around the mourning hall, the black and white curtains, the scent of wood, and the tear-jerking mourning echoed in the mourning hall. The portrait of the King of Gambling: "Old He, go all the way well, and the promise I made to you will definitely be fulfilled."

Afterwards, Ye Zixuan slowly bowed his head, He Feicui and He Changqing also bowed their heads, with tears in their eyes.

At this moment, a hesitant voice drifted in from the entrance of the mourning hall:
"He,, He Changfeng,, here."

The audience fell silent for an instant!
(End of this chapter)