On the outskirts of Longcheng, in Ning Qingfeng's private estate.

The solemn atmosphere had already begun to spread in the room where Ning Qingfeng had set up a banquet in the manor from the moment Ning Jianyang was killed.

Ning Qingfeng looked at Ning Jianyang, who was in a different place, a pair of godless eyes were still wide, no matter which direction Ning Qingfeng went, he seemed to be staring at him tightly.

"Don't you see if you're dead?"

Ning Qingfeng sneered, he was not afraid, walked forward quickly, pressed his hands on Ning Jianyang's head, and gently blindfolded his eyes.

"Big brother, don't blame me for being too ruthless, regardless of the feelings of brotherhood, you must know that the Ning family has been in Longcheng for more than 100 years, and Mu Xiu will destroy it in the forest wind, with your ability, I really doubt the future of the Ning family under your leadership after my father's death. ”

Ning Qingfeng sighed, bowed slowly to Ning Jianyang's head, and said in a deep voice: "Big brother, you can go on the road with peace of mind, Ning Fan, the murderer who killed you, I will definitely personally catch him in front of my father!"

"Ning Gongzi made a good show. ”

Luo Shu, who played the role of executioner on the side, watched Ning Qingfeng bow and bow to Ning Jianyang's head, which was already in a different place, with a strange expression on his face.

"Hehe, what do you know, I'm thinking about the future of the Ning family. ”

Ning Qingfeng glanced at Luo Shu behind him, his face was serious, and he said coldly: "Being in a high position, if you don't advance, you will retreat, do you think there is no opponent of the Ning family in Dragon City, it's just that our Ning family's momentum is too strong, and those families have been suppressed." ”

"If the eldest brother is allowed to ascend to the position of the head of the family, the Ning family will inevitably decline under his leadership, and at that time, the decline of the Ning family will be inevitable. ”

A hint of coldness flashed in Ning Qingfeng's eyes, and he said coldly: "And a strong man who falls from a high position, instead of being respected, will suffer endless revenge. ”

"Even if my father knew what I was doing today, he would have understood what I was doing. ”

Ning Qingfeng waved his hand, his face showed irritability, and said, "Put up the eldest brother's head, I'm going to meet my father." ”

"Yes. ”

Luo Kill replied in a deep voice.

Although he did not pay a servant salute to Ning Qingfeng, he who had already sworn allegiance to Ning Qingfeng was undoubtedly Ning Qingfeng's most powerful right-hand man at this time.

Luo Shu walked to the inner room, and after a while, he took out a beautifully decorated sandalwood box, sprinkled it with fine incense ash, put Ning Jianyang's head in it, and closed the box.

"Ning Gongzi said before, although Ning Fan is from a humble background, he is very popular with your father, do you really believe that this trick can bring him down?"

Seeing that Ning Jianyang was about to go out, Luo Shu asked with some concern.

"Hehe, brothers are in trouble, brothers and sisters, this kind of big crime is not a word of liking that can solve the problem. ”

Ning Qingfeng held the sandalwood box containing Ning Jianyang's head in both hands, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said word by word: "No matter what my father thinks in his heart, as long as everyone in the Ning family knows that the eldest brother was killed by Ning Fan, it is impossible for him to be the head of the Ning family again in this life." ”

"And this ...... That's exactly what I want to see. ”

The corners of Ning Qingfeng's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he said slowly: "The future head of the Ning family can only be me Ning Qingfeng!"

"What should I do with the body of the eldest prince?"

Facing Ning Qingfeng's bold words, Luo Shu was silent for a moment and asked in a low voice.

"Chop it up and throw it out to feed the dogs, and burn all the clothes. ”

Ning Qingfeng's voice without a trace of emotion sounded in the room.

After a pause, Ning Qingfeng continued: "This manor, after everything is done, burn it down and don't leave any traces. ”

"Yes. ”

Luo Kill replied in a deep voice.

"It's a pity. ”

Ning Qingfeng shook his head to himself, and at the moment when he was about to walk out of the door, he turned around and reminded: "By the way, you know the servant who knows that the eldest prince is here for a banquet tonight, you know what to do." ”

Listening to Ning Qingfeng's indifferent voice, Luo Shu's heart tightened, he nodded again and again, made a gesture of cutting off his head, and said sharply: "I understand!"

......

The old house of the Ning family in Longcheng.

The quiet water pavilion, the small bridge and flowing water, the gallery folds back, and covers a huge area.

In the center of Longcheng, there is such an antique and historical old mansion, which can imagine the status of the Ning family in Longcheng.

In fact, if it weren't for the Ning family's clever purchase of all the land on the periphery of the old mansion, and the establishment of high-rise buildings that strictly prohibit ordinary people from entering, perhaps even the Ning family would not be qualified to have such a palace-like luxury homestead in a modern city.

Holding the sandalwood box in his hand, Ning Qingfeng walked quickly, with a sad expression of anger on his face.

All the way under the salute of the servant, Ning Qingfeng went directly to the meditation hall of the old mansion.

Since Ning Qiankun grew older, gradually delegated power, and no longer took care of the affairs of the clan, the place he spent most often in was Jingsi Hall.

Ning Qingfeng had naturally inquired about the situation before coming today, and knew that his father was meditating in the meditation hall at this time.

Standing outside the meditation hall, Ning Qingfeng was holding a sandalwood box, his figure was meticulous, and he did not show any impatience because he had stood for a long time.

"Second young master, master, please come in. ”

Two hours later, just when Ning Qingfeng's legs and feet were gradually sore, and his mouth was dry, the old slave who had been with Ning Qiankun for many years walked out of the gate of Jingsi Hall and whispered in his ear.

"Thank you, Steward Zhang, for the reminder. ”

Ning Qingfeng didn't dare to be careless at all, and made a junior salute to Steward Zhang.

Although Steward Zhang is only a slave in the old mansion, he has served his father for more than fifty years and is in charge of the affairs of the inner mansion, and his power in his hands is not weaker than Ning Jianyang and Ning Qingfeng.

And the most important thing is that Steward Zhang stays with Ning Qiankun every day, and his words have a great influence on Ning Qiankun.

So before he really took power, although Ning Qingfeng didn't think much of this low-born old slave in his heart, he could only pinch his nose and pretend to be respectful at this time.

Steward Zhang smiled slightly, calmly accepted Ning Qingfeng's salute, and after introducing Ning Qingfeng into the meditation hall, he bowed and retreated.

In the meditation hall, several futons were randomly pounced on the spotless brick surface, and Ning Qiankun, the head of the Ning family, sat cross-legged on one of the futons.

Ning Qiankun's body was facing away from Ning Qingfeng, although his back was straight, but from his gray hair, he knew that the head of the family, who had created a world for the Ning family, had finally come to the end of his years.

"Father! Something is wrong!"

Ning Qingfeng brewed his emotions, walked behind Ning Qiankun in a few steps, fell to the ground with a puff, and cried loudly.

(End of chapter)