"boom--"

After Rong Guang left, Rong Shengli sat alone in the study, lowered his head and finished drinking tea, then he got up and walked out of the study.

He was going to the four corner building to see Jia Mingzhu for the last time.

Rong Shengli's birthday is over. Jia Mingzhu not only has no good memories, but also has a lot of anger and dissatisfaction, so he decided to leave the Rong family early.

Tomorrow morning, Jia Mingzhu will leave Rong's house and go back to Eshanmen, thousands of miles away.

After leaving, it is very likely that we won't meet again, so Rong Shengli wanted to come over and meet.

When Rong Shengli walked into the dull and dim hall, he saw Jia Mingzhu sitting on the futon and mumbling, with her yellowed scripture in front of him.

Rong Shengli didn't bother, but straightened slightly, looking at the majestic Buddha statue in front of him, his eyes deep, and he didn't know what to think.

Perhaps thinking of his life of struggle, perhaps thinking of his lonely past, but no matter how many emotions, Rong Shengli did not show up on his face.

"You are poisoned and in poor health, why come to the Four Corner Tower?"

I don’t know how long it took, Jia Mingzhu suddenly stopped chanting, playing with the Buddhist beads in his hands and saying, “It’s easy to catch cold due to heavy wind and heavy rain.”

Although the words are caring, but the tone is not at all emotional, indicating that her concern for Rong Shengli is just a polite remark.

"It's just a little bit of toxin, it's you, but if you leave this time, it is very likely that you will never see each other for the rest of your life."

Rong Shengli coughed: "In any case, I should come to see you."

The corner of Jia Mingzhu's mouth evokes a joking: "What is the meaning of watching or not? In your heart, I have always been a tool of use."

Rong Shengli showed a trace of helplessness: "You really came to see you off, why do you always want to fight with me every time you see me."

"Because you lied to me, because you owe me!"

Jia Mingzhu's voice improved invisibly: "I used to be ignorant, and I was led by your nose. I have now realized that I won't let you deceive anymore."

Rong Shengli looked at Jia Mingzhu with a wry smile: "I'm over 60 years old and still so angry, are you afraid of the Buddha's blame?"

"How can the Buddha blame me? I am a great and good person in front of you."

Jia Mingzhu settled the account with Rong Shengli every word: "Because the Buddha has never seen him, you are such a person who has no bottom line by any means."

"Marrying me is just to save your life and to accept me, but to win Master Miaozhen is too secret."

She revealed a hint of joking: "The righteous awe to maintain my position in the palace, but you don't want the three ladies to appear."

"Marrying the three ladies is just greedy for their money."

"Once you squeeze what you want from them, not only will they die without a place to be buried, but even my palace will be driven to Eshan."

"You don't have any feelings for me, there is no need to pretend to send each other."

Jia Mingzhu looked at Rong Shengli with cold eyes: "In this world, the person you love the most has always been yourself, parents, wives, children, passing by in a hurry."

"Without my experience, you don't understand."

Rong Shengli did not eagerly argued, swayed around the Buddha statue, and then replied with a light sigh:

"I have suffered from stubborn illnesses since I was young, because I was so sick that I was not only bullied all day, but also in fear of life and death every day."

"Occasionally, when a cold wind or air conditioner drips on my head, I will shudder and think I am going to die."

"That despair that is dying at any time, you are not the client, you will never understand."

Rong Shengli let out a sigh of emotion: "It is also because of that experience that I love life very much, and I cherish myself very much."

"In my heart, no one in the world is more important than myself. If your wife is gone, you can marry again, and if your children are gone, you can have another life."

"If you die, then you will really die, there is really nothing left."

"So how can you say that I can't be selfish or dominate? How can a person who has died several times not cherish his life?"

Rong Shengli was open and honest with Jia Mingzhu: "I am not a good person, and I never advertise myself as a good person, I am just a person who wants to live."

He actually wants to talk to people about his story, but he also knows that in this impetuous society, no one wants to listen to others' past.

Jia Mingzhu sneered: "You don't just want to live, you also want to live prosperously."

"The Rong family was originally a family. I made it more brilliant. What's wrong with it?"

Rong Shengli still didn't change his face: "Also, although I have shamelessly, I still treat you all as chess pieces."

"But you ask yourself, the wealth and status you can enjoy now is not my shelter for you?"

"I took a lot of your things and gave them back ten times. You are not satisfied, and you still say that I am selfish. Isn't it too much?"

"Don't talk about honoring them, it's you Jia Mingzhu, without me, you have the honor of your Madam Rong? Today with you Eshanmen?"

"A few incense money from your mountain gate, accumulated throughout the year, can you afford the eight million Buddhist beads in your hand?"

"The dowry left by your master back then, can you buy a ten-kilometer land plot in Eshanmen?"

"You guys, just look at you who were taken away by me, but never count how much you took me away?"

Rong Shengli let out a sigh, then slowly stepped forward, habitually drawing out a few sticks of wood incense: "Go back and practice in retreat."

Jia Mingzhu sneered: "No matter how sensational and miserable you are, you still can't clear your evil deeds of treating your wives and daughters as chess pieces."

"If I can, I also want to be a gentleman."

Rong Shengli looked at Jia Mingzhu calmly: "He who is loyal to the country, is in harmony with his family, is supported by thousands of people, and has no blood in his hands."

Jia Mingzhu interrupted Rong Shengli's words: "No one wants you to be a gentleman, and you don't mind being a villain, but your villain did it to the extreme."

"And you only have benefits in your eyes. For benefits, you would rather watch your wife and daughter suffer and slap in the face than smash Ye Tianlong."

"In order to win Ye Tianlong and honor all their suffering, you can ignore it."

"You got what you wanted, but have you considered their mood?"

"Because of Ye Tianlong's strong background, outstanding skills, and the rich, you can treat him as a big-life crisis and please him like a dog."

Jia Mingzhu's voice was stern: "You secretly let Wang Gobi go to win him again tonight? You also brought the spring home, right?"

"That's your life-saving pill. It is the life-saving pill that Master and I have exhausted half of our lives. It is also the biggest dowry I gave you in exchange for half-life."

"You gave up your life for Ye Tianlong."

"The whole Rong family is not as important as your fate, and your fate is not as important as Ye Tianlong's happiness. It seems that you are going to treat Ye Tianlong as your successor."

Jia Mingzhu broke out the emotions accumulated for many years: "Rong Shengli, you are really inferior to a pig and a dog, you are so disappointing."

"The return of spring?"

Rong Shengli's tone was joking: "Jia Mingzhu, I thought you knew me, but I didn't expect that after decades, you still don't know me."

"Sad."

After speaking, Rong Shengli lit the incense, bowed three times to the Buddha, and then pierced the incense into the incense burner.

"call--"

It was just this insertion that the old mottled incense burner burst into thick smoke instantly, quickly and fiercely, and immediately sprayed Rong Shengli directly and enveloped him.

"call out!"

In the hazy smoke, the figure flickered, and a plum sword, like lightning, pierced the heart of Rong Shengli.

fast!

quasi!

ruthless!