Wealthy Chapter 710

Finally, when the caravan arrived at Anle Mountain, all the people at the front had already gotten out of the car, men, women and children alike, and were standing respectfully waiting for Jiang Ming.

They lined up on either side, incomparably solemn, and Jiang Ming passed through the two lines of people without looking away, with a deep sense of bemus*ment on his face.

“Ah Ming, your second uncle is closest to you, so go and offer incense.”

Jiang Ming’s father took a column of lit incense and handed it to Jiang Ming.

The most senior person in the family had to lead the incense offering, who else in the Jiang family dared to claim to be an elder in front of Jiang Ming now? Even his father had to look at his face!

Jiang Ming had never been in such a good mood, and his father’s words not only did not make him feel sorry for himself, but also made him feel happier.

He went forward alone, while the rest of the group stood a few dozen metres back and waited respectfully.

Looking at the words on the tombstone, Jiang Ming paid his respects and put the incense in. After standing for a while, he smiled and knelt down to give Jiang Yunqing a few kowtows.

The people behind him, however, looked dumbfounded, guessing that no one would dare to believe that Jiang Ming would kowtow to Jiang Yunqing.

“Second Uncle, I’ve come to see you. My father said you love me the most, and that’s true, but you also have to let me appreciate it, now it’s good, you’re inside, and you can’t take care of me redundantly, I’m outside, I’ll definitely give you all the platitudes that should be done for filial piety, the clan elders at home refused to give you a funeral, when I’ve settled other things later, I’ll definitely make it up to you.”

Fortunately, no one could hear Jiang Ming’s words, otherwise these people would have been so shocked that their teeth would have chattered.

Jiang Ming added, “When I first went up to the mountain, a child said that people should enjoy themselves at an older age and stop caring so much. I adored you when I was a child, you were the great hero of the Jiang family. You saved the Yin family and later the Ji family, and you were a great man who was admired by everyone. But do you know when I stopped idolising you? After I met Ji Yanran. You said that you are a person, everything is good, but too soft-hearted. Oh, Zhang Jun said you are not wrong at all, you are just hypocritical, have small righteousness but no big picture.

You said you saved the Yin family’s children and sent them to the Ji family, indeed saving a life, but have you thought about it, the power of the entire Jianghu, like a landslide, a tsunami, a tidal wave, where a family can resist? You have saved one life, but you have harmed the entire Ji family.

Second Uncle, you’ve regretted it all your life since then, I guess. I just wonder, did you ever think through the key in the Cliff of Contemplation on Qing Yun Mountain?”

After staring at the tombstone for a while longer, Jiang Ming poured the wine he had brought on the ground.

Then Jiang Ming smiled mockingly, “But you were still like that by the time you died, saving both Zhang Chao and me, so you could see that you still hadn’t figured it out. Then let me tell you, and I will show you what great goodness really is. The rivers and lakes in the southeast are already under my command, and Ningcheng is now just one step away from the door. Once we get rid of the Thousand Clans, the Cloud Cliff Sect and, most crucially, the Moon Family, then all of Jiangnan south of the Yangtze is under my control.

You must not be able to understand how I did it. Oh, if you were alive, you would definitely call me a villain. As the group’s business territory expands, I will then lay my own key pawns as the group’s funds penetrate everywhere. By the 15th day of the first month, the Thousand Sect, the Moon Family and the Cloud Cliff Faction will all be jade and stone. I will then be able to buy up shares in Kougyou and become its largest shareholder. This company is not very successful commercially, but Zheng Yun’s mother-in-law, Zhao Minhui, is a descendant of the Zhao family dart board in Silver City. She was well known in both black and white circles in Ningcheng. After buying into such a company, I will be able to more conveniently ……”

At this point, Jiang Ming stopped abruptly and gave another self-deprecating smile, “I didn’t realize it until I said it, but once I did, I realized that I had actually done the same thing as Zhang Jun. Why, obviously Zhang Jun and I are the same person, but this b*tch Ji Yanran likes him not me, second uncle, you can ask her for me down there.”

The wind blew in front of the grave and a gust of cloudy wind came over and surprisingly put out the incense that Jiang Ming had just lit.

Jiang Ming was stunned: “What, you don’t eat my incense? Haha, Second Uncle, it’s really your temper. There’s no need to be so angry, we’re still family anyways. Besides, dying at my hands is not an insult to you, right?”

This is strange, incense is very difficult to be blown out.

The Jiang family couldn’t help but whisper and discuss what was going on, while others said that it must be Jiang Yunqing’s unjust spirit coming back to seek revenge on Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming could hear it but didn’t pay much attention to it. He had always paid no attention to these people’s gossip, and anyway, under his absolute suppression, even if someone understood what was going on, no one could do anything to him.

Jiang Yunlang was embarrassed, after all, that was his own son! He was busy lighting another pillar of incense and sending it to Jiang Yunqing’s grave.

Jiang Ming took it and put it in for Jiang Yunqing again.

“Second Uncle, you have to eat my incense even if you don’t. If you don’t eat it, I’ll have someone buy enough incense to cover your grave and light it all together. Don’t you go against me, I’m the head of the Jiang family, you’re no match for me whether or not you’re dead.”

After he finished, he paid his respects to the tombstone, then just as he straightened up, suddenly Jiang Yunlang, who was standing next to him, violently broke Jiang Ming’s shoulder, his gaze was gloomy, without a hint of fluctuation or emotion, and at some point there was a dagger in his hand, and he violently plunged it in towards Jiang Ming’s throat.

Jiang Ming only had one hand and no kung fu, so he couldn’t dodge even if he wanted to.