Chapter 295
Meanwhile, the Nie family.
Master Nie was reading the newspaper on the sofa when he heard the door slam and looked up.
At this look, he was surprised.
Nie Yi was wearing a black suit, his body like a jade tree, as straight as the wind.
“Hey?” Elder Nie pushed his presbyopic gla*ses, “Unfilial son, why are you back?”
Ever since Nie Yi had joined the One Word Team, he had also withdrawn from the Nie family.
Even for Elder Nie, he wouldn’t see him once in eight hundred years.
“Yun Shen his grandfather went.” Nie Yi frowned, having long since gotten used to the title, “I’m back to pack my things, I’m going to make a trip to Shanghai City.”
Master Fu had gotten better suddenly, and this departure was also sudden.
After nodding slightly, Nie Yi finished packing his things as quickly as possible and was about to push the door.
“Wait!” Elder Nie stood up with a serious expression, “I’ll go with you.”
Elder Nie had actually never come into contact with the Fu family, and he didn’t know Elder Fu either.
But because of Nie Yi, he knew Fu Yunshen.
Fu Yunshen and Nie Yi were brothers, and as Nie Yi’s grandfather, he couldn’t just sit back and do nothing.
Nie Yi’s footsteps beat, “Good.”
This time, Shanghai City was really in chaos.
**
The aftermath was done quickly, and the Fu family had plenty of hands.
By the afternoon, Master Fu had already been sent to the hearse.
The Fu family has a special hearse where the elders used to die and the juniors would hold a wake for five days.
The coffin had also been prepared more than three years ago, using fine pear wood.
Everyone in the Fu family had rushed back, except for a few families who had split out long ago, but basically there was nothing to feel.
“Brother, where is the will?” Master Fu San took a look at the huge coffin and quietly walked over to Fu Mingcheng, “Who did Dad give the Imperial Fragrance House to?”
In fact, that was all he asked, he only wanted more shares and real estate, the Imperial Fragrance Place would not have fallen into his lap no matter what.
Fu Mingcheng’s face however sank, he didn’t say anything, he just looked at the man kneeling in front of the coffin.
Master Fu followed his gaze and his expression changed: “Really give it to this kid?”
Take the Imperial Fragrance House, Fu Yunshen, is he worthy of it?
“Kneeling for six hours now.” Fu Yichen coldly snorted, “Grandpa is gone, for whom.”
Although it was said that there was a wake, but there were not as many rules as before, and there was no need to kneel.
But after Fu Yunshen sent Master Fu into the spirit hall, he was here, alive and kneeling until now.
Fu Yichan’s voice was cold: “Fu Yichen.”
Fu Yichen shrank his neck and immediately stopped talking.
He was not afraid of Fu Mingcheng, but what he feared most was his big brother.
Fu Yichan walked over and squatted down beside Fu Yunshen.
He pulled out an envelope from his arms and his lips moved before he spoke, “Yun Shen, grandpa …… grandpa he gave you a letter.”
This letter was found by Fu Mingcheng in a locked drawer, and as soon as he saw that it was for Fu Yunshen, Fu Mingcheng intended to tear it up, but was stopped by Fu Yikan.
Only when he heard this did Fu Yunshen raise his eyes.
The wind blew away his black lapels, but he didn’t seem to feel any cold, as if his body had gone completely numb.
His handsome face was pale as never before, and his eyes, which were always smiling and elegant, were as dead as a cold pool, without the slightest fluctuation.
The first time I saw him, he was shocked and chilled to the bone.
He had never seen this kind of emotion in Fu Yunshen before.
The impression was that this brother of his was always smiling, even when a knife was cut on him, he could still smile.
For a moment, Fu Yichan even felt that what stood before him was not a person, but a skeleton without a soul.
Fu Yunshen didn’t say anything, he knelt in front of the casket, his long fingers lifted up and slowly opened the letter.
Fu Yixian quickly got up and avoided it.
The letter was written specifically for Fu Yunshen, so I’m sure he didn’t want anyone else to see it.
Fu Yunshen bowed his head.
The handwriting of Master Fu was very straightforward and neat, just like his military style.
He read it very slowly.
Little Seven, by the time you read this letter, Grandpa will have already gone to find your grandmother and mother.
Don’t be sad, old age, sickness and death are common things in life.
Grandpa is very happy to have lived to this age.
Ten years ago, when all my old comrades went one by one, I was ready for this day.
In my life, I have travelled far and wide and killed many people. I have nothing to regret, but I am most relieved that I can’t leave you behind.
In fact, grandpa knows that you are very powerful, but grandpa is useless and can’t give you the best, you can walk from unarmed to today, it’s really good.
You have enough capital to protect yourself, and the Fu family is no match for you, but the Imperial Fragrance House was originally yours, so don’t refuse it.
You have knots in your heart and it is difficult to open your heart, but grandpa can see that you now have another spiritual pillar and grandpa is relieved.
Little Seven, you will always be Grandpa’s pride and Grandpa is proud of you.
For Grandpa, death is the beginning of another grand adventure, remember that Grandpa is always watching over you from heaven.
Written by Fu Yichang in his final words.
Written on 2020.11.2
Fu Yunshen read this letter for a full half hour.
He did not cry, not even his expression changed, still kneeling quietly in front of the casket, his eyes silent.
It was only after a long period of time that Fu Yunshen made a movement.
His eyelashes dropped and his lips tugged silently.
Of course he could hide this from many people.
But how could Master Fu, as the person closest to him, have concealed it?
Master Fu didn’t say anything, pretending to be confused, because Master Fu also knew that if these things came to light, the group from twenty years ago would come back for more.
Master Fu was worried that he wouldn’t be able to cope with that group of people, so he was protecting him to the best of his ability.
So by now, the only family he had in the world was gone.
There was nothing left.
Ying Ziji also half-crouched down, she had never known how to comfort people.
She just lifted her hand and put it on his shoulder.
Fu Yunshen’s shoulders moved and he tilted his head slightly: “Yoyo, I’m fine.”
After a pause, as if he was saying it to her or convincing himself, he repeated it again, and smiled, “I’m fine.”
But his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and his face was paler.
Ying Ziji was silent.
Master Fu had asked her not to tell Fu Yunshen, but he also didn’t want Fu Yunshen to watch him go.
It was too cruel to watch the person closest to you walk step by step towards death.
She got up again and walked out.
Master Fu had instructed her to let her watch Fu Yunshen eat, and this was not the way Master Fu wanted to see her.
Fu Mingcheng walked up and put up three incense sticks at the hearth, and after paying his respects, his eyes fell on Fu Yunshen once more.
Without much hesitation, he walked over and stood right in front of Elder Fu’s coffin, towering over him.
“Fu Yunshen, your grandfather is gone, and he also wrote his will long ago, leaving the Imperial Fragrance Place to you, but you yourself know clearly that you don’t have the ability to take over.”
“If you don’t want to let the Fu Group fall in your hands, transfer the Imperial Fragrance Place to me now, no matter what, I guarantee that you will be clothed and fed in the future, how about that?”
Fu Yunshen lifted his head, his light amber pupils were cold, cold and murderous: “Get out.”
He hadn’t touched Fu Mingcheng because Master Fu wanted his children and grandchildren to be in harmony.
He had obeyed Master Fu’s wishes.
But Elder Fu was no longer there now.
Fu Mingcheng’s heart throbbed at this gaze.
He was light-hearted.
Fu Yunshen was just a playboy, could he still have any real strength?
What kind of backstage could he have?
Since Elder Fu was no longer around, he didn’t need to maintain the facade of a doting father and filial son and just tear his face off.
“Exactly.” Fu Yichen laughed coldly, “How can you inherit the Imperial Fragrance House if you can’t do anything?”
Third Master Fu and several other siblings did not say anything, but they also meant the same thing.
The Imperial Fragrance House could be given to anyone, but not to Fu Yunshen.
“Dad, and you, Yichen.” Fu Yixian’s expression sank, “It’s all enough.”
Master Fu’s corpse was still cold, and it was right here on the table.
Even if Fu Yunshen wasn’t his own brother, was he so thin-skinned?
“Yijian, don’t make a mess.” Mrs. Fu pulled Yijian aside and shook her head, “Your father knows what’s going on in his heart.”
Fu Yijian’s expression was slightly strained, “Mom, you know that the Royal Fragrance House is ……”
“Yes, I know.” Mrs. Fu sighed, “But this person has already left, Yun Shen if he knew how to mix incense and perfume, it would be fine if the Royal Fragrance House was given to him.”
“But he didn’t inherit either of these two talents, and your father did it for the good of the Fu family.”
Fu Yichan could not bear it: “Stop it, get out.”
Fu Mingcheng, however, did not relent and was aggressive: “I’ve brought the papers, you just need to sign them.”
Fu Yunshen finally made a move, he slowly stood up.
Lifting his head, he smiled.
“As soon as the old man came, he saw such a big drama.” Also at this time, outside the door, a faint voice fell, “Fu Mingcheng, what a great show.”
Chapter 296
The voice came from far and near, startling Fu Mingcheng, who almost fell over.
He looked up sharply and saw an old man in a black Tang suit walking slowly and steadily with a windy pace.
Fu Mingcheng did not know Mu Heqing.
In his position, he could not even reach the Mu family.
After all, when the Fu family was placed in the imperial capital, it was only a family on the same level as the Su family.
It was too far away from the top circle of the Mu family.
But this did not stop Fu Mingcheng from guessing the identity of the old man in the Tang suit, and he immediately clenched the document in his hand and spoke tentatively, “Dare I ask, old sir you are ……”
Mu Heqing glanced at him and did not speak.
On the side, Mu Cheng stepped forward, coldly and indifferently, “The old man’s surname is Mu.”
Hearing this surname, the faces of all the Fu family members within the hearth changed.
The Mu family, Mu Heqing, was like a thunderbolt.
Such a character would come over from the imperial capital so quickly to condole with Master Fu.
The other three great families hadn’t even come yet.
Fu Mingcheng instantly broke out in a cold sweat: “So it is Elder Mu who has come to pay his respects, the Fu family is overwhelmed, I am really sorry to welcome you.”
“There is no need for you to welcome me.” Mu Heqing said indifferently, “Kneel for three days and three nights before talking nonsense.”
Fu Mingcheng was stunned, “Elder Mu, you ……”
Mu Heqing but ignored him and turned his head, “Mu Cheng.”
“Yes, Master.” Mu Cheng nodded and stepped forward, directly pressing on Fu Mingcheng’s shoulders, forcing him to kneel down towards Master Fu’s coffin.
Mu Cheng was not an ancient martial artist, but he was also a practitioner, so naturally he was no match for Fu Mingcheng.
“With a bang, Fu Mingcheng knelt on the ground, his eyes facing the black and white photo of Master Fu on the hearth, his heart thumping, a little afraid to look straight at it.
He gritted his teeth, “Elder Mu, what do you mean?”
Mu Heqing first offered three incense sticks before turning around, “I’m not used to seeing Yi Chang’s children and grandchildren being unfilial and still being so aggressive.”
One by one, his gaze swept over Fu Yicai, Madam Fu and the third master Fu, sharp as a knife.
Fu Yicai was truly delicious and lazy, how could he withstand such a gaze, his legs went limp and he collapsed on the ground.
“Yun Shen, stay still for now.” Mu Heqing slowly paced behind Fu Yunshen, one hand pressed on his shoulder, whispering, “Wait until your grandfather is completely settled down, otherwise it’s not good, I’ll move for you.”
It’s not even a day old yet, let alone the seventh day of his life.
The older generation also focused on the wake and funeral, which absolutely could not be ruined and disturb the deceased.
Mu Heqing even knew very well that what was most important to Fu Yunshen at the moment was to send Master Fu away in peace.
He would not let his hands get covered in blood again in front of Master Fu’s casket.
But after that –
Mu Heqing shook his head.
With Old Master Fu gone like this, who else would be able to suppress this brat?
He had curbed his sharpness and was willing to stay in Shanghai because the people closest to him were here.
Without saying anything, Fu Yunshen knelt down again and quietly looked at the coffin.
“Elder Mu.” Fu Mingcheng was being controlled by Mu Cheng and looked ugly, “This is a family matter of the Fu family, you are not qualified to interfere even if you were my father’s former superior, right?”
“Oh? How can this be called meddling?” Before Mu Heqing could say anything, another voice came from outside, “This is the elder teaching the junior, he Mu Heqing a Yuanxun, not to mention you, he can even point his nose at me and scold me, what, still not qualified for this?”
It was also an old man, also wearing black clothes.
Mu Heqing was surprised: “Yun Jian, why are you here too?”
The Nie family, could really have nothing to do with the Fu family.
“Condolences.” Elder Nie didn’t say anything and went up to offer incense, “Look at you teaching people a lesson.”
Mu Heqing: “……”
This time, no one in the hearth dared to speak, the atmosphere didn’t dare to come out.
Nie Yun Jian!
This name, although not as loud as Mu Heqing’s, would not be unknown since he was in the circle of gentry.
The two top families in the imperial capital had gathered together in Shanghai today.
Fu Mingcheng did not dare to speak up either, as he endured the humiliation and knelt there reluctantly.
As time pa*sed, more guests came to the hearse to offer their condolences.
The Zhong family had the most visitors, followed by the Jiang family. The Ying family only sent a company director there, after all, the Ying family had no relationship with the Fu family.
Zhong Manhua didn’t know Master Fu well, so naturally she wouldn’t go to the funeral hall to offer her condolences, but she did sigh: “You say people have many accidents when they are old, they just leave when they say they will, things are really unpredictable.”
Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips, “Mom, in fact, it’s good for our family if Master Fu leaves like this.”
“Beneficial?” Zhong Manhua was stunned, “How so?”
“Didn’t you say so? It’s because of Young Master Fu’s presence that my sister was able to leave home at will.” Ying Yuexuan analysed sensibly, “But now that Elder Fu is gone, Young Master Fu’s status has also fallen by the wayside.”
“He can hardly protect himself in the Fu family, so how can he have the strength to care for his sister?”
Zhong Manhua quickly responded, “Yes, in that case, your sister will have to come back home.”
Without Fu Yunshen to back her up, how could Ying Ziji still be so capricious?
“Five days later is the funeral.” Zhong Manhua thought about it, “When that time comes, I’ll go and fetch your sister back.”
Ying Yuexuan nodded, “Mom, I’ll go with you.”
**
The funeral was scheduled for the 9th of November.
This time there were a lot of people coming, the four great families were gathered.
Mu Heqing and Elder Nie had to leave after attending the funeral because they had business in the imperial capital.
After burying Master Fu in the mausoleum, Fu Mingcheng’s anger was finally completely relieved.
He turned around and after giving Fu Yunshen a cold look, he spoke, “It just so happens that all of you are here, so I will also make an announcement.”
Hearing these words, the guests who were about to disperse all froze and looked back, all a little puzzled.
Once Elder Fu left, the head of the Fu family naturally fell on Fu Mingcheng’s head.
Could it be that the Fu family was about to make some big move again?
Mu Heqing and Elder Nie had already left and no one was meddling in the Fu family’s affairs anymore.
Now, Fu Mingcheng finally said the phone call he had been holding in his heart for more than 20 years.
He only felt unrestrained, his mood had never been so relaxed before.
“Fu Yunshen is not born to me and my wife, he is not a member of the Fu family and is not qualified to inherit any of the Fu family’s properties.” Fu Mingcheng’s voice was cold, “Please bear witness for me, Fu Mingcheng, that I will now expel Fu Yunshen from the Fu family, and he will have nothing to do with the Fu family in the future!”
These powerful words were like a thunderstorm that exploded in the crowd.
The crowd was in an uproar.
Fu Yunshen was not Fu Mingcheng’s son!
Could he be someone’s illegitimate son?
A b*****d’s son had no status in a wealthy family.
“Dad, you’re crazy!” Fu Yikan was shocked, “How can Yun Shen not be our Fu family, he’s obviously-”
“You shut up!” Fu Mingcheng scolded, “If I say no, he’s not.”
Jiang Moyuan’s eyes darkened a little.
He had originally thought that Fu Yunshen was just one less person to rely on.
Now, it seemed that Fu Yunshen was not even a member of Fu’s family, so he was indeed not qualified to compete with him for anything.
He turned his eyes and fell on the girl in the distance, frowning slightly.
The funeral had only just ended and was not a suitable opportunity, but there was still plenty of time for that later.
Jiang Mo Yuan pursed his lips and turned to leave.
And Ying Ziyi, who heard these words, her eyes faintly stared as she raised her hand, grabbing Fu Yunshen’s shoulder: ‘You-”
“Yao Yao, it’s alright.” Fu Yunshen’s head was slightly sideways, he leaned down, still rubbing her head gently as usual, his lips slightly curved, “Leave me alone, just for a while.”
He would always be like that.
Even if it hurt or hurt, he would never show it.
It was never all graceful and would not show any wretchedness.
Ying Ziji let go of his hand and wrinkled her brow.
She also knew that he needed to be quiet now, so she stepped aside.
But Fu Mingcheng’s words made the guests look at Fu Yunshen in a different way, especially those who had once flattered him.
“I thought it was a real prince, but it turns out to be a fake civet cat.”
“Not being a member of the Fu family, how dare he still want to inherit the Fu family, he is really delusional.”
Ying Zidian’s hand clenched and his eyes gradually turned cold.
Nie Yi didn’t know when he was standing beside her.
He was still wearing the same black suit from the funeral, his expression stern as he slowly spoke up.
“Twenty years ago, a group of people came to the Fu family, with great force, and to this day, no one knows where they came from and what exactly they were after.”
Ying Ziyi listened.
Nie Yi continued, “Yun Shen’s grandmother, to protect him, died under the guns of that group.”
“Master Fu was also poisoned by those men, and he was sick for twenty years.”
“And he, who was only two years old at the time, was hidden in that attic of the Fu family, and watched his mother, again, being beaten to death alive by those men.”