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Wang Changsheng nodded and said, "Qingyuan, don't worry! As long as Qiu Zheng doesn't violate the rules of the clan, cultivate hard, and contribute to the family, he can build a foundation."

Wang Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief. With the assurances of Wang Changsheng and Wang Qingkai, the big stone in his heart was put down.

"Ninth Uncle, go and see Ping An! He is a mortal person. Even if he takes Yangyuan Dan, he won't be able to last for long. Before he dies, he definitely wants to see you and Ninth Aunt."

Wang Changsheng sighed and ordered Wang Qingkai, "Take care of Qingyuan, I'll be back when I go."

"Wait, Ninth Uncle, there is something I need to tell you."

Wang Qingkai stopped Wang Changsheng with an embarrassed look on his face.

"What's the matter, tell me quickly."

"Qiu Yin embezzled 3,000 spiritual stones from the family's property, and the clansmen who were in close contact with him were infected with the ethos of corruption, and the influence was bad. I sent people to arrest him, behead him, and show the public. Tian Jue bullied men and women and affected the reputation of this clan, I have already sent someone to arrest him and put him under arrest for a period of time."

"Qiu Yin? Tian Jue? Who are they?"

Wang Changsheng was stunned for a moment, completely confused.

"Qiu Yin is the grand-nephew of Mingren's uncle, and Tian Jue is your great-grandson. He has molested the female monks of the small family many times, and his wives and concubines are in groups, which affects the reputation of the family."

A strange look flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes. He didn't expect that Wang Qingkai was so decisive in his actions that the owner of the family asked him to be right.

"You have done a very good job, but Tian Jue can't handle this matter. If the crime he committed is true, he will be imprisoned for life. Don't let him out. In addition, you can send people to investigate more. Who dares to do something that will harm the family? The matter of interests and family reputation, no matter who it is, even my son and daughter, will be severely punished, and will never be forgiven lightly."

The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. The family has just shown signs of prosperity, and there are a few mouse droppings. Wang Changsheng must take the lead.

Hearing this, Wang Qingkai breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was not worried about dealing with Wang Mingren's grand-nephew. After all, Wang Mingren had not yet formed a pill, and Wang Mingren had too many brothers and sisters, so he might not know about Wang Qiuyin's grand-nephew. Wang Changsheng did not have many children and grandchildren, and he was the highest immortal cultivator in the family. Wang Qingkai did not dare to go too far.

With Wang Changsheng's words, Wang Qingkai can let go of his hands and feet.

In the secular world, a certain magnificent courtyard, a certain exquisite pavilion.

Wang Ping'an was lying on the bed with a wrinkled face, and a group of children and grandchildren stood in the house with different expressions.

Wang Ping'an is the richest rich man in the secular world. He has a large number of wives and concubines, and many children and grandchildren. They all want to share more property.

"Taylor, is no one here yet?"

Wang Ping'an asked, exhausted.

"Father, no, the main family didn't send anyone here."

A middle-aged man replied, the main family he said was Qinglian Villa, and everyone present knew that Wang Ping'an was from the main family.

Wang Ping'an's expression darkened, and he muttered to himself, "Is it still not here? Is it my life?"

"It's not your life, it's that Xianfan is different, and Dad doesn't want it." A man's voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue light flew in and landed in front of Chen Ping'an's bed. It was Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng glanced at Wang Ping'an lying on the bed and everyone in the room, and sighed.

Seeing Wang Changsheng, Chen Ping'an's expression was extremely excited, struggling to sit up.

Wang Changsheng stopped him and instructed the middle-aged man, "You all go down! No one is allowed to approach here."

"All go down, you all go down."

Wang Ping'an waved his hand and commanded.

After hearing this, the others left one after another, leaving Wang Changsheng and Wang Ping'an in the house.

Wang Ping'an burst into tears, his expression was very excited, and he choked: "Unfilial son Wang Ping'an greets father, the child has not been filial in front of the bed these years, the child is not filial."

Wang Changsheng lightly patted Wang Ping'an on the shoulder, and said pleasantly, "You are not unfilial. Your filial piety is known to both your father and mother. Your mother is in seclusion and training and can't come here. Don't blame her."

This son had no spiritual roots and was sent to the world at the age of five. He never returned to Qinglian Villa, and he never met Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

Wang Ping'an and Wang Ruyan have always been thinking about Wang Ping'an, but Xianfan is different. They did not take Wang Ping'an by their side and should lead by example.

Mortals multiply too fast,

Wang Ping'an cried a lot. Years of grievances were all poured out. He thought that his parents had forgotten him, but he didn't expect that Wang Changsheng would still be able to visit him before his death.

"Baby doesn't have a strange mother. When he gets married and has children, his mother sends people to give gifts. The baby always remembers the goodness of his mother. Dad, is Tianqi okay?"

Wang Ping'an wiped his tears and asked with a smile.

In his lifetime, he gave birth to forty-five sons and twenty-six daughters. His grandsons and grandsons exceeded one hundred, his great-grandchildren were hundreds, and his great-grandchildren were over a thousand. With such a large base, only Wang Tianqi had spiritual roots.

"She is very good. She has already established the foundation. Do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Dad will help you fulfill it."

Wang Ping'an hesitated for a moment, then said expectantly, "Father, after the baby dies, cremate my body and scatter the ashes in Qinglian Villa, okay? I really want to go back to Qinglian Villa."

At the end of the day, his eyes were red, and his tears flowed out. After so many years, he still wanted to go back to Qinglian Villa. Qinglian Villa has his parents, brothers and sisters. He does not worry about food and clothing in the secular world. Respected him and protected him, but he always felt that he was an outsider~www.readwn.com~ In his eyes, Qinglian Villa was his home.

If you can't go back before you are alive, you can go back after you die.

Wang Changsheng sighed lightly, nodded and said, "Okay, Dad promises you that you will definitely scatter your ashes in Qinglian Villa."

Hearing this, Wang Ping'an had a gratified smile on his face. He followed the open window, looking at the slowly falling sunset, and muttered to himself, "Father, if there is an afterlife, the child hopes to be born in Qinglian Villa, With spiritual roots, staying by your side, it would be great for us to eat together as a family, practice together, and chat together."

"Yes, definitely."

Wang Changsheng comforted, his eyes were a little red.

He has mixed feelings now, and he could hear that Wang Ping'an wanted to cultivate immortals very much, and he wanted to live with his parents, brothers and sisters, but he had no spiritual roots, and he had no hope in this life, so he could only pin his hopes on the next life.

Wang Ping'an looked at the slowly setting sunset, and there was a flower in front of him. Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingzhi, and Wang Qingyang appeared in the sunset, and they were waving to Wang Ping'an.

"Peace, come to my mother, there is delicious food here."

"Brother, let me teach you how to make puppet beasts! Puppet beasts are so much fun."

"Third brother, let's go and play in the spiritual field with my brother, and my brother will take you to catch the shrimp."

Wang Ping'an raised his palm, used his last strength, grabbed it towards the setting sun, and said, "I really want to go back to Qinglian Villa, I really want to go back."

After saying this, he felt a sense of drowsiness, his heavy eyelids slowly closed, and he lost his breath.

Wang Changsheng was very sad and couldn't help crying. He watched his son die in his arms and couldn't do anything. He was really sad.