Chapter 22 The Fu family’s conspiracy
In the ancestral hall, Yu Que watched his cousin Fu Yun intently, as if he had just met her.
The tribesmen all took a breath: "Good fellow! How did this girl get such a bad temper!"
"You are so young, yet so ruthless."
Even the clan leader Fu Jin was staring blankly at the film of this little girl Fu Yun.
"We are not one family, why don't we enter the same family?" The patriarch muttered secretly in his heart, "How come the younger the children of the Yu family, the more vicious they are."
The man's eyes glanced at Yu Que again, a few drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and there was a hint of regret in his heart.
Among the various noises in the ancestral hall, there were still two concerned exclamations, the loudest: "Yun'er! Yuan'er!"
Yu Que's uncle and aunt looked nervous. After being in a daze for a moment, they rushed toward their two daughters in a hurry.
The two of them were like a rooster and a hen, spreading their wings to cover their two daughters. They looked around nervously to prevent any tribesmen from jumping up and hurting the two daughters.
However, their actions were obviously overly worrying.
Not to mention the death of the little beast, the tribesmen at the scene not only did not feel sorry, but actually wanted to applaud. At this moment, Yu Que was also standing in the ancestral hall. The bloody aura all over his body was so strong that few members of the tribe dared to jump out and take risks.
Seeing that the tribesmen were just talking without any malice, the uncle and aunt's nervous expressions relaxed a lot. Only then did they have time to take a closer look at the body lying on the ground.
When she saw the little beast's dead purple face, my aunt's face was filled with fear.
She subconsciously wanted to cover her two daughters' eyes so that Fu Yun and Fu Yuan wouldn't see them. After stretching out her hand, she thought of something again, so she just grabbed Fu Yun's hand tightly and covered Xiao Fu Yuan's eyes.
But at this moment, the pale uncle next to him saw it, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and knocked his aunt's hand off Xiao Fu Yuan's eye.
I just heard my uncle say in a low voice: "Just look at it, maybe look at it a few more times."
A few steps away, Yu Que couldn't help but smile when he heard that his always honest uncle actually said this.
Yu Que followed the sound and looked over, and Fu Yun happened to look up and looked directly at him.
So he no longer stayed where he was, and walked over, stood with the three of them, and rubbed his sister Fu Yun's head.
He whispered: "You girl, you have helped the family a lot."
Hearing Yu Que's words of affirmation, Fu Yun's face turned red, and he smiled shyly and lowered his head.
Just overnight.
Major incidents of abduction and murder occurred within the Fu clan, and the two were related to each other. Even though the clan leader and others were present and dealt with the matter in a timely manner, the ancestral hall was still noisy all night long, and the Fu clan finally dispersed.
Among them, Yu Que killed Nafu Shiqi because the two had an old grudge. Moreover, according to the confession of Paihua Granny and the testimonies of some children in the clan, it was indeed Fu Qi's son who took little Fu Yuan out of the clan. Land, plotting something evil.
Therefore, Yu Que brazenly killed the other party on the pretext that his son had to pay his father's debt. Although the method was a bit confusing, after all, everyone in the other party was dead, and Yu Que was a well-known county school seed in the clan, so that was how things ended.
Fu Yun secretly sent away the little beast because the girl was indeed not old enough to be decapitated. In addition, the matter happened in a hurry and in full view of the public. Others were not even suspected of instigating it. It was purely a case of instigation. It's up to her to do it herself.
So after some discussion, the elders of the clan just ordered the uncle and aunt to strictly discipline him, suspend Fu Yun's studies, and let the child be raised at home to calm down his mood.
As for the external cause of the little beast's death, the family members used the excuse of death due to illness and ignored it. Because Fu Shiqi's widow nodded, no one from the Yamen would even come to deal with this matter.
In this way, Yu Que's family left the ancestral hall without missing anyone and returned to their home safely.
However, although the whole family was safe and sound, as soon as Yu Que returned home, his face turned pale, showing a look of great loss of energy and extreme exhaustion.
Moreover, his eyes changed and became quite gloomy, no longer the unruly and calm look in the ancestral hall.
His uncle and aunt noticed his expression, and they both knew how much pressure Yu Que had been under that night.
The aunt quickly took her two daughters and returned to the room to comfort them, while the uncle stayed behind to comfort Yu Que.
But facing Yu Que, whose blood had not dried yet, his uncle, who had always been kind to others, hesitated and didn't know what to say.
Finally, the uncle rubbed his hands and said carefully:
"You're very busy today, aren't you? It's really hard work. Do you want to change clothes first, and I'll boil water for you to take a bath?"
Yu Que was thinking about it when he suddenly came back to his senses and looked at his very reserved uncle in front of him, with a hint of astonishment in his eyes.
But he immediately understood the reason for his uncle's almost caring behavior.
He grinned and said unceremoniously: "Why are you tired? You are so hungry. How about Brother Yu Le go down a bowl of noodles and get something to eat?"
Upon hearing the words "Brother Yu Le", my uncle was stunned, and immediately laughed and cursed: "You stinky boy!"
But the uncle was obviously relieved and showed a relieved expression. He waved his hand towards Yu Que and drank:
"Then you guys should pull out your butt first, go back to your room and wait."
"Appropriate."
Yu Que lazily handed over to the other party, and then returned to his house as promised. The home is warm.
After eating a bowl of hot egg noodles and taking a hot bath, Yu Que lay down on the bed.
Although his mind was still very messy at the moment, his heart was no longer so heavy.
Yu Que only felt a wave of sleepiness coming over him. He was too lazy to pay any more attention to it, so he just fell asleep and went to sleep. As for other concerns, let’s wait until he wakes up.
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at the same time.
Within the Fu clan, deep inside the ancestral hall.
After the clan leader Fu Jin sent away one clan member after another, he frowned and did not return to his room. Instead, he turned around and walked into the underground palace of the ancestral hall.
As soon as you enter the underground palace, you will be greeted by bursts of cold air and the sound of ghosts whistling or murmuring.
Suddenly, an old voice came from a sarcophagus in the center of the underground palace:
"It's so noisy up here today, but it's just a trivial matter, but has it been done?"
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When the patriarch Fu Jin heard the sound, he quickly quickened his pace and walked to the sarcophagus in the center of the underground palace. He greeted him and said: "Dad, you are awake again."
It turned out that the person lying in this sarcophagus was the previous patriarch of the Fu clan.
But as far as Yu Que knew, the old clan leader had been seriously injured during the evil turmoil, half-dead, and became a living dead, unable to govern at all. After the clan members brought his body back, they seemed to have managed it. A funeral.
As a result, this person is not dead yet, and has been lying underground in the ancestral hall?
Facing his own father's questioning, the patriarch Fu Jin hesitated. He instantly changed from a middle-aged scholar to a schoolboy who failed in the exam.
A cold snort sounded in the underground palace, and the old patriarch in the sarcophagus scolded:
"You can't even handle such a small thing! Have you been living like a dog all these years, and you still want me to teach you step by step?"
Fu Jin, the majestic patriarch in front of outsiders, looked shy at this moment and had no intention of refuting: "What my father taught me is that Jin'er has always been your son."
The old patriarch in the sarcophagus continued to curse:
"Ling'er is your son. If you can't even help him get a place in the county school, then our Fu clan will be finished. They are a bunch of useless things!"
After being reprimanded for a long time, the patriarch Fu Jin finally couldn't hold it in any longer and whispered:
"Dad, although Ling'er is quite talented, you and I both know what the actual situation is. It's not like there are no other talents in the clan. How can we say that if he can't enter the county school, our family will be finished?"
After a pause, the patriarch Fu Jin added: "I think that boy Yu Que is quite good. Although this boy has a foreign surname, he is also a member of our Fu family. Wouldn't it be enough to change his surname?"
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After the old patriarch in the sarcophagus was silent for a few moments, he cursed again: "Idiot!"
He shouted sternly: "I'll explain it to you! I saw Ling'er with my own eyes when he was born. He had a vision when he was born. How could I lie to you?
You have to know that our family is just a straw man clan. Although more than ten generations of our ancestors have tried their best to marry some poor people, they have not been able to give birth to a spiritual bloodline. Ling'er is the biggest possibility!
You must remember that he must be admitted to the county school and open an ancestral temple. This is a family business and there must be no mistakes. If this doesn't happen, I won't rest in peace even if I die! ”
Hearing these words of reprimand, the expression of the patriarch Fu Jin changed, but he still cupped his hands and said in a low voice:
"Yes, what father said is absolutely true."
Seeing that his son agreed, the words in the sarcophagus softened a lot, and they no longer scolded blindly, but instead said with an old voice:
"At the end of the world, when the spirit of the world is declining, only by opening the ancestral temple can we practice cultivation and understand the difference between the grass-roots and the spiritual. But the power to open the temple is 90% controlled by the court. Alas, I am just stupid. There is no one in the clan now. It’s so hard for you to be able to save a fortune to open the ancestral temple. You have to help him take the exam.”
The old patriarch paused and said:
"As for you saying that the boy with the foreign surname is quite talented and is sure to pass the county school entrance examination? In that case, it's okay for him to delay for a year.
However, one should not be too cold-hearted towards these young people. Your plan today should have never exposed you? ”
Patriarch Fu Jin nodded: "No. Except for the little beast Fu Shiqi raised, the woman who took the flowers has never seen me. The little beast is also dead now, and there is no evidence of his death."
"Very good, very good. In this case, you should be kind to that foreigner... Since he killed the old woman who took the flowers, just give him the ghosts and gods that were kept in the old woman's body. Anyway, it's just a useless thing that can make him some money.
In this way, if the clan is doing justice to him and showing kindness to him, that's pretty much it. When he and Ling'er enter the county school together in the future, they will be able to help each other after they have cultivated well. ”
"Okay, what father said is absolutely true." The clan leader Fu Jin cupped his hands to show that he understood.
"Let's do it this way. Remember, we must ensure that Ling'er can pass the exam at the beginning of the new year and enter the county school to open a temple and establish a god! Retreat."
Seeing that his father's voice was tired and he had already seen off the guests, the patriarch Fu Jin turned around silently and walked out of the underground palace.
Wait until you are completely out of the underground palace and the stone door is properly closed.
The man's face showed surprise and anxiety just now: "What is father's condition? Why does he feel that his aura has become slightly stronger, and he has regained the aura of an eighth-grade ghost and god..."
According to Fu Jin's memories, his father must have been completely disabled and had only one breath left, so he had to fake his death and abdicate, and hastily passed on the position of patriarch to him.
But standing in the ancestral hall, Fu Jin looked at the densely packed tablets on the wall. He no longer thought about it and just sighed:
"That's all. No matter what, my father is still here, and he is still a part of the family heritage. Ling'er is also my son. I have no shame in working for my son."
After he finished speaking, he just left the ancestral hall that had always made him extremely stressed.
This person walked towards the location of the flower-patting lady, intending to save the tribesmen from having to report to the official to receive the reward. He had his own way of dealing with the flower-patting lady.
(End of chapter)