"This ......" Yan Haolin stood beside Tai Shuyan, and when he heard the voice, he also subconsciously turned his head, and then he looked like a ghost. The handsome face seems to have frozen time, and the expression is fixed at an extremely strange and comical angle.

You can't blame him for reacting violently, it's really ...... It was so unexpected! He was still secretly thinking about how interesting the expressions of the elder and the father and son would be if Tai Shujing suddenly arrived!

He suddenly understood why scholars of ancient culture unanimously agreed that "Cao Cao" was the fastest man in the world, and it really made sense. Thinking of these messy things, Yin Haolin moved his malicious gaze to another place.

The white-haired and white-bearded elder was quite calm, and his ancient well-like eyes were calm and waveless, as if he hadn't heard the voice just now.

The expressions of Uncle Qingxu and his son were richer, but they did not have the expected ugly colors, but with a strong displeasure.

Yin Haolin's eyes flashed, and suddenly something interesting came to mind. Zhongsun Yuan is Tai Shujing, and there are not no people who know this truth, but it is very rare. The people who know and have seen Zhong Sunyuan are even rarer, is it possible that they don't know anyone?

Suddenly, a wave of happiness rose in his heart, and he secretly took a step back, showing a playful smile at Tai Shuyan.

Didn't the elder just say that Yan'er was not qualified to inherit Uncle Tai's family, in terms of bloodline, that wild boy Uncle Fan was more qualified? Hehe, now that the patriarch's daughter has come out, according to the bloodline, this is a slap in the face of Chiguoguo.

"This is the place where the patriarch rests, and if you are a guest, please pay attention to the basic etiquette. Although Uncle Tai's family is no longer as good as it used to be, not everyone can be noisy and provocative. The elder's gaze swept over Jiang Ruan, Jiang Lanyue, and Zhong Sun Yuan in turn.

Don't look at this elder who looks old, but his spirit is very strong, and his momentum is perfectly constricted.

Just standing there gives people a sense of abyss. The old man's face was covered with a long white beard, but his exposed skin was very fair, as immature as a baby, and with a healthy complexion, making it impossible to accurately judge the true age of the other party.

After Zhong Sun Yuan entered the mourning hall, he noticed the old man at first sight, and his gaze paused on him for a few seconds, and then he staggered his glance at the others. Looking at the slightly cold mourning hall, the corners of Zhong Sun Yuan's lips curled up with a mocking arc, "Oh?"

Many people who attended the funeral did not have time to arrive, and the huge mourning hall was so cold that it was not like words.

Although the two sides were separated by more than 100 meters, Tai Shuyan still recognized who the woman who spoke was, which was simply too easy to recognize! This face coupled with the mourning clothes worn by the other party, except for Zhong Sun Yuan, there was no second person in this world who met these two conditions.

At this time, Uncle Qingxu's father and son also noticed the difference in the mourning clothes worn by Zhong Sun Yuan, and their faces suddenly changed. Even if they didn't know who Zhong Sun Yuan was, they had a faint ominous premonition in their hearts, and they always felt that this guy was a big change!

Jiang Ruan retracted the curvature of the corners of his lips, as if he didn't notice the strange atmosphere at this moment, and raised his left hand on the armrest.

Jiang Lanyue comprehended, with a solemn expression, pushed the wheelchair forward, "The junior is here to see off His Excellency Uncle Tai for the last ride." ”

The housekeeper of the annex is very careful and careful, and the wreaths and couplets have been delivered in advance, which belongs to the earliest batch of all. Although he couldn't see it, Jiang Ruan's perception ability was very strong, and he could "see" clearly how many breathing sounds there were in the entire mourning hall and where they were.

It is precisely because of this that he and Zhongsun Yuan feel the same. Where is this a marshal's funeral, it is shabby and cold.

Ignoring the eyes of Uncle Qingxu's father and son, the Jiang Ruan brothers and sisters took two bouquets of flowers from the master of ceremonies presiding over the mourning hall, and then personally placed them in front of the coffin and bowed and saluted. After doing all this, the solemnity around him dissipated a little, and he turned his head to face Tai Shuyan.

"Your Excellency the Marshal died in battle for the Federation, this is an honor, and I also ask the young patriarch of the Taishu to mourn. If it was in private, Jiang Ruan would definitely not be so formal, at most he would shout a junior sister, "After all, the glory of the family will depend on the young patriarch in the future." ”

Tai Shuyan was stunned, and looked at Jiang Ruan with a strange look in his eyes, as if he knew this one for the first day.

Although she hadn't really had any contact with Jiang Ruan, she had heard a lot about him. Even because of the identities of the two of them, they are the next heirs of the family, so they are often compared by some elders, and she can't understand it if she doesn't want to.

Therefore, she was very sure that the title of "young patriarch" was absolutely deliberate!

Those who have a little knowledge, looking at the current posture, should also know that the title of "Young Patriarch" on her head has not been maintained for long. But this one still called her so in front of Uncle Qingxu's father and son, which made Uncle Tai Yan a little surprised.

However, she didn't mind blocking the disgusting father and son, so she thanked Jiang Ruan, not caring about Uncle Taifan's ugly face at all, "I think my mother is in the spirit of heaven, and I also hope to see the day when the family is prosperous." ”

From the beginning to the end, the elder did not speak, but looked like the old god was there.

However, just because he was calm doesn't mean that others don't care. Taishu Fan's cheeks twitched slightly, his eyes flashed with ferocity, and he said to Jiang Ruan, "Young Patriarch, after today, it won't be hers." ”

"The villain has the ambition, this is really ugly. Before Jiang Ruan could speak, Zhong Sun Yuan had already taken the bouquet from the master of ceremonies, placed it in front of the coffin, and then knelt on the main seat of the guardian, "To sprinkle, go out and find a pillar, don't disturb the peace of your mother." ”

Hearing Zhong Sun Yuan's title and seeing her movements, all the deaf and clear-eyed people changed their faces.

"Who allowed you to ......" Uncle Fan vaguely guessed something, and his heart was a little more impatient. Seeing that the position of the young patriarch was about to fall on his head, he suddenly killed Cheng Biting Jin, who was blocking the way, and no one could calm down, "What about the guards, who allowed her to come in?"

"Snort-" Tai Shuyan stepped aside, watching the young man's reaction, and sneered coldly, his expression contemptuous.

Uncle Qingxu raised his hand to hold his son, and his eyes were full of malice when he was squeezed by the fat and there was only a slit left. Compared with his son's reaction, he was calmer, "Yu Yao does have a daughter, but she has already died, where did you come up with the fake?"

He said "again", and that's because an imposter had already popped up before.

The news of Uncle Yuyao's death in battle had just arrived, and the entire family was in turmoil. finally stabilized, and of course what everyone is most concerned about is the ownership of the heir. As a justifiable young patriarch, it stands to reason that he should be the only heir.

But at this time, there was an accident, a few years ago the adopted Tilt Rou suddenly said that she was the real Uncle Jing, trying to fish in troubled waters, and later the news was confirmed to be false. Now that there is another Zhongsun Yuan, Uncle Qingxu will ask this.

"My name is Uncle Tai, and my biological mother is Uncle Yuyao. This news, the elders should know. With that, everyone looked at the elder.

Being watched by so many pairs of eyes, the elder's brows frowned slightly, and he asked coldly, "You want to come over and compete for the position of patriarch?"

This question has actually confirmed Zhongsun Yuan's identity from the side, which makes Uncle Qingxu's father and son very unwilling.

"Just now the elder said that the previous patriarch didn't leave a bloodline, when I die?" Zhong Sun Yuan stood up straight, raised his chin slightly, even though he was petite, but looked down at everyone, "If you want to talk about blood relatives, am I more qualified?"

The elder sneered in a low voice, looking at Zhong Sun Yuan's gaze with more disdain and sarcasm, "Are you the head of the family in the world? Who said that if you are the daughter of the patriarch, you must have the qualifications to inherit? It's just a wild girl who grew up outside, if you think that you can become the patriarch of the Taishu family, you are too naïve...... I admit that you are Uncle Jing, but you are not qualified to be the patriarch. ”

has no power, no scheming, the daughter of Uncle Yuyao, is really disappointing.

Zhongsun Yuan waited for this, she raised her hand and pointed directly at Uncle Tai Qingxu, "This person has been removed from the family and is not in the family tree, if you are not old and faint, you should know what it means to be removed! Uncle Tai's family has been so lonely that it needs to let a waste who has been removed from the list come to support the family? Not to mention the wild boy born to him and the woman outside, what qualifications does he have!"

The elder said that Zhongsun Yuan was a wild girl, so she replied with a wild boy, which was polite enough.

Removal of the name, this is Uncle Qingxu's sore feet. With her words, she belittled Uncle Qingxu and stepped on Uncle Fan at the same time.

"That's right. Zhongsun Yuan's eyelids raised, his eyes rolled slightly, and his acquaintance fell on Uncle Tai Qingxu and his son, "I heard the elder call this wild boy Taishu Fan just now, his father was removed from the family, and he was not allowed to use Uncle Tai's surname, so he was even more unworthy." ”

The elder looked at Zhong Sun Yuan's eyes a little more fiercely, and said coldly, "This is an internal matter of the family, and outsiders have no right to put their beaks in their mouths." If you want to talk about genealogy, it seems that Miss Taishujing is not in the genealogy, even if you are the daughter of His Excellency the Marshal...... Oh, compared with Uncle Fan, it's only half a catty. The House of Elders has already made a decision to pass on Taishu Fan to the name of the former patriarch. ”

He also thought that Zhong Sun Yuan could have any ability, if he just picked bones in the eggs, fought with mouths, and did not have the slightest substantive dry goods, it would be too disappointing. The so-called bloodline is nothing more than an excuse. No matter what, Taishu Fan will definitely be the heir.

Taishu Fan was originally a descendant, and there was no problem with the bloodline, as for the identity...... This thing is better solved.

Compared to Uncle Yu Yao's methods, Zhong Sun Yuan's performance made the elder very disappointed.

"Oh, it looks like there's no need to talk about it. Zhong Sun Yuan didn't have the slightest look of loss or ugliness on his face, but the corners of his lips were smiling, "Mother is newly mourned, and when she is a daughter, she really doesn't want to make a fuss in the mourning hall." However, compared to this innocuous act, I think the mother is even more intolerant of the inexplicable wild son. Fortunately, the mourning hall is full of their own people, even if they make trouble, it is not a shame to throw them outside......"

The elder's eyelids jumped, and a strange sense of familiarity came to his mind, and the person in front of him seemed to coincide with the woman in the coffin.

"What do you want to do?"

PS:_(:з」∠)_Although Uncle Yuyao is not dead, Yuan Yuan doesn't want to make trouble in the mourning hall. Since he is talking about the cannon, Xiao Gongju doesn't listen or listen, so he can only show his fist: -D (To be continued.) )