For a time, the price of arable land outside the city immediately skyrocketed.

Ten times! fifteen times! twenty times! thirty times!

Faced with the situation that they thought they would win, everyone under the madness showed their strong financial resources, and reported them one by one as if they were not dying.

In the private room on the second floor, Sun Desheng, who saw this scene, was already shocked, and after a long time, he shook his head and sighed at Xu Chen: "Senior brother, senior brother has really lived in vain for decades!"

Xu Chen smiled and didn't answer, but said to a herald beside him, "Go! Let's start selling land now!"

The guy quietly retreated, and after a while, there were several different figures in the crowded crowd in the hall on the first floor, these figures rushed left and right in the crowd, and each time they could accurately find those companions in different costumes, and after a whisper, the two people quietly squeezed towards the counter.

There were many people in the hall, most of them like them, and for this reason, although these people caused a few complaints from others, they were not in the least noticeable.

When these men had made it to the counter with great difficulty, they approached the merchants who were frantically scrambling for the few acres of land. But only those merchants who were standing on the edge of the room, and after a whisper, under the slightly puzzled eyes of the merchants, these people slightly revealed the corner of the yellow paper in their arms, and the merchants followed them to a place where there were few people with a smile.

After a brief bargain, the men sold a large amount of their arable land for a price slightly lower than the highest price today. There were also quick-witted people among the merchants who took over, and they did not doubt the intentions of these people, why they still chose to throw away the cultivated land in such a large amount under the present great form!

When the competition is so fierce, the vast majority of people will be apologetic to catch up, after a kind word, these people will reluctantly agree, but the price is higher than just negotiated, but it is still much lower than those who are fighting in front of the counter for arable land, the merchants are helpless, lest they annoy the seller again, so they have to pay quickly.

It is only when the land deed is in their hands that the merchants feel steady, but unfortunately this steadfastness does not last long......

said that when Xu Chen was selling land in the tooth shop, Wan Shijun was not idle.

After Luo Bin left the city, he returned after only half an hour, and also brought a message from Grandpa Wan Shijun.

"Childe, the old lady asked you to go back immediately, the ceremony is ready!" Luo Bin bowed down and said.

When Wan Shijun heard this, he slowly stood up, his movements were gentle, as if there was infinite gravity on his shoulders, and then he sighed: "This moment has finally arrived!"

A carriage carrying Wan Shijun quickly left the mansion in Yuzhang City and galloped towards the ancestral house of Wan Jia outside the city.

A quarter of an hour ago, the rest of the first-line wealthy families in the city also had a carriage carrying their respective heads of families and the successors designated by the heads of each family, heading towards the outside of the city.

Huang Xian, Huang Kai and his son, Luo Zheng, Luo Xing and his son, were impressively listed, and the rest of the people were all people who had appeared in the spacious hall when they met to discuss countermeasures that day.

Wan Shijun's carriage was very fast, only a few dozen miles west after leaving Yuzhang City, and half an hour later, Wan Shijun's carriage appeared in front of the town-like ancestral house of ten thousand families.

Unlike other country towns, there are no rows of tall arches in front of the ancestral house of the Wan family, in fact, the children of the Wan family never become officials, even if there are one or two such as Wan Shijun's eldest brother, it is difficult to bear what he has learned in his chest, and he intends to show his ambitions. In the Tang Dynasty, where the influence of this family is still strong, it is too difficult for students from poor families to get ahead in the officialdom.

However, the reason why there have never been high-ranking officials in Wanjia is not only that.

After all, even if it is difficult for poor students to get ahead, there are always some exceptions, not to mention that those children who go out from Wanjia are all young and handsome people who have received a good family education, as long as there is a chance to appear, these children of Wanjia are obviously easier to stand out than poor students.

However, in the thousand-year-long inheritance, the children of the Wan family have not been given a suitable opportunity, or, even if they have been seized, they will be lost in the shortest possible time.

As long as most people with a discerning eye can guess the reason for such a strange thing, these handsome children of the Wan family will naturally be clear afterwards.

If there are no children who enter the court as high-ranking officials, they will not be suppressed by political opponents who are also high-ranking officials, and the family can be passed on safely. Although, the family that has been passed down in this way also does not have a glorious and prosperous moment.

For this reason, for the family's shrunken turtle-like negative inheritance method, almost every generation of the family's children has been disgusted with this method of human existence for thousands of years, however, no matter what efforts they make, a move to try to change the status quo will eventually pass away quietly.

In short, the Wanjia family is still silently inherited in Yuzhang County, but those wealthy families since the Han and Jin dynasties have changed one after another......

The previous Wan Shijun also didn't understand and also tried to make changes to the family. However, after experiencing the seclusion a year ago, and finally under the decision of his grandfather, he knew in advance the secrets of his family that only the previous generations of family owners can know, Wan Shijun suddenly realized, and at the same time admired the ancestors of his own family, and the pride in his heart as a person of ten thousand families was indescribable.

In fact, the moment he learned about Yiqiē, Wan Shijun was actually grateful to the Seven Sects and Five Surnames in his heart! If it weren't for the invasion of these people, which made his grandfather make the decision to take over the throne a year earlier, I am afraid that in an unwilling mood, he would definitely make the same decision as his eldest brother. And if that is the case, Wan Shijun will completely lose his qualification to rule the ten thousand families! Many of the heads of the ten thousand families in the past generations are not from the lineage of their own masters. No, there has never been a distinction between descendants and concubines!

Wan Shijun got off the carriage at the intersection leading to the town, and walked quietly on this bluestone paved path alone.

He has walked this road many times in the past nineteen years, but only this time, this path belongs to him, and it belongs to him alone!

Looking at the deep black moss at the edge of the bluestone slab at his feet, the traces of time are clearly visible on the bluestone slab. Wan Shijun smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if recalling the childlike fun of his childhood, took a step, and slowly walked towards the town.

Every tree, every flower, and even every piece of masonry and rubble, Wan Shijun is so familiar, but it is not until today that he truly understands the meaning and nobility of these things.

That's right! In Wan Shijun's opinion, these weeds on the side of the road are a hundred or a thousand times more noble than the carved beams and paintings in the homes of the seven sects and five surnames!

Because, the two are not the same level of existence at all!

Walking into the town, there are many residents walking back and forth on both sides of the bluestone path. Except for everyone consciously avoiding the path in the middle, the rest of the qiē are no different from usual!

Wan Shijun still walked forward slowly, as if he was reacquainting himself with this path that he was too familiar to be familiar with. Or...... It may also be to let this path re-recognize oneself and re-recognize oneself as the head of the family!

Wan Shijun began to pass through the bustling flow of people, and when those who came and went saw him, they stopped and bowed to him, and Wan Shijun also smiled in return.

This path was not long, and after half an hour, Wan Shijun finally stepped on the end of the path and came to the door of the ancestral hall of Wanjia.

At this moment, the door of the ancestral hall of Wanjia is open as usual, but there are two more delicate purple and red lanterns in the corner of the eaves, and unknown incense pills are burning inside, and the scattered fragrance blends into the air, and it disappears strangely under the sunlight, and I don't know where it went.

On the steps, an old man with gray temples was smiling and looking at Wan Shijun who was walking all the way, but it was the old man who appeared in the small courtyard at the foot of Xishan Mountain that day.

"Grandpa!" Wan Shijun called.

"How do you feel?" asked the old man.

At this moment, the old man has no terrifying essence in his eyes, nor is it the vicissitudes of indifference, some are just the care of ordinary elders for their younger generations.

"It's okay! there's nothing unusual, it should be what grandpa said that it has been fused!" Wan Shijun said with a smile.

"That's good!" the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he hurriedly took down the two purple lanterns, and extinguished the two burning incense pills with great heartache, but at the same time he was glad in his heart: "It's okay! Xiao Junzi only walked once, I think that the stinky boy of Dezhao walked three times before he got through! The rest of these are saved, and it may be enough in twenty years!"

"It seems that Xiao Junzi is indeed very suitable to be the head of this family!" After the old man carefully put away the lantern and the leftover incense pills, he turned to look at his grandson with satisfaction.

"Alright, everyone is waiting for you inside!Come in!" the old man turned sideways, and Wan Shijun took a few steps forward and passed straight past his grandfather. After entering the ancestral hall, it was also Wan Shijun who walked in front, and the old man was one step behind.

In the main hall of the ancestral hall, there are two rows of people sitting at the moment, including three generations of old, middle and young people.

Sitting near the main seat were several old men of the same age as Wan Shijun's grandfather, and the old man was the middle-aged head of each family, and as for the young people who came with the elders, they could only stand behind the elders with their eyebrows bowed and their hands down.

Wan Shijun walked straight up to the first place and sat down, and his grandfather stood beside him.

"Okay, everyone is here, don't talk much, let's start!" Wan Shijun's grandfather played the role of a master of ceremonies at this moment.

As soon as the old man's words fell, a group of subordinates appeared at the small door on the side of the ancestral hall, and the leader was the nameless young man who sacrificed his life for the first time in the battle of the valley that day.

The nameless young man held a brocade box in his hands, walked quickly to Wan Shijun, bowed and saluted, and then handed the brocade box in his hand to Wan Shijun, Wan Shijun took it, put it aside, and then said to the nameless young man: "In this case, you will be called 'Wanping' in the future!"

After what had been predicted for a long time, it still made the nameless young man excited, he fell to the ground on his knees, bowed down in front of Wan Shijun, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you for the name!"

Wan Shijun got up with a smile and helped the nameless young man up with both hands, and from then on, the title of Wan Ping was transferred to him.

After Wan Ping retreated to the side and stood up, the most skilled and qualified subordinates of the Wan family stepped forward one after another, and put all kinds of clothes and decorations in their hands on Wan Shijun's body one by one.

Half an hour later, after the subordinates retreated, Wan Shijun changed his appearance entirely.

High crowns, wide clothes, and open sleeves are all ancient costumes, and after wearing them, Wan Shijun, who is still a little immature on his face, suddenly becomes a lot calmer and more atmospheric.

After Wan Shijun was dressed neatly, he took a few steps forward, knelt down under the rows of spirit cards placed in the ancestral hall of Wanjia, took a bunch of incense handed by his grandfather, and after kowtowing a few heads respectfully, he inserted the incense in his hand into the bronze incense burner on the case.

After worshipping his ancestors, Wan Shijun turned around and looked at everyone in the audience with his eyes.

Seeing this, everyone stood up one after another, and then bowed respectfully to Wan Shijun together, even the grandfather next to Wan Shijun was no exception at this moment.

"Meet the head of the house!"

Everyone shouted in unison, everyone was no exception, even Huang Xian, Luo Zheng and other people who claimed to be the head of the family outside even shouted Wan Shijun as the head of the family at this moment.

If this scene is seen by outsiders, it will be shocking and inexplicable!

However, this qiē is the real thing!

The head of the family is the common head of these first-line wealthy families in Yuzhang County!

After three bows, everyone got up, and Wan Shijun bowed down and saluted everyone back.

After the ceremony, Wan Shijun's succession ceremony ended, and then Wan Shijun had to follow his grandfather to the secret room of this ancestral hall to take over those things that only the previous family heads could control.

And everyone in the field will also leave one after another and rush back to their respective homes, after all, the battle with the seven clans and five surnames is still going on.

The whole succession ceremony is very brief, and in the eyes of those thousand-year-old giants, it is not grand, it is simply shabby!

However, only those present knew that this ceremony was a well-deserved ceremony!

Wan Shijun was busy taking over the throne, and Lu Zongbao, another young man in Yuzhang City, was not idle.

Zhou Gang, the commander of Yuzhang Zhichong Mansion, has been closed these days, and he is only teaching his son martial arts at home, ignoring the wind and rain outside the window.

However, in secret, Zhou Gang's eyeliner was staring at every part of Yuzhang City all the time.

If there is no desire, only those who have nothing to ask for can be truly indifferent, and Zhou Gang's practice of covering his ears and stealing the bell can only show that this person has always had the intention to intervene in Yuzhang's current chaos. It's just that I've been waiting for an opportunity!

On this day, Lu Zongbao saw that Zhou Gang still refused to let go after many negotiations, so he had no choice but to visit in person.

In today's Yuzhang City, the only person who can be responsible for the seven sects and five surnames is Wang Xian except for their brother.

As for Yang Fan, he was called back by the elders of the family a few days ago, after all, although the Hongnong Yang family is very close to the seven of them, and there is a tendency to integrate through the marriage. However, when it really came to the time to see the poor dagger, it was impossible for the Hongnong Yang family to let Yang Fan, the heir, charge for others outside.

And after the battle in the valley, the Sect Master who came to support him has been cultivating in that secret stronghold since he lost two ancestors.

In addition, coupled with the changes that occurred in Chang'an City, the mentality of each family of the seven sects and five surnames has changed significantly. After all, compared to these thousands of miles away in the south, Chang'an City is the key point of each family!

If their sons and spokesmen in the court were all lost in Li Shizhi's turmoil, then even if they got the south, what use would they be? Without the protection of the government, no matter how big the family business is, it will only provoke the prying eyes of others for nothing.

For this reason, the seven clans and five surnames are not very concerned about these arrangements placed in the south in the past under the greater crisis. In particular, the setbacks of the seven grandmasters and the loss of the two ancestors have greatly changed the mentality of the decision-making level of the family.

Lu Zongbao, who clearly felt this change, was very angry! But he was angry and angry, now the people of his own family can retreat, but the two brothers have no way out!

The world is big, but there is no place for his two brothers!

Lu Zongbao could only go on with all his might!

After going to Wang Xian's mansion, Lu Zongbao won the strong support of Wang Xian, who also had no way out. For this reason, Lu Zongbao came to Zhou Gang's mansion alone at this moment.

"Haha! How can the second prince have free time to come to the Humble House today? It makes Zai Xia very happy!" At the door of the living room of the Zhou Mansion, Zhou Gangren was still outside, and a hearty laugh came in.

Lu Zongbao immediately put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and saluted, and said, "The little nephew came here today, but I have something to ask Uncle Zhou Shi for help!"

As soon as Lu Zongbao came up, he almost stunned Zhou Gang, and after the expression on his face was lost for a moment, he quickly changed around, and still said with a smile: "What is the second son talking about! If the second son has something, just say a word, and everything that Zhou can do his best must do his best!"

Zhou Gang ignored Lu Zongbao's suit, although there was a warm smile on his face, but there was a coldness in his words that rejected people thousands of miles away.

Zhou Gang naturally knew the purpose of Lu Zongbao's visit, but now that the news of Chang'an City has not yet come, for Zhou Gang, the situation is not yet clear, if he is asked to immediately throw the chips in his hand at this time, Zhou Gang is unwilling!

Although the greater the risk, the greater the return, but in today's Yuzhang City, Zhou Gang can be described as a pivotal figure, and his choice will have the ability to determine the success or failure of both sides, so Zhou Gang naturally didn't want to sell too quickly