was so tired that Guo Jia couldn't sleep. She simply rolled over and got up, put on a fur blanket, and leaned against the window to enjoy the night.

Before you know it, it's late autumn.

The moon is shining and the stars are accompanied. It's a beautiful night tonight!

Intuitively, things are not so simple today.

He and Hongshang had obviously gotten rid of Wu Wei, why was he so familiar with his whereabouts? Could it be... Someone is informing? In addition to Liu Heisan, who is the most suspicious, Hongshang is even more impossible! But what good is it for Liu Heisan to do this? Is it torture to extract confessions? But when he came back, he was still fine! Could it be that he was a spy planted in the morning?

She shook her head wildly, shaking off the strange thought.

She raised her head and looked at the bright moon, the days are so fast, tomorrow will be fifteen!

On the 15th, the patriarchal election seems to be lively again!

Thinking like this, the woman in the moonlight lay down on the table and fell into a deep sleep・・・・・・

Early in the morning, Hongshang entered the house with a basin and found Guo Jia standing by the bed, rubbing his neck.

Hongshang hurriedly rubbed her neck and asked, "Miss slept on the pillow, right?" It must be that the pillow is not suitable, and I will ask Wenxin to make a better one when I go back! ”

Guo Jia frowned, looked outside and asked, "What time is it?" ”

"The eldest lady is up later than usual, and it's early in the morning."

The cool breeze poured in, and Guo Jia was much more sober.

She slowly put on her clothes and said casually, "Today seems to be the election day of the patriarch." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Xiu Yuan running in in a hurry, and said, "The eldest lady is awake!" Hurry up and help clean up, we're getting late! ”

Guo Jia said with a smile: "Xiu Yuan, don't worry, there are no us, the result is decided." ”

Seeing Guo Jia's slow movements, Xiu Yuan could only stand and be anxious: "Miss, having said that, we still can't lose our manners!" ”

Guo Jia ignored her, and only asked Hongshang to comb her hair slowly.

It's easy to wait for her to finish, Xiu Yuan was about to take her away, but Guo Jia said, "Wait a minute, I have to go and see my father first." ”

On such a heavy occasion, Guo Wangzhi should have been present. Now he is physically incapacitated, so he can only tell Guo Jia some important matters.

An hour later, the Guo family ancestral hall.

Since Guo Wangzhi was seriously ill in bed, Guo Jingzhi seems to have become the core of the Guo family.

At this moment, all the branches of the Guo family are in place. Originally, due to the uneven number of people, some servants set up some chairs and tea for the ladies to rest for a while, and then remove them when the ceremony began. But now that Guo Jia has not arrived, everyone has to wait for everyone in Guo Mansion.

In the ancestral hall, the elders and the young are very respectful and humble - Guo Jingzhi and his wife Qi sit on the far right, the eldest son Guo Chucheng sits beside Guo Jingzhi, and the eldest daughter Guo Qingyun serves beside Qi with a docile face; Guo Xinzhi and his wife Xia sat second, and the eldest daughter Guo Yaoer sat next to Xia as usual; The rest of the branches Guo Ruizhi, Guo Yongzhi, Guo Mianzhi, Guo Minzhi and Guo Jinzhi all sat with their eldest sons and eldest daughters, among which Guo Minzhi, Guo Ruizhi, and Guo Yongzhi were not qualified to attend because they were concubines, and their children were not qualified to attend, so they could only stand in the corner of the ancestral hall crowded together.

The originally empty ancestral hall was packed for a while.

Guo Yao'er stroked the cat in her hand, quite impatient: "Mother, when will the ceremony start?" My daughter is dying of exhaustion! ”

Xia comforted softly: "Soon, when your uncle arrives, this will be all over." ”

Guo Yao'er was dissatisfied: "He is a disabled person, so it will take a long time!" ”

This sentence was said a little louder, and Guo Minzhi, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, looked over, Guo Yao'er came into contact with his cold gaze, and couldn't help but shrink her neck.

"Yao'er is presumptuous!" Guo Xinzhi has always respected himself as a lobby brother, and when he heard his daughter say this about him at this moment, he couldn't help but scold.

Behind him, Guo Ruizhi's eldest daughter Guo Cairui looked at the cat in Guo Yao'er's hand, and asked Guo Yingyue next to her in a low voice: "Sister Yue, can I bring cats in the ancestral hall?" Why doesn't my sister know? ”

Guo Yingyue was about to answer, but Guo Yao'er turned her head and said to a sister who was out of the house: "My sister is tired, right?" My sister asked someone to give you a small stool! ”

"No, no・・・・・・ thank you sister for your concern, it's just that my sister is not tired!" The answer was a young girl of seven or eight years old, but her voice sounded honestly frightened, sleek and thoughtful.

Guo Yao'er smiled innocently: "Why? This is a kindness from my sister! ”

"No, no," the little girl's voice was already a little crying and laughing, "We have different identities・・・・・・"

"My sister is such a good sister!" Guo Yao'er gently touched the little girl's head, and the little girl trembled invisibly.

Guo Yao'er looked at Guo Yingyue and the others, and chuckled: "Unlike some people, they have forgotten their identity!" ”

No matter how naïve Guo Cairui is, she knows that she is talking about herself! She avoided Guo Yao'er's gaze, but her hands were clenched tightly.

Guo Yingyue gently squeezed her hand, but her face was light and light, as if what she just said was not herself.

Guo Qingyun just sat quietly aside, so quiet that it seemed that his expression had not even changed.

The waiting time was getting longer, and everyone couldn't sit still.

"Why is it so long? Didn't the eldest brother remember the wrong time? Guo Jingzhi paced back and forth in the ancestral hall, anxious in his heart.

"Second brother, why don't you ・・・・・・ let's start here?" Guo Yongzhi asked tentatively.

"Joke! Yongzhi buried himself in officialdom, did he even forget the rules? Guo Xinzhi said sarcastically.

Guo Minzhi's wife, Xu Shi, said loudly: "Why don't I send someone to invite?" ”

"No need! We've arrived! ”

Before the words fell, I saw three figures appear at the gate: Guo Jia slowly walked into the ancestral hall with a brother and a sister.

"Sister Jia!" Guo Yingyue was the first to smile and come out, and grabbed Guo Jia's hand.

Guo Jia was busy talking and laughing with Guo Yingyue, purely with a little daughter mentality.

Many people are seeing her for the first time, and they only hear how beautiful she is on weekdays, but they don't have the opportunity to see her, but now they have the opportunity to be open, and their eyes are even more unscrupulous!

Guo Jingzhi stared at her vigilantly, eager to see her through two holes!

Guo Xinzhi instructed: "Now that the people have arrived, let's remove all these bits and pieces." ”

Not long after the words fell, the nimble subordinates had already cleaned up.

Guo Jingzhi is the eldest of the people and the most promising one to become the patriarch.

So under the leadership of Guo Jingzhi, everyone lit incense, knelt down and made a wish to the many tablets: "The ancestors of the Guo family are above, bless the fifty-third patriarch of my Guo family to lead the Guo family to develop and grow, and glorify my lintel!" ”

Immediately afterwards, everyone bowed three times and placed the lit incense in front of the tablet in turn.

"Now," Guo Jingzhi turned around, as if he were a patriarch, "please vote on the election of one of us as the patriarch!" There is no limit! ”

Guo Jia, who participated in this kind of ceremony for the first time, endured curious eyes from all directions, and his face was not moved at all. It's not well disguised, but it's not affected at all.

Not only that, but what she was thinking at the moment was: It turns out that the female dependents and their families have no right to vote!

Everyone fell silent for a while, and no one dared to break the deadlock, for fear that they would become the target of public criticism.