The back house of the Ma family, the family house where major matters were discussed, the whispering voice was lowered, and with the sigh of the master of the Ma family, it was eliminated.

There was silence in the field, and several young Ma family juniors swallowed their spit. More than a dozen people were sweating, I don't know if the charcoal stove was too hot, or they were wearing too much clothing, or the eyes of the head of the house were too oppressive.

Nearly sixty people were sitting, all afraid to speak, and the sound of burning coal filled the room.

The head of the Ma family, the master of the Ma family, finally spoke, and the young half of the Ma family breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bring those juniors here." The master of the Ma family spoke, his fists were flat on his knees, sitting like a copper bell, and his eyes were like copper bells.

Mrs. Sang and several clan elders were talking in the back room.

The old lady has a very high emotional intelligence, although no one dares to say anything if she stays, but the old lady takes care of her son's face and pulls a few clan elders out of the big house.

The five juniors of the Ma family, who had sparse butts, were put on the wooden board and carried in.

The groans came, and some of the Ma family members in the seats looked related, some gloated, and some were unconscious.

"Zu Xun!" The master of the Ma family said loudly.

The Ma family, who was sitting, straightened their backs and bowed their heads to listen to the training, and no one dared to make trouble at this time. A few descendants of the Ma family who were crying at the door hurriedly gagged their mouths, not daring to blaspheme their ancestors.

The cousin of the grandfather of the Ma family is in charge of family law. He walked to the offering table, put on the incense, and then picked up the black and yellow ancestral teachings and read the words written nearly two hundred years ago.

The sound of intonation and frustration and the reintelligible sound of the voice, in the ancient house, there seems to have the power to purify the soul.

The descendants of the Ma family lying on the plank, their eyes were full of tears, and they felt that their buttocks were not very painful. The Ma family on the seat seemed to feel the hard work and good intentions of the ancestors of the Ma family to fight on the battlefield and remind the younger generations.

The sound ended, and the pin drop could be heard in the field.

The master of the Ma family got up, and his movements woke up several Ma family members who had fallen into the myth, and he gently patted the Taishi chair next to him with his rough and wide palm, and looked at the portraits of the ancestors on the wall, "This chair is very uncomfortable to sit on, there are a few wooden thorns on the face, and there are iron thorns on the back of the chair." ”

The Ma family, who was close to the center, stretched their necks, and sure enough, they saw the thorns on the chair, and the iron thorns on the back of the chair were even more shocking.

The master of the Ma family smiled bitterly, "When Lao Tzu first became the head of the family, he always wanted to change the chair, who knew that the masonry under the chair was alive." There is a jade plaque inside, and there are only two words engraved on it: Don't move! ”

A few members of the Ma family almost screamed in surprise. Such a secret was only known to the head of the family and a few clan elders before. The Ma family, who had a lively brain, began to think: What is the intention of the ancestor to leave such a torturous chair and not let it move?

The master of the Ma family did not pause for too long, and continued: "Lao Tzu is a rough man, he went to the battlefield when he was young, and he can't understand the intentions of his ancestors. But since the head of the house won't let him move, let's not move. ”

"Do you know where this chair came from?" The master of the Ma family suddenly turned around and looked at the Ma family present, until everyone sat down intently, and then continued: "After the founding of the country, many generals fell, and finally one day, the Ma family was killed. The ancestor of the family was naked, wearing thorns and straight into the palace, kneeling and asking the official family to let the horse go. ”

"The official family counted the knife wounds, arrow wounds and gunshot wounds on the ancestors, and before they finished counting, they cried and said: Huang Zhou is big, and the Ma family can be safed."

The ancestor of the Ma family at that time pierced the thorn strip into the flesh and bled three miles on the royal street before seeing the emperor. Since then, the emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty have been wary of the scholar class, and in addition to balancing the family, they have appeased several generals from time to time.

"My ancestor was unconscious in the carriage and woke up eight days later." The master of the Ma family was in tears, and he was indignant for the iron blood of his ancestors, "The first decision after waking up was to close the door and not accept outsiders, and then built this chair with his own hands." ”

The Ma family members present were hot in their chests, and Jiangmen Wuyong seemed to be resuscitating in his body.

The master of the Ma family gently stroked an iron thorn with his calloused palm, "Lao Tzu originally thought that the intention of the ancestor of the family was to remind the future head of the family to always be vigilant against the slaughter, after all, the Ma family had offended the civil officials fiercely. ”

Most of the Ma family members present thought to themselves: No wonder the ancestors wanted to close their doors after returning home, it turned out to be self-preservation! But listening to the meaning of the head of the family, what other intentions did the ancestors have?

"I have been the head of the family for more than ten years, and it was not until five years ago that Lao Tzu knew the purpose of this chair." The master of the Ma family sat on the chair at once, and saw that many juniors gasped, there were thorns on it!

The master of the Ma family seemed to be unaware, "The meaning of the ancestors is that the head of the Ma family of each generation must not be comfortable and cannot relax their vigilance, otherwise if they slack off, there will be a big disaster!" ”

The grandfather of the Ma family pointed to a few juniors of the Ma family at the door, "Some people may think that Lao Tzu is making a big fuss, thinking that these few people are going to find Ma Rulan's trouble, it's not a big deal." His eyes swept over the people in the house, and the master of the Ma family clearly saw that many people were dodging and dodging, and they didn't dare to look at him.

"The New Year is approaching, people from all rooms are here, they are all a family, and there is nothing ugly to be publicized." The master of the Ma family covered his eyes, and his voice was indifferent, "How to collude with the people of the Wang family, how to coerce the Li Wu family, what small actions have they made, say it yourself." ”

At the end, the grandfather of the Ma family added word by word: "If there is a sentence that is not true, it will be expelled." ”

The voice of the Ma family master was not angry, and there was no emotion.

The father and brother of the descendants of the Ma family who committed the crime fell into the ice cellar, and felt the cold wind outside pour into their stomachs. They frantically gave a few of the envoys lying on their stomachs at the door, "Since the head of the family said this, he must be able to do it according to his temper, and he can't make a mistake, so hurry up." ”

Four young people and one middle-aged man, of course, know what to do. It's a shame to recruit all, but if you don't, you will be kicked out!

The few people lying on their stomachs began to explain the reasons in detail, and when they encountered controversial or unclear memories, they would complement each other.

The Ma family here listened, sometimes with disdain, and sometimes asked themselves: What would they do when they encountered the same thing?

Several descendants of the Ma family who were embarrassed by Ma Rulan spoke for half an hour before they finished talking about all the details.

In winter, the house is lit with large wax, and the unique smoke and aroma of candles stimulate the noses of dozens of people.

Master Ma Jia stood up, his thick shoulders and bulging arms were extremely oppressive under the light of the candlelight, and he said slowly: "I know what is the most painful thing about Lao Tzu? ”

"It's not that you are greedy, it's not that you unite with the Wang family to deal with the Ma family, it's not that you bully the Li Wu family, it's that you want to be rats!"

"What did you do to make Ma Rulan succumb? actually poured dirty water, dog blood, and dog feces in front of people's stores, and hired beggars to make trouble and drive away other people's guest officers. You are the sons of the generals! The Ma family's body shook, and everyone present exclaimed.

The grandfather of the Ma family pushed away his cousin's hand and shouted: "Da Zhou and the scholars share the world, and those who roll the names at the palace gate are really good men." In the mouths of many people in Bianjing, Jiangmen can only fly eagles, do not learn and provoke trouble, but Jiangmen cannot look down on himself. ”

"Disciple of the gate, I'd rather rob than steal!"

"Look at your virtues, ha, you can come up with the idea of shitting! I thought people would be afraid, you want to scare people to death?! ”

"What is the difference between you guys and the kind of rats who want to drink broth but don't have the ability, so they have to poop in the broth? The rat spoiled the pot of broth, and the person could only pour it out, so the rat went up and drank it deliciously, thinking that he had a lot of ability......" The master of the Ma family took a few steps forward, his body began to shake again, his face turned red, and he pointed to a few people at the door, "God." Ancestors, I didn't teach my children and grandchildren well, they want to be rats, uh-uh-uh......"

Black blood overflowed from his mouth, and the Ma family fell to the ground softly.

The cousin who was in charge of the family discipline opened his mouth wide and ran towards here, and the Ma family, who was close to the master of the Ma family, stretched out his arms in exclamation. Mrs. Sang in the warm house was at a loss and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, there were several clan elders to take care of her.

When Ma Rulan returned home, her in-laws asked worriedly, "Ma family...... The head of the family didn't embarrass you, did he? ”

Ma Rulan pulled the bellows and said with a smile: "The head of the family is very kind, he always asks how our family has lived these years, and he has taken out all the monthly cases of more than ten years, and I put it in the right wing." ”

The in-laws have no ability, they are timid and afraid, but they only care about Ma Chaobei, "He doesn't want to take Bei'er back, right?" ”

Ma Rulan added water and put the wooden cover, "After all, we haven't completely separated from the Ma family, and the name of the north is still in the family tree." The grandfather of the Ma family has added a few grandchildren, and he will not hold on to Xiaobei, but the head of the family said......"

"Say what?" The in-laws asked in unison, nervous.

"Said that Xiaobei must go to the clan to study, go to greet him at least once a month, and the monthly rules of the clan must also be received. That's it. ”

The back house of the Ma family, the courtyard of the head of the family.

The maid and the servant were busy, and several famous doctors were arguing in the wing room about the prescription for recuperation.

Mrs. Sang drove everyone else out, even the mother of the Ma family, and guarded her son by herself, constantly wiping her tears.

The master of the Ma family opened his eyes and wanted to sit up, but Mrs. Sang asked him to lie down.

"It's fine." The master of the Ma family sat up, leaned on the pillow, "Spit blood, it's much easier." The son is a fierce general who can shoot a two-stone bow, and he is not so delicate. ”

Seeing that the old mother looked depressed, the master of the Ma family held her forehead, "Mother, you won't blame Ma Rulan's family again, right?" Ahem, my son vomited blood, and it wasn't my brother's daughter-in-law's fault. ”

Mrs. Sang is over seventy years old, and sometimes she likes to lose her temper with children, and her expression is a little unnatural when she hears the words, but she doesn't speak.

The master of the Ma family sighed, "Mother, back then, you were afraid that others would take away your son's position as the head of the family and drive people away. After so many years, people are gone, and they can't be let go? ”

Mrs. Sang had no choice but to reluctantly say: "It's too cheap, and although that barbecue restaurant is inconspicuous, it's quite profitable." Why don't you grab it, or let's open a few more? ”

The forty-five-year-old grandfather of the Ma family couldn't cry or laugh, and took out a piece of paper from his arms, "Na, mother, this is the secret recipe of the Ma family's braised pork, take it and try it, and want to open a few stores." ”

"From the beginning to the end, my brother-in-law didn't say a bad word about a few unfilial sons, and sent the secret recipe over. People just want to live a life of small wealth and peace, so can't we be generous? ”

The housewife of the Ma family was about to come in with a famous doctor, and Mrs. Sang quickly took the secret recipe, hid it in her sleeve, and muttered, "Then, it's cheap for their family." When the master of the Ma family heard this, he squirted out a mouthful of water.

Ma Rulan's deceased husband, the grandfather of the Xiao Ma family, was ten years old. Bianjing has a horse Zhiyong and both sides, although it is a side branch, but it was regarded as the best choice for the head of the family by many clan elders back then.

In order to keep the position of the only son, the Sang family Taijun staged various means, and finally drove Ma Rulan's family out, which can be seen in the fierceness of the Sang family.

Several descendants of the Ma family who embarrassed Ma Rulan, after their buttocks scabbed, will go to the Hedong Army for training, and they cannot return to Bianjing without ten heads in their hands.