The An family received a notice from Zhao Fu that a family meeting would be held in Juxian Hall. Everyone knows that this family meeting will elect the head of the family. An Bingwang and An Bingkun both have their own ghosts, and they each think about how to convincingly elect themselves, and even the lines of their speeches have been silently read countless times in their hearts.

In the Juxian Hall, Zhao Fu stood next to An Gong's chair before his death, An Yin's mother, An Bingwang sat on one side, An Bingkun and An Bingwen sat on the other side, and behind them stood An Yin's cousins and cousins, all standing behind their respective fathers. Looking around, An Yin stood behind his mother, and his burly figure was the most dazzling among the brothers. Outside the hall stood all the family members and maids of the An family, to witness the next successor of the An family.

Zhao Fu stood in the hall and glanced at everyone: "I am a foreign surname, and I should not interfere in the internal affairs of the An family, but in the An family and the master have lived and died together for so many years, you are all grown up by me one by one, and you are entrusted by the master. ”

Everyone was silent for a long time, and An Bingwang said: It is really sad that the An family has suffered such a big change now, but as the boss of the An family now, I have an unshirkable responsibility to accept this burden, and I will definitely bring the An family to a new beginning in the future! ”

"Listening to what the eldest brother said, the younger brother also has an unshirkable responsibility, and I am also willing to contribute to the prosperity of this family, let me bear the burden! If the eldest brother could take on this important task before, would his father still let the second brother be the family? Are you right? An Bingkun said and threw a mocking glance at An Bingwang.

"What is the third child, when the second child was in charge, didn't I always work day and night for the An family? Didn't you get locked up in your father's firewood room for a month because of your good gambling? I'm afraid that it won't take more than a month for you to lose all of your money, and then we're afraid we won't even have a place to stay! ”

An Bingkun's eyes widened angrily when he heard this, but his love of gambling was a well-known thing, so he had to lower his head, and he was very unhappy.

An Bingwang then smiled and said to Zhao Fu: "Steward Zhao, although you are my father's confidant and the hero of our An family, we should handle the family affairs ourselves!" Are you meddling in this matter too long? I'm the biggest in the An family now, no matter how I say it, I can also be on my own, you're not too young, your body is important, don't bother! ”

Zhao Fu heard An Bingwang's voice, and he was angry: "What does the eldest young master mean is that you don't need to be elected now, and you are responsible?" When the master was there, he didn't agree with you to take over the An family, you were selfish, you didn't think about the overall situation at all, you only knew that you were greedy for pleasure, and the public funds were used for private purposes, do you think the An family handed over to you has a good future? ”

An Bingwen hurriedly received: "Big brother, third brother, I support you two people to take over the An family, as long as you give me money to spend every month, but Zhao Fu, you are not from our An clan, why are you pointing fingers here, my An family's money is not yours, every time you take some money, you blow your nose and stare at you, are you that green onion?" After that, he glanced at Zhao Fu.

"You are a loser, I Zhao Fu is deeply favored by the master, if it weren't for the future of the family, I wouldn't be too lazy to care about these, you only know that looking for flowers and asking willows, clothes to stretch out your hands, and food to open your mouth. Do you know that these family businesses were bought by the master with blood and sweat? Such a profligacy will eventually come to naught! Zhao Fu, who pointed at An Bingwen and scolded him, continued: "I, Zhao Fu, called the An family today, old and young, to launch a candidate for the An family to preside over the overall situation, you have four people, one in each room, and then raise your hand to vote, who is in favor of the most, this is a fair and just election, if you have no opinion, you will start to nominate and elect." ”

An Bingwang thought about it and nodded in agreement. An Bingkun was a little reluctant, and he couldn't think of any other good way, so he saw that his eldest brother agreed, so he had to agree. Ahn Bingwen said voluntarily gave up.

An Yin's mother thought deeply at this time and said: "My husband has died in Huangquan in order to settle down the family, since the uncle has accepted the great cause of taking care of the An family, the slave family is deeply gratified, my son An Yin is young and reckless, so the slave family is the master of the right to give up the right to vote, I hope that in the future, the uncle and the two will work together to take care of the up and down of the An family, so I will bother you to bother." ”

An Bingwang was overjoyed when he heard this, and said steadily: "Brother and sister, please rest assured, I will definitely take care of the An family well!" ”

Zhao Fu listened, and hurriedly said: "Madam, where is this, An Yin is young, but he is decisive and kind-hearted, this time he can avenge the second master and everyone alone, and he is a hero!" Madame is not to be modest. I have to listen to what the young master means! ”

An Yin took a step forward, clasped his fists and bowed: "An Yin's escape from death is also the creation of fate, Uncle Zhao has won the award, as for the election manager of my family this time, I also see that Uncle Zhao is a person who thinks about my surname An, and I will worship here." After that, he bowed to Zhao Fu, "As for me, I won't participate in this election, no matter who elects the two uncles, I hope to worry a lot about settling down for me in the future." After that, he looked at An Bingwang and An Bingkun meaningfully.

"My nephew is too worried, it is my natural responsibility to do things for the An family, don't be polite!" An Bingwang said with a light smile.

"Nephew, don't worry, if you elect me, you will definitely go to the soup for the sake of An's surname, and I hope you will support me!" An Bingkun said righteously.

An Bingwang didn't care about An Bingkun at all, so he just smiled faintly.

Zhao Fu originally wanted to arrange the election meeting for An Yin, but he didn't expect that it was indeed to lure the wolf into the room, so he could only announce the start of the election.

An Bingwang did win, An Bingkun hung his head, thinking that he would have to get money from An Bingwang in the future, he immediately piled up a smile on his face, and politely congratulated his brother on becoming the head of the An family.

The meeting was dispersed, and Zhao Fu's heart was broken, and he was ready to pack up his journey and return to his hometown Pingyuan City to spend his old age in peace.

An Bingwang instructed everyone to arrange a dinner party to celebrate his dream for so many years: to become a family member. A family member told him that Zhao Fu was packing up his journey and set off immediately, leaving Anjia and going to his hometown Pingyuan City. After listening to this, An Bingwang thought that because of Zhao Fu for so many years, he had been scolded and looked down upon by his father. Because the economy is not clear, he was also reported to his father by Zhao Fu and was locked up in a firewood house for a month, and the days were really like years, and the most important thing was that he couldn't raise his head in the An family, and suffered a lot of cynicism, and his self-esteem was greatly hurt. And now that the coveted rights were obtained in an instant, the desire for revenge turned into a flame in the heart, burning every nerve.

Zhao Fulai saw An Bingwang, made all the account books and economic deliveries of the An family clearly, and left Anjiazhuang with a cloth bag on his back without looking back.

Zhao Fu walked on the salt trail in Changchong, it was already afternoon, looking at this familiar mountain road, recalling the birth and death of He An Gong again and again, I don't know how many times I walked this road, I don't know how many pairs of shoes are worn out, the business is on the right track step by step, I came here to open up wasteland and farm, and the business is slowly developing, so that I have today's Anjiazhuang, and I am also white-headed, and An Gong also took a step earlier...... I cried as I walked.

Walking to the end of the Changchongpo Mountain Road, a black-clothed man with a masked face suddenly appeared in front of him, "Master Zhao, forgive me for taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others, don't blame me!" ”

"But An Bingwang called you? This brute, it's not a pity for me to die, An Gong's life's hard work will be ruined in his hands! After that, he sighed, "Master An, I still haven't guarded it for you!" A mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

After hearing this, the man in black was a little unbearable, but when he thought of fifty taels of silver, his eyes suddenly closed slightly: "Master Zhao, I'm sorry!" ”

As soon as An Yin heard that Zhao Fu was leaving, he thought that it was getting late, and planned to go to persuade him to stay, even if he couldn't stay, he would ride the white dragon horse to send his old man home.

Driving the white dragon horse all the way to the end of the mountain road, he saw that there was a pool of blood on the road, stopped the horse to check, dipped his fingers, and the blood had not yet coagulated. In the direction of the overwhelming golden thatch next to the mountain road, there were a few drops of blood not far from the ground, and I searched for it along the blood trail and walked to an open hole, the hole was not deep, and I saw Zhao Fuzhong knife falling in the hole.