Chapter 362: Ancestral Hall
Zhao De was so embarrassed by his mother, his face was a little red, he wanted to cover it up, but he also felt angry in his heart, so he simply pulled a robe, put it on his body, and asked, "Mother, it's so late, why are you here?" ”
Mrs. Zhao saw that her son was so disheveled and disheveled, so she was so angry that she stepped forward and slapped him, and said hatefully, "You are not a filial son, you can't let you bother to tell you how many times, and then endure it for another month, wait until you become the head of the family, and then marry back to Miss Wu, how you are willing to toss, no one will stop you." But what kind of trouble are you making, if it reaches the ears of the Wu family, do you still want to be an official? ”
Zhao De covered the left side of his face that was beaten, his eyes were full of resentment, and he wanted to argue a few words, but he didn't have the courage to resist his mother, so he had to punch the bed and bury his head and never get up.
Mrs. Zhao was waiting for her son to be angry, but when she saw her son's expression so painful, she felt distressed, stepped forward to help her son sit on the edge of the bed, and persuaded, "Mother knows that you have such a disease, and she is anxious, but Mother is for your good, and you must not make a mistake at this time, understand?" ”
"Yes, mother, my son is..."Zhao De remembered the failure just now, choked up and couldn't speak.
Mrs. Zhao's heart is also tormented by cooking and roasting, the incense of the Zhao family is a big deal, if those people in the clan know that Zhao De is inhumane, and they catch this handle, they are afraid that they will take away the family immediately, if they know that the cheap seed is not dead, it will be even more of their mother and son's way to live.
The mother and son are worried about sitting down, and there is only one way left in the end, wait. Waiting for the position of the head of the family, waiting for marrying the Miss Wu family, waiting for the imperial doctor in the palace who specializes in treating this disease...
Seeing that the day of choosing the head of the family was coming, Mrs. Zhao was afraid that her son would do something inappropriate, so she stayed in her son's yard every day, pulling him to take stock of the accounts or find a storyteller to relieve her boredom and amusement, but she barely passed the time.
This day is the day to choose the head of the family, in fact, in the hearts of the Zhao family's mother and son, the word "choice" is completely put on display, because the Zhao family is "only" Zhao De alone, of course, out, Zhao Fengnian, who is "half-dead and stealing his life", is not in their hearts at all, after all, all the properties of the Zhao family have been controlled in their hands, even if he runs back at the risk of death, he will definitely not be able to turn over the big waves.
After dinner in the morning, the mother and son both dressed up deliberately, Mrs. Zhao wore an autumn-colored coat, and the lower body was equipped with a five-color brocade gold embroidered silk skirt, and her black hair was coiled into a Guishun bun, and a gold silk inlaid ruby double luan was inserted, and a string of gold silk fragrant wood inlaid cicada jade beads were hung on her chest, which was more and more extraordinary.
Zhao De wore a silver embroidered robe with dark lines of twigs and lotus, a gold crown inlaid with rubies, and a pair of gold-painted folding fans in his hands, which also lined him with three points less obscene and a little more heroic than usual, and the little maids who were busy serving him all sighed secretly in their hearts, if the second young master did not have the unspeakable secret disease, it would be a good thing to rely on, went to his bed, gave birth to a son and a half daughter, compared to the small servant for a long time, but it is a hundred times better, but it's a pity...
The mother and son of the Zhao family picked up properly, and before they could drink two sips of hot tea, they heard that a small servant came to hug them, and the elders of the clan had already arrived, so they ordered someone to carry the old lady Zhao to the ancestral hall dedicated to the sacrifice.
Mrs. Zhao looked at the tiger and leopard mother and son, and the hatred in her eyes couldn't be hidden, Mrs. Zhao saw it, so she stepped forward with a smile, pretended to be intimate and folded the blanket for him, and whispered, "Why, De'er wants to be the head of the family, doesn't the master rejoice, he is your 'grandson' bloodline." ”
It was rare that Mrs. Zhao was not as angry and struggling as before, but slowly closed her eyes, looking disgusted when she spoke, which made Mrs. Zhao very angry, and said hatefully, "When death comes, you are still playing prestige!" ”
Everyone entered the ancestral hall all the way, and the people put down the old lady at the door and pushed it out.
There were five chairs in the courtyard, the front one was empty, and on top of each one sat an old man, either with a long beard to his chest, or with gray hair, all of whom were over fifty years old. They each held a teacup and whispered with a serious and solemn expression.
There were still a dozen or so young men, who were holding brooms to clean the fallen leaves and dead grass in the courtyard, and two of them were even wiping the stone steps with rags, very earnest and reverent.
Mrs. Zhao secretly pursed her lips, scolding in her heart, she is really old and stubborn, she doesn't need to let her subordinates go, and she has to clean it up with her children and grandchildren every year, what kind of score do you put up, she coughed twice, and said loudly, "Let the elders wait for a long time, my nephew and daughter-in-law are lazy, and I hope the elders will not be surprised." ”
As she spoke, she was about to raise her feet and step into the threshold, but the old man sitting at the front was cold, and put the teacup in his hand on the wooden table beside him with a "clang", glared and said angrily, "Nephew and daughter-in-law, the rules of the Zhao family, women are not allowed to enter the ancestral courtyard, have you forgotten?" ”
Another old man beside him also said, "As the head of the Zhao family, you won't even forget the family rules, do you still have the ancestors of the Zhao family in your eyes?" ”
In the past year, Mrs. Zhao has been in power, giving orders every day, even the shopkeepers of various shops are shouting at will, and even the clansmen who seek some benefits have to kowtow and flatter a few words when they meet, and gradually realize that they are already the masters of the Zhao family, and they don't take the old rules seriously.
At this time, the elders suddenly admonished in front of everyone, and their faces turned purple, and they scolded in their hearts, they are all old immortals who rely on their own property to survive, and they dare to talk to her like this, and when their son takes over the head of the family, they must immediately cut the monthly silver of their families, and then see how they regret what they did today?
Thinking like this, she barely felt better, squeezed a smile and said, "Second uncle, the third uncle's lesson is that the nephew and daughter-in-law thought that De'er would take over as the head of the family today, and she was so happy that she forgot the rules, and she would never do it again." ”
The second master and the third master both snorted coldly twice, and did not answer, but the old man with a smiling face sitting close to the door said, "The nephew and daughter-in-law are in charge of such a large inner courtyard on weekdays, and it is also very draining, and it is understandable to be negligent for a while, the second nephew hurry up and come in with your father on his back, and it will be time to open the ancestral hall soon." ”
Zhao De hurriedly responded, "Yes, Fifth Grandpa." Then he turned to help his father, and two young men ran to the door with great eyes, and helped him carry the man into the courtyard, and settled down on the empty chair. Then he pulled Zhao De and pretended to hold a broom, but he was circling around the elders.
The fifth old man glanced at Old Man Zhao a few times and said, "The head of the family looks good, presumably he has been recuperating well these days." ”
The third old man rolled his eyes and sneered, "Which eye of the fifth brother can see that the head of the family has a good complexion, could it be that you found a doctor Gao Ming to diagnose and treat the head of the family?" ”
The fifth master was choked up, and said with a dry smile, "The third brother is joking, you and the second brother have already found no less than six doctors, and they are helpless against the illness of the head of the family, brother, what can I do, but I just hope so." ”
The third master wanted to speak again, but was stopped by the second master's hand, the fourth master who had never spoken was a thin old man, his appearance was very serious, as if he had never smiled, he looked at the children and nephews who were busy together, and said, "Our Zhao family is now a big business, and the head of the family is seriously ill, so he can't be a director, if it drags on for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be hidden worries of defeat. ”
The other three were silent, and after a while, the second master spoke first, "Choosing the head of the family is a big deal, so it's better to let the juniors say a few words." ”
The fifth old man glanced at the door, and obviously saw Mrs. Zhao with an urgent look on his face, and said hesitantly, "Second brother, our Zhao family can have today's family business, all of which are the credit of the long house, the deceased eldest brother and Hong Pu's nephew have worked hard all their lives, and now Hong Pu's nephew has been sick for a long time and can't take charge of the family business, so he should choose among his children and grandchildren..."
The third master didn't wait for him to finish speaking, then interrupted him and said, "What does the fifth brother mean is to directly pass on the position of the head of the family to Zhao De?" ”
The fifth old man's mind turned sharply, and he had already spoken for Zhao De left and right, and he couldn't take it back if he wanted to, so it was better to send a favor to a thorough one, and when Zhao De ascended to the position of the head of the family, they would be in the fifth room, he thought like this, and hardened up, and said with a smile, "Is there a better candidate for the third brother, and there is only one seedling left in the long house." ”
The third old man glared, and he was about to get angry, but he didn't want the second master to sigh on the side, "If yes, if Fengnian is still alive, there is no better family master than him." ”
The third master was also deflated, and also sighed, the nephew who doubled the family business in only three or four years is simply a genius in business.
The fifth old man lowered his head and drank tea, and when he heard them say this, his eyes were full of pride, a few old guys who were old and old, and there was obviously only one candidate left, and he had to struggle, offended the future head of the family, and saw how you lived in the future.
At this moment, the fourth master suddenly said in surprise, "Who said that Feng Nian died?" ”
The fifth master raised his eyes and looked at him like a joke, so he said, "Fourth brother, everyone knows that you love Fengnian, but it's been a year since he died, can't you scare everyone like this?" ”
The second master patted the fourth master's hand and said, "Fourth brother, although Fengnian's nephew has disappeared for no reason, most of them are no longer alive. ”
The third old man glared fiercely at Mrs. Zhao, who lowered her head at the door and hid the look on her face, and snorted coldly, "Who knows which black-hearted one was the one who poisoned Fengnian's nephew..."
The second master was afraid that he would say something crazy again, so he hurriedly scolded, "Third brother, shut up, the ancestral heroes are here." ”
The third old man reluctantly shut up, he has always suspected that the disappearance of Fengnian's nephew is related to this woman, although Hong Pu's nephew was secretive back then, but a few of their old guys still know some, and then Fengnian is so good, they are all glad that they didn't stop it back then, so, as soon as Fengnian had an accident, the first thing they suspected was that the Zhao family was the housewife, but unfortunately, no one had evidence...
The fourth master didn't refute their words, but just stood up and looked out of the courtyard, and said in a low voice, "The hour is almost up, why hasn't this kid come in yet?" ”
Everyone was puzzled, I don't know who he was talking about, the second old man vaguely guessed a few points, his eyes widened suddenly, his lips trembled, and he wanted to ask, but he heard a noise gradually coming from a distance, which seemed to be the exclamation of the people, and occasionally the crisp crackling sound of objects falling to the ground...