When Zhou Bai, who had been asleep for many days, woke up, Fu Bo was very happy and did not stop Zhou Bai from going to the ancestral hall.

Three years ago, following the arrangement of the clan, Zhou Bai did not participate in the spring festival, and if he missed it again this time, he would have to wait for another three years next time.

Besides, the quota must be from your own young master?

During this period, both the master and servant understood, Fu Bo silently stuffed the boiled eggs taken out of the kitchen into Zhou Bai's arms, and then turned back and continued to sweep the fallen leaves in the courtyard.

Needless to say, the tacit understanding between the old and the young for many years is needless to say, Zhou Bai touched the two eggs that were still warm, tightened his body, and strode out in the cold wind of the early morning.

The ancestral hall is located in the core area of the Zhou ethnic group, surrounded by the mansions of the family's real power figures, like an invisible circle, representing the status of each room of the family.

That's it, Zhou Bai's dilapidated courtyard is not far from the ancestral hall, and he is not late for such a late departure.

In the hearts of some clansmen who are good at drilling, the location of this courtyard is only suitable for the upper echelons of the family, and Zhou Bai, a "young master" who even shows the old color of the crane on his body, can only be assigned to a remote manor to see the garden at most.

The ancestral hall of the Zhou nationality is very magnificent, with carved bucket arches, blue brick and stone walls, and beams and columns painted with red paint to create a bit of solemnity.

The people of each tribe have already stood in positions according to the lineage and branches, the order of the houses, and the size of the generations.

The gate was completely open, and the Haonu warriors stood guard, and inside the threshold were the descendants and high-ranking side lines, and outside the threshold were most of the side lines and branches.

At this time, it should be that the people have not yet arrived, and there is quite a bit of hustle and bustle inside and outside, and everyone is chatting with each other and exchanging some "private information".

Most of them talk about the blessed object of this ancestor worship, and some people mention Zhou Bai, but only to mention.

Occasionally say a few more words, or jealousy of Zhou Bai's identity, as a descendant, he will be able to get the blessing of his ancestors when he is at the right age.

Immortals and gods exist in the world, and the imperial examination leads to heaven, and even ordinary mortals have a more or less understanding of extraordinary powers.

In the Zhou people, the triennial blessing and ancestor worship is the most intuitive and extraordinary display.

The probability of a blessed tribesman being admitted to Tongsheng and Xiucai is much higher than that of those who are not gifted.

In recent decades, there are very few people who can be admitted to the child without relying on ethnic luck, and as for Xiucai, there is even more of a none.

Zhou Bai walked to the threshold of the ancestral hall, and a steward in a brocade robe and coat was patrolling with two hao slaves, sometimes watching the situation inside, and sometimes admonishing the martial artists standing in two rows.

"Today is a big festival that only comes once in three years, stand up straight for me, don't lose the majesty of your family."

Zhou Datian, the steward of the clan, is responsible for part of the money and grain affairs, and his position is lowly and powerful, but he is actually just a distant relative of the Zhou family who took refuge in the third room, and he can barely lean on the side of the upper branch.

The information in Zhou Bai's mind came to mind, that is, this guy likes to target him.

is obviously only a distant relative of the Zhou family, but he looks down on the collateral branches very much, and often humiliates him.

may be because of his background, and he is very jealous of Zhou Bai's helpless lineage, and the benefits issued are all of the lowest level, and even deducted.

The display in front of the subordinate was not over, and then he saw Zhou Bai coming, Zhou Datian suddenly felt that the pleasure of reprimanding the subordinate was not fragrant, and his eyes lit up and stepped forward.

"Yo, isn't this the young master Bai of the seventh room? I thought you were so bold that you didn't even dare to participate in the ancestor worship. The words were half mocking and half provocative, as the spitting stars splashed on Zhou Bai's crane.

Zhou Bai frowned slightly, and said in an unkind tone: "Today, the ancestors blessed me and have a place, how dare I not come." Also, my crane was left behind by my late father, so the steward of Daejeon should pay attention. ”

Zhou Datian was suddenly a little surprised, how could this kid have a serious illness, like a different person, not only is he no longer cowardly and low-key, but he dares to provoke me.

However, this surprise only lasted for a moment in the bottom of my heart, and the shame of being hit by Zhou Bai had already surged into my heart, and his mean face was ruddy.

"You kid is late and talks a lot, don't go in, what if you pass the illness to the clan elders?" Zhou Datian is usually used to commanding, and without saying a word, he actually wants to block Zhou Bai's way.

The two dogs in the back blocked in front of Zhou Bai at the right time, and the martial artists on both sides didn't move, but they also stared at him with strange eyes.

Zhou Bai sneered, not only was he not afraid of Haonu blocking the way, but he went up with two slaps.

"Smack, smack!" The sound of bows firing left and right attracted the clansmen who didn't pay attention to this side in the back.

"You! Don't you dare! The situation seemed to be out of control with Zhou Bai's two slaps, and Zhou Datian snorted in his heart, his face was hideous, and he wanted to scold loudly but didn't know what to say.

The two slaves were also stunned, and forgot to fight back for a while, or they still remembered that Zhou Bai was the master of the Zhou family.

Zhou Bai was disdainful of Zhou Datian's lust, just turned to the side, and said to a family captain: "Zhou Yuan, according to my Zhou family rules, if a slave commits a crime and bullies the master's family, what crime should he be guilty of?!" ”

The expression on Zhou Yuan's face was very complicated, and he didn't know how many ideological struggles he had carried out in his heart for a while, for a broken lineage with no sense of existence, was it appropriate to knock Zhou Datian to death and offend Sanfang, who held real power?

No matter how you look at it, it's better to mix with the mud at this time, which is also the idea of most smart viewers.

But when Zhou Yuan saw that this Young Master Bai had a completely different attitude from the past, he decided to take a gamble, because he was born on the side, how could he get ahead without betting.

"Young Master Hui Bai, the evil slave who bullies the master, serves with a stick and whip, and beats him to death."

The thick and loud voice was enough for the people around him to hear clearly, Zhou Bai's eyes flashed a little cold, and he slowly walked in front of Zhou Yuan and said softly: "Then implement the clan rules, don't kill them if they don't do it, just fifty sticks." ”

Fifty sticks? Immortal and crippled, many of the clansmen watching the play gasped at the same time and took a few steps back.

The young master of the seventh room, who is usually not healthy and has a timid temperament, is so ruthless.

Zhou Yuan meticulously carried out Zhou Bai's order, and immediately led his subordinates to drag away the two powerful slaves who were blocking the way.

In the faint screams, Zhou Bai continued to move forward, as if nothing had happened, the servants shivered, and Zhou Datian was also stunned.

Zhou Bai's pale face was originally due to illness, but now it has become a symbol of ruthlessness in Zhou Datian's eyes.

has always bullied the weak and feared the hard, but he actually forgot to teach Zhou Bai a lesson, and let him stride into the threshold of the ancestral hall.

Perhaps because the eyes of the onlookers below were too hot, Zhou Datian was very embarrassed, and whispered viciously behind his back: "Little cub wait, we have to fight." ”

Zhou Bai didn't pause when he heard this kind of "scene talk", as if he didn't see Zhou Datian in his eyes, which made him angry enough, maybe he was thinking of some trick.

Stepping into the gate of the ancestral hall, there is a worship hall inside, and the atmosphere is different, and the hustle and bustle outside seems to be completely incomprehensible.

No one spoke, and the spiritual seat on the altar was surrounded by the aroma, solemn and solemn.

At the top is the god card of the ancestors of the Li clan, followed by the god card of the two ancestors, and at the bottom is the ancestors of the past generations of talents or outstanding contributions.

As for other children and ordinary people, they can only enter the side halls on both sides to worship after death, which shows that Tongsheng actually has no status.

The main hall of the worship hall gathered the patriarchs, stewards, and men from the ten rooms of the lineage, as well as the heads of the three side branches, who all looked at Zhou Bai.

It stands to reason that there are at least twelve showmen in the hall, but Zhou Bai's cheap father died early, and there are no blood relatives to carry the seven rooms, so there are only eleven showmen in the hall.

These talents are all scholars recognized by the Daxu Imperial Court, and they have official scholars, and they are a class that can enjoy privileges.

Putting aside the fact that officials don't kneel and walk with swords, each Xiucai can be exempted from the privilege of paying taxes on 300 acres of land, which is the foundation for a family's prosperity.

The Zhou family has 3,300 acres of fertile land every year without paying taxes, and all these surpluses can be used to support the children of the family, so how can they not raise talents.

In front of a group of high-level officials of the Zhou family, Zhou Bai was calm, and he had seen a lot of this kind of pomp.

Most of the eyes cast are bland, and there is little distinction between good and evil, and the few people in the front row seem to have pity.

Only Zhou Chang, the owner of the third room, was a little dissatisfied with his face, and what happened outside just now fell on his face.

Zhou Bai walked to the front row and saluted the elders one by one, showing a bit of grace calmly, which surprised the high-level officials.

After a few thoughtful gifts, Zhou Bai took the lead in speaking: "A few uncles, for the sake of the overall situation, the little nephew is willing to withdraw from this ancestral blessing." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was a little stunned, some nodded slightly, and some sighed.

Zhou Rui, who had reminded Zhou Bai to participate in the clan sacrifice before, was now even more anxious and gave Zhou Bai a look in the corner.

"Do you know that the ancestors are in front of you, and you can't talk nonsense?!" Suddenly, a heavy and awe-inspiring question came from the side.

"Fathers and ancestors are all on it, Bai, how dare you? The patriarch was serious. Zhou Bai bowed back, neither humble nor arrogant.

The person who came was Zhou Mingxuan, the head of the Zhou family, who was famous for his talents, and served as a secretary in Pingcang County for 20 years when he was young, with a wide range of contacts, and he took over the family at forty-five and has been very authoritative in the clan.

"Well, you can do it voluntarily, and if you have any requests, you can ask for them now." Zhou Mingxuan walked in front of Zhou Bai, his expression was quite complicated, but it was not difficult to see a hint of appreciation.

A hint of strangeness flashed in Zhou Bai's heart, the patriarch was fighting for benefits for him.

"Patriarch Qiyu, uncles, the little nephew doesn't dare to beg too much, I just hope that the clan will restore the treatment I deserve as a descendant."

Everyone bowed slightly, this is what it should be, even Zhou Chang in the third room, and the dissatisfaction disappeared because his son just needed this place.

"First, I need resources from my clan to cure my cold; Second, I can do without the blessing of the ancestors, but I still have to take the county exam in February. ”

After saying the two points, no one objected, even if they thought the second point was a waste of time.

Zhou Bo paused, and then continued in a calm tone: "Third, please ask Uncle Chang to punish Zhou Datian severely, it's best not to let me see him in my family again." ”

He takes revenge and does not like to stay overnight.