Chapter 1: Once upon a time, there was a Aoyama faction
Zhuo Qiuyan sat on the high throne, looking at the two people below who were arguing with each other as usual, but he was thinking about something else.
I still sat in this position in the end.
Even if this Qingshan Sect is just a small sect belonging to the next eighteenth line of the Yutian Sect, counting the eight generations of masters, and counting the eight generations of disciples, there are only about a hundred and ten people, and there are more than a dozen servants and a few mountain protection beasts, and they are so poor that they don't even have a serious spiritual vein.
Even in the hall that he took over, the fourth uncle and the master nephew made a fuss in front of everyone for a spiritual spring fruit, and they didn't even care about their seniority, and they directly blushed and fell into disgrace.
How can this be?
Isn't it just a little poorer?
As long as he Zhuo Qiuyan is in this position of head for a day, any senior brother and third uncle will bend down in front of him, and call him the head respectfully.
Those Heavenly Spirit Roots and Double Spirit Roots, what kind of scenery are they in, and now they don't want to worship him, a pseudo spirit root.
Looking at the Qingshan faction, who does not praise himself as a senior brother in charge, praises a sentence that is well-deserved and deserved.
It's not in vain that I've been thinking about it for so many years, pretending to be flattering.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Qiuyan, who was sitting in the main seat, couldn't help but pull out his back again, straightened his body even more, and became more and more of a palm.
A clear breath sank into the dantian, Zhuo Qiuyan pressed his fist against his lower lip and coughed slightly.
This sound shocked all directions, and suddenly shocked the two people who were still arguing in the banquet to stop talking, and successfully attracted everyone's attention to him.
"Fourth uncle, master nephew, it's just a little joke, why be so serious, just sit down. ”
The new head spoke, and the master's nephew was no longer angry in his heart, and his seniority and seniority were all here, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it, and sit back in his seat obediently.
Although the fourth uncle is a generation older than Zhuo Qiuyan, the new head always has to give a few points for face, so he twisted his body and sat back slowly, but he muttered in his mouth, without the slightest intention of giving up:
"It's light, what about the spirit fruit of Qingshan Spring, dare you put such a big bowl on the table. ”
The fourth uncle was originally a loud voice, but now he didn't deliberately suppress it, so his voice was not low, not only the people at his table could hear it, but Zhuo Qiuyan who was sitting on the main seat could hear it even more.
Zhuo Qiuyan's heart suddenly became unhappy, and he squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the wrinkled face of the fourth uncle, and couldn't help but slander.
This old man is not ashamed, but he is just a weightless uncle, he really thinks he is a character, and daring to say such unreasonable things on this day is simply the most evil and unforgivable.
But after all, Zhuo Qiuyan's approachable personality is here, so he can only maintain the freedom on his face, ignore this old guy, and plan to expose this article like this.
Who would have thought that the fourth uncle would be more and more unpresentable, relying on his seniority to be a cut older than Zhuo Qiuyan, relying on the old and selling the old, sitting there and shouting at him:
"The head of the family nephew, last month's monthly case has not been issued until now!"
Zhuo Qiuyan's face cracked slightly, and he scolded this bad old man in his heart.
You can't stop your mouth when you eat, but it seems that you have an open mouth, so many mouths and tongues, why don't you go and be reincarnated as a crow.
After spitting the fourth uncle several times, Zhuo Qiuyan still maintained a watertight expression on his face, raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd, and after taking their expressions into his eyes, he smiled steadily:
"Fourth uncle, my new appointment is only for a moment and a half, and the specific matter is not very clear, after today's banquet, I will ask the steward to give you an explanation. ”
At this time, Zhuo Qiuyan in everyone's hearts was still a positive image of righteousness and awe-inspiring appearance, and when he said this, he pressed the dissatisfaction of not getting a share for three months into his heart, and even came forward directly to make a round:
"On the day of the great joy, say what to do, drink and drink. ”
The conflict just now turned invisible for a while, and was covered up by Zhuo Qiuyan's means.
The peaceful atmosphere once again hung over the Aoyama faction.
It's just that the wine hasn't passed the third round, and the dish is gone, so everyone has to disperse.
Zhuo Qiuyan was in a happy mood, and walked briskly towards the courtyard in the future.
The successive heads of the Qingshan faction lived in this courtyard, and it was the highest representative of the Qingshan faction, and he didn't know how long he had been thinking about it.
Today, I finally got my long-cherished wish fulfilled.
After entering the courtyard gate, he turned around, and after taking a closer look at this not unfamiliar room, he slowly sat down on the main seat of the main hall, and his heart was so beautiful.
His eyes rolled, and in order to show that he, the new head, was efficient and cared for the same door, a flying order was passed down, and he was waiting for someone to come.
A moment later, there was a knock at the door.
The knock on the door was very rhythmic in pauses, and the people who wanted to knock on the door were quite self-disciplined.
Zhuo Qiuyan sat in the room, first straightened out his appearance, and after feeling that there was nothing wrong, he deliberately lowered his voice, showed his low and magnetic voice, and said dignifiedly:
"Come in!"