Chapter 6: Worship Yourself
Simon's face turned pale helplessly, but he really didn't dare to say anything?
In normal times, he relies on his seniority and is domineering here. Because of his grandson, he has always looked down on Ximen Qing. And he didn't care about other people, but he never imagined that Ximen Qing would suddenly fight back.
No matter what his age is, but the other party is indeed the future head of the Simon family, and it is really wrong for him to do this.
But Simon was helpless and cunning, so he quickly stood up, laughed and said: "Xiaoqing, you misunderstood the third grandfather, how could I disrespect you, I was just joking with you just now." ”
Joke?
Ximen Qing glanced at Ximen's helpless old face, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of curvature, and said with a smile: "Actually, I also made a joke with the third grandfather, are you serious? You said that the third grandfather is so old, why can't you even see through this?"
Yes!
Ximen stared helplessly at the kid in front of him, eager to kill Ximen Qing, but on the surface, he had to be kind: "Xiaoqing, let's go and pay tribute to the ancestors!"
Ximen Qing nodded with a smile.
However, he knew in his heart that this third grandfather was already a big problem in his heart, and he definitely couldn't keep him.
In his previous life, he had experienced a lot of ups and downs, and finally took the Ximen family to become the number one medicine merchant in the entire Great Song Dynasty, and naturally he also defeated many terrible enemies.
As soon as he entered the villa of the Simon family, he felt that many people looked at him with contempt in their eyes, and he immediately decided to knock on the mountain and shock the tiger.
The reason is very simple, in a pack of wolves, in order to truly survive, you must become more ruthless, stronger, more vicious, and more desperate.
There must be no weakness.
Because, no one in this world pities your weakness, and if you want to survive, you must be more cunning than anyone else.
Therefore, he directly used the identity of the heir to suppress Simon's helplessness, which would definitely attract resistance. But Ximen Qing has always liked to cut through the mess with a quick knife.
The only trouble is.
In this modern society, killing people seems to be a very troublesome thing.
What should I do?
Ximenqing had a grinning smile on the surface, but in his heart he planned how to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.
At the same time, looking at the people of the Simon family, they stood up one by one and walked towards the back door of the hall. Ximen Qing also followed these people out the back door of the hall.
Ximenqing couldn't help but be stunned, because behind this seemingly small villa, there was a hidden scenery of the water town, and there was a quiet small lake in front of it. In the middle of the artificial lake, there is a simple and elegant small house, which is connected to the shore by the corridor.
The shadows of the water marks and trees all around are staggered all over the shore, and the environment is elegant, which makes people surprised.
Everyone soon came to the front of the hut on the central island, and Ximen reluctantly walked into the house with a few men first, and Ximen Qing wanted to follow in. only to find that Ximen Yayu and several men were standing there.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Auntie, why don't you enter the ancestral hall, won't the Ximen family let women enter the ancestral hall?"
With an inexplicable color in her eyes, Ximen Yayu shook her head lightly and said: "It's not that I don't want to enter the ancestral hall, but I am not a person with the blood of the Ximen family, I am the righteous daughter of the old man, so I am naturally not qualified to enter the ancestral hall of the Ximen family." ”
It's true?
Ximenqing's eyes lit up, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
"That's great. ”
"You?"
The expression on Ximen Yayu's face became very ugly, and she frowned and continued: "Ximen Qing, don't you go too far? Although the old man is in the hospital, don't think that we can't control you." ”
Facing Ximen Yayu's anger, Ximen Qing suddenly smiled and said: "Don't be impatient, you don't look good when you're angry like this, I will definitely give you an explanation." ”
After saying these words, Ximenqing quickly walked into the house.
The door closed instantly.
Ximen looked at Ximen Qing helplessly and said, "Young master, please!"
Ximenqing immediately sensed the hostility of the other party, but he didn't understand what it meant. smiled slightly and said, "Third grandfather, it's better for you to come! It was just a joke just now, you won't embarrass the junior like this!"
Simon snorted helplessly, and came to the bookshelf in the room, and he didn't know what he had touched!
There was a creaking sound, and the bookshelf parted in the middle, revealing a long passage that stretched down at an angle of about forty-five degrees, and the group walked down the passage, turned another corner, and finally came to a bronze door.
Ximen reluctantly took out a key and opened the bronze door, and when everyone walked inside, Ximen Qing couldn't help but be surprised.
The gate was littered with gold, silver, and jewelry, and the walls were lined with sharp cold weapons. However, from Du Niang, Ximenqing knew that the weapons here were outdated, and now people mainly rely on the so-called hot weapons to kill people.
The group continued to walk for five minutes and saw another iron gate.
There were young men on both sides who pushed open the iron door vigorously, and only five or six people walked in.
As for the others, they should not be eligible.
When Ximenqing walked into the iron gate, there was a bang!
The iron door was shut.
The lights are on.
There are a number of tablets directly in front of it, apparently the ancestors of the Simon family.
Ximen had no choice but to quickly kneel on the ground and kowtow repeatedly, but at this time, Ximen Qing frowned, not only did he kneel on the ground, but even stood there with an ugly face.
The reason is simple, there is a glittering tablet in the center of the many tablets not far away.
There are three big characters written on the tablet: Ximen Qing.
And there is a line of small characters written below Ximenqing, during the reign of Renzong of the Great Song Dynasty.
Ximen Qing felt this awkwardness in his heart, he had checked the region on Baidu, his family was originally there, and Sifang City was at least thousands of kilometers away from there, he thought it was just a coincidence, but the three words on it proved that all the people here were his descendants.
That's bloody, isn't it?
Maybe it was because he didn't kneel, but the third master of Ximen suddenly grasped the reason and scolded loudly: "Ximen Qing, what are you doing? Why don't you kneel down for me and make amends to your ancestors." ”
Ximenqing glanced at the other party and said lightly: "Is this Ximenqing the big boss of Ximen Pharmacy during the Great Song Dynasty." ”
Simon was helplessly furious: "You, an unfilial son, dare to mention the name of your ancestor like this, it is simply unreasonable, if it is not for this ancestor to have an almost monopolistic economic power, how can our Simon family inherit it to this day." ”
Ximenqing was not angry, but said coldly: "Then why don't you worship him openly?"
"Ximen Qing, are you crazy? This ancestor is Ximen Qing, how can we ......?"
At this, the few people who were kneeling stopped talking.
Is it?
The corners of Ximenqing's mouth brought a touch of disdain, and then said coldly: "Since you think that it is a shame to have the ancestor of Ximenqing, you don't need to keep this tablet." ”
The voice did not fall.
A stone in Ximenqing's hand had already flown out, smashing the tablet to pieces.