Chapter 22: Anger from the Fire
Hong Ze's cultivation of the forbidden law disrupted the selection of the 'Phoenix God List', causing all the candidates to be seriously injured, and the selection could not be continued, so they had to suspend it.
Inside the tribal 'council house'.
The patriarch was bloated and fat, sitting in the main seat, and the wooden chair creaked. Lihuo's expression was solemn, helpless, and he looked down at the ten cabinet elders sitting on both sides of the long wooden table, and Zuo Moujing was on his left.
The room was surprisingly quiet, and the elders sat around the long wooden table, their heads bowed, and they didn't even dare to breathe. Only one person had a high head, without a trace of timidity, indifferently playing with the two beast bone balls in his hand, and the beast bone balls rubbed and gurgled.
Look sideways from the fire, don't pick up.
Long.
Lihuo sighed helplessly, and said stupidly: "Let's talk about it, who can explain today's matter to me?"
Hearing the patriarch's question, the elders buried their originally lowered heads deeper, bowed their heads and remained silent, not daring to slant and peep.
"Bang!"
Lihuo was furious, and the long solid wood table that was directly slapped slammed "What's wrong? Are they all dumb? Aren't they all quite intriguing on weekdays? Now that something has happened, why hasn't anyone spoke?"
Lihuo's eyes widened angrily, and he suddenly got up and wandered in front of the wooden chair with his hands in his hands, and said in a vicious voice: "The ten-year 'Phoenix God List' is so sacred, it just makes a mere Hong Ze stir up, and all the Feng Clan warriors and warriors are injured, resulting in the selection being unable to continue." Seeing that the ancestral sacrifice is approaching, the great patriarch ordered me to go with the new Feng clan warriors this year, now that the situation is like this, how can I explain to the ancestral land?"
In front of the long wooden table, all the elders secretly looked left and right, looking at each other, even Jing Gong, who was good at flattery on weekdays, did not dare to say a word. There was silence in the room, and the atmosphere was very awkward.
"Jin Shan, you have the most ghost ideas, you come and tell me about it. β
Seeing that everyone was silent, he raised his eyes and swept everyone. Finally, his gaze fell on the elder who was wearing a long-haired gray dark animal skin coat and a slightly shorter body.
This person's name is Jin Shan, he is a treacherous, lazy and slippery, he has nothing to do, and he hides when he has something, no one can offend anyone, and he doesn't please anyone, and he maintains a neutral attitude. But this person is not a waste of firewood, Jinshan is particularly well-informed, so the tribe is known as a 'know-it-all'.
When Jin Shan heard the patriarch's roll call, he was stunned: "That... Patriarch, can I say it?"
"Bang!"
Lihuo, who was originally facing away from everyone, turned around suddenly, and slammed the golden sword on his waist on the long wooden table in front of him: "Let you say, you will say, what are you talking about!"
Lihuo suddenly slapped the golden sword down on the long wooden table, and everyone was caught off guard, and their frightened hearts rose to their throats.
βduang...... duang......β
The elder who had been indifferently playing with the beast bone ball, his hand shook, and the beast bone ball fell to the ground and smashed on the floor, popping up several heights, and the sound gradually faded.
"It's... It's..."Jin Shan trembled with fright, and his reply was already slurred.
"This..."
Jin Shan wiped the sweat from his forehead before he could speak.
The elder got up suddenly, picked up the beast bone ball that had fallen aside, returned to the long wooden table, crossed his hands in front of him, his eyes seemed to be looking at the bridge of his nose, and he deliberately raised his voice a little bit: "Seven days, isn't Hong Ze your righteous son?
The person who spoke was named Ling Yan, and among the ten cabinet elders, the prestige was on the high side. Every time the tribe deliberates, as long as Ling Yan speaks, there will definitely be people who stinky feet, I don't know if the other elders have no opinions, or if Ling Yan is a good person, in short, no matter what, for the patriarch Lihuo, Ling Yan is a threat after all.
You must know that since ancient times, most of the people who have high merit and cannot clearly position themselves cannot die well, this is not because the king is narrow-minded, but the law is that the majesty of the king cannot be violated.
"Eh, what Elder Ling Yan said, it reminded me, I remember that when Hong Ze first came to the tribe, it was you, Elder Seven Days, who walked into the gate of the tribe on your back, it seems that at that time, Hong Ze was not lightly injured, and he was covered with blood..."
"Oh, it's really as Jin Shan and Elder Ling Yan said, then isn't your seven-day elder raising tigers and harming the pond fish, and you are the culprit for today's seven-day incident. β
Elder Ling Yan stood up to speak, and all the elders chimed in.
"Yes, Hong Ze is my righteous son, this is well known in the tribe, and it is not an uncommon thing, so you don't have to wait for it. β
The person who spoke was Elder Seven Days, one of the elders of the tribal cabinet, who was honest and honest without a trace of scheming, was a down-to-earth person, and was even more obedient to the patriarch's words. There is such a big thing today, and three years ago, I really shouldn't have taken pity on Hong Ze for bringing him back to the tribe, so that the tribe fell into such a passive situation.
A simple voice came, and the patriarch walked away from the fire and followed the prestige, and was furious: "Silk... Seven days, you are so bold, I read that you are loyal and generous before you let you accept Hong Ze as your righteous son, how do you discipline you?"
Hearing what the patriarch said, he knew that the patriarch was speaking for himself, but he didn't know what to do, so he knelt down in front of the fire with a puff and pleaded: "Patriarch, I... I... Anyway, this matter started because of me, and I will wait for the patriarch to leave for seven days. β
Fools can hear it, and the meaning of the fire is that the seven days are only the fault of disciplining, and today's events have nothing to do with the seven days.
Hearing what Lihuo said, everyone was speechless, although Ling Yan thought about it, he didn't speak, he could only sit down slowly.
"Patriarch, you see, seven days is only a lack of discipline, and I hope that the patriarch will be lightly punished. Seeing Ling Yan sit down, Jin Shan could only smile awkwardly, and his words reversed.
"Yes, I hope the patriarch will be lightly dismissed. All the elders pleaded together, but Ling Yan did not speak.
"Okay, the elders don't have to intercede, which is right and which is wrong, the patriarch has his own conclusion in his heart, today's matter, that's it, you wait to retreat first. β
"Yes!"
Everyone got up and retreated, exhaling heavily, relieved.
Seven days hung his head and knelt stubbornly in place, with no intention of leaving.
An elder who was Lezheng passed by Qiri's side, and hurriedly patted Qiri's shoulder and asked him to get up and leave together.
Seven days of stubbornness, hard to be sorry, Le Zheng had no choice but to pick it up and prepare to leave.
"Wait!"
Lihuo's voice was low and slow.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned around and looked at Lihuo suspiciously.
Seeing that everyone turned around, Lihuo felt helpless, and said word by word: "I mean Elder Seven Days, etc..."
Ling Yan casually raised his eyes to look at Lihuo, then gave the elders another look, signaling to leave.
"You go too. Lihuo looked at Jing Gong beside him and said.
At this time, all the elders, except for the seventh-day elders, left the council house.
Outside the discussion room, three or five elders clinged to Ling Yan's side.
One of the elders, named Han Shi, lowered his posture slightly, leaned closer to Ling Yan's side, looked back with a thief's eyebrows, and said softly: "Elder Ling Yan, did you say that the dead fat man of the patriarch was deliberately shielding the old boy of the Seven Days?"
Ling Yan sneered and said, "Hmph... This dead fat man has no time to take care of himself, where does he have time to worry about other people's affairs, he is afraid that he will not be able to toss for long. β
"What do you mean by that?" asked Hanshi, puzzled.
Ling Yan stepped forward, and several elders followed: "The situation of my Feng clan is becoming more and more severe, and there are internal and external troubles. For thousands of years, the ancestral land has lost the capable, the talent is missing, and the other clans have continued to grow stronger and stronger, trying to annex my Feng clan one day. The 'Phoenix God List' was originally a ten-year event of my Feng clan, in addition to an affirmation of the merits of many Feng warriors, it was also for the ancestral land to cultivate more promising talents. At this time, it is the time when the talents of my Feng clan are scarce, and he has not been able to hand over the fat man as scheduled, how long do you think he can toss?"
"Hmph..." Ling Yan laughed loudly, but he didn't laugh, extremely cunning and insidious.
Everyone echoed and smiled coldly.
"Oh... If the fat man can't go to the ancestral land as scheduled, the great patriarch will be angry, and he will definitely blame him, at that time, Elder Ling Yan, aren't you the best choice for the next patriarch?" Han Shi looked at Ling Yan, and then at the few elders beside him: "At that time, I hope that Patriarch Ling Yan will carry him a lot." β
"Eh, you can't talk nonsense. β
Ling Yan smiled and patted Han Shi's shoulder, and walked away with his hands in his hands.