Farming and reading lady

"Ancestor, I was really wrong. I was extremely wrong. I shouldn't have been so cunning for such petty profits, and I shouldn't have looked down on that little girl just because she was young..." Mingcundao was crying as he made a deep self-examination to the elders of his family.

Ming Xuanji sat far away with a look of disgust, his impatience and dislike clearly written on his face.

The previous head of the Ming family, Ming Jingye, Ming Cundao's second uncle, had veins on his forehead throbbing wildly. He thought that after choosing an heir and handing over the burden, he could become his rich and noble old master. But... one day, he was leisurely drinking tea and listening to songs, and his cheap cousin Ming Xuanji, who never cared about anything, suddenly jumped out and scolded him. He scolded him so much that he was covered in dirt. Before he could catch his breath and find an explanation, Gu Yi from the Gu family came to ask for a huge debt. What debt? Such a huge sum. He was confused and stupidly asked him for an IOU. Haha, he was directly beaten by Ming Xuanji. He had never been insulted like this since he was a child. After becoming the head of the family, he wanted everything he wanted and was worshipped as an ancestor. He couldn't stand this. He risked his life to get justice.

So, the whole clan meeting was held. Before he could say a word, Ming Xuanji took out a small notebook and started muttering, "...Are your eyes covered with shit? How did you choose such an idiot? Are all the people in our Ming family dead? Let this rubbish hold our Ming family's face and rub it on the ground? You bunch of idiots are still happily acting as ancestors, and you can't hear how others outside are laughing at our Ming family, right?"

Then, Ming Cundao was brought up, and the tribesmen began to whisper to each other below. Then, his face began to turn into a palette of colors, blue, red, white and black, taking turns. He suddenly felt a lot of resentment towards his deceased brother. If he hadn't used his power as the eldest brother to pressure him to push Ming Cundao to the top, saying that the wealth should not flow to outsiders, but he obviously also had a son, and his son was more outstanding than Ming Cundao; saying that promoting talents should avoid relatives, isn't Ming Cundao his nephew? Without the pressure of his father, and his mother favoring his eldest brother and crying, making a fuss and threatening to hang herself, would he have to go through this today at his old age? Looking at the attitude of these tribesmen towards him now, he even wants to die.

Ming Cundao had never been so perceptive. He realized that crying to Ming Xuanji was useless, so he turned to his uncle: "Uncle, uncle, you must help me. I really am doing this for the good of the Ming family."

Looking at his nephew who was crying so hard that his face was covered with tears and snot, Ming Jingye resisted the urge to kick him to death. He turned around and looked at his son who had an extremely sarcastic and mocking smile on his face. He felt very bitter inside. Just because of that stupid guy kneeling, his son had only maintained superficial respect for him all these years. He was alienated from him and had only a little familiarity with the stranger. He looked around and made up his mind that he would never take the blame today. So, he cupped his hands and said to Ming Xuanji, "Uncle Thirteen, when the next head of the family was chosen, the ten elders all agreed with both hands."

"So... you want to pass the buck, right? Can you get rid of it? Do you dare to say that you, as the head of the family at that time, didn't contribute a bit to help this idiot to the position? There's something wrong with your mother's brain. She didn't know how to cultivate her own good son, but pushed this idiot to the position. You have good shoes at home, but you insist on licking other people's stinky feet. How dare you talk nonsense here?" Ming Xuanji sneered.

Ming Jingye saw his son's eyes turn red because of Ming Xuanji's words, and he suddenly became speechless. Even if he did not do it voluntarily at the beginning, the facts were obvious. What was the point of him saying more now?

Seeing that he was silent, Ming Xuanji did not continue to criticize him, but changed the target. He pointed at those elders with his hand and said, "What are you laughing at? You think I am a fool who only came here to pick on Ming Jingye, right? You selfish, sanctimonious hypocrites think that as long as you protect the interests of your own families, you will be fine, right? You have been elders for so many years, your brains have been replaced by pigs, and you can't understand the principle of "prosperity and adversity are all shared by all", right? Then what is the meaning of your existence? Our ancestors chose you elders just to lead all of us into the ditch, right? We have all fallen in, and you think you can laugh on the shore? You are obviously stupid roe deer, but you still think you are foxes. You are really a group of pathetic creatures without self-awareness."

His indiscriminate attack cursed all the elders, but what could they do? Ming Xuanji was a stubborn man and anyone who dared to confront him would end in bloodshed.

A group of quails took the position... Ming Xuanji was so annoyed that he pulled out the whip from his waist and, with a "snap", broke a table in the hall into two halves. Then he "snap" twice at Ming Cundao, who was kneeling on the ground, with the whip. Ming Cundao was in so much pain that he covered his head and ran away, screaming loudly. The volume was so high that it directly tore the sound apart, and everyone's throats were sore when they heard it.

Ming Xuanji snorted coldly: "Calling your woman Yingjiji is an insult to women."

The women standing nearby nodded repeatedly. They had never seen the head of the family in such an embarrassed state. There was no trace of his usual arrogance.

"Okay, I'm going to announce two things now: First, you must raise the money and pay back the Gu family's debt immediately. This matter will be borne by the ten of you elders and the two former and current family heads. You must share the burden equally, and no one is allowed to escape, otherwise I will make you spit out everything you have greedily taken over the years. Don't think I'm joking." Ming Xuanji glared at everyone.

The elders and the two heads of the Ming family: Does the word joke have anything to do with you?

He held up two fingers and said, "Well, all the clan members, go back and think carefully about what kind of clan leader you want. Once you have figured it out, come to me and vote for the clan leader you want. Whoever gets the highest number of nominations will be the next clan leader. Of course, if you want to form a clique again, I will make sure you are whipped to death."

As he spoke, he pointed at the bent table and Ming Cundao's clothes with whip marks on them, where his skin and flesh were turned inside out.

Everyone present shuddered. The ancestor was too cruel, and they didn't dare to seek death. Their little thoughts were instantly shattered. They should think carefully about who can shoulder the burden of the family. After all, the ancestor was right. They all rose together and fell together.

Ming Cundao's face suddenly turned pale. His grandmother and father, who had loved him so much, had passed away. His mother was weak, his uncle could not protect himself, and his cousins ​​had been holding grudges against him for a long time. No one would plan for him anymore. Thinking of this miserable situation, he cried even harder, and Ming Xuanji whipped him a few more times before he stopped.

Except for the Ming family, which was in chaos, the other eleven families were fine. However, not everyone was willing to pay such a large sum of money on their own, so there would certainly be no shortage of good shows.