Did the eldest daughter ascend the throne today?

The ancestral hall was brightly lit, and all the female members of the Ning family had come. They looked surprised and confused, and their hearts were beating fast.

"What happened?"

Everyone looked at each other, no one knew.

Madam Ning looked at the Ning sisters who looked uneasy, "Xiao Liu, do you know?"

Ning Liu's heart was beating fast. "How should I know? I just heard the summons from the Patriarch."

At this moment, a scream sounded not far away, "Let me go, let me go, you are so brave. I will drive you out, leaving no one alive."

"I am the wife of the Seventh Young Master and the wife of the General. Are you planning a rebellion? Huh?"

It turned out to be the wife of Mr. Ning Qishao. Her hair was disheveled and she looked like a madman. She was dragged over rudely by several female guards.

As soon as she saw Old Madam Ning, she burst into tears, "Grandfather, Ning Zhiwei has gone crazy. She actually treated me like this. You must kick her out of the Ning family. Her last name is not Ning. She doesn't deserve the last name."

Ning Liu's face darkened, "She doesn't deserve it? Two generations of Ning family heads have recognized her. Who cares whether you recognize her or not?"

She originally felt quite sympathetic towards the Seventh Sister-in-law, as there was suddenly another woman sharing her favor. However, she couldn't blame Ning Zhiwei no matter what.

"The master of the house has arrived."

Ning Zhiwei and Rong Jing came together. Both of them had indifferent expressions, showing no emotion, making it impossible to guess what they were thinking.

Madam Ning had a bad feeling, "Zhiwei, what's the matter that calls us here so late at night?"

Mrs. Ning Qishao's old and new hatreds all surged into her heart, and the blood in her body rushed to her head, "Ning Zhiwei, I am the future mistress of the Ning family, you are committing an insubordination."

The word "disobedience" made everyone silent. Who does she think of herself?

Ning Zhiwei glanced at her calmly, without any anger or joy, she was just a fool. "Open the ancestral hall."

At her command, the door of the ancestral hall slowly opened.

Ning Zhiwei walked in first, bowed three times, then turned around and said, "Fang, aren't you going to commit suicide in the ancestral hall? Come, come, I'll help you do it."

It was like a bolt of thunder, and everyone was stunned.

The Seventh Young Master’s wife was trembling all over, her face as pale as paper. “You… I won’t…” She was just trying to scare him.

Old Madam Ning closed her eyes. It was indeed Xiaoqi's wife who annoyed Ning Zhiwei.

"Little Seven Wife, why are you going crazy so late at night?"

The Seventh Young Master's wife was terrified, but she somehow found the courage to shout, "Ning Zhiwei, you are the one who caused this marriage with the Duan family. You should find a way to deal with it yourself. I won't allow Duan Xinyu to marry into the family. I won't allow it."

"If she marries me, I will die."

Ning Zhiwei looked at her coldly, "Whether it's suicide or hunger strike, it's only useful for people who care about you, but do you think I care about you?"

The Seventh Young Master's wife felt as if she had been kicked. She was angry and annoyed. Yes, Ning Zhiwei didn't care about her life or death at all.

Ning Zhiwei pointed at the crowd and said, "Who among these people cares about you?"

Another heavy punch hit Mrs. Ning Qishao's heart.

Madam Ning opened her mouth, but the words that came out of her mouth changed completely, "Zhiwei, stop talking, she was just confused for a moment."

Ning Zhiwei smiled coldly, with impatience between her eyebrows, "Someone actually thinks they can threaten me, who gave you such an illusion?"

These words were not just spoken to the Seventh Young Master's wife, but to everyone.

Madam Ning Qi Shao said confidently, "You are the head of the Ning family and have the responsibility to take care of everyone in the Ning family. If you force me to death, what will people in the world say about you? What will they say about the Ning family?"

She thought she had found Ning Zhiwei's weak spot, but unfortunately, she didn't understand Ning Zhiwei at all.

Ning Zhiwei was annoyed that they were confused and lost their minds after being instigated by others. Her patience was really limited. "Do you think I care? Besides, history is written by the victors."

The corners of her mouth raised slightly in a strange arc, "I was the one who wrote the Ning family's ancestral tree."

"What do you mean?" The Seventh Young Master's wife had a bad feeling.

"If I want to erase your name, it's easy."

Erase? The Seventh Young Master's wife was confused and couldn't help but anxious, "No, no, you can't do this."

There was a noise outside, and it was Young Master Ning being carried here on someone's back.

When the Seventh Young Master's wife saw him, she cried in grievance, "My husband, Ning Zhiwei bullied me, she wanted to force me to die."

Doesn't Ning Qishao know her character? He didn't believe a word she said, "Xiao Wu, are you okay?"

The Seventh Young Lady was furious, "She bullied me!"

Ning Zhiwei slowly picked up three incense sticks and lit them with a solemn expression.

"Ning Zhiwei, the sixth-generation head of the Ning family, is praying here."

"Ancestors, I, Ning Zhiwei, have taken over the position of head of the family from the fifth-generation head, General Ning Guangzhi. I will collect the remains of the generals who died in battle. I will endure torture and beat the drum to appeal to the king to redress the grievances of my family."

"Save the women of the Ning family, clear them of the charge of treason, and let the royal family, the civil and military officials, and the people of the capital give a grand funeral to the fallen Ning generals, and honor them after their death."

"I tried my best to dispel the king's idea of ​​wiping out the roots, and let the women of the Ning family escape from the capital safely. After traveling thousands of miles, they arrived in the northwest safely."

"No one was lost in this process."

As she spoke, everyone's expressions became more and more uneasy.

"I have preserved the bloodline of the Ning family. I am worthy of my ancestors, worthy of General Ning Guangzhi, and worthy of General Ning Lao."

Ning Zhiwei inserted three sticks of incense and let out a long breath, "So far, my mission is complete."

"Ning Xiu will step out."

Ning Qishao said solemnly, "Here we are."

Ning Zhiwei took out the jade ring, which was the token of the Ning family's patriarch. "From now on, you are the seventh generation patriarch of the Ning family. I hope you will inherit the Ning family's glory, protect the Ning family's glory, and continue the Ning family's glory."

Ning Qishao's eyes were hot and his vision was blurry. "Xiao Wu."

He didn't want it, but he knew that the position of head of the family was a heavy responsibility for Ning Zhiwei.

Ning Zhiwei put the jade ring on him personally and said, "From now on, the Ning family will depend on you."

She felt relaxed all over, no longer having to carry the entire Ning family.

The scene was silent, and everyone had different expressions.

Some felt anxious, some didn't know what to do, some were terrified, and some were secretly delighted.

The Seventh Young Master's wife was so happy that she wanted to beat the drums and gongs, "That's great, Ning Zhiwei, you are sensible."

"Pa." A slap came over.

The Seventh Young Master's wife covered her burning face, feeling angry and ashamed, "My husband, you hit me? You hit me for an outsider?"

Outsiders? It is hard to say who is an outsider. The closest relatives are husband and wife.

Ning Zhiwei doesn't care what the Ning family thinks of her. She just does what she should do as long as she has a clear conscience.

"The last thing I will do is to remove my name from the family tree myself. I will open a new branch of the family tree and start with the name Ning Zhiwei."

Well, she wants to be the ancestor and not be controlled by anyone!

What a courage! Rong Jing looked at her with surprisingly bright eyes. This was the person he liked.

The Seventh Young Master's wife's expression changed from time to time. Suddenly, she remembered what that person said and asked impatiently, "When will you return the Ning Family Army's military token?"

There was silence.