Feng Yuanzhi came to preside over the funeral of Feng's family.
Feng Yuanji's direct son-that is, Feng Wuxie's father died young, and the eldest son of Feng Wuxie's direct son is gone.
Feng Yuanzhi, as the brother of the mother of Feng Yuanji's old Patriarch, is also the Patriarch of Lincheng Feng Family. It is most appropriate for him to come forward at this moment.
The Feng family is one of the four great families in Qing'an City, and this time the head of the family has passed away, so even after the foreign enemy's attack, the funeral was very grand.
There were so many people in Qing'an City who came to offer condolences.
Among them are Murong, Beitang, and Wang Clan, the people of these three aristocratic families!
There is an important part of the funeral. The children and disciples of the whole clan stand in order of status and kneel together to worship the dead elders—
As the heir, Feng Mingzhu should naturally stand at the top of the team and lead all the family members at this time.
Even the main daughter Feng Wuxie, in front of the heir Feng Mingzhu, should take a step back.
This is the custom of Qing'an City and a symbol of the status of the family.
However, just when Feng Mingzhu was about to lead his tribe to kneel down and worship the dead in the coffin—
"Hold on!" Feng Ziren yelled coldly, and said to stop, his tone was extremely ironic: "Mingzhu girl, your position is a bit wrong, right?"
Together with this sound, the audience is silent!
You know, there are many foreigners who participated in the condolences watching!
When Feng Ziren asked such things at this time, it was clear that he was dissatisfied with the position of Feng Mingzhu as the heir, and was deliberately attacking!
When Feng Wuxie heard this "uncle"'s question, his heart was stunned!
Feng Wuxie raised her eyes to look at Feng Mingzhu, but she happened to see Feng Mingzhu also showing her with his eyes—
After reading each other's eyes, the two of them tacitly understood.
Oh, how can they not know what Feng Ziren is making
He clearly felt that Feng Mingzhu was young and could be deceived, looking for opportunities, and wanting to snatch and succeed the position of Patriarch!
It's just-today is the funeral of the Patriarch!
Feng Ziren was also the concubine born to the owner of the family anyway. Now that his father has passed away, he is so careless, faceless and skinless. When the deceased's bones are still cold, he wants to seek his own interests!
Feng Wuxie smiled coldly, and before Feng Mingzhu could speak, he had already helped Feng Mingzhu first and refuted Feng Ziren:
"Heh, uncle, you said that the position of the beads is wrong, then how do you say you should stand? The first person to stand must have two rules, either the head of the family or the heir-don't tell us, it's yourself Want to stand in that position, right?"
Feng Ziren choked at Feng Wuxie, his face suddenly became cold, staring and humming:
"She is a member of Feng Mingzhu, a member of the Lincheng Feng family, who is not from my master's family. What qualifications are there to be elected heirs? And what qualifications are there to be the first to lead the family children
Feng Mingzhu had already turned around at this time, facing all the guests who came to express their condolences.
Facing Feng Ziren—
At this moment, she is dressed in plain clothes, no cosmetics, without hairpins and filial piety. At a young age, she is dignified, quiet and beautiful, without losing her majesty:
"Uncle, have you forgotten? The head of the family has personally passed on me as the heir of the Feng family in front of the whole family during his lifetime. Over the past few months, I have been acting as the head of the family and in charge of family affairs! And before the death of the family, the head of the family has already The sign of the family is handed down to me—"
With that said, Feng Mingzhu found the signet which had been kept properly, held it up in front of others, and then turned his gaze back to Feng Ziren:
"Uncle, do you still have objections? Are you questioning the Patriarch's decision, or do you have other plans?"
Speaking of the four words "There are other pictures", Feng Mingzhu's voice suddenly rose up, his tone was not polite!
—Since this Uncle Feng Ziren is in front of the guests, he does not care about the overall situation and deliberately makes things difficult for her, then Feng Mingzhu does not need to take care of his face!
"Heh!" Feng Ziren seemed to come prepared, sneered with disdain in his eyes, and said:
"I knew you would defend this way! But you are only an eighteen-year-old girl, and you did not win in the heir election ring! What qualifications do you have to inherit the family? Patriarch was deceived by others before he died. you!"
Confused
Hearing this word, Feng Wuxie couldn't help being furious, and laughed in anger:
"Oh, who is deceived? Speak clearly! I was the one who won the ring at the beginning, and I was the one who persuaded Grandpa to pass the position of heir to Mingzhu-you mean, Grandpa was deceived by me?"
Feng Ziren glanced at Feng Wuxie: "You admit it yourself, so I won't have to waste my tongue!"
There was a very obvious sarcasm in Feng Wuxie's eyes:
"Then, Feng Ziren—" She didn't even call the title Uncle, but directly called out his name: "When Grandpa was alive, why didn't you dare to jump out and say this?"
When Feng Ziren heard Feng Wuxie call his name directly, his face turned blue with anger:
"Niezhang! You are not filial or respectful by calling your elders by name!"
Feng Wuxie originally left Feng's house, experienced outside, and met a lot of friends. He only felt that the sky was wide and the earth was wide and free. She didn't expect to experience the death of her loved ones one after another. She returned to Feng's home again. Virtue!
But, has she ever been afraid
It's ridiculous!
"If you don't call your name, do you still want me to call your uncle?" Feng Wuxie retorted unceremoniously, "You deserve it too?"
At first sight, Feng Ziren seemed to want to start and slap Feng Wuxie in the face—
However, Feng Wuxie didn't dodge either, just staring at him so straight!
The aura that seemed to be murderous made Feng Ziren feel a little terrible!
He raised his hand for a long time and didn't dare to fall, and eventually even trembles a little, so he has to fall down in disbelief...
However, after a while, Feng Ziren seemed to have thought of something again, and said loudly:
"This one
Now and then! Feng Mingzhu is still young now, and neither experience nor ability is enough to convince the public. When the Patriarch is alive, she can still guide her and experience her, but now that the Patriarch has suddenly passed away, she is no longer suitable to inherit the Feng Family! It is the best policy to have an elder who knows the Feng family better to manage the Feng family! "
When Feng Wuxie heard this, he was almost exasperated again:
"Know the elders of the Feng family better? Are you talking about yourself?"
Feng Ziren was choked again, his heart choked with anger.
At this moment, Feng Yuanzhi, who was in charge of presiding over the funeral, gave Feng Ziren a faint glance, then looked at the guests who were onlookers to express their condolences, and said coldly:
"Ming Zhu is indeed young and lacks experience, but as the head of the Lincheng Feng Family, I will respect the wishes of the elder brother before his death and help teach Ming Zhu. This, Feng Ziren, don't worry!"
Feng Ziren was still dissatisfied after hearing this, and looked for a reason again: "But she is a collateral branch of the family -"
"Uncle."
After calling this sound, Feng Mingzhu, who had not spoken for a long time, finally spoke slowly:
"As the elders of the Feng family, you must know that the choice of heirs has always been in accordance with the intentions of the Patriarch, and those who are able live there. Since the Patriarch is passed on to me, then I must think that Feng Mingzhu is capable of leading the Feng Family. Uncle, you are making a lot of noise in front of the master's coffin at this moment. What is it
"It's a good one!" Feng Ziren snorted: "You can tell me, what are you capable of, and what have you brought to the Feng family?"
He didn't believe it, he couldn't compete with this little girl today!
Feng Mingzhu and Feng Wuxie looked at each other—
Feng Wuxie nodded.
So Feng Mingzhu slowly said:
"As the acting patriarch Feng Mingzhu, I led my family members to participate in the National Spiritualist Competition and won the first place!"
With these words, the whole hall was in an uproar!
Everyone was stunned!
Because the news from the capital has not reached Qing'an City, everyone here doesn't know it!
Feng Ziren was also shocked when he heard this!
Then I thought about it, but then realized-how is it possible? Feng Mingzhu, a dead girl, must be lying!
"Nonsense!" Feng Ziren yelled, "You dare to lie in front of the coffin of the Patriarch! You said that you won the first place for the family? Okay, what about the messenger of the capital? What about the imperial edict for rewards? Why did I not see it???"
After a pause, Feng Ziren asked the rest of the family:
"How about you? Have you seen the messenger and the edict of reward?"
No one else has seen it, so they all shook their heads in confusion.
Seeing such a scene, Feng Ziren felt very proud:
"How? Feng Mingzhu, everyone can prove that you are lying! What else can you say?"
Feng Mingzhu's face was cold and she didn't say a word.
It just happened at this moment—
An attendant in the courtyard announced loudly:
"Passing fate to your lord—"
(End of this chapter)