There were three people sitting in the ancestral hall. When Xia Zhaoyi entered, two more people came from outside, making a total of five people.
The hall is not big, but it is full of light. The neat and square double-leaf window on the right hand side looks like it was newly cut.
The floor was covered with a whole piece of patterned bamboo felt, and there were patches in several places. The patches were deliberately pressed down with furniture to cover them up.
Along the walls are many old and new tables, with vases, calligraphy and paintings of various styles displayed on them.
There is a red lacquered wood desk near the east window, which is covered with scriptures, plain slips, and a large volume of calligraphy. It is very messy.
The branch leader looked around happily.
Except for the man sitting in the first seat, who is about fifty years old, the others are all about forty years old, wearing plain clothes. Only the man sitting next to the right has a fat head and big ears, and the other four are all skinny and thin.
One of them had been staring straight at Xia Zhaoyi since she came in, his eyes were shining, and he did not hide his desire for a young woman.
This look made Zhi Changle really want to go over and pluck out his eyeballs.
Master Zhan Qi was sitting at the front seat, squeezing his beard and looking at the three people who came.
The militiaman was right. This demeanor was indeed unusual for ordinary people, especially this young girl. She had a demeanor that could be seen at a glance even if she was thrown into a sea of people.
No wonder his brother's eyes were straight. Master Zhan Qi glanced at Master Zhan Ba who was standing aside.
"...Which one is the general?" Zhi Changle asked.
Master Zhan Qi coughed lightly.
Mo Wuye on the side spoke at the right time: "Who are you? What kind of deal are you here for? What kind of food are you sending?"
"Which one is the general?" Lao Tong was also confused.
"I am the mighty general," Mo Wuye said, straightening his chest, and then introduced Zhan Qiye, "This is our mighty general!"
Xia Zhaoyi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked towards Mr. Zhan Qi, who was sitting at the head.
"Pfft!" Lao Tong couldn't hold it back.
"...general showing off?" Zhi Changle thought of something and looked at Xia Zhaoyi, "Ah Li, that's not your second brother Xia..."
"Why are you laughing!" Mo Wuye shouted at Lao Tong unhappily.
"What do you call this lady?" Master Zhan asked.
"Which general are you?" Zhi Changle asked him.
"This is a general of chariots and cavalry!" Zhan Baye said, raising his hands and bowing like a Confucian scholar.
"..."
Zhi Changle looked at Lao Tong, showing an expression of disgust that was about to burst into tears.
Lao Tong swallowed hard and whispered in Xia Zhaoyi's ear: "Ah Li, if you don't want to forget it, let's find another one."
"What do you call this lady?" Mo Wuye repeated what Zhan Baye said.
"My name is A Li," Xia Zhaoyi said, "the pear of Li Hua."
Master Zhan's heart was moved when he heard this voice. The timbre was as pleasant as ice beads falling on a jade plate. The voice was strong and clear, which was not in line with her slightly delicate appearance.
"Miss Ah Li lives up to her name, she is as snowy as pear blossoms!" Zhan Baye said.
"Then please introduce who you are!" Zhi Changle shouted.
Master Zhan then looked at Master Mo.
Mr. Mo Wu stood up and introduced the five people present one by one.
Apart from Master Zhan Qi and Master Zhan Ba, the other two people who have just arrived are Master Lin San and Master Zhan Jiu.
The fattest one is Master Lin. He has a fat head and big ears. He is as big as the seventh, eighth and ninth sons of the Zhan family put together.
It can be heard from the words that these five people are basically the "adults" currently elected by the three villages in Qingxiang Mountain.
As well as the status of general, they probably also sealed it themselves.
While talking, a girl's voice came from outside: "Dad! That venison has gone bad after being stored for a long time and cannot be eaten!"
Master Zhan Qi frowned and glared at Master Lin.
The fat Mr. Lin had a look of pity on his face and shouted: "Hey! Got it, I have something serious to do!"
Zhi Changle looked at him silently, then looked at the girl next to him silently.
Xia Zhaoyi is looking at Mr. Lin.
"It's your turn!" Mo Wuye said to Xia Zhaoyi, "Who are you?!"
Xia Zhaoyi then turned his eyes and looked at Mo Wuye.
A pair of eyes that were too clear and calm beyond his years, Mo Wuye suddenly felt unnatural: "The girl's name is A Li, where are these two people?"
"My name is Lao Tong, and his name is Zhi Changle!" Lao Tong said.
Zhi Changle no longer intends to speak.
Xia Zhaoyi said: "Master Mo Wu, is your ancestor the Marquis of Anshun? It has been five generations since you moved from Tangzhou?"
Mo Wuye's eyes widened and he was confused. His tone was a little restrained unconsciously: "How did the girl know?"
"Master Zhan Qi, Master Zhan Ba, Master Zhan Jiu," Xia Zhaoyi turned to Master Zhan who was sitting in front of him, "Are you descendants of Duke Chongjun of the previous chapter?"
Master Zhan Qi stood up and took a step forward: "How do you know?!"
"So, your ancestors moved north here during the Tianning period, and they are collateral descendants of the Zhan family."
Master Zhan Jiu said "Hey": "Young lady knows so clearly!"
Xia Zhaoyi smiled slightly: "I'm going too far. I came here today because I want to rent a space and hire some people to help me make a military weapon. The reward is up to you, whether it is food or gold and silver."
"Leasing," Zhan Qiye frowned and looked at several others, "Who assigned you to come here?"
"No one can assign me."
"Miss Ali," Zhan Baye said, "you mean, you make it for yourself?"
"Um."
"This..." Several generals looked her up and down, feeling quite strange.
"We want to hire three hundred people," Lao Tong said. "If we rent seven acres of mountain land, we can deposit money to you first! And when we rent here, we must keep it safe. If anyone comes to deal with you, leave it to us."
Got it!"
"That's true," Mo Wuye couldn't help but said, "Heh..."
"Dad!" The girl's voice outside sounded again at this time, "Are you okay? I've steamed the meat. It won't taste good later!"
Master Zhan Qi glared at Master Lin angrily.
Mr. Lin chatted and looked outside: "Hey, you go first! Go quickly!"
"What are you doing!" the girl shouted.
Support the forehead with joy.
"There is no loss to you!" Lao Tong continued, "You think about it, are you waiting for death if you stay here?"
"Why are we just waiting to die?" Zhan Jiuye shouted excitedly.
"What do you mean by this, waiting to die?" Master Zhan said displeased.
"So, what's your last name?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.
The gentle and calm voice made Mr. Zhan's heart itch again, and he said softly: "Miss Ali, don't you know that our surname is Zhan? We are still descendants of Duke Chongjun."
I mention this with a bit of pride. Although I am almost seven generations old, I am already a side branch of a side branch.
"What Ah Li means is, your surname is Tian Dayao, or your surname is Song Zhiyi, Song!" Lao Tong said speechlessly.
"Song Zhiyi and Tian Dayao have been fighting in Youzhou for a long time, and they will always end up fighting here. If your surname is Tian, you will be fought by Song Zhiyi. If your surname is Song, Tian Dayao will not let you go. What will happen to the Weiping Mansion that has been unable to win for a long time?
, several generals should have seen it." Xia Zhaoyi said.
