Xiao Cui entered the yard and looked around. When she saw Xia Yan in the room, she walked straight in with raised eyebrows. Xiao Cui was wearing a purple cotton skirt and a pair of white feet with pink soft-soled cloth shoes. She was seventeen or eighteen.
She is quite handsome despite her age. But now in front of Xia Yan, she had an arrogant look, somewhat like a dog looking down on others.
"Xia Yan, the patriarch wants you to go to the conference hall immediately!" Xiao Cui walked into Xia Yan's room. Xia Yan ignored her and continued to write slowly on the rice paper with a brush. Xiao Cui glanced at Xia Yan and called out
There was no respect in Xia Yan's name and words. It was obvious that she did not regard Xia Yan as her master.
Xia Yan didn't care about this. He had lived in this forgotten corner of the Xia family for fourteen years. How could he care about the arrogant attitude of a servant?
"Yes, I understand." Xia Yan responded casually, but he was wondering in his heart why the clan leader asked him to go to the meeting hall. The meeting hall is such an important place, and even the more favored descendants of the family cannot enter at will.
of.
While Xia Yan was frowning and thinking, Xiao Cui slammed her hand on the table, startling Xia Yan who was lost in thought.
Xiaocui snorted lightly and said in a sarcastic tone: "Xia Yan, the clan leader asked you to go to the meeting hall, but you didn't go right away? Did you ask the clan leader to wait for you?"
At this time, Xiao Cui's tone seemed to be that his master was lecturing his subordinates. As a direct descendant of the Xia family, Xia Yan was not a subordinate who could boss him around even if he was not popular, right? Seeing Xiao Cui looking down on others like this?
, Xia Yan glanced at Xiao Cui coldly.
Xiaocui felt guilty when Xia Yan looked at her like this, and her fingers trembled slightly. Maybe she realized that she was weak, and she immediately muttered with a disdainful expression: "Humph, even a servant like this can't live here."
Do you really think that you are the master in your thatched hut? Look at her sick and sick look, just like that annoying woman."
The woman Xiaocui said she hated was naturally Xia Yan's mother. She had been in the Xia family for seven or eight years, so she knew Xia Yan's mother.
Xia Yan's face suddenly darkened, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he suppressed his anger and said: "Hey, even if I am weak, it is not difficult to kill you now. Xiao Cui, you know that even if I kill you,
In fact, it’s not a big deal. For a big family like our Xia family, even if a few servants die, no one will investigate!”
Seeing Xia Yan's sneer showing her white teeth, Xiao Cui felt panicked and took a few steps back. She looked at Xia Yan with panicked eyes and her chest heaved violently. She was really frightened by Xia Yan's words.
As if she was really afraid that Xia Yan would kill her here, she took a few steps back but still felt unsafe, so she walked out of the room with a look of horror on her face.
Xia Yan's expression just now was so scary!
Xiao Cui, who was standing outside the door, twitched the corner of her mouth a few times, as if she wanted to say something sarcastic, and looked at Xia Yan with flickering eyes. In the end, she didn't dare to say what she wanted to say, so she turned around and walked out of Xia Yan quickly.
The courtyard of words.
After Xiaocui left, Xia Yan also quickly collected the books on the table, straightened his washed-white and wrinkled gown, and ran out of the yard toward the meeting hall in the front yard of the Xia family.
"Is it because the patriarch asked me to go to the meeting hall because of my mother's spiritual position?" Xia Yan showed a hint of excitement on his face, thinking as he walked.
The Xia family's mansion is very big. It took Xia Yan half a cup of tea to walk from the huge backyard to the front yard. When he arrived outside the meeting hall, Xia Yan saw two uncles and masters in the family guarding the solemn meeting hall.
In front of the door, he calmed down and walked straight over.
"Two uncles, the patriarch asked me to come into the meeting hall to see him!" Xia Yan came closer and said respectfully.
The two elder uncles guarding the door glanced at Xia Yan and said to Xia Yan expressionlessly: "The clan leader and other elders are discussing matters inside. Don't talk nonsense when you go in. You may offend the clan leader or lose your life!"
Xia Yan said quickly: "Don't worry, uncles, I won't talk nonsense!"
"Creak!" The door of the red council chamber was opened, and Xia Yan stepped in with some fear. This was his first time in the council hall. The council hall was very grand, and there were not many furnishings in the room, but it gave people a sense of
There was a heavy sense of oppression. In the center, beside a huge table, sat the patriarch Xia Feilong and the nine elders of the Xia family who formed the highest power center of the family.
The third grandfather, Xia Changhe, was sitting among them, with no expression on his face at this time.
The patriarch, the first elder, and several other elders looked at Xia Yan, who had just come in, with a straight face, and their eyes seemed a little unhappy. When Xia Yan saw this, his heart trembled, and he thought, could it be that the patriarch and the others still refused to let his mother
When the spiritual tablet enters the ancestral hall, should it be placed with the father’s spiritual tablet?
"Xia Yan, your mother's spiritual tablet cannot be placed in the Xia family's ancestral hall. Your mother is not from our Dragon Continent, so she is not qualified to be a member of the Xia family." The patriarch's majestic voice said directly.
Scanning his sharp eyes, Xia Yan felt an aura with a huge sense of oppression coming towards him, making him feel helpless to resist, and even wanted to kneel down.
His frail body trembled slightly under the pressure. Xia Yan suddenly raised his head, gritted his teeth, and looked at the ten most powerful people in the Xia family present with fearless eyes.
"My mother is my father's wife, so why can't she enter the ancestral hall? The third elder also said that since my mother married my father, she is a member of the Xia family! Great elder, the third grandpa told me that you also think that the mother's spiritual tablet should enter the ancestral hall, right?
?" Xia Yan looked at the third grandfather Xia Changhe and the great elder Xia Lai.
"Bold!" The great elder suddenly changed his face. He glared and angrily slapped the table, stood up, pointed at Xia Yan and scolded.
"Xia Yan, don't mess around." The third elder, Xia Changhe, also frowned and looked at Xia Yan, with a hint of helplessness on his face. He tried his best, but was unable to do anything.
"Grandpa Third, my mother is not a bad person!" Xia Yan saw Xia Changhe acting like this, and his heart became cold. "Grandpa Third, you know your mother well. You know, my mother is really not a bad person. My mother said to me before she died,
Her last wish is to be with her father forever after her death. My mother has lived in the Xia family for nine years and has never done anything to harm anyone else!"
"Patriarch! Please, please let my mother enter the ancestral hall!" Xia Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and his hoarse voice was full of sincerity and hope. For the sake of his mother's spiritual place, Xia Yan was willing to do anything to enter the ancestral hall.
matter.
Xia Yan has been waiting for six full years. During these six years, Xia Yan's biggest wish is to realize his mother's dying wish. However, in the Xia family, he has no right to speak. No servant dares to
You can tell by the cold look on his face.
The clan leader Xia Feilong stared at Xia Yan and thought to himself, this young man does have an indomitable will, but unfortunately he is the child of that demon girl. The demon girl is from the Dark Night Continent, and among the nine elders of the family, only three elders agreed to
The spirit tablet of the witch was placed in the ancestral hall.