Yuan Lai walked in the front, while Yuan Youyuan, Yuan Gaoxiao, Yuan Xiangxiao and other descendants followed behind.
"Yuan Lai, the eldest son of the Yuan family, pays homage to His Majesty the Empress and his father!"
Yuan Lai walked to the steps, knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully to the two people on the stage.
"Greetings to Your Majesty the Empress and Father!"
Yuan Youyuan, Yuan Gaoxiao, Yuan Xiangxiao and other twelve other heirs also knelt down and saluted Yaojin and Yuan Yangwei respectfully.
Yuan Yangwei nodded with satisfaction, looked at each other with the empress, and said, "Get up! Today is the battle for inheritance. Thirteen of you are all my heirs! No matter who loses or wins, when it's over,
We must admit that the one who wins in the end is the ultimate heir to my firm!"
"And after the final heir is determined, everyone else must follow the arrangements of that heir and cannot be resentful or think about revenge, you know?
Internal friction is the biggest original sin, which will destroy the foundation accumulated by our firm over the years!"
At this point, Yuan Yangwei's voice became serious and full of warning.
Yuan Lai quickly said loudly: "Don't worry, father, the inheritance dispute is a fair and just competition. No matter who loses or wins, I, Yuan Lai, will never have the slightest resentment or revenge for this. I am willing to use my inner demons to
oath!"
When the other descendants saw Yuan Lai's direct stance, they also expressed their stance one after another and swore an oath to their inner demons.
Yuan Yangwei looked at Yuan Lai with great satisfaction and said: "Okay! You are worthy of being a descendant of my Yuan family, so let's start the literary fight now!"
After saying that, Yuan Yangwei looked at the beautiful maid standing below, who nodded knowingly, held the tray in both hands, and came to Yuan Lai, Yuan Youyuan and other thirteen heirs.
"Thirteen young masters, inside this tray are thirteen jade slips placed by the president in advance. Inside are the contents of this literary battle. Young masters, please choose on your own!"
The voice of the beautiful maid is charming and soft, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
"My younger brothers and sisters, as the eldest brother, I naturally need to be more modest. It's up to you to choose these first!"
Yuan Lai turned around and looked at the other heirs, looking very gentlemanly.
Yuan Youyuan, Yuan Xiangxiao and others did not give in. They all reached out and selected a jade slip in the tray. It was only when there was only the last jade slip left in the tray that Yuan Lai picked it up.
Yuan Lai held the jade slip, his mind sank into it, and he silently examined the contents.
The same was true for Yuan Youyuan, Yuan Xiangxiao and others. For a moment, the hall was silent.
Yuan Yangwei and Empress Yao Jin sat silently at the top of the table, watching the thirteen people quietly checking the jade slips. The rest of the people on both sides of the central axis also remained quiet.
After all thirteen people had read the contents of the jade slip, they opened their eyes one after another, each frowning, looking thoughtful.
"There are more than ten small rooms on the left and right sides of the apse. There are paper, ink, pens and inkstones on the tables inside. If you have thought about it, write down the strategy you have thought of!"
"I'll give you two hours. When the time is up, whether you have finished your answers or not, you must give them to me for review. Do you understand?"
Yuan Yangwei pointed to the left and right sides and spoke in a calm and gentle voice.
"yes!"
Yuan Lai, Yuan Youyuan and others all bowed and immediately left to the left and right.
Yuan Youyuan headed to the right. After walking a few steps, he found a huge screen on the right. He walked around the screen and found that behind the screen were small rooms with wide open doors.
The area of these small rooms is not large, only about ten square meters, and they only contain a table, a chair and a bookshelf.
On the table, pens, inks, paper and inkstones are all available.
Yuan Youyuan walked into the nearest small room, and then the door closed automatically. He found that there was a layer of ripples at the door, waving faintly.
"After two hours, the restriction on the door will automatically dissipate. Now you can concentrate on your answers!"
At the same time, Yuan Yangwei's majestic voice sounded in the room.
Yuan Youyuan walked to the table and did not rush to write. Instead, he polished the ink first, then sat on his seat, picked up the pen and began to write silently on the rice paper in front of the table.
"President Yuan, how about the imperial master of our royal family be the correction officer for this literary battle?"
In the hall, Empress Yao Jin leaned lazily on her seat, glanced at Yuan Yangwei with her beautiful eyes and smiled lightly.
Yuan Yangwei smiled and said: "Since Her Majesty the Empress said so, it would be a bit unkind for me to refuse!"
Empress Yao Jin smiled sweetly and said: "Then it's settled! But it seems that President Yuan still has great confidence in that Yuan Lai! However, it has to be said that this Yuan Lai is indeed a bit
What a trick! I actually brought all nine of your heirs together!"
Yuan Yangwei couldn't help but laugh, with a hint of pride in his eyes, and said: "Yuan Lai, this kid, has never let me down since he was a child, and besides his martial arts talent, his other talents are amazing even to me! Wen Dou
He must be number one!"
Yao Jin curled her lips secretly. She was more optimistic about Yuan Gaoxiao. The Donglai royal family originally valued women over men, so when she saw a female genius like Yuan Gaoxiao, she was very optimistic.
However, she also investigated and found out that although Yuan Gaoxiao's talent in martial arts was great, his business, strategy and other literary aspects were unsatisfactory, and the gap between him and the top Yuan Lai was not small.
"Is the Grand Master here?"
Yao Jin said lightly.
Among the ranks of the Donglai royal family below, an elderly woman with silver hair in her hair walked out slowly and bent down to pay homage to the empress and Yuan Yangwei.
"After the results come out later, I have to trouble the Grand Master to make corrections!"
Yao Jin smiled warmly.
"Your Majesty, you're welcome, this is my duty!"
The old woman said respectfully.
Time passed by minute by minute, and two hours finally passed.
The doors of the small rooms on the left and right sides of the hall opened automatically, and figures walked out one after another.
Yuan Youyuan also walked out, holding a dozen pieces of thick rice paper filled with handwriting.
The same is true for other descendants such as Yuan Lai and Yuan Xiangxiao.
"That's right! Next, give what you have written to this old man. He is the Grand Master of the Donglai royal family. He is very knowledgeable and knowledgeable. He has always been able to evaluate the final scores you write fairly and impartially."
Yuan Yangwei pointed to an old woman below and said to the thirteen heirs.
"Yes! Please ask the Grand Master to take a look!"
Yuan Lai responded first and handed the thick stack of rice paper in his hand to the old woman.
The others were not to be outdone and handed the rice paper in their hands to the old woman.
The old woman refused to accept anyone who came, and collected all the rice papers belonging to the thirteen people in her hands, and then threw them into the air. The rice papers were divided into thirteen areas, and were listed in all directions of the old woman.
The old woman hunched over, silently looking at the contents of the rice paper hanging around, her brows relaxing for a while, frowning for a while...