"Master." As soon as Jiang Li and the others walked into the mansion, two servants came up to them holding a set of mourning clothes.
"Huh..." Jiang Li took the mourning clothes and wore them outside. There was nothing he could do about it. Now that he had taken on someone else's identity, he still had to do what he had to do.
Huang Feihong and Ip Man next to them were much simpler, just wearing a circle of white cloth around their heads.
"Let's go." Jiang Li calmed down and took the lead towards the mourning hall facing the door.
In ancient times, it was important to lay the deceased in peace. At this time, the parents of the original owner had already restrained themselves and were buried, and only memorial tablets were placed in the mourning hall.
Suddenly, an old man in white mourning clothes saw Jiang Li in the mourning hall and walked over.
Seeing the old man, a memory appeared in Jiang Li's mind. The old housekeeper of the Jiang family, Gu Lin, had been serving the Jiang family for more than thirty years. It was correct to say that he had watched Jiang Li grow up.
"Master, you have to calm down when you go in. We'll talk about it later." Gu Lin came to Jiang Li's side and bowed slightly, with a hint of worry in his tone.
"Huh?" Jiang Li had doubts in his heart. He glanced at the mourning hall and suddenly understood.
"Uncle Lin, don't worry." Jiang Li sneered, held his head high, and strode into the mourning hall.
In the mourning hall, in addition to some servants responsible for burning paper, there were more than ten figures standing on both sides. When Jiang Li walked in, his expressions varied.
As if Jiang Li didn't see them, he walked straight to the center of the mourning hall, lit incense, and knelt down.
Jiang Shihua and Guo Yufeng, these are the names of the original owner's parents.
"Don't worry, since I have taken over this identity, I will definitely help you get revenge." Jiang Li said to himself as he looked at the two old photos hanging in the mourning hall. He could vaguely see what they looked like when they were alive.
When Jiang Li stood up, Huang Feihong and Ip Man also bowed each other, stood up and walked aside.
"call……"
The mourning hall became eerily quiet for a moment, and the gusts of wind blowing from outside made strange noises, rattling the white paper in the hall.
"Uncle Lin, take Feihong and Ah Wen to the back hall and ask someone to prepare some food and drinks. I'll be there in a moment." Jiang Li said to Gu Lin, who was standing aside with a worried look on his face. As he spoke, his peripheral vision stood in the mourning hall.
Everyone looked around and sneered slightly at the corners of their mouths.
"A Li..." Huang Feihong frowned slightly and looked at each other with Ye Wen, feeling a little worried in their hearts.
These people in the mourning hall obviously came with bad intentions, and they were afraid that Jiang Li would not be able to cope with it.
"It doesn't matter, you go over there first, I'll be back in a moment." Jiang Li shook his head at him.
Huang Feihong and Ip Man are not suitable to interfere in these matters.
"Alas." The two of them sighed and followed the old butler Gu Lin out. After a moment, they disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Suddenly, Jiang Li felt that the atmosphere around him became solemn.
"Tell me, what's the matter with you coming here now?" Jiang Li's body was as tall as a pine, standing like a pillar on the left side of the mourning hall. He looked at the more than ten figures of various sizes in the mourning hall and said, as his words fell, a condensed momentum appeared.
It gushed out from him, making the hearts of those present jump slightly.
More than a dozen people in the mourning hall looked at each other, and finally, a man in his forties walked out.
His name is Jiang Shimin, Jiang Shihua's younger brother, and also the second uncle of the original owner.
"Xiao Li, don't be so outspoken. No matter what you say, I am the same..."
"That's enough." A loud roar came from Jiang Li's mouth, and the thunderous voice instantly interrupted Jiang Shimin's words, making him tremble all over.
"Don't talk to me about old millet and rotten sesame seeds. If you have any questions, just tell me."
"You..." Jiang Shimin's face turned red with anger, and he looked ashamed and angry. He was yelled at by a young boy on the spot, which made him unable to get off the stage. Especially in full view of the public, it made him want to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
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How come this kid has changed so much after not seeing him for four years? In that moment just now, he felt as if he had met Jiang Shihua.
"Jiang Li, why are you talking to your second uncle? Do you know some rules?" Next to the man, a middle-aged woman in her forties couldn't help it, stood up and shouted at Jiang Li.
"Second uncle? It wasn't like that ten years ago. If it weren't for your surname Jiang, you wouldn't even be able to get in through this door today." Jiang Li sneered, scanning everyone's faces with a sarcastic look on his face.
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"Jiang Li, don't pretend to be confused because you understand. We are also members of the Jiang family. We must have a share of this family property." A young man about the same age as him stood up and said loudly.
His words seemed to light a fire, and other people around him also spoke one after another.
"Yes, don't think about swallowing up the family property alone. We also have a share."
"Jiang Shihua conspired to drive us out. Now that he is dead, we don't care about the past, but the family property must be divided."
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For a moment, the entire mourning hall seemed to have turned into a vegetable market, noisy and noisy.
"Presumptuous." Jiang Li yelled and immediately suppressed all the sounds.
"This is a mourning hall. You are not allowed to make noises. If you dare to make any loud noises, don't blame me for being rude."
Jiang Li's cold eyes scanned the mourning hall, and his eyes without any emotion immediately made everyone feel shuddered. They lowered their heads slightly, not daring to look at him.
"Oh, divide the family property, divide the family property, do you think I am a fool? Which law in the "Qing Dynasty Laws" says that people who are expelled from the family are eligible to receive family property?"
"This..." Everyone was speechless for a moment. The Qing Dynasty implemented a patriarchal system. Except for the king of heaven and earth and the law, the majesty of the family head was greater than anything else. Those who were expelled from the family had no right to obtain family property.
In other words, they are just causing trouble now.
However, they are not willing to give in. The Jiang family has been operating in Foshan for more than a hundred years, and its assets are so rich that people can drool. Especially those of them who have left the Jiang family know this very well.
When Jiang Shihua was alive, they didn't dare to do anything. Now that he is dead, they thought Jiang Li was young and easy to bully. They didn't expect that this kid has changed so much now.
"Come here, kick them all out. No one is allowed to come in from now on." They were speechless, but Jiang Li was not prepared to argue with them, so he felt sick after seeing them.
Immediately, several guards from the Jiang Mansion ran in and pushed the dozen or so people out.
"What are you doing?"
"This is too much, give it all to me... ugh..."
"Stop, I am from the Jiang family and your master..."
More than ten people were driven out by Jiang Mansion's guards, naturally reluctantly, and they immediately started shouting loudly.
"Jiang Li, you have to think clearly. The house under your feet is chosen by Mr. Jishan. If you don't know good and evil, sooner or later you will end up like your father and die in an unknown way."
Suddenly, Jiang Shimin, who was being dragged out by two guards, yelled at Jiang Li with red eyes.
"Stop." Jiang Li shouted and walked over with a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows tightly knitted together, staring at Jiang Shimin.
