Female household head? Chen Taizhong looked at Jiang Zijing in surprise, thought for a moment and then replied, "Although I think it is more appropriate for a man to be a household head, since a man can do it, a woman should also be able to do it."
This is true. Chen Taizhong is a bit chauvinistic, but after all, he was promoted in a place that claims to have "equality between men and women." It doesn't seem impossible for a woman to be the head of the household...
"You..." Jiang Zijing curled his lips and stopped talking.
"There are people whose ancestors are also saints," Chen Taizhong snorted coldly, but he thought of Shen Qiangwei, the ancestor of the Shen family.
Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard faint laughter coming from next door. He couldn't help being stunned for a moment, "Who are the people living next door? Why are they joking in such an occasion?"
"He is also a distinguished guest of my Shen family," Jiang Zijing replied in a muffled voice, with no trace of anger on his face.
This was strange. He was so arrogant when attending a funeral. Chen Taizhong was puzzled, but he didn't care about it. It was none of his business in the first place, so he just waited to fulfill his promise.
At noon the next day, Jiang Zicheng came to visit him. As soon as he entered the door, he bowed deeply and said, "Senior, I am very honored and grateful that you can come here in time."
"I thought there was something urgent," said Chen Taizhong, who was a little unhappy. "It made me rush all the way...what happened?"
"Senior, I ask you to defend yourself against the powerful men who are coveting the Jiang family," Jiang Zicheng said with a hand, "The ancestor has fallen, and the only middle-level immortal of the Jiang family is Brother Zizhen, so his deterrent power is limited."
"This kind of promise?" Chen Taizhong was dumbfounded. He frowned after a long time. "There must be a deadline, isn't it just a map? How long do you plan to tie me to it?"
"We haven't had time to discuss it yet. After all, I'm currently busy with my work," Jiang Zicheng sighed with an apology on his face, "Actually, what I meant was to kill a mid-level spirit fairy to intimidate others, but I haven't chosen the target right now."
"Hurry up," Chen Taizhong smacked his lips impatiently. He wanted to be angry. But considering that the ancestor of the other party's family was dead, he didn't bother to care.
That night, Jiang Zizhen, the only middle-level spiritual immortal in the Jiang family, came to visit and expressed his gratitude to the distinguished guest in a concise and concise manner. It was obvious that he was in great grief.
The next day, the ancestor of the Jiang family held a funeral. The ceremony was complicated, and tens of thousands of relatives came to pay their respects. Chen Taizhong did not follow him, but the various noises outside made him unintentional to practice, so he simply came out to observe.
When he saw the large ceremony stage, he remembered that the customs in the Fenghuang Realm were similar to those in the Earth Realm. When participating in weddings, weddings, and various celebrations, you had to follow suit.
There were also some fireworks bombs in his Sumeru Ring - when he ascended, he really packed a lot of inexplicable things.
But he didn't know. Is it appropriate to give such a thing at this time? Think about it. He also looked at the list of gifts given by others. Many of them were ten middle spirits, one high spirit, etc.
There were many, and there were even ten spirits. Chen Taizhong thought about it and touched ten spirits. He thought to himself that this was a big loss. I only made two spirits from selling tickets, so I lost it all at once. Eight spirits went out.
A gift list for ten gods is extremely rare, especially since it is a gift given in a personal capacity and is not a ceremonial exchange between families.
In fact, this is the death of the ancestor of the Jiang family, and the death of a middle-level spirit immortal. I don’t know if there are ten high spirits.
Then he took out a jade box from the storage bag and put ten pieces of the Holy Spirit into it. He also took an empty gift list from the side and wrote a few big words, "Ten pieces of the Holy Spirit - here to fulfill the promise."
The person in charge of sorting out the gift list was also paying close attention to his movements. Seeing that this person did not prepare the gift list by himself, but still brought out ten yuan for the spirit, he walked over and said, "Huh? Your guest has not signed the payment yet."
"It's settled," Chen Taizhong pushed the jade box over and said impatiently, "If you know, you will know."
Seeing that he was in a bad mood, the Jiang family did not dare to ask more questions, but secretly kept it in their hearts.
The funeral took place all day long, and that night, the village became much quieter. Unexpectedly, after nightfall, Chen Taizhong had just had dinner and was about to meditate when someone came to visit him.
The one he was visiting was an eighth-level wandering immortal and an acquaintance—the deacon of the Jiang family in Taozhi Town. His ancestor had died and he would definitely come back.
He cupped his hand and said, "My mistress invites you to go to the clan meeting hall to discuss matters."
"The clan assembly hall?" Chen Taizhong frowned, "Can an outsider like me enter?"
Why did he hear it, and why did he feel that he was trying to trick Lin into rushing into the White Tiger Hall, and what he saw was... the mistress?
The eighth-level wandering immortal replied with a low eyebrow, "As long as the mistress invites you, you can enter."
"Lead the way," Chen Taizhong raised his chin and said to himself, I want to see what tricks you can come up with.
The man said nothing more, turned around and walked away, neither fast nor slow. After a while, he arrived at the square. Next to the square was a large courtyard, with guards guarding the entrance.
The two guards were also eighth-level immortals. When they saw the two of them arriving, they stretched out their hands to stop them, "Jiang Erfu, this is the clan's meeting hall. The clan elders are discussing matters inside. Why did you bring outsiders here?"
Chen Taizhong has never taken off the mask on his face since he entered Jiangjiaying. Some people know that he is a distinguished guest, but only a handful of people know his true origin.
The two guards knew that although the masked man was an outsider, he was also a distinguished guest, so they did not speak too much.
"I have a letter from my mistress," Jiang Erfu took out an object and waved it in front of the two people.
The two guards looked at each other, and one of them hesitated and said, "Lend the oracle to me for safekeeping first. If nothing happens, the oracle will be returned to you."
Chen Taizhong commented secretly in his heart that the situation in which Lieutenant Gao harmed Lin Chong was a little more clever.
He didn't know why, but he always felt that the guy in front of him had bad intentions, but he wasn't afraid of the so-called talented people who were bold.
Unexpectedly, after walking through a screen wall and a moon gate, a majestic hall appeared in front of me. The hall was brightly lit and there were guards patrolling around.
When they saw the two people entering, a guard ran over and asked in a low voice, "Who are they?"
Jiang Erfu didn't care, and shouted loudly, "Mother, the distinguished guest has been invited."
There was silence in the hall for a moment, and a clear voice answered, "Please come in, distinguished guest."
Chen Taizhong was puzzled, but with a calm expression on his face, he walked towards the hall step by step. When he reached the door of the hall, the door suddenly opened, revealing the figures of more than a dozen people inside.
The person who opened the door was a second-level spirit immortal he didn't recognize. He waved his hand at him and tried his best to smile, "Please come in."
Chen Taizhong's doubts became more and more intense, but he still entered the hall without hesitation.
There were more than thirty people sitting in rows in the hall. Jiang Zizhen and a woman who was a second-level immortal were sitting in the center. Next to them were Jiang Ziqin and six other immortals. The others were all ninth-level immortals, and all the eighth-level immortals were extremely powerful.
few.
In the corner of the hall, there were four immortals sitting there, Shu Yun was prominently among them - these were probably worshipers and guests.
After scanning for a week, Chen Taizhong spoke slowly, "I wonder what you have done for calling me here?"
There was silence in the hall, and a young ninth-level immortal muttered softly, "Who called you? The Jiang family is discussing something... Is your surname Jiang?"
His voice was very soft, but the hall was eerily quiet, so the sound reached everyone's ears.
Chen Taizhong glanced at the ninth-level wandering immortal, then at Jiang Zizhen, and chuckled, "Is this a problem with your Jiang family's tutoring, or is your Jiang family's intention to amuse me?"
"Since I have offended a distinguished guest, I will receive twenty of my family's staffs after the clan meeting," Jiang Zizhen said coldly, then stood up and cupped her hands at Chen Taizhong, "Your tutor is not strict, which makes you laugh."
The woman also stood up and bowed to him, "I invited you to be your distinguished guest. I didn't discuss it with everyone else. Please come."
"It doesn't matter," Chen Taizhong shook his head and spoke in a deep voice, "I'm also confused. My surname is not Jiang."
When these words came out, it was reasonable to say that there should have been whispers, but with so many people present, no one spoke, which shows that the Jiang family's family tradition is still very strict.
"The Jiang family is in a precarious situation, and we still need the protection of our distinguished guests," the female spirit fairy bowed again, "The Jiang family has three cards of the same heart. Only you, who have traveled thousands of miles to support me, are so kind and benevolent that I dare not forget them."
At this time, people in the hall lost their composure and made sounds like "eh", "ah", etc. one after another.
"Remember to reimburse me for travel expenses," Chen Taizhong walked to the side and pulled up a stool to sit down. "You can continue to discuss it."
"The ancestor has fallen, and the Jiang family is in great crisis," the female spirit fairy said slowly, "As you said... the position of the head of the family cannot be delayed any longer."
The corner of Jiang Zizhen's mouth twitched, and then she sighed softly, "Sister-in-law, we can close the door and talk about family affairs slowly."
"I also want to close the door and speak slowly." Upon hearing this, the female spirit fairy raised her hand and slapped the table, her eyes widened, "Our ancestor's bones are still cold, but instead of resisting foreign aggression, you want to fight for the head of the family... What's the point of fighting for the head of the family?
Yes? Ancestor has already decided!"
This is really your Jiang family's housework! Chen Taizhong was a little dumbfounded when he heard this. Why did you ask me, an outsider, to come here?
"Since sister-in-law, you are not afraid of making the family scandal public, then I will tell you the truth," Jiang Zizhen sighed helplessly again, "When my ancestor died, it was my turn to retire behind the scenes, but the abandoned child...can I support the Jiang family?"
As he spoke, he looked at an eighth-level female immortal.
Chen Taizhong had seen this female wandering fairy before. She was the frail girl who welcomed him in when he came to Jiangjiaying. At that time, she just bowed deeply and didn't say a word.
As the mistress and Jiang Zizhen quarreled, he gradually understood the whole story.
More than twenty years ago, the head of the Jiang family, Jiang Ziheng, disappeared mysteriously while safeguarding the interests of the family. The fortune-telling card showed death. Jiang Jingtao invited people to take revenge. A friend died and he was seriously injured by poisoning, but he finally took revenge.
The ancestor then made a rule that if Jiang Ziheng's only son becomes a spiritual immortal, he will be the head of the family.
Less than five days after the rules were established, Jiang Ziheng's only son was accidentally splashed with poisonous blood while serving his ancestor. The child, who was just five years old, died!
(First update in September, please give me a guaranteed monthly pass.)