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Chapter 296 Nine-tailed fox

Carrying Best, Lingping returned to the village safely.

At the entrance of the village, he met the old village chief who was rushing back with a load of grapes.

"Uncle Zhang..." He immediately stepped forward with a smile.

"Young Master..." When the old village chief saw Lingpingan, he immediately became happy: "You are back..."

Lingpingan said: "Uncle Zhang, I told you... there is no need to bother..."

"I can just pick the grapes myself when I come back..."

The old village chief smiled honestly and said: "Young master, how dare I let you do such rough work in the mountains?"

"Besides...you are not familiar with this mountain..."

Lingpingan was stunned when he heard this.

That’s right too…

He rarely comes back. If there are no road signs, he may not even know how to get back to the village.

So, he said: "Uncle Zhang... let me choose..."

He said he would take over the other person's burden.

The other party immediately shook his head: "Young Master, just let me pick one at home..."

Lingpingan looked helpless.

Although, it is already the information age.

However, there are still a lot of feudal remnants left over from the Federal Empire.

Fortunately...

The new generation of young people have all grown up.

The knowledge and vision of young people living in the mobile Internet era are not comparable to those in the past.

With these thoughts in mind, Lingpingan heard the old village chief say: "Young Master, it just so happened that the two boys from my family came back today..."

"Wait a minute, I'll tell them to come and see you..."

Lingpingan's face changed drastically, and he immediately waved his hand and said: "It's no need to meet..."

"Uncle Zhang..." he said earnestly: "Now, it is already the 1940s of the twenty-eighth century of the Republic Era..."

"Those old tricks, let them go..."

Lingpingan still remembers the scene when he was a child, when he went home with his parents, and several elderly people came to the door with their whole family.

When meeting someone, bow down, pay homage with a big salute, and say "little master".

He didn't understand it when he was a child, so he just accepted it.

Now that he has grown up, it is really difficult for him to accept that there are still such feudal remnants in the new era.

Moreover……

Even in the feudal era, weren't there still old kings who flew into the homes of ordinary people?

The Lao Ling family no longer lived in the village decades ago.

It no longer provides any protection to the old subordinates and subordinates in the village as it did in the past.

Since they have not taken responsibility, then, even according to the rules of the feudal era, these old people have every reason to refuse allegiance!

This is a tradition that started two thousand years ago.

Han Xin repaid his kindness with a thousand gold coins.

This is because, in ancient times, eating the emperor's salary and being loyal to the emperor were the only things.

To eat your food, I have to sacrifice my life for you. Han Xin didn't want to sacrifice his life, and he didn't want to be whipped by public opinion, so he had no choice but to compensate him with thousands of gold!

Therefore, neither emotion nor reason nor spiritual peace can accept it.

After all, if he accepts this model.

According to tradition, we also assume obligations and responsibilities.

What duties and responsibilities?

Protect, shelter and provide privileges to your subjects.

In this modern era, this basically means that he has to take on the responsibility of finding jobs for these families, arranging partners, and educating their children.

Does he have such ability?

No!

Even if there is, is he willing to do it?

Reluctant.

If you have the time and effort, you might as well play more games and write a few chapters of novels.

However, the old village chief said with a smile: "Young Master, what you said is wrong..."

"The Zhang family salutes the Ling family..."

"This is a two-hundred-year-old tradition..."

"You can't destroy this tradition!"

Just as Lingpingan was about to say more, the old village chief was already carrying grapes and walking towards the Ling family's ancestral home.

As he walked, he said to Lingpingan: "You don't need to persuade me about this matter anymore!"

"By the way..." He seemed to have thought of something: "Young Master, I just told Luyuan Company..."

"The contract for your more than two hundred acres of land will not be renewed next year..."

"This matter should be completed in the next two days..."

"That's it..." he asked: "What are your plans after these lands are no longer leased to Luyuan?"

"You have to do as I say..."

"You might as well plant these lands yourself..."

"My boys will take care of it here for you..."

"The money you make every year is guaranteed to be several times more than renting it out!"

When Lingpingan heard this, his head suddenly felt heavy.

If this goes around and around, doesn’t it mean that we are going back to the past pattern?

The Ling family is the landlord and the master.

Then a shoulder raised the hopes of several families.

But the problem is that this past production relationship and production model went bankrupt more than a hundred years ago.

Rapid industrialization destroyed all old production relations and social models.

Landlord?

How many steam engines does the landlord have?

So, he smiled and replied: "Uncle Zhang... I don't want to be in so much trouble..."

Only about two hundred acres of land...

The annual output benefit is worth millions.

After deducting labor, water, electricity and input, how much is left?

"You can find a company for me and rent it out..."

"Actually...if you want..." Lingpingan said, "Then I'll rent it to you..."

"Just the original price..."

Anyway, the profits from those lands are donated.

Donate to the fixed ‘Federal Empire Nature Conservation Foundation’ for ecological and environmental protection and management.

When the old village chief heard this, he knew that he could not persuade the young master.

He sighed inwardly.

But there was still a simple and honest smile on his face: "Young Master, in this case, I won't advise you..."

"It's just that you must meet my boys..."

The establishment and reaffirmation of relationships between each generation is very important.

Its importance is even higher than life!

Especially for his family, this is even more true!

Lingshi is more than just a lord!

It’s also where faith lies!

However, this little master has always resisted such a thing.

If it weren't for his ancestors' instructions, he would have taken his children and ran to the city to pay homage.

Thinking of this, in order to increase his persuasiveness, the old village chief said seriously: "This is not just my request..."

"That's what Baoguo Gong meant..."

"Please don't refuse!"

Lingpingan listened, pursed his lips, shook his head and sighed: "Uncle Zhang..."

"I'm not as great as my ancestors!"

According to what Lingpingan's parents told him.

The old village chief's house was the nursing home of the Ling family a long time ago.

It's the kind of person in the movie who stands guard with a knife handle on the high wall of the landlord's house.

When the ancestor of Lingpingan joined the army and went to the liberation battlefield of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, the children of the Zhang family, Hu family and other families also went with him.

Except for Lingbao, everyone else is buried forever on the top of the Xinqin Mountains.

But the problem is that the ancestor of Lingpingan is a hero!

Heroes have their own integrity, so they can be followed by everyone.

Who is he?

He's just an otaku who just wants to hang out and wait for death, and win as an equal.

If you are not good at writing or fighting, you can even mess up a bookstore business.

What qualifications do you have to compare with your heroic ancestors?

but……

After all, he still never got past the old village chief.

He could only agree with a wry smile.

There was no other way, the other party had already brought out their ancestors, and the ancestors of his family all died fighting for the ancestor of the Ling family.

Without their sacrifices, where would the spiritual peace be today?

You must know that the Lao Ling family is a single generation of nine generations!

"I can only hope that the children of Uncle Zhang's family will all be young people of the new era..."

Lingpingan thought.

He is very confident about this.

Not to mention the era of mobile Internet, even in the past era of electrified television, traditional relationships were completely destroyed by modernization.

To be honest, the Ling family has been able to maintain an extremely close superior-subordinate, master-servant relationship with the Zhang family, Wang family, and Hu family for more than two hundred years.

Truly a miracle!

You know, even the chamberlains and bodyguards of the royal family have been replaced countless times.

While talking, the two of them arrived in front of the ancestral house.

Lingpingan opened the courtyard door and walked in.

In the courtyard, there were already people waiting there.

"Young Master..." Uncle Wang stepped forward and bowed in greeting.

"Young Master..." The tall and trembling old woman, who was leaning on a cane, also bowed and saluted.

"Grandma Hu..." Lingpingan looked at the old woman and quickly walked over to help the old woman.

This old lady from the Hu family must be invited when Lingpingan comes back to worship her ancestors every year.

The reason is simple - he doesn't know how to worship ancestors.

Those hexagrams, rituals, blessings...

He couldn't understand anything.

The old woman looked at Lingpingan, and the wrinkles on her face immediately became kind.

She smiled and said: "The little master has grown up!"

Lingpingan didn't quite understand: "Grandma, I have grown up a long time ago..."

"Have you forgotten?"

"You hosted my crowning ceremony!"

The tradition of the Federal Empire is that an eighteen-year-old male should receive a crown.

This was a very important ritual in the past!

Almost all adult men must hold a crowning ceremony and then ask their elders or teachers to give them the inscription, which indicates that they have reached adulthood and can survive independently and shoulder the important responsibilities of the country and the world.

With modernization, this tradition declined for a time.

But with the development of the times, this tradition was revived a few decades ago.

The young people of the federal empire, whether in cities or rural areas, whether at home or overseas.

The importance of the adult crowning ceremony has been highlighted again.

This is a product of the republican "retro culture movement" and is also a sign that the emerging urban middle class is beginning to miss the past.

The flag is also very bright.

Han Yu and Liu Zongyuan were carried out.

Lingpingan was no exception. He caught up with the fashion and went home specially to ask Grandma Hu, who knew the tradition, to give him a crowning ceremony.

Since then, Lingpingan has never wanted to touch those traditional etiquette and rituals again!

Too much trouble!

A crowning ceremony that took a whole day...

A group of people watching is like watching a monkey.

That is to say, he took the initiative to ask for that thing.

He had to finish what he decided on his knees, otherwise he would have run away long ago.

The old woman listened and smiled: "Young Master, my memory is bad, so I have forgotten this matter!"

But her eyes lit up extremely brightly.

Kitten Best poked her head out of Lingpingan's arms.

His eyes reflected the appearance of the old woman in front of him.

One piece...

Two...

Three...



The nine furry tails were reflected in the shadow of the old woman on the ground.

Qingqiu nine-tailed fox!

Best instantly became nervous.

because……

This is the King of Foxes!

The ancient legend flashed in the heart of the Cat Goddess: "If the king cultivates his knowledge and the three talents are obtained, then the nine-tailed fox will arrive!"

In ancient times, the nine-tailed fox was one of the holy beasts that stood at the top!

But the question is, isn’t the nine-tailed fox already extinct?


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