"Brother Xiaoxi..."
“You should call him ‘Daifulang’,” Ji Yuan corrected him sternly.
"Yes, Doctor, please have some tea!"
Ji Qingyu nervously held the teacup and bowed slightly.
"Brother Yu, please rise."
Lin Xi smiled and accepted the teacup, offering a slight gesture of support to him. This time, he didn't refuse.
“Yu Ge’er is now the wife’s husband, so he can’t make her angry like before.”
He held Ji Qingyu's hand and said some words of advice, which could be considered as fulfilling his duty as the tea drinker.
Undoubtedly, Su Qinghe did not return for lunch today. After the men finished eating together, they were about to go for a walk in the garden when Zhang Fu stopped them.
"Gentlemen, this morning the head of the family sent me to invite the best tailor in Tianhe County to make wedding dresses for you. He is already waiting at Cuihua Courtyard. What do you think?"
Zhang Fu bowed and asked with his eyes.
"Wedding dress!"
All three were startled, and Lin Xi even exaggeratedly covered her mouth.
"Did the wife say when she would wear it?"
Ji Qingyu's eyes lit up, secretly looking forward to Qin Ange entering the room.
Zhang Fu thought for a moment and said:
"The head of the family didn't say, but he instructed that it must be completed the day before Young Master Qin's wedding, so it should be on the same day."
Upon hearing this, Ji Qingyu felt a little disappointed.
"That's already very good. I hadn't even thought about it." Ji Yuan's eyes trembled slightly as he took Ji Qingyu's hand to comfort her.
"Hmm..." Ji Qingyu nodded listlessly.
"Let's go! Don't keep the master waiting!"
Lin Xi spoke, and the group headed towards Cuihua Courtyard.
...
The Seven Killings Pavilion, the meeting hall.
"Sect Master, the eldest son failed to kill the level ten target on this trip, thus failing the test. According to the rules, I do not support him succeeding as the young sect master. I request that you select a capable person from within the sect to take his place."
In the center of the hall, an old woman in a red robe with a wrinkled face stood there, her sharp eyes looking at the woman in black sitting at the head of the table.
"Your subordinate agrees with Elder Qiu's proposal!"
"Your subordinate agrees!"
"Your subordinate..."
In the spacious hall, a large group of people dressed in black and wearing ghostly masks were neatly arranged.
At this moment, more than half of these people were kneeling on one knee, shouting words of support for Grand Secretary Qiu.
Looking at the aggressive Qiu Shan below the stage, Ling Hong frowned and gripped the armrest of her chair so tightly that it trembled.
Just as she was about to speak, someone suddenly entered the hall.
The man walked a few steps to the woman called Qiu Shan, pointed at her nose, and started cursing.
"Qiu Shan, the eldest young master is already the most skilled among the younger generation of our sect. If even the eldest young master cannot kill that person, then who among the younger generation of the sect can?"
"You shameless old man, if you're so capable, point me out one!"
"Let her fight the eldest young master right here and see how many moves she can withstand from him?"
"If she really wins, I, the old man, will never say another word against you again!"
Despite being publicly humiliated, Qiu Shan did not react. She glanced coldly at the white-bearded old man spitting as he spoke, then turned and clasped her hands in a fist salute.
“Master, if the two young ladies were still here, even if their martial arts skills weren’t the best among the younger generation, I wouldn’t say anything and would definitely serve them loyally.”
"But now that the two young ladies are gone, and you are getting old, you have no daughters, only three sons."
"Even if the eldest son is skilled in martial arts, how can such a large Seven Kill Pavilion be led by a man? He will eventually get married and have children, so how can he take care of the many affairs within the pavilion?"
"I can remain unmarried for the rest of my life." Ling Feng said coldly, looking at Qiu Shan below the stage.
"Hmph, Young Master is joking. What man doesn't get married?"
Qiu Shan gave a disdainful snort.
"If the Pavilion Master is acting out of personal motives and is unwilling to let the position fall into the hands of his maternal family, then I have a good plan."
Ling Hong remained silent with a cold face. She didn't believe that this old man would really care about her; it was probably some selfish idea that harmed others.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Qiu Shan wasn't embarrassed and continued talking to himself.
"Even though they are the three young masters, they still have the blood of the Pavilion Master flowing in their veins and bear the Pavilion Master's name. If the Pavilion Master wants his own family to continue to lead the Seven Kill Pavilion, he might as well find a son-in-law."
"We will marry all three young masters to her as compensation for her not being allowed to remarry. After the three young masters give birth to daughters, we will raise and select the best ones to be the next pavilion masters."
"What does the Pavilion Master think of this suggestion?"
Looking at Qiu Shan smiling broadly in the audience, Ling Hong frowned. The idea was indeed good, but how could she possibly be thinking about her best interests...?
"What do you think, Feng'er?" She turned to look at Ling Feng beside her.
Ling Feng clenched his fist, but finally nodded.
"If it's appropriate, then so be it."
"Hahaha! Fine, then my son will have to suffer!"
Seeing that he agreed, Ling Hong breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt sorry for them.
"Your mother will choose a gentle and kind husband for you three brothers!"
She whispered her assurance to Ling Feng, then turned to look at Qiu Shan below the stage.
"What Elder Qiu said makes sense. Then issue my order: all eligible female warriors who are skilled in both literature and martial arts may come to my Seven Kill Pavilion for a selection, starting today. I and the three young masters will personally make the choice!"
She waved her hand, about to send someone out to deliver a message, but was stopped by Qiu Shan.
"Wait!" she shouted, bowing slightly to Ling Hong at the head of the table.
“Master, this is not appropriate. How can we let outsiders interfere in the affairs of the pavilion so easily? I do not agree with selecting from outside. We can only select from within the pavilion.”
Her gaze was piercing, and a chorus of agreement erupted in the hall once again.
This time, the old man didn't say anything more.
Despite knowing that most of these people had been won over by Qiu Shan, Ling Hong couldn't act unilaterally.
She sighed and said:
"If that's the case, then let's choose from within the pavilion. There are quite a few talented young people in the pavilion anyway."
As soon as she finished speaking, Qiu Shan shook his head again.
“Sect Master, all three young masters are outstanding in appearance and character. Moreover, the child born in the future will be the next Sect Master, and only someone who excels in appearance, literary talent and martial arts can be a match for him.”
"I suggest we don't waste any more time and just choose from the top five on this year's list. There's no need for such a complicated process."
"I second that!"
Hearing the chorus of seconding voices rising and falling in the hall, Ling Hong's face instantly turned gloomy.
The top five on this year's list? If she remembered correctly, three of the five were from Qiu Shan, and one of them was even her daughter!
On the surface, she said she would wait for her son to give birth to a daughter and succeed her as the Pavilion Master, but in reality, as soon as she died, her three sons would all marry her, and with her current prestige in the Pavilion, the position of Pavilion Master would easily become hers!
That's quite a clever scheme!
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