"Wow, wow, wow, I just want to marry a beautiful woman with long legs and beautiful complexion. I don't care about her qualifications. Who knew that my ancestors have the same aesthetic taste as me!"
"Old Six has hit the nail on the head. I too just want to find a daughter of a genius, but..."
"Wow, marrying a demon who brings disaster to the country and the people has always been my dream. In the past, my Qin family was so small that I couldn't even imagine it. But now, with the Qin family's wealth and power, I must be qualified to marry a peerless beauty. But in this situation... ah!"
"Yes, the previous incidents with the Patriarch and Dachun are still fresh in our minds. After all, they are the Patriarch and the leader of the core disciples. But if we violate our ancestors' taboos, I'm afraid we will be forced to mine to death."
hiss--
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.
for a long time.
"This isn't a solution. For the sake of our love, how about we talk to our elders or the Second Ancestor?"
Someone mustered up the courage and spoke tentatively.
These words seemed to drop a bomb on the calm lake surface, and it instantly became an uproar.
It caused a lot of responses from the crowd.
"right!"
“Good idea!”
"Qian, go find the Second Ancestor and report this!"
So, a group of young people set out towards the ancestral temple not far away for their own love.
…………
Conference hall.
The Qin family held another emergency meeting.
Many elders and senior officials gathered together, their faces solemn and they sat on pins and needles, but no one dared to speak.
After all, everyone now knows that the ancestor is a great emperor, and they are not those juniors. No matter what they say in private, the ancestor will not bear grudges.
But what if my ancestors overheard me? I am already sixty years old, and if I hang myself from the beam like Qin Zhen, I will lose all my face, which will be no different from committing suicide by hanging myself.
"Why!"
A sigh came from the Second Patriarch who was sitting at the very top.
Holding this meeting is more difficult than directly declaring war on all races.
"Seventeenth Elder, what do you say we should do?" Seeing that no one spoke, the Second Patriarch directly designated the Seventeenth Elder and asked him to speak.
The seventeenth elder stood up tremblingly. He never expected that the Second Patriarch would let him speak first.
He looked at the void with a guilty conscience, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said slowly:
"I think the younger generation should just let their marriages take their own course. If they can't marry a beautiful wife, it has nothing to do with our ancestors."
"You should look more at your own shortcomings. Are you working hard enough? Are you handsome?"
"Yes, that's it!"
Speaking of this, the seventeenth elder was beaming with joy, as if he had found his own rhythm.
Start talking big.
"It's not that I can't chase the goddess, it's just that young women are more cost-effective!"
"We lived such a hard life back then. We married a peasant woman, and even the eighth brother married a widow. And she even got two for free, bringing her two children with her!"
At this moment, the Eighth Elder's eyes were blazing with fire, as if he wanted to kill the Seventeenth Elder with his eyes.
This is such a trivial matter, yet Old Seventeen actually didn't use it as a positive example. Wasn't it because he didn't have the conditions at the time?
But the Seventeenth Elder was in the midst of an impassioned speech and didn't notice it at all. He continued:
"Think about it, if the younger generation pursues those high and mighty saints, goddesses, and other geniuses who are waiting to be married, they will compare themselves with all the suitors around them, which may be tens of thousands of geniuses."
"But if you're pursuing a young woman, hey, she might only compare herself to her husband, so the difficulty would be reduced thousands of times!"
"To sum up, the fact that these unworthy descendants can't find a partner has nothing to do with our ancestors. It's simply because they chose the wrong target. That's it!"
The seventeenth elder nodded vigorously, praising his own cleverness.
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