"What does father mean?"
Zhu Qing looked around, his dull eyes full of confusion.
He happened to meet Zhu Chi's eyes, who was sitting on a bench with an equally confused look on his face.
"Second brother...the shares of Beidou Group are in your hands?" Zhu Qing asked with a forced smile.
Zhu Chi stood up and showed a disdainful look: "Beidou Group? Do you think this old man can give me something so valuable?"
"I thought you would show off to me because you became the head of the family. I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
"Wait...head of the family?" Zhu Qing's face was filled with even more confusion.
Seeing Zhu Qing's surprise and cluelessness, Zhu Chi grinned and said, "Oh, this old man is really good at playing. Didn't he tell you that you are the most suitable to be the head of the Zhu family?"
At this moment, Zhu Qing's brain was completely confused and he temporarily lost the ability to think.
Just as Zhu Qing was holding his head in agony, a blood-stained man ran towards him, squatted on the ground and whispered to Zhu Qing: "Master, the new four generals are also dead."
Zhu Qing looked up suddenly and remembered that his men were still in the Ruble Hall.
...
Zhu Family Ancestral Hall, inside the Xian Hall.
No one could have imagined that in such a short period of time, there would be two more tablets in the Xiantang.
Several senior members of the Zhu family carefully placed Zhu Min's tablet on the stage and then stepped down and sat back in their seats.
Zhu Wan, who is highly respected and now has the highest seniority, smiled faintly and walked tremblingly to the main seat and nodded slightly to everyone: "Everyone, you have come from afar... It's hard work."
Each representative of various forces who came to attend Zhu Min's funeral gave a perfunctory return gift.
Now there is only one thing that can arouse their interest, and that is the next head of the Zhu family.
Zhu Wan saw everyone's reaction and said with a smile: "Because the previous head of the family did not clearly indicate the candidate for the next head of the family in his will, so..."
"We in the Zhu family have decided to select the new head of the Zhu family through voting at the family meeting in a month."
After saying that, Zhu Wan smiled and waved to the three young men who had been standing behind him: "Come here and let everyone get to know you."
Three men came forward, looking high-spirited.
Zhu Wan introduced to everyone: "By the way, these three handsome young men are my grandsons. They will all attend the family meeting to run for the new head of the family."
The eyes of everyone present were not focused on those three people at this moment, but were all on Zhu Qing, Zhu Chi and Zhu Mo who were sitting on the side.
It seems...
As soon as Zhu Min died, all the clansmen who had been suppressed by him became enthusiastic.
Not only did he want to regain what he had lost in the Zhu family, he even set his sights on the position of head of the family.
You know, at Zhu Shang's funeral, there was no one else with the surname Zhu except Zhu Yu.
Unlike today, there are a lot of people with the surname Zhu coming to the Zhu Family Ancestral Hall.
Everyone is eyeing the position of the head of the family with eager eyes.
Zhu Qing showed his big white teeth and grinned: "A decision made within the family? May I ask Uncle Zhu Wan, how come I don't know about this?"
Facing Zhu Qing's questioning, Zhu Wan's old face instantly darkened. He stared at Zhu Qing and said coldly, "Family matters are naturally decided by the family. You don't need to worry about many things in the Zhu family."
No one expected that this old man would dare to confront Zhu Qing in person.
Not only that, some other members of the Zhu family present also began to sneer at Zhu Qing.
It seemed that he was venting his dissatisfaction with his father Zhu Min to Zhu Qing.
They felt so aggrieved when Zhu Min was around, and now that they have finally gotten rid of Zhu Min, they don't want to continue to be under the control of his sons.
Listening to the discussions of the people around him and looking at the mocking eyes in front of him, Zhu Qing laughed instead of getting angry: "You old man, you don't think that the head of the Zhu family has any relationship with you, do you? You are just dreaming, don't you understand?"
"presumptuous!"
"You little brat, even your father doesn't dare to talk to me like that!" Zhu Wan was extremely angry, his old face turned red and twisted into a ball.
Then he thought that it seemed inappropriate to lose his temper in such an occasion, and immediately changed back to his kind and gentle appearance.
"The head of the Zhu family will be chosen next month, so please wait patiently."
After the funeral, the Zhu family, led by Zhu Wan, took on the task of seeing the guests off.
Zhu Wan, who was intentionally or unintentionally trying to curry favor with other forces, was beaming with joy, thinking that the position of the family head was a sure thing.
He thought that the internal situation of the Zhu family had been completely dealt with, and now as long as he could gain the recognition of other forces in Yan State, he could naturally take the position of head of the family.
"From now on, I will rely on the care of you, the masters of the families. If you need anything, please let me know immediately. I will do my best to meet your needs."
In the face of Zhu Wan's deliberate flattery, there was no response.
None of the heads of the four major families had any hope for him, and none of the three brothers of the Zhu family were dead.
Does Zhu Wan really think that his grandson can become the head of the family?
Han Ningchu glanced at Zhu Wan with her beautiful eyes as if he was looking at a fool, and said coldly: "I advise you not to have too high expectations."
"Ah? Master Han, why do you say that?"
Zhu Wan was confused and didn't understand the meaning of Han Ningchu's words.
"Why do you say that... Her own man is still waiting to compete for the position of head of the family, and you still dream of helping you?" Wen Zhong, who was holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, complained in a low voice.
"Oh no! Master Wan, your grandson..."
A man with a terrified face ran in from outside and pointed at the door and yelled.
"What's the matter? Why are you making a fuss? Can't you see I'm seeing you off?" Zhu Wan said unhappily.
"Your grandson... was killed."
"What?"
Zhu Wan's eyes were about to pop out, his heart stopped, and he almost fell backwards with his old bones. If he took two quick steps, he would be able to catch up with Zhu Min who had not walked far.
"How many people died?" No one could have imagined that Zhu Wan would ask such a question under such circumstances.
"Three dead!"
Zhu Wan heaved a sigh of relief and said soberly: "Fortunately, not everyone died..."
As he was about to go out to check the situation, Zhu Wan suddenly had an idea and slapped his thigh: "Oh no! I think I only have three grandchildren, and they are all dead!"
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