Ji Changying in the room felt a little uncomfortable.
After everyone left, she closed her eyes to rest and sort out the current situation.
The memories in my mind are intertwined with each other, and the life before and after the end of the world and the days in Lotus Village flash through my mind.
Finally, it merged and slowly unfolded in the mind.
Ji Changying's grandparents from Lianhua Village have only two sons, the eldest is Ji Fengyi and the second is Ji Fengshou.
The two old men have passed away. Before they died, they held their uncle Ji Fengyi's hand and earnestly instructed him to take good care of the family and his younger brother.
The eldest brother Ji Fengyi was a calm person and agreed solemnly.
So after the old man passed away, the two brothers did not completely divide the family property. They simply divided the things in the house equally and built a wall in the middle of the yard, with half going to the eldest brother and half to the second brother.
Another door was opened in the wall, which ensured convenient communication between the two families while also ensuring their respective privacy.
Ji Changying's parents have a good relationship. She is the eldest and has only one younger brother.
Because my mother and sister both have mental problems, and my father is a careless person, my brother and sister-in-law have to worry about everything.
Therefore, Ji Changchuan had to shoulder the "burden" of the family at a young age, and seemed to be more mature and sensible than his peers.
There are four people in the family. With a stern face, he can manage two and a half of them.
Because Ji Fengshou only listened selectively to his son's words.
Night gradually falls.
Today's Lotus Village looks very different.
All the heads of the Ji family in the entire village were called to the ancestral hall.
"Feng Yi, what's the matter that you called everyone here so late?"
"Did something happen in the clan school?"
"Could it be that the kid at home got into trouble?"
The ancestral hall was brightly lit and as bustling as a vegetable market.
Many people were wondering what was going on that required such a large effort.
As one of the few scholars in the village, Ji Fengyi is currently teaching in the clan school, so he has a certain appeal.
Although no one knew what was going on, everyone came anyway.
The patriarch looked at Ji Fengyi with questioning eyes.
Ji Fengyi glanced at the crowd and saw his younger brother looking at him with concern. He nodded slightly and looked at the clan leader with a serious expression: "How is your health lately?"
The patriarch's heart skipped a beat: "If you have anything to say, just tell me. I can handle it!"
Ji Fengyi then took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over.
The elders around the patriarch all stretched their necks to look.
It didn't matter that he saw it, the oldest elder in the clan, who was already in his seventies, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
The people around were startled and quickly reached out to take it, and some people even pinched their Ren Zhong points in a panic.
The clan leader had quickly finished scanning the letter. He ignored the elders who were causing trouble and tightly grasped Ji Fengyi's hand, his voice trembling as he asked, "Is the news true?"
Ji Fengyi said in a heavy mood: "Ninety percent!"
The patriarch's legs suddenly went weak, and he was about to faint. Ji Fengyi quickly stopped him: "You can't faint! There's not much time left."
"What's the meaning?"
"Chief! What happened? Tell me!"
The elder who had just woken up after being pinched on the philtrum pounded the ground in despair: "My Ji family is completely finished!"
Ji Fengyi looked at the anxious people around him and spoke in a deep voice, "A former classmate of mine has sent an expedited letter from Kyoto. It says that Lord Ji Bohui, who died admonishing the emperor to abdicate and give way to a virtuous person, angered the emperor. The emperor has charged him with disrespect and sentenced him to exile along with his entire clan."
As soon as the words fell, everyone's face turned pale.
They are all among the nine clans.
Most of the families in Lianhua Village have the surname Ji and are from the same clan.
Just twenty years ago, a man named Ji Bohui emerged from Lianhua Village. He rose rapidly from a farming family to become a Jinshi (Jinshi) and embarked on an official career. Today, he is a third-rank imperial censor.
Lord Ji is a man of integrity. Even after becoming a high-ranking official, he has never forgotten his people from his hometown.
Every year, they would send people back to donate money and land to the clan school to encourage scholars in the clan to make progress.
It can be said that Ji Bohui is the faith of the Ji family.
But now, that faith has collapsed.
"Why? Why did Lord Ji die for his remonstration?"
"Stupid! Stupid! Even if the emperor is old, even if the princes and grandchildren fight fiercely and many people die, it's not something we can persuade them with our foundation!"
Someone asked unwillingly: "Could this news be a misunderstanding? Maybe it's not that serious, maybe..."
"This classmate wrote to me after the incident. His family has some connections, and he's a very righteous man. It couldn't be a misunderstanding."
"Calculating the time, the time this letter was sent out is not much different from the time the news was sent from the capital. However, once the news reaches Qingzhou and then the county government, the government will gather people to confiscate the house. We don't have much time left."
Ji Fengyi's face also looked very ugly.
When he first received the letter, he was stunned.
Trying to find any flaws in the letter to prove that this was just a joke played by his classmates on him.
The result is of course self-deception.
He wrote back without delay to thank his classmate for his righteous act, and after releasing the carrier pigeon, he immediately rushed to inform his clan members.
"Yes, time is running out. Everyone, hurry home and prepare things so that you won't be caught off guard when the soldiers arrive. You need to prepare some gold, silver, jewelry, food, drinks, and especially shoes. You must prepare more."
The patriarch took a few deep breaths and forced back the feeling of dizziness. His mind was blank, with only the word "prepare" in his mind.
"How can we prepare for this?! Those officers and soldiers will plunder everything they have and won't stop until they find something. What's the point of preparing it? They'll be confiscated anyway, wuwuwu..."
Some people were filled with despair, and a seven-foot-tall man sat on the ground crying bitterly.
Ji Fengshou's head was buzzing. His face turned pale as he pulled his eldest brother's hand and said, "Let's go back and inform our families."
Ji Fengyi didn't want to waste time here. He could barely protect himself, and he was in no mood to comfort others.
After taking a look at the messy ancestral hall, he took back the letter and turned back home with Ji Fengshou.
He has said what he needs to say, and the rest is none of his business.
The two of them didn't talk along the way. When Ji Fengyi got home, he burned the letter to ashes first, and then told his family the news.
Soon the yards on both sides were in motion.
Ji Changying woke up when she felt some movement outside.
I got up and went to the yard. The sky was dotted with stars, but the house was brightly lit with candles.
My father was nowhere to be seen, and my mother and brother were spinning around like tops, each holding something in their hands.
"Mom, what are you doing?" She was confused.
Although many people say that Ji Changying is a fool, Ji Changchuan never treats her as a fool.
"Sister, our family is going to be exiled. They are trying to hide our things! Just sit here and don't run around."
Ji Changchuan freed one hand and pulled Ji Changying onto the stone bench in the yard, then he hurriedly went to find a place to hide something.
exile?
This was no joke in ancient times, the mortality rate was extremely high!
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