The red building is so arrogant

Chapter 80 Showdown [Part [-]]

In fact, according to the original itinerary, you should be able to come back in the afternoon when you come to Wangwang.

However, in order to leave time to reunite with his wife and children, he deliberately delayed the trip along the way, and then returned home at night.

That night, the Xu family rectified a table of good dishes, and the family of three and Jiao Da sat in the living room together, but the atmosphere was extraordinarily dignified.

So much so that Laishun even had the illusion that he was eating a meal.

However, since he has experienced the influence of Rongguo Mansion in the officialdom, he has also heard of the ruthless tactics of some wealthy and powerful families. Laishun can now gradually understand why his own father is so close to the enemy.

A troublesome...

It really kills the whole family!

After hesitating for a while, Laishun tentatively said, "Why don't we just give up the title and just want to get rid of..."

Snapped!
Before he could say the word 'resign', Jiao Da slapped his chopsticks on the table and said angrily, "What kind of shit is this?! If you have this intention, then you don't need to recognize Lao Tzu as your responsibility. Dad! I won't pass on the title to you!"

Laishun just gave his godfather a blank look, and then looked at his biological father solemnly, waiting for him to make a final decision.

"Brother, calm down, calm down."

Although he hasn't started drinking yet, Laiwang's tongue is a little sloppy.

He also noticed this himself, so he held his face with both hands and rubbed it fiercely.

Then he said to Laishun again: "You are not like Lai Shangrong, you have been a reading seed since childhood. Although you have fallen off the list twice, you have a reputation as a leader, and with the support of the government, you can make up for it later. It is not difficult to lack.”

"And if our family misses this time, I'm afraid I don't know how many lives we have to wait before we can have the opportunity to honor our ancestors!"

Saying that, he grabbed the glass, raised his head and drank it.

Feeling his father's dedication to 'Bright Zong Yaozu', Laishun also raised his glass to compare, and said solemnly: "Then come as planned, tomorrow's official showdown with the second grandma - if she refuses to help, let's go directly. Military report!"

Saying that, he also drank the wine in the cup.

His father and son were immersed in the pride of 'Feng Xiao Xiao Xi Yi Shui Han', but Jiao Da was very dissatisfied next to him.

Sucking the sweet-scented osmanthus brewed in the cup, he said with a blurry mouth and teeth: "What kind of second grandma can't help you - according to your father and me, let's go directly to the Ministry of War and report to Xijue, that is, Brother Zhen, if you dare to send someone to stop him, I will go to Jingyang Zhong and report to the imperial court to see who can please the special mother!"

Laishun couldn't help but rolled his eyes at him again, and said angrily: "You are always a part of the play, and the spectators are so happy to see it, but it's really such a mess, it's a deadly revenge that can't be solved. It's gone!"

"At that time, I'm afraid that even the second grandmother will hate us - although it is 'people die for wealth and birds die for food', but they didn't rush to ruin their homes from the beginning!"

The old man hummed, still unconvinced, and said something like 'whispering, procrastinating, not refreshing enough at all, if it is really singing, most people don't want to watch it'.

Laishunquan did not hear the same.

If he was a spectator, he would also like the show to be as lively and intense as possible. It is best to set the stage on fire, and the show won't take it away.

As for what was left in the theater the next day, what should he care about as a spectator?
But the problem is...

Now I'm here to sing a show by myself. I can't just set fire to myself on the stage for the sake of others, right?
Jiao Da saw that no one paid any attention to him for a long time, and he was full of muttering about 'unfilial', 'rebellious son' and so on.

Laishun still ignored him.

Anyway, the father and son status has been decided, and Jiao Da will not pass the title to others because of a little resentment.

"father."

Laishun picked up the wine glass again, and said to his father: "Today this is a strong drink, let's touch one!"

…………

Because of eating too much Zhuangxing wine, the father and son woke up the next day with a sullen look on their faces.

But time was running out, and I couldn't think of trying to lift my spirits any longer.

As soon as Chen Shi arrived, Mr. Xu took his waist card to open the way and went straight to Wang Xifeng's courtyard.

At that time, Wang Xifeng was eating, and she was a little surprised when she heard that the three members of the family came to come to the door, but she thought it was a mistake when she was handing over errands.

So he ordered Ping'er to lead people into the main hall.

As a result, the three members of the family entered the door and gave a big gift, and then Laiwang said in a trembling voice, "Grandma, a big happy event!"

Wang Xifeng still thought that he was going to talk about Zhuangzi, but after thinking about it, he really couldn't guess what big happy event could be in Zhuangzi.

So he frowned and asked, "This is no brainer, where does the joy come from?"

"Second grandma!"

This time, Laishun replied excitedly: "My godfather showed his cards yesterday, but it turns out that he has a hereditary title!"

"what?!"

Wang Xifeng was surprised at this time. Huo Ran stood up and took two steps forward, staring at him condescendingly, and said, "You say it again! Then Jiao Da... does he really have a hereditary title?!"

She was about to be blocked by something, and she took a half step back as she spoke.

"Godfather does have a title on him!"

Laishun said again like a cannonball: "It's the captain of the cavalry who was rewarded by Lord Sejong. There was originally an official position of the dragon guarding thousands of households, but Godfather, thinking of the relationship between master and servant, insisted on resigning from the official position, and swore. I will be working in Ningguo Mansion for the rest of my life."

"Because there is no heir under his knees, he originally thought of waiting for the end of his life, so he found someone in the Ningguo Mansion to take the throne. Unexpectedly, he was kicked out by Uncle Zhen a few years ago."

"Although he was disheartened at the time, he was still thinking of his old love, so while he accepted me as his adopted son, he also hoped that the East Mansion would repent and send someone to take him back to the mansion."

"Who would have thought that after half a year, the godfather in the East Mansion did not pay attention to him, so he completely stopped thinking about it. Yesterday, he figured out this matter and said that he would pass on this title to me. Woolen cloth!"

He had rehearsed these words many times, so he said it in one go, without giving others a chance to interrupt.

Wang Xifeng tried to interrupt several times, but was unable to do so, but after listening, he lost his words.

It took a long while to squeeze out a murmur: "No wonder he doesn't have a body deed in the Dongfu, but it turns out..."

Although the hereditary title of Qiduwei can only be passed down once, and after being downgraded to the title, it is only equivalent to the sixth-rank Yunqiwei.

But that was a hereditary lord after all!

Besides, after the title of Rongguo Mansion fell to her husband Jia Lian, there was only a cavalry commander left.

Thinking of this, he said with sourness in his mouth: "This is indeed a big deal for your family..."

Talking about halfway through, she suddenly raised her willow leaf hanging eyebrows, rounded her Danfeng triangular eyes, pointed at Laishun and scolded: "You son of a bitch, how are you? , how can your family let you recognize a bad old man as your father?!"

Saying that, those pretty eyes were directed towards Laiwang and Xu like swords.

Laiwang shuddered, and prostrated himself in the tunnel: "Don't dare to lie to Second Mistress, that Jiao Da looks penniless, but actually saved more than 3000 taels of silver! I was greedy at first, so I agreed to let Laishun recognize him as foster father." Yes, but I didn't expect that the silver was actually the official salary he had accumulated over the years!"

The matter of the official salary is true, but Jiao Da's mouth leaked, and the holes in his hands were not small, 80 taels of silver per year, all of which were wiped out by him not long after he got it.

But the so-called 3000 taels of silver was calculated from most of the money accumulated by the Lai family for three generations.

It can be said that in order to make things look more reasonable, I bet almost all of my belongings when I came to the house!

Wang Xifeng was skeptical about these words, she glanced at it again, turned her head back to the couch, and fell silent.

The three members of the family knew that it was a critical moment, and they held their breaths and did not dare to speak, for fear that speaking rashly would have the opposite effect.

At this moment, Ping'er gritted her silver teeth next to her, and forced a smile: "This is really a good thing! Usually grandma asks this one to find that one, so it is inevitable that there will be a layer of separation - Brother Ruoshun is the queen. If you get an errand, grandma can ask him to go with him if he has any official contacts..."

Having said that, Wang Xifeng has already cast a knife-like gaze.

But Ping'er still insisted on saying the whole thing: "You watched him grow up, and the father, mother and father are all serving the old by your side. Is there anyone in the world who is closer and better to send? ?!"

"Humph~"

Wang Xifeng snorted, and said yin and yang strangely: "I don't know what connection you have with this hozen, but you are willing to sell your clever tongue for him!"

Without waiting for Ping'er to answer, she rushed over and raised her chin again: "Tell me, you all have secretly figured out what regulations!"

After a pause, he added: "But this title, I'm afraid it won't be so good!"

　Xijue is a leap into the class, which is equivalent to going from qi training to foundation building. How can it be done so easily?

　　Furthermore, I'm not just laying the groundwork for Xijue, not a single chapter in the first few chapters is blind.

　　This doesn't let the writing process just want to be finished, neither logic nor foreshadowing, the old man really can't do it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)