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Chapter 2 Blessing Quota, Revenge Never Overnight
Zhou Bai, who had been in a coma for many days, woke up, Uncle Fu was very happy and did not stop Zhou Bai from going to the ancestral hall.

Following the clan's arrangement three years ago, Zhou Bai did not participate in the spring festival. If he missed it this time, he would have to wait another three years next time.

Besides, the quota must belong to my young master?
Both the master and the servant understood all these things, Fu Bo silently stuffed the boiled eggs from the kitchen into Zhou Bai's arms, and then bent his head back to continue cleaning the fallen leaves in the yard.

Needless to say, the tacit understanding between the old and the young for many years, Zhou Bai touched the two eggs that were still warm, tightly wrapped around his crane cloak, and strode out in a big stride against the cold morning wind.

The ancestral hall is located in the core area of ​​the Zhou family settlement, surrounded by the houses of powerful family members, like an invisible circle, representing the status of each house in the family.

That's it, Zhou Bai's dilapidated small courtyard is not far from the ancestral hall, and he was not late when he set off so late.

In the minds of some clansmen who are good at making money, the location of this courtyard is only suitable for the upper echelon of the family. A "young master" like Zhou Bai, who even wears a crane cloak that looks old, can only be assigned to a remote manor to see the garden.

The ancestral hall of the Zhou family is very grand, with carved bucket arches, blue brick and stone walls, and beams and columns painted with red paint, creating a bit of solemnity.

The people of each branch have already established their positions according to the branch of the main line, the order of the houses, and the size of the generation.

The gate was completely open, and the hero slave warriors stood guard. Inside the threshold were the direct clansmen and high-status collaterals, and outside the threshold were most of the collaterals and offshoots.

At this time, it should be that everyone has not arrived yet, and there is quite a hustle and bustle inside and outside. Everyone is chatting with each other and exchanging some "private information".

Most of them were talking about the blessed objects of this ancestor worship, and some people mentioned Zhou Bai, but they were only mentioned.

Occasionally, I would say a few more words, but I was still jealous of Zhou Bai's identity. As a direct descendant, he would definitely be able to receive a blessing from his ancestors when he was of the right age.

Immortals and gods exist in the world, and the imperial examinations are open to the sky. Even ordinary mortals have more or less understanding of extraordinary power.

In the Zhou Clan, the three-year blessing and sacrifice to ancestors is the most intuitive display of extraordinaryness.

The probability of the clansmen who received the blessing to be admitted as a child student and scholar was much higher than that of those who were not blessed.

In the past few decades, there are very few people who can be admitted to Tongsheng without relying on family luck, and as for scholars, there is not even a single one.

When Zhou Bai walked to the threshold of the ancestral hall, a steward wearing a brocade robe and overcoat was leading two slaves around, sometimes watching the situation inside, and sometimes admonishing the warriors standing in two rows.

"Today is a big sacrifice that only happens once every three years. Stand up straight for me, don't lose the majesty of your family."

Zhou Datian, who is in charge of the clan, is in charge of part of the money and food affairs, and has a humble position, but he is actually only a distant relative of the Zhou family who has taken refuge in the third house, and he can barely rely on the side of the branch.

A line of information in memory surfaced in Zhou Bai's mind, it was this guy who liked to target him.

Although they are only distant relatives of the Zhou family, they look down on the collateral branches very much and often humiliate them.

Maybe it's because of his poor background, he is very jealous of Zhou Bai's helpless descendant, and the benefits and benefits are the lowest in the rules.

Showing off in front of his servants was endless, and then seeing Zhou Bai approaching, Zhou Datian suddenly felt that the joy of scolding his servants was no longer good, and walked forward with his eyes lit up.

"Isn't this the young master of Qifang? I thought you dare not even participate in the ancestor worship." Foam was flying from the mouth, and a little sarcasm was very straightforward.

Zhou Bai frowned slightly, and said in a bad tone: "Today, I have a place in the blessings of the ancestors, so how dare I not come. Also, my crane cloak was left by my father. The manager of Datian should pay attention."

Zhou Datian was suddenly a little surprised, why did this kid fall ill, he seemed to be a different person, not only no longer cowardly and low-key, but dared to provoke me.

But this surprise only lasted for a moment in his heart, and the embarrassment of being contradicted by Zhou Bai had already welled up in his heart, and his mean face was rosy.

"You talk too much when you're late, don't go in, what if you pass on your sickness to the clan elders?" Zhou Datian was usually used to bossing around, and he actually wanted to block Zhou Bai's way without saying a word.

The two dog legs behind blocked Zhou Bai at the right time, and the martial artists on both sides did not move, but they all stared at him with weird eyes.

Zhou Bai sneered, not only was he not afraid of the Haonu blocking the way, but he was slapped twice when he went up.

"Crack, crack!" The sound of the left and right bows attracted the clansmen who didn't pay attention to this side.

"You! How dare you!" The situation seemed to have suddenly lost control following Zhou Bai's two slaps, Zhou Datian groaned in his heart, his face was ferocious, he wanted to yell loudly but he didn't know what to say.

The two slaves were also dumbfounded and forgot to fight back for a while, or they still remembered that Zhou Bai was the master of the Zhou family.

Zhou Bai dismissed Zhou Datian's sternness, but turned directly to the side, and said to a servant captain: "Zhou Yuan, according to the rules of my Zhou family, what crime should a slave commit against a servant who bullies the master?!"

The expression on Zhou Yuan's face was very complicated. He didn't know how many ideological struggles he carried out in his heart for a moment. Is it appropriate to smash Zhou Datian to the death for a dilapidated descendant who has no sense of existence, and offend the powerful third party?

No matter how you look at it, it's better to mix with the mud at this time, which is also the thinking of most smart spectators.

But when Zhou Yuan saw the completely different posture of this young master Bai, he decided to take a gamble, because he was born in a collateral line, how can he get ahead without taking a gamble.

"Master Huibai, the villainous slave who deceives the master will serve you with a stick and a whip, even if you beat him to death."

The thick and loud voice was loud enough for people around to hear clearly. Zhou Bai's eyes flashed a little cold, and he walked slowly to Zhou Yuan and said softly: "Then enforce the family rules, don't beat them to death if they don't do anything, five Ten sticks will do."

Fifty sticks?If you don't die, you will be disabled. Many clansmen who watched the theater gasped at the same time, and took a few steps back.

Young Master Qifang, who is usually in poor health and has a timid temper, is actually so ruthless.

Zhou Yuan carried out Zhou Bai's order meticulously, and immediately led his men to drag away the two slaves who were blocking the way.

Amid the faint screams, Zhou Bai continued to move forward, as if nothing had happened, the servants shuddered, and Zhou Datian was also stunned.

Zhou Bai's complexion was originally pale due to illness, but now in Zhou Datian's eyes it became a symbol of cruelty.

She has always bullied the weak and feared the strong, but she forgot to teach Zhou Bai a lesson, allowing him to stride across the threshold of the ancestral hall.

Perhaps it was because the gazes of the crowd below were too hot, Zhou Datian was extremely ashamed, and whispered hate behind his back: "I really think I can make the decision, just wait, the future will be long."

Zhou Bai didn't stop when he heard this kind of "scene talk", as if he didn't take Zhou Datian seriously, which made him very angry, maybe he was planning some trick.

Stepping into the gate of the ancestral hall, there is a worship hall inside, and the atmosphere is different. The hustle and bustle outside seems to be completely impenetrable here.

No one spoke, and the spiritual seat on the altar was surrounded by fragrance, solemn and solemn.

At the top is the main card of the ancestors of the family, followed by the main cards of the two ancestors of Juren, and the bottom is the ancestors who have been scholars or have made outstanding contributions.

As for other Tongsheng and ordinary clansmen, they can only enter the side halls on both sides to worship after death, which shows that Tongsheng actually has no status.

In the main hall of the worship hall, the clan elders, stewards, men from the tenth house of the direct line, and the principals of the three branches were all gathered, and they all watched Zhou Bai.

Logically speaking, there are at least twelve scholars in the worship hall, but Zhou Bai's father died early in this life, and there are no blood relatives to support the seven families, so there are only eleven scholars in the hall.

These scholars are all scholars recognized by the Daxu court. They have official scholar status and are a class that can enjoy privileges.

Leaving aside such things as not kneeling before officials and walking with swords, each scholar can be exempted from the privilege of taxation on [-] acres of land, which is the basis for a prosperous family.

The Zhou family has [-] mu of fertile land that does not need to pay taxes every year, and all of this surplus can be used to support the family's children, so how can they not raise talents.

In front of a group of high-level Zhou family members, Zhou Bai was calm and composed, and he had seen this kind of scene a lot.

Most of the gazes they cast were flat, with little distinction between good and evil, and the few people in the front row seemed to have pity.

Only the owner of the third room, Zhou Chang, was a bit dissatisfied. What happened outside just now made him lose face.

Zhou Bai walked to the front row, bowed to the elders one by one, and showed a bit of demeanor in a calm and unhurried manner, which surprised the senior management.

After the etiquette was complete, Zhou Bai was the first to speak: "Uncles, for the sake of the overall situation, my nephew is willing to withdraw from this ancestor's blessing."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was a little astonished, some nodded slightly, and some sighed quite a bit.

Zhou Rui, who had previously reminded Zhou Bai to participate in the clan sacrifice, was even more anxious now, and winked at Zhou Bai in the corner.

"Do you know that the ancestors are not allowed to speak nonsense in person?!" Suddenly, a heavy and awe-inspiring shout came from the side.

"Father and ancestors are all on it, Bai, why dare? The patriarch's words are serious." Zhou Bai turned his head and saluted, neither humble nor overbearing.

The person who came was Zhou Mingxuan, the head of the Zhou family. He was a talented scholar. When he was young, he worked as a secretary in the Pingcang county government for 20 years.

"Well, you can do it voluntarily. If you have any request, you can make it now." Zhou Mingxuan walked up to Zhou Bai with a complicated expression, but it was not difficult to see a trace of appreciation.

A strange feeling flashed in Zhou Bai's heart, the patriarch was trying to win benefits for him.

"I would like to report to the patriarch, uncles and nephews, I don't dare to beg too much, I just hope that the treatment that I should have as a direct descendant will be restored within the clan."

Everyone nodded slightly, which was what they should have meant, even Zhou Chang of the third room, all dissatisfaction disappeared, because his son just needed this quota.

"First, I need resources from the family to cure my cold; second, I don't need the blessing of my ancestors, but I still have to take the February County Examination."

After two points, no one disagrees, even if they think the second point is a waste of time.

Zhou Bo paused, then continued in a serious tone: "Thirdly, Uncle Chang, please punish Zhou Datian severely. It's best not to let me see him in my house again."

He takes revenge and doesn't like overnight.

(End of this chapter)