Records of the Lost Cases of Helaitang in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 110 The Ming Dynasty Order

Wang Heng raised the glazed lamp to eye level, gritted his teeth and took a few steps to get a clear look at the situation inside the ancestral hall.

There were two people inside, fighting in a tense posture. Huang Yongning was on one knee, half lying on the ground. The lantern fell at the foot of the shrine. His hair was a little messy and he was very embarrassed. There was a sword blade. As it was slashing towards him, Huang Yongning grabbed something to block it. It seemed to be the god's throne of an unknown ancestor in the ancestral hall. Fortunately, the wood of the god's seat was hard and blocked the sword's movement.

After missing the blow, the man holding the sword changed his angle and struck the head again with the force of thunder. In the light and shadow, Wang Heng recognized that this was Master Huang Er. Sure enough, it was almost as he predicted.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Huang Er, who is rich and noble, is actually a practicing master. No wonder there is always a hint of evil in his expression.

Mr. Huang Er is strong and strong, but Huang Yongning is thin and weak. It seems that he is no match for him.

Wang Heng had no one to take advantage of, so he immediately threw the glass lamp in front of Mr. Huang Er and shouted: "Stop."

A person suddenly walked into the ancestral hall. Both Huang Yongning and Mr. Huang were stunned. When they saw that it was Wang Heng, Huang Yongning breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Huang's expression changed unpredictably. He pointed his sword at Wang Heng and said: "Seventh Young Master Wang." Get out of the way, you are a guest in my village, why bother interfering in the household affairs of my clan."

Wang Heng raised his voice and said: "Mr. Huang Er, your father is the current clan leader of the Huang clan. You are implicitly the leader in Wanhu Village. You will have to take over the position of clan leader in the future. But if you think about it carefully, this is not a wilderness. In the wild, I shouted loudly, and there were people everywhere in the village. They learned that you were going to kill the only descendant of the Changfang sect in the ancestral hall. Do they accept it, and do they want to report it to the officials?"

Hall, the second master of Huang, turned his head and glanced at Huang Yongning and scolded: "Why did I ever want to kill him?"

Wang Heng sneered and refused to answer his words, but said to himself: "There is no one in the Huang family room, but there are many people in the other rooms. Will they protect you, the eldest son of the clan, or take advantage of the opportunity to take your place?"

Mr. Huang Er's face was gloomy and he finally took back the sword in his hand. He gently swung the sword and put it tightly into the cane. It turned out that Mr. Huang Er was in his prime, but he carried a cane with him. It not only represented his dignity, but also had this An important self-defense role.

"Huang Yongning, you'd better be wiser and hand over all your things, tail to tail. I'll still leave them at Baoshan Temple and won't argue with you. Otherwise, I'll never end it with you." Mr. Huang put down his words in a deep voice and stepped across the door. It takes a few steps to go out.

Huang Yongning paused and said in a strange tone: "Second uncle's good idea was to share the family's property equally among all the family members, right? Starting from our great-grandfather Ping Yigong, the eldest family members were all single-family members, and the Dongtingchun business was founded by Ping Yi Gong and privately. It has nothing to do with the clan, and there is no reason to share it equally with the clan members. Yuntai is just missing now. Even if he is gone, the "Da Ming Order" stipulates that if a household loses its property and there is no successor of the same clan, so Daughters will inherit the inheritance, and those who have no daughters will enter the official position. My husband-in-law, Feng Gong and Yuntai have no heirs, so it is my eldest sister who should inherit the family business. Second uncle, if you look at it more carefully, all your side branches can get is the homestead. There are mountainous areas that were reclaimed by your ancestors generations ago.”

Mr. Huang Er was furious and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire. "You, you, you," he was speechless for a moment and could not say what he wanted to say.When Wang Heng saw this, he was afraid that Mr. Huang Er would be irritated and violent, so he hurriedly picked up a bamboo broom to defend himself. Fortunately, Mr. Huang Er was confused and rushed out of the ancestral hall. The snow was deep when he went out, and he was unsteady. The shape shook a few times, which showed how excited Mr. Huang Er was.

Wang Heng secretly thought he was lucky, breathed heavily, slumped on the blue brick floor of the ancestral hall, and looked into Huang Yongning's eyes. Although Huang Yongning looked embarrassed, his expression was calm and composed. As expected, there were many people at the gate of the mansion.

The ancestral hall fell into an audible silence. After a long time, Wang Heng felt that the heartbeat in his chest gradually calmed down. He stretched out his hand to lift Huang Yongning up. Huang Yongning was filled with gratitude. He stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Mr. Wang Qi, for speaking up."

Wang Heng showed his doubts slightly and said: "Brother Yongning really shouldn't have added fuel to the fire just now. Mr. Huang Er has weapons in his hands, and we almost suffered a loss. If you want to argue with him, brother, you must first get out of danger and summon the clan elders." Clan members, let’s talk on the table.”

Huang Yongning Hao Ran said: "I was so angry that I didn't think about it. It was unwise."

Wang Heng smiled and felt relieved. Huang Yongning's leg seemed to have been sprained in the conflict just now. The two of them helped him out of the ancestral hall and back to the east building along the corridor.

The snow is falling more densely than before, with no intention of stopping, which is really worrying.
All the way back to the east building, Wang Heng still had unanswered questions. What did Mr. Huang Er say about the things in Baoshan Temple?

When I was about to ask Huang Yongning, I saw that he was injured and limping, and his expression was exhausted. Moreover, it was freezing to the bone in the middle of the night, so I had to wait until dawn to say anything.

The two said goodbye at the hanging flower door of the east building. Huang Yongning entered the inner courtyard and Wang Heng went to the west wing of the second floor.

The sky was still dark and it was still early. Wang Heng dusted off the snowflakes on his temples, wiped them with a cloth, and decided to take a nap.

In the second half of the night, when he was feeling dizzy, there always seemed to be a voice calling him, "Brother Wang Qi, Brother Wang Qi, wake up quickly."

(End of this chapter)