Monarch of Evernight: 305 are all rubbish
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Today, the Song clan’s elders’ meeting is destined to be very lively. Since the first Presbyterian Church was held, the Presbyterian Church has been held even during great funerals.
The elders are noisy, and they are not all idiots who only talk but do not do practical things. They quarrel at the meeting and conspire at the meeting. Over the past few days, they have really reached a lot of private discussions. Many secret discussions were brought to the table and fixed in the form of a collegial meeting of elders.
Of the ten issues that were agreed upon, eight out of ten were to carve up the interests of the Song clan's various industries. The main targets for carving up were the properties that used to be shared within the clan, and many of them were divided into various houses and families under various names. Others were aimed at Song Zhongnian's eldest brother.
Song Zhongnian has been the head of the family for many years, and the eldest family will benefit more or less from this. In terms of industrial interests, it is still far superior to other families. Especially when Song Zhongcheng was removed from the position of chief elder, the only one who could cooperate with the eldest family was Those who competed gradually declined.
But once Mrs. Anguo left, the situation was different. On the matter of deposing Song Zhongnian from the position of head of the family, all the families reached a surprising consensus. Therefore, when it comes to deliberation, only Song Zhongnian and a few elders from his side often object, and the rest of the elders rise up in unison, with the majority overwhelming the minority, and the matter is settled.
Such things happened often, which naturally made Song Zhongnian very angry, and later he stopped going to the Presbyterian Church. When he didn't show up, the elders naturally became more arrogant, and even focused on the long-fang's inherent property, shouting the slogan "equalize the rich and the poor."
They said confidently: "We are all descendants of the Song family, why does your eldest brother only have so much property?"
When talking about the total amount of this industry, the elders naturally never mention the number of people supported by the eldest brother, the family education, social networking, support for distant relatives and other expenses that are maintained by the clan leader according to ancestral tradition.
This fallacy has been taken seriously as truth. After all, Song Zhongnian was also well-educated and learned, and he wanted to save face. He couldn't be like a big kitchen going to the market to buy things, calculating accounts one by one with them, and arguing with them. After being contradicted, he walked away angrily.
Collegial discussions were reached one after another, and the elders seized all the time to allocate assets and deploy people. After some people get the rights they have been coveting for a long time, they don't care whether the mourning period has passed or are even on their way to work in other places.
Although what is currently divided is basically the public property of the clan, the direct line of the Song clan and many of its branches have lived together for generations. The internal and external expenses of public facilities such as roads and energy towers, as well as private armies and mercenaries, are all Counting on the benefits of public property. The distribution of public property income has always been decided by the family head. Therefore, the elders clearly divided public property, which was equivalent to reducing Song Zhongnian's authority.
When Song Zining and Qianye walked into the conference hall, the elders were starting a new agenda for the day.
"There are thirty-two shops on the West Continent, and 60% of the annual income goes to Four Fangs, and the rest is divided equally between Three Fangs and Nine Fangs. The owners of the shops are from Four Fangs. Do you elders have any objections to this proposal?
"Second."
"No objection."
"Four-bedroom apartment, should we treat you tonight?"
A chubby old man stood up, clasped his fists and saluted, and said: "You should, you should! Everyone who is my host tonight will come! If you don't come, you will look down on our four bedrooms!"
All the elders laughed and agreed one after another.
At this moment, a cold voice came from the door: "I just look down on the fourth room, so what can I do?"
The entire Presbyterian Church fell silent instantly. The fat elder had an angry look on his face. He looked towards the direction of the sound, but his expression suddenly changed and he lost his voice and said, "Zi Ning, why are you here?"
Song Zining has gained considerable momentum in recent years, and his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. Although many elders still have an impression of him from the time of the Song Dynasty exam a few years ago, they have heard more or less about his deeds and know about him. Today, among the younger generation of the Song Dynasty, no one can compare with him.
The people around Song Zining seemed familiar to many people. That inhumanly beautiful face is truly impressive and unforgettable.
At that moment, an elder pointed at Qianye and said in a trembling voice: "You, you are..."
Qianye smiled and said: "My dear, Ye Qian, please don't make any mistakes."
Immediately an elder became angry and shouted: "You dare to come here, do you know where this place is?"
Qianye said calmly: "Where is this place? It's not a dragon's pool or a tiger's den anyway, it's neither a **** battlefield, nor a city that won't fall. I can come and leave when I want, so why should I care what kind of place this is?"
The elder was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and he said: "How arrogant! Aren't you afraid that I will send someone to take you down with my order?"
Qianye stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes like lightning, and he glanced around the room. He suddenly burst into laughter and said: "You don't even have a **** general, but you want to take me down? I'm not talking about you, it's just that of everyone here. Cultivation, on the battlefield, they are all rubbish."
"Arrogant!"
"Damn it!"
"Where did you come from, this ignorant young man, get out of here!"
Amidst the scolding, Qianye remained unmoved and just stood at the door. The elders scolded each other, but no one dared to come within three meters of Qianye. They all hid in the crowd and scolded them. Those in the front row wanted to move back, but later found that they couldn't squeeze into the crowd. His face was pale, and he faced Qianye directly, but he didn't dare to say a word.
These few people are still cursing secretly in their hearts, but they are not scolding Qianye, but the people behind them. Just when they wanted to retreat, there were many hands behind them pushing and pushing them out.
Seeing this scene, Qianye thought thoughtfully and said to Song Zining: "It seems that my reputation is quite scary?"
Song Zining rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "What's so proud about this?"
Song Zining walked to the center of the conference room, slapped a stack of collegial documents on the table, and said solemnly: "These are the collegial discussions made by the Presbyterian Council in the past few days. In my opinion, let's burn them here."
This sentence immediately caused the elders to explode. That was their hard work for several days. How could they spit out the meat that was in their mouths? At that moment, several people didn't care that Qianye was still there, jumped out, pointed at Song Zining and cursed.
Song Zining ignored those people, used the force, and said calmly: "These collegial meetings all have the signatures of the relevant elders. To put it mildly, it is called irrefutable proof. I said burn it, all for you. OK."
His words were not loud, but they suppressed all the noise, allowing everyone to hear them clearly, as if the sound was transmitted to their ears. Many elders were shocked and thought to themselves: "This Xiaoqi, his cultivation level is already so high?!"
Song Zining has a sixteenth level of Force cultivation. He is a truly strong person wherever he is placed. Moreover, his frontal combat power is even more powerful on the battlefield. It can also be said that he is almost invincible at the same level. He can definitely The only ones who suppressed him were the terrifying super geniuses Zhao Jundu and Qianye.
"This is the Presbyterian Church, not a place where you can run wild!" said an elder in the crowd, but his voice was not loud, and he shrunk his neck to slow down his tone. The elders echoed, and their arrogance actually subsided a lot.
Song Zining said: "My Gaoling Song family has family laws, and the clan has clan rules. What is divided in white and black in these collegial meetings are the public property of the clan that has been recorded. This is a blatant violation of the clan rules, and if you don't go Talk about it. Without the public property in the clan, how to maintain so many private armies, how to pay the salaries of tens of thousands of mercenaries and over 100 strong people? The elders want to understand what it means to have a dark and windy night. When killing people and setting fires?"
"These are matters that have been decided upon by the elders of the clan, and you don't need to worry about it, Xiaoqi!"
"That's right."
"You have no business in the Presbyterian Church! How can a child with a yellow mouth have the right to speak here?"
The elders talked to each other, and the more they talked, the more energetic they became, and there were many people who were brave, and they gradually gathered around the conference table.
The coldness in Song Zining's eyes gradually appeared, and he raised his voice and shouted: "What you are doing is obviously to separate the family! How can you have the face to meet your ancestors in the next hundred years!"
Some elders were slightly hesitant and showed guilt in their eyes, while others did not change their expressions and did not care. The meat in your mouth tastes really good, so why would you want to spit it out? Making them spit out their flesh is really worse than killing them.
Song Xiuwen stood up and said angrily: "Xiao Qi! How do you, a junior, have the right to speak on such occasions? Several of those collegial meetings were signed by the head of your family. Do you want to admit it? ?"
The head of the Changfang family and the head of the Song clan were both Song Zhongnian.
Song Zining flipped through several copies in succession, and sure enough, Song Zhongnian's name was in the signature column of several of them. He couldn't help but sigh and said: "No matter who signed these collegial discussions, they still have the nerve to enter the Song family." The ancestors have just left, and you are busy dividing the family here. There are so many outsiders in the garden! If these discussions are spread outside, you will lose your face! How good can your reputation be?"
Song Zining paused and said with some self-deprecation: "Now the Song clan has no face left. But since you are all in business, you should know the importance of reputation and credibility. If you are so dishonest and unrighteous, who will be the one in the future? Are you willing to do business with you? How much wealth will you lose sooner or later?”
These words were reasonable. Some elders shrank back, even more ashamed, but most of them became angry.
Song Xiuwen had already made his mark, so he simply changed his mind and said harshly: "The failure of the family fortune is also in our hands. If we are willing to lose, what can we do? What is decided by the elders' meeting must be implemented! Don't take it. The ancestors made laws and decided things. Even when the laws of the Qin Dynasty were revised, the family laws and family rules were also made by people. We, the elders, can still change them through consultation! ”
Song Zining never expected that he would say such words, and was stunned.
Qianye had been leaning at the door and looking at everyone, and suddenly said: "Zining, why haven't you seen your grandpa?"
Song Zining smiled bitterly, suddenly feeling a little discouraged, and said, "It's okay not to say anything."
How did those clan discussions that should have been well preserved in the Document Pavilion end up in Song Zining’s hands? The reason cannot be explained in detail. At this time, Song Zhongnian still shrank and refused to come forward. Apparently he just didn't want to face the elders and planned to throw all the pressure on Song Zining to avoid being such a bad person.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the current situation of the Song Dynasty is a matter of life and death. Once the public property in the clan is divided among the various houses, it will be impossible for the Song clan to think about it. Under such circumstances, Song Zhongnian refused to stand up. It's no wonder that Song Zining didn't want to say another word.
If Song Zhongnian had been tougher earlier, with his status as Duke, eldest son-in-law, prince, and eldest granddaughter-in-law, it would have been extremely difficult to keep the family from being downgraded, but it would not have resulted in the current situation of falling apart.
When he said this, Qianye understood and said: "Your Song family has been in business for thousands of years, you are really talented!"
Song Xiuwen over there had already taken the risk and was in full swing. He was not happy at the moment. He pointed at Qianye’s nose and cursed: "Who do you think you are? You dare to make irresponsible remarks against me, the Song clan..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound, and Qianye slapped him in the face with a big slap!
The slap was so severe that Song Xiuwen spat out his teeth and flew out in circles, hitting the wall hard and fainting immediately. He also knocked down several elders on the way, causing chaos in the conference hall.
Several elders pointed at Qianye tremblingly and said: "Our Song family is a place of reason. You, how can you..."
Qianye slowly withdrew his hand, smiled brightly, and said: "I don't have a good temper. When someone points at me and scolds me, I usually do it without being unreasonable."