As soon as Mrs. Ouyang said this, everyone in the audience was shocked, and then there was a cry of mourning. She listened silently, but her face was expressionless.
The leader of the clan's law-enforcing elders took the lead in calming down, looked at Mrs. Ouyang and said, "Madam, may I ask why the master of the family died?"
Mrs. Ouyang took a deep breath and said loudly: "The unscrupulous son Ouyang Zongrui falsely accused his own sister and put him in jail first, and poisoned his own father and caused his death later. His crime is unforgivable. Therefore, Ouyang Zongrui's name is given to him. He was removed from the genealogy and made friends with the Jingzhao Yin Mansion. From now on, his life and death will have nothing to do with the Ouyang family."
Hearing this, everyone was angry, and Ouyang Zongrui sneered, with a noncommittal look on his face.
Several elders who enforced the rules were stunned. Before they could say anything more, they heard Mrs. Ouyang continue to talk to herself: "I have no way to teach my son, and I have no face to face the family master and other clan elders. I will end it here today."
After she said that, she pulled out a dagger from her waist and stabbed it straight into her chest.
When Fang Zilan broke in with Ouyang Zirou and Wang Lingyuan, she saw this scene. She had no time to step forward to stop it, but Ouyang Zirou opened her mouth, but could not say anything, only tears flowing uncontrollably. , Wang Lingyuan felt her eyes go dark, her legs became weak, and she couldn't help but stumbled two steps.
Huangfu Xin, who was following them, subconsciously took a step forward and covered Ouyang Zirou's eyes. Shangguan Min beside him held Wang Lingyuan's shoulders and softly comforted her: "Sister Lingyuan, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Fang Zilan was not surprised. Xiao Xuan'er had told her a long time ago that because of her warning, Huangfuxin and Shangguanmin pretended to return to the north, but in fact hid outside the capital. If the case was delayed, they would delay Will return to the north.
She had said everything that needed to be said and done everything that needed to be done. If she still had to chase people away behind her, it would be too much. She was too lazy to expose Huangfu Xin and Shangguan Min's little tricks, and she didn't have time to personally escort them back to the north, so she simply let them go.
None of them were afraid of losing their positions and dismissing their titles, regardless of their wealth and life, so why should she worry so much?
However, the situation was too chaotic at this time. Mrs. Ouyang's suicide attracted everyone's attention, and no one noticed these uninvited guests in the corner for a while.
Wang Lingyuan calmed down and looked at Fang Zilan as if asking for help. She made a "just wait and see what happens" gesture to her, so she said no more.
Shangguan Min followed Wang Jingyuan's line of sight and looked towards Fang Zilan, but what he got was a "I'll settle the score with you later" mouth. He moved his eyes away and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Huangfuxin covering Ouyang Zi with one hand. With soft eyes, he held her shoulder with one hand, fearing to touch her injured hand, he was cautious like never before.
There was chaos in the ancestral hall, and soon someone raised the issue of the succession of the head of the family. Ouyang Juncheng stood up. Some elders questioned and some supported, and the two parties had a heated argument.
Seeing this, Ouyang Zongrui laughed out loud and shouted loudly: "Father, mother, your bones are not cold yet, but these people are fighting for the position of the head of the family. It is really ridiculous!"
His voice caused everyone in the ancestral hall to gradually become quiet. One of the elders who enforced the law frowned and said sternly: "Ouyang Zongrui, you falsely accused your own sister of poisoning your own father, how can you show your dignity like this?"
"Yes, I slandered Roumei and poisoned my own father. I dare to admit each of these, but what about you? It's sanctimonious, hypocritical and disgusting." A sinister look flashed in Ouyang Zongrui's eyes, "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I have nothing to say at this point. I want to see how many people you can kill and how many lives you take for the sake of being the head of the family, even if you talk about benevolence, justice and morality..."
"Shut up!" The elder who enforced the rules said with a sullen look on his face, "Madam is too kind to raise a white-eyed wolf like you!"
"I don't think so." Another law-enforcement elder retorted: "Madam is the daughter of the Wei family. Everyone here has seen what the Dukes of Wei before and after have looked like. Who knows whether it was her own plan. Now, Seeing that things were exposed, I had to commit suicide so that I could leave a name behind me..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a voice of disapproval: "Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds, what is the benefit of doing this, madam?"
"The Duke of Wei was still young at that time. When the water entered the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter, no one said that the Duke of Wei was poisonous and would not eat his seeds, right?"
"That was done voluntarily by Duke Wei. What does it have to do with Duke Xian Wei?"...
"Everyone, I'm going too far." The leader of the law-enforcing elders coughed heavily, "The top priority is to determine the next head of the family, and then take care of the family's funeral and his wife's affairs."
"The next head of the family?" Everyone came back to their senses and began to discuss it. Originally, according to the custom, before the death of the family head, a suicide note designating the next family head would be sent to the ancestral hall, which would be witnessed by all the elders of the clan.
However, this time the head of the Ouyang family was poisoned, and Mrs. Ouyang was the mother of the murderer, so the suicide note left behind seemed unreliable.
However, the next head of the family designated in the suicide note is Ouyang Juncheng. Although this child is not as noble as his legitimate son, he has always been stable and down-to-earth, and has high hopes. It makes sense for him to succeed him as the head of the family.
But if Ouyang Juncheng was allowed to succeed as the head of the family, he would be reluctant and difficult to convince the public.
Fang Zilan watched with cold eyes, secretly thinking that people's hearts are really unpredictable. If it hadn't been for this, even if there were ten Ouyang Zongrui standing nearby, this group of people would not hesitate to believe that Ouyang Jun would be the next head of the family. But now Mrs. Ouyang's life is not enough to make this group of people firm in their belief.
There was no other reason than that Mrs. Ouyang was dead. Her suicide was like a confession, causing people to panic, and even the family head's suicide note was no longer credible.
She could have surrounded the ancestral hall just like the soldiers who surrounded the Ouyang family, settled everything and then committed suicide. Unfortunately, she felt too guilty and thought too well of the Ouyang family. Little did she know that behind the power, there were always unscrupulous tigers and wolves.
Someone suddenly shouted, and everyone suddenly had an idea - Ouyang Juncheng could succeed as the next head of the family, but Mrs. Ouyang must be driven out of the house to prove her innocence.
Fang Zilan just found it funny. What do you mean by being kicked out of the house? Everyone is already dead, so how can we drive away? Should we just leave their bodies in the wilderness?
Facts have proved that she was too simplistic. The so-called rush by these people was actually a letter of divorce.
Hearing this, Ouyang Zirou couldn't bear it anymore. She shook off Huangfuxin's hand and wanted to say something, but suddenly found that she couldn't make any sound.
Huangfuxin grabbed Ouyang Zirou's wrist, pulled her back, and allowed her to be punched and kicked without moving.
"Aphasia will not be cured in a while." Fang Zilan glanced at Ouyang Zirou, and this explanation seemed to be addressed to her as well as to Huangfuxin.
Huangfuxin was stunned. He wanted to ask but heard Wang Lingyuan say: "Master Fang, don't we care?"
"How do you care?" Fang Zilan spread her hands, "Zi Rou is speechless. Your husband is in a dilemma and he is also a Clay Bodhisattva. We are all outsiders and can't say anything."
"But..." As soon as Wang Lingyuan opened her mouth, someone said, "What if the divorce letter makes Mrs. Wei angry?"
"Who from a wealthy family would want an abandoned wife?" Someone replied: "What's more, Lord Wei Guogong has never had any contact with her..."
"Who said that my aunt and I have never been in contact with each other forever?" The unruly voice overcame the din in the ancestral hall. The visitor's expression was gloomy, and there was a deep scowl in his handsome eyebrows.
Fang Zilan looked at the tall figure walking in slowly and sighed, "It's not too late."
