In the main hall of the Wang family, Wang Xiuzhi was sitting in the center of the hall. To his left was the old lady of the Wang family, and to his right was Mrs. Luo.
This is enough to show the strong sense of family status of the Wang family. In the Wang family, family really comes first.
According to the etiquette and law, Mrs. Luo has an official position as a first-grade imperial concubine. If there is no imperial official above the first rank, Mrs. Luo will sit in the center no matter what.
Even if the Lord of the City comes in person, he will have to settle down because his rank is not as good as Mrs. Luo's.
But now this sitting order is very intriguing.
If Wang Xiuzhi is one of the eight surnames, the contemporary head of the Wang family in Taiyuan can deserve to sit in the center.
Then there will be another problem. The head of the Wang family is also white, and the old lady is also white, but the old lady is the only surviving member of the older generation of the Wang family, and she is also the mother of the current head of the family. From this perspective, the old lady should Sit in the center.
Fang Yi can understand sitting like this.
But unexpectedly, the person sitting in the center was not Mrs. Luo or the old lady, but Wang Xiuzhi.
Wang Xiuzhi just sat in the middle, but the old lady wanted to sit on top of Mrs. Luo.
So this sitting order is wrong no matter how you sit, because it was wrong from the beginning.
But from this, Fang Yi also saw why the eight surnames declined. It was very simple. If they couldn't recognize the reality and couldn't position themselves correctly, they would just rest on the merits left by their ancestors.
This is the source of the Wang family's decay.
No king, no ministers, no father, no son!
But all this has nothing to do with Fang Yi. The life and death of the Wang family has little to do with him.
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On both sides of the main hall were the second, third and other branches of the Wang family.
According to the distance of the bloodline, sit in a row.
Below, there are two long rows of banquet tables. This is the custom of the Wang family to have morning tea. When they come to serve tea, these juniors of the Wang family will accompany their ancestors to have some morning tea and chat and get close to each other.
At this time, Wang Zhizhi took the lead, followed by Wang Zhijing, and then the other children of the Wang family.
Everyone served the tea respectfully and said in unison: "I'll invite my grandma to drink tea, and my father (uncle) to drink tea."
The old lady nodded.
Everyone said in unison: "Elders, please have some tea."
Wang Xiuzhi nodded and said, "Sit down."
After many disciples of the Wang family served tea, they each found their own seats and sat down in a row.
Fang Yi followed suit and was about to find a seat at the bottom table near the door, but it turned out that Fang Yi had overthought it. When Fang Yi went to find his seat, he found that there was no vacancy. .
The entire hall was packed with people, and there was no place for Fang Yi to sit.
Then, in the huge hall, only Fang Yi was left standing there.
Everyone's eyes immediately turned to him.
Above, Old Taijun and Wang Xiuzhi also looked over, and a trace of disgust flashed in Old Taijun's eyes.
Wang Xiuzhi looked coldly, turned around and scolded: "How did you arrange it?"
After Wang Xiuzhi died, the chief steward of the Wang family hurriedly rushed out and knelt on the spot: "The master's atonement is due to the old slave's omission. The old slave has repeatedly counted the number of people before, but he has forgotten the uncle of the Luo family, old slave. The crime deserves death!!”
Wang Xiuzhi frowned, and then said: "You are the first offender, so make arrangements quickly and get out. Next time, be careful with your head!"
The butler hurriedly waved, and not long after, the servant outside the door brought in a table and placed it on the right side of the door. Not long after, some fruits and refreshments were put out.
"Sit down, this is not directed at you, don't think too much." Wang Xiuzhi said calmly, without any emotion in his tone.
"My son-in-law, thank you Taijun, and thank you, Master Wang." Fang Yi bowed and sat down at the table calmly, without any embarrassment.
"Isn't it arranged on purpose?" A glint flashed in Fang Yi's eyes: "A housekeeper called me uncle of the Luo family? He waved and a servant came out and brought the table. Isn't this arranged?"
"Want to kill my majesty?" Fang Yi sneered in his heart: "I want to see what other tricks you have up to this point!!"
Fang Yi was filled with resentment at this moment. It wasn't that Fang Yi was narrow-minded, but that the Wang family really didn't regard him as a human being from the beginning.
The disgust that Old Taijun and Wang Xiuzhi felt towards him was beyond words and was about to spill out! !
And it had been like this from the beginning. On the racecourse, Wang Xiuzhi wouldn't even let Fang Yi call his uncle, for fear of insulting the name of his Wang family.
...
Many children of the Wang family witnessed this scene with their own eyes and cast mocking glances. They seemed to be very happy to see Fang Yi deflated.
However, seeing that Fang Yi didn't have any fluctuation in his expression, they suddenly felt bored and stopped looking at Fang Yi.
Mrs. Luo sat on the high platform, motionless, and her expression did not change at all. She did not seem to see what happened just now, and it seemed that it had nothing to do with her. She was just sitting on top as a spectator.
There was only a middle-aged man sitting next to Mrs. Luo who looked to be about the same age as Wang Xiuzhi. His eyes were full of sinisterness and he was watching all this with cold eyes. He did not make any move, but the way he looked at Fang Yi was somewhat... There was some faint murderous intention, but he hid it very well, and the murderous intention that emerged disappeared in an instant, without anyone seeing it, and no one noticed anything strange.
Until Fang Yi heard a faint voice in his ear: "Uncle, next to my wife is Wang Duzhi from the second room, Wang Zhiyang's father, and Wang Xiuzhi's younger brother. He, he seems to have murderous intentions for you!!"
Fang Yi remained calm, but understood everything in his heart: "It turns out that it was really not Wang Xiuzhi who arranged it, but Wang Duzhi."
But just think about it. Fang Yi took Wang Zhiyang’s yard in front of everyone at the racecourse and let Wang Zhiyang live in the backyard. This was a great shame and humiliation for Wang Zhiyang, and it also caused him to be grounded. , Wang Duzhi always loved his son the most, and it was unnatural to want to deal with Fang Yi.
"I know." Fang Yi winked at Chuntao, indicating that he already knew.
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Then it was breakfast time. The children of the Wang family began to have breakfast with the old lady and the elders in the family. During the dinner, the old lady began to ask Wang Zhizhi and Wang Zhijing some things from time to time, and occasionally asked the children of other houses. .
All questions were answered, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.
Fang Yi was not interested in this, but started to work seriously.
Because the atrium and the backyard were far apart, Fang Yi got up early in the morning, so he really didn't eat. Of course, Fang Yi was very hungry.
"Fang Yi." Just as Fang Yi was working hard to cook, he heard Wang Zhizhi calling him.
Seeing Fang Yi immersed in eating, Wang Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, then frowned, turned to the butler and said: "Uncle Wang, from now on, give all my share of food and supplements to Fang every day." Yi sent it to him, and looking at his appearance, those who didn’t know better thought that my Wang family abused outsiders, and wouldn’t even give them stuttering, so that people would laugh if the news spread.”
Butler Wang quickly agreed: "Yes, young master."
"Thank you." When Fang Yi heard that he was going to give him food, he immediately grasped the key point and put down the pastry in his hand.
"Barbarians from the North are uneducated and ungrateful." A member of the Wang family said with a sneer.
"Yes, yes, I heard that people in the North have hair and blood in their mouths. Fang Yi has returned to his true nature today." Another young lady from the Wang family covered her mouth and smiled.
"Hahahaha." As soon as these words came out, all the Wang family children burst into laughter, and the mocking look on everyone's faces became more serious.
"Okay." Wang Zhizhi spoke again, stopping the discussion of other members of the Wang family, and the whole place fell silent.
Wang Zhizhi looked at Fang Yi again and asked: "Fang Yi, let me ask you, I heard that you wrote two poems at the Mid-Autumn Festival. Were they good?"
Fang Yi looked at Wang Zhijing and said with a smile: "The second brother of the Wang family is here. He witnessed the whole process."
"Okay, I didn't expect you to have such a talent for poetry." Wang Zhizhi continued: "But, why did you have a conflict with Tang Buku??"
"Moreover, you also broke Tang Buku's literary heart. Tang Buku is now unconscious and his soul has been severely damaged. He may become a madman in his life!" Wang Zhizhi looked at Fang Yi again, his eyes cold. Meaning: “Do you know this??”
"I don't know." Fang Yi shook his head, "Even if I know, it has nothing to do with me."
"It doesn't matter?" Wang Zhizhi said angrily: "Did you know that he was born in the Tang family in Sichuan?"
"I know." Fang Yi replied.
"Did you know that he is one of the eight surnames??"
"Of course." Fang Yi picked up the cakes on the table.
"Then do you know that the eight surnames have the same spirit, and this Mid-Autumn Festival gathering is still hosted by my Wang family!!" Wang Zhizhi became even more angry at this time.
Fang Yi took a bite of the pastry: "What do these have to do with me?"
Wang Zhizhi suddenly stood up at this time: "Fang Yi, do you still think you are a member of the Wang family? The Tang family and my Wang family are of the same spirit, and those who come here are guests. You are so cruel and destroy our eight... Your surname is Lianyi, what crime do you deserve!!"
"What crime am I guilty of??" Fang Yi remained calm at this moment, then glanced around and put down the cake in his hand: "Don't you even ask me why I want to compete with Tang Buku in poetry? ?”
"I also want to ask, the eighth surname, does the eighth surname have anything to do with me??"
"Do any of you regard me as a descendant of the Wang family??"
Fang Yi made a loud statement at this time and opened his mouth to attack all the Wang family members present.
