Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Chapter 402: Hand over the title deed obediently



Chapter 402: Hand over the title deed obediently

"Bullshit!" The scholar's wife was so angry that she was shaking all over, her eyes red.

"This was obviously bought by my father-in-law, who was once an important official in the imperial court!

If he hadn't been seriously ill and his family hadn't fallen into poverty, would you have the chance to bully me like this now?

Which family in the clan hasn't received kindness from my father-in-law? Wasn't he good enough to you? Why do you want to kill us all?

This money is for my husband to go to the capital to take the imperial examination. If he becomes a high-ranking official in the future, wouldn’t that be a good thing for you?”

The crowd around was in an uproar. Some people showed a look of reluctance, but lowered their heads under the fierce gazes of the elders.

Several elders looked at each other, sneered in disapproval, and one of them said in a shrill voice:

"Humph, whether your husband can pass the exam is still uncertain! We don't know when he will pass the exam, and we can't wait.

We will decide on this manor today!"

After saying that, he moved forward and made as if he was going to rush in.

Seeing this, the scholar's wife did not retreat. Instead, she straightened her spine, holding two kitchen knives, blocking the door of the manor and shouting loudly: "Who dares! As long as I am here today, no one can take away my manor!"

One of the big, burly men jumped up and cursed:

"How dare you, bitch! Zhang Jingxuan, do you care about your wife?

Marrying such a tigress, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the neighbors? "

Zhang Jingxuan was thin and dressed in a washed-out gown. He unconsciously tugged at the corners of his clothes with both hands, and took a slight step backward. His face flushed as he retorted, "It's obviously you who are bullying me too much! I'm a scholar. If you dare to make a move, I'll go to the county government and sue you!"

As soon as these words came out, the people in the tribe burst into laughter as if they had heard a huge joke.

An elder leaning on a cane, his face wrinkled, spat with disdain:

"What's the point of passing the exam to become a scholar? He's such a loser, so what if he passes the exam to become a scholar?

We have plenty of ways to get him out of office when the time comes. We will never let him become an official!

If a man like him were to become an official, what good could he do for our clan?"

Another thin man also echoed:

"If this guy really becomes an official, who knows how he'll control us in the future! We won't have a good life.

Zhang Jingxuan, you only have two daughters. Won’t this farm belong to our clan in the future?

If I hand it over now, I can even sell it to you, so your two daughters will have someone to rely on when the time comes."

In this era, the shackles of feudal ethics weighed heavily on people's hearts. If one could not give birth to a son to inherit the family business, he would be considered an unforgivable sinner.

According to convention, as long as there is no male in the family, the family property will naturally pass into the hands of the clan.

When the scholar's wife heard the unreasonable remarks of her clansmen, her anger suddenly reached its peak.

She put her hands on her hips and said:

"Even if I sold this farm and spent all the money, I would never give a single cent to you heartless people!

Who do you think you are? When my father-in-law was alive, he took good care of you and responded to your every request.

Now that he's gone, and his body isn't even cold yet, you're already rushing to take over our property. Have your consciences been eaten by dogs?"

The scholar's wife became more and more excited as she spoke, her eyes reddened and tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall:

"My husband is a scholar, full of knowledge, he just has bad luck and is temporarily down and out.

When he goes to the capital to take the imperial examination and returns with high score, and becomes a high-ranking official one day, we’ll see how you still have the nerve to come and see us!

Aren't you afraid of retribution for bullying us like this today?"

When the people in the clan heard what the scholar's wife said, they immediately exploded. The burly man in the lead shouted at the top of his voice:

"Retribution? What retribution? Stop trying to scare us with these words!

Your family's things should belong to the clan! This is the rule set by our ancestors, and you cannot refute it! "

The other tall and thin man was not to be outdone. He squeezed to the front, pointed his finger at the scholar's wife's nose, and said viciously:

"Don't waste our time! We've already given you a chance, don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit! You want to sell this farm?

Absolutely impossible! This village is the foundation of our clan. No matter what, we will not let you succeed.

If you know what's good for you today, just hand over the land deed and we'll give you a chance to live. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

Lin Wanwan stood aside, the expression on her face gradually solidified from initial surprise to dullness, her eyes full of disbelief.

She knew that the feudal ethics in ancient society were strict and that the rules and concepts of "cannibalism" were common, but when she witnessed this scene with her own eyes, she was still deeply shocked.

The people in these tribes are terribly short-sighted, and their minds and eyes are full of only their own immediate selfish interests.

They ignored the kindness of the scholar's family in the past and wanted to take over the family property for themselves just because there was no male heir in the family to inherit the family business. They even forced the scholar into a desperate situation.

In their eyes, rules are above everything else, self-interest is above everything else, and human life and dignity are as worthless as grass.

Lin Wanwan felt a wave of sadness. In this era, there were more people than just the scholar's family who were carried away by these decadent ideas.

But when I really want to change, I don’t know where to start.

Lin Wanwan finally understood why women in ancient times were so obsessed with giving birth to sons.

In order to have a son, it is common for men to take concubines. Not only can the main wife not complain, she even has to put on a smile and actively take charge of the matter.

There is no voluntary or open-minded attitude behind this. It is clearly a helpless act after being forced into a corner by reality.

Because if you can't give birth to a son, even if you are the main wife, even if you take care of all the household affairs, even if you devote countless efforts to this family, in the end it will all be in vain.

As long as there is no male in the family, according to the cannibalistic clan rules, all the family property, from land and houses to gold and silver jewelry, must be handed over to the clan without exception.

The tribesmen before us are the best example.

If you want to change these, you have to change the laws of this dynasty.

Lin Wanwan sighed, and the steward next to her rushed over with a group of people and asked, "What are you guys doing? Madam Zhang, you said before that you wanted to sell this farm. Are you still selling it now?"

Madam Zhang unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, her voice trembling with excitement. "Manager Wang, are you really selling it? Is there really anyone who wants to buy this farm?"

Steward Wang smiled and nodded vigorously, then pointed at Madam Bai and her group: "Look, these are the distinguished guests who want to buy your manor."

Hearing this, Madam Zhang's eyes became hot and tears flowed uncontrollably.

She quickly raised her hand to wipe away the tears that kept flowing out, and repeatedly said, "Quick, please come in and sit down."


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