Chapter Eleven A First Look at Hopefulness
February is about to pass halfway, the cold wind is no longer freezing into the bone marrow, and the feeling of spring is getting stronger.
Not only did the dry peach trees in the courtyard also burst into life, with little green buds rising in the wind.
Zhou Bai took a few white-water eggs and put them in his arms for breakfast. This was his obsession with growing up in his memory. The clan could still do what they promised, and provide sufficient supplies for daily needs.
"Master Bai!" Zhou Yuan was standing straight outside the courtyard gate. When he saw Zhou Bai coming out, he quickly bowed and said hello.
Zhou Bai looked at Zhou Yuan deeply and said softly: "Do you regret it?"
The little leader who was originally the clan's martial artist was now assigned to look after the family and the courtyard under a young master with no real power.
It is definitely impossible to say that there is no gap. Zhou Bai can see a bit of sadness between Zhou Yuan's eyebrows. As far as he knows, because of the third room, Zhou Yuan's former subordinates have stopped interacting with him during this period.
"No." Zhou Yuan replied subconsciously.
Perhaps because he felt that this was not sincere enough, he affirmed: "I believe in Master Bai."
When Zhou Yuan answered, Zhou Bai quietly used the Qi Watching Technique. A cool feeling flashed through his eyes, and the world suddenly changed.
Let’s not talk about the distance, let’s talk about the nearby. First, Uncle Fu in the courtyard.
A pale white natal tree appears on the top of the head, very thin, like an aging vine.
Sparse white air gathered around it, mostly light white, no red, but there were also a few wisps of pure white.
Zhou Baiwang's Qi skills were not yet high enough to determine the source of these fortunes. He could only instinctively sense that a few wisps of pure white were pointing towards his family, and even him.
Although he is a servant, his ancestors are attached to the family, so he should be blessed by some luck.
If you were an ordinary villager in the countryside, there is a high probability that you would only have Danbai. With this kind of luck, some twists and turns in life may be unbearable.
Zhou Bai was thinking, if he becomes a high official in the future, or makes some progress in his career, will it change Uncle Fu's fate? No matter how bad things happen, he can still be blessed by good fortune, right?
But he didn't think about it for too long, and Yu Shi looked at Zhou Yuan again.
A proud and straight natal energy soared up above Zhou Yuan's head, and its color turned out to be pure red with hints of light yellow. This was the destiny of the state and county that left the county.
If one only looks at one's destiny, Zhou Yuan can always reach the sixth rank as an official without any pressure. Even if he is the fifth rank, he can do it reluctantly without any moral incompetence.
But at this time, there were only wisps of white air around Zhou Yuan. Even though it was more than Fu Bo, it was not more than an order of magnitude larger.
How could such foreign luck support Zhou Yuan's rise?
This is called "the material is not out of the crowd, and the jade is still in its original state."
In my memory, Zhou Yuan's performance was just in line with his destiny, and he was very capable.
"Hahaha, very good. Now you go to the tribe to collect money and food. I will go to the county to use it." Zhou Bai laughed appreciatively, patted Zhou Yuan on the shoulder and explained.
"Yes." Zhou Yuan bowed and accepted the order without asking any questions.
He looked at Zhou Bai's leaving figure with a strange light in his eyes. He didn't expect that the young master still had to take the county examination without Yinfu's support.
Is this reluctance or confidence?
Zhou Yuan had a lot of thoughts about Zhou Bai's actions, and Zhou Bai even remembered the original intention of recruiting Zhou Yuan. At that time, he didn't have the art of telepathy.
When the sea is flowing across the sea, heroes show their true qualities; when the wind is high and the waves are rough, the mainstay is even more visible.
When the great catastrophe came in the previous life, although the Zhou family was just a new wealthy family in the county, there were still many talents who stood out.
Zhou Yuan was the leader of the clan soldiers. He stood up to resist the enemy and protected the clan for a month. Unfortunately, reinforcements arrived late and he died fighting hard.
The commander of the state's reinforcements, who was responsible for the aftermath, personally praised Zhou Yuan as a tiger general who could command an army of ten thousand people.
Catching this type of talent early can save him a lot of effort in controlling the family.
Having just finished eating a few eggs, Zhou Bai had already arrived at a splendid courtyard in the clan. This was the center of the Zhou family, the Qunshi Hall.
As soon as he learned the art of fortune-telling, he couldn't help but check his family's luck again. The complex of buildings made up of various houses gradually dimmed and turned into a shadow in Zhou Bai's eyes.
Then wisps of luck emerged from the shadow of the building, pale white, pure white, light red, and even a lot of gray gas mixed in, and finally formed a specious broken network covering the ancestral house.
Looking closer, this large, tattered net extends to all areas controlled by the family. The entire net appears pure white, with occasional hints of light red.
Only in the ancestral house at the core can you see the strands of light red, but they are still mostly pure white, with only a small part of the light red.
Having just finished reading the family fortune, Zhou Bai felt a sharp pain in his mind, as if he was falling into an abyss, and it was difficult to continue his qi-gazing technique.
After all, he has not stepped into the path, and is completely controlled by a soul that is different from ordinary people. However, the mental power of ordinary people is limited after all.
Zhou Baidai stood in front of the door of Qunshi Hall, his body swaying, looking a little weird and ridiculous to outsiders.
But he didn't care, he just sighed a little, this is the destiny of the Xiang clan at the peak of the clan?
The so-called red house, at least the ancestral house's luck is all red.
What is the Great Broken Net, the institutional law net mentioned in the inheritance of Qi-Wang Technique?
Zhou Bai obtained so much information that it was difficult to sort it out for a while, so he simply put it aside and turned around and stepped into the door of the Group Affairs Hall.
Deacons and clan elders will always be stationed here. If some important matters cannot be decided, the clan leader will summon the heads of each house to discuss and discuss.
Since the establishment of Qunshitang, the family has rarely made wrong decisions, and therefore has been on the rise.
Zhou Bai does not think there is anything wrong with such a decision-making body, but if he were in charge, he would definitely carry out reforms.
Dispersed strength, slow advancement, and difficulty in accomplishing great things are all disadvantages.
Of course, this means that the Zhou family has never had a strong person who can lead the family, rather than the family leading him.
After several twists and turns and passing through several long corridors, Zhou Bai arrived at the office of the patriarch Zhou Mingxuan.
At this time, there were already many people waiting outside, all coming to meet the clan leader, but these days, candidates were given priority.
The patriarch is here, and the core organization for handling affairs is here. Many deacons, clerks, and servants shuttle here.
Many people in the clan don't understand Zhou Bai's behavior of giving up his quota blessed by his ancestors and still participating in this county examination.
There were also rods to punish evil servants and the deacon Zhou Datian was fired from the clan, all of which were "famous" within the clan.
Whether it was the deacons coming or going or the county examination candidates waiting, they looked at Zhou Bai with complicated eyes, but they would not take the initiative to talk to troublesome people.
Only Zhou Rui, who had just come out of the house, his eyes lit up when he saw Zhou Bai, and then he deliberately said in a deep voice: "Zhou Bai, come quickly, the clan leader is calling you."
A few candidates also saw Zhou Rui's little trick, but they could still ask the clan leader about such a trivial matter? They could only stare angrily.
Zhou Bai understood in his heart and walked forward with a slight smile. When the two passed by, Zhou Rui hit Zhou Bai on the chest and winked.
Needless to say, the subtext is that you owe me a meal.
When I looked up, I saw that the entrance to the hall in front of me was the intersection of luck from all places. There were a lot of escapes, but most of them were being fed back in an orderly manner.
Every moment, the fate of the Zhou clan increases bit by bit under the operation of Qunshi Hall.
Chapter completed!