In front of the Chun family's mansion, there were cars like water, horses like dragons, and people came and went, all wearing mourning clothes in black suits, holding white chrysanthemums in their hands, and going in and out of the mourning hall with a solemn expression.

After all, although the Chun family may not be a large family in the whole of China, it has a deep foundation and a family development process of more than a hundred years. It was developed by the branches of the Cao Gang and has huge connections in China. Therefore, people who come to worship can be described as a huge number. However, because it is already dusk on the third day, and although there are still many people coming, the spiritual worship service is approaching the end. If nothing unexpected happens, they can be buried directly tomorrow.

However, today will also be the most important day for the Chun family. Because according to the old customs and habits of the Chun family, if the head of the family dies suddenly, without appointing the next head of the family in advance, before the head of the family will return to the spirit tomorrow, under the leadership of the sect council, the successor head of the family must be selected in front of the spirit.

In fact, this regulation is also afraid that the family will start to fight for power and throne, which will cause the family's vitality to be severely damaged by internal friction.

Seeing that it was getting late and it was almost dusk, the spirit worship service was finally over. Next, the Chun family will launch a prefabricated emergency temporary election plan. It is necessary to select a new head of the Chun family before the Chun mountains return to the soil tomorrow to preside over the next ceremony, officially debut, and exercise the power of the Chun family head.[

Before the mourning hall, the bleak clouds of sorrow had already been wiped away quietly, and replaced by a faint sound of golden swords that were about to come.

Now, the seven elders who formed the Chun Family Council, two foreign deacons and internal deacons, Wu Lizhen, the wife of the waning man Chun Wanshan, and his daughter Chun Shiyun, and all the respected seniors of the Chun Family gathered in front of the mourning hall. Everyone looked solemn, but many people had their own thoughts, their eyes flashed a little, and they seemed to be making plans for their future.

"Everyone, I won't say much nonsense. The sudden death of the head of the family has hit my Chun family hard. But no matter what, someone must take over the big treasure of the Chun family and shoulder the responsibility and mission of maintaining the family's continued progress. Now, I announce that the election of the Chun family head has officially started. Since the head of the Wanshan family has no male Ding Zisen and no designated candidates, according to the regulations, except for the seven elders of the Chun family council, two internal and external deacons, the head's wife and daughter Chun Shiyun, the best of the younger generation can participate in this election. Now, the first round of nominations will be carried out, the seven elders will be reviewed and selected, and the three candidates will be determined. Everyone will vote for the final result by the number of votes." Chun Wanhe, the head of the seven elders of the Chun family council, said loudly.

The old man is of the same generation as Chun Wanshan, but he is much older than Chun Wanshan. He is almost seventy years old this year. He has been working diligently in this position all his life, respected, and is also an older generation elder with a good reputation in Chun family.

Chun Wanhe presided over the ceremony, looked at the crowd below majestic and said in a deep voice.

"Great Elder, I think that one of the people you just said is missing." At this moment, another thin old man in his early sixties who was standing at the bottom of his head turned to look at him and said loudly. His name is Chun Wanrong, and he is also the second elder in the Presbyterian Church who is second only to the Great Elder Chun Wanhe. He is usually serious, but extremely majestic.

"Who?" Chun Wanhe was stunned for a moment and asked with a frown.
Chapter completed!