One person is happy and others are sad. Tonight is an unforgettable night for Mo Feifan, but it is a painful night for Weishan. Not only did he lose 30,000 taels of silver in vain, but even more than a dozen of his closest subordinates died.
into the hands of killers. He hated those killers, even more so Zhao Mazi and Luo Dabiao.
That night, Weishan, who was "lucky" to save his life, fled back to Weijia Village in embarrassment. Soon, Weishan was attacked by a killer, and the news that he was almost killed quickly spread in the village. The patriarch of Weijia Village immediately summoned ten people in the village.
Men aged over six and under sixty all go to the ancestral hall to discuss matters. There are nearly 20,000 villagers in Weijia Village, and there are nearly 6,000 people who are qualified to go to the ancestral hall to discuss matters.
The Weijia Village Ancestral Hall covers an area of 20 acres. It is one of the largest ancestral halls in Qiushui Town and even the entire Yincheng area.
The ancestral hall cost more than one thousand taels and took three years to build. This ancestral hall enshrines more than 10,000 ancestral tablets from Xuejia Village and a family tree as high as eight people.
The patriarch of Weijia Village is an old man in his eighties with white hair, white eyebrows and a white beard. The old man's name is Wei Yi, and he is the oldest elder in the village.
"Is everyone here?" the old man asked with a loud voice and full of momentum.
One advantage of having a large number of people in the village is that no matter who is coming or not, you will know immediately.
Someone in the crowd immediately helped to talk to him: "The second boy from Lao Liu's family didn't come, he's sick."
"The old oil man will be here soon. He is going to the latrine."
"..."
Weijia Village is united and can stick together and fight side by side no matter what difficulties they encounter. This is also an important reason why this village has the courage to sell private salt. If the people in the village were all in harmony with each other, they would have been bullied long ago.
Feeling that everyone was almost there, Wei Yi poked the ground with his walking stick: "Just be quiet, everyone. Just be quiet."
In the ancestral hall, it soon became quiet.
Wei Yi waved to Weishan and said: "Shanwazi, my uncles and brothers are all here. Please tell everyone what happened to you in detail."
Weishan drank half a catty of wine before he could barely suppress his fright. He walked boldly to the crowd and choked with sobs: "Dear uncles and brothers, Zhao Mazi and Luo Dabiao did not obey the rules. On my way back,
They killed more than 20 of my brothers in a sneak attack. I tried my best and managed to escape from the killer's hands. I pity my more than 20 brothers, and they didn't even get their bodies back..."
The more he talked, the sadder he became, and in the end he started crying. This was not an act. The more than 20 people with him were also from Weijia Village, and they were also his friends who grew up wearing open-crotch pants with him. They died tragically for no reason.
As a big brother, of course he couldn't bear it.
Upon hearing this, bursts of crying came from the crowd. They were either brothers of the deceased or playmates who had a close relationship with the deceased.
"Kill Zhao Mazi, kill Luo Dabiao. Avenge the dead brothers." In the crowd, a young boy waved his fist and shouted loudly. Young people are impulsive and act recklessly. As soon as they saw someone taking the lead, a large number of people immediately gathered.
Response: "Pit down Dongling! Level down Luojia Village!"
Unlike these young people, the older villagers have their own concerns. The battle between villages is not just as simple as killing a few people. If it gets violent, the casualties can even exceed hundreds. This
Hundreds of people means hundreds of families are broken. As they grow older, the energy in their bones has long been worn away by time, and these people want to live a more peaceful life.
Many uncles and uncles asked: "Should we ask Zhao Mazi and Luo Dabiao to find out clearly, what if they weren't the ones who did it?"
"Yes, if it is really they who did it, let's talk about it carefully. Drinking rooster blood wine or something like that and fighting and killing will not solve the problem."
"Drinking rooster blood wine doesn't matter. How many times have I drunk it? Should there be a conflict or a conflict in several villages? Should there be a murder or a murder?" A young man immediately retorted.
Some of the elders showed their dignity and angrily rebuked: "Little things know how to fight and kill. If you die, your mother won't cry to death..."
Weishan knew that someone needed to stand up and speak at this time to stimulate the enthusiasm of others, so he stood up and said: "Others are bullying us. If we compromise blindly, it will only make them push forward. Now they can kill
Twenty people can kill two hundred people tomorrow. Who can guarantee that these two hundred people will not have your sons or nephews?"
Weishan took a breath and looked at those uncles and uncles. Many of them had sweat on their foreheads. Yes, these people are the unlucky ones this time. Who knows who will be unlucky next time. What he said was appreciated.
received the full support of the younger generation. The younger generation shouted "Support Brother Shan, destroy Zhao Mazi, destroy Luo Dabiao".
Seeing that some people were still hesitant, Weishan said angrily: "If anyone is afraid of death, he should stay at home. I won't force him. If one day his family members are killed, don't blame me for not standing up for him."
After hearing this, the villagers in Weijia Village all placed their hopes on Wei Yi.
"Ancestor, please say something, what should we do?"
Wei Yi poked the ground hard with his walking stick: "What else can I do? Of course I'll beat you. If you don't do it, I'll do it myself. You guys, the older you get, the less courageous you are. Have you forgotten that in our Weijia Village?
Therefore, it can become the largest village famous far and near because of the word unity."
"Oh, ancestor, how can I ask you to come in person? Your words are enough." Weishan almost knelt down to Wei Yi in excitement.
Those who were still hesitating blushed when they heard what Wei Yi said. "Pa!" A fifty-year-old man with a gray beard slapped the table: "The old patriarch is right, who has our Wei Village been afraid of?! Dongdong
Ling and Luojiacun, count me in.
With the old man taking the lead, others stood up and expressed their stance. Some of them were reluctant, but seeing everyone acting like this, they had no choice but to stand up and express their stance.
"Okay, ancestor worship, get ready to take action." Weishan waved his big hand and said in a loud voice.
After worshiping the ancestors, it was already dawn. Everyone went back to their homes and had a few simple meals, then gathered in front of the ancestral halls with their helpers.
After the assembly was completed, the army, led by a sixty-year-old man from the town, marched toward Dongling Village, which is slightly closer to Weijia Village.
At this time, the villagers in Dongling Village had finished their meals and were preparing to start the day's work. The first people to notice that something was wrong were a group of children herding cattle. Dozens of children were herding cattle on the field ridge when they suddenly saw a group of people in front of them looking murderous.
The ground rushed over.
"No, no, people from Weijia Village are here to fight." The child was so frightened that he didn't even lead the cow, and ran back to the village to call the adults. There have been several conflicts between Weijia Village and Dongling Village, and even the villagers
The children all know about the conflict between the two villages. This hatred has been planted in their bones so early.