Yesterday, Lu Ying and Lu Xiang recalled Lu Ying's grandmother. Lu Yun suddenly thought that his grandmother was still alive. The old lady was very strict at the time and could not stand the spoiled spoiled by her father and mother. Since she was four or five years old, she had personally taught herself to study. If he was naughty and refused to work hard, the old lady would slap him in the palm of her hand without hesitation.

So Lu Yun has always disliked this emperor's grandmother and rarely remembered her for ten years. But once she was touched by others, his longing for the old empress dowager burst out uncontrollably. He now knows that the empress dowager is strict with herself, not that she does not love herself. On the contrary, she loves him too much and has such high expectations for him...

After hearing the news brought by Lu Xin today, Lu Yun couldn't help but feel an impulse. He wanted to go to Ziwei Palace to see his emperor's grandmother, even if he just took a secret look...

But it was no longer his home. The owner of Ziwei Palace was replaced by his second uncle. The tall palace wall was like a natural chasm, standing in front of Lu Yun, and it was not something he could enter just if he wanted to...

In the sadness, Lu Yun's hand was gently held. Lu Ying appeared beside him at some point, his gentle eyes were full of concern.

"Sister." Lu Yun hurriedly held back his tears and wanted to smile at Lu Ying, but he couldn't laugh.

"Don't force yourself. Just cry if you want to. Sister will always be with you." Lu Ying said softly, and his warm voice moistened his heart...

In the Elders' House, several confidant elders were reporting the progress to Lu Wen.

"According to the instructions of the Great Elder, the people below had already acted separately last night, and went from house to house to shout for justice and grief to Lu Jian." An elder smiled and reported: "On the way to the Elders' House, I saw many people talking on the street, saying that Lu Jian died too unclear, and there must be an ulterior motive behind this."

"Yes, the Great Elder," another elder also asked for help, "The tribesmen now say that if the clan leader had not been anxious to help Lu Xin, and forced Lu Jian too quickly. With his status, how could he kill someone in person?"

"Okay, not bad." The elder listened carefully, glanced at several subordinates and said, "If you want to point the finger at Lu Shang, don't focus on Lu Xin, that's to lose the foundation."

"Don't worry, the elder," several subordinates laughed, "We let the people below spread the word that the lord wanted to help his son to the throne, so he regarded Lu Jian, who was valued by our elders, as a thorn in his eyes. This is the real reason for Lu Jian's unluckyness."

"No," the elder took a sip of tea, closed his eyes slightly and said, "This is a fact, we are just letting the tribesmen know." As he said that, he opened his eyes and a cold light flashed, "You still have to work harder. This month's fifteenth is Lu Jian's first seventh. Our elders will play on stage and perform, and we cannot do without the support of those tribesmen."

"Don't worry, elder, we will definitely be furious with the clan members. Maybe we won't have to wait until the end of the year, and on the fifteenth day, we will be able to drive Lu Shang off the stage!" Several elders said with a hurry. Lu Jian's death sounded the alarm for them, realizing that the struggle had reached a point of blood. If we were merciful, they might be the next one to die.

"The voice of stepping down is to be shouted, but don't be too optimistic. You don't know how thick Lu Shang's foundation is. It's impossible to achieve it overnight." The elder did not have such high expectations. He said lightly: "I only hope that after the fifteenth, he can ruin his reputation and completely lose his prestige in the clan, and then wait for the end of the year to succeed in one fell swoop!"

"The elder is far-sighted and takes every step forward," said several elders, "Even Lu Shang, there will be only a crushing defeat in front of you." As he said that, someone had already longed for the bright future after he drove Lu Shang off the stage. "The elder, will you really let Lu Yi come to the stage then? This kid is respectful to us and not clear about the lord."

"I know more than you." Lu Wen smiled coldly, gritted his teeth with hatred, "He is just a bunch of fence-bearers who have no opinions." He paused, "But that's why we are about to choose him. If we really change to a ruthless person like Lu Jian, will the elders be able to make wedding dresses for others?"

"The Great Elder makes sense. Lu Yi is indeed the best control of the eight deacons." The elders nodded one after another, and someone couldn't help but smile: "That kind of person becomes the master of the valve, and Lu Valve is the world of our Presbyterian Church!"

"Hahaha!" When several elders thought that they could do whatever they wanted in the future, they rode on the valve master's neck and peed.

"It's too early to say this. It's not too late to say this when Lu Shang is driven off the stage." The Great Elder looked at these guys unhappily. These people were born and died when they were young. They were considered to be figures of the previous generation. Why did they become so unbearable after they get old?

Of course, he would not think that he was the same as them. The Great Elder said in a deep voice: "The most important thing at the moment is to do Lu Jian's first seven and ring the death knell for Lu Shang's doomsday!"

"Yes!" Seeing that the elder looked serious, the elders quickly curled their smiles and responded seriously...

It was the fifteenth moment in a blink of an eye, and the Lufang Wharf was extremely lively, because today was the day for the tribe to distribute money and food.

The land fences have 30,000 to 40,000 tribes in Beijing, and they can receive a large amount of money and grain from the tribe every month. Originally, they went to the Accounting Council to collect money and grain, but even if they came to collect it according to households, there were still as many as five or six thousand households, filling the square in front of Sanwei Hall.

These tribesmen gathered together, chatting, talking nonsense, and being irrelevant, which made the sky quarrel. They couldn't stand it, so they changed the place where they received money and grain on the dock, at least they could be clean.

At this moment, there were mule carts and horses everywhere on the dock, and many landlord servants carrying baskets and loads, pushing the carts, followed their masters and used their strength to squeeze in. Although it was late autumn, everyone was still sweating all over. It was just to get the money and food sooner.

In the eyes of the common people, a top-level high-ranking family like the land franchises should be rich and full of fish and meat every time. But in fact, there are countless children in the aristocratic family, and there are tens of thousands of them in the capital alone. Except for those who have become high-ranking officials or have important positions in the aristocratic family, which is not easy for most aristocratic children to live.

These family members who are not engaged in production and disdain to do business are waiting for this day every month. Their food, clothing, housing, transportation, and various expenses all have to focus on the monthly money and grain distributed by the tribe to spend. Many people are still waiting for the rice to be cooked, so how can they not be in a hurry?

But the more anxious they were, the less they saw the ships of the Accounting Department coming. Seeing that more and more people gathered on the dock, it was difficult to turn around. The tribesmen's anger inevitably rushed up. "What's going on? Why are the people of the Accounting Department going to procrastinate?!"

"That's right, I used to transport the grain back from Tongluo Cang at this time, and it's been a long time since I was shipped."

"Is there another ship on the Water Gate that has blocked our grain ship outside the city?" Some tribe members began to guess based on their past experience.

"Even if the grain ship is blocked outside the city, there is no bus for transporting money!" The others shook their heads and said, "Our money is all in the Accounts Department, so the car will not be blocked, right?"

"That's impossible." There are landlords between the dock and Lufang. Who dares to block the carriage that transports money to the tribe members? Are you not afraid of being eaten alive by the angry tribe members?
Chapter completed!