In Jingxinfang, in front of the altar, Lu Xiang thought of a sad tone, and a sacred essay he carefully prepared:

"In the first ten years, September and fifteenth, seven days after your death, Zhongfu asked me about my grief and sincerity. He gave me a shame to him and told me the spirit of Silang: Alas! Your father and I were determined to restore the Chinese clothes and clothes. Emperor Gaozu raised an army. My brothers joined the army and lived and died together for more than ten battles. When he defeated Qizhou, your father was arrested for several arrows to save me and died young. Before he died, he held my hand and said to me, "I have no regrets in my life, but I wish I could not see Silang as a man." At that time, when you were eight years old, I was still the general leader. I immediately swore to make you my son. Your father was still in peace."

"You are lonely and lonely, but I am alone. In the next twenty years, I taught you and tried my best to leave you, but you never left each other for a day. You always say, "Although I am Zhongfu, I am my real father." Seeing that you became an adult, married and had children, and were both civil and military, and were in the court ranks and among the deacons, I felt relieved, and I always said, "I will never let down your father."

Lu Wen recalled the past of himself and Lu Jian, and couldn't help but burst into tears. The clansmen were also moved by the sincere feelings between the uncle and nephew, and couldn't help but burst into tears...

"I have heard that the way of heaven is not kind, and often causes young people to die and elders to survive, and strong people to be sick all the time! Alas! Is his faith and evil? Is his dreams and evil? Why do I keep my old and sick body and take away my prosperous Silang Xie?" Lu Wen pointed to the sky with grief and anger, and shouted heartbrokenly: "My brother's virtue is his heir to die! Your pure and wise work is suitable for my ancestors, and will not conquer his fortune! The so-called heaven is hard to predict, but the god is hard to understand!"

The tribesmen have been completely infected by the Great Elder, and have taken his emotions as their emotions and their grief and anger as their grief.

After Lu Wen asked God, he suddenly changed his tone and said, "Why did the reputation of Ru Lanfang turn into a bad reputation in an instant? He worked hard for more than 20 years, but once he became a sinner? The glorious high hall was a nest of snakes and rats, and the beauty of the courtyard became a poisonous weed vine in a blink of an eye? What is it? What is it called? Is it the will of heaven? There is no human disaster?!"

"It must be!" The tribe members were all indignant and couldn't help but shout.

As the clansmen shouted, Lu Wen's tone was extremely sad and angry, and he blamed himself to the extreme, and he said to the extreme resolutely: "I am betrayed the gods and offended the great man, which will ruin your reputation and die young; I am unfilial and unkind, and I will finally bear the trust of my brother. How can I meet your father and son in a hundred years? I actually do it, so why is it? The heavens are the sky, so there is no intention in the world since now! I have only used the old and disabled body to seek justice for you, cleanse your reputation, and then chase your father and son! Alas, I say that there is nothing but love cannot be ended. Is it evil? Is it evil? Alas! Is it good to enjoy..."

After supporting the chanting of the sacrificial text, Lu Wen threw himself in front of the altar and burst into tears.

The tribesmen were also infected by him and sobbed together. Who knew who shouted first: "Try to return justice, punish evil and eliminate evil!"

"Request for justice and punish evil!" The people of the tribe also shouted, and at first it was sparse, but then they became more and more neat and louder, and they were almost penetrating the sky...

On the Lufang Wharf, you could clearly hear the shouts of Jingxinfang, but the tribesmen gathered here had no time to understand them. They looked at Luxin with their eyes blazing fire, and were about to listen to this guy's swearing him alive.

"Everyone." Lu Xin's voice full of true energy came to everyone's ears. He only heard him say with a sincere face: "I, Lu Xin, are also from a sideline department, and you know as well what this money and grain mean to each family."

"Since you know, why do you still have to deduct our monthly money?!" the tribe members asked angrily.

"As long as there is a way, I will never do this." Lu Xin sighed and said helplessly: "But, I have no choice! There is no money in the warehouse of the Accounting Department!"

"How is that possible?!" The people of the tribe didn't believe it and said loudly: "Don't fool us, our monthly money has always been dedicated to it, and it's not enough to be struck!"

"The rules are like this, but my ex doesn't follow the rules, what can I do?" Lu Xin said hatefully: "After I was ordered to take charge of the accounting department for a while, I immediately went to the warehouse to check it out. I found that not only did not have a penny, but there were countless foreign debts! If you don't believe it, we can go to the warehouse to take a look now. If I have a little false statement, I will thunder and thunder!"

"..." The tribe people had different expressions, some were indignant, some were surprised, and some were panicked, but there were almost no one who did not believe Lu Xin's words. Because they all knew very well that if Lu Xin dared to lie on such things, his family would not want to gain a foothold in the clan.

Seeing that the tribesmen were much less arrogant, Lu Xin raised his tone and said, "After another investigation, he found out that Lu Jian was ready to escape when he bought the assassination. For this reason, he forged the loan certificate and transported all the 600,000 guan in the warehouse. He also borrowed 400,000 guan from the Securities and Exchange Commission. In the name of the Accounting Department, he promised high interest rates from Xiahou Valve, Pei Valve, Cui Valve, Xie Valve, and Wei Valve, and his family borrowed 500,000 guan!"

"Ah!" The tribesmen were in shock and gasped in air. After a moment of thinking, they couldn't help but say: "That's three million and five million coins!"

"Yes, so the Accounting Department not only has no money left, but also owes 2.9 million foreign debts. Even if the 400,000 guan from the Institute of the Reserve Bank can be slowed down, there are still 2.5 million guan, which must be repaid this month!" Lu Xin said bitterly: "These money must be repaid, otherwise what credibility does my land frank still have? What face does my children in the parliament have to gain a foothold in Beijing?"

"..." Although the people of the clan are humble, they have a sense of honor and responsibility for the clan. Even the lower their identities, the stronger the sense of honor, because that is the only thing they can be proud of. So after hearing what Lu Xin said, they simply hate the culprit for all this.

"Originally, our hospital could not even get this little grain, but the worst was the worst, and it could not make everyone hungry. I discussed with the lord and the seventh deacon, at least I used the reserves of Tongluo Warehouse to send the grain to everyone. As for the monthly money," Lu Xin said to the people of the tribe in a deep voice: "I believe you all understand the great power. After understanding the real situation, you will give me some time to raise funds."

"..." The tribesmen whispered for a while, and someone shouted: "We can understand the righteousness deeply. We will not die if we send it a few days later, but you have to give it a deadline. You can't delay it for three or two, and it will be left alone!"

"Before the end of the month, I will definitely send the money to everyone," Lu Xin promised in a deep voice: "If I cannot fulfill it at the end of the month, I will resign from the position of deacon and will no longer hold any position in the clan in this life!"

"Can you?" The tribesmen said without much confidence: "Don't you still have to pay off the debts of each family before the end of the month, and can you take care of us?"

"You are grateful for your kindness." Although the tribesmen did not want to be lenient for a while, Lu Xin only thought that they were the ones they meant. He was moved and burst into tears: "But we can't let everyone suffer with us because of the accounting department. The foreign debts of each family have to be paid, and you can't owe you the monthly money." As he said that, he raised his tone again and said: "I'll say it again. I can't give the money to everyone at the end of the month, so I will resign!"

"..." The tribesmen looked at each other. Lu Xin had already said this, and it was not his responsibility. Why did everyone have the nerve to make things difficult for him? Then they said, "Then let's give face to the three deacons, and it's okay to wait until the end of the month!"

"Thank you!" Lu Xin bowed deeply, then stood up and said in a deep voice: "Give food!"
Chapter completed!