Exile the entire clan? I made a fortune from planting

Ji Changying in the room felt a little uncomfortable.

After everyone went out, she closed her eyes to rest and take stock of the current situation.

The memories in his mind were intertwined with each other, and the life before and after the apocalypse and the days in Lotus Village flashed back and forth in his mind.

The final fusion slowly unfolded in the mind.

Ji Changying's grandparents in Lianhua Village only have two sons, the eldest, Ji Fengyi, and the second, Ji Fengshou.

The two old men have passed away. Before they died, they took the hand of their uncle Ji Fengyi and told him to take good care of the family and his younger brother.

The boss, Ji Fengyi, has a calm temperament and solemnly agreed.

So after the old man passed away, the two brothers did not completely separate the family, but simply divided the things in the house equally. A wall was built in the middle of the yard, half of which belonged to the eldest brother, and half to the second brother.

Another door was opened on the wall, which not only ensured the convenience of communication between the two families, but also ensured their privacy.

Ji Changying's parents have a good relationship. She is the eldest, and she has only one younger brother.

Because both my mother and sister have brain problems, and my father is careless and cares about everything like his brother and sister-in-law.

Therefore, Ji Changchuan had to shoulder the "heavy burden" of the family at a young age, appearing to be more mature and sensible than his peers.

There is a family of four, and with his small face and stern face, he can manage two and a half members of the family.

Because Ji Fengshou listened selectively to his son's words.

The night gradually fell.

Today's Lotus Village looks particularly different.

In the whole village, all the heads of the family named Ji were called to the ancestral hall.

"Feng Yi, why did you call everyone here so late?"

"Did something happen to the clan school?"

"Is it possible that the boy at home got into trouble?"

The ancestral hall was brightly lit and as lively as a vegetable market.

Many people are wondering in their hearts what is so laborious and laborious.

As one of the few scholars in the village, Ji Fengyi is currently teaching ethnic studies, so he has a certain appeal.

Although they didn’t know what happened, everyone still came.

The patriarch looked at Ji Fengyi and asked with eyes.

Ji Fengyi glanced at the crowd and saw his own brother looking at him with concern. He nodded slightly and looked at the clan leader solemnly: "How is your old body doing lately?"

The patriarch's heart skipped a beat: "If you have anything to do, just say it, I can handle it!"

Ji Fengyi then took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over.

The elders around the clan leader all stretched their necks to look.

It didn't matter. The oldest one, who was already in his seventies this year, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

The people around were startled and quickly reached out to pick it up, and some were hurriedly pinching people.

The clan leader had quickly finished scanning the letter. He didn't care about the clan elder who was causing trouble, and held Ji Fengyi's hand tightly, his voice trembling: "Is the news true?"

Ji Fengyi felt heavy: "Ninety percent!"

The patriarch's legs suddenly became weak and he was about to faint. Ji Fengyi quickly stopped him: "You can't faint! We don't have much time."

"What do you mean?"

"Chief! What happened? Tell me!"

The clan elder who had just woken up from being pinched punched the ground in despair: "My Ji clan is completely finished!"

Ji Fengyi looked at the anxious people around him and said in a deep voice: "My former classmate received an urgent letter from Kyoto. Mr. Ji Bohui, Lord Ji, remonstrated with the emperor to abdicate in favor of someone worthy of his honour. This angered the emperor, who treated him with great disrespect. For the crime, the nine tribes will be sentenced to exile."

As soon as the words fell, everyone's faces turned pale.

They are all among the Nine Clans.

Most of the families in Lianhua Village have the surname Ji and come from the same clan.

Just twenty years ago, Ji Bohui came out of Lianhua Village. He rose from a peasant family to Jinshi, and embarked on an official career. He is now a third-rank imperial doctor.

Mr. Ji is a pure man, and he has not forgotten these people from his hometown even after he became a high official.

Every year, people are sent back to donate money and land to the clan schools and encourage the scholars in the clan to make progress.

It can be said that Ji Bohui is the belief of the Ji family.

But now, that faith has collapsed.

"Why? Why does Mr. Ji want to die to remonstrate?"

"Confused! Confused! Even if the emperor is old, no matter how fierce the fight between the princes, emperors and grandsons below is, and no matter how many people die, it is not something that we can persuade!"

Someone asked unwillingly: "Is it possible that this news is a misunderstanding? Maybe it's not that serious, maybe..."

"This classmate wrote a letter after the accident. He has some connections in his family and is a very righteous person. It cannot be a misunderstanding."

"Calculating the time, the time when this letter was sent is not much different from the time when the news was sent out in Beijing. However, when the news reaches Qingzhou and then to the county government, the government will gather people to search the house, leaving us little time."

Ji Fengyi's face was also ugly.

When he first received the letter, he was confused.

Trying to find any flaws in this letter to prove that it was just a joke played on him by his classmates.

The result is of course self-deception.

He wrote back non-stop to thank his classmate for his generous act, and after releasing the carrier pigeon, he immediately came to inform the tribe.

"Yes, there is not much time. Everyone should go home quickly and make preparations, so as not to be caught off guard when the officers and soldiers arrive. You must prepare some fine gold, silver, food and drink, especially shoes. You must prepare more."

The patriarch took a few deep breaths and suppressed the feeling of dizziness. His mind went blank except for the word preparation.

"How to prepare for this?! Those officers and soldiers will not stop until they copy something. What's the use of preparing it! They will be confiscated by then, wuwuwu..."

Some people felt despair, and the seven-foot-tall man sat on the ground and cried bitterly.

Ji Fengshou's head was buzzing, and he held his eldest brother's hand with a pale face: "Let's go back and inform our families."

Ji Fengyi didn't want to waste time here. He couldn't protect himself, and he was not in the mood to comfort others.

After taking a look at the messy ancestral hall, he took back the letter and turned back home with Ji Fengshou.

He has said what he needs to say, and the rest is beyond his control.

The two of them were silent all the way. Ji Fengyi burned the letter to ashes as soon as he got home before telling his family the news.

After a while, the yards on both sides started to move.

Ji Changying woke up when she felt something moving outside.

I got up and went to the yard to take a look. There were stars in the sky, but the candles were brightly lit in my home.

The father was nowhere to be seen, and the mother and brother were spinning around like spinning tops with something in their hands.

"Mom, what are you doing?" She looked confused.

Although many people said Ji Changying was a fool, Ji Changchuan never fooled her into thinking she was a fool.

"Sister, our family is going to be exiled. We are trying to think of ways to hide things! Sit here obediently and don't run around."

Ji Changchuan had a free hand and held Ji Changying on the stone bench in the courtyard, and he hurriedly found a place to hide his things.

exile?

This was no joke in ancient times, the mortality rate was extremely high!