I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Chapter 295 Nine-tailed fox

Holding Best, Ling returned to the village safely.

At the entrance of the village, he met the old village chief who was rushing back with a load of grapes.

"Uncle Zhang..." He immediately stepped forward with a smile.

"Little Master..." When the old village chief saw Ling Ping'an, he immediately became happy: "You're back..."

Ling Ping'an said: "Uncle Zhang, what I told you... don't need to be so troublesome..."

"I'll just pick these grapes when I come back..."

The old village chief smiled honestly and said, "Little Young Master, how dare I let you do this kind of rough work in the mountains?"

"Besides...you are not familiar with this mountain..."

This made Ling Ping'an listen, stunned.

Oh too...

He seldom came back, and if there were no road signs, he probably wouldn't even know how to get back to the village.

So, he said, "Uncle Zhang... let me pick..."

Said to take over the burden of the other party.

The other party immediately shook his head: "Little Young Master, let me pick it up at home..."

Ling Ping looked at it, but also helpless.

Although, it is already the information age.

However, there are still a lot of feudal remnants left by the Federal Empire.

Good thing...

The new generation of young people has grown up.

Young people living in the era of mobile Internet, their knowledge and vision are not comparable to the past.

Thinking of this, Ling Ping'an heard the old village chief say, "Little son, it just so happens that the two boys from my family are back today..."

"Wait, I'll tell them to come and see you..."

Ling Ping's face changed greatly, and he immediately waved his hand and said, "You don't have to meet me..."

"Uncle Zhang..." He said earnestly: "Now, it's the 1940s of the twenty-eighth century of the Republican Era..."

"Those old ways, just let them go..."

Ling Ping'an still remembers the scene when he was a child, when he went home with his parents, and several elderly people came to the door with the whole family.

When they meet, they bow, pay homage with a big bow, and say "little master".

He didn't understand it when he was a child, and he took it too.

Now that he has grown up, it is really difficult for him to accept that there are such feudal remnants in the new era.

Moreover……

Even in the feudal era, isn't there an old Wang Xietang Qianyan who flew into the homes of ordinary people?

The old Lingjia, as early as several decades ago, no longer lived in the village.

It is no longer the same as in the past, providing any shelter to the old subordinates and subordinates in the village.

Since they did not take responsibility, then, even according to the rules of the feudal era, these old people have every reason to refuse allegiance!

This is a tradition that existed two thousand years ago.

Han Xin was rewarded with thousands of gold for the kindness of a meal.

It is because, in ancient times, eating the emperor's salary and loyalty to the emperor.

If I eat your meal, I have to sacrifice my life for you. Han Xin doesn't want to sacrifice his life, and he doesn't want to be whipped by public opinion, so he has to make up for it with thousands of dollars!

Therefore, in terms of emotion and reason, spiritual peace cannot be accepted.

After all, if he accepts such a model.

According to tradition, it also assumes obligations and responsibilities.

What obligations and responsibilities?

Protect, shelter, and provide privileges to vassals.

In the modern era, it basically means that he has to undertake the whole process of finding jobs for these people, arranging partners, and then educating his children and descendants.

Does he have such ability?

No!

Even if there is, will he do it?

refused.

If you have the time and effort, it is better to play a few more games and write a few chapters of novels.

However, the old village chief said with a smile: "Little Master, what you said is wrong..."

"The Zhang family salutes the Ling family..."

"This is a two-hundred-year-old tradition..."

"You can't break this tradition!"

Just as Ling Ping'an was about to say more, the old village chief had already picked up the grapes and walked towards the Ling family's ancestral house.

As he walked, he said to Ling Ping Ping, "You don't need to persuade him any more about this!"

"By the way..." He seemed to remember something: "Little Master, I just told Luyuan Company..."

"Your more than 200 acres of land will not be renewed next year..."

"This matter should be done in two days..."

"That's it..." He asked, "What are your plans after these lands are not leased to Luyuan?"

"Just as I say..."

"These lands, you can just plant your own..."

"The boys in my family will take care of you here..."

"The money earned every year is guaranteed to be several times more than rented out!"

Ling Ping Ping listened, and his head suddenly became big.

This goes around, doesn't it just go back to the past pattern?

Lingjia is the landlord, the lord.

Then one shoulder raised the hopes of several families.

But the problem is that this past production relationship and production model went bankrupt more than a hundred years ago.

Rapid industrialization destroyed all old production relations and social models.

Landlord?

How many steam engines does the landlord have?

So, he smiled and replied, "Uncle Zhang... I don't want to be so troublesome..."

Only two hundred acres of land...

The annual output benefit is over a million.

After deducting labor, water, electricity and investment, how much can be left?

"Find a company for me and rent it out..."

"Really... if you want..." Lingping said, "Then I'll rent it to you..."

"Just at the original price..."

Anyway, the proceeds from those lands are donated.

Donate to the fixed "Federal Empire Nature Conservation Foundation" for ecological environmental protection and governance.

When the old village chief listened, he knew that he could not persuade this little master.

He sighed inwardly.

But there is still a simple and honest smile on his face: "Little son, since this is the case, I will not advise you..."

"Just, please be sure to see the boys in my family..."

It is important to establish and reaffirm the relationship between each generation.

Its importance is even higher than life!

Especially for his family!

Lingshi is not just a lord!

It's also about faith!

It's just that this little master has been resisting such a thing.

If it weren't for Zu Xun, he would have taken the children and ran to the city to pay homage.

Thinking of this, in order to increase his persuasive power, the old village chief said seriously: "This is not just my request..."

"It's also the meaning of Bao Guogong..."

"Please don't refuse!"

Ling Ping'an listened, pursed her lips, shook her head and sighed, "Uncle Zhang..."

"I'm not as great as my ancestors!"

According to what Lingping's parents told him.

The old village chief's house was the nursing home of the Ling family a long time ago.

It's the kind of person in the movie who stands guard on the high wall of the landlord's house with a knife handle.

When the ancestor of Ling Ping'an joined the army and went to the liberation battlefield of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, the children of Zhang's family, Hu's family and other families also went with him.

Except for Lingbao Abroad, everyone else sleeps forever on the top of the New Qinling Mountains.

But the problem is, that ancestor of Lingping is a hero!

Heroes have their own integrity, so they can be followed by everyone.

What is he?

An otaku who just wants to eat and wait to die, and lie down and win.

If you can't succeed in writing, if you can't do it in martial arts, you can mess up even a bookstore business.

What qualifications are there to compare with heroic ancestors?

but……

After all, he has never been the old village chief.

Can only agree with a wry smile.

There is no way, the other party has brought out their ancestors, and all the ancestors of his family died in battle for the ancestor of the Ling family.

Without their sacrifice, where would there still be spiritual peace?

It must be known that the old Ling family is a single handed down for nine generations!

"I can only hope that the children of Uncle Zhang's family are all young people in the new era..."

Ling Ping thought.

In this regard, he is very confident.

Not to mention the era of mobile Internet, even in the past era of electrified TV, traditional relationships have also been washed away by modernization.

To be honest, the Ling family was able to maintain this incomparably close, master-servant relationship with the Zhang family, the Wang family, and the Hu family for more than two hundred years.

Really a miracle!

You must know that even the palace ministers of the royal family are palace guards, and they have been replaced by an unknown number of batches.

While talking, the two came to the ancestral house.

Lingping pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

In the courtyard, someone was already waiting there.

"Little son..." Uncle Wang stepped forward and bowed.

"Little Master..." The trembling old woman, leaning on a cane, also bowed and saluted.

"Grandma Hu..." Ling Ping'an looked at the old woman and hurried over to help the old woman.

The old grandmother of the Hu family was invited by Lingping when she came back to worship her ancestors every year.

The reason is simple - he doesn't know how to worship his ancestors.

Those hexagrams, ceremonies, blessings...

He was at a loss.

The old woman looked at Ling Ping'an, and the wrinkles on her face immediately became kind.

She smiled and said, "Little son has grown up!"

Ling Ping'an didn't quite understand: "Grandma, I'm already an adult..."

"Have you forgotten?"

"My crowning ceremony was hosted by you!"

The tradition of the Commonwealth Empire is eighteen-year-old men and crowns.

This was an important ritual in the past!

Almost all adult men must hold a crowning ceremony, and then ask their elders or teachers to give words, indicating that they are adults, can live independently and take on the important responsibilities of the country and the world.

With modernization, this tradition once declined.

But with the development of the times, this tradition was resurrected with blood a few decades ago.

Young people of the Commonwealth Empire, whether in the city or the countryside, at home or abroad.

The importance of the adult crown ceremony is highlighted again.

It's a product of the republican 'retro culture movement' and a sign of the emerging urban middle class, starting to miss the past.

The flag is also very bright.

Han Yu and Liu Zongyuan were carried out.

Ling Ping'an was no exception. To catch up with the fashion, he went home specially, and invited Grandma Hu, who knew the tradition, to give him a crowning ceremony.

Since then, Lingping never wanted to touch those traditional etiquettes and rituals again!

Too much trouble!

A crowning ceremony for a day...

A group of people gathered around, just like watching monkeys.

That is to say, he himself asked for it on his own initiative.

Whatever he decides, he has to do it even on his knees, otherwise he would have run away long ago.

The old woman listened and smiled: "Little Young Master, the old lady has a bad memory, so she forgot about this matter!"

But her eyes lit up extremely brightly.

Kitten Best stuck his head out of Lingping's arms.

His eyes reflected the appearance of the old woman in front of him.

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