Chapter 782 Heretic +1
Chapter 782 Heretic +1
On normal days, Shen Hang wouldn't dare to speak to Shen Zhuang like this even if he had ten thousand guts. But now, this matter concerns the survival of his family. He is standing on the overall situation of the clan's life and death, so he dares to do it even if he doesn't dare.
Shen Qian frowned slightly, his gaze lingered on Shen Hang's face for a moment, and then slowly swept across the clansmen in the room.
These people had come all the way from Xiangying, and it was obvious that they had already discussed this privately. He was in an awkward position now, so the best strategy was to protect himself.
Shen Zhuang didn't show any displeasure at Shen Hang's rudeness. He didn't even look up at him, but simply lowered his head and took a sip of tea. The steam from the tea blurred his deep eyebrows. His voice was calm and even: "Xiao Hua'er, what do you want to say?"
"What else?" The old man who had spoken fiercely earlier slammed the table again and said, "We want an explanation, not to listen to a little girl—"
Shen Zhuang suddenly raised his eyes.
That gaze was as calm as an ancient well, yet it made the old man's scalp numb instantly. The unfinished words got stuck in his throat, and he sat down awkwardly.
The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone exchanged glances, undercurrents surging in the silent gazes, but no one dared to speak.
Jiang Huashan seemed oblivious to the tense atmosphere. She cleared her throat and said in a clear voice, "Grandpa, I don't think uncle can be blamed entirely for this."
"?" Shen Qian was planning to stay out of it the previous second, but was caught off guard by this sudden disaster the next second. He stared at Jiang Huashan in astonishment, his eyes almost spitting fire.
This crazy girl is at it again? She doesn't even check the questions?
Jiang Huashan said with a stern face, "He was just carried away by his own pride for a moment and made the same mistake any strong-willed man would make. This is a personal issue, at most a family conflict, and doesn't rise to the level of treason. This is slander."
After a whole day of "role-playing", she became more and more proficient in the lawyer's tone.
Shen Qian couldn't stand it any longer, veins throbbing on his forehead. "They're talking about you defending Yu Sheng! Stop playing crazy and confusing people!"
"Eh?" Jiang Huashan's face was full of innocence, and his eyes shifted between Shen Hang and the old man. "You two were talking passionately for a long time just now... were you talking about me?"
"..." Shen Hang had already experienced her ability to be unreasonable and unreasonable, and he didn't want to argue with her. He said coldly: "Who is that Yu Sheng? How dare he accuse his biological father in public! Such an unfilial person would be condemned and despised by thousands of people in the past!"
"And you! A girl who doesn't know how to restrain herself, actually dares to show up in public and make such a splash. Are you trying to act like a hen crowing at dawn and plotting something you shouldn't be thinking about?"
The faint smile on Jiang Huashan's lips gradually faded, and his eyes darkened.
"grandfather!"
Just when the atmosphere in the hall was as tense as a taut bowstring, two figures stepped into the hall one after the other.
Fu Sui'er and Shen Mianzhi walked calmly across the threshold and respectfully greeted Shen Zhuang who was sitting in the main seat.
Shen Jiao and Shen Zhi were both stunned, with surprise on their faces.
Shen Zhuang, however, remained calm and nodded gently, "Suier is back too?"
Fu Suier's lips curled up slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "Well, seeing such passion in people of the same generation, I can't stay in a foreign land for a moment, so I asked for leave from the teacher."
"
Shen Hang's face darkened slightly, and he squinted his eyes to look at Fu Sui'er. He had just been accusing Jiang Huashan of inappropriate behavior, and this girl responded with "hot blood", obviously speaking to him.
Shen Zhuang raised his hand and said, "Now that you're back, sit down and listen."
As soon as the words fell, the Shen family members were stunned, looking at each other and whispering with their heads down.
How could women be allowed to sit in on clan meetings? Jiang Huashan's presence was already an exception, after all, she was the one who started the incident. Shen Jiao, a woman of a different surname, sitting in the hall had already caused some discontent, and now two young women were added to the mix? How disgraceful!
"Old man..."
Several elders immediately stood up to persuade him, but Shen Zhuang, as if anticipating this, casually placed the teacup on the table. A crisp, quiet clinking sound brought the commotion to a halt.
"This is Shen Garden." His voice was calm, but it carried an unquestionable weight. "In Shen Garden, my words are the rules."
The invisible pressure spread across the hall like a tide, forcing everyone to bend their backs involuntarily, lower their eyes and keep silent. Even though they were unwilling in their hearts, no one dared to make a sound of war horse.
After a moment of dead silence, everyone finally compromised and sat down one after another, but their expressions became increasingly gloomy.
Shen Zhuang tapped Shen Hang's direction with his fingertips, his tone unrecognizable as either happy or angry: "Go on."
Shen Hang felt a tightness in his chest, the atmosphere so strange it was suffocating. But the arrow had already been released, and there was no turning back. He gritted his teeth, his voice growing colder and harder: "Those who are not of our clan must have different hearts. The Shen family's century-long glory will never be allowed to be tarnished. Jiang Huashan's actions this time are heretical and appalling. I beg you, old man, to expel him from the clan to correct the family tradition! In addition, the crime of treason is the outrage of the people. My clansmen should always reflect on themselves and never associate with them!"
These words resounded with force, like a boulder dropped into stagnant water, reverberating throughout the hall. The elders clapped their hands and nodded in agreement, their cloudy eyes gleaming with approval and resonance.
In contrast, the Shen family members fell into a strange silence.
Not only did the younger generation follow their own lead, but even the second generation core members who always liked to stir up trouble tacitly adopted a clear stance of separation from the side branches.
There was no other reason, it was just because too many bloody lessons told them that as long as Jiang Huashan could sit safely in this main hall, the old man's heart would always be biased towards her without any principles.
Moreover, the current Shen family is no longer in the glorious era of fifty years ago when different branches coexisted, but now the Shenzhuang branch is the only one in control.
To put it bluntly, the combined weight of these indignant clan members couldn't outweigh the weight of Shen Zhuang's casual words. They clung to outdated clan rules and couldn't distinguish who was the king or the lesser one. But the second generation of the Shen family were all shrewd people and would never make such a mistake.
"Little flower."
As soon as Shen Zhuang opened his mouth, it was as if an invisible hand suddenly grabbed everyone's throat, and the hall instantly fell into an eerie silence where you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone held their breath, thinking that the old man was finally going to give an explanation, but Shen Zhuang remained calm and collected. "Do you have anything else to say?"
Shen Hang frowned, and was about to put pressure on him——
"Grandpa," Fu Sui'er suddenly stood up from the crowd. Her voice was clear, breaking the stagnant air. "I have something to say. Can I say a few words?"
Jiang Huashan, who was about to get up, paused, glanced at Fu Sui'er with a little surprise, and then sat back down calmly.
"You have something to say?" Shen Zhuang's eyes flashed with a hint of deliberate interest, and he nodded slightly, "Okay, go ahead."
Fu Suier bowed slightly and walked calmly from the crowd. Her back was straight, and her steps were calm, without a trace of fear. "Grandpa, I want to tell you about what I saw and heard in Country S."
"Everyone says that Queen Bai Zhula of the Bai family is ruthless and uses her power to suppress others," she said, her eyes clear as she met Shen Zhuang's gaze with neither servility nor arrogance. "But Grandpa, the S Country I've seen with my own eyes, while revering the royal power, has a very enlightened people. Especially when it comes to gender equality, even the position of crown prince is held by a talented individual, not a male!"
These outrageous remarks hit the sore spots of all the conservative elders.
A group of old-fashioned people immediately slammed the table and stood up, pointing trembling fingers at her, furious. "Bai Zhula is so aggressive and aggressive, Country S will eventually fall at her hands! A mere woman, she only knows the techniques of a scorpion poisoner, and she even poisoned her first husband with her own hands. How can such a vicious woman be considered a wise ruler? You, a girl, don't want to learn from the good, but instead imitate her?! Are you rebelling against heaven?"
Jiang Huashan raised her eyebrows with interest and looked at the old man opposite her who was so excited that his face was flushed and his whole body was trembling. She felt that he was about to die of anger in the next moment.
Fu Suier showed no fear. Instead, she raised her chin with a scorching determination. "If poisoning an incompetent husband can ensure the prosperity of the country for thirty years, then I will kill him! What are men? As a king, the first priority is of course the people. She gave up her role as wife to wear the crown of queen. Is there a better deal in the world than this?"
"you……!"
The old-fashioned people were so angry that they beat their chests and stamped their feet, almost unable to breathe.
The case of "Jiang Huashan" has not been resolved yet, and now an even more rebellious one has popped up!
Shen Jiao stared quietly at the tall, graceful girl in the crowd, the image before her gradually becoming reminiscent of the young yet stubborn figure from years ago. Facing the barrage of abuse and accusations, Fu Sui'er showed no sign of fear. The fire burning in her eyes seemed to be able to burn away all obstacles.
She was very pleased that the girl who had said to her "I want to be president" on that early summer night had grown up.
……
met free