Overgod Ascension

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"In the final analysis, the Wu family's foundation is too weak and its rise is too fast, far inferior to the Zhou family's deep roots... Among other things, with a county magistrate and a master book, my Wu family will definitely not be able to support it..."

Wu Ming sighed, stood up suddenly, and went outside the door.

There were already two servant girls waiting to arrange his clothes respectfully.

"Are they all here?"

"Baishui Village, Qingshi Village, Datian Village... and even the branches of other villages are all here!"

A maid named Lurui with bright eyes spoke softly, exhaling like orchids, and the warm air rolled over, carrying the fragrance of hair, which made Wu Ming happy.

"Very good! Go to the ancestral hall!"

It's just that this time is not right, Wu Ming naturally gave up his desire to have fun, and came to the Wu Family Ancestral Hall.

The ancestral hall covers a very large area, with flying eaves, bucket arches, red bricks and green tiles, making it look brand new.

In a small square in front, hundreds of people, men, women and children, all of them bowed slightly and smiled when they saw Wu Ming coming in. Only a few elders still maintained their demeanor.

This is the Wu clan.

Of course, almost none of them are really close relatives. They are basically distant relatives, and there are even family trees that are shared with each other.

Such a clan, if you really want to talk about blood relationship, that's too much.

However, in ancient times, people with the same surname were still a family five hundred years ago! As long as the genealogy is correct, outsiders can't gossip about it.

"Everyone!"

Wu Ming raised his hand slightly.

Seeing that this well-known little magic star has changed into a different person, with a huge majesty on his body, the people below couldn't help but be silent.

"Everyone... As the head of the Wu family, I am very saddened to hear what happened in Qingshi Village!"

Wu Ming talked eloquently, but he completely separated from the absurd and lustful dandy before: "This time I summoned you to come here, but to establish rules for my Wu family!"

"...I don't study, I don't know how to be polite. Which big family in Yunping is not a heir to poetry and books? I saw my nephew in my later life plowing in the fields and playing in the countryside every day. I wasted a good time. I am very sad. ... It is decided to build an ethnology school, and a hundred acres of land will be used as a school field. All the children of my Wu family can enroll for free, provide board and lodging, and reward the outstanding ones!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar.

The cost of studying is not small, but half a child, eating poor old man, Wu Ming is willing to open a school and take care of the meals, and wants to give the Wu family children a future, it really surprises the people below.

"good!"

At this time, a clan elder who had been silent before clapped his hands and said, "It should be like this! It should be like this long ago!"

These people naturally got the news from Wu Ming long ago, and they had a good discussion.

Seeing it now is indeed a good thing, so naturally I strongly support it.

Wu Ming had a smile on his face: "So, you and I will enter the ancestral hall, determine the regulations, and then offer sacrifices to the ancestors, thinking that the law has been established!"

At this time, the gate of the ancestral hall opened, Wu Ming led the way, and all the men entered in a file. The rules were strict, and the women could only wait outside enviously.

Cigarettes filled the ancestral hall. After the agreement, Wu Ming personally wrote the sacrificial oration, read it by a clan elder, burned it, and then lit incense to worship the ancestors.

Everything was in an orderly manner, and Wu Ming followed suit solemnly, with a strict look and a great manner, but he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

"Nephew! If you can do this, you will lay the foundation of my family for a hundred years. Even if you are old, you will die in peace..."

"That's right, nephew, it's really a great blessing for us to be the master of the house!"

...

Several old people, at this time, were sincerely thinking about the Wu family, and they couldn't help showing their true feelings, and they burst into tears.

Wu Ming responded with a smile one by one, completely washing away the impression of his dandy.

I'm afraid that after today, there will be rumors in all directions and towns that "the prodigal son will not be exchanged for money".

It was busy until noon, and a big banquet was held, and a hundred people were invited to have a solid meal. A pig was specially killed for this purpose. The delicious, fatty braised pork, and white flour steamed buns, all kinds of dishes, came up like flowing water. It's extremely rich, Wu Ming also knows that, many people came, maybe it was just for this meal, and the kitchen specially asked the back kitchen to add more portions.

At this time, the countryside was poor, and it was rare to eat meat during the festivals. The people of the tribe were overjoyed when they saw this big meal, and the wind and clouds swept through them. Women and children, everyone had smiles on their faces, and finally packed up the leftovers together, and they were exhausted. Don't.

"Master!"

At this time, Butler Wu, who was sent to the county seat, also came back, with a look of shame on his face: "Miss is in retreat, and no one is seen, the villain is incompetent!"

"Retreat..."

Wu Ming rubbed his chin: "Forget it, you go down first, plan the school well, and prepare the title deed for the 100-acre land..."

Seeing Butler Wu seemed to be distressed, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Why? Don't you think it's worth it?"

"No... I was thinking that if the eldest lady knew about it, she would be gratified..."

Butler Wu laughed and said a few more words before leaving, the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little red.

"Speaking of it... this person didn't turn to him after he made a fortune, but had children with a family of several generations. No wonder..."

Wu Ming was silent for a while, then sighed again.

Until ancient times, it is impossible to know the role of clans on individuals.

Even if it is a rebellion, because it will implicate the nine clans, as long as Wu Ming does it, then these clansmen and family members will have to accompany Wu Ming all the way to the dark.

Of course, this is when the power is strong. If it is weak, it is not uncommon to be robbed and covet property.

But now and then, Wu Ming was a weaker team before, so he would naturally be bullied, but now, with the rise of Wu Qing, even the position of patriarch has been snatched, so it is naturally very different!

"Although it is a world of personal detachment, organization wings and crony forces are not useless, at least many trivial things can be done..."

Opening a school, cultivating a literary spirit, and enabling children to read and write are really a major event for a family.

Wu Ming knew that Wu Qing must have had this idea before, it was just that she was a daughter, and Wu Ming was a muddy person who couldn't support the wall, so there was delay.

Now? Everything is different!

"Among the clan members, there are naturally good and bad ones, so we need to screen them one by one. Those who coveted my family's property before will be eliminated directly. The children of other clansmen are treated equally..."

These older generations have too many thoughts, and Wu Ming dare not use them.

However, after the younger generation was able to read and write, they entered another system and smoothed the edges and corners, so they are basically usable.

Even, you can let some of the family's children go in to accompany the reading, at least they must understand a few words.

Such persistence, ten years or even decades of hard work and cultivation, the style of writing is prosperous, if there are a few talented people, the family business will naturally be stable, and the clan will prosper.

However, this is the way in peaceful times, and there is another way in troubled times.

Scholars are just seeds, both civil and military wings are indispensable!

Now being persecuted by the Zhou family, Wu Ming is even more anxious to control his power.

On the second day, when the morning light was faint and the weather was still cold, he ordered Xiangyong to gather.

The Wu family has 20 hectares of land and 200 tenants, and it is also the leading force in the area. At this time, Xiangyong has more than 50 people, lined up in a line. Although they are not very elite, they are all strong and strong men, which is not bad.

"Ahem!"

Seeing Wu Ming approaching, Feng Han coughed lightly, and more than fifty people immediately shouted in unison: "I've seen you!"

"Free gift!"

When Wu Ming saw it, he was a little satisfied.

In fact, if the entire Wubao is fully mobilized, two hundred people can go out, but things will be delayed.

According to the ancient military system, five households produced one Ding, which meant that one of the five households produced a man in his prime who would be engaged in full-time military work, so as not to delay the normal production activities of the entire society.

Now the Wu family has 200 households, and it is easy to get 40 or 50 people out.

No matter how many, they have to be attacked, and they can only be used when defending the fort. At that time, all the people are soldiers, and the lives of their families are in the fort. Hundreds of people put their lives together, which is enough to withstand thousands of troops!

Wu Ming is extremely confident in controlling these people.

Because at this time, the life and death of the tenant's family depended entirely on the master's family. If Wu Ming was in a bad mood and took over the land, they would immediately be homeless and become refugees.

Since the Great Zhou Dynasty, land annexation has become more and more serious, and natural and man-made disasters have continued. The refugees are really a dead end.

"I agree, rebuild the inspection station!"

Wu Ming watched the drill first, and then announced loudly.

"According to the system, one patrol inspector and five servants set up by the inspection station can be registered as officials, receive a share of money and food, and have ten helpers. This is sixteen people!"

There is an inspection department in the county, which is responsible for thieves, and each township has an inspection station, which is under the jurisdiction of the inspection department. But in fact, according to the unspoken rules, once there is a powerful person in the township, that person will be recommended by the inspection department. Approved.

Although they are officials, there is still a way out for the following people, and there is a commotion immediately.

"Now, each team of the Township Warriors is divided into groups to compete, and sixteen people will be selected, and then the township inspection will be launched publicly!"

As soon as Wu Ming said this, he saw that everyone below was gearing up and eager to try, and there was Feng Han's management order, divided into circles, full of enthusiasm, but also in order.

'It's a pity...it would be a great kindness if Feng Han were to be the township inspector! '

Wu Ming could only think about this idea in his heart.

Feng Han is an eighth-level physical body, a great talent in the inner realm, and if he directly enlists in the army, he can get an official status, and he will be awarded the ninth-rank deputy captain.

Although the township inspector has some real power and luxuries, in the final analysis, he is still a lowly slave, and it would be a humiliation for Feng Han to be the one.

At this time, although Feng Han had confessed to Wu Ming, his status in the Wu family was still a guest, so he could leave if he wanted.

"Haha... Contest to win the official position? How can you not call me for such things?"

Suddenly, a thunderous voice sounded outside the school grounds.

Immediately, a strong and high-spirited man with silkworm eyebrows and leopard eyes, a beard like a needle, and a man who speaks like thunder walked in with a smile.

Even though it is late autumn, but without a shirt, the muscles are like fine steel, and there are scars like centipedes intertwined on them, which is daunting.

"He's a good guy, but unfortunately he seems a bit rebellious!"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed: "Who is this person?"