Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

"What the hell does father mean?"

Zhu Qing looked around, his dull eyes were full of puzzlement.

It happened that Zhu Chi, who was sitting on the bench with the same dazed expression, met eyes.

"Second... do you have the shares of Beidou Group?" Zhu Qing asked with a strong smile.

Zhu Chi stood up with a look of disdain: "Beidou Group? Do you think the old man can give me such a valuable thing?"

"I thought you would show off to me because you became the head of the family when you came out. I took a step ahead."

"Wait...Patriarch?" Zhu Qing's doubts grew stronger.

Seeing Zhu Qing's surprised, unaware look, Zhu Chi grinned: "Oh, this old man really knows how to play. Didn't he tell you that you are the most suitable to be the head of the Zhu family?"

At this moment, Zhu Qing's brain was completely confused, and he temporarily lost the ability to think.

Just as Zhu Qing was holding his head in his hands in pain, a blood-stained man ran towards him, crouched on the ground and whispered to Zhu Qing, "Master, the new fourth general is also dead."

Zhu Qing suddenly raised his head, only then remembered that his subordinates were still in the Lu Bu Pavilion.

...

The ancestral hall of the Zhu family, inside the hall of enjoyment.

No one would have thought that in a short period of time, there would be two more plaques in Xiangtang.

Several high-level members of the Zhu family carefully placed Zhu Min's tablet on the table, then stepped down and sat back on their seats.

Highly respected, Zhu Wan, who is now the most senior, with a faint smile on his lips, tremblingly walked to the main seat and nodded slightly to the crowd: "Everyone, it's been a long journey...it's hard work."

The representatives of various forces who came to Zhu Min's funeral all responded perfunctorily.

There is only one thing that can interest them now, and that is the next head of the Zhu family.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Zhu Wan said with a smile: "Because the previous head of the family did not clearly indicate the candidate for the next head of the family in the will, so..."

"Our Zhu family has internally decided to select the new head of the Zhu family through voting in the family meeting in a month's time."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Wan smiled and waved to the three young people who had been standing behind him: "Come here, let everyone get to know each other."

Three men came forward, looking very high-spirited.

Zhu Wan introduced to everyone: "By the way, these three handsome young men are my grandsons. They will all participate in the family meeting to run for the new head of the family."

The eyes of everyone present were not focused on those three people at the moment, but were all focused on Zhu Qing, Zhu Chi, and Zhu Mo who were sitting on the side without exception.

It seems...

As soon as Zhu Min died, the clansmen who had been suppressed by him all became enthusiastic.

Not only did he want to pick up what was lost in the Zhu family, but he even wanted to be the head of the family.

You know, at Zhu Shang's funeral, there was no one with the surname Zhu at all except Zhu Yu.

Unlike today, there are a lot of people surnamed Zhu who come to the Zhu Family Ancestral Hall.

Everyone is coveting, coveting the position of Patriarch.

Zhu Qing showed his big white teeth and smiled: "Decision within the family? May I ask Uncle Zhu Wan, how come I don't know about this?"

Facing Zhu Qing's questioning, Zhu Wan's old face instantly turned gloomy, staring at Zhu Qing and said coldly: "Of course, the family's internal affairs are decided within the family, and you don't need to worry about many things about the Zhu family."

No one thought that this old man would dare to tear Zhu Qing face to face.

Not only that, but other members of the Zhu family who were present also began to mock Zhu Qing.

It seems to be expressing dissatisfaction with Zhu Qing to his father Zhu Min.

When Zhu Min was around, they were really aggrieved. Now that Zhu Min has finally been taken away, they don't want to continue to bow down under his sons.

Listening to the discussion of people around, looking at those mocking eyes, Zhu Qing smiled instead of anger: "You old man don't think that the head of the Zhu family has anything to do with you, do you? You're called an idiot, understand?"

"presumptuous!"

"You are a junior, even your father dare not talk to me like that!" Zhu Wan was extremely angry, his old face was flushed, and he twisted into a ball.

Immediately thinking that it seemed inappropriate to lose his temper on such an occasion, he immediately changed back to his kind and kind appearance.

"The head of the Zhu family will be elected next month, please wait."

After the funeral, the Zhu family headed by Zhu Wan took on the task of seeing off the guests.

Zhu Wan, who intentionally or unintentionally flattered other forces, had a red face, thinking that he was sure of being the head of the family.

He thought that the internal affairs of the Zhu family had been completely dealt with, and now he could take the position of the head of the family as long as he obtained the approval of other forces in Yan Kingdom.

"From now on, the old man will rely on the care of the patriarchs. If you need anything, you must let me know as soon as possible. I will definitely do my best to meet your needs."

Facing Zhu Wan's deliberate flattery, there was no response.

How could any of the heads of the four major families be optimistic about him, none of the three brothers of the Zhu family died.

Zhu Wan really thought his grandson could be the head of the family?

Han Ningchu glanced at Zhu Wan like a fool, and said coldly, "I advise you not to have too much hope."

"Ah? Patriarch Han, why did you say that?"

Zhu Wan looked confused, and didn't understand the meaning of Han Ningchu's words.

"Why did you say that... Her own man is still waiting to fight for the head of the family, and he is delusional to help you?" Wen Zhong, who was holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, complained in a low voice.

"It's not good! Master Wan, your grandson..."

A terrified man ran in, pointing at the door and yelling.

"What's the matter, what a fuss. Didn't you see me seeing off the guests?" Zhu Wan said angrily.

"Your grandson... was killed."

"What?"

Zhu Wan's eyes were so wide that he was about to jump out, his heart stopped suddenly, and he almost fell back with his old bones, and he could catch up with Zhu Min who hadn't walked too far with two quick steps.

"How many died?" No one could have imagined that Zhu Wan would ask such a question under such circumstances.

"Three died!"

Zhu Wanchang breathed a sigh of relief, and said soberly, "Fortunately, fortunately, none of them died..."

As he said that, he was about to go out to check the situation. On the way, Zhu Wan's head flashed, and he slapped his thigh suddenly: "It's broken! I seem to have only three grandchildren, but they all died in the end!"