Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

Beads of sweat kept coming out of Bian Lin's old face.

At this moment, the study room was so quiet that one could hear his strong heartbeat.

After a moment of silence, I saw Zhu Mo in front of me nodding his head slightly, without a trace of warmth in his voice: "All the names in this book are killed."

"But... this kind of influence is not good, right? Patriarch, do you want to think about it again?"

Bian Lin felt like he was going crazy now.

If it were an enemy, he wouldn't be so terrified. What's scary is that almost all of them are members of the family.

There are even quite a few people who stood in line with Zhu Mo early on, and they really don't understand why Zhu Mo picked up the butcher's knife and reached out to his own people.

If he really killed all the people in this notebook, it would probably shock the entire Yan Kingdom.

Zhu Mo sighed, and said with displeasure:

"No. [-], have you forgotten what I just said? I am a man of one mind, and everything I ask you to do is after careful consideration."

"It doesn't matter if you think you can't do it, I can replace it with someone else."

"Homeowner!"

Scared by Zhu Mo's words, Bian Lin immediately stood up from the chair and knelt on the ground with his head bowed:

"Patriarch, I, Bian Lin, have regarded myself as the loyal dog of the Zhu family all my life. I will immediately lead someone to do the things you entrusted to me."

Zhu Mo was very satisfied with Bian Lin's response, and he judged in his heart that this old guy could still be used.

In Zhu Mo's impression, Bian Lin has always been Zhu Min's butcher knife.

But even if he does dirty work for Zhu Min every day, his personality is different from that of a murderer like Qi Wei.

Not only is it not manic and bloodthirsty, but it is very gentle.

It's hard to imagine that a butcher with blood on his hands could have such a soft personality.

In the book, if Bian Lin hadn't regressed in strength due to his age, it would have been several years later for Zhou Lu to be number one in the Jingwei group.

Bian Lin, who has served four generations of the Zhu family, has absolutely nothing to say about his loyalty, otherwise the first thing Zhu Mo would do would be to replace him.

Zhu Mo got up and supported Bian Lin with both hands and said with a smile:

"I often heard my father and grandpa say that you are the most loyal person in the Zhu family, and I have always believed in it."

"I, like you, work for the Zhu family. Those who should be killed for the future of the Zhu family must be killed."

Zhu Mo's eyes were determined, and he patted Bian Lin's shoulders vigorously:

"Let's do it right away, there is still a family banquet waiting for me. After finishing this, I will add a chair for you at the Zhu family's future family banquet."

"what?"

Bian Lin, who had just stood up, knelt down in front of Zhu Mo again, so excited that he burst into tears.

Zhu Moke knew exactly what the old guy wanted.

Bian Lin, who came to Zhu's family with only his first name since he was a child, dedicated his whole life to Zhu's family, and naturally regarded himself as his own family in his heart.

Bian Lin had a goal in his heart when he heard that someone with a foreign surname in Zhu's family was given the surname Zhu when he was young.

He has been working hard all his life to get the surname Zhu.

Zhu Xian, who had no choice but to redeem Bian Lin, directly rejected his request because of his wild background.

Desperate, Bian Lin can only pin his hopes on Zhu Shang.

I thought it would not be difficult for Zhu Shang to give the surname based on the relationship between myself and Zhu Shang since childhood.

But Bian Lin was still too naive after all.

Zhu Shang, the sixth child, has painted cakes for him for decades without giving him a surname, so he finally said lightly: "Ask Zhu Lao San to give you a surname, old brother."

With gray temples, the old Bian Lin had no choice but to pin his hopes on Zhu Min.

The reality is very cruel, Zhu Min manipulated himself very vigorously, but he didn't like him at all in his heart, and he didn't have the slightest intention of giving him a surname in his heart.

So Bian Lin gave up the idea of ​​being given the surname Zhu long ago...

It never occurred to him that the newly appointed young head of the family would say something that made him very excited.

Those who can attend the Zhu family's family banquet are all surnamed Zhu, and if they are not the direct descendants of the Zhu family, or the Zhu family who have made great contributions to the Zhu family, they are not eligible to participate in the family banquet at all.

Bian Lin just wanted to have the surname Zhu, and he had never thought about such an exaggerated thing as attending the Zhu family banquet.

Putting on his coat, Zhu Mo wrote lightly: "You have done everything for the Zhu family all your life, and you are already qualified enough to attend my Zhu family's family banquet."

Zhu Mo is not as pedantic as the previous family heads. Giving a surname and adding more chairs to the family banquet can win people's hearts. The deal is too worthwhile.

The more deals like this come, the better, and Zhu Mo will definitely accept them all.

Bian Lin, who was kneeling on the ground, was weeping violently. He choked up his loyalty to Zhu Mo:

"Patriarch, the old man will never forget your kindness to the old man. Until the day the old man enters the coffin, I will be willing to be the most convenient sword in your hand."

Zhu Mo smiled slightly, and walked out of the study to the banquet hall.

Everyone in the Zhu family had been waiting in the banquet hall for a long time, and when they saw Zhu Mo walk in, they stood up to welcome him.

Flattering words, flattering smiles constantly.

Zhu Chi had a complicated expression on his face, and his seat didn't change at all.

Even Zhu Si and Zhu Xiang had to sit behind him.

Sitting in the front row on the left and right were him and Zhu Yu.

"sit down."

Zhu Mo sat on the main seat and waved to everyone.

"I'm different from my father. You don't have to be too serious, just be casual."

With a simple sentence, Zhu Mo was praised by the crowd, who praised him for being easy-going, and praised him for being better than blue.

Zhu Mo is naturally not a person who enjoys flattering, so he doesn't care about it at all.

He looked at the seats on both sides, set his eyes on Zhu Chi and said with a smile, "Second brother, why didn't sister-in-law come?"