Three people walked in outside. At the front was the fourth uncle Li Daguang. He was still wearing the exquisitely crafted snow-white robe, tall, long beard and white hair, and looked particularly fairy-like.

It has to be admitted that a person's appearance is indeed very important. Although Li Daguang has participated in the state examination for ten years, failed the exam every year, and never worked hard, he is the most comfortable one in Li Wencun.

Although he was seriously dereliction of duty last night, causing the ancestral hall to be burned, the clan leader came to Liwen Village today and asked him to lead the way, which shows his trust in him.

Behind him was Li Wenyou, the patriarch of the Li family. He hadn't slept all night last night, his eyes were red, but he was in good spirits. Perhaps because of his slightly fat body, he was a little gasping when he walked here from the entrance of the village.

The last person who came in was Aunt Hu. Daqi entrusted Qing'er to them, and his son Hu Sheng went to the county again. Even if Qing'er's cousin and the clan leader came in, she was not relieved.

"Qing'er, the clan leader is here to see you. Why don't you come here and kowtow to the clan leader!"

Li Daguang was afraid that Li Yanqing would not kowtow again like he was in a ancestral hall. He quickly reminded Li Yanqing and squeezed his eyes at him again.

No one of the five old men, Li Yanqing would like to worship him. He stepped forward and acted like he was about to kneel down. Suddenly he sneered and couldn't even worship him.

"Uncle Fourth, my knee was hit in the fire last night. It hurts so much now!"

Li Wenyou smiled, "You don't need to be too polite, Daguang, go and move two stools."

Li Daguang rolled his eyes and avoided the little slippery head again. He had no choice but to find two small stools with broken wooden nails and wiped the stool with his sleeves, "Parent Chief, please sit down!"

Li Wenyou gave the stool to Li Yanqing, "Qing'er, your legs hurt, you sit first!"

Li Yanqing took the bench without hesitation and sat down. Li Wenyou also sat down on another small stool. Aunt Hu was cleaning the yard not far away with a bamboo broom, and glanced at this place from the corner of his eyes.

There were only two small stools at home, so Li Daguang had to stand. Seeing that they had no malice, Aunt Hu quietly closed the door and went out. She was too lazy to listen to the Li family affairs.

"Qing'er, thanks to you last night. To be honest, I didn't sleep all night last night. I was scared and grateful. I never thought that our ancestors would appear."

Li Wenyou spoke very sincerely. Before he set out, he carefully asked Li Daguang about Li Yanqing's situation and learned that the child was a fool. He fell into a well more than a month ago and became a completely different person. He could be regarded as a prodigy for studying and literacy.

Especially when Li Daguang told him about Li Yanqing's performance in the ancestral hall the day before yesterday, he actually guessed the name of the great ancestor. This made Li Wenyou suddenly realize that there was a reason why the great ancestor chose Li Yanqing. It is very likely that the great ancestor's god was attached to the child, otherwise how would he explain that he had changed from a fool to a prodigy?

Along the way, Li Wenyou was thinking about this matter repeatedly. The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. He felt like a fire was lit in his heart, making him anxious and eager to confirm his guess.

What Li Yanqing thought of at this time was how he got the greatest benefit from this matter. His price list had been drafted, and he was waiting for the patriarch to ask him to thank him.

He lowered his head and said, "Class leader, I really don't know what happened at that time. I'm still confused now. I feel like I'm not myself at that moment."

Li Wenyou asked tentatively again: "Qing'er, have you heard the sound you heard last night before? For example... when you fell into the well."

Li Yanqing suddenly realized that the patriarch regarded him as Li Jing, and he immediately knew that his chance had come. He said 'Ah!', widened his eyes and asked in surprise: "How could the patriarch know?"

Li Wenyou was shocked, "Have you really heard it?"

Li Yanqing nodded, "I did hear that voice when I fell into the well. I always thought there was a ghost in the well and never dared to say it to my father."

"What did that voice say?"

Li Yanqing lowered his thoughts and silently recalled the memorandum of the year he had compiled. Li Yu ascended the throne in the second year of the establishment of the Song Dynasty, so Li Jing died in 961, and this year was 1111, so Li Jing has passed away for 150 years.

Li Yanqing looked up at the sky and said slowly with a dreamy look: "When I fell into the well, the voice said in my ear that his soul wandered for a whole hundred and fifty years, and finally found me, the soul-sending child."

Li Wenyou immediately took out a family genealogy from his arms and looked it up. The genealogy recorded the birth and death date of the great ancestor in very obscure words, which only the clan leader could understand.

While looking through, Li Wenyou gestured on the ground with his fingers. In the end, his face changed drastically. He calculated that it was exactly 150 years since the death of the Great Ancestor.

Li Wenyou's legs became weak and he knelt in front of Li Yanqing. Even if the child in front of him was not the rebirth of the great ancestor, his body also contained some of the great ancestor's soul.

The patriarch knelt down, and Li Daguang was so scared that he knelt down, "Oh my God!" Could this child be really sent to the great ancestor? The great ancestor died for 150 years and is back again.

Li Yanqing pretended to be panic and said, "Clan leader, Fourth Uncle, are you... what are you doing?"

He was also a little worried, what if the clan leader really regarded himself as his ancestor?

"The unfilial descendant Li Wenyou bowed to the great ancestor!"

"The unfilial descendant Li Daguang kowtowed to the great ancestor!"

Even in remote villages a thousand years later, many foolish men and stupid women would believe in such tricks, not to mention that this was Li Wenyou's preconceptions in the Song Dynasty. Li Yanqing just confirmed his speculation, but if it were his brother Li Wengui, he might not believe it.

Li Yanqing simply sat down and smiled bitterly in his heart. He made up a few words casually. They really believed it. In the future, will he faint suddenly like a witch, and then talk nonsense like a great god? Alas! How should this end?

Li Wenyou kowtowed three respectfully, but did not dare to sit down again, but stood in front of Li Yanqing with his hands down. He did not sleep all night last night, just thinking about this. Why did the Great Ancestor choose Li Yanqing, a six-year-old child, rush into the fire? You should know that there were at least two hundred tribe members who put out the fire last night, and countless young and strong men, but the Great Ancestor chose one child.

He finally realized that the Great Ancestor had already had an association with Li Yanqing, and it was a combination of water and fire!

"Captain, sit down! I have something to say."

Li Wenyou sat down half of his butt tremblingly. Li Yanqing looked at him and said solemnly: "The clan leader should not mention the matter of the great ancestor. Now it is the Song Dynasty. The emperor's surname is Zhao, but not Li. If you say too much about this, you will be exterminated."

Li Wenyou was stunned for a moment. He slapped his forehead suddenly. He didn't even think about the seriousness of this matter. No! When he went back, he had to stop talking immediately and not allow anyone to talk about the appearance of the great ancestor last night.

He turned around and looked at Li Daguang again, and Li Daguang's head immediately shook like a rattle, "Don't worry, patriarch, I will never go out to talk about this."

Li Yanqing blocked Li Wenyou's thoughts of going to the county to promote this matter, and he said lightly: "The patriarch should call me Qing'er! We should not mention this matter in the future."

Li Wenyou slowly calmed down and nodded, "What do Qing'er need me to do?"

After pretending to be a god and being a ghost for a long time, Li Yanqing stretched out four fingers without hesitation, "First, Liu Chenghong destroyed the Li family's ancestral hall, made the ancestors of the Fiery, and harmed the descendants of the Li family. They must be expelled immediately and must not be reused."

When Li Wenyou heard that his tone was not a six-year-old child at all, he even mentioned Liezu. He believed it even more and hurriedly said, "I have driven him away and will never use it again."

"Secondly, all the debts owed by my father Li Daqi will be exempted from the patriarch's debts. Please make up for the patriarch's wages he has been deducted in recent years."

Four years ago, Li Daqi borrowed money to bury his wife and was slaughtered by his father-in-law Ding Zhong and Li Wenyou. It was said that it cost 500 guan, but in fact, more than 100 guan was enough. Moreover, most of the 500 guan was returned to the hands of the two of them through cemeteries, coffins, various labor costs, etc. The actual cost was only a few pigs that entered the stomachs of the whole village. Of course, there were also some clothes and burial tools.

In addition to gaining reputation as aiding tribesmen, Li Wenyou also received a cheap long-term worker like a slave. All of this was written in black and white, and Li Daqi willingly signed and stamped.

But who would have thought that Li Daqi would have such a son? Li Wenyou felt a sense of silence in his heart and said hurriedly: "I will definitely be exempted. I will send the IOU and the wages when I go back."

Li Yanqing said again: "The third thing is that I want to go to school to study, so let's arrange it!"

Li Wenyou thought Li Yanqing was going to pursue the 500-cent money, but he turned out to be just trying to study. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is a small matter. I will just tell Master Yao about it. Qing'er can go to study tomorrow."

Li Yanqing had only thought of these three things, but this opportunity was really rare. If he didn't slaughter the black-hearted patriarch, he would be too sorry for his father's hardships over the past few years.

He pointed to the house and said, "There is also the house that is too dilapidated. Please ask the patriarch to find someone to repair it!"

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Chapter completed!