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Chapter 137 Shocking Victory(1/2)

According to the usual procedures, the four days were the time for the people of the Tianji Sect to exchange research and study experiences with each other, and then some people planned and arranged matters such as worshipping ancestors.

But now the goals of all disciples are different from before. Usually, they are more studying how to make more money by making profits and how to make their careers more successful. Where can they still focus on studying knowledge and improving the development of Yili predictions?

In the four days, almost no one communicated because of this. The communication was a combination of business and business. In fact, this problem was exposed in the previous few gatherings. This is also a matter of no choice. As the sect leader, Lai Changyi cannot force them to spend much time studying every day, and there is no way to supervise or evaluate.

Therefore, this is also his choice to be a young man as his successor. If it were Peng Sikai and others, no matter who took over, he would probably turn the Tianji Sect into a commercial alliance.

Yang Rui was also aware of their gathering, but it was just an occasional relaxation of a group of businessmen. Perhaps, worshiping the ancestors was only a ceremony left, and not many people were sincere. How long could this ceremony last for? He was not very optimistic...

Wang Fugui had already started preparing a lot of sacrifices and did all related matters. Today, it was just a matter of arrangement. Many people in the village watched the fun and many people came to help. Everyone didn't understand what was going on. They only knew that within five years, a group of people came to worship Old Man Wang's ancestors.

The old people in the village said that the ancestors of Mr. Wang's family were great men and taught many students, and now these are the students who came back to worship. They all taught young people to take such sages as examples, but young people were more laughing and no one could listen.

Five days, Qingming Festival.

Yang Rui had figured out that there were three rituals in total. The first was to defeat the founding of the doctrine of the King Yinming in the ancestral hall of the old house of Wang family; the second was to worship the first generation of the ancestor of Tianji Sect, namely Wang Yinming's original disciples, that is, the disciples who truly established the Tianji Sect; the third was to worship at the cemetery of Wang Yinming's ancestor.

Because it was Yang Rui's first time here, he had to join the ceremonial ceremony. Before worshiping, he would burn incense to worship the ancestors.

Wang Fugui is now old and has no children. His greatest hope is to live a life of worship every five years. At this time, he is undoubtedly the most glorious person in the village, and even the Tianhua Mountain area is the most glorious. He also arranged everything meticulously according to traditional rituals.

Yang Rui first arranged the ancestor according to the ceremony and completed his entry ceremony, and then everyone started the worship ceremony together.

After the worship in the ancestral hall of the old house was completed, Wang Fugui led the way, and the group continued to climb the mountain. In a valley, they saw a group of cemeteries. It was the cemetery of this village, and there must be a lot of them accumulated over generations. However, as the ages were long, no one usually managed them, and they would disappear after too long, so there were not many people who actually repaired and swept tombs.

Among all the old tombs, there are only two tombs left, one is the ancestral tomb of the entire village, which is where everyone will repair the cemetery sweeping site together. The other is Wang Yinming's tomb.

Yang Rui looked at it and found that Wang Yinming's tomb was probably worshipped by the ancestors of the Tianji Sect, so it has never been repaired. It has been maintained well for hundreds of years.

When they came out to worship, many people in the village came to watch from afar. However, they were used to this attitude, and no one felt embarrassed.

Wang Fugui gave sacrifices with a sacred look on his face, and everyone took turns to worship in front of the grave. He did not forget to dig wells when he drank water. The more he achieved the greater the achievement, the more grateful they were. If it weren't for the Tianji Sect, if it weren't for the ancestors' preaching such a theory, he would definitely not have achieved such great success.

Yang Rui's current identity is still the eleventh generation disciple of Tianji Sect, and he worshiped him first with Lao Lai. After that, everyone finished worshiping him. All of them took Wang Fugui's traditional yellow paper to make money from the ground. According to local customs, they were scattered on the tomb and covered them with small stones. Some of them weed and cultivated soil.

By noon, the entire ancestor worship ceremony had completely ended, and everyone returned to the Wang family's ancestral home for dinner.

When this lunch tasted a little different, everyone's taste was a little different. Because soon, there will be many climaxes in the after-dinner meeting! This is something that was not available in previous sessions.

Those who are interested are calm and unintentional will start to think about watching the fun.

Wang Fugui knew that they had always been rules, so they had to eat in the hall where they were going. At the same time, they had found someone to set up the hall after entering. It was naturally impossible for a large-scale conference table in the traditional mountain village. In order to facilitate so many people, they just placed an Eight Immortals table above, and the others were stools.

After dinner, everyone rested in the yard and chatted with each other. There was a tacit understanding that no one talked about the meeting that was about to begin, and no one talked about the matter about the sect leader.

The recent conferences are no longer talking about the development and revitalization of the Tianji Parcel, nor about academic continuation, but more about commercial land. The master summarizes the development of everyone in the past five years, tells the vision of the next five years, and then talks about it for an hour or two and leaves.

This year's conference obviously has an additional theme, that is, the deadbeat wants to pass the position of the sect leader to Yang Rui. Many people want to take advantage of this opportunity to change the sect leader from a designated successor to a democratic election.

At 1:30 in the afternoon, everyone came to the hall consciously. Many of them are big bosses now. For them, time is money, and no one wants to waste it. For the conditions here, it has been a few days since the experience has been experienced. It is just because it will be meaningful to hold a conference here, otherwise, many people want to go down the mountain and everyone will find a hotel in the county for a meeting.

The table on the Eight Immortals table was where Lao Lai and Yang Rui were sitting together. There were no stools on the lower seat, but facing several rows of stools. Other twelfth generation disciples sat and faced each other. The seats were Peng Sikai and Qian Jun. The two major disciples of the two categories were closed, which seemed a little serious.

Yang Rui saw that they were all used to this arrangement. He probably did this in previous years, but this year he just had one more of himself.

The deadbeat glanced at everyone and everyone immediately became quiet. As the previous sect leader, he had not officially passed the throne to Yang Rui yet, so he was still the sect leader. In addition, everyone was not willing to admit Yang Rui this time. They still regarded him as the sect leader.

First, he said a few polite words of the opening remarks, and then he took out a folder and opened it to read the achievements made by the disciples of Tianji Sect in the past five years to everyone. More than half of the more than 40 disciples were fighting in the business world, and after years of hard work, they have achieved great results and are relatively young. With the care of other senior brothers, they have also risen quickly.

Although Long Dingzhi and others are not in the business world and their achievements in money cannot be compared with other bosses, they have also made great achievements in their respective fields. In general, the development achievements in the past five years have been great.

Listening to the deadbeat's reading, many people showed excitement and pride, and basically no one could survive. At this moment, everyone's hearts seemed to be temporarily united, and they were all proud of being disciples of Tianji Sect and proud of everyone's achievements.

Yang Rui had known that they were all doing well, but he was still surprised to hear his father-in-law read out their achievements in the past five years. Not to mention other disciples, just those who do business are a very huge force, and the industries involved are also very wide. If everyone is united, it will be no problem to influence the stock market and monopolize some markets!

First, we will talk about the achievements, and then we will talk about academic cultivation. This is also a common issue. Everyone has regarded this as a tool for generating benefits. Not many people will study the knowledge passed down by the ancestors.

Finally, Dear Lai talked about the problems in the next five years.

"Everyone knows that our Tianji Sect can stay alive and last for hundreds of years because all of us work hard. Now every disciple here has no vitality and is more envious. So, I think... we should look for new blood and find a group of young successors."

Everyone was excited. The question I was about to talk about was sensitive!

"You all know. Uncle Master, I am not as capable as you, nor so good at patience, so I often travel everywhere. In fact, there is one thing you don't know. I am traveling everywhere, and I want to find a suitable successor!" The old lad said this and paused:

"Note, it's like you may have many sons, daughters, confidants, and generals, but your company can only have one successor! For my successor, it's not an apprentice, but a suitable sect leader! It's like when Senior Brother Zhang Wanxiang met me, he already had an apprentice, but he treated me as a successor, so he didn't accept me as an apprentice, but instead accepted apprentice on behalf of his master in the name of his master."

Everyone became quiet. This question was directly questioned by Qian Jun from Sanri. Now everyone wants to hear how the deadbeat explained it.

"The day before yesterday, Qian Jun's nephew talked about this issue, and I also had such questions about Senior Brother Zhang back then." The old man's face was calm and he could not see any emotional fluctuations. "Senior Brother Zhang mentioned the issue of successor I just mentioned. There is only one successor, and there are many disciples. If I am just Senior Brother Zhang's apprentice, I will not be his successor, because there are other disciples who will have opinions. After the agreement between Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Brother Xu, the method of recruiting disciples on behalf of the master."

When the disciples heard what the deadbeat said, it was inconvenient for the disciples to question directly because they brought out their respective masters. If they questioned, it was obviously a question of the master. Zhang Wanxiang had already passed the throne to Lai Changyi in advance, and Xu Shiyou agreed at that time, and there was nothing to argue about now.

"The current situation is the same. I met Yang Rui last year, and he was the successor I found. If I accepted him as my disciple and he was the sect leader, it might be unreasonable, and other senior disciples would be dissatisfied. So, I had to use the method of my senior brother back then." The deadbeat sighed, "Originally, I should have given Yang Rui ten years of learning from his senior brother before, and then let him take over, but..."

"Uncle Master, are you terminally ill?" Peng Sikai was shocked and asked with concern after hearing what he said.

As soon as this said, everyone was surprised.

The deadbeat kicked him under the table and laughed and scolded: "Curse me? You're just terminally ill!"

Although Peng Sikai was kicked by him, he felt relieved when he heard that he was fine.

Dead Lai put away his smile and continued, "Why did I release the news last year that I passed the throne to Yang Rui? It's not that I'm about to die. It's because Yang Rui is a genius! A genius who is even more talented than me! He doesn't need ten years of research to reach my level back then!"

Everyone was uproared, obviously not believing in the words of Dead Lai, thinking that he wanted to promote Yang Rui to the stage and said this on purpose. Dead Lai's strength back then was impressed by them, but after all, there were two eleventh generation disciples who had been trained for many years. Now Yang Rui is just a young boy and has not learned for too long. How could he have that strength?

Yang Rui laughed secretly in his heart. Dear Lai was talking to people and talking to ghosts! He brags about how genius he is in front of me. Now, in order to make everyone believe it, he also said that I am even more genius than him!

"Since I have found a successor, and you all only care about making money. Few are willing to work hard for the sect. Of course, let him be the leader and grow while training..."

Before Lai Changyi could finish his words, Qian Jun couldn't help it!

"Uncle Lai, I was impulsive the day before yesterday. I was also unintentional. Don't mind. But you just said that we only focus on making money and are unwilling to work for the sect. I really have a little disagreement. We want to work for the sect. Have you ever given us a chance? Let's talk about these years. When you were the sect leader, it was not easy to find you! To put it nicely, it was a dragon that saw the head but didn't see the end. To put it bluntly, I just don't know where you hid and were lazy!"

Qian Jun realized that Peng Sikai looked at him, but he didn't care. He noticed that many of his brothers agreed with him and smiled a little.

"Let's do this. If you really want to retire, then I, Qian Jun, are willing to contribute more to the sect! Uncle Yang is still young, so let him learn and exercise for a few more years. Wait until he grows up a little longer and let him be the sect leader!" Qian Jun did not stutter anymore and directly expressed his intentions!

Peng Sikai frowned: "Qian Jun. I think Uncle Lai's arrangements are not wrong, so I'd better listen to Uncle Master's arrangements!"

Others have also started to whisper, and they all admire Qian Jun’s courage to make the problem clear. However, no one publicly supports anyone.

The deadbeat saw that they all looked at each other and smiled and nodded: "Very good, is it that Mr. Qian Jun is so distracted! Are there any other disciples who have such thoughts?"

When he heard that Dear Lai was expressing his opinion like this, he was not unhappy, and the others began to dare to speak.

Someone mustered up the courage and said, "Uncle Master, I think Senior Brother Peng has contacts with all the senior brothers, and is very attentive to the affairs of the sect, and is always good at handling things. I suggest that Senior Brother Peng Sikai be the leader!"

Someone started, and immediately others began to say directly: "I support Senior Brother Qian. Senior Brother Qian has great care for many of our junior brothers' entrepreneurship and business, and spares no effort in the development of the sect. I believe that if he is the leader, we will definitely have a new peak!"

"Senior Brother Peng, Senior Brother Qian is certainly excellent, but I think... Being a sect leader is not just about helping the sect brothers get rich. If this is the case, then we can compare who is richer and who is more generous. Then, isn't Uncle Yang, who is still in college, the most suitable sect leader? Of course, we can't do that!"

This made many people feel that it makes sense. Many people know that the richest disciple of Tianji Sect is Huang Long. If he competes for financial resources, no one will be his opponent.

The disciple continued: "Being a sect leader does not necessarily have to be very rich, nor does it have to be very good at doing things. Let's look at Uncle Lai, don't you do a good job? So, everyone should see who has the momentum of a sect leader like Uncle Lai!"

Although this is suspected of being flattered, whether it can be "universal suffrage" is still a matter of "deadbeat", so everyone attaches great importance to his opinions. They also think that they don't say much, maybe Yang Rui is right to his appetite and will become the sect leader if he likes him!

Everyone helps to discover the senior brothers they support and see what relationship can be related to the deadbeat.

The disciple was obviously ready, so after successfully attracting everyone's attention and discussion, he not only had results from others, but continued to express his proposal: "So, I think that only Senior Brother Huanglong is more suitable to be the sect leader!"

After seeing what he said was a very reasonable thing, he actually recommended Huang Long, and he couldn't help but question it without knowing the inside story.

"In terms of ability, Senior Brother Huanglong is the most successful in our Tianji Sect's career; in terms of enthusiasm, he has also helped many senior brothers, and now everyone has a lot of business dealings; more importantly, he has the temperament of a sect leader! Just like Uncle Lai, he is calm in the face of things, low-key, and forward-looking, which is in line with the purpose of our Tianji Sect! This is the sect leader we need!"

After listening to this analysis, a disciple who supported Huanglong immediately began to express his support. Of course, support for Peng Sikai and Qian Jundi people also said that they were the most suitable for their support.

Huang Long always kept a calm expression. After everyone's voice became a little quiet, he smiled and said, "My junior brothers, thank you for your support, but I think that whether it is Junior Brother Qian or Senior Brother Peng, they are more suitable for being the sect leader than me. My opinion is that no matter who is the sect leader, it is good, as long as we are all for the Tianji Sect! This is the most critical!"

His words received a burst of applause.

Yang Rui sighed inwardly, it was true! Huang Long is the biggest competitor! Not to mention that he has many supporters, just these words are calm and composed, and it seems to take the overall situation into consideration, which is easy to gain favor. Compared with Peng Sikai's crampedness and Qian Jun's wildness, his gentle attitude is obviously better!

"I support Uncle Yang!"

This voice was made a little surprised to everyone, including Yang Rui. Because besides Dear Lai, he really couldn't expect anyone would support him.

The one who speaks is Long Dingzhi!

"Dear brothers, I have met Mr. Yang last year. Although Mr. Yang is relatively young, I can feel the characteristics of Senior Brother Ma just said. Moreover, everyone neglected an important point..." Long Dingzhi talked happily, "The sect leader is the leader of our Tianji Sect, but our Tianji Sect is an academic sect, not a gang leader, nor a government official. We will come here to worship our ancestors. It is precisely because the theories founded by the ancestors benefited our descendants. Therefore, I think personal academic attainments are the key!

To be honest, many of the senior brothers here are already billionaires, and some of them are just well-off. But can’t we really make that much money? We just like this kind of job. For example, Mr. Lai has always been playing in the world. Do you think he can’t do it if he wants to become a billionaire? So, I think everything else is not that important except academics!”

This made everyone calm down. They were able to make money and become rich people, not because they worked harder than other entrepreneurs, or they were able to manage more. But because they could understand the initiative and avoid bad luck in decision-making, so investments rarely failed. Can they do it, can deadbeats with higher levels not do it?

He may not be able to manage it, but he can find a great general manager to manage the operation. He may not know what to do, but he can find a think tank team. As long as his decisions are not wrong, it is only a matter of time before he becomes a billionaire! Other brothers are the same.

The wealthy businessmen who felt that they had a wealthy wealth and had a successful career originally thought that their words could have greater influence, but now after listening to Long Dingzhi's words, they calmed down.

Yang Rui was a little surprised and thought about it. According to the principle, Long Dingzhi should have supported Peng Sikai. Even if he doesn't support Peng Sikai, he is still Huang Long. How could he suddenly support me? Although I have known him for a long time, my friendship has not reached this point!

Was he just talking about things and things wrong with others? Or did he see that Dead Lai will definitely support me, so he stood in the team first? Or... he was just a child care arrangement for Dead Lai?

Qian Jun had already made some estimates secretly and began to say: "Uncle Lai, everyone is enthusiastic. You have seen it. No matter what arrangements are, no matter who is the sect leader, I think it is necessary for us to start a democratic voting and let everyone choose a satisfactory sect leader!"

The deadbeat tapped the table gently with his fingers, and everyone calmed down to see if he would change the system.

"I have heard all your words. To be honest, I have wanted to hear such a voice. I have repeatedly emphasized that it is true as the senior nephew Long said, we are an academic sect. We don't need to pass on our fathers and sons like a family business, nor can we lead the lifelong system. Therefore, our senior brother Zhang and I both found successors in advance. Today, I heard your voice, and I also want to confirm whether Qian Jun, Peng Sikai, Huang Long, are the three senior nephews really willing to be the sect leader?" The deadbeat's expression couldn't tell what he had made a decision.

After hearing his words, Qian Jun knew that he was under pressure from everyone. He had to change and hurriedly said, "Of course, I will devote myself to everyone and for our Tianji Sect!"

Peng Sikai thought for a while before slowly saying: "If Uncle Master decides this way, my old Peng is willing to contribute some efforts to our Tianji Sect."
To be continued...
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