Fish swimming around the world

The man seemed to sense something, but did not look back. He just said lightly: "The rest of you will go out while you wait. Please be alone with the Regent."

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment, waved his hand to Ding Lang to wait outside, and closed the door of the ancestral hall with a sweep of his backhand.

Only then did the man slowly stand up. Good guy, he was half a head taller than the Emperor.

He walked slowly to the table where the memorial tablet was enshrined, gently picked up the scissors and trimmed the wick, and the fire suddenly became brighter.

Then, he finally turned around slowly and his eyes fell on Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan also really saw the appearance of the eldest uncle. Not to mention, although he and Ying Pei were half-brothers, their appearance was actually 60% similar, which showed how strong the genes of the Ying family were.

However, this person has a straight nose, a square mouth, a calm face, and a steady demeanor. Compared to Ying Pei, this person has more stability.

"I was born as a fisherman, he is unparalleled in the world..." Ying Ji narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young man in front of him: "He has a transcendent style!"

Jiang Fan also said slowly: "The best choice for civil and political affairs. He is the best in martial arts. He is the former Shangzhu Kingdom. He is the Duke of the Great Qin Heng Kingdom. His style is still the same as before."

The man smiled slightly: "Old man, the waves behind Longjiang push the waves ahead, and each wave is higher than the last. Now, the world is dominated by young people like you."

Jiang Fan smiled softly: "The eldest uncle is not yet six years old, and is younger than your elder brother, His Majesty the Supreme Emperor. In comparison, he is an old man with great ambition."

Ying Ji shook his head: "If you don't let go, you will find trouble. Now you are just running away thousands of miles away. You are just a stranger in a foreign land. Why come here?"

"Oh?" Jiang Fan tilted his head and looked at him: "So, Uncle Zong is quite open-minded."

Ying Ji smiled slightly: "Boy, there is no need to test, just get straight to the point. I can see things openly and let it go. Aren't you here just to clear up my doubts? I say frankly that I no longer care about the authority of the temple."

Jiang Fan looked stunned: "So... what do you care about that makes you do this?"

Ying Ji pondered for a moment, then turned back and stared at the rows of ancestral tablets: "Here, the 1,777 ancestors and heroic spirits of the Ying family sleep. They originated from Tang Wu and are silent in their ancestral land. However, the heroic spirits are not here. Mie, still looking at future generations..."

Jiang Fan slowly took a few steps forward and respectfully lit three sticks of incense: "So...how do you think the ancestors will view the Ying family today?"

Ying Ji asked him to sit down, and he also sat cross-legged on a futon.

The two sat opposite each other, but were silent for a full cup of tea. Then Ying Ji took a wine bottle from beside him, shook it, and when he heard there was movement inside, he immediately smiled and said, "You don't believe me, I I am addicted to alcohol, and I have to take a few sips in front of my ancestors. I especially like the Shao Daozi brewed by you, which suits my taste. "

"As long as you like it, I'm afraid the ancestors will be offended." Jiang Fan said with a smile.

"Ancestors, I prefer to see the truth. I am already old, so it is better to be more honest when facing my ancestors. Come, Mr. Jiang, I will lend you flowers to offer to Buddha, and I will have three drinks with you."

Jiang Fan took the two small cups next to him and placed them in the middle of the two people: "How dare you disobey the elders' orders."

Ying Ji poured the wine and said slowly: "The Ying clan is naturally aggressive. They fight with the sky, the earth, others, and themselves. They become strong in battles and reproduce in battles. This is what the Ying clan has to offer. Fate. It’s the same now, the ancestors are watching from the sky..."

"So...what did they see, and what did they think?" Jiang Fan said seriously.

Ying Ji put down the jug: "They may have seen the Ying clan becoming one of the five hegemons in the world, seeing the scorching sun in the sky of the Qin Dynasty, seeing unprecedented strength, and even seeing the unification of the country, Yi Zhou being the hope of Qin..."

"However, I also saw the internal fighting among the clansmen, with heads rolling in and blood soaking Yangdu..." Jiang Fan looked at him and said.

"Yes..." Ying Ji looked a little sad: "The ancestral blood brings the heart to fight against the sky and the earth, but it also continues the persistence and unwillingness. If the heroic spirits have words, they also hope to end the civil strife..."

Jiang Fan's heart moved slightly, "What do you mean..."

Ying Ji shook his head: "The Ying clan has risen from Wushuang and has shed too much blood. It should not continue to flow. After all... there are less than 30% of the clan members, and only 20% of the direct bloodline remains. We cannot afford to be hurt."

Jiang Fan vaguely felt something extraordinary, as if many things were different from what he imagined.

Ying Ji continued: "But, the Ying family is so stubborn and will not look back until death."

"So... they still can't stand a woman being the emperor." Jiang Fan said in a deep voice.

Ying Ji looked at him, and suddenly a strange light appeared in his eyes: "I thought that I was the only one in the world who believed that there are yin and yang in the heaven and earth, the sun and the moon in the sky, and men and women in the world. It is just balance, which is required by the way of heaven, not superiority or inferiority. The so-called woman is an outsider is just a stupid inheritance theory. I never thought that someone like you would appear in the world again. "

Jiang Fan's mind suddenly moved: "Uncle Zong, do you think so?"

Ying Ji slowly raised the wine glass: "Is this idea worth a drink?"

Jiang Fan thought for a while, raised his glass and touched him from a distance: "To the great uncle."

Ying Ji seemed very satisfied. He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, then picked up the jug and continued pouring wine.

Jiang Fan couldn't help but be surprised: "So, the eldest uncle supports Ying Wushuang?"

"Why not? Didn't I say just now that if you don't see it, the Qin Dynasty will be powerful and sweep away all directions, as bright as the scorching sun in the sky? Unparalleled people, unparalleled intentions, the Ying family has a son like this, shouldn't you burn incense to comfort your ancestors? Why must you do it? Do you insist on the meaningless theory of respecting men and inferiority to women? The so-called orthodoxy is essentially just a cover-up for greed for power."

Jiang Fan was greatly surprised. He never expected to hear him say such words. This understanding was completely different from ordinary people's. Looking back on what this old man did before, could it be that he really supported Xiaocui and had no other thoughts?

"This is your second question." Ying Ji seemed to see what he was thinking: "In that case, why do I support some people to do unrealistic things at this most inappropriate and unreasonable time? , are you confused?"

At this moment, Jiang Fan didn't think that this person was just an old fool. Instead, he finally understood that he had quite a reason and absolutely profound meaning.

"Dare you ask Uncle Da Zong for advice?" Jiang Fan sincerely bowed his hand.

Ying Ji looked at him: "Boy, you went to Tangwu several times to fight Landlord with my brother, and you beat him until he was unable to fight back. But you also understand that Ying Pei at that time still had some powerful cards in his hand. But he was defeated in the end. You are unparalleled, and you are sent down from the sky. This is God's will, and God's will cannot be violated. Unfortunately, some people do not have strong cards in their hands, but they are still unwilling to lie dormant. But in my opinion, It's nothing short of seeking short-sightedness, and as I said just now, our Ying family was at its weakest during its most powerful period, so we really don't have that much blood to shed, so we should shed it."