Chapter 62: You Can Laugh Now, I'm Taking the Stage!

  "What nonsense! Whose family are you from? Get out of here!"

  Although his hair was white, Zuo Yangting's face was ruddy and he looked very spirited. Before he could speak, the sixty-year-old man standing beside him had already loudly scolded Zuo Xiaoyao for suddenly leaving the ranks and walking forward.

  Everyone on the scene looked at this scene with confusion, but in their hearts, they felt inexplicable. After all, at such a time, no one would normally make such an impolite move. Even Zuo Zhenglong and Ben, who were standing in front of Zuo Jingxuan and Zuo Xiaoyao, didn't know what Zuo Xiaoyao was thinking by making this sudden move.

  After the surprise, only Zuo Wenting followed up and sternly said, "Zuo Xiaoyao, what are you doing? You can't be so presumptuous here!"

  Xiao Yao!

  Upon hearing the name called out by Lin Ting, the old man's face suddenly changed color, and after a brief pause, he said "What are you doing here?"

  "Why can't I come here and pay respects to the second uncle of the Zuo family's direct line, who has been remembered for decades?"

  Under the gaze of everyone's shock, Zhen Xiao Yao walked calmly to the front left and smiled warmly, enjoying the uncontrollable fear revealed by the two people in front of her.

  He glanced at the crowd below, and had already heard some whispers in his ear. The white-haired old man shouted angrily, "I don't know what nonsense you're talking about! This is a gathering of the Zuo clan, outsiders please leave voluntarily, respecting others is also respecting yourself!"

  "Yes, this is the Zuoshizonghui, according to the ancestral rules, those who have the qualifications to stand on this rostrum should be like me, a direct descendant of the Zuo family. Some people who have occupied the nest for many years should have the self-awareness to hand over things that do not belong to them!"

  Smiling and nodding, she swept a glance at the two elderly men with unusually ugly expressions. After taking a quick look around, Zuo Xiao Yao swiftly lifted her foot and picked up a memorial tablet, saying "I think many people present also have this opinion. What qualifications does a maid's memorial tablet have to be placed here for us to pay our respects?"

  "Xiao Yao, what are you trying to do! If you want to cause a scene, take a look at where we are! Put me down!"

  He knew who the 'maid' in her mouth was, and he clearly saw that the nameplate held by Zuo Xiao Yao was whose, Zuo Yang Ting's eyes widened in anger and shouted loudly.

  Under the stunned gaze of everyone, as if by magic, the memorial tablet she was holding in her hand suddenly turned into powder and fell from her fingers. "Do you see? It's been 'put down'! She promoted herself to be the successor, who agreed to it? Who can change the fact that she is my great-grandmother's maid? And the truth that you are a maid's son, who gave her the power to push you into the position of Left Family Patriarch, and even dared to let the old patriarch's wife enter the Left Family Ancestral Hall?"

  The silent majesty was pressing in on Zuo Yangting, causing him to involuntarily feel the urge to kneel down and admit his mistake. Fortunately, due to his advanced age and numerous experiences, his heart was tough enough. "I don't know what nonsense you're spouting, who incited you to come here and spread rumors to deceive the crowd!"

  As they spoke, Zuo Yangting's eyes filled with resentment had already fallen on Zuo Zhenglong's somewhat agitated voice, implying the meaning of "this is a conspiracy" quite clearly. However, most people in the scene did not buy it, and this past was not secretive enough. Many people knew about it, but they all basically took an attitude of being uninvolved and detached. Moreover, as the direct descendant who had gone missing for many years, he brought with him the vast assets that the Zuo family urgently needed, and although he made a high-profile return at the last clan meeting, it was also under the name of a direct descendant.

  She blew a breath onto the remaining ashes on her hand, then took out a handkerchief and wiped her hand clean. Under everyone's watchful eyes, Zuo Xiao Yao opened the backpack and solemnly took out something wrapped in golden yellow cloth from it, placing it on the altar table. She lifted the yellow cloth, revealing three memorial tablets inside!

  The hall was in an uproar, and Zuo Zhenglong's eyes were already filled with tears. This was his life's mission, something he had dreamed of achieving - to bring back the ancestral tablets of his grandmother and parents to this place. Even if it meant paying a greater price than when he returned to the family last time, he would not hesitate. However, he could not act rashly and needed to make long-term plans, especially since he wanted his grandmother's tablet to return to its rightful position, which was truly too difficult!

  Lü Yangting's face turned red, and the old man who had been following him subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop Lü Xiaoyao's actions, but was stopped by a powerful force that made his heart tremble, unable to move forward, causing both of them to feel apprehensive.

  She glanced at them faintly, without intending to stop her actions, and coldly said, "Who dares to say that my decision is wrong? The tradition of passing down the title through the eldest son and not the younger sons, this is the most fundamental rule of the Zuo family! It's absolutely not allowed to be changed, even if many rules have been modified to adapt to the environment. But in a situation where the main branch has not yet become extinct, with your identity, what qualifications do you have to stand here as the head of the clan for nearly fifty years? Now that the Zuo family's main branch has returned, everything should return to its proper path. Who dares to have any objections?"

  The merciless voice immediately spread throughout the venue, and Zuo Xiaoyao carefully placed the three memorial tablets in their proper positions. As she stood up straight, her gentle smile swept across the room, and an aura that intimidated people's hearts instantly enveloped the entire scene, making everyone feel a sense of trepidation, to the point where they didn't even dare to think about resisting. The Zuo Xiaoyao standing on stage in front of the thousands of memorial tablets, with a smile on her face, suddenly became a satanic existence. No one doubted that if they dared to express any dissenting opinions, they would become one of the memorial tablets on stage.

  In her heart, her grandfather and father were like gods, but they didn't dare to stop Zuo XiaoYao directly, as if they had something to consider. Their words were also suppressed, and Zuo WenTing, who was furious in her heart, finally couldn't bear it and quickly came onto the amplified stage. "Zuo XiaoYao, you can't come here and be so arrogant! This is our Zuo family's ancestral land, how dare an outsider like you stir up trouble here? Others may not know, but do you think I don't know your true nature? A discarded child with no blood ties to the Zuo family, who gave you the right to...

  "Bang! Bang!"

  A burst of applause erupted, and the hall was once again plunged into a silence so profound that one could hear a pin drop.

  Zai ci qu chu yi tiao shou pa xi xi ca shou de zuo xiao yao dan dan hui dao "zhe li na you ni shuo hua de yu di! dui, wo shen shang shi bu ceng liu you zuo jia xue, dan wo xing zuo! er qie shi cong xiao bei yang zai di xi zuo zheng long ming xia de nu er, you wo nai nai, ye jiu shi lao fu ren qi zi fu yang da. jiu he zuo jing xuang yi yang, shi zuo jia zhen zheng de di xi hou bei, ni yi ge guo qu cong mu xing de si sheng nu, zhang zhao er shu de shi, neng lai zhe li ye jiu ba le. hai gan guang ming zheng da de tiao chu lai, zhen shi bu zhi suo wei! zhen yi wei zhe chang zu hui guo hou, ni baba jiu neng shun li shang wei, ji cheng zu zhang zhi wei ma?

  Both sides of the face with five fingers printed on it had lost all color, and Zuo Wenting's pretty face turned pale as she stared with a pair of beautiful eyes that revealed deep hatred and shock, unable to comprehend how her most secretive origins were suddenly exposed in the Zuo family clan.

  It turned out that the old man, who was anxious about his daughter, didn't care about the taboos in his heart. With a furious expression, he pointed at Zuo Xiao Yao and said, "You are a wild girl from where? No matter what your identity is, you dare to stir up trouble in our Left Family's most sacred ancestral temple..."

  Finally, Zuo Zhenglong walked up to the stage and bowed his head in front of the three memorial tablets for Zuo Xiaoyao. He interrupted the old man's words and said solemnly, "Third Brother is wrong, isn't he? Xiaoyao is my daughter, taught by her mother from a renowned family in Jiangnan, learning piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, books, etiquette, and rituals like a traditional noble lady. She is as skilled in painting as my father was. It's a family tradition, if I'm not mistaken. My grandparents were also skilled in calligraphy and painting. She is indeed the daughter I acknowledge from the bottom of my heart!"

  "My fifth brother used to not know her, how could he understand her? Now she's openly slandering my daughter with impunity. You're protecting her like this, isn't that a bit too biased? Is it...?"

  "You don't need to be so defensive, Third Uncle and Second Uncle. Are you daring to swear in front of our ancestors that you didn't know me before? There were people sent to spy on me and Grandma. Do you lack the guts to refute this? Do I need to provide some evidence that would make all of you believe? For example, should Second Uncle care about the fate of those two from the Wang family who used to do things for him? Or, for instance, Grandfather..."

  "That's enough! I know what you're thinking, you just want Zuo Zhenglong to take the position of clan leader today, don't you? Fine, I'll play along!"

  The old man with white hair flashed a hint of panic in his eyes, and then he seemed to be drained of energy, his face pale and weak, saying in a toneless voice.

  Not only did Zuo Zhenglong's face reveal an unbelievable excitement, his fists clenched and trembling slightly, but the scene below also erupted into a boiling debate. Zuo Xiaoyao smiled warmly and said, "Everyone, please calm down! This is the benevolent intention of our second uncle, and we should all support it. To express my sincere support for the clan and to congratulate Mr. Zuo Zhenglong on his succession as the head of the clan, I originally donated 1.5 billion euros to establish the Zuo Family Foundation. The funds will be managed by the direct descendants of the Zuo family, and several members can be elected to serve as auditors. The purpose is to support the development of the Zuo family and its members. If there are any problems with the inheritance of the direct descendants, all the funds will be donated to society free of charge. I have already entrusted this to my lawyer!"

  As soon as this was said, the faces of the people in the hall suddenly showed an extremely fervent longing, and they didn't care about Zuo Yangting's unusually ugly face and his clan members anymore.

  If it's said that previously, the crowd wasn't too welcoming of Zuo Zhenglong taking over as the clan leader, after all, the original balance within the clan was suddenly broken, and whoever was in charge didn't really want to see it happen. Fortunately, there was the newly reorganized New Zuoshi, and on stage, Zuo Xiaoyao, who seemed to possess a legendary martial art that was rarely seen in today's world. The crowd basically didn't dare oppose her, and now that Zuo Xiaoyao had publicly dropped such a heavy bombshell, no one dared say another word of dissent.

  15 billion euros! Enough to make the Zuo clan people have full confidence in Zuo Zhenglong, and also make them willing to hold the orthodox in their hands and worship it!

  There were those who had to respect the eldest son of the left family, and the ancient mansion was handed over to Zuo Zhenglong at an extremely fast speed. Although he was unwilling, Zuo Yangting had no choice but to leave the island with his younger generation in a low profile. A few days later, he died in depression. The new head of the clan not only refused to let him be buried on the island, but also rejected the proposal to place his memorial tablet in the ancestral temple, citing the reason that he had harmed his own flesh and blood, which was a great crime of betraying the clan. The clan decided to expel their branch from the Zuo family forever!

  He sought out other members of the Zuo clan, but none were willing to come forward for them!

  It is said that the wheel of fortune turns, you laugh and I take the stage! At the end of the family meeting, he immediately took out the 1.5 billion euros in Swiss banknotes, and Zuo Xiao Yao had already quietly left without even taking a boat ride. Only Zuo Zheng Long and Zuo Jing Xuan understood in their hearts that she did all this not for love, but for the inheritance she was to receive, and they also knew better than to ask further questions.

  After all, Zuo Xiāo Yáo gave them something that would later revive the Zuo family before she left - three ancient martial arts manuals, five prescriptions for physical conditioning, and items purchased by Zuo Xiāo Yáo at the Jiǔ Tái Shān Trade Fair, as well as relics from Lǐu Chéng's master and disciples!

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