Chapter 776: Making a Big Scene

The mineral vein matter is a place where it is easy to drill loopholes. An Xuanxin, who is in charge of this matter, was personally summoned by Li Li Zhouluo. He and his brother An Xuantong are geniuses of this generation. Li Li Zhouluo is still familiar with him, and he has calculations in his heart:

'The An family has a prominent family background, there is no need to be greedy for these one or two minerals. Even if they took it, every day's accounts are correct now, so they didn't take it. These four people combined represent 90% of the voices on the lake, so they need to be divided.'

He put down the envelope and said harmoniously:

"Seniors, don't be anxious, everything must be in accordance with reason. I have seen the news sent by Xuanxin every day and kept it in my heart. This matter of the change of mineral vein branches was originally a rule that was being finalized. I was going to discuss it with Xuanxin, so naturally there is no reason for any misappropriation."

He loosened his mouth, gave a look, and Di Di Liguang immediately went to help An Xuanxin. The An family member kneeling on the ground got up. An Jiyan, the old man, had a red face and said a long string of words about poor discipline, but was pulled by An Siwei. This middle-aged Foundation Establishment An family member turned around, looked at An Xuanxin coldly, and said: "But the west bank is boiling, An Xuanxin also has the crime of ineffective supervision, this subordinate will catch him to Mount Yuting for questioning!"

Immediately, he grabbed An Xuanxin from the ground, and several An family members just went out of the hall and retreated all over.

Once the An family left, Li Li Chenghuo, who was lying in the position with a weak face, lowered his head immediately. Li Zhouming, who spoke for the An family earlier, looked more and more wrong. Although he was not good at anything else, he had been romantic for many years and often pondered women's hearts. At least he could see the complexion. The expressions of several clan elders fell into his eyes. This famous dandy was uncomfortable, and the fan in his hand was closed firmly, held tightly.

It was just that everyone was respectful on the surface, but no one cared about him in private. Li Cheng, with gray hair, saw the An family leave, turned his head and asked in a low voice:

"Li Zhoufang and Li Zhouyang haven't come over yet?"

These two eldest brother and second brother of the Zhou Xing generation had their father fall, and the closest was their uncle Li Cheng. They were always obedient to Li Cheng, but they were late to arrive. Without the support of these two brothers, the other clan elders were all mortals, and Li Cheng was still a bit guilty.

Li Li Zhouluo had settled An Xuanxin, and the remaining Ren Ting was Li Li Minggong's own uncle, and one was his clan uncle, one more difficult to handle than the other. He decided to pinch the soft persimmon first and called: "Li Hun!"

Li Hun's generation was out of the main lineage. It was just that his father Li Li Anshuo was in charge of the north bank and married a Chen family member, which made him a bit prestigious, but he had no prestige in this hall. He was timid and lying at the back. Li Li Zhouluo asked, and this middle-aged man trembled, his knees moved forward two inches, and replied:

"Little one is here!"

Li Li Zhouluo pondered that the three had no doubt about the confession, and first asked: "You supervise spiritual rice. This 30% bribe must have passed through your hands. Now I seek confrontation with the families on the west bank and the officials on the peak. Confess who instructed you in advance... otherwise, once found out, I will kill you first."

Li Hun kowtowed and replied:

"Reporting to Family Head, there is an arrangement, but the little one received an order to collect it in two parts... The news was passed by Guest Qing Ye of Jiumen Peak, saying it was the order of the Jiumen Peak Duling... these things... have always been managed by the Jiumen Peak Duling."

The hall was silent for a moment. Li Li Zhouluo suddenly stopped talking—the Jiumen Peak Duling was An Xuanxin who had just been picked out.

"Where is Guest Qing Ye?"

Li Li Zhouluo asked, and Chen Donghe on the side replied: "I checked this person. The news reported a few months ago, reached the peak of Fetal Breath, the family reported it, and he has already gone out to break through and seek opportunities."

This was clearly a retreat after getting out early. Li Li Zhouluo looked at Li Hun who was also in a panic, fearing that he didn't know the inside story, and ordered in a low voice:

"Di Di Liguang, bring An Xuanxin and the He family woman up, and then go to the shore to interrogate the officials on the peak, and bring up all the family heads waiting in the mountain one by one,"

Chen Donghe replied in a low voice: "Family Head, the He family woman committed suicide."

This sentence made Li Li Zhouluo grit his teeth. Li Li Xixuan, who was round and white, suddenly knelt out and sighed: "Family Head! These things below are flies and dogs, and they can't be distinguished. Please... please invite Li Chenghuai to come out and use magic to ask, and everything will be understood!"

This sentence was beyond Li Li Zhouluo's expectation, making him stunned for a moment. Li Cheng also followed, kneeling and requesting:

"This child's innocence cannot be misunderstood in vain! Please invite the brother to come out and ask!"

Li Li Chenghuo sat silently, and the last old man Li Yu Xie moved. This old man had white hair and looked very kind. He closed his eyes and finally didn't follow.

Li Li Zhouluo was silent for a breath, his eyes circled around the people around him. Li Li Chenghuo, who wanted to protect An Xuanxin, was pulled by the sentence of Jiumen Peak Duling and had to open his eyes, but now he was silent. This uncle was probably the one among the four who didn't want to participate the most.

The rest were Li Li Xixuan and Li Cheng who had cultivation, who were the most persistent. Li Cheng's father, the elder Li Yu Xie, had won a great reputation because of the fall of his children, and was obviously cherishing his feathers, looking at a loss.

'It is clear that these few people deliberately arched out the matter... but they have to ask father to leave the pass...'

He couldn't figure out the meaning of these few elders for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "Father is injured, I fear it is not suitable to leave the pass, but some small things."

Li Li Xixuan sighed, his white face full of regret, and replied:

"Still hoping that the family will make a decision together, invite Li Chenghuai out to check, after all, it involves the reputation of the Great Sect, checking it is just half a day... otherwise Li Chengpan's second half of life will be ruined!"

Li Li Zhouluo's words were all blocked in his stomach by him. Li Li Chengpan in the hall kept his head down and endured, without saying a word. The pressure was all on Li Li Zhouluo. He hadn't opened his mouth yet, and heard a loud shout:

"Master didn't hear the Family Head's meaning!"

This shout in the court shocked the four seats, and everyone looked up, but it was beyond everyone's expectation. A red-clothed young master stepped out, full of anger.

It was Li Zhouming who couldn't hold back. This Early Zifu direct grandson was furious, smashed the fan in his hand, and cursed:

"If you cannot investigate right now, just lock them all up and wait a year or two. One is being aggressive, the other is sighing—what is it you want!"

Everyone was stunned, whispering to each other, looking at each other without words.

'This master is going crazy again...'

Li Li Xixuan was roared by him and stunned. He was Li Li Minggong's father. Who dared to give him such a face on weekdays? That white face flushed red, gritted his teeth and said:

"You..."

Li Zhouming heard the anger burning in his heart all the way, his red robe shook, stepped forward, and cursed:

"Respect you as an elder, if it weren't for giving birth to a good daughter, what are you! Although I am a dandy, I know how to lie down. What do you want? What do you want?! Taking advantage of the True Person being away, bullying us juniors, right! You you you, your mother's head, what you..."

More dirty words were about to come out of his mouth. Li Li Chenghuo, who was beside him, was scared to death and sat up in shock, hurriedly pulling his sleeve, cursing: "Beast! Do you want to rebel!"

For a time, everyone lost their footing. Li Zhouming was indeed a dandy, but his temperament was usually easy to grasp. No one expected him to go crazy suddenly. This person was a Early Zifu direct grandson, and no one dared to provoke him. They all retreated. Only his father Li Li Chenghuo jumped up, his waist didn't ache and his legs didn't hurt, and he was energetic, pulling him and cursing.

But his father was a mortal, but he couldn't control him.

Although Li Zhouming was not reliable, he was at least at the third level of Qi Refining. Only Li Cheng had cultivation among the four elders, and he was one level lower than him. This dandy went crazy like a cow. Li Li Xixuan was afraid of being slapped to death by him, and immediately lost his footing, retreating in a mess. Li Cheng and two juniors came up to protect him.

"Beast!"

Li Zhouming turned a deaf ear to his father's scolding. Now he understood, and only then did he know that the paragraph taught to him by the family earlier was also to make things difficult for Li Li Zhouluo. This burst of anger was hot and hateful, plus the noise of scolding and exclamation around him, which made him dizzy. It was the first time he saw him staring with anger, roaring: "Shut up!"

He used mana to bless this sound, which was simply a thunder on the ground. Cultivators were better, but mortals were almost shocked to break their ears, and everyone cast their eyes over.

But they saw the young man with upright features, slightly thick eyebrows, and the indifferent posture was washed clean by anger, and the Mingyang brilliance rose all over his body, glaring with anger, standing in the hall with his hands behind his back.

Once this sound fell, the hall knelt down in a piece.

Li Zhouming was Li Li Ximing's own grandson after all. Even if he wore colorful red clothes, even if he was painted with grease and powder, his eyebrows were still extremely similar. Now he stood in the hall with Mingyang, glaring with anger, except for being thin, he was just a little bit of daylight from his eyebrows, which almost scared a group of people to break their courage. Several Foundation Establishment guest protectors had to look away and kneel down facing each other.

"True Person..."

At this moment, even his father Li Li Chenghuo felt a jump in his heart, as if touching charcoal, he let go of his hand, and the "beast" in his mouth could no longer be spit out. His legs loosened, and he almost knelt down.

The courtyard was silent, yet a bit of red light emerged from beside Li Zhouming, and a sturdy man clad in crimson battle armor suddenly appeared.

This man was filled with a fierce aura, with a swallow's jaw and tiger's whiskers. His eyes seemed to strike like sharp swords, making everyone afraid to raise their heads. He held two short staves in his hands, his chin slightly raised, standing beside Li Zhouming with a face so dark it seemed as if it might drip blood.

【Dianyang Tiger】 Ding Ding Weijian.

At this moment, those on the mountain and below finally remembered he was the direct grandson of the Early Zifu. One by one, they were as silent as cicadas in winter, not even daring to look at each other. The stairs and the ground below were filled with kneeling people, most of them with their heads pressed to the floor.

"Your Highness..."

Hearing the trembling call from below, Li Zhouming seemed to wake from a dream. He threw away the fan in his hand, stepped back, and waved his hands repeatedly:

"Trouble for Protector Ding!"

He returned to his seat, looking soul-lost, but no one dared to speak to him again. Ding Ding Weijian nodded, the radiance of his immortal foundation vanished, his battle armor transformed into a Daoist robe, and he retreated silently to the corner of the great hall.

Li Li Xixuan, who had collapsed on the ground, became the focus of everyone's gaze. He climbed up with an extremely embarrassed expression, knelt on the ground, and said nothing.

The great hall felt as if it had been swept by a storm; the aggressive atmosphere had vanished. Li Li Zhouluo only lowered his eyes to look at the letter, seeing the soul-lost Li Zhouming through the gaps in his fingers. Although it was still the same powdered face, his eyes suddenly felt a bit sore.

'Good Fifth Brother...'

But he had no time to think, only hearing a soft sound in the courtyard: "Thump..."

It turned out to be Li Cheng kneeling down. He was one of the few remaining cultivators of the Chengming generation. His eyes were slightly red, and he said in a deep voice:

"Li Chengpan is the youngest among the brothers. He was brought into the lake from Huzhou, and I have always been the one looking after him. This child has been diligent since he was young, and no matter where he went, he had a reputation for being praised. He stayed on the west bank for several years without a single complaint. Now that he has suddenly suffered such slander, if I cannot clear his name, where is the fairness in the family? Family Head, I only hope you will bring out my elder brother. If Li Chengpan is even slightly unclean... I am willing to share his punishment!"

His words were sincere and heartfelt, making Li Li Zhouluo squeeze the letter in his hand and close his eyes, his heart wavering. He actually knew that his father, Li Li Chenghuai, was not injured and it was not that he could not come out of seclusion...

Li Li Xuanxuan, who had been sitting motionless and watching from beginning to end, finally spoke. The old man said in a hoarse voice, "Li Chenghuai is in seclusion; do not bother him."

This one sentence from the old man brought total silence to the hall. Two clan elders hesitated and stopped. Li Li Zhouluo faintly heard sobbing; it seemed that Li Li Chengpan in the center could finally no longer hold back his tears. The young man had kept his head buried, and now his shoulders were trembling slightly.

This sobbing struck Li Li Zhouluo's heart, making him suddenly feel dazed and lost. He realized the letter in his hand felt as heavy as a thousand catties and said in a low voice, "Regarding the west bank, both Mount Yuting and Mount Qingdu will send people to investigate. Order Chen Donghe and Li Wen to go to the west bank; the two peaks will interrogate together before reaching a conclusion."

"This matter is not yet clear, and the families on the west bank are in an uproar; there must be an explanation. Ren Ting is to be relieved of his duties for now and locked in the depths of Mount Qingdu. Li Li Chengpan failed in his supervision and is to be brought back to the continent for questioning."

Li Li Xuanxuan had blocked the path to bringing out Li Li Chenghuai, and Li Zhouming had caused a scene. The two Li Chengs could only remain silent now, watching Li Li Zhouluo above fold the letter in his hand and say in a gentle voice:

"Li Hun accepted bribes and has confessed without reservation. Execute him."

Li Hun suddenly raised his head, his face full of terror, but he did not even have the chance to speak. The cultivators on both sides immediately dragged him away. Li Li Zhouluo watched him being dragged limply along the ground and said:

"Sorry to have troubled you elders to make this trip. Within ten days, there will be a conclusion to this matter, and I will inform you elders then."

He felt uncomfortable staying here, so he quickly rose from the main seat, bowed to Li Li Xuanxuan, and walked out without looking back. Everyone remained still, looking up at Li Zhouming. Once he left with Li Li Chengzhi, more than half of the people dispersed.

Li Cheng had a grave expression and chased after the party escorting Li Li Chengpan back to the continent. Only after leaving the hall did he see his elder brother and second brother, the Li Li Zhouyang brothers, who were coming to meet them. They kept cold faces and said nothing. The two brothers looked embarrassed and said in soft, gentle voices, "Uncle... just now, we were invited over by Sister Aunt Xinghan..."

Li Cheng was not a fool; how could he not understand? He held it in and left, leaving the disgraced Li Li Xixuan with an embarrassed expression. As he lifted his foot to leave, he saw a middle-aged man blocking his path.

This was Li Li Shuya, the brother of Li Li Quewan. He had lost his boat on the lake and had been staying by Li Li Xuanxuan's side ever since, which could be considered a blessing in disguise. He bowed and said in a deep voice:

"My lord, the old master requests your presence."

Li Li Xixuan felt slightly embarrassed. He followed Li Li Shuya into the side peak and saw that the small courtyard was clean and tidy everywhere. Li Li Xuanxuan was brewing tea by the eight-immortal table with a peaceful expression. Only then did he feel slightly relieved. He knelt down before him and said respectfully, "Grandfather!"

The tea Li Li Xuanxuan was brewing was boiling hot, hissing with white steam. He set the cup down for a moment, and that wrinkled hand lifted, rolled up the sleeve on his other arm, reached forward, and slapped Li Li Xixuan across the face.

"Smack!"

The blow was not heavy, but it was very loud. The fair-skinned middle-aged man instantly broke out in a cold sweat, fell to his knees beside his feet with a thud, and dared not make a sound.