Female Supreme: Population is in crisis, I have a fruit-bearing tree

"Brother Xiaoxi..."

"You should call him Doctor Lang." Ji Yuan corrected him sternly.

"Yes, Doctor Lang, please have some tea!"

Ji Qingyu held the teacup nervously and bowed slightly.

"Brother Yu, please get up quickly."

Lin Xi took the teacup with a smile, raised her hand and supported him lightly. This time he did not refuse.

"Yu Ge'er is now my wife's husband, so he can't make my wife angry like before."

He held Ji Qingyu's hand and said some words of advice, which was considered as fulfilling his duty as the cup of tea.

There is no doubt that Su Qinghe did not come back for lunch today. After the men finished their meal together, they were about to go for a walk in the garden when they were stopped by Zhang Fu.

"My dear gentlemen, the master of the family asked me to invite the best tailor in Tianhe County this morning to make wedding dresses for you gentlemen. He is already waiting in Cuihua Courtyard. What do you think?"

Zhang Fu bent over and asked with his eyes.

"Wedding dress!"

The three of them were all shocked, and Lin Xi even covered her mouth exaggeratedly.

"Did the wife say when to wear it?"

Ji Qingyu's eyes lit up, and he was secretly looking forward to Qin Angge coming in.

Zhang Fu thought for a moment and said:

"The head of the family didn't say anything, but he instructed that the work must be completed one day before Young Master Qin's wedding. I think it should be the same day."

Hearing this, Ji Qingyu felt a little disappointed.

"That's already good enough. I never thought about it before." Ji Yuan's eyes trembled slightly, and he took Ji Qingyu's hand to comfort her.

"Hmm..." Ji Qingyu nodded dully.

"Let's go! Don't keep the master waiting!"

Lin Xi spoke, and several people headed towards Cuihua Court.

……

Qisha Pavilion, meeting hall.

"Pavilion Master, the eldest son did not kill the level 10 target this time, so he failed the test. According to the rules, I do not support him to succeed the position of Young Pavilion Master. Please choose a capable person from the pavilion to succeed him."

In the center of the hall, an old woman in a red robe with a wrinkled face was standing there, looking sharply at the woman in black clothes sitting at the top.

"I agree with Elder Qiu's proposal!"

"I agree too!"

"I also..."

In the spacious hall, a large group of people dressed in black and with ghostly faces were neatly lined up.

Among these people, more than half of them were kneeling on one knee, shouting words of support for Lord Qiu.

Looking at the aggressive Qiu Shan in the audience, Ling Hong frowned, and her hands gripping the armrests of the chair were shaking.

Just as she was about to speak, someone suddenly came into the hall.

The man walked a few steps up to the woman called Qiu Shan, pointed at her nose and started cursing.

"Qiu Shan, the eldest son is already the most skilled martial artist among the younger generation in our pavilion. If the eldest son can't kill that man, who else among the younger generation in the pavilion can kill him?"

"You shameless old man, if you have the guts, can you point one out to me?"

"Let her fight with the eldest master right here and see how many moves he can take on."

"If she really wins, I, the old man, will never say another word to you again!"

Qiu Shan was humiliated in public, but she did not get angry. She looked coldly at the white-bearded old man in front of her who was spitting, then turned around and clasped her fists.

"Pavilion Master, if the two young ladies were still here, even if their kung fu was not the best among the younger generation, I would not say anything and would definitely assist them loyally."

"But now the two young ladies are gone, and you are old too. You have no daughters, only three sons."

"Even if the eldest son is a skilled martial artist, how can such a huge Seven Killings Pavilion be led by a man? He will eventually get married and have daughters, so how can he take care of the many affairs in the pavilion?"

"I can stay single for the rest of my life." Ling Feng spoke in a cold voice while looking at Qiu Shan below the stage.

"Humph, Young Master, you are joking. There is no reason for a man not to get married."

Qiu Shan snorted disdainfully.

"If the Pavilion Master is selfish and does not want the Pavilion Master's position to fall into the hands of an outsider, I do have a good plan."

Ling Hong kept silent with a cold face. She didn't believe that this old guy would really care about her. Most likely he had some selfish ideas that would harm others.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Qiu Shan didn't feel embarrassed and continued talking to himself.

"Even if they are the three young masters, they still have the Pavilion Master's blood flowing in their bodies, and their gender is also the Pavilion Master's. If the Pavilion Master wants his family to continue to lead the Seven Killings Pavilion, he might as well recruit a son-in-law."

"Marrying all three young masters to her can be regarded as compensation for her not being allowed to marry again. When the three young masters give birth to baby girls, we will train and select the best ones to be the next Pavilion Master."

"I wonder what the Pavilion Master thinks of this proposal?"

Looking at Qiu Shan who was smiling brightly in the audience, Ling Hong frowned. This idea was indeed good, but how could she really think about her...

"What do you think, Feng'er?" She turned and looked at Ling Feng beside her.

Ling Feng clenched his fists and finally nodded.

"If it's appropriate, yes."

"Hahaha! Fine, I'm going to put my son in an awkward position!"

Seeing that he agreed, Ling Hong felt relieved but also felt sorry for them.

"Mother will choose a gentle and kind man for you three brothers!"

She whispered a promise in Ling Feng's ear, then turned to look at Qiu Shan below the stage.

"What Elder Qiu said makes sense. Then pass on my order. All the female rulers of the Jianghu who are of the right age and are both capable of literature and martial arts can come to my Qisha Pavilion to see me from now on. The three young masters and I will personally select them!"

She waved her hand and was about to send someone out to pass the message, but was stopped by Qiu Shan.

"Wait!" she shouted and bowed to Ling Hong who was sitting above her.

"Master, this is inappropriate. How can we let outsiders interfere in the affairs of the Pavilion so easily? I do not agree to select from outsiders. We can only select from within the Pavilion."

Her gaze was aggressive, and a large number of voices of agreement rang out in the hall.

This time the old man didn't say anything.

The public was like this. Although Ling Hong knew that most of these people were won over by Qiu Shan, she could not act on her own.

She sighed and said:

"In that case, then we can select from the cabinet. There are many young talents in the cabinet anyway."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiu Shan shook his head again.

"Pavilion Master, the three young masters are all outstanding in appearance and character. Moreover, the one who will be born in the future will be the next Pavilion Master, and he must be outstanding in appearance, literary talent and martial arts to be his match."

"I suggest that you don't waste any more time and just choose from the top five of this year's list. There's no need to go through so much trouble."

"I second the motion!"

Listening to the voices of seconding in the proposals in the hall, Ling Hong's face suddenly turned gloomy.

The top five on this year's list? If she remembered correctly, three of the five were from Qiu Shan, and one of them was even her daughter!

On the surface, she said that she would wait for her son to give birth to a daughter to succeed to the position of Pavilion Master, but in fact, as soon as she died, her three sons would all marry her people. With her current reputation in the Pavilion, the position of Pavilion Master could easily become hers!

What a good calculation!