Matchmaker system [Quick Transmigration]

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After the ancestors of the Jiang family passed on the position of Patriarch to their descendants, they never took control of the internal affairs of the Jiang family.

The last time he came out was because Jiang Yan insisted on marrying a mortal woman, and because of this, he was haunted by demons, and the road to immortality was cut off.The old ancestor came forward in anger and taught Jiang Linchuan and Jiang Xiangyi's father a good lesson before returning to Wuxiu Pavilion.

It can be said that on the surface, the Jiang family's affairs are all decided by the Jiang family's patriarch, but the Jiang family's ancestors occupy an absolute dominant position.

It's fine if he doesn't show up, once he shows up, no matter who the head of the Jiang family is, the Jiang family will regard him as the leader.He is like a treasure of the town, the heritage of the Jiang family, and the authority of the Jiang family.

Therefore, when the voice of the ancestors of the Jiang family spread throughout the Jiang family, no matter whether the people in charge of the Jiang family were busy with important matters or were practicing in seclusion, they all put aside their important matters, left the secluded room, and went to Wuxiu Pavilion.

In the middle of the trip, I still don't forget to send a message to my acquaintances.

"The old ancestor summoned us today, and we don't know what's going on."

"It is estimated that something big is about to happen, brother, let's go home and join in the fun."

"Sister, don't come back during this time, we don't participate in those messy dirty things."

"..."

When they arrived at the Wuxiu Pavilion, everyone in the Jiang family saw the ashes flying in the air. They walked all the way, from the pile of rubble to the blackened apricot forest, and finally stepped into the two-story attic, where they saw the guards waiting respectfully.

The guard saluted: "Temporary patriarch, the ancestors are waiting for you in the ancestral hall."

As soon as the words "temporary head of the family" came out, the expressions of the people who came to the Jiang family one after another suddenly became complicated.

Some people covet the position of Patriarch, but they are only temporarily defeated by Jiang Li, but that doesn't mean they have given up.

Some people are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and they glanced at the several patriarchs vying for the person, their expressions full of playfulness.

Some people turned their faces sideways, looking like they had nothing to do with themselves...

Only the temporary Patriarch of the Jiang family remained calm as usual, nodded and headed to the ancestral hall first.

The word "temporary appointment" means that the name is not right, and it shows that Jiang Li's current status has never been recognized by the ancestors of the Jiang family.

On weekdays, he hates people mentioning these two words the most. If it is not someone who is looking for trouble, basically no one will specifically mention these two words.

In the past five years, Jiang Li was naturally not the first time to come to the Wuxiu Pavilion. However, the guards honestly called him the Patriarch when he came to the Wuxiu Pavilion the few times before.

A thought sprouted from the tip of his heart, making Jiang Li's steps much lighter.

He didn't think that Jiang Linchuan could stand up again and threaten him. It was more likely that the ancestors of the Jiang family were finally willing to justify his name.

Everyone in the Jiang family didn't dare to fly in the Wuxiu Pavilion, so they walked outside the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall has existed for as long as the Jiang family was established. For thousands of years, the ancestral hall has never been renovated. The old stone gate is full of messy ancient vines. The ancient vines are entwined on the thick branches, hanging down like gauze vines.

Two little boys stood guard outside the stone gate, and their voices were ethereal: "This is a forbidden area, only the patriarch can enter, please don't take another step."

The ranks of the seniors are placed in the ancestral hall, so it is natural to be more cautious, but the rules of the Jiang family are extremely strict, and only the patriarch can see it.

The Jiang family members who came here first were stopped by the little boy, and they stood on the side in an orderly manner. Only Jiang Li nodded slightly at the two little boys, and stepped inside.

The two little boys are phantoms incarnated by spirits, who guard the ancestral hall on weekdays. If outsiders dare to step in, they will immediately use spirit treasures to attack.

However, when Jiang Li walked over, they retreated under the wisteria trellis like two exquisite sculptures, as if they didn't notice.

"It seems that the ancestor is planning to recognize Jiang Li's status."

"Cousin Yan is talented, so what if he was the most favored by the ancestors? He died too early, and when he dies, he will be like loess. He can't leave anything behind, he can't keep his daughter, he can't keep his son."

"The son was deposed, and the daughter was made a concubine... Even if he is a genius, he still ends up miserable."

The sound transmission was transmitted among the Jiang family members.

The stone gate is half-opened, and under the hanging vines, one can vaguely see the quaint scenery covered in dust, as if it contains some secret, half-hidden and half-hidden, which makes people curious and coveted.

Jiang Li brushed aside the green vines, with a reserved look on his face, when he was about to step in, the voice of the Jiang family ancestor came from inside: "Stop!"

When Jiang Li and Jiang Yan were in this generation, the ancestor of the Jiang family didn't live in Wuxiu Pavilion as he does now. He was in charge of teaching all the children of the Jiang family. He had a stern, cruel and unkind teacher. They were all abused by the ancestors of the Jiang family.

Therefore, when Jiang Li heard the voice of the Jiang family's ancestor, Jiang Li's scalp felt a little numb, which was the shadow brought by his memory.

Afterwards, Jiang Li calmly and respectfully bowed to the ancestor of the Jiang family as a descendant, and when he was about to talk about money, he was directly interrupted by the ancestor of the Jiang family.

"Don't be polite to me, I don't like this."

The ancestors of the Jiang family have always been arrogant and rude, whether it is Jiang Li or the elders of the Jiang family behind him, they all look familiar.

"My ancestor, please tell me something." Jiang Li asked directly.

"Then the old man just said it straight." A cold voice came from the ancestral hall, "After Yan'er's accident, you have been the temporary head of the family for five years, right?"

"Yes, old man."

"Five years, hard enough."

I am used to hearing the sarcastic remarks of the ancestors of the Jiang family, but when I suddenly heard these six words, I couldn't feel the warmth, but felt that the style of scraping the skin was cool.

Jiang Li didn't feel uneasy in his heart, instead he showed a somewhat hard-working smile, and said in a calm voice, "It's not hard work, as long as it doesn't ruin the reputation of my Jiang family, everything is worth it."

Knowing that the ancestors cared most about the Jiang family, Jiang Li tactfully took the Jiang family's affairs and credits to him.What's more, in the past five years, he hasn't made any big mistakes, so people can't catch him.

"You are too wronged to be the temporary Patriarch."

Jiang Li settled down and waited for the old ancestor to rectify his name, then he heard the old ancestor say: "It just so happens that Chuan'er has grown up too, so you don't have to worry about it."

"..."

Jiang Li was shocked and raised his head suddenly.

The sound of footsteps came slowly, from far to near, as if stepping on the frequency of the heartbeat, which made people feel irritable.

The voice of the ancestor of the Jiang family was like thunder, and it exploded in the hearts of everyone: "I brought you here today to announce something."

"Old ancestor..." Jiang Li understood something and spoke eagerly.

"I have already brought Chuan'er to the Patriarch Ceremony. From now on, Chuan'er will be the Patriarch of the Jiang family."

Worshiping the ancestors, hanging portraits, engraving real names, being recognized by the immortals in the clan, and receiving the inheritance code... This is the Patriarch Ceremony.

Without Jiang Li's knowledge, the ancestor did all of this, but only informed him afterwards, no doubt he didn't take Jiang Li to heart at all.

Most people were stunned, as if they couldn't understand this decision, Jiang Li's face changed, and the resentment grew deeper in his heart.

Again, always!

Obviously, they are all the children of the Jiang family, and they all grew up in front of their ancestors, but the ancestors just prefer Jiang Yan and give him everything.

Even if Jiang Yan died, that little brat in his family would crush him.

The wisteria was lifted by a white hand, followed by a wide sleeve with delicate embroidery.

Jiang Li stared at that place.

The bright light fell on Jiang Linchuan's face through the branches and leaves of the wisteria, and against the soft black hair, his skin was as white as snow on the top of a mountain.

He stood at the threshold, and smiled at Jiang Li, his black eyes were dark without light, but his brows and eyes were defiant and provocative because they were slightly raised.

As if to say again: You see, where you cannot set foot, I can come and go freely.

"Uncle." Jiang Linchuan said slowly, "Don't worry, I will take good care of the Jiang family and not let my father or ancestor down."

"Have you forgotten what I said to you back then?" Jiang Li said in a deep voice.

"Uncle taught Chuan'er a lot, and I don't dare to forget any words." Jiang Linchuan chuckled, "I also hope that uncle will remember...my identity."

He leaned slightly, as if whispering to a delicate flower, his voice was only heard by the two of them: "Next time you see the Patriarch, remember to salute."

"Some people just can't stand it."

"Of course I can bear it."

"Chuan'er, you are still too young."

Jiang Linchuan smiled inexplicably, and didn't answer, but said: "Uncle has worked hard for five years, Chuan'er won't make things difficult for you, and you will be free from now on." "Uncle, don't keep blocking the door, the ancestral hall doesn't need you to guard the door."

Jiang Li walked away with a flick of his sleeves, but Jiang Linchuan walked through the crowd without looking at others.

He doesn't need to win over those people now, nor does he need their help.

Almost all members of the Jiang family participated in the matter between him and his sister.But now in their eyes, it was just a child trying to challenge Jiang Li.They were happy to watch Jiang Li make jokes, but they were equally happy to see Jiang Linchuan being run over to death.

Before they can face up to or even be in awe of, all contact is just asking for trouble.

What's more, Jiang Linchuan's subordinates are not really nobody...

The members of the Jiang family saw the commotion and left one after another. Before leaving, they mocked Jiang Li a few words, and then sent a message to the people on their side to share the joke.

After stepping out of this vine-grown place, Jiang Linchuan stretched his waist, and someone sat on the wall and shouted at him, "Brother Linchuan, why do you insist on the seat of Patriarch?"

Jiang Linchuan turned his head and saw a very young man who was his cousin in name.

"Probably...very interesting." Jiang Linchuan answered ambiguously.

This answer made the young man very dissatisfied.

"Uncle will not let you go, not to mention uncle, many people will not let you go. Only when the head of the family dies, others can be the head of the house, and only after you die can they take over. In the past, you were able to live somehow, now it's all right , they all want your life. And you just think the "head of the family" is interesting?"

"It's also very interesting that you tell me so much."

Jiang Linchuan lifted his steps, his steps were brisk.

"..."

The young man muttered, "It's really desperate."

When Jiang Linchuan returned to his room, the gauze covering the bed had been lifted, and the sword spirit on the bed was gone.

There was the sound of small footsteps, and someone trotted behind him. When Jiang Linchuan turned his head, he took a few steps back in a panic, like a child who has made a mistake.

When Jiang Linchuan turned his head, he saw the half-grown boy running away in a hurry.

"and many more."

The boy stood still.

Jiang Linchuan circled half a circle and stood in front of the boy.

After a while, he raised his hand to cover half of his face, with a smile on his face.

The boy looked the same as last night, except that his clothes had a few more wrinkles, his hair was a bit messy when he slept, and there were sparks floating around the edge of the boy's body.

The sparks danced like bright stars.

Pursing her lips, her voice was soft and soft: "Brother, don't come here, it will hurt you."

He struggled in every possible way: "Wait until I digest these flames..."