Chapter 189 The Living Dead, Ning Qi Shao
Chapter 189 The Living Dead, Ning Qi Shao
In the Seven Star Pavilion, the women of the Ning family walked into the main courtyard with trepidation in their hearts, but were shocked by the scene before them.
A skinny man was lying on the bed, motionless as if he had stopped breathing, staring at the ceiling with a dull look in his eyes.
"Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, my Xiao Qi."
The man didn't react at all, as if he didn't hear it.
Old Madam Ning rushed over and when she got closer she found that half of the man's face was destroyed, his body was wrapped in gauze, he was so thin that his bones were visible, his eyes were sunken, and he looked like a skeleton.
"Xiao Qi, what's wrong with you? Tell us something quickly. Why are you so thin? Your face..."
She sobbed uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face. She knew he was badly injured, but she didn't expect it to be this serious.
The women gathered around the bed and cried bitterly, but the man still did not respond, like a wandering soul.
Seeing her husband like this, the Seventh Young Master's wife felt heartbroken and trembling all over. "Husband, I'm sorry. You were so badly injured, but I wasn't with you. I..."
Ning Zhiwei stood at the door and stared blankly, as if being held tightly by an unknown big hand, almost unable to breathe.
She thought she was prepared for the loss of all her martial arts skills, broken muscles and bones, and paralyzed in bed, but she was still greatly shocked when she saw it with her own eyes.
Her seventh brother, a young man full of vigor and vitality, dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse, always sincere and passionate, wielding a long spear and being unrestrained, is a young hero in the hearts of countless border girls.
But now, I am trapped on the sickbed, without freedom, and I have lost my soul!
Jiang, who was standing in the corner, came out and said, "Everyone, be quiet. My husband is not in good health and has been greatly traumatized, so he cannot see outsiders. Please go back and we can talk later if there is anything."
Madam Ning was extremely confused. “Has he always been like this?” Like a living dead.
Jiang gently pressed the Seventh Young Master's arm, her eyes full of tenderness, "Not really, he only reacts when the child and I are with him."
The Seventh Young Master's wife's expression changed from time to time. "Why would he marry you?"
Jiang pursed her lips and said, "I am the savior of the Seventh Young Master. I was the one who pulled the dying Seventh Young Master out of the river. I also took care of him day and night without taking off my clothes, and I spent all my family wealth to pull him back from the brink of death."
"It was not until he woke up that I knew he was the seventh young master of the Ning family. He said that I took care of him closely and had physical contact with him, which ruined my innocence, and he wanted to marry me..."
The Ning family was silent.
The Seventh Young Master's wife asked, "Why is he silent now?"
Jiang's eyes were red. "He has never been cured, and he is plagued by illness and the death of his family. He has become more and more silent and unwilling to talk to people... If this continues, I am afraid..."
"If you can't accept me, then I will take the child away immediately and hand the Seventh Young Master over to you. I will feel relieved."
Madam Ning sighed softly and softened her attitude. "I didn't mean to drive you away. You saved Xiao Qi, and I'm very grateful. You are our Ning family's benefactor. Now that things have come to this, and the child is born, you can stay here peacefully. Our Ning family will not treat our own people unfairly."
Jiang said aggrievedly, "But I haven't been included in the Ning family's genealogy yet."
Madam Ning hesitated for a moment, "This...Zhiwei, how about writing down the names of both mother and son?"
Ning Zhiwei pursed her lips and said, "All of you go out."
"what?"
Ning Zhiwei walked over step by step, "I want to be alone with Brother Seven for a while."
Jiang expressed strong dissatisfaction, "No, I don't feel comfortable handing him over to you."
Ning Zhiwei's face turned cold, "I am informing you, not asking for your permission."
"Fourth sister, sixth sister, help the old lady out."
The two men immediately helped the old lady out, and several ladies from the Ning family forcibly dragged Jiang out, not forgetting to close the door.
Jiang couldn't believe it. Was Ning Zhiwei's prestige so high?
"You just listen to her?"
Ning Si said calmly, "Yes, she is the head of the Ning family, and everyone must listen to her. You should be obedient and don't make my fifth sister angry, otherwise no one can help you."
Jiang was surprised. "She is a woman, how can she be the head of the family? I thought the Seventh Young Master was the most qualified person."
Ning Si looked at her deeply, "The head of the Ning family does not look at qualifications, but rather, the person with ability is selected personally by the previous head of the family."
Jiang didn't understand. "Hey, didn't they just say that the eldest grandson Ning Xinzhe is the heir of the Ning family?"
Ning Si's mind raced, "The head of the Ning family is also the patriarch of the Ning clan. The heir of the Ning family is the direct branch of the Ning family, and the commander of the Ning family army is another matter. These three can be separate or unified, depending on the ability of the person."
The heir of the Ning family is the main line. The wealth passed down by the ancestors of the Ning family will remain in the main line. The inheritor is responsible for passing on the family.
What the Ning family army commander needs is the ability to command the entire army. The head of the Ning family is extremely capable, but he may not be able to lead troops to fight.
No one can guarantee that the eldest son can fight, has superb martial arts skills, and has an extremely high IQ.
Therefore, they will train all the descendants of the Ning family together to see who is better and arrange different positions according to different abilities.
The descendants of the Ning family have studied literature and martial arts together since childhood and have a deep affection for each other. They have been educated from an early age that the family should be united and face the outside world with one voice. The friendship of fathers and sons fighting together and brothers fighting side by side is destined not to kill each other.
The people in the army believe that the strong are respected, and everything will be easy as long as they are convinced.
The positions of the head of the Ning family and the chief commander are chosen in turn from the strongest members of the family, and the eldest son, grandson, and grandson will always inherit the main line of the Ning family.
Jiang finally understood, and she felt a little confused. "That is to say, the one with the most power is the head of the Ning family."
Ning Si was reminding and warning not to provoke Ning Zhiwei. "The one inside is the commander, and the one outside is the commander of the Ning Family Army. You can understand it as one in charge of the inside and one in charge of the outside."
The Ning family rose to prominence through military merit and have been stationed at the border for generations, always ready to go to the battlefield at any time. Therefore, their inheritance is different from that of ordinary noble families.
Jiang was a little unwilling, "What if there is a conflict between the two?"
Ning Liu looked over and said, "How is that possible? One is only responsible for military affairs, and the other is responsible for Ning family affairs. They are completely different directions."
Jiang pursed her lips and said, "If, I mean if, one of us doesn't allow me to come in, and the other allows me to come in, who should I listen to?"
"The master's."
Jiang's heart sank. Although they had only met once, Ning Zhiwei's strong personality made her uneasy. With her around, her own plans might not work.
"Can't the old lady even give orders?"
Is this a test? Ning Si glanced at her and said, "You all have to listen to the master of the family."
Jiang finally understood that the head of the family could control everything except military affairs.
The position of the head of the family is held by a successor personally selected by the previous generation. Whoever Ning Zhiwei chooses will be the next head of the family.
At this moment, a melodious flute sound came from the room.
"Hey, who's playing the flute?"
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