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Chapter 95 What if people don’t care about your clan?
After the old patriarch heard what Mo Ziyuan asked him to say from Lin Jing, he didn't react for a long time. He lowered his eyes and smoked his pipe with a loud "puffing" sound.

"Dad~" Lin Jing couldn't help but speak.

The old clan leader glanced at him sideways, "Those people are not simple! Tell everyone in the clan to stop gossiping about Miss Xin and try not to offend her if possible. As for what Mr. Mo said to you, don't reveal a single word. Also, have your son play with Lin Nan more. Who knows, he might be the one who makes our family prosperous in the future."

After saying that, he leaned against the quilt and started smoking his pipe with his eyes closed. No matter how much Lin Jing asked, he refused to speak.

In desperation, Lin Jing had to go out and find his sixth uncle, the most prestigious person in the clan besides his father.

"Sixth Uncle, how can we prevent the clan members from gossiping about Xin girl's affairs?" Lin Jing was extremely distressed. No matter how he looked at it, this was an impossible task.

Uncle Lin Liu fiddled with the herbs in the yard and smiled. "What's so difficult about this? Just let them talk! Miss Xin is not someone you can easily mess with. If you provoke her, she'll solve the problem herself. Killing a chicken to scare the monkey may not sound nice, but it works!"

"Oh, Sixth Uncle, please stop teasing your nephew." Lin Jing sighed with a sad face.

Uncle Lin had seen enough of his worry and said, "People always rush to cause trouble for themselves. Even if you can stop them once, you can't stop them forever. Your father always wanted to make our Lin family glorious and bright, and cover up the dirty and smelly ones. It's a pity that he didn't do it even after being buried up to his neck in the earth. Some people have to learn the lesson before they know what it means to cause trouble from the mouth."

Seeing that Lin Jing still looked miserable, he sighed and said, "You can't take care of the tribe's affairs. Go back!"

"Oh!" Lin Jing, who had come here without getting any specific ideas, thought about it and felt that he should inform Lin Xin in advance about this matter. They were all from the same clan, so he should not do anything too extreme. A light punishment and a severe warning would be enough.

After searching around, I found him in Mo Ziyuan and his family's new house.

Lin Xin didn't feel surprised to see Lin Jing again. He was the son of the old clan leader and grew up with the old clan leader. Naturally, his code of conduct was similar to that of his biological father. Everything he did was for the clan.

"Uncle Jing, do you have something to talk to me about?" Seeing Lin Jing rubbing his hands and not saying anything, she took the initiative to ask.

As she asked the question, Mo Ziyuan, Gao Yong, Zhou Qi and others all looked at Lin Jing. They had all been on the battlefield and killed people, and they almost ran away when they saw him.

"Um, Xin, Xin girl, can you, can you come out with Uncle Jing for a while? Uncle Jing has something to tell you." After shivering for several times, Lin Jing finally finished speaking under tremendous pressure.

"Okay." Lin Xin agreed readily, and stood up and walked out of the house with the drowsy Lin Tao in her arms.

"Tell me, Uncle Jing, why are you looking for me?" Standing in the empty yard, Lin Xin looked at Lin Jing and asked.

Under her clear gaze, Lin Jing actually felt a sense of oppression. He twisted his neck uncomfortably, "Um, Xin girl, Uncle Jing will be frank."

Lin Xin nodded.

"You've lived in our village for so many years, and you know the villagers well. They just gossip a little bit, but they don't really have any bad intentions. Of course, if Uncle Jing hears them talking, you will stop them, but if they go too far, can you..."

"I can't," Lin Jing was interrupted by Lin Xin before he could finish his words. "Uncle Jing, I'm telling you the truth. I've already found a teacher for Nannan. He'll start his education next year, and in three to five years he'll have to take the imperial examination. Uncle Jing knows what this means, so if someone is so foolish as to dance in front of me, I will definitely not show any mercy." At this point, she changed the subject:
"There's one more thing I want to tell you, Uncle Jing, in advance. Nannan's husband is the third place scholar chosen by the emperor. He's from the capital and will be living in the village for a while. If the villagers provoke me, they will suffer. If you irritate the husband, I don't need to tell you the consequences!
Oh, by the way, Uncle Jing from before also saw Master Mo, he is Nan Nan’s martial arts master.”

These two bombs made Lin Jing dizzy. He said a few random words that he didn't even understand what they meant, and then walked away in a panic. Looking at his back, Lin Xin smiled and suddenly found that the trick of waving the flag was quite effective.

"What does your next clan leader want from you?" Mo Ziyuan asked as soon as she returned. "What else can I do? You heard what the villagers said. They probably want me to forget about it!" Lin Xin shrugged, letting Lin Tao rest on her shoulder to fall deeper into sleep.

"What are your plans?" Mo Ziyuan asked again. This time, even Meng Yichen turned around and waited for her answer.

Lin Xin was amused and pointed at them and said, "I ripped off your tiger skins, and then Uncle Jing was scared away."

Gao Yong's loud voice resurfaced, "Miss Lin, from now on, we'll all be yours." He turned to look at Ling Qing, Zhou Qi, and Chu Yu, "Right, guys?"

Ling Qing and the others nodded, "That's right. If someone bullies you, just tell us. We can't do anything to them openly, but it's easy to deal with them secretly."

Lin Xin was even happier, and suddenly felt that she was lucky to have met such a group of people. It turned out that not all ancient people were old-fashioned!

Lin Jing's face turned pale when he returned home, which scared his wife. "Boss, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Let me call your sixth uncle to come and see you!"

Lin Jing was in no mood to deal with his wife right now. He waved his hands distractedly and said, "I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I'm going to talk to Dad. You can do whatever you need to do."

After saying that, he walked towards the old patriarch's house. When he entered, he tripped over the threshold and almost fell to the ground.

Lin Jing's wife watched him disappear through the door, biting her lip and wondering what she was thinking.

"Dad, Dad..." After entering the room, Lin Jing saw his father leaning on the quilt with his eyes closed, and hurriedly called out twice.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? I, your father, am not deaf yet!"

"Dad, do you know that Lin Nan wants to become your apprentice?" Lin Jing didn't care about his father's attitude and asked.

"Yes, I know. Who in the village doesn't know?"

"No, I'm not talking about the old doctor, but the one who taught him literature and martial arts."

"Learn literature and martial arts?" The old patriarch suddenly opened his eyes and frowned. "Did Xin tell you that?"

"Well, she said that Mr. Wen was the third place winner of the imperial examination, and that Master Wu was Mr. Mo. Dad, do you think this is true, or is she lying?"

"Lie to you? Why would I lie to you?" The old clan leader leaned against the pile of quilts and closed his eyes again. "She's trying to trick us! If any clan member is so foolish as to offend her, it will be impossible for her to suffer losses like what happened with the old Lin family!"

"How could Xin girl do this? After all, we are from the same clan. If the clan members get a bad reputation, what good will happen to her?" Lin Jing and the old clan leader had the same idea. Even if it meant suffering a little loss, they must not let the clan's reputation be ruined.

"What if they don't want your clan?"

(End of this chapter)