Inside the Xin Family Ancestral Hall—

Xin Dongbin's eyes flashed and he looked at the little nanny Jin Sanshun with malicious intentions.

Jin Sanshun was almost scared and dared not look at him. She just lowered her head and according to what Song Zhichao said to her before - calm, quiet, and silent.

The others also stared at Kim Sansun.

There is no way, Kim Sansun in front of him is really "annoying". He is wearing ancient costume and claims to be the "Golden Princess" - Dog said, North Korea has been invaded for many years, and he is still called "Princess"!

At this moment, these Xin clans who like "retro" the most and who like to "suppress people" the most are starting to silence.

Xin Dongbin took the lead in making a move: "Uh, this eldest princess of Jin... Please forgive me for being so rude, but what era is now? If a dog or cat stands up and says he is a princess, wouldn't that be a joke?"

Xin Dongbin looked around with a arrogant look, and everyone nodded.

"You are right. Since you are a princess, then take out the princess's credentials!"

"Can't it be a fake? How long has the Kim family in Gyeongsang-nan Province been in decline!"

"Yes, who can prove that she is the eldest daughter of the Kim family in Gyeongsang-do?"

There are endless doubts.

At this time, Song Zhichao smiled.

Everyone looked at him.

Xin Dongbin asked: "Why are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for being too stupid! Who in this world proves who they are?" Song Zhichao smiled, "Of course we have to let others prove it... Seoul Health Director Kim Chan-sung, Secretary of the Blue House Secretariat Kim Bifa, Deputy Director of the Seoul Procuratorate Kim Bong-da, Oh by the way, and the current President of South Korea Kim..."

With a loud bang, this sentence was like a bomb, directly rumbling everyone's eardrums.

Looking at the stunned people, Song Zhichao continued: "These people can prove that Miss Jin Sanshun is the eldest daughter of Jin from Gyeongsang South Province! How about it, do you want me to give you the phone number? You guys call each one to ask?"

Song Zhichao took out his cell phone with a smile and handed it to Xin Dongbin.

Xin Dongbin: “…”

His face turned blue and white.

The others are similar to him, but more of them are incredible!

The senior officials Song Zhichao just mentioned are all important members of the South Korean government, especially the current president... I'm so stunned! Is this true or false?

These people looked incredible.

Xin Dongbin looked at the cell phone that Song Zhichao handed over, but believed it.

He thought he was very familiar with Song Zhichao, a Chinese man who never did something he was sure of - since he dared to give his cell phone to himself and asked him to ask, it goes without saying that those people really knew this Jin Sansun and dared to testify for this girl. After all, those are famous figures, and their credibility is absolutely super high, let alone the president...

Xin Dongbin didn't know that the first few names Song Zhichao said were real, and they were invited to have dinner, talk to the little girl Jin Sanshun, and they met uncles, three-inch relatives, ten-inch relatives... As for the president - uh, it was Song Zhichao bragging.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward at this moment-

As the head of the Xin clan, Xin Wanjiu knew that the girl in front of him was really related to the Jin family, and it was also very likely that she was the eldest daughter of the Jin clan, the eldest princess of the Jin clan. The problem is-

Even if the "Princess Jin" in front of him is a fake! It is a fake! They must now "give great courtesy" and must also recognize their identity!

Because if they don’t admit it, Song Zhichao next to her will dig out the ancestral tomb of their Xin family!

"This eldest princess of Jin, I wonder where you are?" Xin Wanjiu asked politely and politely.

The elegant tone, coupled with his fluttering white clothes and gentle white beard, looked like an immortal.

Originally timid and timid Jin Sanshun thought this "white-bearded old man" was pretty good, at least not like the people next to him, staring at him like a hungry wolf, and trying to eat him.

"Ahem, that me... I'm tall - what is tall?"

Puff!

Everyone around laughed.

"What kind of princess is this? I don't even know such a word?"

"I'm so laughing. I'm still a princess with this quality?" someone next to me laughed.

Jin Sanshun's pretty face turned red after a moment of blushing.

She had never been to school - well, to be precise, she often skipped classes when she was in school, but she became like this when she escaped. She was young and she was able to travel to Seoul, work, and work in a hotel.

Xin Wanjiu was also despised, a vulgar girl!

"Oh, it's okay, maybe I'm too elegant, I mean what job are you doing now?" Xin Wanjiu smiled amiable.

Jin Sanshun thought it was better to be this person, so she said, "I am now working as a nanny at President Song's house."

Uh, what?

Be a nanny?!

Xin Wanjiu: “…!!!”

The expression looks like a dog!

Singhhao, Xin Dongbin and others were also stunned, which was even worse than saying that they were a dog.

They had to respect and respect the "elder princess" who was actually Song Zhichao's little nanny?!

"Fuck your mother!"

Many people roared in their hearts with the Three Character Classic - she is your nanny, and our ancestors are their servants, so what is our Xin family?!

Although Jin Sanshun was timid, he was not a fool. When he saw everyone's expressions and eyes, he knew that the answer was wrong. So he blinked his eyes and asked "Old Grandpa Whitebeard" timidly: "Is my answer wrong?"

Xin Wanjiu: "..."

He could only glance at the calm Song Zhichao and said in his heart: "Greetings to your mother!"

"Haha, how could it be? Now there is no distinction between professions, not to mention that our ancestors used to be...Haha, the Jin family is now in a low period, and I feel it. If there is anything to help you in the future, Sanshun, just talk."

Xin Wanjiu cleverly changed the name from "the eldest princess" to "sanshun", which seemed kind and enthusiastic.

Jin Sanshun was a little happy. The old man looked so good--uh, I don’t know if he and the president lie like this, right?

The little nanny Jin Sanshun found out with conscience that he was a little bit self-blame.

Song Zhichao: "Class Chief Xin Wanjiu, if I remember correctly, this is the Xin Clan Ancestral Hall - since it is an ancestral hall, it is a very formal place, so I hope you will still call my nanny the 'Princess'!"

"Uh, this..." Xin Wanjiu was speechless.

Many Xin clans around were furious.

"Scum!"

"So shameless!"

Facing the people who were about to roar, Song Zhichao smiled, "The family rules still need to be told - I really pay attention to the rules the most!"

Others: “…??!”

Seeing that Song Zhichao was so thick-skinned, he could do nothing.

You can't really go up and fight together - they are all literate men in Confucian uniforms!

Xin Wanjiu calmed down and still asked Jin Sanshun with a friendly expression: "I'll ask for a bold question - but I don't know what you are doing here today, Princess?"

This is the point.

Everyone stared at Kim Sansun.

Jin Sanshun was scared again, so he glanced at Song Zhichao and said, "I came here to stop you from firing Xin Dongxiong - yes, you can't remove him from the genealogy!"

Xin Wanjiu smiled: "Why?"

"Because my surname is Jin, your surname is Xin, you used to be servants of our family. Since you are servants, you must get my permission to do things. What is this called - oh by the way, it is called 'Abide by the family's etiquette, be careful with your words and deeds; so-called loyalty and righteousness, respect the Lord'!"

Jin Sanshun was procrastinating for a long time before he could tell the sentence he had memorized by rote.

When Xin Wanjiu heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that this vulgar girl could tell such a literary "big truth".

Singhho also looked surprised and couldn't help but look at Kim Sansun carefully, guessing if he had taken a look.

Xin Wanjiu and Xin Gehao have learned some traditional Confucianism. These literary words can be understood clearly, which means that as a servant, you must follow the will of the head of the family, and your every move must be allowed by the head of the family. This is the loyalty and righteousness of being a servant.

But others couldn't understand it, and they touched their foreheads one by one, not understanding the reason.

suddenly--

"I've taught you this! To put it simply, it depends on the owner when beating a dog! As long as I don't allow it, she doesn't allow it; if she doesn't allow it, no one in the Xin family has the right to erase people from the genealogy!" Song Zhichao was so proud that he looked down on everyone, "In a word, I'm the biggest, I have the final say! - You bite me?!"

In an instant, the entire ancestral hall—

There is a dead silence!
Chapter completed!