Chapter 1167: The Gu Family Genealogy

It’s impossible for Xiao Wen to be truly worried.

Because with so many members of the Gu Family’s main branch here today, the Gu Family of Jinling City wouldn’t suffer losses.

So, there wasn’t really anything to worry about.

But then, why did Xiao Wen have such an expression?

Normally, she should have a "watching a drama" expression, not in the sense of watching the Gu Family’s drama, but the drama of outsiders. Because Xiao Wen knows, anyone going against Gu Qiaoqiao’s family usually doesn’t succeed.

However, even though Old Master Fang and his son had left, leaving only the main branch members and Jinling City Gu Family members in the courtyard, a dozen or so relatives still felt somewhat chaotic.

Gu Qiaoqiao wanted to ask Xiao Wen what was going on but had no way to do so.

Now that the Fang family’s issue was resolved, it was estimated that the Old Patriarch Gu would make arrangements for the Jinling City people. It was just unclear what the Old Patriarch’s thoughts were, as Gu Qiaoqiao hadn’t had a chance to communicate with her great grandfather since coming in.

At present, Gu Qiaoqiao, even if she wanted to ask, would have to wait a while.

And just as the Fang family left the courtyard, a middle-aged woman entered the kitchen in the backyard, presumably to cook a meal.

A meal for such a big family requires a lot of cooking, so Gu Qiaoqiao quickly told Gu Muran, "Big brother, the one who just went into the kitchen to cook was our aunt, wasn’t it? Tell her not to cook, it’s too tiring to prepare a meal for so many people. Let’s go out to a restaurant instead."

At this moment, the Old Patriarch waved his hand, "Qiaoqiao, don’t go out to eat. I still have some things to say."

Gu Qiaoqiao paused, instinctively glanced at Gu Zhixing crouching in the courtyard, then looked at the kitchen, still nodded, and said, "Okay, then we’ll eat at home. I’ll go to the kitchen to help."

Saying this, she walked towards the kitchen, and at this time, it seemed like she heard Xiao Wen sigh softly, then she grabbed Gu Qiaoqiao and whispered, "Qiaoqiao, stay here. Xiao Nan and I will help."

After all, the two of them were from the Imperial Capital’s Gu Family and had no ties with the Jinling City Gu Family. Besides, Xiao Wen had little interest in these matters.

Gu Qiaoqiao glanced at Xiao Wen and suddenly whispered, "Sister Xiao Wen, do you have something on your mind?"

Xiao Wen looked at Gu Qiaoqiao, indeed having a lot of things she wanted to say to someone. Although sometimes secrets cannot be shared, when they accumulate to a certain extent, not saying anything could lead to feeling suffocated, and she was at that point now.

After a few breaths, Xiao Wen softly said, "I’ll talk to you tonight."

After speaking, she went into the backyard kitchen with Ling Nan.

Gu Qiaoqiao looked at Xiao Wen’s back, still unable to figure out what was wrong with Xiao Wen. She remembered everything was normal when they first came in.

At this time, Gu Qingfeng sat down on the armchair, reached out and said to Gu Muran’s grandfather, who was his nephew, Gu Jing, "Go get your Gu Family’s genealogy."

Gu Jing was stunned for a moment, looked up at his eldest son crouching in the corner, then at the serious-faced Gu Qingfeng. He didn’t dare to think about what Gu Qingfeng intended to do but quickly went inside, and a short while later, he returned with a somewhat yellowed book and handed it to Gu Qingfeng.

Gu Qingfeng took it, flipped through it, finding only a few pages. It seemed this branch was pretty thin.

Originally, their genealogy was together, but due to turbulent times, the Gu Family was divided.

Gu Qingfeng’s brother went to Jinling City, and their father allowed them to establish separate genealogies, although the Imperial Capital Gu Family genealogy remained the primary one.

They were to reunite once times were peaceful, but no one expected that it wouldn’t be until a hundred years had passed that Gu Qingfeng would see the Jinling City genealogy for the first time.

He thought that if it weren’t for finding Gu Qiaoqiao’s family, he might never have come to Jinling City in his lifetime, nor would he have known what his brother’s family had experienced, much less that his brother had long since passed away.

Life really is full of sighs.

But despite this, he still had responsibilities he had to fulfill as the head of the family.

He couldn’t leave the mess for Gu Qiaoqiao to clean up.

Gu Qingfeng opened the genealogy in his hand to one of the pages, then took the brush from Uncle Gu’s hand. Next to the armchair, there was a side table holding teacups and a teapot.

There was naturally an inkstone as well.

It seemed clear that the preparation work was already done. Except for certain individuals, everyone else was quite shrewd. They knew how to handle certain things without needing Gu Qingfeng’s instructions; they handled things very well on their own.

At this moment, with the brush in his hand, all eyes in the courtyard were on Gu Qingfeng, wondering what exactly the Old Patriarch planned to do.

Even though some people had already guessed the significance of this, no one could conclusively predict the outcome before it happened.

At this time, Gu Jing was clearly nervous; no matter what, Gu Zhixing was his eldest son. Although he’d made so many foolish mistakes, he was still his son.

If he were younger, it might be easier, he could go out and make his own way, but now he was of an age with no skills, what could he do?

Without the Gu Family, he might starve outside, but now, with Gu Qingfeng here, he had no say.

Looking at Gu Zhixing, he truly felt disappointed and helpless; compared to Fang Liang, who, despite losing a leg, still had the grace of a gentleman, his own son was pitifully lackluster.

Gu Jing lower his head bitterly, no longer wanting to look at his son; whatever happened, he left it to the Old Patriarch to decide. He believed that no matter what the Imperial Capital’s Old Patriarch decided, it was right, considering the Gu Family’s interests.

It was all his fault, his failure to properly raise this child.

His father had already passed away from depression caused by Gu Zhixing, and he couldn’t let the family suffer further.

Mistakes must be punished, there’s nothing anyone can do about it.

Holding the brush in his hand, Gu Qingfeng looked at Gu Zhixing, who was still crouching in the corner and silent, and spoke, "Gu Zhixing, do you know what you’ve brought to the Gu Family?"

Gu Zhixing froze, suddenly raising his head, staring blankly at the Old Patriarch. He didn’t expect him to speak, and especially with those words. Of course, he knew what he had brought to the Gu Family.

He had brought nothing but disasters.

He didn’t beg for his family’s forgiveness but didn’t know what to do with his future either.

At this moment, Gu Qingfeng was fixedly watching him, waiting for his answer.