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Chapter 291 The Ancestor Appears: This Woman is the Reincarnation of the Emperor!

Jiang Nanxi: "Yes, yes, Second Uncle, it's not that I don't want to give you a chance, it's just that you've made too many mistakes, and other people will definitely look down on you."

Why don't you go to school and get some experience, then come back and amaze everyone! That way, if my older brother wants to rest and hands the company over to you, the others will trust you more!

Master Song fell into deep thought.

Jiang Nanxi added, "Second Uncle, go and get a spot in a business school from one of the world's top 10 universities. If anyone in the company doesn't respect your abilities, just throw your diploma in their face."

You could just say, "I'm a top graduate of Harvard Business School. What's your degree? You dare question me?" Doesn't that sound incredibly satisfying?

I told you, it never hurts for middle-aged people to read more books. These days, there are even people in their seventies running for president. Second Uncle, if you go and study some more, improve your competitiveness, and the company's affairs will be a piece of cake, right?

Song Shiting also said, "Harvard Business School is still quite prestigious."

Jiang Nanxi: "Second Uncle, once you've finished your studies and come over, my eldest brother will be no match for you. He should retire! He can go to a nursing home to rest!"

Song Shiting: "I go to work so early every day, but I'm just forcing myself. I wish someone could take my place."

Jiang Nanxi: "See? See? I told you he'd wanted to retire for a long time! He seems to enjoy going to work, but it's all an act. Who truly enjoys going to work?"

Master Song fell into deep thought once again.

Xie Qin couldn't help but say, "Honey, don't listen to their nonsense. You're already this old, why would you want to go to school!"

Master Song: "Go and take a look at the admissions of prestigious business schools abroad, and see if there are any age requirements."

Xie Qin: ? ? ?
At this moment, the old Taoist priest finished cleaning up the filth in the golden bowl and came back in.

"I'm sorry, there was a slight accident just now. But when I was telling Master Song's fortune, the golden bowl emitted a rare golden light, which means that Master Song's destiny is extraordinary, there is no doubt about that."

When Xie Qin saw the old Taoist priest arrive, she stopped discussing going to school with Master Song.

She said, "In that case, why don't you do the divination for the new bride of the Song family? Also, please ask our ancestors for their opinion on the new bride."

"Ok."

In front of everyone, the old Taoist priest asked Jiang Nanxi for her birth date and time, and wrote it down on yellow paper.

He threw the yellow paper into the golden bowl and began the ritual.

Sudden.

The golden bowl glowed with a blood-red light.

The old Taoist priest's expression changed drastically. He looked at Jiang Nanxi with apprehension and said, "This is bad! This is an ominous sign! I must ask the Song family patriarch to take a look at this new bride!"

The old Taoist priest made a series of hand seals and chanted incantations. Then, the spiritual power on his body transformed into a cloud of ethereal white mist, enveloping him and the golden alms bowl.

Before long, the white fog dissipated.

Then everyone saw a semi-transparent figure appear next to the old Taoist priest, and that figure was wearing a Qing Dynasty official robe.

"Oh my God, this is..."

"This is exactly the same as the portrait in the ancestral hall!"

"This is our ancestor?!"

Everyone was quite frightened when they saw the semi-transparent figure next to the old Taoist priest, but soon someone realized that this ghost was the ancestor of the Song family!
When Xie Qin saw the "Ancestor" appear, she immediately pointed at Jiang Nanxi and said, "Ancestor, please help us see if this Song family girl who was just found will bring any harm to the Song family?!"

The spirit of the "ancestor" came to Jiang Nanxi's side, circled around her, and then, with a look of terror on his face, patted his sleeves and knelt down to pay his respects to Jiang Nanxi.

"This humble servant greets the Emperor!"

"Ancestor!" suddenly shouted.

"This is the chosen one, the reincarnation of the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

"...?"

Upon hearing the shout of "Ancestor!", everyone present was stunned, especially the old Taoist priest, who stared in disbelief. Wait, what's going on with this ghost?
Wasn't it supposed to be that he said this woman was an unlucky person?
Why is he adding all that drama to his act?!
The old Taoist priest quickly took out a yellow cloth banner and cast a spell on the ghost, trying to control its behavior.

But the ghost remained kneeling beside Jiang Nanxi, weeping and saying, "I never imagined that a hundred years later, such a powerful woman would appear in my Song family. This is a blessing for the Song family!"
No one is allowed to harm her! She is the chosen one, the reincarnation of the emperor, and will lead the Song family to its former glory!

"So that's it."

Jiang Nanxi had a look of sudden realization on her face, and then took out a bright yellow dragon-patterned cloak from her spatial storage and draped it over her shoulders.

"I was wondering why I liked this color so much; it turns out I was an emperor in my past life!"

"...?"

The old Taoist priest saw Jiang Nanxi's cloak, his lips twitched, and he said, "You're overthinking it! This ghost is probably having a fit. I'll take it back and treat it. Today's fortune telling ends here!"

Although he didn't know what was going on, the old Taoist priest found that he could no longer control the ghost. He dared not stay there any longer, lest the ghost cause even bigger trouble.

This is a very fierce ghost! If he hadn't used a special paper effigy to trap it, this ghost would have rebelled!
The old Taoist priest quickly went over and said to the kneeling male ghost, "Stop praying, hurry back with me! It's time for you to go back to the underworld!"

Jiang Nanxi glared at him coldly, "Even the Song family's ancestor said I am the chosen one of heaven, how dare you, a mere commoner, say otherwise? Drag him away and execute him!"

Male ghost: "Hah!"

The male ghost already harbored resentment towards the old Taoist priest for trapping him in a paper effigy, and immediately glared at him with bloodshot eyes.

"you……!"

The old Taoist priest then realized that the male ghost was not controlled by his paper effigy at all!
It's over!

The old Taoist priest's expression changed drastically. He quickly pulled out a stack of talismans from the yellow cloth bag he carried with him, preparing to deal with the male ghost.

"Hey! You troublemaker!"

Jiang Nanxi immediately took out a large fork and used it to shovel the old Taoist priest into a corner, causing all his talismans to fall to the ground.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

The old Taoist priest struggled with all his might, but found that he couldn't break free no matter what he did. It turned out that Jiang Nanxi's fork was a magical artifact!
"You old bastard, how dare you scheme against me? I'm just a young lad, and you want to turn me into an old man? How could you bear it!"

The male ghost's angry voice rang out.

He exuded a ghostly aura and, seemingly out of nowhere, produced a shovel, digging a large hole in the concrete floor of the private room.

Bang.

The others could no longer see the male ghost; they could only see a dark, ghostly mist.

They saw Jiang Nanxi release the large fork, and a strange force pushed the old Taoist priest into the underground pit.

Then piles of soil suddenly flew up and covered the old Taoist priest.

"Help—uh—help!"

The old Taoist priest tried to climb out of the pit several times, but the male ghost kicked him back each time.

Jiang Nanxi took several steps back with the large fork in her hand and said to the others, "Heavens! This old Taoist priest is lying and has angered the Song family's ancestor. He's going to bury him alive!"

"Help, help!"

The old Taoist's wails continued, which startled everyone else, especially Xie Qin.

She looked at the old Taoist priest in horror, "How could this be? This can't be the real ancestor!"

Swish.

As soon as Xie Qin finished speaking, she felt a cold gaze from beside the old Taoist priest, looking at her.

"You come in too!"

A sudden gust of cold wind came from behind Xie Qin, pushing her towards the pit!