Chapter 242: Ruan Clan Ancestral Hall
Xiao Xiaohan left the capital and did not return to Xianning by train, according to his winter vacation arrangement, he still had to go to Qinzhou in the South China Sea.
Qinzhou is the hometown of Ruan Ying, the overlord of the water, and Ruan Ying once told him that he could find her home if he inquired about the Ruan ancestral hall.
There are thousands of miles from the capital to the South China Sea, and it is necessary to pass through thousands of miles of mountains or waterways to reach Qinzhou, especially the ancient tea horse road is very difficult to walk, the Shu road is difficult, and the road to the blue sky is difficult to pass. In this way, he took the train, the horse-drawn carriage, the donkey cart, and even the old ox cart for hundreds of miles, and what interested him most was to sit on the kind of mountain tool called the "sliding bar", trembling and leisurely, carried by two strong men one after the other, and he wanted to sleep as soon as he sat in the chair-like bamboo bucket.
In fact, according to his nature, except for the train, none of the above things should be taken, it is too slow. He can travel thousands of miles a day in a light step, over mountains and streams, but he is not familiar with the road, between these thousands of mountains and ravines, once you get lost, according to the locals, you can't go out for ten years.
In this way, I don't know how many days and nights passed, and finally arrived at the Qinzhou area of the South China Sea.
So he asked the locals about the ancestral hall of the Ruan family, and some people really knew that the ancestral hall was built in the city of Qinzhou, and asked him to inquire about it in the city of Qinzhou.
As soon as I got out of the mountains, there were more rural towns, and I could meet local residents everywhere, so I inquired all the way and finally came to Qinzhou City.
As soon as he entered the city, someone told him that the Nguyen Clan Ancestral Hall was located at Zhenhai Temple in Beiwan, and it was just a short walk to the east outside the city.
Xiao Xiaohan was in the city, ate some snacks casually, filled his stomach, drank enough water, and headed towards the east of the city.
Walking along the way, I found that the number of pedestrians along the road gradually increased, sometimes there were so many people that the road was clogged, and it was difficult for the carriage and sedan chair to pass, and most of them went to Zhenhai Temple. Xiao Han thought to himself, could it be an auspicious day of the zodiac, or some solar term, people should go to the temple fair.
Someone told him that he had arrived at Zhenhai Temple in front, but he didn't see any temple, but he could see a mountain in front of him, although the mountain was not high, it was full of bamboo and trees, and there were towering coconut trees growing under the mountain, and the huge leaves were swaying in the wind.
In the sound of the coconut leaves, he faintly heard the noise of the sea, and the rumbling sound of the waves was incessant. Walking through a mountain col, I saw a temple on the gentle slope of the two mountains, and several houses belonging to the temple. The red walls and green tiles are hidden among the bamboo forests.
Then he found a stone tablet on the side of the road, with the words "Ruan Clan Ancestral Hall, Zhenhai Peak in front" in red lettering, which was the road sign.
Originally, people followed this sign, crossed the temple, and then walked forward to climb the peak of Zhenhai.
Zhenhai Peak is a steep mountain cliff, one side of the cliff overlooks the South China Sea, and the slope is full of pine and cypress, lush and green. At the top of the cliff, there is a grand temple-style building, you can see a magnificent tall archway in front of the temple from afar, there are four gilded characters on the plaque, and it is written "Ruan's ancestral hall".
In the open space in front of Zhenhai Peak, among the bamboo forests, thousands of people have gathered under the coconut trees, and they all look happy and smiling, just like the New Year's Festival.
It's not like a temple fair, and the temple fair won't come to this ancestral hall.
Just as he was in doubt, suddenly the crowd was in a commotion, chattering like talking about something, and then someone shouted loudly:
"Newcomers go down the mountain, everyone get out of the way!"
Isn't the bride and groom called the bride and groom when they get married?
This is the ancestral hall of the Ruan family, could it be that the Ruan family got married and came to worship their ancestors?
The Ruan family is a famous family, but which junior of the Ruan family should be married?
Xiao Xiaohan came late and couldn't squeeze in front, and people were making way for newcomers, and the scene became more crowded. Xiao Han asked an elderly woman beside him:
"Old mother, whose child is this getting married, and what is the girl's name?"
The old man glanced at him and said:
"Mr. Xiao is a foreigner, if you want to ask which family is married, you can only tell the Ruan family. Ninety percent of the people standing here are surnamed Ruan, who knows which family's children it is. If you want to find out, wait for the people here to disperse and go to the ancestral hall and ask the deacon. ”
It turned out that there were many people in the Ruan clan, and although the people who came to see the excitement were all surnamed Ruan, it was not clear whose family was doing the happy event.
At this moment, I saw a cluster of people coming down from the mountain from a distance, and then I saw someone carrying a small red sedan chair, and a man next to the sedan chair wore a champion flower feather top hat and rode a high-headed horse all the way down the mountain.
It was the newlyweds who got married who came to worship their ancestors, and it was the Ruan family who got married.
Suddenly, a sad emotion surged in his heart, the custom here was that the married person had to worship the ancestral ancestral hall of both parties on the day of worship, so if the girl's surname was Ruan, could it be the sweetheart Ruan Ying?
If Ruan Ying gets married, who is the groom? It must be the battalion commander Zhou Yuzhou, who is studying in the command department of Nanyang Naval University!
Xiao Xiaohan squeezed forward as much as he could, but no matter how he squeezed, he couldn't see how facedly the groom on a horse was, let alone the newcomer in the sedan chair.
The two newcomers went down the mountain and left, and all the people who watched the excitement followed behind and refused to leave, and it was impossible to rush to the front to take a closer look.
Xiao Han only waited for everyone to disperse before he went up the mountain and entered the Ruan Clan Ancestral Hall.
Seeing that someone was coming again, an old man walked out of the ancestral hall, this person was wearing a robe, a large-brimmed top hat, and a pair of round ink-black glasses stuck on the bridge of his nose, and asked Xiao Xiaohan:
"Little donor, what are you doing here?"
It seemed that this person must be the deacon of the Ruan Clan's ancestral hall, so Xiao Xiaohan stepped forward and bowed deeply, and replied:
"I'm here to disturb, may I ask, the newlyweds who have just entered the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors, whose family is the bride, and what is her name?"
"Oh, you ask this? I can only tell you that the girl's surname is Ruan, and it is really difficult to tell whose old husband it is, because this is a clan rule. ”
It turned out that the deacon of this ancestral hall also had the obligation to protect the privacy of the people in the clan.
Xiao Han had no choice but to ask another question, and said:
"Actually, I didn't want to inquire about the younger family of the newlyweds, but because I was entrusted by the clan to look for a girl named Ruan Ying, and I don't know where she lives. But the girl said that as long as she came to the Nguyen ancestral hall, she could inquire. Can you tell me? ”
After hearing this, the old man nodded and said:
"Well, you can have that. ”
took Xiao Han into the ancestral hall and came to a large room, where he saw that this room was full of cabinets on all sides, containing the genealogy of a family. The old man swept a cabinet with a feather duster in his hand, swept out a puff of dust, then pulled out a large file, pushed the dark sunglasses towards the door of his head, and flipped it up......