Chapter 223, Reconciliation between the Two Clans {End, Ask for the First Order}

Chen Xu led the people surnamed Huang to arrive, and saw the young people waiting on the avenue in front of the Chenghuang Temple, all holding sharp blunt weapons and knives and guns in their hands.

Xiaowen shouted: "Big brother, are they going to fight?" ”

"Xiaowen, don't be afraid, it's okay."

Huang Liangfa quickly stepped forward and shouted, "What do you mean by this, we are here to negotiate peace with you and resolve the contradictions between the two tribes. ”

"Since you are here to make peace, you are still so arrogant."

Chen Xu walked up to Wu Zhiqian and said: "Uncle Wu has a good saying, the entry is a guest, you two clans were originally brother clans, and now you should also express something, you should invite them to come." ”

Wu Zhong saw that the Huang clan people didn't have any weapons in their hands, and said to the Wu clan descendants around him: "It's okay, now put the weapons in your hands back to the City God Temple." ”

The patriarchs of the two clans were embarrassed to see each other.

Wan Jiaojiao smiled in front of her: "Don't you two shake hands, we are all looking forward to the patriarchs of your two clans being able to shake hands and talk happily and let go of their previous suspicions." ”

Patriarch Huang saw that the patriarch surnamed Wu was five or six years older than himself, and stretched out his hand.

Patriarch Wu Zhongzhong was quite moved, and shook Patriarch Huang's hand heavily, not knowing what to say for a while, he snorted: "Welcome, welcome." ”

"We are all old, and the ancients said: Life is rare for seventy years, and we are all over seventy years old, so we should seize the time to do something meaningful for future generations."

Patriarch Wuzhong smiled with a wrinkled face: "Patriarch Huang said it well, because the contradiction between our two clans has really hurt many young juniors of the two clans. ”

"Patriarch big brother, I think that it was my ancestor Huang Tanggong who did something wrong back then, and made a big mistake, causing Wu Gong and his wife to be wronged for thousands of years, since the descendants of our two clans shook hands and made peace, I want to apologize in front of the grave of Wu Dalang Wu Gong on behalf of the descendants of the surname Huang, I don't know if it can be."

"It has been hundreds of years since the tomb of my ancestor was moved here from Jiangnan, and if you do this today, it shows sincerity and great significance."

Chen Xu asked Huang Liangfa and said, "Township chief, since the heads of the two clans have expressed their stance like this, let's go." ”

In front of the tomb of Duke Wu, I saw the ancient cypress, high and skyscraper, among the huge ancient vines, the yellow warbler sings, the wind blows, the flowers on the hill are fragrant all over the place, and the podocarpus is beautiful, like the guardian of the millennium.

After the patriarch of Wuzhong got out of the car, he led the way in front.

"Be careful, brother, it's time ahead."

In the green air, the tomb of Wu Dalang and Wu Gong is like a thousand years of memory embedded in the ancient road plain, the noble legacy of the ages tells the glory of history, and the noble man is still awe-inspiring after a thousand years.

Located in front of the grave of Wu Dalang Wugong is his wife, Mrs. is the most misinterpreted, the most misunderstood Pan Jinlian, Mrs. Pan, the two of the graves are only fifty meters apart, the stream is circulating, the algae and grass are staggered, under the sun, two fragrant trees are waiting for each other, staring for a long time, as if it is the shadow of the Duke and Mrs. Wu who stayed in love with each other, the past is more than a thousand years, and the kindness and oath are still shaking people's hearts with their wordless power.

"A bow ,......。" Chen Xu stood in front of Wugong's grave and read.

Patriarch Huang led the youth representatives of the whole clan to bow respectfully in front of the grave.

The descendants of Wu looked at the villagers of Huangjiawan with a sincere attitude and sincere eyes, and their hearts were also shocked, and an atmosphere of friendship and mutual love was transmitted in everyone's hearts.

"Three bows...... After the ceremony. ”

Chen Xu stood under the stone tablet of martial arts, gently caressing the moss on it with both hands, which was the imprint of the noble legacy of martial arts, covering an area of 500 square meters on the grave, the grass was continuous, and the flowers bloomed with a faint fragrance.

The patriarch held a pocket-sized shovel in his hand and rested it on the stele.

With tears in his eyes, the Wuzhong patriarch said, "From now on, our two clans will release their previous suspicions.

Patriarch Huang touched the green moss on the stone stele, couldn't calm down for a long time, and said sadly: "The reputation of martial arts and honesty has been misunderstood and ridiculed by the world for thousands of years because of my Huang Tanggong's fault, and we are really ashamed. ”

Chen Xu took out a manuscript from his clothes and said: "Please don't be too sad, patriarch, I wrote a few lines last night, in front of the people of the two clans, to give Wu justice justice, leave the truth to future generations, and comfort Wu Gong's spirit in the sky." ”

"So good, very good, Mr. Tired." Wu Zhiqian and Patriarch Huang shook their hands.

In the eyes of Xia Sangzhi and Wan Jiaojiao's love, Chen Xu faced the mighty mountains and rivers and the people of the two ethnic groups and said-

"Time is wonderful, personnel are in a hurry. Over the past thousand years, the dynasty has changed, the public is famous, and the knower is respectful. Hang Jun is young. Heroic. He is a burly man and is intelligent. Yunwen Yunwu, a genius in the world. Rise to the top and become famous. is an official and loves the people like a son. Honest and honest, with clean sleeves. Be a downright person, loved by the people. Outstanding political achievements and long-lasting reputation. The virtue of the public is rumored in ancient and modern times. However, there is no gold and no one is perfect. Later generations fabricated it, and its reputation was tarnished. A hundred years of life has ruined the reputation of the public, and the public has been mistaken for thousands of years, and now it is rehabilitated. Raise the wine and sweep the river, and hope that the public will come to taste. ”

When Chen Xu finished reading, he only felt that there was a breath in his chest lingering and flowing, this breath moistened his heart, made him radiant, and his state of mind was clear, he was a third-order cultivator, there was already dragon qi in his body, what he did was the premier great merit between heaven and earth, how could he not be sensitive.

What's even more strange is that I don't know when a white cloud floated in the sky, and a burst of colorful light passed through this cloud, emitting light, as if it was a jade bottle upside down in the sky, smearing the scenery on a hill with a wonderful light, and a gust of wind blew, everyone's heart suddenly opened up, and their expressions were refreshing.

Xiaowen said: "Big brother, it's too beautiful. ”

Wan Jiaojiao and Xia Sangzhi stood by Chen Xu's side, excited in their hearts.

The villagers of both ethnic groups were even more amazed.

"It must be that Wu Gongquan has knowledge, and his soul has been soothed."

Everyone was overjoyed.

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Pan Jinlian is everyone's beautiful lady, famous Shuyuan, when she was young, she fell in love with Wu Dalang, regardless of the opposition of her family, and married the poor Wu Dalang, and later Wu Dalang Jinshi and the first, became a parent official, the two loved each other to old age, respected each other like guests, and were happy to old age, but due to the misunderstanding of later generations, the slander and fabrication of the ill-intentioned people made her reputation greatly damaged.

The Huang clan stood in front of her grave, kneeling sincerely, the cigarette smoke curling, the wine on the high steps, and the fragrance of roses and flowers in front of the grave wafting in all directions.

Wan Jiaojiao said with tears in her eyes: "Obviously she is a husband and a child, and she has a good family, why is an admirable woman suffering such an unjustified injustice, after life and death, is there anything more unfortunate than this." ”

"Sister, don't be sad, I think the final truth will always be remembered, especially such a noble and loving couple.

Chen Xu stood solemnly, tears flashing and chanting-

"All mouths are golden, and feathers are sunk. Posterity made it up and hurt the soul of the king. A good woman, but an unclean woman. The beautiful jade hangs in the woods, but it is passed on to future generations as a laughing stock. How can the misfortune of man be done, but God knows it. The truth is dissected before the eyes of the world, and the turbidity can finally be known.

The bamboo green square shows the stone white, and the crane white is more pine green. Clear the fog and feel more Junde. When you go out of the house, you have to be worthy of a lover. A good couple is natural, and the red sleeves add fragrance. Be a good family and respect your neighbors. Husband and son, raise eyebrows, receive the old, mandarin duck feather, this situation is enviable, toast a glass, with a heartfelt expression. ”

In front of the tombs of two loving fathers and good beauties, the trees are swaying, the two fragrant trees are slowly swaying in the wind, the trees are crossed, and the scene is harmonious, as if thanking Chen Xu.

"Sir, thank you so much, for rehabilitating my ancestors and comforting the souls of my ancestors, the descendants of my clan are very grateful."

Sister Huang Sisi and Wu Pingyang, who came from the crowd, bowed to Chen Xu and said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, without you, we wouldn't have a happy ending." ”

"Thanks to the two patriarchs, we can live together amicably, and this is a sea change."

Wu Zhiqian and Huang Liangfa said: "This is the kindness of Mr., thank you, thank you." ”

Chen Xu said: "No need to be like this, this is just a little bit of my strength, you are welcome." ”

Patriarch Huang said with a smile on his face: "This is what Mr. deserves, our two clans can restore relations, it is you who mediate it, there is nothing to repay, only this thing." ”

Xia Sangzhi said: "Patriarch, I don't know what this is. ”

"On this cloth is the depicted dragon vein, I was a child in the wilderness, there was a nine-fingered beggar to ask me for steamed buns, I helped him, when she left, she gave me this cloth, I treasured for many years, but I don't know where the half of the share is."

Chen Xu said: "Could it be the half-piece of dragon vein diagram that was depicted by the thirty-eighth generation ancestor of the Pojiao master in the Song Dynasty and then lost. ”

The old Taoist priest in the crowd walked over and spread out the half of the dragon vein diagram in Chen Xu's hand, which really fit Tiancheng.

"It's great to be back to Zhao today."

"It's worth the money for Mr. Chen, so you can stay."

Chen Xu wanted to excuse himself again, but Wan Jiaojiao didn't do it.

"Patriarch, master, my brother Xu doesn't want it, I want it, I don't know how much I have to worry about the affairs of your two clans."

The crowd laughed.

Under the witness of the patriarchs of the two clans, the first pair of young men and women between the two clans, Huang Qianqian and Wu Pingyang, who truly loved each other and were forever married, came to the front and set an example for the world.

The old Taoist priest at the foot of the slope said: "Today, these two young people can finalize the marriage, and the dragon vein diagram can be combined into one, which is really an idiom." ”

"Ah, what an idiom."

"Destiny."

The crowd laughed.

The villagers of Huangjiawan and Shipaifang Village had a small banquet on three days and a big banquet on the fifth day for Chen Xu, Wan Jiaojiao and others, and Chen Xu was afraid of disturbing them again, so he said goodbye to the old Taoist priest at the foot of the slope and let his good wishes be conveyed to the villagers of the two ethnic groups.

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