The old house of Situ Mansion

Situ Lang and several elders of the Situ family stood solemnly in front of the family ancestral hall built with bluestone piles and carved beams and paintings. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fruits, fruits, vegetables, three animals, and a tall incense stick with the thickness of an adult's arm are inserted in the cyan incense burner.

The incense burned red in the breeze, exuding a compelling heat, and a trace of cloud smoke magically did not bend and scatter, rushing straight into the sky, as if an unknown ghost was enjoying the sacrifice.

In fact, it was indeed the case, several ancestral spirits wearing official robes and emitting a soft white light all over their bodies were lying on the offering table. Greedily sucking the tumbling cloud smoke with his nose.

With each puff, the white light from them burned hot.

This is the ancestral hall of the Situ family, and the ancestral shrine enshrined in the ancestral hall is the spiritual pillar of all the descendants of the Situ family.

The Situ family is well-off and is a wealthy family in Beijun, so the interior of the ancestral hall is very magnificent.

Carved beams and painted buildings, flying eaves and arches, on the walls, more materials to draw a mural, the material of the mural is taken from Situ Huan, the ancestor of Situ North County.

Situ Huan is the first generation ancestor of the Situ family Beijun branch, according to the genealogy and related records, Situ Huan is a Dayu person, because he is smart and studious, he was recommended by the villagers, and he was an official in the court.

Later, Situ Huan died of illness due to work, and Emperor Dayu posthumously named him Wenzheng Gong and enjoyed the national public sacrifice.

However, Moon Zhenggong's eldest son, the second-generation ancestor Situ Gyu, feared retaliation from his political enemies in the DPRK and China, so he led the male to take refuge in the fiefdom. coincided with the civil strife in the imperial court, and Situ Gui's party stayed in the fiefdom.

This is why there is the Situ clan of Beijun.

Later, with the opening of the Situ family, there was today's Situ family, a wealthy family in Beijun.

The story in the mural is Situ Huan's life.

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

The sound of the basket sounded, which was particularly solemn, and also made the sacrificial ceremony a little more solemn.

籥 (yue) is said to be made by Gao Tao. "籥" is written in oracle bone inscription "■", which is like a pipe made of several reeds and bamboos, tied together with rope around it, and there is a blowing hole at the upper end of the pipe, which can be used to play and make sounds. A basket can blow several different musical notes. This musical instrument was the predecessor of the later "Xiao".

Because of its small number of notes, it is assumed that the tune may be simpler.

There are few people playing in Daqian, and they can only be seen in major sacrificial ceremonies.

In the music, a dancer wearing a leather hat, a topless body, a short white skirt, holding a feather in his right hand and a "basket" in his left hand. Every eight people stand in a line, called a "佾". They sang and danced at the same time, quite rustic and rough.

"Silk clothes are beautiful, and they are full of clothes. From the hall to the base, from the sheep to the cow, from the ding and the mole, to look at it. Aim for wine and gentleness. No Wu is not Ao, Hu Kao's rest. ”

"Silk clothes are beautiful, and they are full of clothes. From the hall to the base, from the sheep to the cow, from the ding and the mole, to look at it. Aim for wine and gentleness. No Wu is not Ao, Hu Kao's rest. ”

"Silk clothes are beautiful, and they are full of clothes. From the hall to the base, from the sheep to the cow, from the ding and the mole, to look at it. Aim for wine and gentleness. No Wu is not Ao, Hu Kao's rest. ”

One by one, the ghosts and gods dressed in different clothes were awakened by the sound of music and walked out of the family blessed land, some curious, some greedy looking at the huge god case and the food placed on it.

The gods lit up one after another like a domile stock, emitting a faint white light like fireflies, which was a sign that the ghosts and gods were ready to accept the sacrifice when they heard the music.

Situ Lang's face was a little yellow, and he looked like he was seriously ill and had not recovered.

In fact, it is true, because the anger and attack of the heart lead to the burning of the five internal organs, if it were not for the Bi Lotus Dao people, they happened to be close by.

Situ Lang will definitely be burned to ashes by the fire of his own heart.

But that's it, his five organs have been burned by the heart fire to varying degrees, if it weren't for this.

He removed the veteran of the United Clan, Situ Xing, from the genealogy and told his ancestors. Where can we wait until today.

"Food!"

Situ Lang's eyes were a little strange, because the ancestral tablet, his father's position as the old family master, and the former family head Situ Ming's divine throne did not react at all in the music and sacrifice, obviously not wanting to accept his sacrifice.

endured the hot pain around him, and said in a solemn voice.

"No!"

As his voice landed, the servants carried huge trays with solemn faces. On the tray are roasted pork, as well as grains.

This is a sacrificial ritual that originated in ancient times.

Although the Situ family is no longer the home of Dingshi, it does not have the same rights as the previous dynasty. But they have always adhered to the Confucian "Book of Rites", and when they sacrifice, they are even more serious.

"The Book of Rites and Rites" says: "At the beginning of the husband's ceremony, the beginning of the diet. Its burnt millet and dolphins, dirty and drunk, and clay drums, can still cause it to worship the ghosts and gods."

In other words, the ritual originated from offering food to the gods, and by burning millet and offering pork to the gods, digging the ground into a hole as a kettle, holding water in your hands, and beating an earthen drum to make music, you were able to convey people's prayers and respect to the spirits.

The flames of the lamps and candles on the altar suddenly turned blue, and ghosts and gods of different sizes flew over everyone's heads with a roar, and everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their bodies, and they all subconsciously tightened their clothes.

But the ancestor god seat, as well as the old master, Situ Ming's god seat still did not move at all, as if the incense and sacrifices outside were not attracted to them at all.

The blessed land of the underworld

A huge courtyard stands on top of the mound.

Wearing an official uniform, Situ Ming, who had a somewhat similar face to Situ Xing, stood respectfully behind an old man with white hair.

Perhaps because they enjoyed the sacrifice in the Situ Mansion of Beijun and received the amount of money from the imperial court, Situ Ming and the old man had a faint dragon aura on their bodies, and their divine light was significantly stronger than that of other ghosts and gods.

In addition to the ancestors of the sleeping generation in the blessed land of the Situ family, their father and son are the strongest.

It is precisely for this reason that all the ghosts and gods are faintly headed by the old man and Situ Ming.

"This brute dared to kill his brother and usurp power, and now he wants to attack the torturer, how can we tolerate him. ”

The old man's whole body flashed, obviously angry.

"Father, we are already in the underworld. According to the holy metaphor of Daqian Taizu, yin must not dry yang. He is also the contemporary head of the Situ family, blessed by the luck of his ancestors, how can we bear him?"

Situ Ming smiled wryly and said helplessly.

"That's what this brute is doing. ”

"I knew that this son had different intentions, but I was worried about human relations and family affection, so I didn't eradicate him, so I have today's disaster!"

"It's my fault!"

"It's my fault!"

Seeing that his body is getting richer and richer, with the support of his family's luck, Situ Lang, who has completely turned from white to green, the old man beat his chest with his fist, and said with some regret.

"This son actually wants to use the power of the family to corrupt the foundation of the torturer!"

"How can we let him do what he wants?"

Situ Ming looked at Situ Lang, whose face was yellow, and said with a faint look in his eyes. The divine light behind him was constantly flickering, and it was obvious that his mood at this time was not as calm as it appeared on the outside.

Situ Lang also seemed to feel Situ Ming's gaze, he stared at the former head of the family without any shredging, and his eldest brother Situ Ming's divine position, a smug and cruel smile rose on the corner of his mouth.