The head of the Mao family has always been passed on to the people in the upper room, and it has slowly become a habit.

"The Westinghouse Mao family is here." A clansman standing outside the ancestral hall and looking at the wind saw Mao Yulong coming, so he greeted him like this, and his attitude was completely different from last time.

Mao Yulong gave his hand: "The third uncle is invited." ”

"Hurry up and go in, the uncle is in a hurry."

Mao Yulong gave his hand again: "There is Lao Sanbo." Then Shi Shiran walked in.

Entering the main gate, bypassing the shadow wall, it is a patio, facing it, it is the main hall of the ancestral hall on the three steps, five open faces, two into the depth, simple and simple, compared with the ancestral hall of the Jiangnan family, that is the underground heaven.

The Mao family has been in Hangzhou for hundreds of years, and they have been prosperous, and there have been several eunuchs and a few wealthy businessmen, but they have not been good for long. Therefore, there are people in the ancestral hall, so they will repair it for a while. When the popularity withers, it will be powerless to rectify, and it will look dilapidated. What's more, the surname Mao was originally a foreign surname, and it was also bullied and suppressed by the local people, so the scale of the ancestral hall is much more shabby than the thousands of years old families in the south of the Yangtze River.

Although now the Mao family in Hangzhou has produced a famous figure Mao Wenlong, who has been in Wanli, Taichang, Tianqi, and the Three Dynasties, and the official to the left to supervise the general military officer of Pingliao, he can be described as a first-class officer. However, this era is an era of emphasizing literature over martial arts, and to be honest, he is not as glamorous as a small prefect in the eyes of outsiders. What's more, Mao Wenlong went to the Mao family in Anshan, Liaodong early, and continued their incense, which has nothing to do with the Mao family here now.

There is another one, Mao Wenlong started with 250 brothers and opened Jiangdong, but he was not treated by the court at all, plus Mao Wenlong had a perverse temperament, and was mostly suppressed by civil officials out of nothing, and the more than 200,000 Liaodong refugees collected by his subordinates were simply poor scum, and they couldn't drink porridge by themselves, so they didn't have the ability to fund the repair of the ancestral hall.

Slowly, even the Mao family almost forgot about this high-ranking official and a pickled martial artist.

The patriarch stood in front of the ancestral hall, with his hands behind his back, his face up, and the shelf, when he saw Mao Yulong coming in, he just nodded, and then said to Mao Yulong in a deep voice: "Go to the ancestors to burn incense, and then go to the council hall to speak." Then he walked directly to the east side of the house with his hands behind his back, ignoring him.

According to the rules, if you are less than eighteen years old, you are not qualified to enter the ancestral hall to worship incense, Mao Yulong lit incense outside the ancestral hall, and worshiped incense on the black and blurred ancestral tablet inside, without even a little awe. Again, the people of this clan are disgusted and disgusted by themselves, and this ancestor is not their true ancestor.

After a perfunctory moment, he turned around and went to the east hall. Let's get down to business, I still have a lot of things to do, and it's a pity to delay my leeks and meat dumplings in the evening.

The west hall was backed by sunlight, and the room was dim, as soon as he entered the door, Mao Yulong was very accustomed to the light inside, and then he could see the people in the room clearly.

Three people wearing scarves and seven or eight civilians sat in order of the number of rooms. A farmer with mud feet and a pickaxe squatting outside the door, this is the former family of the house, now the head of the family. Because his room was down, he was not welcomed, and he was disgusted even when he entered the council room, so every time he discussed the meeting, he consciously squatted outside the door to listen. But he just listened, and no one asked him anything, and of course he couldn't decide anything.

But Mao Yulong still greeted him politely, and then went in.

The uncle sat majestically on the top and looked at Mao Yulong coldly.

Mao Yulong stepped forward in a regular manner, first gave a salute to the patriarch, and then gave a salute to each long room in turn, and after a circle, he was a little dizzy.

After the salute was completed, the eldest lord nodded lightly: "Well, although I have won the fame of Xiucai, I still know how to respect and bless you, and I am not public." "This is actually not a praise for Mao Yulong, but to vent his dissatisfaction with the failure to greet Mao Yulong several times.

Mao Yulong smiled faintly: "It's just a small talent, even if you win the promotion of people in the future, you will not be a descendant of the Mao family after all?" In front of the old man in the family, I am still a boy. ”

This was said in an atmospheric manner, and it was neither humble nor arrogant, and the patriarch who was choking at that time almost turned his back on his breath. The Mao family is also considered unlucky, and has worked hard to educate people for hundreds of years, until now, Mao Wenlong is not counted, except for a Mao Yulong who is alive except for a Mao Yulong who is hot in the cold pot, there is no one who is famous, at this time, let a half-old child rob the white, how can it not make people angry but have nothing to say?

But being angry with a hairy boy who is less than fifteen years old seems to be stingy.

didn't let Mao Yulong sit down, just let him stand at the door, and his uncle in the West House didn't look at him squarely, let alone fight for his own house, and his eyes were full of disgust. This disgust is actually out of jealousy, because his sons are in their twenties, and they are not even children when they have studied in the clan studies. For this reason, after Mao Yulong won Xiucai, this Westinghouse longhouse uncle had to scold his unlucky son every day when he went home.

The patriarch glanced at Mao Yulong, who was silent, then coughed and said to Mao Yulong: "Today, your uncle and uncle have arrived in the chief's room, just to tell you something." ”

"The boy is taught, and he listens." Mao Yulong replied with an indifferent smile.

Looking at this posture, I don't want to give me, the only person who has a little fame in the Mao family, to get off the horse, I even have to have a chair when I go to the county government, but here, you sit and I stand, you drink and I watch, my talent is still a little miserable.

But there is no way, who makes the patriarchal greater than the sky, in the family, the patriarch is greater than the sky. No way, ninja.

"That's the case, you can have such an achievement, it is not the result of the clan's money and efforts, and careful cultivation, therefore, you must also repay your kindness and contribute to the family's private learning."

As soon as these words came out, the council hall immediately began to rumble over old accounts. This said how he was frugal and frugal to support Mao Yulong's food; The one who said how he might have probably added pen and ink to Mao Yulong; The other is also vaguely saying that Mao Yulong may have bought cotton clothes, and so on.

Mao Yulong was slandered in his heart, and he said it one by one, thinking that in his original memory, reading was an anger, but he was just a miscellaneous guy for your children who were studying in private acquaintances.

Also, I was able to continue my studies after my mother handed over the land assigned to her family's name, where did I see a little bit of grace and care among your clansmen?

However, at this time, there was no need to refute, so Mao Yulong recalled those favors that seemed to be probable one by one, and thanked them one by one here.

After talking for a while, the patriarch coughed again, interrupting everyone's joy and happiness, and said in a deep voice again: "Guangyao does not forget his roots, this is very good, so you should work hard to contribute to the family." I have decided to allocate the two hundred acres of paddy fields in my clan to your name. ”