Chapter 58: Passing the Torch

In the next few days, Zhang Baili would take Zhang Taiji to the Jinan Mansion every morning to conduct 'foot therapy' for Zong Zhimi. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is said that Zhang Baili doesn't have to come with Zhang Taiji every day, and he can't help much, but Zhang Baili is more active than Zhang Taiji when he comes to Jinan Mansion every day!

Zhang Taiji didn't care about it at first, until he found that Zhang Baili seemed very happy every time he saw Miaoyin, and if he couldn't see Miaoyin, he would lose his soul. Only then did I realize that my father was probably germinating a second spring!!

According to the methods used by his grandfather in his memory, Zhang Taiji asked Zhang Mi to experiment with several more, some of which had good results, and some of which had no effect.

No matter whether the effect is good or bad, Doctor Zhao will carefully write it down in the notebook and go back to study it carefully, which is completely an attitude of respecting Zhang Taiji like a god!

High blood pressure is actually a 'disease of wealth'! Because most people can't even eat enough now, they have to count the grains to eat salt, and they don't necessarily eat meat a few times a year, where can they get this disease?

Therefore, Zhang Taiji repeatedly instructed Zhang Mi to eat lightly, try not to eat big fish and meat every day, eat less food with thick oil and heavy salt, and exercise more to avoid sitting in the study for half a day.

Zhang Mi agreed one by one, and at the same time, he couldn't help but ask Zhang Taiji curiously how did he know this? Zhang Taiji had already thought about how to deal with it, and replied in a childlike tone, full of mischievousness: "Born to know."

In the blink of an eye, the Qingming Festival arrived, and all the disciples of the Zhang family and the direct side branches gathered in the mansion that morning, and the entire front yard was full of people, there were four or five hundred people, which showed the prosperity of the Zhang family in Jinan.

These people who can participate in ancestor worship, except for those direct descendants of the Zhang family, most of the others are people with some ability in the side branches of the clan, or deep business giants, or celebrity eunuchs, anyway, ordinary people will not be invited to worship their ancestors.

Zhang Baili doesn't look at Jiaoxi City as a rich party, but it is really nothing among these people. It can be seen from the position arranged for the father and son, the two were placed at the back of the middle of the line, and behind them were a group of junior children of the clan.

Four or five hundred people went out together to fill the whole street, but fortunately, the servants of the Zhang Mansion opened the way in front of them to disperse the pedestrians on the street, and they walked smoothly.

The people in the city may have known that the Zhang family was going to worship their ancestors today, and the Buddha was the same as watching the performance during the festival, and they flocked to the streets to watch, pointing and criticizing the character of the Zhang family while watching.

The team went out of the south gate and arrived at the foot of the mountain. The cemetery of the Zhang family is here, and the cemetery covers a huge area, and the entire mountain is in it, with the size of thousands of acres.

Although Zhang Taiji does not understand feng shui, he is backed by the main mountain here, surrounded by mountains and rivers; The main mountain is far-reaching, the air is prosperous, there are mountains on the left and right, and the Tibetan wind nourishes the qi. There is a river in front of it, and the so-called 'the door of heaven is open, and the land is closed' naturally makes people feel that it is a treasure of feng shui.

There are a few wooden houses in the woods, surrounded by fences, the road between the graves is flat and wide, there are no weeds and fallen leaves on the graves, but they are clean and tidy, and then look at the distance, the pine and cypress trees are towering, and the environment is gloomy and dark, giving people a sense of solemnity.

Zong advocated Mi took the lead, and everyone walked to the front of the largest cemetery, and Zhang Jizhong cleaned the tomb with a broom in his hand.

Zhang Mi took a few children to tie and straighten out the white paper according to certain rules, and tied it with a bamboo pole or wooden stick to insert it in the middle of the grave. It is called "hanging flowers". There is a song that says, "In March, it is Qingming, carry white paper to hang the grave, there is white paper floating on the grave, and the grass grows green on the grave of no child." ”

After doing this, some people began to lay an incense table in front of the grave, put three animal tributes, put a large incense burner in front of the incense table, and there were several servants next to them holding copper basins and cloth towels. Dust and other things.

Everything was ready, Zhang Jizhong instructed the drummers to start blowing, and then set off firecrackers, after a burst of drumming and firecrackers,

Zhang Mi took the lead in coming to the copper basin, brushing his clothes, cleaning his hands, and then putting on incense and bowing. Then, according to the clan branches, they stepped forward in turn to worship the incense.

Zhang Baili and his son were almost the last to take their turn. After taking turns to finish the incense, they stand back in their original position, and then bow down to the grave in groups.

Zhang Jizhong and others began to burn gold leaf, incense paper and other sacrificial supplies.

Zong Zhu Mi began to recite the sacrificial text in front of the crowd:

Towering China, the mountains are high and the water is long, the surname is Haohao Zhang, and the family history is brilliant. The ancestor waved the duke, the heroic and martial arts were very, and after Xuanyuan, the emperor was prosperous.

Born with a brilliant understanding, especially strong skill, the main worship of the lone star, night observation of the sky. Suddenly inspired, broke the branch to follow suit, began to make bows and arrows, and the history was detailed.

Thousands of years, a long history..., looking at the emperor from afar, the ancestors are on top, the prince of Jinan, the history of the Qing Dynasty flaunts ......

At the same time as Zhang Mi recited the sacrificial text, an indescribable fragrance spread out, this fragrance is very strong, but people can't tell what kind of fragrance it is, a bit like a lotus, a bit like an orchid, and even with the fragrance of chrysanthemums, it is very strange!

In a short time, all the four or five hundred people present smelled the fragrance, and the older ones still took care of the etiquette scene, although it was strange, but they could still maintain their composure. The children were not so restful, and they all looked up and looked around for the source of the scent.

The smell of burning gold leaf of incense candles is also very big, but it can't hide this faint fragrance, Zhang Mi, Zhang Jizhong and others also smell the fragrance.

"Look at the fire on his head!!" A childish child's voice came out.

Everyone was shocked, and they all looked towards the place where the sound came from, only to see a five or six-year-old child in the clan, pointing in the direction of Zhang Taiji, stunned!

Everyone turned to look at Zhang Taiji again, only to see Zhang Taiji kneeling on the ground with five bodies on the ground, without any abnormal movements, but above the back of his head, there was a flame floating!

Although the flame was not big, yellow and white, shining and dancing, like a candle flame, it appeared out of thin air about an inch above Zhang Taiji's head. Seeing that Zhang Taiji didn't know anything, he still knelt there in a regular manner, touching the ground with his forehead. His hair wasn't burned at all.

At the same time, everyone noticed that the faint fragrance that they had just smelled was coming from him.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked, some people knew Zhang Taiji, and naturally heard of his extraordinary wonder, and some people didn't know him, but they were simply shocked and incredible, and the scene suddenly whispered.

Zhang Mi also saw Zhang Taiji's abnormality, and the sacrificial text in his mouth was a meal. Immediately, his recitation voice suddenly rose to a height, almost shouting out! The speed of speech is also correspondingly faster.

Perhaps it was the sound of Zhang Mi reciting the sacrificial text loudly, which had the effect of calming the field, but I saw the flame on Zhang Taiji's head suddenly jump high, and then suddenly extinguished, and the faint fragrance slowly faded. But the scene just now was deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone present.

The prayer was quickly recited, followed by a burst of drums and firecrackers, and the ceremony ended with a collective bow.

Everyone involuntarily peeked at Zhang Taiji, only to see that he was still in a prostrated posture. Motionless.

Zhang Baili saw his son's abnormality just now, and he made a move because of the bad etiquette, and now after the ceremony, he hurried over, leaned over and helped Zhang Taiji, only to see that Zhang Taiji seemed to be asleep!

Zhang Baili simply sat on the ground and let Zhang Taiji lie on his back in his arms. The mouth called urgently: "Bao'er! Boa! Are you okay? ”。

Everyone involuntarily gathered around to watch, and whispered to each other. Zhang Mi also walked over quickly to check on Zhang Taiji's situation.

Under Zhang Baili's several calls, Zhang Taiji leaned his head into his father's arms, facing everyone, slowly opened his eyes, and looked confused.

Zhang Mi separated everyone, leaned over and asked, "What happened just now?" ”

Zhang Taiji said leisurely: "Just now, a flame poured out of the grave of my ancestor and drilled into my body, making me feel like I was in a dream......

Zhang Mi said in surprise: "Could it be. Passing the Torch!? ”