After breakfast, Ding Dang went to the backyard.

There is a small bamboo forest planted in the backyard, which is still lush at this time, and the wind blows, bringing a rustling sound.

When I opened a door, I saw dust falling all over the ground, which was originally a utility room, and it seemed that few people took care of it in the past.

"This is where the ancestral hall will be in the future, let's clean it up first."

Dusting, sprinkling water, opening doors and windows to ventilate the light, and finally lighting wormwood, which smoked away a lot of mosquitoes.

After a busy morning, the room was cleaned up.

Next, please enter the tablet of the god.

The Ding family originally had a clan, so it naturally had its own ancestral hall and genealogy, which could be appealed to a thousand years ago at the earliest.

Originally, it was in the hands of Ding Dang's father, which was the patriarch's lineage, and he was in charge of the genealogy of this clan.

It's a pity that his father was a single line, and suddenly suffered an accident, and this right naturally fell aside, and I don't know who got it.

In this era, there are still some rights of the patriarch of the big family, such as clan fields, intra-clan communism, and the like.

But they are all valuable objects, and it is inevitable to be targeted.

You must know that the clan field has the function of supporting the children of the clan to study and helping the clansmen, which was originally prepared for this and is communist, but the patriarch in charge of the clan field can naturally profit from it, which is also unclear.

"That's all left·········"

Holding a dozen wooden tablets and putting them on the offering table, they are arranged in turn, and the bottom is stacked with wooden boards, the top is the ancestor thousands of years ago, and the bottom is a dozen tablets.

At the bottom is the deity card of his parents, engraved with the surname and name, and the date of birth and death on the back.

They are all re-carved in fresh wood, and the original ancestral hall is no longer available.

"I heard that after I went to Shuifu with my sister, but in March, the Ding family was imprisoned one after another, accused of drowning the county lord, confiscating the ancestral property, and the whereabouts of the ancestral hall are unknown."

"It's cheaper for them·········"

Xianxi Water Mansion has limited influence in the world, and it is mostly a channel for some purchases, and it is already a lot of effort to be able to inquire about this, and it is impossible to expect more.

"The ancestors are above, and the descendants have to change their names and surnames to avoid catastrophes, and the ancestors have spirits, please forgive one or two."

Put your hands together and close your eyes in prayer.

The ancestors have spirits is not a joke, people nowadays believe that the ancestors of the past will shine in the shadow of the sun and descendants, and there are often ancestors who dream of the deeds of the spirits can be heard.

Therefore, Ding Dang also sincerely hopes that his ancestors can shelter him.

"Ding Dang, Ding Dang ········"

My sister was calling her.

"What's wrong, sister?"

When Ding Dang went over, he saw his sister chatting with an errand man in the living room.

"This is the little brother of the East, right? I have a son from the Zhao family, and the one called Zhao Wu is, I am here to send creation to your family. ”

This poor man was full of smiles, and the horizontal flesh on his face squeezed out an ugly smile.

"I am indeed Oriental Hanmo. I don't know what this official brother is talking about? ”

Ding Dang lit up the man's errand uniform and official boots, and finally stopped on the saber on his body for a moment.

"That's right, I'm here on the orders of the Ming Mansion."

This Zhao Wu subconsciously raised his hands and arched his hands in the direction of the official office.

"The Ming Mansion has taken a fancy to your sister and plans to take her as the third concubine, isn't it a matter of creation?"

Zhao Wu squeezed his eyebrows, looking like you had a bargain.

"This kid is really soaring, with his sister's nepotism, it's not like a joke to be an official."

Zhao Wu didn't think it before he came, but when he saw Ding Yuchen after he came, he knew that this kid was going to soar.

With the appearance of this little lady, it can be regarded as a first-class appearance in the entire Maolin, and it is rare that there is also a temperament, no wonder it can charm the prefect.

Zhao Wu really felt that this was a creation.

I don't know how many people have squeezed their heads, worked hard, bankrupted their families, and spent decades of business without getting a serious official body.

Right now, this kid will be able to buy his sister right away!

Before leaving, the Ming Mansion had instructed that as long as he was obedient and started from Jiupin, this would be a serious official!

His grandfather was an errand officer, a white servant, and he was just an errand runner in the patrol room, and after three generations, he was only promoted to the head of the team, and he was in charge of more than a dozen people.

That's it, it's also a non-existent official, and it's difficult to climb to the sky if you want to go further, this is the dividing line of officials.

"This is the brother-in-law of the Ming Mansion, after two or three years, find a person to promote a few levels from the beginning, how can there be a seven-grade official to do, and now it is easy to talk after a familiar face."

Thinking of this, his smile was even brighter.

To be honest, in this era, this kind of thing is not uncommon.

Don't say that the incognito sisters and brothers of the Ding family are married to shabby maritime merchants on the surface, and their ancestors are all commoners.

Even if it is an official eunuch's family, this kind of thing called marriage is actually selling daughters and sisters.

If it was another family here at this time, it would indeed be regarded as a creation, and Ding Yuchen was quickly packed and sent over.

It's a pity, Ding Dang, no, Dongfang Hanmo on the bright side, Dongfang Zhenyuan, he is different.

"No way!"

In the roar, a figure flashed over, dazzling Zhao Wu's eyes.

Ding Dang stepped forward angrily, pulled out Zhao Wu's knife, and put it on his neck.

"You say it again?"

There was a cold light in his eyes, and he didn't care about the official skin on the other party's body at all.

For him, no ghost prefect can compare to a hair of his sister.

It's a big deal to fall out and kill officials and rebel, anyway, this broken court owes them the Ding family!

"Uh, what's going on?"

Zhao Wu blinked, looked at the knife around his neck in confusion, and did not react.

"This, this, do you have something to say? Murder is a crime, you have to think clearly, the crime of killing an official is increased by one degree, and at least 300 miles away! ”

Zhao Wu broke out in a cold sweat, stiffening his body and not daring to move.

"Ding Dang!"

Ding Yuchen's face was angry, and he came up and grabbed him.

"How did I teach you? Think twice about everything, don't be rash! ”

However, Ding Dang never let go, Ding Yuchen's strength was not as good as his, and he couldn't remove the knife.

"Sister, I won't let you be a concubine."

Ding Dang said firmly, and by the way, he returned the knife to its scabbard.

The steel knife meant nothing to him, it was only used to intimidate the guy.

"Go back and tell the prefect that I, Dongfang Yuchen, don't give people a concubine."

Ding Yuchen, now called Dongfang Yuchen, she replied.

Zhao Wu was also frightened, this was the first time he had seen a monster with such skills.

That kind of speed, I'm afraid that even a folk chivalrous man is just like that.

"Yes, yes, the villain is leaving, this is leaving."

He didn't want to stay here anymore, who knows if he would be slaughtered with a knife.

As for the prefect's side, just reply truthfully, can you expect him to lose his name for this kind of thing as an errand eater of imperial grain?

The iron-clad little official who is flowing water, anyway, the prefect has been in the local area for five years, what can he do because of this little thing?

Judging the situation, he slipped away, he had seen many young people who thought they were and died strangely, but he didn't want to be planted in this way.

On the way back, he was still pondering.

"I should have noticed before, such a big house, just two sisters and brothers live, no matter how you look at it, it's a little strange, I heard that there was a fox fairy in this house before········"

Thinking of this, he turned his head and felt that the house not far away looked a little gloomy.