Chapter 2

The hall house in the ancestral house is on the back side of the main hall, when the seventeenth year of Guangxu, the prince of my line spent a huge amount of money to build the ancestral ancestral hall of the Wei family, before that, the ranking of the ancestors of the Wei family was respected in the hall house, until the ancestral hall was completed, the hall house became a place for discussion and meeting. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Zhiguo was not qualified to participate in this kind of occasion, and he walked through the main hall alone, passed through a short and narrow corridor from the moon gate, and lifted two curtains before entering the hall. It's just that the action of lifting the curtain has not yet ended, and the person was stunned again, and the front foot that reached into the door paused for no reason. It's not that Wuxing reacts slowly, but when he walked through the corridor before, he didn't even hear a few sounds, and he thought it was just a situation of more than a dozen uncles and nephews in his own family, but he didn't expect it to be the crowded scene in front of him. When I looked up, there were more than 30 people sitting or standing looking at each other.

Some people also reacted for a while when they saw Wu Xing appear. His second uncle didn't hold his breath for a moment, and blurted out, "Why are you here?" ”

Wu Xing smiled heartlessly, and said, "You can hear your cough ten miles away, if this is in ancient times, your old man would have tuberculosis." ”

Wei Wuyan is the son of his second uncle, the same age as Wu Xing, and he covered his nose and said, "Isn't this the Northeast fragrant choking?" I said a month ago, don't let him buy Northeast incense, it's too choking, these people who work for nothing should be on the sidelines. ”

Uncle Cousin, who was sitting next to a few people, smiled: "Northeast incense is expensive, it is not easy to buy on the main market, our feng shui family pays attention to the word 'expensive', young master, you are all over Suzhou and ask, how many can buy so much Northeast incense?" ”

They talked about the incense-making process in various places one by one, and I listened noncommittally, feeling that the atmosphere was a little wrong. Only then did I find that in the overcrowded hall, the two rows of ancient wooden chairs on the left and right were full, and the juniors sat behind the elders, sitting on simple office chairs that I didn't know where to get them. The brothers of several cousins, without exception, were standing.

The family's seat arrangement is quite rigorous, and I don't often experience this kind of scene, but I also know that this kind of seemingly chaotic seating order is actually very particular about the dignity and humility of the elders and the young. And in this rigorous situation, there is no place for him.

When Wei Zehou was alive, Wu Xing actually didn't study where he should sit, because the old man had bad legs and feet, Wu Xing was half a crutch for him, either sitting next to him or standing behind him, and rarely let him mix in the crowd to find a seat. But the old man is now an old man, and the uncles who are willing to give a few thin noodles on weekdays have no reason to get used to me anymore. Obviously, I want to kill the majesty of my line at this juncture.

But I didn't think much about it. His attention was now drawn to the four chairs in the front of the hall. Four positions? It is said that his grandfather is dead, and the main seat has to be sat by his aunt and grandmother, Wei Zehou's current wife, and I have never seen four chairs in a row on the head of the house. Moreover, these four chairs are made of high-quality rosewood, and the square table in the middle of the hall is very similar in pattern and color, even if it is not a set of things, it should be matched by searching all over the world.

I thought in my heart: Since I have moved all this kind of goods out today, there must be a lot of people who come.

Just thinking about it, as soon as the curtain moved, two women walked in with their aunt and grandmother, this is Wei Zehou's continuation, Wu Xing has always called her aunt and grandma, and when she grows up, she is sensible, and she also calls her grandma in private.

My aunt and grandmother are called the master mother in the clan, and she has one of the three keys in Wei Zehou's descendant box. After all, this old lady has served by Wei Zehou's side all her life, and she has her own three-point aura even if she has a few Taoisms, and when she goes to the main seat, all the people below are silent.

Although my aunt's eyes were not very good, she immediately found Wu Xing who was standing, she squinted her eyes and leaned forward and asked, "Wu Xing?" Did your aunt sit in your chair and you have no place to sit? ”

For a while, the atmosphere in the hall was secretive, and I didn't have the heart to explore anything else, so I just said, "It's okay, you can sit down." ”

"That's not good, you are the eldest grandson of our family, I can't stand if I stand, don't open it, find a chair for me to sit next to me." The old lady made a gesture to get up, and I said politely: "You always sit, I'll just find a place to sit down." ”

"What are you talking about? Your grandfather is still lying in the ancestral building, his old thing is very angry, I will go down to see him when I go back, he has to find me to go through old accounts. You sit at your second uncle's place, that's where you should sit. ”

The old lady spoke, Wei Bukai had to get up and give up his seat, so that the third uncle, the fourth uncle and several cousins around him had to stand up and move back.

Before everyone could find out the seat, the patriarch walked in with an urn-like bronze box, followed by 6 people, Wu Xing recognized two, one is the mountain owner of Xiaoling Mountain in Heilongjiang, Hui Ah Gong, and the other is his father Wei Bushu.

Hui Ah Gong is the inheritor of the generation of the Hui family of the soul lamp, older than Wei Zehou, Wei Zehou took me to Heilongjiang once before his death, which is a village in the hinterland of the Great Xing'an Mountains, although it is a village, it is very elegantly built, like a paradise in reality. Hui Ah Gong appeared in the Wei family hall at this time, and it was clear that he was here to support the soul lamp heir, and as soon as he came in, the lamp pendant that fell in front of him immediately attracted everyone's attention, I heard that the old gentleman inherited the soul lamp since he was born in the womb, and he has been a bit of a human lamp in his life, and I have seen the soul lamp shine night and day on his chest, and he can become the soul lamp heir and can make the soul lamp light up, I am afraid that he is the only one in the world.

Wu Xing followed the crowd to get up and greet him, and then sat down again. One of the remaining three positions in front of the hall is naturally Hui Ah Gong sitting, but the position on the left hand side of Hui Ah Gong is sat by Wei Bushu, and the middle-aged man sitting on the last chair Wu Xing has never seen it, but he always feels a little familiar, and when he stared at it carefully, the curtain moved again, and Wu Xing's mother Zhang Xiaohuan walked in in front of everyone.

Of course, Zhang Xiaohuan is not the biological mother of my line, she is a "lookout woman" that Wei Zehou found for the Wei family, Zhang Xiaohuan Ming Media is marrying into the Wei family, except for not seeing her husband, all other treatment is the same as Mrs. Yan, in ancient times, some noble young masters lost their parents, and the next generation would find a woman from a small family to be a "lookout woman", but the difference between Zhang Xiaohuan is that she is not from a small family, and when she entered the door, the pomp was amazing. Therefore, although Zhang Xiaohuan's identity in the Wei family is a bit awkward, her words have always been very weighty, and to a certain extent, she and her aunt's rights are inseparable.

But to put it bluntly, this was all before Wei Zehou was alive, Zhang Xiaohuan had never entered the family tree, and it stands to reason that he is not qualified to enter the hall. Wei Bukai and Wei Mingqing looked at each other, and Wei Bukai stood up to stop: "Sister-in-law, why did you come in?" You can't come here. ”

Zhang Xiaohuan is forty years old this year, but she is very well maintained, and every time I accompany her shopping, I think they are sisters and brothers. And Zhang Xiaohuan belongs to Wang Xifeng's character, which is particularly difficult to mess with, and was stopped by Wei Bukai, his high heels spun in place for a small half circle, raised his arm and asked with a smile: "Why can't I come?" ”

Zhang Xiaohuan's seven words have been said a thousand times, between the softness of Jiangnan women and the trickiness of Beijing films, it can really be described as nine twists and eighteen bends, and Zhang Xiaohuan has a pungent personality, and he is used to fighting wits and courage with these little uncles on weekdays, outsiders sound nothing, but the three brothers of Wei Bukai hate it so much.

Wei Bukai gritted his teeth and scolded her: "Your name is not in the family tree, so you can't come to the hall." ”

Zhang Xiaohuan looked at him coldly: "Is everyone in this room on the family tree?" ”

"Except for the descendants of the Wei family tree, they are all elders and seniors invited by my father, I have something important today, let the patriarch explain the Wei family rules to you in detail another day, sister-in-law, you better go back first."

Wei Bukai held back his anger to finish a sentence, but Zhang Xiaohuan didn't care, first swept all the descendants of the Wei family with his eyes, and then turned to the four main seats behind him, and stared at Wei Bushu all of a sudden.

No one expected that Zhang Xiaohuan, who was so embarrassed, would walk towards Wei Bushu and graceful. Crisp said: "Hello, I'm my mother." ”

Wu Xing saw that Wei Bushu, who was pressed by Mount Tai, was a little cowardly for a moment. "Hello...... Hello, I'm my dad. ”

The corners of Wuxing's mouth trembled irrepressibly, thinking to himself, these two wonders have finally met, and this kind of scene can be called a spectacle.

"Daughter-in-law, have you made enough trouble? Don't look at where this is. "Auntie and grandmother have always disliked Zhang Xiaohuan, the so-called one mountain does not allow two tigers, these two tigresses have been fighting in the old Wei family for more than ten years, and it is uncomfortable to choke when they meet.

But Zhang Xiaohuan didn't hear it, and walked to the back of the last main seat to stand still, and in front of her was the middle-aged man I had never seen before.

"Little Ring!" The middle-aged man had a solemn face, looked gentle, and his voice was low, revealing an inexplicable majesty. He first scolded Zhang Xiaohuan, and then turned his gaze to his aunt. "Sister Wei made Mrs. Wei smile."

No one could understand it at this time, and the most surprised person turned out to be Wei Bushu, who almost jumped up from his position, glared at the middle-aged man and exclaimed: "Who do you say she is?" ”

The middle-aged man also didn't know why, so he asked Wei Bushu: "Don't you know that she is our Zhang family?" ”

Zhang Xiaohuan frowned and was a little cunning: "I forgot to introduce myself just now, I am Zhang Jinghe's sister, Zhang Xiaohuan." ”

Beijing's antique tycoon Zhang Jinghe? Everyone in the Wei family thought that Zhang Xiaohuan's mysterious family background was blown out by Wei Zehou, but they didn't expect her background to be so thick. Wei Bushu stumbled and sat in the chair.

Wu Xing's shock was the same as Wei Bushu's, and then looked at Zhang Xiaohuan, she was scanning everyone with a look like Wu Zetian had ascended the throne, and Zhang Jinghe, who had just been named, had already lost all his edge, and was quiet like a scholar.

Fortunately, my aunt and grandmother were not overly shocked, saying that they were lonely and unheard, and they didn't know that their daughter-in-law who had been with them for more than ten years had such a rich family, which was like a joke. Wei Bushun's twelve-year-old son, Wei Wujie, whispered in Wuxing's ear heartlessly: "Brother, you are now the second ancestor square, Zhenniu B." ”

The male voice that had not passed the voice change period was brittle, and it looked particularly abrupt and funny in the silent hall, and the corners of my mouth twitched again, but I still tried to squeeze a smile on everyone.

At this time, the patriarch had to stand up to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere, he took the descendant box and placed it on the square platform, and after a while, he said: "I think everyone knows what this is, the branch of the Wei clan Zehou Xiangong, who is on the top of the family tree, is here today, and the next thing is to ask the person in charge of the key to point out the hint." ”

Although the patriarch is also the Wei family, he is not Wei Zehou's family after all, Wei Zehou asked him to gather his children and grandchildren together before his death, just to raise his patriarch's face. In fact, he doesn't know more about the secret of the descendant box than others.

When my aunt heard this, she first untied a bronze old world key that fell around her neck. The descendant box is said to have been cast by a feng shui master in the Ming Dynasty, and everyone uses it for different purposes, but the original intention of the founders to create this thing is to hold a will. Moreover, the use of the Qimen Dunjia technique in it is amazing, and there are not many people who can use it now.

We have an instinctive curiosity about spiritual treasures, and this curiosity is even stronger than the curiosity about the contents of the will. As soon as the aunt and grandmother took out the key, everyone stared at Hui Ah Gong, thinking that he had at least another one, but he didn't expect that only his old man on the main seat did not move, Wei Bushu and Zhang Jinghe both made a gesture to take out the key.

The patriarch seemed to have known the inside story for a long time, and announced in a calm tone: "The three of them in the secret realm of the descendant box must know that the three locks are only the first layer, once opened, everything that happens next will be borne by the joint efforts of Zehou Xiangong, and everyone can have objections." ”

The three uncles of Wuxing exchanged glances, as if confirming their previous decision, and seemed to have a keen suspicion of the scene. After a short discussion, all the descendants of Wei Zehou gathered in front of Fangtai, and the patriarch was actually a little uncontrollable, he didn't know if these people would rush up to grab it as soon as the box was opened.

But he was also an outsider after all, so he took a deep breath and said sharply: "Unlock the lock." ”

I saw that the three people who took the key pushed the key into the lock hole with different running tracks, and unlocked their own locks with different rotation angles and times.

Not to mention these juniors, even if Wei Bukai and the three brothers are eye-opening. I didn't expect the key to be secondary, mainly how to push the trajectory of the running key in the lock hole. If it is not the unpacking person personally instructed by the owner of the box, the stuffing will be exposed at the first step.

The three of them each operated for two minutes, only to hear a "click", the lid of the lockbox popped up, everyone watched intently, frightened by this sudden change and dodged backwards, and I also saw his fourth uncle instinctively make a defensive posture.

Wu Xing wanted to laugh but didn't laugh, he instinctively felt that this box would not be so simple, he looked at everyone's faces, walked to Wei Bushu's side softly, and asked in a low voice, "This is open?" ”

"This is just the beginning, go deeper." Wei Bushu's voice was not small, but the others had already paid attention to the box, and a letter peeked out from under the lid, and everyone's faces were full of joy.