On April 17, it is advisable to break ground and break ground, and avoid marrying.

Mr. Yin and Yang invited by the Jia family specially gave the day to choose.

There is no way, breaking ground is a big deal, no matter how anxious Jia Liu is to dig the tomb of the grandfather, he has to make enough of the image of a good saint grandson on the surface.

So I waited for three days, just for this good day to come.

In the past three days, Grandpa Jia San, who came to Beijing, has spent a lot of money, and Sima Zhuang is like a New Year, and he has a big fish and meat.

After three days of hard work, the pigs, sheep, chickens, and ducks within a radius of ten miles were all eaten.

That is, Grandpa Jia San is on the list of the richest people in the Qing Dynasty, and if he changes to Grandpa Daquan, I am afraid that he will pack his baggage and climb the train back to Beijing overnight.

In fact, it should be better for the Jia family, because these Jia clan relatives have never received any benefits from Jia Hanfu before, and now the ancestor of Han Fu has a potential obstacle, and the Jia family will be beheaded as accomplices one day.

Thinking of this, it is necessary for Jia Liu to let the family follow suit.

Not to mention arranging work or anything, at least during the time I was in my hometown, I had to take care of the oil and water.

Finally, the good days have arrived.

Early in the morning, the monk who Youzhen found came over in a donkey cart.

Very professional, after getting out of the car and eating the main family's meal, the eighteen monks took all kinds of magic tools to the Jia family cemetery, ready to start.

This is a ritual, a necessary procedure.

Without this procedure, even Jia Liu is a little uncomfortable.

It's just that what Jia Liu didn't expect was that his grandson Youzhen actually got a robe and mixed it in the monks' crowd, singing in his mouth, and knocking on the wooden fish in his hand.

Another white-bearded grandson told the third grandfather that although Youzhen's main business on weekdays is to weave hemp shoes and hemp ropes, he occasionally makes a cameo appearance as a monk and Taoist. Even those masters are also temporary tricks run by nearby villagers.

Hearing this, Jia Liu was in awe.

It's hard to make money.

But what the masters were reading, Jia Liu couldn't understand a word, so he felt quite rhythmic, and from time to time he knocked on the bowl "trumpet", and roared collectively, similar to a death rock band.

As a descendant of the ancestor of Han Fu, before the end of the ceremony, Jia Liu needed to kneel in front of the broken tombstone and howl twice from time to time.

That's as it should be.

The ancestral tomb was dug up in the people's homes, and even in the emperor's house, it was also an earth-shattering event.

When Chongzhen heard that Zhang Xianzhong had dug up his ancestral grave, didn't he also cry in tears in the main hall, saying that his grandson was not filial.

In order not to repeat Chongzhen's mistakes, Jia Liu personally picked up the old lady's grave, which is also a manifestation of great filial piety.

Ordinary people with slightly lower IQs can't understand the pattern.

Finally, the mages made a neat sound of "Amitabha", and the sound of the wooden fish also stopped abruptly.

Youzhen, who disguised herself as a monk, reminded the third grandfather in a low voice to burn some paper money for the ancestor of Hanfu.

Burn, Jia Liu has money, and with a gesture, a group of soldiers brought dozens of bundles of paper money bought from the county and remitted it to the ancestor of Hanfu on the spot.

Jia Liu took the lead in setting the fire, and suddenly the flames soared into the sky, and paper ashes flew all over the sky.

I had to say hello to Lao Li and open an account for the old lady in the bank, so that the great-grandson would not be able to return to his hometown in the future, so he would directly send money to the old lady on the account.

Convenient very.

"Third grandfather, you can move the ground!"

"Okay."

Jia Liu asked Youzhen to take the monks to receive their salaries, including his own.

After waiting for them to leave, he picked up the prepared shovels, looked at the soldiers who were already gearing up, and waved his hand: "Dig!" ”

"Huh!"

Fifteen of Sauron's own soldiers responded in unison, and rushed forward to pick up the graves, and the bricks to move the bricks...

As the soil flies, the grave of the ancestor of the Han Dynasty is like a cartoon, and it shrinks one by one.

Jia Liu sat on the small horse, because the sun was a little poisonous today, and he was afraid of tanning, so he specially wore a cool hat.

Idle is also idle, looked around at the graves of other people in the Jia family, especially his own grandfather Jia Zuwang, looked around the grave, and finally shook his head.

What the idea, outsiders have no way of knowing.

When the bolt pillar returned, the mound of the ancestral tomb of Hanfu had been dug up and was about to enter the underground construction process.

It is certain that the coffin of the ancestor of Hanfu was definitely not damaged by lightning strikes, because the excavated soil remained original and did not have any electric barbecue effect.

"Young master, do you think this Wang Baxing is okay?"

Yang Zhi sneakily glanced around, and after making sure that no outsiders were present, he opened a net bag.

Inside is an old Wang Ba weighing four pounds.

The young master specially ordered to buy it.

The reason is that the young master feels that the only way to break feudal superstition is feudal superstition.

If this kind of rumor that does not match the facts is allowed to spread, and one day it will reach Qianlong's ears, it will be a heavy blow to Jia Liu's political life.

When the old man gets older, he can be superstitious.

Therefore, it is necessary to create another superstition to break the existing superstition.

Originally, Jia Liu wanted to get a snake or something in the ancestral tomb, so he felt taller.

The real dragon crossed the catastrophe and attracted thunder, what a grade.

However, the bolt pillar reminded the ancestral tomb that there was a real dragon, and he would let the young master go to the guillotine in advance, so he put only the thousand-year-old king eight instead.

Wang Ba's thing has nothing to do with the real dragon at all.

The four divine beasts, the dragon, the phoenix, the unicorn, and the spirit turtle.

The lone spirit turtle has nothing to do with imperial power, in addition to symbolizing longevity, it is also regarded as auspicious.

"Shangshu Zhonghou" contains: Yao Shi once sank to the god of Luoshui, there is a turtle to carry the book of heaven and come out, and the back armor has red stripes and vermilion characters, saying that the world's virtue and fortune change.

In this way, it is a bad thing that the ancestral tomb of the Jia family was struck by lightning, but there is a thousand-year-old spirit turtle in the tomb, which is a good thing, and it is not a taboo.

If you don't remedy it in this way, if Lord Jia Jia wants to usurp it in the future, as soon as the people in the court discuss it, Lord Jia Jia's ancestral tomb has been struck by lightning, it will not be a matter of losing face for Lord Jia Jia, but a major matter related to the society of the country.

"How much did you buy it?"

Jia Liu picked up one of Lao Wangba's feet, which was quite heavy.

Yang Zhi said that it took more than 200 words.

"Well, so be it."

Throwing Lao Wang Ba into the bag, Jia Liu picked up the shovel and began to do it himself.

Symbolically planed three times.

Half an hour later, the soldiers finally dug up the coffin.

Jia Liuyi was excited, and hurriedly came over to check, but saw two coffins below.

One bite is the old lady's, and the other is the old lady's.

A typical husband and wife burial pit.

"Be careful, don't break the jars and jars, be careful, and see if there is any gold or silver..."

Jia Liu squatted on the edge of the pit and personally commanded the archaeology of his own soldiers.

The old lady's tomb is also a hundred-year-old tomb, no matter how honest it is, there will be some Ming Dynasty objects, even if it is worthless, Jia Liu can leave it to his children and grandchildren to sell.

The first to be unearthed was the old lady's epitaph, and the good grandson asked someone to lift it aside without looking at it.

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