The outermost rite has passed.

Jia Lian and Sister Feng passed through the Yimen, and the rest of the men and women entered through the corner doors on both sides.

Go to the south hall and make another sacrifice.

After passing through the inner ritual gate, when I arrived at the Rongxi Hall, I also sacrificed once, which was regarded as the end of the ceremony on the side of the Rongfu.

After that, they had to go to the Jia family ancestral hall on the side of Ningfu to worship once, and everyone went to rest first.

Second Master Lian earned back the title of Duke of the Ancestral Kingdom, how could such a major event not open the ancestral hall to comfort the ancestors?

Wait until the sacrifice is completed in the ancestral hall over there, and each room can have a serious Yuan Festival.

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Jia Lian was free and went to visit Jia's mother's yard, but he didn't wake up, so he had to shake his head and exit the inner room.

Since the death of Jia Jing, the eldest lord of Ningfu, many people have passed away in Jia Menli in recent years, and Jia Lian also heard that Aunt Lin fell ill in his early years, and now he has been sick for months, and he doesn't know if he can stand it.

Many people came to visit Jia's mother and stayed in the outer hall.

Seeing Jia Lian come out, You Shi of Ning Guofu found an opportunity, sighed and wiped his tears, and said, "The fault is all to our descendants below, and the ancestor is angry to this point. Fortunately, Grandpa Guo first invited a doctor to calm the gods for diagnosis and treatment, and now that he has swept away the decadent atmosphere of the family, the ancestor must be getting better day by day."

At the moment, everyone in the outer hall said yes.

Jia Lian didn't think about how to face You's sister-in-law, so he just nodded with a few words.

Just seeing that she was there, she reminded Jia Lian, and asked in the hall, "I don't know, who is the position of the patriarch passed to now?"

Jia Lian's words were not kind.

The previous patriarch was Jia Zhen, and the court was very fast, and it had been determined that this person was Xu Shi's identity as a rebel party, and he belonged to the guilty ministers, and he would send it to the palace newspaper tomorrow, so it stands to reason that the patriarch of his department is uncountable.

Jia Rong from Dongfu was sitting in the distance eating hot tea, and when he suddenly heard this, he hurriedly got up and came over, knelt in the hall and said, "If you return to the country, when you return to Beijing, the elders of the clan said that your nephew should take the responsibility, but the nephew is thinking that in the end, I am young and my virtue is not enough, so it is better to let Grandpa Guo or Zhengye be the patriarch, which is good for all families."

Hearing about himself, Jia Zheng hurriedly got up, shook his head in the hall and refused, "How can this be done?"

Jia Lian said: "What I said is that I don't have that emptiness, and I am far away from your old lady after all, and there is no reason to lead the patriarch."

"It's—"

Jia Rong was silent for a while, and for a while she didn't understand what Jia Lian meant, she only quietly looked at the second master, Jia Zheng, and her prayer was overflowing.

After Jia Zhen's death, there was no explanation for the hereditary position in Ning Guofu.

Mother Jia's side of the house is not a place to talk about things and disturb it, and everyone is on the stomach at the moment, so they will come over to Rongxi Hall.

On the way, Jia Zheng listened to Jia Rong's pleading, chased after Jia Lian and asked, "The hereditary lineage of the two mansions has not been settled for a long time these days, and now the grandfather of the country naturally needs to say this, I don't know what the East Mansion is?"

"Since it's a private place, the second master won't come to this country, and he doesn't like what he says."

Jia Lian shook his head, and then sneered: "Don't hide it from the second master, I have already asked for the will of the Dongfu to attack the seal, but I can't give it to his family, I won't give it, and they won't come to the court."

After speaking, Jia Lian shook his hand and left.

In the Rongxi Hall, it is the lanterns that are colorful, so it is not bright, and there are people from the eight houses in Beijing gathering, so it is not lively.

Seeing Jia Lian coming over again, the old and young people in this clan came to greet him one after another, talking nonsense, and couldn't wait to carry people directly to the ancestral hall next.

There is another grandfather in the clan, and the momentum is bigger than the previous one, and everyone will really have a good life in the future.

At this time, Jia Baoyu and Jia Huan listened to Mrs. Wang's instructions and came to Jia Lian's side to spread the word: "Grandpa Youguo, the East Cross Courtyard is cleaned up, and the one who has been invited to move in to raise the fetus first. The main hall is also set up here, and the wife said that she should ask Grandpa Guo to go inside to see if it is satisfactory."

Jia Lian hadn't thought of it yet

Rongxi Hall's stubble, the current figure paused, and I secretly thought in my heart that this is probably the meaning of the word "original source" on the holy decree?

The good is like water, and water is good at benefiting all things without fighting.

The husband is indisputable, and the world cannot compete with it.

This is the words of King Shui Rong of Beijing who persuaded Jia Lian to go out of the imperial court to be a big official.

Dafang's heart and mind for a lifetime of Rongxi Hall, so easily sent to Jia Lian's name, the news of being named Rongguo Gong only a day out, the second room moved out neatly.

Now that the old man is not soluble, and Jia Lian has finally succeeded, the world can no longer compete with him.

Jia Lian nodded to Jia Baoyu and the others first, then shook his head again, put away the complicated thoughts of the moment, and just walked out.

Jia Baoyu and Jia Huan saw that Jia Lian was not in a hurry to see his future residence, turned around and walked out, and went down to the big road facing the gate, and they also followed.

Seeing this, the old and young of the eighth room of the Jia family set off together, and wanted to invite Jia Lian to get on the sedan chair and go to the ancestral hall of Dongfu.

Everyone crossed the rockery and came out of the hall, Jia Rong and Jia Qiang from the Ning Mansion in the Luding Ear Room on the side flashed out and knocked down decisively at the bottom of the steps.

Jia Rong said in a trembling voice: "Seeing that the ancestral hall sacrifice is imminent, if the name is not right, the words are not good, and the nephew is not virtuous enough, I am willing to recommend Jia Qiang as the patriarch, what does Grandpa Guo think?"

Jia Dairu and Jia Daixiu, the oldest in the field, were about to speak with crutches, but they heard Jia Lian already speak out and spit out the word "good".

The two of them couldn't help but pluck their heads and smile with satisfaction: "The rules should indeed have been established earlier, so as not to blame the ancestors."

The rest of the tribe said yes again and again.

When Jia Lian heard this, he made a move behind him, and Zhao Tianliang, the internal historian, came with a holy decree in his hand and presented it to him.

Jia Lian opened it and read: "Fengtian carries the emperor, and the edict says: The gate of the Ningfu Dynasty, although Jia Zhen is attached to the front, but he remembers the blue wisps of the ancestral road, and his great contribution to the country, plus Jia Jingji's virtue and good deeds, praying for the country for many years, so he has a special grace to attack the generation, and Jia Qiang, the descendant of the Ningguo Mansion, will attack the lord, and will not descend to his rank, and attack the general of the three products Xuanlie. Jia Zhen's crime is no longer implicated, and his wife You Shi has retained her fate, and in the Xianning Mansion, there is no suspicion of guilt, so I admire it."

Jia Qiang was overjoyed when she heard this, and kowtowed again and again: "Weichen Jia Qiang leads the order!" Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Grandpa!"

Jia Lian read the will and handed it to Jia Qiang, looked at Jia Rong, who was trembling, and frowned slightly.

Originally, because Jia Zhen and Qin Keqing didn't like Jia Rong, they specially asked the emperor for this will, and gave Jia Qiang another favor. But at this time, there is no pleasure of revenge, which is also strange.

Could it be that it has been done too much and lost its human touch?

Jia Lian pondered secretly for a while,

has helped Ning Fu En for a generation, and Jia Rong has also been stained, and he can still be a rich idler, better than others to find more, how can it be regarded as ruthless?

As soon as he thought of this, Jia Lian had a proper heart, and said to Jia Qiang and Jia Rong: "After the will is preached, there will be words to each family. It's the two of you first, don't think that no one is talking to me, and when you go to put the money in the future, you will give me all the details!"

After speaking, Jia Lian walked out.

Now the Jia family is in charge of his own house, the eight people in Beijing, the twelve people in Jinling, and those who are connected to the sect in the south and the north, one is counted as one, but if there are those who are impatient, they will have to rectify it sooner or later.

Jia Qiang was originally holding the holy decree with a smile, but when she suddenly heard such words, her heart suddenly tightened, and she hurriedly helped Jia Rong up and followed outside.

Fu Wei is still feasting, and the sacrifice has been completed.

Shangyuan Festival lantern festival, east wind night flowers and thousands of trees.