East Hanging Shenzhou, Daqian, Fengxi County

The moon is like a hook

The night is dark and the wind is high

In the ancestral hall of the Zhang family, it is brilliantly lit.

A young man with fair skin and a delicate face took the lead in walking out of the moon gate next to him, he was dressed in royal blue and straight yarn, and his expression was calm.

Zhang Jian looked at the solemn and solemn ancestral hall in the night, and his eyes were a little weird.

It wasn't the first time he had set foot in the holiest place in the clan.

In an instant, he waved his hand.

Boxes of treasure money were carried in by the servants in Tsing Yi one by one.

Not far away, the ancestral hall was set up by the family's temple to set up a brazier.

This temple priest is dressed in black, dressed as a Taoist priest, and looks unsmiling.

"Brother Jian, everything you need is ready!"

After a slight pause, the black-clothed Taoist frowned again and said, "Actually, Brother Jian doesn't have to be so diligent, as long as he has his mind!" ”

Zhang Jian waved his hand: "Uncle Yi, the ancestors have overcome all obstacles and the road is blue, so that we can wait for the current foundation of the Zhang family, and we should be diligent in serving the ancestors!" ”

Hearing this, the black-clothed Taoist glanced up and down, and Zhang Jian suddenly stopped talking, but there was something strange in his eyes.

But he just thinks that Zhang Jian has a strange temperament.

With a 'proud' smile on his face, Zhang Jian stepped directly over the solemn ancestral hall.

This time, it was justified, because he finally passed the township exam, and also took the title of the Five Classics.

The Five Classics Kui is not the leader of the township test.

The third to fifth place in the township test is the leader of the Five Classics, which is actually just a name, not much different from other lifters.

But people can already be officials, and they can be regarded as honoring their ancestors.

Worshipping ancestors and thanking the ancestors for their care is also the proper meaning.

Although the Zhang family has already sacrificed to their ancestors for this......

Zhang Jian looked at the solemn ancestral hall in front of him, but in his eyes it had become a huge cornucopia, and his eyes were shining, but he was still serious and quiet.

Zhang Jian is a traverser, and it can also be said that he has awakened his wisdom.

Now he is the eldest son of Zhang Yi, the patriarch of Zhangjiaao, who is young and promising, and is a famous prodigy.

The Zhang family is on the boundary of Fengxi County, and it is also a big family with a name and surname.

Since the sixth uncle Jinshi and the first, the Zhang family has gradually changed from a simple squire to a scholarly family.

As for being so enthusiastic about serving the ancestors, it was entirely because Zhang Jian found that he could get wool from these ancestors.

At this time, in the corridor on the other side, there was another woman in a white and beautiful face who looked at this scene with cold eyes, she was wearing a flying phoenix golden hairpin on her head, and when she saw the movement at the door of the ancestral hall, she was dissatisfied:

"He will please the lord, the elders of the clan!"

There were two other figures next to him, one tall and one short, one of whom was a young man in Tsing Yi, he hesitated slightly, but he still couldn't help it.

"Little lady, my mother said that this is called filial piety! Our country has always ruled the world with filial piety, and the elder brother is diligent in the incense of the ancestral hall, and respects the elders, and it is also a beautiful talk to spread it......"

Seeing that the young man in Tsing Yi became more and more righteous as he spoke, a pink-clothed female envoy next to him couldn't help but pout: "Brother Min, you crawled out of your mother's belly, how can you help outsiders!" ”

Hearing this, the young man in Tsing Yi was full of color, looking displeased, and the woman in Luo Shang scolded when she saw this: "Lu'er, you should also say this, if others hear it, do you still want your life?!" ”

Hearing this, Lu'er's pretty face turned white, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

Zhang Min wanted to speak and stopped, but he looked at Aunt Zhou's unhappy expression, and suddenly felt unhappy, he didn't like this kind of intrigue very much, and he always felt dirty.

simply confessed to Aunt Zhou and turned to leave.

Aunt Zhou's expression was not good, and her eyes were a little gloomy.

Although the Zhang family is not a family of hairpins for generations, it has been strictly cultivating children according to the standards of the hairpin family since its origins.

In this situation, even if she is unwilling to be lonely, she can't do it.

At the moment, he could only be supported by Lu'er and returned to the spring garden building on the left.

Inside the ancestral hall

Zhang Jian glanced straight ahead.

At the top is a row of blue lacquer tablets.

"Gong Zhang, the spirit of Youren!"

"Gong Zhang, the Spirit of Immortality!"

"Zhang Gong, the spiritual position of Linghui!"

……

There are also lifelike portraits of ancestors hanging on the walls, which look solemn.

It's just that there is a peculiar golden body standing in the center of the ancestral hall.

It was a female golden body.

It looks majestic and sacred.

In front of this golden body, there is also a stone mirror engraved with countless bird and beast patterns, which looks extremely simple and gray.

This is the heirloom of the Zhang family, Zhang Jian is a little strange, he once wanted to touch this thing, but was stopped by Zhang Yi, saying that it is the heirloom of the Zhang family, solemn and sacred, and cannot be desecrated.

As for this golden body, it is rumored that it is not the ancestor of the Zhang family, but the benefactor of the Zhang family, it is said that he has been kind to the Zhang family, so he set up a golden body and invited him into the ancestral hall, and the descendants of the Zhang family have been worshipping incense for generations.

Zhang Jian's eyes were extremely solemn at this time, and there was some hope in his eyes, he found very early on that sacrificing this 'ancestor' under certain conditions seemed to have a chance to get feedback.

He had already received feedback seven or eight times before, but the most precious ones were three of them, which were a spoonful of Golden Luck, a Gold Ingot of Luck, and a Gold Bead of Luck.

This luck is abnormal, but in a short period of time, he passed the government test and the township test, and once saved the life of an important person.

got the benefits, Zhang Jian originally changed from an ordinary teenager to a well-known "big filial son"!

Even in order to set up this character, he worked hard to manage the "filial son" character.

A load of cinnabar treasure money was taken out of the servant's back basket, and then divided into several piles and lit with the assistance of the ritual of the temple blessing.

Wisps of light burst from the brazier in front of them.

In Zhang Jian's gaze, countless cinnabar treasure banknotes in the brazier in front of him turned into ashes, including a cinnabar pagoda that he bought from the surrounding paper shops.

This is the Soul Tower, which is said to be a new product of the paper shop.

He also invited the virtuous old Taoist to open the light.

It can soothe the souls of the dead and avoid the suffering of the ancestors.

It's very sought-after.

Zhang Jian looked at these treasure money and the soul suppression tower into ashes with blazing eyes, and there was nothing unusual about himself, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the color of anticipation.

The seeds have been planted, and the next step is to harvest.

And this time, he successfully passed the township test and ranked among the top five classics, so there should be a surprise.

As far as he knew, every time his status changed drastically, the things he got from worshipping his ancestors would be better.

After everything was done, Zhang Yi stepped forward.

"Brother Jian'er, it's late at night, leave it to us to clean up here!"

"Uncle Yi, I'll leave it to you!"

Zhang Jian bowed slightly, he couldn't wait to go back, I believe that after he fell asleep, there should be feedback news.

Zhang Jian left in a hurry.

Midnight came, outside Zhangjiaao, at this time in the distant darkness gradually there was a fire in the mountain wind flickering, a biao men and horses raised dust, the sound of horses' hooves roared, the night was in a hurry, after a while it was close to the outside of the walled city, on the battlements, the patrol of the strong man determined the identity of a biao people and horses, and hurriedly released urgently!