Coming out of the room, the cool morning breeze blows on the face, which makes people feel refreshed.

Now that it is the cold winter season, Han Chen is still only a set of white shirts, but he doesn't feel cold, walking in the corridor, looking at the different decorations around him, Han Chen sighed in his heart.

Today is the day of the New Year, as early as a few days ago, the maids and servants of the family have been busy, first cleaning the huge Han house inside and out, and then putting up lights everywhere.

As far as the eye can see, you can see red lanterns hanging high everywhere, and even the corridors are covered with red brocade. It looks festive.

Although it was already dawn at this time, they could still be seen walking through the corridors, courtyards, and gardens with all kinds of decorative items, and from time to time you could hear the shouts of the maids and servants as they were busy with their work, and the laughter containing joy.

Although those maids and servants were busy working everywhere, their faces were full of happy smiles.

Han Chen, who was walking slowly, couldn't help but be infected by this joyful atmosphere, and unconsciously his mind was relieved, and a lazy smile appeared on his face, feeling this rare joy.

In the morning, everyone in the family needs to go to the family ancestral hall to worship their ancestors. Therefore, the competition for the place of the Sword Pavilion was arranged for the afternoon.

Han Chen walked slowly in the corridor.

After a while, Han Chen came to a courtyard.

In front of the courtyard was guarded by four family disciples. Several people breathed slowly and slowly, and there was an occasional glint in their eyes, and they were obviously all people with good strength.

"I've seen the second young master!" Seeing Han Chen slowly walking towards him, several people bowed and saluted, then opened the courtyard door, and then let go to both sides.

Han Chen nodded lightly at the four of them and slowly walked in.

Entering the courtyard, Han Chen suddenly felt that an empty and quiet aura was enveloping him.

It is a stark contrast to the lively, festive atmosphere outside.

Han Chen stopped at the entrance of the courtyard, his gaze slowly swept around the courtyard, and he looked at it slightly.

It was found that except for some clansmen who needed to take care of the family business and could not do without themselves, most of the rest of the family, whether they were clan disciples or collateral disciples, had almost all been present.

At this time, they were scattered in groups, most of them sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing their eyes and recuperating, and rarely speaking.

Occasionally, when a few people want to talk, they also whisper to their ears, not daring to make the slightest noise.

And Han Chen's arrival was only noticed by a few people.

Under a tree at the edge of the courtyard, Han Xuan and the others, who were sitting cross-legged, opened their eyes and bowed slightly at Han Chen. Han Chen also nodded lightly. A few people immediately closed their eyes again and closed their eyes to recuperate.

On the other side, Han Yu just glanced at Han Chen coldly, and then he also closed his eyes and closed his eyes.

Han Chen was not surprised by Han Yu's indifferent performance, smiled indifferently, and didn't pay much attention to it.

His eyes shifted and landed on the attic of this secluded place not far in front of him, revealing a rich and simple atmosphere.

The colors of the attic are not bright. There is no fine relief or ornamentation either. The blue tiles, the white marble columns, and the square bluestone slabs are paved on the ground. Everything seems so plain.

The pitch-black door is covered with bronze nails, which adds a solemnity and heaviness to the quaint atmosphere revealed by this attic.

Han Chen looked up at the plaque hanging high on the porch, and what caught his eye were four magnificent characters.

"Han Ancestral Hall".

And just as Han Chen was about to continue looking, he suddenly felt that his sleeve was being gently pulled.

When I turned my head, a beautiful and delicate little face came into view, it was Han Ling'er. At this time, Han Ling'er was looking at Han Chen with a smile.

Han Ling'er is still wearing a lilac dress today, the cool breeze is blowing, and the ribbon around her waist is fluttering, which looks so smart and elegant

Han Chen smiled slightly, and then took Han Ling'er's little hand and found a shady place for a big tree at the edge of the courtyard to sit down. Although there is an occasional cool breeze, with the strength of the two of them, they don't care about this coolness at all, but feel cool and comfortable.

"Has Ling'er been here for a long time?" Han Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, leaning against the big tree behind him, his face showing a hint of comfort.

"We have been here a long time ago, how can we be as comfortable as Brother Han Chen, and we haven't been swaying around until now!" Han Ling'er glanced at Han Bing, and said with a slight curl of her mouth.

"Ahem, something is delayed!" Han Chen coughed slightly in embarrassment.

Han Ling'er wasn't really angry, her eyes swept over Han Chen's body, a smile flashed in her eyes, and she said with a smile: "Brother Han Chen has reached the peak of the eight stars?"

Hearing this, Han Chen glanced at the beautiful girl beside him, his heart was full of helplessness, with this girl, it seemed that he couldn't hide anything, and he could see himself through with just one glance. It's an uncomfortable feeling.

Han Chen rolled his eyes and said, "Don't say it, you can't let me show off a little!"

"But, is Brother Han Chen a person who likes to show off?" Han Ling'er looked at Han Chen innocently.

Hearing this, Han Chen froze slightly, shook his head lightly, and smiled bitterly, if there is anyone in the entire family who knows him best, it is estimated that even Han Tian can't compare to this girl.

Han Chen was about to laugh at Han Ling'er for a few words, when a few people suddenly walked in from the gate of the courtyard.

Looking up, a middle-aged man and four old men with withered faces slowly walked in. It was Han Tian and the four elders.

As the five people entered the courtyard, those in the courtyard who were closing their eyes and recuperating also opened their eyes one after another, and their eyes fell on the five people.

Han Tian, who was walking in front, walked calmly, and his calm face was not angry.

Today, Han Tian was wearing a dark purple robe, and the sun was shining, revealing wisps of golden patterns from his chest and waist, looking mysterious and extraordinary. He wears a dark purple belt with a piece of black jade inlaid in the center. The slightest dignity revealed in its majesty is shocking.

And the four elders behind him are all black and gold-rimmed robes, and there is also a black belt around their waists, probably because today's day is very important, even the four of them usually have slightly rickety backs at this time, they are also very straight, and the four of them walk together, looking extremely solemn, and the momentum is no less than that of Han Tian who walked in front.

The five of them strode to the door of the 'Han Clan Ancestral Hall', stopped and stopped, and the four elders behind them separated the two sides, stepped forward quickly, and pressed the door with their hands.

The "creak" closed door was slowly opened by the four of them.

As early as when the five people entered the courtyard, people came to the open space in front of the 'ancestral hall' one after another. Gathered together, Qi Qi set his eyes on the five Han Tian people in front of the 'ancestral hall'.

Han Chen and Han Ling'er also got up and slowly came to the back of the crowd.

Looking at the dense and black back of the head in front of him, Han Chen estimated that there were at least more than eight hundred people here.

"Ancestor worship begins, recite the sacrificial text!" Fifth Elder Han Zhen said loudly as he stood on the stairs.

Immediately, I saw the second elder Han Lei stepping forward and coming to the steps in front of the door, his eyes slightly scanning the people below, and as Han Lei's gaze came, everyone showed a look of awe and listened respectfully.

Seeing this scene, Second Elder Han Lei gently bowed his head in satisfaction, took out a gray scroll from his bosom, opened it, and began to recite the sacrifice slowly.

The meaning of the memorial is probably to look back on the history of the family, the glory days of the family, and the most outstanding ancestors of the family.

The sacrificial text was slowly recited in the old but rich voice of the second elder, and everyone below listened attentively. Gradually, everyone's eyes showed a look of remembrance. It is a remembrance of the family history, a remembrance of the ancestors

At this time, even Han Chen was infected and listened respectfully.

About half an hour later. As the second elder's voice fell, everyone's eyes gradually cleared up, and they came back to their senses from their remembrance.

"The people of the Han family stepped forward to bow down and worship their ancestors!" As the second elder retreated, the fifth elder stepped forward again and said in a loud voice.

Immediately, I saw five people walking out of the crowd at the front, bowing slightly, shaking their hands, and slowly stepping forward, with extremely respectful expressions.

Step up the steps, because the ancestral hall is the resting place of all ancestors, and only the head of the family is eligible to enter it. So the five of them knelt down on their knees in front of the ancestral hall and began to worship their ancestors.

Of course, Han Chen was no exception to kowtow to the ancestors and bow down, but Han Chen felt that he should take it for granted, after all, he was now a descendant of the Han family, so he was also very respectful.

When everyone kneels down to worship their ancestors. Only then did the four elders begin to kneel down in front of the ancestral hall, bowing and kowtowing to their ancestors with great respect.

Then Han Tian, who is the head of the family, will perform the worship, and when the worship is over.

Han Tian respectfully entered the ancestral hall and lit incense for the ancestors one by one.

Then, Han Tian bowed down and slowly retreated, and announced loudly: "After worshipping the ancestors, you should retreat!"

Hearing this, everyone bowed to the attic again and responded in unison.

"Yes!"

At this point, the ancestor worship ends.