Family Tree
In the spring of the year of Jiaxu, the Liu family's Nanchong main temple decided to worship the ancestors in the main temple this year. All the descendants of Zhong Er Gong, no matter where they lived, had to come to participate. Each branch temple should have a team to worship the ancestors, and they had to bring a certain amount of funeral offerings.
There were thousands of descendants of the Liu family who lived in the Upper and Lower Lotus Pond. Their ancestral hall was built at the foot of Maotian Mountain. It was called the Man Gong Ancestral Hall, which was a branch of the Nan Chong Ancestral Hall. After receiving the notice from the main shrine, the patriarch of the Manchurian ancestral hall held a meeting. The elders of the various passes discussed and agreed on a group list. Then, Mr. Shaolong of Po Pass was appointed as the leader to participate in the public sacrifice activities of the main shrine. The funeral offerings were also shared according to the number of people.
On the morning before the Qingming Festival, the team set off to worship the ancestors. The drizzle floated in the sky, sticking to the clothes and hats of pedestrians and their eyes. The main road to Dongxiang was still a glutinous rice road, without chewing mud.
Mister Rain said," There is a poem by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily. The pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. May I ask where the tavern is? The shepherd boy points to Apricot Blossom Village. Why did it always rain during the Qingming Festival? The grave-sweepers were originally in a heavy mood, but now that it rained, it became even heavier.”
Qi Fa said," Oh, in the rain, don't think that you're amazing just because you read a few sentences. You open your mouth to read Tang poetry, but you keep talking about smelly sh * t. The moment you speak, Confucius goes to the thatched cottage.”
Mister Rain said," Uncle Qifa, you haven't read much. Of course, you say that reading is bad. Do you know how to say things like 'It's raining heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls'? You only know how to say,'It's raining again during Qingming Festival, and my soul is broken.' Such words are what Barbarian would say. There's no poetry in them.”
Qi Fa said," This world needs barbarians like me more. Without barbarians, what do you scholars eat?”
Mr. Shaolong interjected,"There are many poems about the Qingming Festival in the Tang and Song Dynasties. I like the Song Dynasty poet Gao Zhu's poem,'There are many graves in the mountains of the north and south. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, tears and blood dyed into red cuckoos. At sunset, the fox sleeps on the grave; At night, the children return to the lamp and laugh. Life must be drunk when there is wine, a drop has never been to the underworld.'Look at how carefree this life is."
Mister Rain said,"I also like Liu Changqing's poem 'After the scenery is clear, the clouds look down on the front. The flowers are like the old days, and the new smoke comes out of the ten thousand wells. There is no open space in the grass, and the river flows into the distant sky. Where is Chang 'an, pointing to the sunset.'Liu Changqing was the Great Wall of Five Words. Look at how perfect the antithesis of this poem is.”
"Mr. Shaolong, what do you think you should call me?"”
Mr. Shaolong said,"May I know the name of your sect?""My sect name is Mo Dao, born in Wuzi.”"In that case, according to the name of the sect, you are my great-ancestor. According to your age, you are two years younger than me. Then tell me, how should I address you?”
Qi Fa said,"As the saying goes, young uncles and nephews are like brothers. I'll just call you brother or sir." As for you, just call me little brother or little brother.”
Mister Shaolong said," We're from the same clan, so we naturally can't break the rules. Since you're my great-ancestor, I naturally have to call you Young Father, or Young Father. However, it would not be a good thing if you called it that, because from the genealogy, it only meant that the family did not send people.”
He said,"I am not big, I am not big." Everyone, listen, Mister Shaolong called me Young Father according to seniority, and I became Young Father, yo!”
The passers-by all laughed. They all said that Qi Fa was shameless, daring to ask Mister Shaolong to call him Young Father.
Just like that, they chatted and laughed as they walked to the main ancestral hall. The rain stopped and the spring breeze blew against their faces. It was very warm. They ate and stayed in the main ancestral hall for a night without talking.
The ancestral worship event on Qingming Festival was very grand. There were thousands of people participating in the event. Each ancestral hall had a representative team to participate, and the rest were the descendants of the local Liu family in Nanchong. They first paid their respects to their ancestors in the main ancestral hall, then went to the graves of the Earth Gate's Second Duke, Second Duke, and Fourth Duke. After returning to Nanchong, each branch held a ceremony to pay their respects to their branch ancestors. The branch ancestor of the Man Gong Ancestral Hall was Xin Jiugong. At night, the main hall discussed matters. Firstly, it was to unify the factions and determine the name of the faction. The other was to decide to study the genealogy at the Quanzong Temple next year.
After Mr. Shaolong and the others returned, they held a meeting in the ancestral hall to discuss the matter of the Manchu ancestral hall's revision of the score. The patriarch publicly recommended Mr. Shaolong to take on the important task of revising the score. He said,"Mr. Shaolong is the most knowledgeable person in my entire Lotus Pond. His family background is good, and his late father was also the host of my genealogy. What was even rarer was that Mr. Shaolong was loyal to justice and had the spirit of sacrifice. Ink, ability, and a spirit of sacrifice. These are the conditions for Mr. Shaolong to take on this task. No one is more suitable than him. I recommend him to be a major and also the chief writer.”
The elders of each pass unanimously agreed with the patriarch's proposal, and then the elders of each pass appointed their own assistants and toll collectors. The compilation of the genealogy involved the life and death of the people, marriage and funeral, the grace and praise of famous people, as well as the sacrifice and donation of the ancestral hall, etc. The council had discussed the first draft of these matters.
The assistants of Maple Ridge were Mr. Rain and Sui Chu, and the toll collector was Enlightenment.
Mister Rain and Sui Chu were both in their twenties. They were very happy after receiving the mission and immediately took action.
Sui Chu was in charge of the people who went down the mountain. He first went to Mei Shang's house to record the people. Mei Shang said,"Sui Chu, aren't you humiliating me? Don't you know that I'm alone?"”
Sui Chu said,"Why are you alone? Isn't the Kun Zhen you raised a human?"”
Mei Shang said," Ah, right, right, our family still has a Kun Zhen. He's already seventeen years old and is about to get married. Are you waiting for him to get a wife and have children before coming to fix the score?”
Sui Chu said," Uncle, you must be joking. Every household has such a request. Can this score be repaired?"”
After recording Mei Shang's family, Sui Chu went to Yue Xing's house.
Yue Xing said,"Sui Chu's nephew, do you think this Xiudun Yazi in our house is up to standard?"”
Sui Chu said," People should be on the list. He is Liu Zi and Liu Sun. How can he not be on the list?”
Yue Xing said," Look at how pitiful my Xiudun Yazi is. He has a harelip and is very powerful. I don't know which of our ancestors harmed him. Look at me, I'm also very handsome. His mother is also very beautiful. This child not only has a harelip but also has a fierce face. It's scary."”
Sui Chu said,"The people are on the list, and there are no portraits. What does it have to do with being handsome or ugly?"”
"That's good, that's good," Yue Xing said."Then can he be exempted from the manpower fee?"”
Sui Chu said,"I don't care about the fees. I can't decide." As far as I know, I'm afraid it won't be as you wish.”
Thinking about it, Sui Chu found it funny. There were really hundreds of people. With this thought in mind, he arrived at Fuqing's house. The Fuqing couple had both died two years ago, and his five sons were divided into four families. When Mei Mo saw Sui Chu, he said,"Nephew Sui Chu, my family members are all not up to standard. I'm referring to the few small families under our Fuqing master's knee.”
Sui Chu stared at him and said,"Why? Did I offend you and you think I'm too slow?"”
" No, no," Mei Mo said." We're minding our own business. How can we offend each other?"”
Sui Chu said,"Then why are you here? Aren't you Liu Zi and Liu Sun?"”
"Nephew, what are you talking about? Why aren't we Liu's children and grandchildren?" Mei Mo asked. Don't we have to pay for this? We're all so poor. How can we have the money to do this?”
Sui Chu said," When the ancestors split the family, they were all equally divided. Why don't you know how to do more? Don't you know how to live frugally? Don't you know how to stop playing Pai Gow?!" Besides, there was no need to differentiate the rich and the poor in the ranking system. This was an obligation and responsibility. It was part of one's duty. If your family did not enter the ranking system, then you would not be Liu Zi or Liu Sun.”
Mei Mo said," I won't talk about it. Why are you so long-winded?"”
Sui Chu said,"Alright, do as you please. Someone will treat you in the future."”
Mr. Rain had encountered the same problem as Sui Chu. He first went to Rong Fa's house to register the population. Rong Fa said,"What's there to talk about in a family like ours? We have a daughter but no children.”
Rong Fa's wife, Peng Yiran, scolded him,""Are you chewing on maggots? Meiyu isn't a baby. He's already twenty years old, and we're about to have grandchildren.”
Rong Fa said," This baby is someone else's baby. He's a raised baby. Moreover, he's a flying centipede. You can't see a shadow of him all day long. Who knows if it's a blessing or a curse?"”
"This is your life, you're a dog's life, don't blame others."”
Mr. Rain came to Xi Gui's house, Xi Gui said,"Little brother in the rain, look at my family. Everything is good except for the lack of children, the early death of my parents, and the lack of uncles. He married a woman named Xu who was infertile, and married a beggar named Shen who could only give birth to one this year. How about this, I'll give you two more baskets of grain, and you help me write two more babies on the score.”
Mister Rain said,"This won't do. I can't make something out of nothing. I can only record it."”
Xigui said,"You scholars are so long-winded. It's not tiring to write a few more words." Why don't I give you two baskets of grain too?”
Mr. Rain came to Renqin's house. Renqin said,""What's there to talk about? Our family doesn't talk about it.”
Mister Rain said,"Brother Renqin is a reasonable person. Why are you so stupid?"”
Ren Qin said,"Look at our family. We have no children, no daughters, and only two lonely old people."”
Mister Rain said," There are many examples like yours in our family tree. They are all on the tree. They can understand it, so why can't you?”
Ren Qin said,"Brother in the rain, please spare me. It's too boring."”
Mister Rain came to Yao Shan's house. Yao Shan said,""Brother Yuzhong, look at me, I'm limping. I'm ugly. Besides, I'm alone. It's not too much to have me on the family tree, and it's not too little to have me on the family tree.”
Mister Rain said,"It's not a competition of beauty and ugliness. What does it matter if you're lame or not?" You're only 21 years old now, and you're sure that you won't be able to get married and that you won't have any descendants in the future?”
Yao Shan said,"That's true. The problem is that I don't have the money to pay for the manpower. Can you lend me some?"”
Mister Rain said,"It doesn't cost money. Each person has ten catties of rice."”
During the discussion in the ancestral hall, the assistants of each level told the situation and surprisingly, it was the same. Even the poorest families and those without descendants could not be counted. The clan then made a resolution that all descendants of the Liu family must be on the list, and no one should be left out. Whoever insisted that his family was not on the list would be expelled from his residence, and his property and land would be confiscated and filled into the ancestral hall. No house in the ancestral hall could take him in.
During this meeting, they had also cleared out the names of the people who enjoyed the honor of each pass, and decided who should write the eulogy, who should write the biography, and who should write it.
When Mister Rain returned home, he called Second Brother and Third Brother together to discuss. He said,"The clan has decided that our parents can write a biography. They unanimously agree that our master has been a handsome and elegant person in the village all his life, and our mother has been a lotus pond all her life.”
Wan Ren and Li Ren were very happy to hear that. Wan Ren said,""This is a good thing. Little brother, hurry up and write it. Read it to us when you're done so that we can take some advice.”
Li Ren said,"This is not very good. If I write it, it will be boastful." How about this, little brother, you go and ask Mr. Zhihong to write an article. His writing style is good, we will be satisfied.”
"That's what I want," said the rain."I think so too."”
He left immediately. In just six hours, he had walked more than ten miles in the rain and arrived at Mr. Zhihong's house. He told him about the situation and his request, and Mr. Zhihong said,""This is a good thing. Your father can be called a model for scholars, and your mother is a heroine. The problem is that I've stopped writing for a few years. I don't write anymore. You should find someone else for this matter.”
"You're my teacher, and you're the first pen in the Lotus Pond. How can I ask someone else to write?" This is a special case, so you should treat it as a special case!”
Master's wife also spoke up for the rain. She said,"That's right. Old man, just make an exception. No one made you stop writing and pick it up again. Bin 'er's mother is such a good person. Shouldn't you serve her?”
"Alright then," said Mr. Zhihong,"I'll make an exception and make a fool of myself." Old woman, go and cook. Let the rain eat before you go back. I won't take long.”
Mr. Zhihong went into the study room to prepare a pen and paper. He was grinding ink in the rain. Mr. Zhihong was thinking of an article as he worked. Once the ink was polished, his draft would be ready.
Mr. Zhihong wrote a title on the paper," The Biography of Mr. Rego's Virtue and Huang Ruren ", and then wrote down the article smoothly. Mr. Lian Wu, name Yan, word Dan State. His family was poor and his studies were difficult. He tried many times and failed. He was awarded the title of Minister of Justice and Minister of Justice. He likes to make friends with scholars and gentlemen, and scholars and gentlemen like to be close to each other because of their simplicity. He is fond of singing and dancing, likes to be humorous, and does not involve himself in right and wrong. Therefore, people love and respect him more. Guangxu has been ugly, the creation of genealogy, Jingzong closed the family, straight refused to give up.
Sir, you can be said to be a great man who can see far! The purpose of reading is to understand propriety and righteousness and to cultivate honesty. It is not to use fame and fortune, to sharpen pen and ink, to sharpen one's tongue, and to clamor for destruction. Why is there so many people in the world who don't advocate morality, but pursue each other's filth? I am even more moved by what you have done and admire you.
He was married to Huang Ru and gave birth to five sons and three daughters. He died eleven years later. He was responsible for the management of household affairs, the production of grain, the cultivation of farming and reading, the marriage of marriage, the hardships of life, and the weaving of cloth and silk before the women. Although there are many people, they can still build new houses and expand their fields, so that they can get rich. My youngest son went out to play with me in the rain. I once went to his door and saw that his son was like a woman. They were diligent in their duties and lived happily in the same room, but there was no sound of abuse. Alas, there is indeed a man among the women. Now in the rain in the family car sacrifice, let me say a word to pass on, refused to stop, wrote down the reason why the two old people, suitable for their descendants. To record the general situation.
In the autumn of July of the Republic of China, it was the morning of the Han Valley.
Shouqiao He Zhihong wrote carefully.
After Mr. Zhihong finished writing the last word, he said in the rain,""Teacher has the essence of Han language. His words are concise and comprehensive, and his words are short and meaningful. Even if I follow Teacher for another hundred years, I won't be able to learn a thing or two.”
Mr. Zhihong said,"Don't exaggerate in the rain. I know how good my essay is." Your poems and couplets are also quite good. Don't belittle yourself.”
When she got home in the rain, she called her two brothers together to study Mr. Zhihong's articles. Wan Ren said,"What kind of official position is this Dengshi Zuo Lang?"”The rain said,"This is a civil servant from the ninth rank of the Qing Dynasty."”After he finished speaking, he explained some words to his two brothers in the rain.
Li Ren said,"Well written, well written. He's a real expert!"”
"You don't even know how many dog footprints there are, how do you know if it's good or not?"”
" I haven't eaten pork before," Quinoa Ren said." I haven't seen a pig walk on the road yet. I understood as soon as Little Brother explained." If you still don't understand, it only means that you're a blockhead.”
The next day, Mr. Rain went to the ancestral hall to look for Mr. Shaolong. He showed Mr. Shaolong the biography written by Mr. Zhihong. Mr. Shaolong knocked on the table as he watched,"Good, good, good, this is really good! Mr. Zhihong is indeed the first pen in the Lotus Pond!”
Mr. Yu Zhong said," Mr. Shaolong, you are also the first brush in the Lotus Pond. Mr. Zhi Hong is the first brush in the Upper Lotus Pond. You are the first brush in the Lower Lotus Pond. You and Mr. Zhi Hong are twin peaks standing side by side."”
Mister Shao Long said," Don't praise me in the rain. I've also written a few things here. One is a poem biography for Yu Tangdai, and the other is two poems for my wife. These few people were agreed upon by the clan to be written.”
After he finished speaking, Mr. Shaolong took out a poem manuscript from the cabinet.
The first poem that Mister Rain read was " Self-praise of the Young Dragon on behalf of the Jade Hall " At the age of twelve, he was determined not to go to the capital. Although Chunxuan is still alive, the pot has been dusty. I don't have any tricks, so I plan to go far. He said goodbye to his parents in tears and drove to Echeng. Long sigh road, experienced many hardships, although the wren branches borrow, dare to say profit fame. He has been a prominent official for many years, and he is convinced and sincere. He accumulated more and more money, and his bag gradually became more and more empty. Therefore, he began to think and determined to make a small name for himself. How can you say that you can ambush a sword and use a talisman to govern the army? The emperor loves to keep his promise and crowns me with blue feathers. The emperor's special kindness has been inherited for several years, and Yin is afraid of Wei's heart. I know I'm a coward, but I can't be proud of my achievements. Contentment, take off your leather belt, put on your clothes and prepare for your journey home. The two surviving parents are good at eating pig soup. The fields have not yet withered, and the fragrant seeds can still be planted. To entertain the music of mulberry and hemp, to comfort the mood of poetry and wine. Don't be afraid of war and famine. In such a fierce year, how can the family ride? Some people say no, the family law should be passed down. The unicorn scriptures are written in the end of the world, and the rules of the family are to be taken care of. Therefore, the people gathered together, determined to pursue the first. Fortunately, there is a son named Haifeng, Li Kezuan is his father's son. Search and assessment, winter and summer together promotion. It is said that the year to Yihai, began to Qian Zi people carved. The order is clear and bright, and the heart enjoys the smoke of the light. what virtue does Jade Hall have? I wear my cap like a mountain peak. Don't laugh at me because of my meanness, but continue to tell me about the future.
After Mister Rain finished reading, Mister Shaolong asked how it was. Mister Rain said," It's a top-grade masterpiece, almost as good as Shaoling's. This Jade Hall Master isn't a simple person. No wonder he praised himself."”
Mr. Shaolong said,"I wrote these two poems for my wife. Please help me take a look."”
When Mr. Yu Yu unfolded it, he saw that the first poem was titled " The Record of the Human Affairs of the Sui's Ru."
Remembering that you are a virtuous man, my life is pitiful. I have only been engaged for fifteen years, and I have lost three springs. Once upon a time, he colluded with Zhang Fanyi, thus forming Zhu Chen. How dare I boast of my family? The books are all in vain. They rely on each other's parents to raise and protect each other. I have just fulfilled my mother's instructions, and I have learned how to use needles in my boudoir. I have been waiting for my pen and pen, singing poetry and picking celery. Not long after the imperial examination, the text can not be used, suddenly heard that your mother was abandoned, look around suffering no relatives. The eldest sister is fifteen or sixteen years old, and the younger brother is five or six years old. His father indulged in official travel, Guizhou and Hubei to levy taxes on the Long March. The whole family is only a younger brother and sister, the shadow is lonely, far away long sigh, silent tears pour together. Gu Ruxian is very good at writing, very shrewd, after several years of governance, the family business has flourished. At the end of the year, he returned to his father's home, cherished his talent, gave him a generous marriage, and prepared a casket of gold. After returning home for many years, he was very gentle, diligent and thrifty, ashamed of extravagance, gentle and obedient, and hated arrogance. How can life be rough, the family is difficult to come, the carp court has lost its shade, Xuan Ge still has shade. My two and three younger brothers, when they were young, did not change their work. The young only walked slowly, and the old did not learn to cultivate. Relying on you and me, it is difficult to be foolproof in one plan, and it is difficult to do many things, big and small. Because he is harmonious with his sister-in-law, he can be filial to his parents and serve them gently and sincerely. He has assisted me for more than ten years, and the brothers are united. I've bought houses and houses, and I've earned money and food. I've been wronged and wronged in the past, and I've let you down. Carrying a lamp to work at midnight, writing a sword has not become famous, although the birth of two sons, divination is not a phoenix unicorn. Knowing that it is difficult to fulfill your wish, how can I comfort my heart? I privately hope that I can offer you some beans and millet and surrender to you to form an alliance with you for a long time. Mulberry and elm trees were harvested late and lost. Lan Gui was recruited after the fragrance. Hu was thirty-six years old. I didn't expect him to be born in other places. Tears trickled down my face, and I chanted alone in silence. I have been with you for sixteen years. How can I bear to leave my body? Besides, listening to the old friends and relatives, good praise has not stopped, can be a teacher, after death suddenly forget. It is time to continue the family, set up laws to encourage future generations, be thrifty and kind, how can I be silent? So I wrote here to engrave your name.
After Mister Rain finished reading, he said,"Your wife is really unfortunate, but her moral character is so noble."”
"Who says it isn't?" Just look at her, the daughter of a magistrate. She should be the daughter of a rich family. Unfortunately, her father was an honest official. He was alone in the official world and his family was abandoned in his hometown. When her mother died, she was only fifteen or sixteen years old. She had a younger brother and sister, and they were all raised by her. How difficult was this? Who knew that after managing for so many years, the family business would actually flourish. When she married me, she was twenty-one and I was eighteen. I'm a scholar, so I don't have to worry about farming. I rely on her to take care of everything at home and outside. She actually takes care of it very well. Buying land and building a house, which one doesn't depend on her?”
Mister Rain said," Not simple, not simple. Your wife is just like my mother. She is a capable person and has virtue. She can be called a hero among women.”
Mr. Shaolong said,"Look at the next one, this one is about my second wife."
The title of the poem she saw in the rain was Zhang Ru's Records of Human Affairs. I dare to say that he is a good match, smart and able to endure hardship, ten years of hard work, two sons taught him earnestly. Red disaster trouble you to solve, green mountain hope you alliance. How can it be difficult to calculate the number? The drought in April and June will return to the underworld.
After reading it, Mr. Rain said," Your stepwife is also an amazing woman. Not only did she take good care of your ex-wife's child, but she also has a great vision. It's worth writing about." Sigh, it's always a good tree that blooms!"
Then, Mr. Shaolong brought out some of the other works that were going to be published for the rain to see. There were eight poems, all praising the ancestors of the Liu family. There were also twenty-seven praises and a preface.
Mister Rain began to read seriously. After about two hours, he finished reading and said,""I like the twenty-seven eulogies and the preface very much. His favorite was "Praise Yao" and "Praise Yan's.""Praise Yao" said that he was young and elegant, with great ambitions. The carp replied to the lecture, and the soup was given to Xiao Yang. The family is diligent in farming and reading, and the whole family depends on Pingzhang. Two fragrant osmanthus trees, a hundred generations of famous fragrance. "Zan Yan Shi" said: Mother's virtue is difficult to measure, gentle and kind. Weaving Yu's painting has been famous for a long time. Who knows Meng Guang? Lao Jing used to be very hard, just like saying that happiness and longevity are all worthy of reward, orchid and osmanthus compete for fragrance. A hundred years of Hong's life is long, and he likes to play with his family. The four rooms are in the same hall. This kind of writing was too beautiful, and it hit the nail on the head.”
Mister Shaolong looked at the young man in front of him and thought back to when he was young. When he was as big as the rain, did he have such a good eye?
Mister Rain said," What I don't understand is why Mister Shaolong would write a eulogy for Shiqi. Isn't Shiqi a radical party? Doesn't Mister Shaolong dislike the Red Calamity?”
Mr. Shaolong said," You're right, Yuzhong. However, have you ever thought about it? Shiqi is a rare talent in our clan. He was beheaded by his own people in the Dabie Mountains. We haven't read the scriptures of the radical party, and we might not understand them. Now, Shiqi and the others had escaped from the Dabie Mountains and Jiangxi and were heading toward the western part of China. No one could predict whether they would gain power in the future.”
Mister Rain said," Ah, I understand now. Your praise is written like this: 'The young man is only born in chaos, and the young man swears to clarify. From afar, I know that the whip will be kicked and forget the hardships of my family. I will be a hero and have a good reputation.'The word " chaos " described Shiqi's life. In fact, many heroes were born from chaotic times. If the world was not messed up, no heroes would be born. Only such people would become radical.”
Mr. Shao Long said," Look at this Shiqi, it's really a pity. She's so talented and famous at such a young age. She's only lived for 31 years in this world. The last six years of her life were spent in chaos. I'm afraid she didn't even know why she died. The organization that she raised so much blood for actually killed her. Who did she go to to complain about her injustice? I don't know if she regretted it or not.”
Mister Rain said," Your preface is also very well written. At the beginning, you linked the revision of the genealogy to constitutionalization. There are very few people who can think like this. I didn't expect that the significance of the revision of the genealogy would be very sufficient. The preface also said,"Fortunately, Guangxu has been ugly, my father Haifeng public out of the country, to the spectrum of things as his own responsibility, up to the ancestors, down to read the tombstone, the number of years, almost more cold and heat." Alas, I am full of ancestral temple lineage Zhao Mu, hundreds of years to make brilliant can appear, if not my father's power, who will believe Zhan? However, because the problem has been sealed for a long time, the source is difficult, tracing back to the war, repeatedly reading the literature, there is no doubt.'From this, it can be seen that if our clan didn't have Mr. Shaolong and his son, it would be almost impossible to compile this genealogy. Think about Mr. Hai Feng, tracing back to his ancestors, reading the tombstones, and compiling the ages. How difficult it was!”
Mr. Shaolong said," This kind of hardship is unknown. Those who have not experienced it personally cannot understand it. Even though our people are numerous, they are all living their own lives. Who cares about these clan matters?”
Mister Rain said," Mister Shaolong is right. Look at the stars in the sky. How many of them are truly dazzling? You are the most dazzling one. The capable do more work." Look at how well the ending is written.'The roots are deeply rooted and the leaves have flourished for thousands of years; Ancestors and ancestors, like silk rope through hundreds of millions of miles. Distant families and close families can be united as a pearl couplet, and grandchildren can inherit the rope. One family is harmonious, and all families are of the same root. If we can push forward, the country can be governed and the world can be stable. The descendants of the Yellow Emperor of the five tribes also gathered together. It is not only the luck of the Liu family, but also the luck of the five families, that the people who serve me and the people who serve me should hide and hide, so as to restore the spirit of self-government inherent in our country.'This ending returned to the beginning and reiterated the significance of the revision of the music score. It was still standing at the height of the country and the nation. Sir's breadth of mind could be said to be far greater!”
Mr. Shaolong said," Actually, there are many masters in writing articles. Look at Uncle Xikang's praise of my late father. He wrote it very well. Eunuch heart only to the ancient times, customs are different. Filial piety and friendship inherit the previous generation, and the fragrance of books enlightens future generations. The article is difficult to create, but the ambition has not been lost.'Then look at the praise of my mother written by Lu Xiaoyun, a scholar of the former Qing Dynasty. Cut off the machine to show, painted reeds to become famous. Four fragrant osmanthus trees, nine Wan orchid fragrance, Ru vegetarian worship Buddha, cut off the hair of the court guests. Don't be stingy when giving, and have admonitions for work and rest. Longevity Flower, Tai Si Hui Yin. They were all literary talents and knew the rhythm and rhyme of poetry.”
Mr. Rain said,"I also wrote a eulogy for my big brother. It goes like this: 'The shade of the spring has been lost early, and the grass is covered. I'm strict with my family, and I dare not let go." What do you think?"
" Very good, very good," Mr. Shaolong said." It's concise and comprehensive. These 16 words express your brother's contribution to your family. He's also a role model for managing the family."”
Mister Rain felt that he had gained a lot today. As the saying goes, talking to you is better than reading ten years of books. If he wasn't exaggerating, he could say this from his conversation with Mister Shaolong today. He had also understood Mister Shaolong's writing and ability. It was a great fortune for the clan to have such a capable person.
Mister Rain was so happy that he started drinking at the dinner table. His eldest daughter, Qiong Zhen, picked up food for him. His eldest son, Lan Xin, had already been adopted as Wanren's cub. His second daughter, Ai Zhen, was sifting wine for him. The four-year-old girl, Hui Zhen, also helped his eldest sister pick up food. His two-year-old son, Xiu He, sat on his lap and acted coquettishly. Lady Yan, with her big belly, was busy with this and that. She did not stay idle for a moment.
Lady Yan said,"Why are you so happy today, Elder Yu? You always drink when you're happy."”
Mister Rain said,"I picked up a treasure today. Guess what it is?"”
"What treasure can you pick up?" asked Lady Yan. I would only believe it if you said that the treasure was in your pocket, but is there such a treasure? Dream on!"
Mister Rain said," I met an expert today. Mister Shaolong's moral articles are first-class in our Upper and Lower Lotus Pond. I benefited a lot from his teachings today."”
Lady Yan said,"There's someone whose writing is better than our Old Yu, and who's prouder than our Old Yu?" Didn't you say that Mr. Zhihong is a first-class scholar in our Lotus Pond?”
Mister Rain said," What am I? They are all first-class characters in the upper and lower lotus ponds. I can only be considered as their errand boy, helping them grind ink."”
It was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there was another meeting in the ancestral hall to discuss the matter of donating sacrificial property. The final result was that 16 people in Zha Pass donated sacrificial property and donated a stone of eight buckets and five liters of land. There were ten people who donated their offerings at the tomb pass. They donated a stone of six buckets and five liters of land. Among them, Kong Shi of Maple Ridge donated two buckets, Zhu Ren donated one bucket, and Li Ren donated one bucket. Twenty-three people in Poguan donated their property and three stones and five liters of land. Three people in Qiao Guan donated their sacrificial property and four buckets and five liters of land. There are eleven people in the pass who donate their sacrificial property and three buckets and five liters of land.
In order to ensure the long-term effective use of the offerings, Master Shaolong also set twelve rules for the ancestral hall and wrote a preface, which read: The reason why the ancestral temple is arranged according to the order of Zhao Mu is to correct human relations. The ritual system of sacrifice is used to trace thousands of miles away and repay the root. Nothing has changed since ancient times. My grandfather, Duke Man, built a temple here in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. Although the scale has begun to take shape, there are not many sacrifices. The family was handed down from generation to generation, and only the hall sacrifice was held. Guangxu years have been ugly, YanSong father Haifeng public out of the city, collect scattered Yi, gather each pass Dacheng and print. From then on, the clan began to have a clan. When the people's country began to prosper, the doctrine was abandoned, the ceremony was lost, and Yan Song also fled to the city to live. After suffering from the harassment of war, the revival of peace and sorrow. After a few years, he returned home with his family and discussed with the elders. He organized the donation of eight stones of sacrificial land, three buckets and five buckets, and hundreds of families, none of whom had a difficult expression. I really know that Xiao Zixian's grandson, in order to repay the original pursuit of the sincerity of the distant, forced by the tide and not disappear, is not the result of the ancestors accumulated virtue flowing light? And our clan's sacrificial property has just begun to have a foundation. Now when the donation is completed, I would like to list the details of the beginning and end of the ceremony on the left side, in order to help future generations not forget, and make up for the unfinished achievements of Yan Song and others, so engraved as a preface.
Ten days after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the four genealogy works in the ancestral hall were all completed. The whole family held a grand welcoming ceremony in the ancestral hall. The lion team at Po Pass danced vigorously, the dragon team at Mu Pass jumped up and down, and the Yue family class sang for three days and three nights. In the paddy fields of Maotian Harbor, the rice harvest was finished, and people were everywhere. The people's footsteps made the rice stubble wither, and the field board was as hard as the road surface.
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