In the late Qing Dynasty, the rituals of worshiping ancestors in the film world and the main world were actually similar, but the various etiquettes were particularly complicated.
The same goes for clan ancestor worship in the world of Red Mansions, which is quite lengthy.
By the time a set of procedures was completed, not only were all the clan representatives who participated in the ancestral worship ceremony exhausted physically and mentally, but almost more than an hour had passed.
At this time, according to past habits, the clan leader should say a few words to boost morale and hope that the clan will get better and better, and then it is time to eat.
But this time, Jia Rong went straight to sit on the chair of the Grand Master, who represented the clan leader, as if he wanted to have a long conversation.
"Brother Rong, what are you..."
Lian Er was very cooperative and asked directly without waiting for others to speak.
"You clan elders, elders, and brothers of the same generation, I have something to say, and I ask you to stay a little longer!"
With that said, he motioned to Jia Qiang and a group of clan members from the Gancao clan to move out a dozen chairs from the back hall and invite the elders of the clan to sit down.
All the Jia clan members who were eligible to enter the ancestral hall looked at each other, but they did not dare to make a fuss in front of the ancestral tablets.
Jia Rong acted like a patriarch, which was a bit bluffing.
Even Mr. Sheda and Lian Er, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, were shocked by Jia Rong's display of power.
He said nothing and sat quietly on the chair, waiting for Jia Rong to speak.
"Not much nonsense, since I can be the leader of the clan, I will naturally make a difference!"
"At present, among the Jia clan in the capital, except for Ning Rong's second mansion, there is almost no outstanding clan member in the other six clans!"
As soon as these words came out, the clan elders Jia Dairu and Jia Daixiu sitting in the front row, as well as the other representatives of the other clans, all looked unhappy.
As the old saying goes, the truth hurts the most.
Jia Rong, however, didn't take it seriously and continued: "It's the second Ningrong Mansion, and the second uncle of the Rong Mansion is working in the Ministry of Industry, and the rest of the clan has no one in the officialdom!"
The expressions of Mr. Pardon and Mr. Zheng, who were still looking normal, also became a little sad.
"I think it won't work if it goes on like this!"
Jia Rong's voice was very clear in the clan hall: "As time goes by, the power accumulated by Ning Rong's second house is almost exhausted, and the situation will change!"
"Brother Rong, what should we do?"
It was rare for Master Pardon to open his mouth. At this time, he was no longer as indulgent in wine and sex as usual, with a serious look on his face filled with worry.
Not only him, but the second master Zheng and the rest of the Rong Mansion tribe all looked different at this time.
What Jia Rong said is a very serious practical problem.
Ningrong's Second Mansion does not have enough manpower in the officialdom, and it is easy to be marginalized over time, or even completely ignored in the end.
Of course, the rest of the Liufang clan disagreed. In their opinion, Ningrong's second mansion was very prosperous, and what Jia Rong said was nothing more than unfounded worries.
Sure enough, the Jia clan in Beijing are basically useless.
"What the clan needs to do now is naturally to work hard to promote talents in the clan, either to enter officialdom or to join the army, so as to bring out the energy of Ning Rong's Second Mansion!"
Jia Rong said his thoughts gently.
"Brother Rong, are you serious about what you said?"
Jia Dairu's face showed a look of joy and he asked directly: "Which tribesmen do you plan to train, and how about my Rui'er?"
"Brother Rong, my family..."
The rest of the tribe reacted immediately and started recommending their own children.
The originally quiet main hall of the ancestral hall suddenly became noisy.
The members of the Rong Mansion looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what to say.
They didn't pay much attention to what Jia Rong said.
Whether it is to enter the officialdom or the military, which one is so easy?
Only Lian Er's eyes were shining with passion.
Because of the polo match, his exchanges and contacts with nobles from the capital suddenly became frequent and close.
I am very aware of the importance of authority, especially the authority that I can control.
It's not impossible to use the names of the people behind you, but you can't do it too many times, and there's no way to master it.
Only the authority you control is your own power.
Other names such as the title of noble disciple, or the heir to the title of Rongfu, etc. are of no use when faced with the noble disciples of the same status.
The key is that your official position and the power you can control!
Otherwise, no matter how much money he has, he is just a rich dude.
He didn't understand before, but now he understands, and he is eager to enter the officialdom.
There is no other way. As long as the other descendants of the Eighth Founding Dukes and the Twelve Marquis families reach adulthood and have some ability, they will basically have arrangements, even if they are not divided into concubine children.
In the story of Red Mansions, when Qin Keqing was buried, most of the distinguished sons who appeared were those with official positions.
Some are in the yamen of the Ministry of War, some are in the Military and Horse Division of the Five Cities, and some are serving in other yamen.
Even Feng Ziying and Wei Ruolan, who have a good relationship with Phoenix Egg Jia Baoyu, both want to enter officialdom or gain experience in the military to gain wealth.
"Okay, elders, there is no need to say anything, I have already made detailed arrangements!"
Jia Rong's soft drink was like thunder exploding in everyone's ears, immediately making the originally noisy sound disappear.
All the tribesmen present looked over in surprise, and their hearts were filled with turmoil.
It’s not like they are ignorant, so how could they not be clear about how Jia Rong drank so hard just now?
Looking at Jia Rong, who is less than fourteen years old, already over 1.6 meters tall, and with a strong physique, we immediately know what she is doing.
Obviously, what they heard before about Jia Rong practicing martial arts diligently was true, and it seemed that this guy was quite talented in martial arts.
After all, he was from the Wuxun family, and it had only been about twenty years since the previous generation of Rongguo Gong Jia Daishan passed away.
The older clan elders, such as Jia Dairu and Jia Daixiu, have all seen Jia Daishan's demeanor with their own eyes, but they just don't know how much true inheritance Jia Rong has achieved?
For tribesmen who are accomplished in martial arts, being a representative of several families who are qualified to enter the ancestral hall is quite a face-saving gift.
"You may not know that there are extremely talented students in the Clan Academy, and according to Mr. Wang, they are already capable of participating in the Children's Student Examination!"
Jia Rong's gentle words once again caused an uproar in the ancestral hall.
All the clan members present were stunned. Did they hear it correctly? The clan school, which has never performed well, has actually trained a few students who can participate in the Tongsheng Examination this time?
Feeling a dozen pairs of suspicious eyes on her body, Jia Rong remained calm and said leisurely, "It's absolutely true, and it's also been recognized by the gentlemen from the ethnology school!"
"My idea is, let's see how they do on the test!"
"If they pass the Tongsheng Examination, more resources will be allocated to them. I hope they can be admitted as scholars as soon as possible, so that the clan can make arrangements..."