The voice was loud, and almost everyone in the Korean house could hear the news.
The expressions on everyone's faces were also happy at this moment, and many people stood up one after another.
Today, everyone knows that the reason for coming to the Han family celebration is to celebrate the completion of the Han Wen Gong temple.
Moreover, during this period, the Han family will also present a large gift to the guests who come to celebrate. This is a rumor that the Han family has released before, which naturally arouses everyone's curiosity.
At this moment, everyone in the Hanzhai got up and went to the ancestral hall on the side of the Hanzhai. There stood the temple built for Han Wen Gong Han Yu. Song Mu was also pushed forward by everyone. At this moment, the whole place seemed very lively, as if
Everyone forgot at this moment that this was still a city that was suffering from war.
Song Mu passed through the Han family's courtyard, and then a small square appeared in front of him. On one side of the small square was the Han family's ancestral hall, and next to it stood a magnificent temple.
The plaque on the temple reads a few words, Han Wengong Temple.
"Han Wen Gong came here despite all the hardships. Seeing that Chaozhou Prefecture was not enlightened, he established education, enlightened the people's wisdom, and worked hard to govern. This is how Chaozhou City is today. Later generations built this temple in memory of him."
"When I was studying, my mother always came here to pray for me. Today, the temple has a completely new look. I should put up the incense sticks to express my gratitude for Duke Wen's kindness."
Someone next to me sighed with emotion at this moment, and others also responded one after another.
Song Mu looked at the ancestral hall in front of him and thought of his own Song family.
In the small town on Jiangnan West Road, the Song family also built a temple like this.
A temple like this is an existence that unites people's hearts.
At this time, the sound of gongs sounded in the square, and the leisurely voice came out again.
"The celebration of the completion of Han Wen Gong Temple starts now!"
"I respectfully ask my ancestors to offer incense and pray for descendants, pray for the people, and pray for all the people in the world!"
After hearing this, everyone in the venue looked forward. At this moment, they saw a passage opened in the crowd. Under the escort of a group of young men in festive clothes, an old man in a red robe stepped forward.
This person's eyebrows are white, and if there is one thing that is different about him, it is the aura that the other person exudes.
Song Mu Nenggu felt that the other party was in the realm of Hanlin, but it seemed that he would not be promoted to this realm for long.
But even so, in a border town like this, it has already attracted worldwide attention.
And this person is officially Han Yuchen, a Hanlin scholar who has emerged from the Han family for several generations.
Han Yuchen walked slowly to the front of the temple with a serious face, followed the instructions of the ritual officer, kowtowed and burned incense to comfort his ancestors, and then a voice came out.
"The ceremony is over! Open the temple door, and Duke Wen will receive the incense again!"
As soon as the words fell, there was suddenly a roar of gongs and drums, and then there was a huge crowd. Han Yuchen was at the front. Several young men in red clothes in front of the temple slowly opened the door. There were people around who took out pillars of red incense.
Consciously distribute it to everyone around you.
Song Mu also had a copy stuffed into his hand. At this moment, the Han family had lined up to enter the temple to pay homage to the sages. Many literati were following suit and went to offer incense.
The literati of the Wen Dynasty were the belief of all the people. For the famous literati, the common people and later generations of literati all had a natural respect in their hearts.
"Brother Song, let's go forward too. There will be a lot to see in today's celebration."
Han Li and the two men were urging Song Mu forward at this moment, and the surroundings were already covered in flames.
Not long after, Song Mu also stepped into the temple and looked up. The clay statue of Wen Gong in front of him was full of majesty.
This temple is not very luxurious, and is even inferior to some ordinary temples in the south of the Yangtze River.
But in this extremely dilapidated city, a brand new temple, especially a statue of a scholar who was quite awe-inspiring to the Chaozhou people, was rebuilt, which was like re-establishing confidence in people's hearts.
The temple is full of incense, filled with smoke, and crowded with people, which makes people feel a bit more respectful and proud.
Generations of literati came and went, making the people of the Wen Dynasty become a tightrope.
Song Mu solemnly put in a stick of incense and slowly walked out of the temple. The scene behind him was still very lively.
Not long after, the manager of the Han family suddenly stood on a high platform that had been set up in the square and said respectfully to the surrounding people.
"Everyone! Today, the Wen Gong Temple of our Han family has been renovated and completed. Under the order of our ancestors, in order to thank all the elders for coming, I specially invited poems and poems from ancient books in my family, including some written by Wen Gong, to be displayed here for one night for everyone to read!"
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.
"The Han family wants to exhibit ancient books? Are they so willing to do so?"
"The ancestor of the Han family is a broad-minded person, but he has inherited the character of Duke Wen. This is a good deed!"
The heritage of the great family was originally found in the original articles written by their ancestors, which were secrets that were not passed down to those who were not direct descendants. Today, the Han family is willing to take out this artifact and watch it with all the people. This move is astonishing.
This is the most rare thing for scholars. The pursuit of knowledge is the eternal background of this era.
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the audience burst into cheers, and many literati moved forward excitedly.
Song Mu also followed the team forward and saw that several high platforms had been erected in the square at this moment. Descendants of the Han family were bringing things to the stage and then displayed them in front of everyone.
When these articles appeared, many people exclaimed in surprise and stopped to watch. It was very lively for a while.
"Is this "The Master's Theory"?"
“It seems to be an authentic work!”
Suddenly someone in the crowd spoke. Song Mu was also attracted by the voice and looked towards a high platform not far away. A piece of writing on it had been revealed, and many students were surrounding it.
There were also many parents around with their children who came to read the poems. The children pointed at the poems and read aloud, and the parents also looked pleased.
Such a situation was inherited from the Fang Xian Wen Dynasty. Although Song Mu did not read those articles carefully, he saw the learning situation around him and was immersed in it for a while.
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"Everyone, please listen to what I have to say."
At that time, an old voice suddenly sounded. Song Mu looked and saw that it was Han Yuchen. He raised his hand to stroke his beard and looked at the people in front of him.
"Today is the day when the ancestral temple of my Han family is renovated and completed. It is already an honor for the Han family that you all can come."
"When a temple is first built, it is customary to leave an inscription to praise the achievements of the ancestors and to warn future generations to work hard and study hard."
"It's just that Han thought a lot. When he was reading the books of his ancestors a few days ago, he suddenly felt something in his heart."
"My ancestors have experienced many years of experience. I am not the only one who can say that. There are many things that need to be discussed by the people of the world before they can be true."
"Therefore, I would like to extend a sincere invitation to you all here today."
"I invite you all literati with lofty ideals to go forward and write a book together. The article you wrote is so good that I will choose it to be engraved on this stone tablet so that the descendants of the Han family will remember it and praise it for generations to come!"
"I will also share my thoughts on spiritual practice and give a copy to express my gratitude!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. This was almost a good opportunity to become famous and even leave a name in history. At the same time, he could also gain the respect of the Hanlin literati, which was already rare for many literati in the field.
In terms of one's own strength, it is at least beneficial.
Even Song Mu was stunned when he heard this. He felt that Han Yuchen was very prepared and even upright.
But then Song Mu also looked into the distance. Tao Changqing, who was standing not far from Han Yuchen, was also stroking his beard and looking towards the field.
At that moment, he seemed to feel Song Mu's gaze and looked sideways slightly.