Ye Qing got up early and practiced regularly in the courtyard, rain or shine. He only knew that Taoism is the foundation in the troubled times of the Immortal Dao... After finishing, he went back to change clothes and changed into a special dress.
He asked Qianqian to help wipe his hair before going out. Zhou Feng was already waiting in the living room. When he saw Ye Qing, he bowed and reported: "Sir, someone spied on the situation in the village last night. One person was killed and three were captured. They are all so-called.
A master of martial arts."
"Have you disturbed the backyard?" Ye Qing frowned. The Great Yi Martial Arts can be said to be the ultimate in martial arts. They are prepared and scornful of the combat power of so-called martial arts masters. However, assassination and kidnapping are the strengths of these people.
"No, everything is fine in all the academies." Zhou Feng responded: "There are three lines of defense."
Qianqian knew what Ye Qing was thinking, so she tied up her hair and added with a smile: "Zi Nan and Ling Ling are arranged in the west wing. I went to see them in the morning."
Ye Qing felt relieved and opened his arms and sleeves to let her play with them.
"Okay." Qianqian finished adjusting her clothes and took two steps back. At this time, she was neither wearing official clothes nor noble clothes, but the clothes of the second-ranked prince.
The Jinshi hat and the black gauze hat are similar in shape, but there are blue leaf velvet flowers on both sides, and a small gold medal of "Heavenly Man" is decorated under the flower branches. It is paired with a dark blue robe, a black lapel and a belt. It has a heroic appearance, which makes her feel full.
They are all happy: "Young master is very majestic, you can go out now"
Zhou Feng followed him and felt that this was indeed very official.
The yard is lush and peaceful, just like in the past.
“The new house is renovated, but it’s still the same here.”
"I asked them not to move and wait until the young master comes back before making any plans." Qianqian held up an umbrella: "Do you want to plant a few more plum blossoms in the expanded location?"
For a girl, many old memories are not just nostalgia, but can be changed for the better. She just needs to participate with Ye Qing. This is her habit.
Ye Qing smiled and promised: "Okay, just plant a few red plums."
Lu Shangjing was already waiting at the entrance of the courtyard. She put away her umbrella and bowed: "My lord, it's almost time. It's time to pay homage to the Jinshi Memorial Arch."
"You and I don't need to be polite." Ye Qing stretched out his hand to help, but Lu Shangjing insisted on saluting: "My lord is a Jinshi and an eighth-rank imperial editor. With so many newcomers, I must set up some rules for my lord."
In this life, rules have been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and this kind of rules is also beneficial to Lu Shangjing, because it recognizes Lu Shangjing's qualifications, and Ye Qing will no longer be reluctant.
From his past life experience, he knew that the higher the status, the stricter the relationship between master and minister. He did not expect anyone to be like Qianqian and never change.
As far as the mentality of a reborn person is concerned, having a peaceful haven is enough.
All the courtyards on the road were bustling with activity. From time to time, adult male tribesmen came out, all wearing formal sacrificial robes, saluting Ye Qing and following behind.
Arriving at the entrance of the village were Ye Zifan and many of his uncles. Seeing Ye Qing dressed in sergeant uniform with profound eyebrows, these people's eyes lit up and they secretly praised the picturesqueness. They looked at each other again and hurried forward to greet him.
Ye Qing nodded, secretly thinking that his grandfather would reveal the news and everyone would know that the throne was about to be passed on.
Half a mile from the entrance of the village, there is a tall archway made of white stone, engraved with the four characters "Jinshi Ji Di". This character was written by Ye Qing when he asked the governor.
Iron bones.
Ye Mengqiu was already waiting. According to etiquette, he had to sacrifice the Jinshi memorial arch first. At this time, he was not allowed to hold an umbrella. Ye Qing was full of energy and said slowly: "Declaration of sacrifice to the memorial arch."
After saying that, he climbed up the steps and made a decision to take out the decree of being a Jinshi. This was an honor only available to the top three. Only the officials in the top two ranks had to submit their orders.
As soon as this decree came out, everyone knelt down.
Ye Qing then read out: "The imperial edict says: Ye Qing, of Pingshou County, Nancang County, Yingzhou, has a righteous nature and good deeds, and his writing and calligraphy are fragrant. It is appropriate to praise him. Therefore, the imperial court ranked him second on the list and awarded him the rank of Jinshi."
As soon as the imperial edict was read out, I looked at the Jinshi Archway and saw traces of yellow luck emerging from the sky and penetrating the white stone archway, immediately imbued with some luck.
The spiritual reflection of Dayan's magic made his eyes see through the void.
The sky above the underworld was dark, and there was a small pale red blessed land. Only a trace of yellow air passed through it and fell to the ground. There was only a "boom" sound, and it turned into a gate. The golden light shone for a few miles, and the entire blessed land suddenly became brighter.
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There was some joy in my heart, but I couldn't read much at this time. After receiving the imperial edict, someone immediately opened an umbrella to avoid tainting the imperial edict. Ye Qing said quickly: "Grandpa, please go back to the oxcart to change clothes and get on the gingerbread."
Soup"
All of this was already prepared, and immediately someone helped Ye Mengqiu and some elderly people. These old people couldn't bear the cold.
Ye Mengqiu said nothing and got on the bullock cart. In fact, it only took a few words. He just changed his clothes without getting wet. He drank a few sips of ginger soup and stared at Ye Qing. He became more and more confused.
I can't tell this grandson anymore.
Ye Qing felt the gaze, but didn't take it seriously. He just smiled and issued orders repeatedly. The next place was the family temple.
Ye Qing is very clear about his principles. Arguing and even breaking up is one thing, but favors are another.
The group of people arrived at the ancestral temple not far away, only a few hundred meters away.
Entering here is a large courtyard, an iron tripod is used to burn incense, there are side rooms neatly lined up on the left and right of the main hall, the window paper has been replaced with new ones, and the pillars are painted with new vermilion paint.
When we entered, we saw a cloudy and rainy day with a somewhat gloomy look. In the central hall, we saw Ye Xiaoren, who was dressed in official uniform and sitting in a sitting position. He laid the foundation of the Ye family, so you can bear it.
Ye Zhe is wearing the official uniform of the Juren, but on the left is Ye Qing's father Ye Wenxiang, who is also wearing the official uniform of the Juren. This is Yin's father's rule.
There were still some vacancies below. Ye Qing smiled when he saw them. According to the system of this world, ancestors can only accept incense from their heirs. Being able to accept incense from outsiders is actually equivalent to canonizing gods, but they have not yet been officially titled. These vacancies will be used by people in the future.
Can be arranged.
He didn't care at the moment. He bowed in front of the sitting statue and said: "Forefathers of all generations, Ye Qing has been ranked second in the exam, and he can be a Jinshi. Now we set up a temple as a god, and hope that the smoke will never stop."
After saying that, he lit the incense, knelt down and stood up, put his hands into the furnace, took a step back, and completed the ceremony.
As soon as it was inserted, this trace of luck condensed on the three statues, and the golden light disappeared in a flash. Suddenly, it was seen above the underworld, with endless bangs. A palace slowly rose up, but this was transformed into a temple.
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After Ye Qing finished offering incense, he turned sideways, and Ye Mengqiu offered incense himself. There were hundreds of people behind him, all lined up and offering incense in silence. These were all prominent people in the clan.
Other tribesmen, including the children of the family, lit the incense and inserted it into the iron tripod outside. Gradually, it formed a big clump. For a while, bursts of incense smoke appeared in front of the temple and turned into a large cloud of smoke.
, even the whole cauldron was filled with flames, burning so hot that the incense burned quickly as soon as it was thrown in.
Even so, if there are now more than 3,000 people offering incense, they may not be able to complete it in two or three hours.
At this time, the entire ancestral hall was filled with fragrant smoke. Silks of smoke seemed to penetrate the land, and some penetrated the void and fell into the palace of the underworld.
Ye Qing's eyes were bright, but he understood that this was the concept of "Holy Land".
When ancestral halls, temples and halls are constantly receiving incense, the land will be edified and gradually become a dojo for the gods. Those palaces that have passed through the void and fallen into the underworld are the treasures of the ancestors.
Not only that, but with these, the originally small blessed land gradually expanded, and traces of red circulated in the blessed land, and returned to the Yang world. Suddenly, the luck of the Ye clan changed slightly.
Ye Mengqiu is a Juren and a clan leader. In this world where the Dharma appears, he suddenly feels something. At this time, his body trembles and his voice is a little nervous: "This is..."
"Jinshi status has been integrated into the clan's luck, and the red luck has revealed a hint of gold. This may mean that the family's status will be officially improved..." Ye Qing replied, with some joy and sadness on his face,
It took a lot of hard work to get to this point in the troubled times in the previous life, but it was turned into ashes not long after it was completed.
Everyone was moved when they heard this: "The red house has been promoted, and it will become the gold house."
"It has been able to protect some good fortune in the Yangshi world..."
"Our children can also enjoy a lot."
"Forget it, if you offer sacrifices to outsiders, women, children, and neighbors can all offer sacrifices... This is even more powerful than a few county magistrates in the county. They haven't passed the exam and can't accept sacrifices from outsiders."
Such discussion was contrary to the solemnity of the ancestral hall. Ye Mengqiu was stunned at this moment, thinking of many past events. He was in a daze and did not know the joys and sorrows. Tears were streaming down his face: "This day has happened in our family... have you seen it?"
After several generations of hard struggle, only this sigh in the ancestral hall came to light.
Ye Qing's heart moved, and he felt that three eyes were coming to the family's blessed land in the underworld, two pairs of eyes were approving, and one pair was gentle and kind, with affirmation.
"Father..." He muttered like this and ignored it during the time travel. However, since his two lives overlapped, he really couldn't get rid of these karma.
However, on this occasion, Ye Mengqiu quickly calmed down and felt that all his wishes were fulfilled. Looking at this grandchild, he felt more pleasing to the eye: "Well, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. I can't control many things in the future...
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With such a sigh in his heart, Ye Mengqiu felt a heavy burden lifted off his body, and clapped his hands to everyone: "Go to the inner clan temple and pay tribute to the imperial decree inside. Also, I will announce something when the time comes."
At this time, the flow of people separated, and hundreds of people went directly to the inner clan temple. In the inner clan temple, the rules were still the same. Women and children were not allowed to be sacrificed, and outsiders were not allowed to sacrifice.
As before, it is extremely solemn here.
In the main hall of the ancestral hall, Ye Mengqiu led the backbone family members in. At this time, someone had already set up a sacrificial table and lit the evergreen lantern. Ye Qing took a look and saw that the ancestral hall was still on the fifth level. According to the rules of "three people, five nobles, seven kings and nine"
The rules are established. To put it simply, ordinary people can offer sacrifices to three generations, nobles can offer sacrifices to five generations, princes can offer sacrifices to seven generations, and emperors can offer sacrifices to nine generations.
It is a pity that I am not a hereditary baron. I am a real baron with a fief. I am only a lifelong baron without a fief. Therefore, I cannot turn the ancestral hall into a seventh floor.
Of course, it is not hereditary, but it can also become the seventh level. It must reach the rank of marquis, which is very difficult.
No longer thinking about it, I saw three tablets placed on the first high platform. One was obviously a new one, and it was obviously the memorial tablet of my father.
Without thinking too much at the moment, he placed the imperial edict on the table and placed it in a special wooden box.
After finishing, he took a few steps back, lit three sticks of incense, bowed sincerely three times, and asked the clan leader to burn incense again. There were only hundreds of people, not too many people, so they bowed down one by one.
At this time, it looked extremely clear. On the top floor, the three tablets were surrounded by red auras, which were extremely rich and had a hint of gold. However, the white auras of the thousands of tablets on the four floors below remained unchanged.
At this time, the red-gold aura decreased, causing the white aura of the thousands of tablets on the four floors below to become thicker, and connected together, forming a red cloud with traces of golden color.
They were indeed improving their status. The clan members were all solemn, after finishing their incense, they lined up consciously and looked at Ye Mengqiu and Ye Qing.