The entire Wangjia Village is owned by people with the surname Wang, and there are almost no outside households. Wang Xian looked at the size of the village and saw that it had more than 100 households. However, in the household registration yellow list of the eighth year of Yongle, there were only 53 households in Wangjia Village, at least
Half of the gangsters.
This is the chaos of household registration under the Ming Dynasty's tax system. Wang Xian sighed inwardly. Until his father finished reading the long memorial text, the third uncle who was in charge of the tribute said in a loud voice: "Play music!" Several elderly tribesmen were playing the sheng.
, Xun, Xun, Xiao and other musical instruments played solemn elegant music.
Hearing the sound of music, Wang Xian came back to his senses. He was now in the Wang family ancestral hall. At dusk, all the men of the clan came here to worship their ancestors. This year, Wang Xingye will be the chief priest, which was decided early.
That's right. So Wang Xian wrongly blamed his father. People wear official uniforms to show solemnity. Of course... given his father's character, it is not ruled out that there is an element of showing off.
In the midst of the music, Sanshu Gong commanded in a clear voice: "Kneel down, raise incense, pour water on the ground, worship, prosper; worship, prosper; worship, prosper; worship, prosper. Reset..."
After paying homage to the ancestors four times, the third uncle said fairly: "Happy stop."
Then they offered sacrifices and kowtowed again. Wang Xian was so dizzy that he just wanted to end such complicated etiquette quickly.
But not every family is so complicated. The key is that the Wang family is a branch of the Langya Wang family. It is the Wang family that "in the old days, Wang Xietang Qianyan flew into ordinary people's homes." Although now it is indeed an ordinary people's family.
But they still adhere to the etiquette passed down for thousands of years.
Unlike today's powerful families, who offer fish and meat dishes in high bowls and serve them all at once when worshiping their ancestors, the Wang family successively offers rice soup, tea, silk, wine, food boxes, meat, and so on.
The blessing words... completely abide by the etiquette order of the ancient nobles' meals. In comparison, those houses with bells and dishes seem a bit like the nouveau riche.
But Wang Xian would rather be a nouveau riche... What's the use of the descendants of the Langya Wang family? This is not the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Don't you guys have to struggle up from the turbulent current?
After finally finishing the ancestor worship, the third uncle distributed the sacrifices to the participating tribesmen, and then everyone went out to have the New Year's Eve dinner in the courtyard.
The New Year's Eve dinner in Wangjia Village is very unique. More than 500 members of the clan eat it together. In the wide yard where the grain is dried, there are fifty tables, and several thick red candles are lit on each table.
Illuminating the entire courtyard brightly.
When worshiping the ancestors, the women have already laid out the cold dishes. After the men sit down, hot dishes are served one after another. The New Year's Eve dinner is not only rich, but also delicious and auspicious... The aunt who serves the dishes brings it to the table.
A plate of pig intestines, shouted in a thick local accent, this is called "often smooth"; and a bowl of fish balls and meat balls, this is called "Tuan Tuan Yuan Yuan"; and boiled meat with pork head is called "Youxiang Tou"
; Pork shreds wrapped in spring cakes allude to 'silver-coated gold thread'... Even ordinary vegetables should be given auspicious names, such as soybean teeth are called 'Ruyi Cai'; groundnuts are called 'Changsheng Guo'; yellow water chestnut meat, lotus root,
Water chestnuts and red dates are boiled together and the name is euphemistically called "Youfu"... because in Fuyang dialect, the homophone of lotus root is "You", and the shape of yellow water chestnut meat is like a gold ingot, and the sum of the sounds and shapes equals "Youfu".
In short, it is all about getting good luck in the coming year, hoping for good fortune and abundant financial resources.
Not long after the banquet started, the tribesmen began to toast. Wang Xian followed Wang Gui and toasted to the elders of the tribe one by one. When the elders saw Wang Xian, they would inevitably hold hands affectionately and say: "I have told you before, this child
No, you didn’t believe it at first, but what now? He’s become the God of Wealth in Fuyang County. Come to God of Wealth, I’ll have a drink with you, and I’ll help your worthless cousin in the future.”
Every elder’s words are similar, but it’s just puzzling. Then why don’t any of the ‘most people who don’t believe it’ show up?
Fortunately, thanks to his father, Wang Xian was of a higher rank, so he completed the task after toasting for a while. But he did not dare to go back and sit down, because many of his peers and juniors were waiting to toast him, and Wang Xian was already a little nervous.
He is too drunk, and if he is allowed to ravage him, he will be unconscious.
He patted Wang Gui on the shoulder and said, "I'm going to pee."
"Oh." Wang Gui said, "I'll go with you."
"No, you should go back first. It won't look good if we both leave." Wang Xianji left his brother behind unjustly, walked through half of the courtyard, walked around to Sister Lin's seat, coughed dryly, and then walked out of the courtyard.
Staring at the dark sky in a daze.
After staying for a long time, the breeze brought a faint fragrance of chrysanthemum. Wang Xian turned around and saw Lin Qing'er standing beside him with a red face.
Looking at her melancholy face, Wang Xian whispered: "Let's go for a walk."
Lin Qing'er nodded and walked with him in the deserted village.
She followed Wang Xian half a step behind. Wang Xian deliberately walked slowly, but she was still half a step away from him. Wang Xian deliberately walked faster, and she was also half a step away from him. Obviously, she deliberately kept a distance.
Wang Xian simply grabbed her cold, soft little hand. Lin Qing'er's delicate body trembled, and she let him hold it. In fact, if you hold hands the first time, it will be easier the second time.
Not to mention that Sister Lin is in a mood today and needs warm comfort.
After walking quietly for a while, Wang Xian said: "Every festive season makes me miss my loved ones even more. Sister, do you miss my mother-in-law and brother-in-law?"
The first half of the sentence touched Lin Qing'er's sadness and almost brought her to tears, but the second half made her dumbfounded. She glared at him angrily and said, "Don't scream nonsense."
"Hehe." Wang Xian hugged her slender waist and said with a smile, "Did I call you the wrong one, madam?"
"Let me go..." Lin Qing'er was hugged around the waist. She was nervous and shy at the same time. She struggled a few times. When she heard the word "lady", her heart felt like honey, and she immediately lost her resistance.
Wang Xian obeyed and let go of his hand. Lin Qing'er almost fell to the ground, feeling even more empty in her heart. She raised her head resentfully, but was held tightly in Wang Xian's arms again.
"You hate it, you know how to tease me!" Lin Qing'er held his chest with both hands, her eyes were watery and sparkling, and there was light anger and slightest affection in her eyes...
Wang Xian was stunned and whispered: "Sister, you are so beautiful..."
"Nonsense." Lin Qing'er lowered her head shyly: "It's all nonsense..."
Her original intention was that it was so dark, what could you see, but Wang Xian took it as a hint. He slowly stretched out his hand, hooked his index finger on her white porcelain chin, and slowly raised the delicate and graceful little face of the Jiangnan woman.
Will get up.
"Your eyebrows, frown, and smile are all deeply imprinted in my heart. I don't need to use my eyes to see them." Wang Xian's love words would be unpopular in later generations, but during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, they were absolutely bold and unrestrained, and invincible.
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Lin Qing'er had long regarded herself as his. When she heard Wang Xian's passionate words of love, her heart melted. She closed her eyes with a cry and held on to his shirt tightly without letting go.
Seeing the beautiful woman looking like someone willing to take pity on you, how could Wang Xian still hesitate? He lowered his head and kissed her red lips...
An electric shock-like feeling spread throughout both of their bodies. Lin Qing'er trembled nervously, her jade teeth chattered, and she almost bit off Wang Xian's tongue.
Wang Xian, however, didn't take it seriously, but felt happy that this was a precious first kiss for a girl. He caressed her jade back, and his tongue no longer took it as its own task to conquer the city, but gently kissed her lips and teeth, patiently
Guide her to savor the beauty of her first kiss.
Under Teacher Wang's constant guidance, Lin Qing'er finally became less nervous. Although she was still trembling slightly, she relaxed her teeth and timidly allowed this scoundrel to take over, taste and soothe her, and gradually became intoxicated, soft and moist...
…
The two of them were confused and infatuated. Lin Qing'er was about to learn to respond when she heard a call getting closer and closer: "Second uncle, second uncle..."
After being stunned for a moment, Lin Qing'er jumped up like a frightened deer, stroking her black hair, hairpin, and dress, arranging her messy hair, hairpin, and dress, too shy to raise her head.
"Sister, what I want to say is actually," Wang Xian then remembered the purpose of coming out: "I will spend the New Year with you in the future, no matter where you are, no matter how old or young you are."
"Yes." After hearing this sentence, Lin Qing'er's eyes were filled with tears of joy. This was a road to marriage that was originally full of helplessness, but it opened up a path full of flowers. How could she not cry with joy?
Although she didn't have the courage to raise her head, Lin Qing'er stretched out her small hand to grab his big hand and stuffed something into his hand. She said in a voice like a mosquito: "Don't think it's ugly..."
Based on his feeling, Wang Xian estimated that it should be a sachet. At this time, the person who came to see them had already arrived. Without taking a closer look, he quickly stuffed it into his arms.
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The New Year's Eve dinner should be eaten slowly and late into the night. Dried and fresh fruits are also served, so that men, women and children of all ages can stay energetic and stay up until the end of the year.
However, Wang Xian was an exception. After he returned, he was indeed drunk. When he woke up, it was already the morning of the first day of the new year. After eating a bowl of glutinous rice balls, he was dragged by Wang Gui to kowtow to his elders.
I received a lot of red envelopes.
However, the disadvantage of being senior is that when he receives one red envelope, he almost gives away ten... Fortunately, there are treasure notes! This kind of worthless money is the most suitable as lucky money, and it is very convenient and cost-effective.
After going around in a circle, the two brothers scattered more than 200 taels of treasure money, which cost more than 4 taels when converted into silver. This made Wang Xian feel very sad, but Wang Gui smiled happily and said: "Last year, my mother brought us back empty-handed.
I eat and drink for free, and I look down upon you a lot. This year I have earned my face back."
"It turns out that eldest brother also has vanity." Wang Xian said with a smile.
"People have a face, so there was nothing they could do about it." Since becoming the boss, Wang Gui has obviously become more particular about his words: "My mother has often said in the past two years that face is nothing in front of Lizi. But in fact, she originally
As the saying goes, you can’t lose face, let alone your lizi…”
"Yeah." Wang Xian couldn't help but laugh as he thought about how my mother was flattered and flattered by a group of girls and women last night: "Now I'm very proud of myself."