Saint Immortal Way

"A pair of pure gold!"

"A pair of human treasure top-grade sapphire Ruyi!"

"I offer a bucket of pearls from the East China Sea!"

"A pair of mutton-fat glass-patterned jade discs for imperial offerings!"

"One copy of the timeless "Anthology of Wind, Flower, Snow and Moon"!"

The person in charge records, and every time something is recorded, it must be shouted loudly. After all, it is a precious thing. According to the usual practice, it must be shouted out to let all the Lu clan members know.

There were at least hundreds of clansmen onlookers, they were stunned, and after a while they all moved together, some people were already envious: "It's so precious, that Ruyi can be a family heirloom, and that big pearl , each one is the size of a longan, and each one is round, and they are still tributes from the imperial court!"

"Where did this tribute come from? Tsk tsk, it's hard to see a tribute-grade East China Sea pearl!"

"What kind of book is the collection of wind, flowers, snow and moon, but why haven't you heard of the writings of some great Confucianism or master?"

"Hey, everyone is ignorant and ignorant. Don't you know that at the Supreme Taoist Temple that day, my son of the Lu family wrote a poem in seven steps in front of the princess? And on the Fengyi Tower, it was my son of the Lu family who wrote poems with a pen, attracting the great sage of landscape painting Lu Grandmaster Canglu made a painting, and created a good story of both calligraphy and painting?"

Suddenly it was a young man who spoke loudly. He held a Fengya fan, opened it with a bang, pushed away the crowd, came to Lu Yang's side calmly, saluted and smiled: "My dear brother, I am Lu Chunfeng. Years old, Shangluji Dongtougou is my home, so I'm still my brother's cousin!"

"Lv Chunfeng..." Lu Yang's eyes lighted up slightly, the name sounded like thunder, this Lu Chunfeng is a brother of his clan who studied at Bailongtan Academy, he just studied and cultivated himself on weekdays, so he didn't get to meet him!

"Lu Yang has seen my brother!" Lu Yang hastily saluted.

"Hehe, you don't have to be polite, my virtuous brother. The name of my virtuous brother is well known in the academy, but my virtuous brother lives in seclusion, so it's not easy to visit abruptly for my brother. It's really a blessing to be able to meet each other today!"

Lu Chunfeng glanced at the treasures brought by Lu Yang for sacrifice, and enviously said: "It is said that the good brother received a generous gift from Her Royal Highness, and it seems to be true. Hehe, the imperial offerings of the East China Sea pearl and the mutton-fat glass-patterned jade are all fine. Presumably, only a princess would bestow the excellent materials for refining magic weapons in such a generous way!"

"This is exactly what Her Royal Highness Princess Shouyang gave you!" Lu Yang turned his head with a smile and looked at the steward, "These things can all be enshrined on the first altar, especially this book "The Collection of Wind, Flower, Snow and Moon"..."

"Ruyi, Pearl, and Jade Bi are all fine, but this book..." The manager was quite embarrassed. In his mind, this was just an ordinary collection of poems.

He is also an ignorant person in charge. Although he has long heard about Lu Kaitai's son Lu Yang's deeds in Moling and the Academy, which can be called legendary, but because it is too legendary, many people laugh it off, thinking that it is a rumor or an exaggeration...

The same is true for this steward, he doesn't know that this collection of poems is written by Lu Yang, if he puts irrelevant things on the first altar of the ancestral hall, he will definitely be scolded to death.

Seeing that the steward did not agree, Lu Yang frowned.

Lu Chunfeng quickly stepped forward: "Uncle Wu, this is your mistake, other things can not be put on it, but this collection of poems must be placed on the first altar, so that our Lu family ancestors can all be respected." Look, my Lu clan also has young handsome men who can write popular poems that are comparable to sages, this is more worthy of our ancestors' learning than any jewels and jades!"

"Ah... My nephew Chunfeng, this collection of poems was published by my Lu family's sons? The poems on it are very popular, and they are comparable to the poems of saints. This is impossible. Although I am ignorant, I have never heard of it!"

Lu Chunfeng blushed slightly, and waved his hands: "The author of this collection of poems is Young Brother Lu Yang. Although the above poems dare not be said to surpass saints, it is a fact that they are very popular! Because this collection of poems has now been sold in the major cities of Imperial Kyushu, the entire The supply has been in short supply for a month, and the people who can buy it are either lucky or powerful. Hehe, my nephew originally wanted to buy a copy, but it's a pity that I asked the book boy to queue up, but I couldn't buy it, but it's okay, I My father bought a copy directly from Yuewei Study, and after reading it, my father praised the attainments of the poems in it, which has surpassed the poems of saints, so my nephew was able to see the elegance of the poems in it!"

When Lu Chunfeng talked about Lu Yang's poems, he couldn't restrain his excitement anymore, as if Lu Yang's poems made him feel more honored than his own.

With a wave of the sleeves, there was a splash...Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple, seven colors of splendid aura gushed out, and contained poems and articles. Every word was beautiful and gorgeous.

Those ordinary people who have not cultivated literary spirit look at Lu Chunfeng with envy and awe. This is the difference between scholars and non-students. Scholars have literary spirit and can show a grand atmosphere that others cannot display. Ordinary people can't do anything. "Jianghua Moonlight Night", he soon saw that Lu Chunfeng's splendor was the most dazzling, and this poem was the longest.

In this way, the steward has already believed most of it!

"What's going on, don't make too much noise in front of the ancestral hall!" A majestic voice came, and the commotion subsided immediately, and everyone moved out of the way.

I saw a middle-aged man in yellow Confucian clothes walking over. This man was wearing a high red crown on his head, and a colorful Junzi sword hung on his waist. His cheeks were thin, his eyes were piercing, and he had an extraordinary bearing.There are more than a dozen Confucianists behind him. These are some of the Confucianists who spoke in the square before.

"So it's the third uncle, Chunfeng is polite!" Lu Chunfeng saluted, and then bowed to the Confucian scholars behind the third uncle.

Lu Yang shuddered slightly, these are all Confucianists in the clan, they are the pillars of the clan, the entire Luqiu and Lu clan is supported by these talents, so in the clan, Confucianists have the highest status.

Lu Kaitai gently tugged on Lu Yang's lapel, and whispered, "This one is closer to our house!"

This third uncle, if Lu Kaitai remembers correctly, should be relatively close to his own family. Perhaps for several generations, his great-grandfather should be the same sibling as this third uncle's father.

"Third Uncle, the matter is like this..." Lu Chunfeng said the matter briefly with a smile. Lu Qingyuan looked at Lu Yang differently. He is one of the elders of the Lu clan. He lives in Fuyang County below. He opened a private school and has a good reputation in Fuyang County. He also obtained the now-popular "Wind Flower Snow Night Collection" through his relationship a few days ago.

"Are you that Lu Yang who made a poem in seven steps?" Lu Qingyuan asked with a smile.

"Well, nephew grandson is Lu Yang!" Lu Yang smiled and bowed slightly. As for the seven-step poem, that was before the school.

"Haha, that's very good. You have given us Lu Qiu and the Lu Clan the head of the family. I also bought this book "Flowers, Snow and Moon Collection" through my relationship. The poems on it are extraordinary. My Lu Clan can have a poetic talent like you." Absolutely, it is simply glorifying the ancestral hall of my Lu clan, so..."

Lu Qingyuan turned his head to look at the steward of the clan, the steward didn't know anything, and quickly said: "I know, everything will be offered on the first altar, so that our ancestors can watch!"

Lu Qingyuan shook his head, his eyes shone sharply, and he said in a solemn voice: "That's not enough, it's fine to offer other things on the first altar, but this book of poems, you ordered people to enshrine it in the middle of the first altar Position, I want all the members of the Lu clan to understand that our Lu clan also has a talented young man who is the most talented in the world!"

"Yes yes yes... let's do it right away!" The steward didn't dare to talk too much, he waved to a close friend and arranged the things Lu Yang brought.

Lu Kaitai saw that all his family's things were offered on the first altar, and he felt unprecedented satisfaction in his heart. His nose seemed sore, and a big man suddenly wanted to cry.

It’s not easy, I’ve been here for half my life, how many times I worshiped my ancestors, I always look up to the things that others worship to my ancestors are better than my own, now I’m better, I finally took out some things that are bright enough to blind many people’s eyes It's all about raising a son who is a disciple of the holy way.

"Lu Kaitai's family is really amazing, raising such a promising son!"

"In the future, their family will be completely respectable. I heard that they are already registered as scholars, and the magistrate of this county personally ran it. Hehe, it is decent!"

"Isn't he a rich family? In a few years, our son will also be admitted to the Bailongtan Academy in our Moling Mansion, and let the people in the clan take a look at what it means to teach a child well!"

Lu Kaitai was very happy when he heard these words. Whether it was sincere envy, or sour praise and sarcasm, it was enough to show one thing, that is, his family of four was completely famous in the village. If it was in the past, no one would Pay attention to the life and death of their family.

"Hehe, I said daddy, how is it going, how is it?" Lu Yang smiled and followed Lu Kaitai out of the ancestral hall.

"It's beautiful!" Since Lu Kaitai stepped into this ancestral hall, the smile on his face has never stopped. It is decent in the village and honor in the clan. This is more important than any benefits and vanity, and it can comfort people's hearts.

The Lu family of Lu Qiu is a big family, they lived in the land of Lu Qiu, and they had the most glorious past. Although they have long since fallen, the glory of their ancestors, their descendants dare not forget.

Every time he offered sacrifices to his ancestors, he looked at the many tablets in the ancestral hall, and each of the names of the ancestors who had shocked the world felt that he was so small and humble. This kind of feeling made people helpless. It is estimated that this year, this feeling will improve.

Lu Kaitai patted Lu Yang on the shoulder, feeling extremely relieved.

I came a little earlier today, and there is still an hour or so before the official ancestor worship ceremony will start, and the ancestor worship ceremony will last until the afternoon, when everyone will disperse.

"What's the matter, can the things be placed on the altar?" Lu Yang took Lu Jianjia's little hand and greeted him. Behind him, Lu Qingping and her son-in-law Wang Hong also followed, with great anticipation on their faces.

"Don't worry, everything is on the altar this time, hehe, Yang Er's book is placed in a prominent position on the first altar, it's not easy, this time the ancestors must have seen it!" Lu Kaitai laughed, Indescribable joy.

"That's kind!" Lu Yang smiled, he knew that in the past when Lu Kaitai came to worship the ancestors, the general offerings could only be placed outside the altar, and this happened every year, which made their family sad.

Now there is a scholar, seeing that his status is different. Thinking about it this way, it can be said that my husband is extremely wise to urge his son to study and learn essays!

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