high official

Chapter 152 Faith
That night, Wang Xian stayed at Zheng's house, and the next day when the sky was bright, he heard bells ringing outside, continuously.He got up and went out to watch, and saw that Zheng's family members had already got up one after another. Zheng Yan came up to greet him, and apologized: "I woke up your lord."

"No problem." Wang Xian shook his head and asked, "Why ring the bell?"

"This is the ancestral motto of my Zheng family. I ring the Huishan bell 24 times every day at Maoshi, and the whole family gets up when they hear the sound. Continue to ring four times and wash at the same time; after eight more rings, men and women line up to listen to the patriarch in front of the Shijian hall of the ancestral hall. Lecture." Zheng Yan introduced.

Wang Xian had experienced the life of a clan. His Wang clan is very particular, but it is far from such rules... He couldn't help but asked with great interest: "Can outsiders participate?"

"Outsiders are not allowed to participate," Zheng Yan said with a smile: "But the second master is not an outsider." He stretched out his hand and said, "Please."

"Please." Wang Xian washed up a bit, then followed Zheng Yanxian to Zheng's ancestral hall.The ancestral hall is the core building of Zhengzhai Town, and its scale can be described as huge.There are five entrances inside. The first entrance is the Shijian Hall. In the middle is the plaque of "Xiaoyi Family" written by Taizu's imperial pen, and there are couplets on the pillars on both sides. Each has an eight-foot-high character 'loyalty' and 'righteousness'!The momentum is majestic and righteous!
Wang Xian couldn't help but asked curiously: "The one who can serve as the emperor must also be an important official and a famous Confucian?"

"Hehe..." Zheng Yan's loyal face flashed a trace of nervousness and said: "It's been too long, I don't remember."

"Oh." Wang Xianxin said, it may be written by Song Lian, Tai Shigong has not been rehabilitated, so it is difficult to mention it.

But he didn't know that this couplet was inscribed by Fang Xiaoru of the Yi clan... The Zheng family dared to hang it, it was already a great courage, how dare they say so?
In front of the Shijian hall, there are several vigorous and twisting cypress trees, and there is a pool beside it, one big and two small, in the shape of the word "pin".The ancient cypress pool embodies noble conduct and evergreen ancestry.

Next, Wang Xian saw a scene that he will never forget in his life... Amidst the melodious bell, men and women of the Zheng family came from the morning light. Everyone was neatly dressed and solemn. Although there were thousands of people, there were many. Not miscellaneous, busy but not chaotic, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner.Inside and outside the courtyard, men and women were separated to the left and right, and each settled in their own places. Except for the rustling of footsteps, not even the sound of coughing could be heard.

When everyone was in their positions, the sound of drums sounded in front of the hall. Zheng Yan told Wang Xian quietly that this was the "listening to the training drum". The most outstanding among the children recite the family rules on their behalf.

Wang Xian nodded, and saw the solemnity of the audience amidst the sound of drums, the old patriarch sitting in the middle, and a young disciple standing in front of the hall, reciting the Zheng family rules aloud:

"The ups and downs of a family are all about the accumulation of goodness and evil... A family that accumulates goodness must have celebrations, and a family that accumulates bad things must have disasters. The law of heaven is clear..."

"Whoever is a son must be filial to his relatives; a wife must respect his husband; a brother must love his brother; a brother must respect his brother..."

"You should not resist your elders. When you are reprimanded by your elders, no matter whether it is right or wrong, you should bow your head and accept it silently, and don't judge your elders. You must stand up when you sit, and you must follow the order of your actions. Even if your nephew is sixty years old, you are not allowed to talk to your uncle. Sit even."

"You must visit your ancestors at the beginning of the new year, and sacrifice at four o'clock; the young must be behind the elders, and the words must be ethic..."

Following the ups and downs of the disciple's rhyme, Mr. Zheng shook his head and recited. Thousands of men and women in the clan also recited in unison.After the recitation was finished, after a while of meditation, the clansmen went to eat in the two large dining halls on the left and right.On the left is the "Tongxin Hall", which is the meeting place for men, and on the right is "Anzhen Hall", which is the meeting place for women. They are all lined up with rows of long tables. The food on the tables is all earned by the clansmen. Although it is not rich, it is safe to eat.

Without seeing it with their own eyes, it would be difficult for future generations to imagine such a lively but not noisy scene of thousands of people dining together.What kind of scene of harmony, harmony and comfort is this?It simply cleanses the soul, like a spring breeze...

Wang Xian was also fascinated and fascinated by it. He finally understood that the true belief of the Chinese people is not Buddhism, Taoism, or Confucianism, but clan.

In China, clan is religion and faith!

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Wang Xian was invited to eat in the small cafeteria in the backyard, which was prepared for pregnant women and postpartum women, and occasionally used to entertain distinguished guests.

The food was naturally rich, but Wang Xian was full of excitement like a pilgrimage, and said to Mr. Zheng: "I know that the family rule of the Zheng family is 'Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep', but there are a few questions that I keep in my chest and don't ask them. , I really can’t eat it.”

Mr. Zheng smiled and said, "Your Excellency, just ask."

"How can these thousands of people be organized?" Wang Xian asked. This is something that will be difficult to achieve in 600 years, unless Foxconn...

"It's not difficult to say, if there is order, there will be no chaos, and if there is no chaos, there will be peace." Mr. Zheng said slowly: "My Zheng family has lived and shared meals together for hundreds of years. If there is no order, there will definitely be chaos. An orderly hall has been set up, 160 and eight family rules have been drawn up, and every day the ear has been given orders, and it has been passed down from generation to generation, so it will naturally be orderly."

Then the old man gave Wang Xian an example like a few treasures. In addition to the order of elders and children, the order of respect and order, and the order of men and women, the Zheng family even stipulated the wake-up time, three meal times, and clothes, shoes and hats according to the seasons. There are rules for distribution, when to wear clothes of what material, and what kind of jewelry a girl wears at what age... Another example is that in the education of disciples, they must learn etiquette at the age of five. Read books, no hope to learn financial management at home.Gambling is not allowed, drinking is not allowed before adulthood, you must walk within 20 miles, and you are not allowed to read illegal books...

Wang Xian was dumbfounded, why is this style so familiar?After the old man proudly introduced that when Emperor Taizu formulated the regulations of the Ming Dynasty, he used Zheng's family rules as the model, and then he suddenly realized that the source of Emperor Taizu's unreasonable method of controlling shit and farting is here. ah!

Such meticulous rules may still be enforced within a clan, but in a country, it is pure wishful thinking.So the glory of the Zheng family is admirable, so most of Taizu's regulations have become decorations...

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After breakfast, Wang Xian declined the invitation of Zheng's father and son to stay, and wanted to go back to the county.

Mr. Zheng sent him to Zhenkou, and seeing that Wang Xian was very interested in those archways, he proudly explained to him the stories behind each archway.Hearing this, Wang Xian was inexplicably admired, and went back to the county in a daze, full of reverence.

Looking at the back of a group of people leaving, the old man of the Zheng family was standing under the archway of "The First House in Jiangnan". He was still leaning on a dragon's head crutch, but his waist was straight, and he no longer looked old-fashioned.

Zheng Yan stood aside with his hands down, and said with a relaxed face: "It's too tender."

"But a letter from the province said that this Wang Xian was originally going to be the history of the Qiantang Classics." Mr. Zheng said full of worry: "But it was changed to the Pujiang Classics by Jian Yi himself. Someone Jian was the Minister of the Ministry of Officials for ten years. How can you make an exception for him if you pride yourself on being selfless?"

"It's just boasting. If the surname Jian was really loyal, he wouldn't be attached to the traitor." Zheng Yan said coldly: "Maybe someone bribed and wanted to be the history of Qiantang, so Wang Xian was pushed to Pujiang. "

"Unreasonable..." Mr. Zheng shook his head slightly, and asked, "How was his group last night?"

"Everyone is sleeping honestly, there is no movement." Zheng Yan couldn't help laughing: "Father is worrying too much, I thought he would visit Zheng Zhai Town at night."

"Be careful, there is no big mistake." Mr. Zheng calmed down a little, but said seriously: "It is about the safety of the master, and the lives of tens of thousands of people in my Zheng family. There is no room for negligence."

"Yes." Zheng Yan hurriedly responded respectfully.

"Alas..." Mr. Zheng caressed the vermilion lacquer mottled archway pillars, and asked in a low voice after a long while, "How is Master's life recently?"

"The sleeping and eating are okay, but I'm a little bored." Mentioning the master, Zheng Yansu Rong said: "The last time I went to say hello, I said I wanted to go out for a walk."

"Master, please wait a few more days." Mr. Zheng said slowly: "In the past few days, after confirming that it was a false alarm, I will arrange for Master to go out to relax."

"Yes, the child will report to the master when he turns around." Zheng Yan nodded, and said in a depressed voice: "I don't know what progress Seventh Brother and the others have made, but they are really suffocating now, and even a small classic history can make me feel so sad." We are jittery."

"It's not easy." Mr. Zheng said with worry on his face: "My loyal ministers of Ming Dynasty have been almost wiped out by the Yan thief. Even if there are those who cherish the ancestors and are willing to follow the life and death, it is not a good time. The time is not ripe, forcibly Rebellion will only cause loyal ministers to bleed in vain..."

"I heard that Mingjiao has been gaining momentum recently," Zheng Yan said softly: "In fact, joining forces with them is also a way."

"Stupid!" Mr. Zheng said decisively, "Master is the orthodox of the world, how can he get involved with those evil cult monsters?"

"Didn't Emperor Taizu rely on Mingjiao to make his fortune back then?" Zheng Yan whispered,

"That's different. The Taizu was born in a commoner, unrestrained, and everything depends on strengthening his strength." Master Zheng said in a low voice: "But the master is the orthodox emperor of my Ming Dynasty, and the lord of the hearts of the people and subjects of the world. Once an opportunity arises, raise your arms With a single call, the world will return to its heart, and all people will respond, and the mountains and rivers will change color! Therefore, the most important thing is to preserve the holy body and wait for the opportunity!" After a pause, he sighed: "If you get mixed up with Mingjiao monsters, what is there to say about orthodoxy? "

"Father said yes." Zheng Yan couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, his brother almost missed a big deal.

"What?" Knowing the son is like a father, Mr. Zheng stared at his son with sword-like eyes and said, "What are you hiding from me?"

"No, Seventh Brother just mentioned it in the letter," Zheng Yan said softly, "I wrote back to tell his father what he meant."

"En." Mr. Zheng nodded, and sighed, "Actually, why don't I have selfish intentions? The master is well, and I, the Zheng family, can be well. My father often thinks that if we can continue like this, in fact nice..."

"I'm afraid the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop..." Zheng Yan watched the canopy of the big cypress tree in the town's mouth rolled by the west wind, and said in a low voice.

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