"In desperation, we can only find a moderately large department and serve as a moderately large official."

"Even at the end of this year, we can only worship our ancestors thousands of miles away from our hometown."

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"Hmm... offering sacrifices to ancestors..."

"I have never seen such a sacrificial method."

Lowering his head slightly, the expression on Zhang Yan's face was somewhat unpredictable.

Has he not seen it?

This is pure farting.

Folding ingots and burning yellow paper are the most common ways of worshiping ancestors in both the north and the south.

Whether it's traditional festivals like Qingming and Chongyang, or the Sanyuan Festival, or the peak period of ancestor worship like the Lunar New Year, common people burn paper to worship their ancestors everywhere in the land of China.

Huaxia has grown up for 27 years, of course he has seen Zhang Yan.

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It's just that in his impression, burning paper must be a product of the gradual unification of folk customs, right?Now even the concept of hell has not appeared, who is this yellow paper burned for?And who is it for?

Although there are some legends about yellow paper in history, but...

But that thing is a legend, can it be taken seriously!

No!

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Because of this, Zhang Yan, who was not sure about this point, put on a look of ignorance, trying to get news from these guys.

And that middle-aged man is also very clever.

Seeing Zhang Yan's dazed and ignorant look, he explained in a low voice in front of everyone.

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"Prefect, you don't know. The burning of yellow paper to worship ancestors can be traced back to the time when Marquis Cai was alive."

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Who is Caihou?

Zhang Yan is familiar with this one.

The so-called Marquis Cai is Cai Lun, one of the four great inventions of China, the improver of papermaking, and the most famous Zhongchang attendant in the entire Eastern Han Dynasty before Zhang Rang.

Of course, his and Zhang Rang's reputations, one is positive and the other is negative, so naturally they cannot be compared.

"Is this matter related to Cai Changshi?"

After hearing this, Zhang Yan naturally asked a question involuntarily.

"Of course."

The middle-aged man blinked, not knowing if he was telling a story or what, so he said to Zhang Yan in a serious manner:

"It is said that Marquis Cai made paper back then, which benefited scholars like me, gained countless fame, and attracted Xiaoxiao's attention."

"Among these Xiaoxiao, there is a person named Cai Mo, who is Caihou's elder brother."

"According to legend, at that time Cai Mo's wife, that is, Cai Lun's sister-in-law, was jealous of the countless fame and fortune that Cai Lun had earned, so she urged Cai Mo to make paper like Cai Lun, and then sold it..."

"It's just that Cai Mo is not good at learning skills. The paper he made is black and yellow. It will break when exposed to water and burn when exposed to fire. Naturally, no one is willing to spend money to buy it. The countless yellow and black papers are just It all piled up in the house, filling up the whole house."

"later……"

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"Later, Cai Mo's wife pissed herself off to death because of this incident?"

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Suddenly, Zhang Yan answered a sentence.

And the middle-aged man was also surprised, and looked at Zhang Yan in disbelief:

"Prefect... how do you know?"

"Could it be that you are also from our Guanzhong children?"

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"Hey, that's right."

Looking at the middle-aged man with somewhat complicated eyes, Zhang Yan took Qiaoying's hand and embraced it in his arms, and then his emotions became complicated.

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Zhang Yan had actually heard of the story told by the middle-aged man.

It's just that he didn't hear about it in the Eastern Han Dynasty, but heard it in a lecture about religious etiquette and culture in his previous life.

That's what Zhang Yan said just now, those almost unbelievable legends.

……

Just according to what the middle-aged man said, this legend is very likely... not a legend, but a real thing.

Thinking of the chaos of the era he lived in, Zhang Yan's expression became tangled.

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"Husband, what happened next?"

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With beautiful eyes shining, Qiao Ying asked curiously.

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"Later..."

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"Later, Cai Mo's wife died, and she was so mad at her previous stupid behavior."

Looking at the fire not far in front of him, Zhang Yan continued to tell the story of the middle-aged man.

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"In that story, Cai Mo's wife died, and Cai Mo was very sad because of it. He thought that these black and yellow papers killed his wife, so before sealing the coffin, he used a big fire to put The whole house, together with the yellow and black paper in the room, was burned to ashes."

"But when he carried his wife's coffin out of the house in despair, ready to be buried..."

"My wife's coffin suddenly moved..."

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PS: A very interesting little story, if you are interested, you can Baidu it yourself.

PS2: The author's New Year's Day will end tomorrow, and I will add more when I get home.If you are satisfied with the number of additions, please vote.If you are not satisfied, please give a reward for reminder.

Chapter 9 Overcomplicated Ingredients

"Damn old man, don't hurry up and let me out!"

"In the moving coffin, a dull but familiar voice suddenly sounded to Cai Mo."

"Also, there was a sound of vigorous beating and knocking on the coffin board"

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"what--"

"Husband! How scary are you!"

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Complaining to Zhang Yan with a mournful face, Qiao Ying shivered suddenly.

After hearing Zhang Yan's vivid narration, she was naturally taken aback.

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"I didn't mean to scare you...that's how this story ends."

Some helplessly pouted at Qiao Ying, Zhang Yan reached out and patted the top of her head.

"At the end of the story, Cai Mo's wife was released from the coffin by everyone. Only then did Cai Mo realize that his wife, who had been dead for several days, had come back to life like this."

"His wife told him that after the yellow paper is lit, it will fall from the underworld where the living live to the underworld where the dead live. Some of them are round and look like copper coins. Once they appear in the underworld, It will attract little ghosts to fight for it, and the King of Hades will pay attention."

"This sister-in-law of the Cai family is because Cai Mo burned too much yellow paper, so she used the 'money offensive' to clear the way and bribed all the little ghosts and Hades she met along the way. Hades has been set free."

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"That's right, that's it!"

"As expected of the prefect, what you said is really good..."

"It's obviously a very common thing, but from what you said, it's even more familiar than our locals, it seems to be true."

As soon as Zhang Yan finished speaking, not far from him, the middle-aged man who had answered earlier took up the conversation with an excited expression on his face.

"It is said that later, the woman came back and told the Jiefang neighbors about it. This act of burning yellow paper has become a habit of us Guanzhong people every New Year's Eve."

"If you don't burn some paper money, it seems like something is missing."

"Yellow paper is not expensive, and every household in our local area can afford it. In order to make the elderly in their families go more safely and suffer less suffering down here, the big guys started from hundreds of years ago. Just started doing it!"

"Usually burn some cut paper money, or imitate those dexterous ones, and simply fold yellow paper into a golden treasure, which looks just like the real thing."

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"Later, some wealthy people made paper figurines with yellow paper, or simply used paper to paste houses, etc., all in order to burn them to the elderly below, so that they can improve the quality of life in the underworld!"

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