At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Inside the Xie Family Ancestral Temple.

After the imperial edict was placed on the altar table, the old patriarch Xie stopped the Xie clan members who were about to leave.

He slowly spoke: "Old man, I am now seventy-six years old, and I don't know how many years I have left. It's better to decide on the next clan leader today."

Xie Mingcheng looked at the strong body of the old patriarch and felt that he was no match for a man who had only been alive for a few years.

He remembered that the year before last, his second uncle gave the old patriarch three century-old ginseng soaked in water to drink. He might not be able to defeat the old patriarch in a fight.

Patriarch Xie looked in the direction where Xie Tingjiang was standing. Logically speaking, he should be the eldest son of his direct clan. But under the leadership of the second son Xie Tingjiang, the Xie family will go further.

Xie Tinghai also looked at his younger brother. He was a rough man. If he didn't take Mr. Xie to the ditch, his ancestral grave would be covered in smoke.

For a moment, everyone present turned their attention to Xie Tingjiang. After all, he is a direct descendant of the Xie family, and his son has just been granted the title of Tinghou.

Xie Tingjiang pondered for a long time, constantly recalling in his mind the four sentences his daughter said in school when she was more than one year old.

Set up the heart for the heaven and the earth, set the destiny for the livelihood and the people, for the sacred and inherited knowledge, and for the peace of the world.

His ambitions should not be limited to the small world of Qinghe Village, and it didn't matter if his Yu Heng was a woman.

When a daughter wants something, her father must help her even if he is incompetent.

For example, the position of clan leader can be the first step on Yuheng's growth path.

Just when everyone was about to ask what Xie Tingjiang was thinking.

Xie Tingjiang took a step forward and raised his voice: "I recommend Qinghe Tinghou."

Inside the ancestral temple, you can hear a needle drop. Because Xie Tingjiang was talking about Qinghe Tinghou, not my son, and not Xie Yuheng’s name.

"I also recommend Qinghe Tinghou!" Xie Mingli, dressed in a green shirt, took the lead in walking out of the crowd. "Although Marquis Ting is young, his intelligence and courtesy are far from enough."

"I support it too." Xie Mingcheng stood behind his brother. Anyway, his father said that he could be as smart as Yu Heng's brother, and his father could wake up laughing in the middle of the night. Since he is such a patriarch, how can he distinguish between elder and younger?

Xie Zhuqing smiled and took a step away from Xie Laifu, and said warmly: "I support Tinghou."

Not to be outdone, Yun Hua and Zhu Shu also hurriedly said, "We also support it."

"Me too!"

"I, I also support Tinghou. My family, Mr. Tian, ​​used to not have enough to eat. He relied on everyone's support every year to survive the lean season.

It was Marquis Ting who had the sharp eye to buy sweet potatoes from foreign merchants last year. Now my family can have enough to eat, and I have enough food to help others. . "

The young man who spoke was Xie Yuanshan, whose father joined the army at the same time as Xie Tingjiang. But his legs were cut off by the Huns, and he was like a useless person. He was lucky to be able to save his life.

My eldest brother had his head burned out when he was a child, and his mother was a weak character. She felt that there was no hope for her life and she cried day and night until her eyes went blind.

The hemp rope will break at the thinnest part, and the bad luck will only seek out the misfortune. Now all the farm work of his family falls on this boy who has just turned twelve, and he has been living like this for four years.

"I agree."

"I agree."

"I support brother Yu Heng... Marquis Ting."

More and more juniors came out of the crowd, ranging from teenagers to children of several years old.

Xie Tinghai looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "My Xie family is so united, why worry about being unhappy!"

Everyone present had smiles on their faces. Anyway, unless the Xie family in Jiangling was exterminated, the position of patriarch would be passed down from generation to generation. It didn't matter if it was earlier or later.

Besides, Xie Yuheng was four years old and was a Marquis of Ting, how could he still do it in the future?

Xie Chunxi touched the stubble on his chin and said thoughtfully: "But the name of the patriarch is indeed a bit old-fashioned. Our little Yuheng is only four years old. Why not call him the head of the family, the head of the Xie family in Jiangling."

"Hey, this is good, this is good, Chunxi deserves to be a scholar." Xie Hong patted his thigh in approval.

Patriarch Xie looked at the boy in red who had been standing next to Meng with an indifferent expression, neither agreeing nor objecting.

"I wonder what Marquis Ting wants?" Patriarch Xie asked aloud, and everyone also turned their attention to the little baby in red.

Xie Yuheng walked to the front of the crowd with square steps and bowed his hands.

He said seriously: "Yu Heng, you will definitely live up to your destiny." Then his indifferent eyes swept over every member of the Xie clan.

Xie Lao Clan Chief, no, it should be said Xie Yuezhong, retreated into the clan. Together with everyone, they bowed deeply to Xie Yuheng and said in unison: "I have met the master of the family!"

The neat voice spread far away, to the villagers with other surnames watching outside the ancestral temple. There is a common thought in their hearts. The Jiangling Xie family is really going to rise, no, it has already started.

Suddenly, there was an endless stream of people coming to visit, and even people from Lingling County worked tirelessly to come to ask for relatives.

Xie Yuheng had no choice but to report his illness to the outside world, and deliberately chose a day when there were many people visiting his home.

As soon as he changed his white clothes and covered his lips with his little hand, Kuku coughed.

Then, people from all over the country knew that the newly appointed Marquis of Qinghe Ting of the Xie family in Jiangling was a sick man.

I heard that my health has been poor since I was a child, and it is still the same after all these years. I heard that Ting Hou was in poor health and was about to...

Regardless of the rumors outside, Xie Yuheng was finally able to hide in peace.

Xie's Treasure Pavilion opened its second floor after four years. Xie Yuheng looked at the... pills in front of him, and then looked at the 100-Poison Invulnerable Pills written on the paper.

Attached is a line of small print, valid for personal consumption only. It can be eaten in multiple portions, and it will be free from all poisons after consumption.

Xie Yuheng held a large basin of medicine... pills in his hands. No, whose pills are so big?

Suzaku laughed so much that he rolled on the ground, "Hahahahahaha, oh no, I'm laughing so hard, hahaha."

Xie Yuheng threatened quietly: "If you laugh again, you will farm for me."

The laughter stopped, but the wings of the little bird that turned its back were still trembling.

Suzaku: Who knows? I’m really going to laugh to death.

.....

After taking one-tenth of the pills, Xie Yuheng rummaged around in the space where the books were placed.

To see if there was any business that Xie could do with the current level of technology, Suzaku was also captured as a young man.

One person and one bird searched for most of the night, but they couldn't find it until dawn.

Suzaku held the bookshelf with its little wings and felt like stars were shining in front of her eyes. Words were floating around it in all directions. She almost vomited while reading the book.

Xie Yuheng also had two big dark circles under his eyes, his eyes were dull, and his hands were mechanically turning the pages of the book.

Sure enough, according to the soaps summarized by the time-traveling seniors, scented soap is the best choice. Others such as rouge also need to consider the flowering period.

Soap, lard are available all year round, and plant ash is the most indispensable thing in this era. Shell powder can be replaced with quicklime, both of which are calcium oxide.

There is currently no large-scale cultivation of water clams, and if someone is deliberately harvesting and controlling them. It is easy to cause the industrial chain to break. On the contrary, quicklime is used as a building material in abundance.

Quicklime reacts with water to form hydrated lime, which is calcium hydroxide.

Calcium hydroxide reacts with potassium carbonate in plant ash to form potassium hydroxide.

Potassium hydroxide is added to oil to undergo a saponification reaction, and soap can be obtained after cooling. Toilet soap needs to reduce the alkali content and add some substances that are beneficial to human skin.

After confirming the business Xie wanted to do, Xie Yuheng put the book back in its place, stuffed the Suzaku into his sleeve and stepped out of the room.

Everyone fell into bed and slept soundly, without even getting up for breakfast.

Meng was so frightened that she thought she was really sick. When she woke up, she found out that she was just too sleepy. Meng tucked her into a quilt and warmed her breakfast in the kitchen. Then she went to teach at Guangxiu Hall with peace of mind.