Red Mansion: My comprehension is beyond belief, and I have established the Immortal Dynasty!

Jia is a branch of the Ji surname and a descendant of Jia Bo. The State of Jia was one of the princes of the Western Zhou Dynasty. It was later annexed by the State of Jin and became the Jia family of the Three Jins. The

Ning and Rong mansions originated from the Wuwei Hall of the Jia family.

Their ancestral home was Guzang in Liangzhou.

They later lived in Jinling and became the Jinling Jia family.

At the beginning of the founding of the country, Emperor Taizu of Dajing moved the capital to Shenjing, and the Jia family followed him to Beijing.

Only twelve branches of the same clan remained in Jinling.

The eight branches in the capital are all descendants of the first generation Duke of Ning, Jia Yan, and Duke of Rong, Jia Yuan.

They are very close blood relatives to the Ning and Rong mansions and have not yet been out of the five mournings.

Today, Jia Xuanming has made great contributions and was personally conferred the title of General Tiance and Duke of the State by the emperor, with the title of Qin. He is even more prominent than the Dukes of Ning and Rong. The eight branches in the capital, young and old, have gathered in the Jia family ancestral hall, looking forward to it.

"Da-da-da! Da-da-da!"

Jia Xuan rode his horse and galloped, followed by twenty Dragon Guards, and went straight into the backyard along the narrow alley of Ningguo Mansion. The

Jia Family Ancestral Hall nominally belonged to Ningguo Mansion, but in fact, Ning and Rong Mansions separately funded the purchase of ten acres of surrounding land for construction. The vast area was planted with mulberry and cypress, implying the flourishing of the family. The blue bricks and black tiles, the flying eaves and the corners were indescribably simple and solemn.

In the near distance, there was a tall and majestic gatehouse surrounded by a black oil-colored fence.

On the gate plaque were engraved four huge regular script characters"Jia Family Ancestral Hall", and next to it was written"Book of Yanshenggong Kong Jizong".

On both sides were a long couplet, which read:"The Zhao family relies on the grace of conservation with their blood and brains shed on the ground; the fame and achievements are through the sky, and hundreds of generations look up to them for their prosperity.

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A group of Jia family servants were guarding outside the fence to prevent others from approaching, and they were waiting for the arrival of the Duke of Qin.

At this moment, the ground shook violently, and all the servants' faces changed suddenly, and some almost fell to the ground.

""Hiss!!!"

But not far away, a dark cloud came, with people and horses wearing armor, all black, with marks left by swords and guns, which made people shudder.

In the eyes of the servants of the Jia family, the cold faces were undoubtedly evil spirits from hell, extremely scary.

""Shua!"

Jia Xuan didn't even look at them, he got off the horse and handed the reins to the Longxiang Guard beside him.

""Yes!"

Twenty Dragon Guards dismounted and stood on both sides, holding swords in their hands and looking straight ahead.

This scene made the servants and servants of the Jia family present feel nervous. They had no doubt that if they moved a little, they would be killed by the Dragon Guards with swords, and blood would splatter on the spot.

So, they held their breath and dared not move at all, being more obedient than ever before.

The ancestral hall is a three-room three-entry style, with the height between the two entrances gradually rising, meaning rising step by step, in a U-shaped structure. , with a hip roof, a top in the middle of the roof, and immortals and animals carved on both sides, dragon kisses at both ends, and flying eaves and corners, like a big bird spreading its wings.

Perhaps because of the family of military honors, the horse head wall is higher than the other walls, with the beauty of simple and rough lines, giving people a feeling of thousands of horses galloping.

There are deep alleys on the left and right, which are Yilu and Limen. There is a skylight between the two entrances, and four waters return to the hall. It not only has the functions of ventilation and drainage, lighting and air intake, but also allows people to bathe in the morning glow and watch the stars at night, which has the philosophical implication of the unity of man and nature.

"Second Uncle!"

When Jia Xuan stepped into the left side of the Yi Road, he immediately saw Jia Rong running towards him. This guy was dressed quite luxuriously today, and looked like the heir of Ningguo Mansion. He was not as timid as before.

"Why are you here?"

"The elders and children of the eight families in the capital have all arrived."

"Uncle She and Uncle Zheng have also arrived. My father ordered me to come and greet you."

Faced with this sixteen-year-old boy, Jia Rong did not dare to slack off at all and answered respectfully:

""Yes."

Nodding slightly, Jia Xuan strode inside.

There were three entrances to the temple, with the ancestral temple in the middle and the temples of famous officials on both sides.

Once inside the courtyard, there was a white stone path with green pines and cypresses on both sides. Bronze tripods and other utensils were placed on the platform. In front of the porch hung a golden plaque with nine dragons, which read:"Starlight assists. ˇ｀ ˇ"Bi" was written by the late emperor.

On both sides of the couplet, it reads:"The meritorious deeds are as bright as the sun and the moon, and the fame is passed on to the descendants." It was also written by the emperor. In front of the five-room main hall, there is a dragon-filled green plaque with the words:"Be careful and remember the ancestors."

Next to it is a couplet that reads:"Afterwards, the descendants will inherit the blessings, and the people will remember the glory and peace." They are all written by the emperor.

Inside, the incense and candles are shining, and the brocade curtains and embroidered curtains are displayed. Although the tablets of the gods are listed, they are not clear.

There is also a pair of stone drum door blocks in front of the ancestral hall, with exquisitely carved lying lions on top, one male and one female, placed on both sides of the ancestral hall gate, looking very cute. There are crowds of people around, and the Jia family has arrived early They stood on both sides, waiting quietly.

In the crowd, the withered figure immediately attracted Jia Xuan's attention. Who else could it be but Jia Jing, the cheap father?

Today, Jia Xuan presided over the ancestor worship, Jia Jing accompanied the worship, Jia Zhen presented wine, Jia Lian and Jia Cong presented silk, Jia Lan held incense, Jia Chang and Jia Ling spread out the prayer mat and guarded the burning pool.

What these people did undoubtedly represented their identity and status. Previously, Jia Baoyu had always held incense.

Jia She and Jia Zheng were of the same generation as Jia Jing, so they had to stand aside and watch. The children of the eight branches of the Jia family were also paying attention.

"Step....."

With the sound of dull footsteps, Jia Xuan, wearing a python robe and jade belt, walked from a distance, giving people an indescribable aura of oppression. Many of the Jia family members felt a little depressed. This was not only the pressure from Duke Qin and General Tiance, but also the pressure from a half-step grandmaster.

Looking inside and outside the court, no one could compare to him, let alone produce the same sense of oppression.

All the Jia family members, dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, had cold sweat on their foreheads, their backs felt cold, and some trembled.

"this..."

Jia Jing's pupils shrank sharply, totally unable to believe it.

In the past, he had felt something similar from his father Jia Daihua and his uncle Jia Daishan, but it was far less than Jia Xuan's. It was the aura of oppression from a super-class warrior.

Others looked at the young man who had already cleared up, with a thousand feelings in their hearts. He was eight feet tall and still had a childish face, but it was him who wiped out the great troubles in the northeast since the pre-Ming Dynasty, destroyed the Later Jin, subdued the various tribes in the east of the desert, and was awarded the title of Duke for his military merits.

Today, the three words"Duke of Qin" are the banner that attracts the army and nobles of the country.

If nothing unexpected happens, Jia Xuan's lineage is the descendant of Ning and Rong, the most prominent lineage of the Jia family, without a doubt.

"Father"

"Uncle She, Uncle Zheng."

Jia Xuan looked at Jia Jing and the other two and nodded.

""Xuan brother!"

Jia She and Jia Jing were full of enthusiasm for him. He was the pillar of the Jia family.

During this period, all the nobles and civil officials in the capital were polite to them. It all came from the young man in front of them.

"You are better than I thought."

Jia Jing's cloudy old eyes never left Jia Xuan, and he said meaningfully:"The road ahead is still long, and we must keep going."

""Hmm."

Jia Xuan heard that Jia Jing had something to say, but he didn't think it was anything. Maybe this was just Jia Jing's emotion.

Little did he know that these words were related to the secret of his life experience, which was a huge secret that could destroy the country.

Time passed in a flash, and it was three quarters past four in the morning. The sun was high in the sky, and all the Jia family members were waiting solemnly.

"In the 17th year of Chongzhen in the Former Ming Dynasty, the ancestors of the two Dukes, Xianning and Rong, followed the Taizu to raise an army from Nanjing, fought in the south and the north, and were invincible. They followed the will of heaven and served the people. Their contributions to the country were admired by the world and they were awarded the title of Duke of the State."

"The ancestors were generous and blessed their descendants. Today, there is a great-grandson Xuan in Ningguo Mansion. He was not afraid of danger and was the first to fight for the country. He first killed the chieftain of Hu and then destroyed the enemy country......"

""Announce to all ancestral temples, and pay homage to our ancestors!"

An elder of the generation recited the sacrificial text loudly, and the solemn and solemn ancestral hall was filled with echoing voices.

""Xuan'er, please come forward."

After the sacrificial text was read, Jia Jing called out to Jia Xuan.

Jia Xuan immediately stood in the center of the ancestral hall, facing the tablets of the ancestors of the Jia family, especially the portraits of Xian Ning and Rong, and the tablets of the heads of the two governments in the past dynasties.

""Bow!"

Elder Jia shouted loudly.

Jia Xuan bowed immediately.

"Goodbye!"

""Three bows!"

After bowing three times in succession, Jia Xuan lifted the corners of his python robe with both hands and knelt on the cushion in the middle.

""Knock your head!"

Then, he kowtowed nine times solemnly.

Dajing inherited the Ming Dynasty, and the big ancestral sacrifice required 24 bows, and the secondary ancestral sacrifice required three bows and nine kowtows.

Tracing back to the source, the real ancestral temple of the Jia family should be in Guzang, Liangzhou, and the one in Beijing is the Ningrong ancestral temple, so the secondary sacrifice ceremony is

"Second Uncle!"

Jia Lan handed the incense forward obediently like a little adult.

""Yes."

Jia Xuan took the three incense sticks from him, lit them, and inserted them into the sacrificial cauldron.

""Second brother!"

Jia Zhen handed over the wine cup respectfully, and Jia Xuan took it again, and then burned the silk.

Jia Jing personally wrote the third line in the genealogy, the Qinguo Mansion line of the Jia family, and the ancestor Jia Xuan. This genealogy will be the basis of the Qinguo Mansion in the future, and it is also the proof of the branching of the family, just like when the Ning and Rong brothers moved from Jinling to the capital.

Not only that, Jia Lan, as the second heir of the Rongguo Mansion, also replaced Jia Baoyu and was listed in the genealogy, which could not be changed.

In the future, unless the emperor himself said so, no one could change this fact.

""Alas!!!"

Seeing this scene, Jia She couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It seems that the first branch of Rongguo Mansion will never be able to take over the entire Rongguo lineage. Rongxi Hall will be lived in by the second branch for generations. The first branch only has the right to inherit the title, but his first-class generals have only been passed down to Jia Lian, and there will be no more generals below.

It was already noon when the whole family sacrifice was over. The temperature of the sun reached its peak, and everyone was sweating profusely.

"¨‖ ¨‖ Respect Brother"

"Xuan Ge'er is only at the age of dancing elephants, and he has not even been crowned yet, but he is already the only Duke of the country. He has the potential to become a Prince in the future."

"You have personally raised a talented child of our Jia family."

Jia She and Jia Zheng were beside Jia Jing, and they could not hide their praise.

All the middle-aged and elderly people left one after another, but Jia Lian and other young people did not dare to leave, and could only follow slowly.

""Brother Xie, brother Zheng praised me."

Jia Jing said gently, without any expression on his face.

No one knew Jia Xuan's true identity, and no one knew that true dragons were never cultivated, but were born dragons, and they were arrogant.

For sixteen years, Jia Xuan had not studied literature or martial arts in Xuanzhen Temple, but only occasionally read Taoist classics. However, it has only been a short time since he left Xuanzhen Temple, like a dragon entering the four seas, and he was out of control. It can be seen that the son of a true dragon is like this.

Thinking of this, Jia Jing couldn't help but look at Jia Xuan and asked,"You have taken Jiao Dadu in, but that guy has a temper. It seems that you are serious about the matter of the martial arts hall."

"It's not that he has a bad temper. Jiao Da is a good man. He just sees the injustice in the mansion and can't help feeling sad and angry."

"The Jia family needs military honors, and the military power cannot be lost, otherwise they will be at the mercy of others."

"The old lion is about to die, and no one can guarantee what he will do."

With deep eyes, Jia Xuan did not hide his purpose at all.

‘"Shua!"

Hearing this, Jia Jing's eyes condensed and he glanced at Jia Zhen. Jia Zhen felt a little bit like a thorn in his back. This useless person was talking about him.

"You don't trust that person that much?"

"Trust, how much is trust worth these days?"

Jia Xuan sneered:"Old man, don't tell me that a dying man's words are good."

"What? You are dying soon and want to show some kindness at this time. That's perfect. There are many beggars who have won (promised money (promised money)). Why don't you give some help?"

"I am not that generous. Besides, aren't you doing this?"

Jia Jing was not angry. Instead, he stroked his gray beard and replied.

‘"What?"

Everyone present was watching the conversation between the father and son, and they were all confused. However, Jia Xuan's attitude was obviously not respectful, but more like a conversation between peers. Jia Jing seemed to be used to it, which was too unacceptable.

Especially Jia Lian, Jia Zhen, Jia Rong and others, they were dumbfounded. On weekdays, they were often bullied by their fathers. Who could be as disrespectful as Jia Xuan?

"Wu Tang doesn't have any plans. He doesn't necessarily have to join the army. Being a prime minister or an official is also a possibility."

"The younger generations in the clan are quite different in age, and have already split into two groups."

"Come here, all of you."

Jia Xuan waved to Jia Huan and other little kids.

The next moment, young children emerged from the crowd. Except for Jia Lan, who was wearing luxurious clothes, the others were all wearing dark gold-rimmed clothes, looking indescribably capable and dazed.

"Meet my second brother/uncle!"

"Hello uncle/great uncle!"

"Meet Uncle She/Father!"

"Meet the Second Master Zheng/Father!/Grandfather!"

Jia Huan, Jia Lan, Jia Cong, Jia Yin, and Jia Zhi all stepped forward to greet him.

The oldest Jia Huan was only nine years old, and the rest were even younger than him.

None of them showed any fear, but were neither humble nor overbearing, and were very polite, which was something that even some thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys could not do.

Not only was Jia Jing's eyes brightened, Jia She and Jia Zheng were also a little stunned, and the others looked at him with new eyes. Unknowingly, the younger generation of the family turned out to be so outstanding, which was really surprising..