The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 524: The old house is haunted? ——Let your ancestors teach you a lesson? !

Information about the old house...of course there is.

Shen Le has worked on five, six, seven or eight projects with his boss, and has written more than one application report, project plan and other documents. Of course, he knows the intricacies involved.

If you want to start a project, the first thing you need to do is to explain how valuable this ancient house is and how worth repairing it is.

The first step to explain is when this ancient house was built...what celebrities lived there...what kind of history it carries...

Then, there is its structure, its architectural features, its artistic level, and so on, which are all praised to the sky.

There is no way. The gentlemen in charge of approving the project may not understand the difference between the column reduction method and the column shifting method, and may not understand how the semi-circular arch petal rolling method is full of local characteristics.
However, they must understand that this ancient tower was built in the Tang Dynasty, and this hall was built in the Song Dynasty. There are only a dozen similar buildings of this era across the country, and if they are damaged, they will be gone!
Therefore, Shen Le dared to ask his tutor for information and was not afraid of his tutor being embarrassed, because he was 100% sure that the information about this ancient house definitely existed.

Not only does it exist, but it is also very detailed and solid. As soon as Shen Le opened his mouth, Junior Sister Huang Chuxia responded:
"Here I am. I'll send it to you."

Oh...it turned out to be the junior sister who was in charge. It's normal, ancient building restoration is a physical job, moving scaffolding poles, carrying paint buckets, etc., it takes a lot of strength to move everywhere.

The boys work hard, while the girls are responsible for tedious clerical work and relationship-building work, such as putting on a smile, calling "senior brother" sweetly, and asking the laboratory to release the test results as soon as possible.

Back then, when Shen Le went to the mountain village to help his mentor and brought back a small oil lamp, this was the way the work was divided:

While the boys were working in the mountain village, the pregnant senior sister was in charge of the school, coordinating various materials, applications, laboratory information, and was also responsible for writing the thesis.

No one can have a rest!

Don’t even think about it!

Shen Le nodded to Junior Sister Huang in gratitude and gave her the email address. After opening the file, he couldn't help but let out a long "Oh~~~":
“It’s a Song Dynasty house!”

That is definitely worth repairing!

There are not many ancient buildings in the whole country that have been passed down from the Song Dynasty to the present day. If you deduct the stone pagodas, stone bridges, Buddhist temples and other buildings, they are even rarer and are completely worthy of protection!
"Well... Actually, we can only say that the inheritance is orderly, and the family tree has been kept."

Sister Huang explained awkwardly. This old house was theoretically related to her:

This is the ancestral hall of a branch of the famous Huang family in Citong. As I joked before, "It is the ancestral hall of our Huang family."

But it was only "in theory". In fact, she was not from the local branch. She was tens of thousands of miles away from the local branch. Not to mention the fifth generation, she was out of the fifteenth generation.

Moreover, it is a bit unfair to say that this house is from the Song Dynasty:
"It must have been sold, rebuilt, and renovated several times before. As for the current house, it must be from the Ming Dynasty at best..."

The Ming Dynasty ones are also valuable, although not as precious. However, the ancient houses and ancient buildings are interesting here:
"Its foundation, cornerstones, and some components should have been left over from the Song Dynasty. When we repair it, we must pay great attention to preserving the characteristics of each era..."

Got it. Shen Le nodded calmly and began to flip through the pages. Application, detailed investigation report, original data, photos, analysis...

Oh, yes, in addition to the architectural structure of the house itself, there are also various official plaques, imperial examination plaques, a list of family members' successive generations of scholars, couplets of various materials, sculptures, paintings...

Except for the portraits of family ancestors, which were not their responsibility to restore - that was a job for professional calligraphy and painting restoration - they had to repair the entire ancestral hall from top to bottom, inside and out.

Shen Le even saw an official plaque with the title of "Prince's Tutor", but he didn't know which generation it belonged to or who it was.

"So, what is it that is concentrated on this house..."

Shen Le read the information from beginning to end, and then from end to beginning again, pondering in silence. The instructor, fellow students, and several practitioners from the Special Affairs Bureau stared at him eagerly:

They can’t handle this house anymore, so it’s up to Shen Le!

Shen Le couldn't handle it either. At least, he really couldn't handle sitting in his tutor's residence and just looking at information on the computer.

He flipped through the documents several times, and finally stood up and said:
"How about I go and take a look at the scene?... You guys don't have to go, I can go alone!"

The room suddenly fell silent. Several junior brothers and sisters looked at each other, their lips moving. The eyes of the two who had never been missing lit up, and they looked like they wanted to urge him to go, and even wanted to follow Shen Le;
The two who had been missing and found by Shen Le looked worried. They wanted to stop him but couldn't say anything. In the end, they only said:
"You...be careful!"

"Don't worry." Shen Le clapped his hands and walked out. He walked past the instructor and pushed him back to the bed.

"Boss, just sit back and relax, it's okay. Don't worry if you can't find me. I'll go to the place that swallowed up my fellow apprentices and I'll search around slowly."

A warm current surged out from the palm of his hand, went straight into the back of the old professor's neck, and circulated along the Ren and Du meridians.

The old professor fell back on the bed, exhaled a long breath, and could not help but enjoy the comfortable feeling of the heat rushing through his body. Shen Le took this opportunity to rush out of the room and head straight to the construction site:

The place where the boss and his junior colleagues work is a large courtyard with three entrances and three exits.

The door is not big, with only about three bays, but the two steps at the entrance are wide and flat, and the brackets are carved with dragons and phoenixes. Even after years, you can still see its former exquisiteness.

The three black lacquered wooden doors are already mottled, but the carvings on the capitals, foundation stones, and stained glass windows are still exquisite and intricate, which makes people's eyes bright.

"It's a pity that the story of this mansion is not written on the walls and tiles..."

Shen Le slowly exhaled and walked in. The whole mansion was full of scaffolding and traces of work:
The dismantled iron shed that protected the house was leaning to one side and had not yet been removed;
Old, broken tiles were piled up at the base of the wall, and more than half of the new tiles had been laid, with a cart leaning against the opposite side;

The rotten wooden components have been removed, but the new ones have not been replaced yet. The window frames, doorways, eaves, and everything in sight look like they were gnawed by dogs...

"Honestly, it's really uncomfortable to live in a house like this."

Shen Le commented sincerely. Yes, this kind of house was considered very luxurious at the time, and only wealthy families could afford it:

The building has a foundation of tightly fitted large stone slabs, red bricks made from local red clay, and under the raised corners and eaves, porcelain tiles are used to form various exquisite patterns such as dragons, phoenixes, lions, and carps.

However, the eaves of the entire house are extremely wide, surrounding the roof on all sides, leaving only a small square piece of sky exposed.

Using a ruler to measure the entire courtyard, only 1/9 is a patio, and the rest is covered by the roof:
"With this kind of lighting, how many hours of sunshine can we get all day long? Living in here would really make people suffocate!" He complained as he walked in. The mansion has three entrances in total. In the middle of the first entrance, there is a plaque hanging high, and two rooms on the left and right. The left room has a lecture table on the top and tables and chairs below. It is probably the location of the school in the ancestral hall.
In the middle of the right room, there are two armchairs placed side by side, with four chairs on each side. It is suspected that this is where the clan members hold meetings.

Going around the screen behind the central hall, the second hall is solemn and dignified. Even after all the things have been moved out, you can still faintly smell the scent of incense.

Stepping into the hall, the long table in the middle and the wall panels behind the long table were all empty. But just looking at the traces of dust on it, Shen Le dared to bet his old house that this was definitely the place for the tablets!
"The ancestor is in the middle, with Zhao on the left and Mu on the right. The emperor has seven temples, princes have five temples, and scholars have three temples. For those who have more than this number, pack them up and put them in the side room or the back room. Please bring them out to offer sacrifices during festivals..."

Shen Le put his hands behind his back, looked up, and walked around the ancestral hall. Things can be moved away, but the aura deposited in the house cannot be moved away.

Especially on the long table and the wall panels, the concentrated thoughts and power can be felt with one's hand.

"I feel that it is easiest to teleport to the target location here." Shen Le looked up at the wall panel, pondering.

For who knows how many years and generations, people have burned incense and worshipped here, looked up and kowtowed here.

There are vigor and enthusiasm, reverence and solemnity, anger and sadness, desolation and despair. Over the past thousand years, all kinds of emotions have become so strong that they have almost solidified into substance:

What kind of ups and downs has this family experienced?
What kind of experience left the deepest mark in the family heritage, and what kind of experience triggered the strange phenomenon in this ancestral hall and involved his fellow junior brothers and sisters?
There was no written record of what Shen Le wanted to know on the beams, foundation stones, or walls.

The information collected by my tutor and fellow students did not cover this aspect.

Shen Le walked around the second ancestral hall twice, and then turned to the third one. As soon as he stepped out of the back door of the second hall, he instantly became excited:
It is a building structure I have never seen before!

It’s a style I’ve never seen before!

There is a clear separation between the back door of the second entrance and the third entrance, which can almost be regarded as the boundary between Chu and Han, and it seems like a wall could be built to block it.

Then, the third entrance has an independent gatehouse and an independent screen wall. If you don’t go around the inside, you might even feel that the third entrance has changed direction, from facing north and south to facing south and north, and is directly back-to-back with the second entrance.

If there wasn't a whole circle of walls outside, enclosing these three houses;
There are two rows of guard houses on the left and right, that is, two rows of wing houses distributed longitudinally, and a long alley separating the wing houses from the main building;

Shen Le could easily believe that the third courtyard and the first two courtyards did not belong to the same building, or even to the same house.

However, the architectural structures and styles of the two houses complement each other and have a subtle symmetry, as if they were in a mirror...

Shen Le walked in curiously. After a circle, he suddenly realized:
This ancestral hall is a very rare structure of male and female ancestral halls. The male ancestral hall is in the front and the female ancestral hall is in the back. Men worship their ancestors in the second hall and women worship their ancestors in the third hall.

The male ancestral temple is dedicated to the ancestor of the family and the ancestors who have made contributions. The female ancestral temple, in addition to offering sacrifices, also bears the responsibility of supporting:
Looking at the dark and cramped small houses on both sides of the shrine, the two-story building with locked stairs, and the densely packed looms, Shen Le has reason to believe that this is where the women in the family keep their chastity.

What shocked him the most was the shiny black beam in front of the female shrine tablet:

Shen Le didn't even need to open his spiritual eyes or enter a meditative perspective. He could just stand under the beam and slightly raise his head to "see" the densely packed white silks hanging from the beam.

The sorrow, pain and resentment condensed on the white silk, on the beams and in the ancestral hall are still as real as ever after thousands of years.

"So...your sorrow and anger have not subsided, have they not been appeased..."

Shen Le stared at the beam, raised his hand slightly, and stroked it. A breeze blew through the hall, swirling around Shen Le, making rustling sounds from the roof tiles to the window paper.

Ah this...

I’m not good at chanting sutras, praying for the salvation of souls, etc.!
I only know a little bit about physical salvation, but if I really use my methods to save the souls, not to mention others, my mentor will beat me to death!

Shen Le strolled around the ancient house twice, looking inside the three courtyards in front and back, the guardhouses on the left and right, and the two long alleys. He looked inside every room.

After reading it, he shook his head and went back to find the practitioners:

"I can feel the resentment accumulating in this house... Maybe if I can just relieve it, it won't cause people to disappear?"

"This resentment will not harm anyone." The man from Guanyue Temple was the first to deny it. He sprinkled the ancient well with incense ash and every corner in front of and behind the house:
"If it would harm people, Guandi and Yuewangye would not tolerate it. If it doesn't harm people and just suffers for itself, we can't do anything about it."

"Yes, it's not the kind that can hurt people." The temple keeper of Tianhou Temple agreed with his colleague:
"We have checked all the ancient houses in the city before. We have tried our best to help those who need salvation. If they are not haunted, we will not tear them down, right?"

The Taoist priest from Qingyuan Mountain smiled but said nothing, as if to say "don't disturb me while I'm ascending to heaven". Finally, everyone's eyes fell on Elder Daoqing:
"Amitabha." Elder Daoqing started chanting the Buddha's name as usual. After chanting the Buddha's name once, he slowly said:

"This ancestral temple is related to the Tanyue Temple in our temple. I will go to the Tanyue Temple and burn some incense to see if it has any effect."

Wha...what?
You are a monk!
If you don't chant sutras to pray for the souls to be reborn, why are you going to the temple to ask for incense?

Shen Le opened his mouth, closed it, reached for his phone, and quickly searched on Baidu. After a quick search, he had to admit that:

The Huang family of Citong is also a famous family with a history of one thousand years since the Tang Dynasty. In the second year of the Tang Dynasty, Huang Shougong gave up his house to build a temple.

In order to thank the Huang family for their merit in donating the land, Kaiyuan Temple still preserves the Tan Yue Temple to this day, where Huang family is worshipped and incense is offered, and Huang family descendants live there and keep incense.

In the land of Fujian, all branches of the Huang family were passed down from Huang Shougong, and in the end, they all had to enshrine the Tanyue Temple as their ancestral temple...

Fine……

If you have any questions, would you like your ancestors to tell you?
Shen Le extended his hand and handed the question to the old monk. However, the incense was invited over and walked around the ancestral hall, but it didn't work.

Be sad when you should be sad, and be resentful when you should be resentful.

Shen Le sighed:

"There's nothing I can do. Looks like I have to do it. - Forget it, I'll go through it again and see!"

(End of this chapter)