The world of Taoism

Chapter 238 Ancestor Zhongde Gong (for subscription)
A mansion in the main city of Yangzhou.

The middle-aged man who just wrote the official document leaned lazily on the chair, and seemed to have a headache.

"Shenxiao Tianzun..."

This middle-aged man is called Chen Gongda, he is the staff of the Yangzhou State Shepherd, and he holds several important positions at the same time, and he is considered a high-ranking person in Yangzhou.

In addition to this identity, there is another identity—a cultivator.

Chen Gongda's family has been deeply rooted in Yangzhou since thousands of years ago.

It can be said that this side is a big family, and the children below are officials in various fields, and the power is intricate, and there have been several eunuchs.

Chen Gongda is the head of this generation.

This time the flood directly brought about a big reshuffle, which gave the Chen family a great opportunity.

Originally thought to use this to expand the power, but did not expect to have time to intervene, the matter is over.

In the end, there were not a few slices of the pie, and most of the benefits were swallowed up by those families.

Chen Gongda frowned and walked out the door.

This is a vast estate.

Even in the afternoon, people come and go.

There was an endless flow of servants and servants, among them were the children of the Chen family who were dressed luxuriously.

The Chen family is a big family.

There are thousands of tenants and servants alone. Excluding those who have been separated, there are hundreds or even thousands of family members.

Now the Yangzhou prefect is very old, and he will soon retire even if he does not die in a few years.

Chen Gongda is a disciple of Liu Jing, the prefect of Yangzhou, and has a high probability of serving as the prefect of Yangzhou.

He is less than 50 years old now, which is the time when he is in his prime.

It's a pity that Chen Gongda has always had a knot in his heart.

Once this matter is not handled properly, I am afraid that nothing will be lost.

Before he knew it, Chen Gongda walked to the back mountain.

Here is a mountain.

The forbidden area of ​​the Chen family, one cannot enter here without a certain seniority, and this place is also the secret place of the Chen family.

The back mountain is empty, only a single house with red walls and yellow tiles stands in it.

The sun shines on the tiles, reflecting a piece of golden light.

When Chen Gongda stepped into it, rows of red candles and sandalwood came into view.

There is actually a dense tablet of tablets enshrined. After a rough count, there are about two to three hundred tablets.

In front of each tablet are three sticks of incense and two red candles.

There are people waiting all year round, and the incense is constantly burning.

It turns out that this place is the ancestral hall of the Chen family.

Chen Gongda took out three sticks of incense from the table next to him, lit the incense sticks, put them on top of a bronze tripod, and muttered something.

At the same time, several old men suddenly appeared beside him.

The old men took out the incense table, quickly put the melons and fruits, and burned the ingots.

After doing all this, the old man quickly avoided, leaving Chen Gongda alone.

Chen Gongda is facing the ancestral tablet head-on, with a portrait and a larger tablet at the top.

The memorial tablet is carved with dragons and painted in style, and a hundred beasts present auspiciousness.There are three words written on the top: Le An Tang.

There is a pair of couplets on the left and right: the merits of the ancestors are far away for a hundred generations, and the filial piety of the descendants is forever.

In the middle is the name and title of the ancestor.

At this time, the three sandalwood sticks emitted a red light, and the cigarette smoke curled up, lingering, and condensed into a cloud.

The ancestral tablet above shines brightly.

A majestic man in a purple official uniform and a black black gauze hat appeared in the clouds and mist.

Dim and hazy, unable to see the real face.

The moment he saw this person, Chen Gongda immediately knelt down.

"Le'an Chen's No. 20 generation Patriarch Chen Gongda pays respects to ancestor Zhongde Gong."

Le'an Chen is the hall name of a famous family. It is usually named after the birthplace or the official award, representing a family.

There are many people with the surname Chen in the world, not all of them are of the same origin, only those with the same hall name can be regarded as of the same origin.

"Get up!" Mr. Zhongde's voice was ethereal, he didn't open his mouth, but the voice came out.

"What can I tell you?" Duke Zhongde said.

"Is such that…"

Chen Gongda stood up, with a respectful expression, and finished talking about what happened during this period.

Mr. Zhongde's misty eyes seemed to penetrate time and space, and he listened quietly to Chen Gongda's narration.

"Hey... It's a pity that I can't help much. If the original Yinde is still there, everyone in Yangzhou will have to look at my Chen family's face."

Mr. Zhongde sighed deeply after speaking, his tone was full of regret.

"Now that Yintu is declining again, I'm afraid I can't make a move." Mr. Zhongde's expression was hidden in the smoke, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.

Zhongdegong is the god worshiped by the Chen family.

Unlike other gods.

This kind of god is generally only worshiped by the descendants of the family.

The establishment of temples without fanfare to worship is a kind of ancestor worship.

Chen Gongda knelt down again, with an excited expression, and said:

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhongde, the descendants will surely rejuvenate my Chen Clan's Yin Land, and the descendants are here for this."

"Oh?" Hearing these words, Mr. Zhongde immediately became interested.

Chen Gongda stood up, paced slowly on the spot, and told about the upcoming establishment of the temple by Shenxiao Tianzun.

"Now the common people are very interested in this God of Heaven, but there is no temple of God of Heaven here. If we drive it away and you introduce it, Mr. Zhongde, wouldn't it be a waste of incense."

When the faith has accumulated to a certain level, the gods will condense a cloudy soil.

Yintu, as the name suggests, is the land of the underworld, the place where people can only stay after death.

After the Chen family's children die, they will be led into the underworld, and they will live in the underworld without suffering from wandering lonely souls.

However, this land of the underworld is not unchangeable.

Due to various reasons, Mr. Zhongde was seriously injured, coupled with the fact that his family was weak, and his belief in incense declined.

As a result, the yin soil shrinks, the ancestors are weakened, it is difficult to manifest the spirit, and it is impossible to attract future generations.

Because of the weakening of power, miracles cannot be performed, and the belief of future generations will be shaken, which will cause the land to shrink.

An endless loop has formed, Mr. Zhongde's strength is getting weaker and weaker, and he spends less and less time showing his appearance.

So what is most needed now is to add faith.

Hearing Chen Gongda's words, Duke Zhongde's heart moved, and his tone was tinged with urgency.

"really?"

"Of course, Mr. Zhongde doesn't even need to make a move. His descendants can find their own way." Chen Gongda said.

The incense of the gods' temples is a great temptation for ghosts. In addition, the statues of the gods have not been consecrated, and many ghosts want to replace them.

At that time, it could be described as a group of demons dancing wildly, and all the ghosts wanted to enjoy the incense.

Chen Gongda can start from this aspect, and combine the power of Yangjian to replace his belief.

"How sure?" Duke Zhongde asked.

"Seventy percent."

"Okay! This thing is for you, and this matter must be successful."

A gust of wind blew by, leaving only one object in place.

This object is a rectangular mahogany sign.

About seven inches long and three inches high, it was in the shape of a crouching dragon with four claws, majestic and murderous.

Just looking at it gives people the feeling that they are in court.

It feels like a prisoner who has committed countless crimes and needs to be judged urgently. He can't wait to kneel down and confess his guilt immediately, begging for forgiveness.

This is the magic weapon handed down by Mr. Zhongde.

The word Zhongde is the posthumous title bestowed by the emperor on Duke Zhongde.

Because he was quite famous as an official and loved by the people, he was given a posthumous title.

Duke Zhongde did make many political achievements during his lifetime, including improving people's livelihood, controlling floods and so on.

After death, it was enshrined by the common people as the god of protecting the family and keeping the house safe.

Later, due to war disasters or other reasons, the incense declined, and finally turned into family sacrifices.

Chen Gongda picked up the gavel on the table, his face was solemn, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

Whether it is right or wrong depends on it.

After becoming the head of the family, this problem has not been resolved, and the other houses have quite a few complaints. If this continues, I am afraid that the status will not be guaranteed.

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