Chapter 181 – All Generations of Overbearing Ancestors of the Jiang Clan
Chapter 181 – The Hegemonic Ancestor of the Jiang Clan Throughout the Ages
In front of the Jiang Mansion’s main gate, that old crone with a head full of silver hair howled as she hugged the sixteen or seventeen year old teenager who had recognized his ancestor.
At this moment there was no longer any Jiang Clan Old Taijun, nor was there any Shizi or Xin Da Wang.
There was just the side-splitting scene of an ordinary old grandmother seeing her separated grandson returning home.
However, those who had the heart suddenly realized that this was a meeting between the Jiang Elder Taijun, who was in charge of the Jiang Clan, and the last and only direct descendant of the Jiang Clan, which had been a super clan for hundreds of years, and had been so prominent that it was the last and only direct descendant of the family that was at the top of the pyramid of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
That’s right! According to the Jiang Clan’s rule of establishing the first and the eldest, Xin Zhuo was already the only direct descendant of the Jiang Clan.
Although Jiang Yukui is also a direct line, but the Jiang clan has perished the second master’s first son, not the first long direct line.
This scene, from a certain point of view, has changed the Jiang Clan and even a subtle pattern of the Great Zhou.
Old Taijun might not be thinking clearly for the time being.
Xin Zhuo was even more confused.
Until after half a column of incense, only by behind the palace to an old consort sighing emotionally persuade: “Old Taijun, rest sad, the son has returned, the guests are still there.”
Old Taijun only then reacted, let go of Xin Zhuo, wipe the corners of the eyes, face has already dispersed the grief of the grandson’s loss and recovery, and became that old Taijun who was born in the hairpin family, with a strong wrist, and ruled the Jiang Clan for more than ten years, and seriously ordered: “The first line of the Jiang Clan, the first line of the Jiang Clan, is the most important one.
“The Jiang Clan’s first family is not prosperous, so the Princess’s daughters-in-law and the second grandson, Jiang Yukui, should treat the guests. The ancestral temple has been swept, and the old woman will lead the first eldest grandson of the Jiang Clan, Jiang Yuqing, to pay homage to his ancestor and recognize his ancestor! The ancestral temple is now open for incense offerings!”
“Here!”
The Jiang Clan’s strict discipline immediately operated like a machine, with princesses, noblewomen, young ladies and thousands of subordinates walking like the wind, first inviting guests into the house, then arranging the courtyards, ringing the bells and drums, and laying out the feast of food!
And the front door leading deep into the courtyard has been paved with a brand new brown embroidered tiger carpet, a large group of male stewards and hundreds of male subordinates hurriedly ran forward.
Old Taijun grabbed Xin Zhuo’s hand: “Grandson, follow grandmother to meet the ancestors!”
Without any further ado, she pulled Xin Zhuo forward, not giving him any time to consider or say a few polite words.
Step into the door, on the brown embroidered tiger carpet, across a fire pit, around dozens of pavilions and pavilions courtyard and obscure solemn building ……
An old man and a young man, both with upright postures and solemn expressions.
At this moment, there is no longer any ordinary grandchildren, but the Jiang Clan’s old Taijun and the first eldest grandson’s authority and prestige.
Fully walked three or four miles.
Just as Xin Zhuo was about to be confused, a large hall with a simple and peculiar shape, majestic and spectacular, appeared in front of him.
At this moment, the door of the hall was wide open!
Hundreds of male servants knelt on both sides of the gate.
A white-haired old steward stood in front of the main hall and discreetly and forcefully flicked his whip seven times with a loud voice: “The Ancestral Altar has been opened!
“The Ancestral Altar has been opened! Jiang Yuqing, the seventeenth generation of the Jiang Clan’s first eldest grandson, enters the ancestral temple, sacrifices to his ancestors, opens the glory of the Jiang Clan, and enters the prestige of a hundred generations, enter!”
Old Taijun tightly grasped Xin Zhuo’s hand and walked towards the main hall step by step.
Walking up the eighteen white jade steps, Xin Zhuo subconsciously looked at the door, only to see that on the door plaque were the two big words “Jiang Temple”, which were strong and contained strange patterns, and on each side were half of a couplet: “By the order of the Sage, the ancestor of the Jiang Clan will be honored.
“By the order of the Holy Monarch, sweeping across the eight wastelands, swallowing ten thousand miles like a tiger!”
“Cultivating the Xuan Heaven Martial Way, transcending the mortal world into the saintly, violent battles of immortal martial arts open up the sun and the moon!”
This couplet is a bit strange, not at all like an ancestral temple that should educate the children and grandchildren, be loyal to the emperor and love the country, or pull some rules and regulations of the family, bragging.
However, it gave people a sense of grandeur and respect in vain.
Not waiting for him to figure it out, he was pulled into the ancestral temple again. Facing him were layers of curtains embroidered with three-clawed golden dragons, and opposite was a large row of densely packed tabletops.
A huge nine-dragon incense burner was burning with a river of green smoke.
“Kneel down!”
The old Taijun’s voice was stern, pointing at the futon in front of the tablet.
Xin Zhuo did not have the habit of kneeling, but seeing that the old Taijun’s face was too serious, he was afraid that it would not work if he did not kneel, so he could only soften his knees and kneel down.
“As grandmother says!” The old Taijun stood aside, “Jiang’s seventeenth generation first grandson, Jiang Yuqing, has been living in exile for fourteen years, and now recognizes his ancestor and returns to his family, and in the future, he will follow his ancestor’s legacy, or go out to be a general and join the prime minister or conquer the four directions for the vassals, and protect the peace of the Great Zhou!
Cultivate supreme martial arts, mix battle immortal martial arts, open up the sky and earth, sun and moon, seek the might of our ancestors in the past, and do not lose the ambition of the blue clouds!”
Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment, feeling that this is too arrogant, too tugging, might break his life, but still honestly recounted it.
The old Taijun silently listened to the last word Xin Zhuo uttered, her face turned extremely complicated, and tremblingly burned three incense sticks for each tablet.
This was not something she should have done as a woman of the realm, it was just that now that the Jiang Clan had withered away, there was not a decent elder in.
After doing everything, she once again stepped back a few steps, pointing at one of the topmost plaques, and said softly in a raw manner, “Jiang Clan’s distant ancestor, Jiang, is named Taixu, Qingyuan Sword Master, and has entered the twenty-two realms of Hun Yuanxu!”
“……”
Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment and could not help but ask: “What is Qing Yuan Sword Master, twenty-two realms of Hun Yuan Void?”
Nine grades and eighteen stages of martial arts, and twenty-two realms? Is it really as one guessed, there are immortals in the world?
Old Taijun shook her head: “Grandmother doesn’t know either, you and bow!”
Xin Zhuo bowed three times in vain.
Old Taijun pointed to the second tablet.
“The ancestor of the founding Jiang Clan of the Great Zhou, Jiang Hui Yuan, the only Zhongwu Duke of the Great Zhou, the first King of Qin, together with the Great Zhou’s Great Ancestor and Mr. Zhuge, the two of them started out from the Folong Mountain, and the world called them one ruler, one division, and one marshal, who led 600,000 iron armors and swept through the twelve states of the world in seven years!
Great Zhou eighteen states of the land, your ancestor one person to fight twelve states, ninety-one years old died, martial arts nineteen realm Yin realm! He was revered by the world! The portrait still hangs in the Great Zhou Founding Eighteen Sages Building, ranking first!”
This was simply bullish to the point of explosion! No wonder the Jiang Clan can be so prominent and prosperous to this point! Just …… the nineteenth realm of the martial arts realm?
Xin Zhuo pressed the curiosity in his heart and kowtowed three times.
The old Taijun then pointed to the next tablet to start talking about it, and then the next.
Each of them had something amazing to do, either a prime minister or a vassal king, but without exception they were all full-fledged longhouses.
He realized that there were no female ancestors or branch ancestors here!
Old Taijun has been talking about fourteen people, to the fifteenth, suddenly eyes moist, subconsciously walked over to wipe the tablets, voice with a few points of resentment:.
“Your grandfather Jiang Ce, is also grandmother’s husband, a life of untamed but low-eyed, will be Jiang’s Qin Wang’s position lost, the ginger family was decapitated one hundred and twenty people, dying to help the late emperor to seize the throne of the original Chung Yu Prince, only to maintain the glory of the ginger family, but the Qin Wang’s position is divided into five, divided into your father with four of your uncles, which is the origins of the door of the five county king ……”
Said sighed, and pointed to the following row of five plaques: “Your father, King Jiang Wen of West Qin County; your cousin uncle, King Jiang Xu of Surabaya County; your cousin uncle, King Jiang Yun of Beiwei County; your second uncle, King Jiang Qing of Nanling County; and your fourth uncle, King Jiang Buwei of Beihai County!”
Let’s talk about your father, when your grandfather died, he was just fifteen years old, he inherited the title of King of West Qin County and the title of Great General of the Divine Mighty Army, and went through thirty-six great battles in his life, destroying three countries in the Western Regions, and expanding the territory of the Great Zhou by 4,800 miles!”
Xin Zhuo thought for a moment: “There is also a third uncle, right? I wonder why these people are gone? In terms of age, I am afraid that they are only forty or fifty years old, why ……”
The old Taijun’s face turned very ugly, as if she didn’t want him to ask any further.
Xin Zhuo had to stop, curious to look at the bottom of a tablet, there is only a lone name on it:Jiang Wuche!
Could not help but ask: “Who is this person?”
(End of chapter)