The night banquet of the royal palace is very standard.

According to the rules since ancient times, King Zhongshun is at the level of a prince. When banquets are filled with joy, there must be joy for the country. There must be dances for the emperor. The eighth throne dances and the sixth prince dances. This is the dance used by the lord of the western frontier to pray to heaven and earth and worship ancestors.

The old man took Wei Yang to Yin'an Hall first, and the square in front of the hall was the place where he could pray to heaven and earth.

"I am a prince and I have no right to pray to the society and the country, but only the right to pray to heaven and earth. This etiquette is indispensable and will be attacked if it is missing." The old prince introduced, "The family, country and the world are universal, and the Confucian etiquette is used, so I have to use the Confucian Six-Dance Dance. You must also learn later, and in the future, you must set up your own ancestral temple in Beiting."

What to do?

"Why should my parents pay tribute?" Wei Yang said, "They will live a long life, live a safe and joyful life without any worries, and live a peaceful and joyful life. I don't want it."

The old man looked at him in surprise. Could this guy be a fool?

"Worshiping ancestors is not worshipping a few people, but generations but more than ten generations, do you understand?" the old man advised, "What is great unification? The world obeys the emperor's orders, which can be achieved by a strong army and a strong horse. Only when etiquette is passed down from all over the world and the people obey it, that is called unification. You..."

"My group is the most ordinary mud legs. I still know how many more people know. I can't let me arrange a few ancestors, right?" Wei Yang thought for a while and asked, "Why, your ancestors asked me to take a seat to worship?"

The old prince was dumbfounded.

Who has ever heard of someone else's ancestors?

"You just say it's OK, I won't invite my healthy parents to the temple anyway." Wei Yang lost his temper. "If it really doesn't work, let Feng Wu invite their ancestors in. I won't make up any ancestors for myself anyway."

The old man had to warn in advance: "Then don't blame others for saying that you don't come from."

"My mother gave birth to me, and my father raised me, why didn't I come from? It's just that there are so many rules. Why do I find so many ancestors?" Wei Yang cursed, "How many times have the 18th generation of ancestors been reborn? Can you see the gifts given by unworthy descendants? These Confucian scholars are just tormenting people. I even suspect that Hongwu Taizu arranged some ancestors for their Zhu family. Otherwise, the eighteen generations of his family will record what his grandfather's name is, what is his grandfather's name? He also chased the title, and what nonsense is it."

This is a mess.

"It's okay if you don't worship yourself, what are you doing?" The old prince had to persuade him, "Forget it, if you don't want to worship, then you will have to leave a place for sacrifice for your descendants for decades or hundreds of years."

"I don't want it. After a hundred years, I will return to my hometown. After I die, I will find a slope in the mountains, dig a hole, and lie in it. I will not have any 'rituals of princes'. It is to do good things for tomb robbers in later generations. What's more, if people die like lamps, why do they have to do so many specifications?" Wei Yang said, "As for the worship of descendants, if I become a talent, people who have nothing to do with me will also commemorate me. If they are more generous, they can also give me an evaluation of 'usefulness and family'. That's enough. In the future, the descendants will each have their own branches. How can they think of such an ancestor?"

The old prince quietly sighed for a while.

He said: "You boy was born to ignore the rules and turn the rules around after death."

Thanks.

"If I could do such a big thing, I could write a lot in this life." Wei Yang bowed, "Do your ancestors give me some sacrifices? Why did you forget so many serious things after saying so much?"

The old man was so angry that he wanted to suck him. Why do you care so much about serious matters?

After strolling, it was the Old Zhao Family Ancestral Temple.

"It should be called the Damiao. The place where the emperor worships his ancestors is called Taimiao. The family of the princes is the Damiao. The biggest thing that the emperor seized the title of the princes was to demolish the Damiao of the princes. That was the most shameful thing." The old man stood at the door and said.

Wei Yang looked at him, but he didn't realize that there was anything gloomy.

"From this generation, I'm afraid I'll have to come here as you said. You may still remember to come to visit. When you come to your next generation, it may not be possible," the old man said somewhat excitedly, "The geese leave a sound, and the people leave aside, who knows in the future."

Wei Yang looked at him like a fool again.

The old man said angrily: "What nonsense do you want to say?"

"Ah, I don't know if this is a good thing, why don't you listen to it?" Wei Yang hesitated a little and said, "Look, I'm very prosperous, right?"

The old man smiled angrily and said, "Yes, yes, you are in full bloom in spring and autumn! But what nonsense are you going to say?"

"I see that the princess is also very physically good, right? If so, this," Wei Yang discussed in embarrassment, "If she had a son, wouldn't she?"

The old man was overjoyed. He heard this guy say such things.

However, this guy was so arrogant that he never thought that this man could be so generous.

Is it generous?

"If you say you don't have a child, it's definitely not OK. I can agree. After all, having a baby is like passing the gates of hell, but she definitely doesn't agree." Wei Yang said, "If you have a son, it's okay, or Borjijin's surname is good. I think it's good. It depends on whether you can accept it. Anyway, you think it's very important, right?"

The old man thought about it for a while and then sure that this guy was serious. After all, he was a guy who didn't even worship his ancestors during the Chinese New Year.

"Is it a matter of determination?" The old man was a little cautious when he thought about it, "Why would it be a second one..."

"Why have to wait for the second one? But I agreed that I like my little daughter, not my son. If I have a daughter, you can't rob it." Wei Yang said, "If I have a son, then we will..."

"Bah!" The little princess's vague disgust came from behind.

Wei Yang said without changing his expression: "Anyway, I feel that my son's son is a grandson, and my daughter's son is also a grandson. If you think it's OK, then let's make a decision."

The old man danced and suddenly said annoyed: "Last time I forgot to ask the emperor for a title of the general in charge of the country."

Wei Yang smiled, turned his eyes to Dongfang, and said to himself: "Dad, mom, my son has also begun to discuss the issue of having a son in this era. Let me tell you later, you will also urge me to be an adult, and he is time to become a family, so they should forget me soon..."

As soon as I thought about it, my sorrow couldn't help but hit my chest. This is really a life-li that is comparable to the death of others. He is powerful by nature, and now he can't stand the fried and cooked oil like a longing.

The old man saw that he looked dazed and thought that he was grateful for his ancestors. He was speechless for a moment, but the joy in his heart did not decrease at all.

"But what you said is wrong. What is the Borjijin family? It is the hat that the unpromising people on the grassland are fighting for. We don't want it." The old man revealed, "My ancestors were actually from the Central Plains. My sixth-generation grandmother is a Han native and has the bloodline of the descendants of Zhao Song. It is said that they are descendants of Zhao Defang, King Hui of Qin. The fifth-generation grandmother is the eldest daughter of a Han censor in Dadu. You can calculate, how much of the bloodline of the so-called Borjijin family has left? It is no longer the descendant of Temujin they mentioned."
Chapter completed!