As soon as he entered the gate of the small restaurant, a neatly dressed waiter let Han Li inside.
Han Li didn't go to the second floor either, so he sat down in a remote corner on the first floor, ordered a few small dishes, and looked at everything in the restaurant in silence.
There were many customers on the first floor, not much different from other restaurants Han Li had seen before, whether they were coolie porters or traders who came to the city to do small business, they had everything. The only thing that catches the eye is the burly man in a full suit at the table.
There were more than five or six of these people, and each of them carried a strip-shaped bag several feet long, which was placed at a convenient place beside him. Han Li didn't need to scan with his consciousness, but he could immediately guess that there were some weapons like swords inside. Judging from the uniform clothes of these people, they probably belonged to some gang. However, this also made Han Li feel a sense of kindness, thinking of all the situations at Qixuanmen that day.
Turning his consciousness towards these few people, these people's plain words could be heard clearly, and it was true that the light words were all about the killings of some gangs. Han Li lost interest after listening for a while, and turned his eyes, intending to pay attention The force shifted to someone else.
At this moment, two young Confucian scholars walked in from outside the restaurant, and they walked forward slowly while talking happily.
"I heard that this time when Shi Lang returns to his hometown to worship his ancestors, not only the governor will come to pay a visit in person, but the Fan and Li families will also send people to come. It seems that the Han family really has to make a big deal this time, and they can't keep a low profile. "
"That's not true! I heard that for this ancestor worship, the Han family sent out letters to recall all the branch clansmen from all over the country, no matter how far or near. Even some well-known gentry in Jingzhou also sent people to watch the ceremony. It will be listed as the top three aristocratic families in Jingzhou along with Fan and Li."
"Tsk tsk! It is said that the Han family has only risen for more than a hundred years, and it is incredible that they have such momentum!"
"What's so strange about this. The Han family never knew which generation had a relative who had Jie Yuan, and it has been out of control since then. The descendants of the later generations have obtained fame in the exams, so it has been accumulated for several generations. Strange thing. Why don't we go then..."
Two Confucian scholars casually sat down at a table near Han Li.
"The Han family!" Han Li was taken aback when he heard this, and hurriedly wanted to continue listening, but the two of them changed the subject and started talking about some things like the Book of Songs, which made Han Li feel very depressed. However, after turning his mind around, he suddenly got up and walked towards the two Confucian scholars.
"Brothers, I, Han Li, I don't know which Han family the Han family mentioned just now is. I came here this time, and I also received a letter from my family to worship the ancestors. It's just that I grew up in a different place, and I am unfamiliar with my family. I don't know where the ancestors are worshipped, please give me some pointers." Han Li walked up to the Confucian scholar and asked with a smile.
"It turns out that Xiongtai is a disciple of the Han family. I'm sorry. But which other local Han family can exist, of course it is the Wuligou Han family." The two Confucian scholars were startled at first, but then they saw that the other party was also dressed as a Confucian scholar. , speaking with the appearance of being extremely gentle, replied without the slightest doubt.
"Wuli Valley!" This place is the small mountainside village where the Han family lived in the past, because the whole village is located in a valley with a size of five or six miles, so it got such a rustic name. It seems that the Han family that Confucian scholars just talked about has a lot to do with him.
"If it's Wuligou, this Han family is really my younger brother's family. Can you two tell us about the general situation in detail? My younger brother has never participated in the family's ancestor worship, so don't make any jokes." Han Li's expression on his face was as usual, gentle said.
"This... is just an overview of the situation. Naturally, it doesn't matter. This is something that everyone knows." The two Confucian scholars looked at each other, and one of them looked at Han Li again. He didn't think he was a villain, so he agreed down.
"Thank you both!" Han Li thanked again with a smile.
And the Confucian scholar said: "If Xiongtai participates in the ancestor worship, it is better not to go to Wuligou, because the Han family moved their family to the Han family tens of miles away decades ago." Fort, only on the day of worshiping the ancestors will all the clansmen return to the old residence of Wuligou. And the Han family... "
Han Li quietly listened to the Confucian scholar's words, his face did not change, but his heart was churning.
Two hours later, Han Li appeared on the former green hill, but this time he did not fall down, but quietly looked down, silent.
Is this still the old village
The loess path, thatched huts with low walls, and children from the village are all gone, replaced by tile-roofed houses in a large courtyard, pebble paths, and some well-dressed servants. The shadow of the old days is gone.
After watching for a while, Han Li shook his head and wanted to leave immediately, but his eyes suddenly fell on a pavilion in the middle of the house. This pavilion is not very huge, but apart from this building, the rest of the houses are all single-storey, making it particularly eye-catching.
The gate of the attic was closed tightly, and a dark plaque was hung on it, with "Han Family Ancestral Hall" and other large characters written in silver powder.
A strange look appeared on Han Li's face. After thinking for a while, his figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in front of the attic.
In front of the attic stood a few big and round servants who guarded the shrine, but it was naturally impossible for Han Li who had cast the invisibility technique to be spotted by them. After only casually glanced at them, Han Li directly cast his escape technique and walked in through the door.
As soon as he entered the door, rows of spiritual tablets came into view. There were hundreds of these wooden signs for spiritual tablets, which were arranged on the long tables around them, forming a long passage. But the tables later on were empty, as if they were reserved for those who came later.
With a glance, although various Han family names and taboos are written on these tablets, they are extremely strange to him. Han Li didn't stay long, and went directly to the second floor.
There are also some spiritual seats on the second floor, but they are obviously more solemn. Not only were there more incense burners and sandalwood incense, but also a huge copper tripod was placed in the middle, which was filled with sesame oil and a thick cotton wick, and the candle was brightly lit, which made people feel solemn.
Han Li turned a blind eye to all of this, and just stared blankly at the several spirit cards placed in the middle, his body motionless.
"Han Zhu, Han Tie, Han Tiansheng..." These familiar names were written coldly on the pitch-black wooden sign, and Han Li felt a pain in his heart, and suddenly felt a little breathless.
As the saying goes, the avenue is ruthless! But this is nothing more than self-deception. Even if Han Li is already a character among the gods of the land, he can't break his heart, all he can do is to bury this feeling as deep as possible in his heart.
Han Li finally moved, walked slowly to the spirit tablet in the middle, and stopped again, looking at the spirit tablet expressionlessly, but the warm pictures of getting along with these relatives kept appearing in his mind.
Time passed by little by little, and I don't know how long it has passed. The heavy sound of the pavilion door opening awakened Han Li from his old thoughts, but he stood where he was and did not move.
At this time, footsteps and the voices of two middle-aged men talking came from downstairs.
"Brother Li, you are too impatient. Didn't you say that you would lend me the handbook to read after offering sacrifices to your ancestors? Why are you so impatient!" A man said helplessly.
"Hey! Brother Han Xian, who told you to suddenly mention at the end that there is a set of nameless footwork created by our ancestors in the back of the handbook. I am a little surprised. Since it is a martial art created by the ancestors of the Li family, why does our Li family never I don't know about this, so I naturally want to see it sooner. But, why is a good manuscript enshrined in this ancestral hall? It would be terrible if it was stolen!" The other person was embarrassed, but a little worried Said.
"Cough! Ordinary people, who would go to other people's ancestral halls to steal things? Besides, although our Han family ancestral hall is not a dragon's pond or a tiger's lair, it is guarded by domestic servants who are proficient in martial arts day and night. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to approach. If you can succeed, you are not afraid of our Han family's revenge. Do you want to pursue it?" The man who spoke first said confidently.
"Exactly!" Another man agreed.
The sound of "thump, thump" coming upstairs came clearly. A Confucian scholar and a bearded man appeared one after the other at the head of the stairs.
The two were originally talking with a smile on their face, but when they saw Han Li in front of the spirit card with their hands behind their backs, their expressions froze immediately.
But the big bearded man was stunned for a moment, and immediately took a step forward, blocking the middle-aged Confucian scholar, growling his beard and hair: "Good thief, you came here after being hunted down, so let's stay here later. "As soon as he finished speaking, the big man clenched his fists with both hands, and he jumped into the air, rushing straight at Han Li.
Before the people arrived, an astonishing gust of wind first suppressed it.
Han Li stood motionless with his back to the two of them.