Boom, boom, boom!
"That's the ancestor's favor for Feng'er..." Lin Zhengyang said lightly.
When Hua Zhuo lowered her head to drink tea, she felt a little uncomfortable, as if she was being stared at. In fact, she had already felt this way when she sang the ceremony before, but she didn't dare to squint her eyes at that time. Now this feeling came again, As she handed the tea cup back to Qiqiao, she turned her head and looked sideways, only to see a middle-aged man staring at her. He was dressed in brocade clothes and looked majestic. He showed his noble status and his face was like a crown jewel. With a beard three inches longer, he looked like a fairy. He was actually a rare handsome man. When she saw Lin Feng standing next to her, her appearance was somewhat similar to him. She knew in her heart that this must be the King of Zhennan. Crown Prince.
Hua Yan is the only person who refuses to admit defeat.
It’s not that the Hua family has no daughters. Not to mention the collateral lineage, there are still several direct lineage members. Why should Lin Feng be promoted? It’s not because the ancestors particularly like Lin Feng, but because she is the direct granddaughter of Prince Zhennan. The reason is that simple, but who can say it directly? A word of favor has profound meaning.
Eighteen drums sound, an auspicious time has arrived.
"There are two aunts who have taught me lessons. She should be more cautious. You should be more patient." After Lin Zhengyang said this, he suddenly felt someone approaching from behind and immediately fell silent.
"Brother is complaining for Sister Yan..." Lin Feng shook his head, "What is Sister Yan's identity? What kind of good family can't be found? The banker and Rong'antang are in love with each other, so why do you hate Sister Zhuo? Brother He is smart, but he loves to get into trouble too much."
"Eighth sister, please don't be nervous for a while. If something goes wrong, I will never forgive you..." Hua Yan looked straight ahead, her lips slightly persuading, her voice was not high, but she knew that Hua Zhuo could hear it.
Lin Zhengyang frowned, what is the ancestor going to do
It’s interesting, the two little girls use each other as a pillar of support to relieve stress, and they secretly encourage each other while competing.
In front of Tianbao Tower, men and women, old and young, hundreds of tribesmen and relatives gathered together. Under the leadership of their ancestors, they knelt down to worship the heaven and the earth, and worshiped their ancestors and spirits.
"Eighth sister, please don't be nervous for a while. If something goes wrong, I will never forgive you..." Hua Yan looked straight ahead, her lips slightly persuading, her voice was not high, but she knew that Hua Zhuo could hear it.
When the ancestor said this, Hua Zhuo couldn't say anything else and followed her up to the third floor peacefully. The ancestor didn't stop and led her to meet the elders along the way.
"Which class is the one who sings the ceremony from? Why haven't I seen it before?" Hua Shi changed her attention again. She didn't like the girl at the first sight.
Hua Yan is the only person who refuses to admit defeat.
"The ancestors originally wanted Sister Zhuo to wear a butterfly skirt and an agate bracelet today, but she was stubborn and went against the wishes of the ancestors and put on the clothes sent by the dealer." Lin Feng smiled softly, she I don’t know if Hua Zhuo is really brave or just ignorant.
After three bows and nine kowtows, Mr. Hua recited the congratulations. The tribesmen lowered their hands and listened solemnly. After the recitation, they knelt down again and then offered sacrifices. Hua Ju, Hua Jiong, Hua Yan and Hua Zhuo stood in front of the altar.
"What's the matter? You can go down later during the toast. Come on, let's go."
Lin Zhengyang noticed that whenever Hua Yan could no longer hold on, he would glance at Hua Zhuo, then straighten his waist and look more energetic. The same goes for Hua Zhuo. Every time he sings, he throws a provocative look at Hua Yan.
"What's the matter? You can go down later during the toast. Come on, let's go."
Soon, Hua Ju and Hua Jiong finished offering sacrifices, and it was Hua Yan and Hua Zhuo's turn to offer sacrifices.
Mr. Hua Da glanced at the four children sacrificed, and three of them were his biological children. Although his expression was solemn, he felt content with himself, and there was no need to explain it.
In front of Tianbao Tower, men and women, old and young, hundreds of tribesmen and relatives gathered together. Under the leadership of their ancestors, they knelt down to worship the heaven and the earth, and worshiped their ancestors and spirits.
It’s not that the Hua family has no daughters. Not to mention the collateral lineage, there are still several direct lineage members. Why should Lin Feng be promoted? It’s not because the ancestors particularly like Lin Feng, but because she is the direct granddaughter of Prince Zhennan. The reason is that simple, but who can say it directly? A word of favor has profound meaning.
"The sacrifice begins!"
"Eighth sister, please don't be nervous for a while. If something goes wrong, I will never forgive you..." Hua Yan looked straight ahead, her lips slightly persuading, her voice was not high, but she knew that Hua Zhuo could hear it.
Hua Yan rolled her eyes at her and said, "You don't need to be so kind. Only your maid can massage, but my maid can't."
"The sacrifice begins!"
"Brother is complaining for Sister Yan..." Lin Feng shook his head, "What is Sister Yan's identity? What kind of good family can't be found? The banker and Rong'antang are in love with each other, so why do you hate Sister Zhuo? Brother He is smart, but he loves to get into trouble too much."
Hua Zhuo had no choice but to follow her around, bowing to everyone she saw. Although just kowtowing made her dizzy, she saw that these elders all recognized her, and they were all familiar with her. Her biggest purpose in taking this job today was achieved, and she couldn't help but feel happy again.
It’s not that the Hua family has no daughters. Not to mention the collateral lineage, there are still several direct lineage members. Why should Lin Feng be promoted? It’s not because the ancestors particularly like Lin Feng, but because she is the direct granddaughter of Prince Zhennan. The reason is that simple, but who can say it directly? A word of favor has profound meaning.
Hua Zhuo knew that Hua Yan was nervous. This girl seemed to have a kind of arrogance and stubbornness in her bones. Even if she was nervous, she would not show it. Instead, she warned her fiercely not to be nervous. It seemed that as long as Hua Zhuo was not nervous, this girl would not Girls who lose to her won't be nervous.
Immediately, bells, chimes, harps, drums, and ritual music sounded.
Boom, boom, boom!
"The sacrifice begins!"
Now that the sacrifice was completed, the ancestors, naturally supported by their sons and daughters-in-law, stepped forward and accepted the bows from all the clan members. In an instant, the birthday wishes of "Blessed as the East China Sea and longevity as the Nanshan Mountain..." were heard endlessly. Hua Zhuo was the youngest, so naturally he was She fell last, and after most of the clan members had been ushered into the Tianbao Tower, she mingled among the sisters of the same generation and went forward to pay her respects.
Hua Zhuo felt sorry for his ancestor. Seeing that she was still so kind and kind, he felt that Hiccup should be panicked, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he could only say: "Ancestor, Zhuo'er has some errands to do, and he has to be there." We’re taking care of you on the first floor.”
In response to the sound of bells and drums, Hua Zhuo sang a cappella. Her voice was not crisp and delicate, which would have been good if she was singing anything else, but on such occasions, the singing was particularly solemn. As she opened her mouth, there was a sudden silence in front of Tianbao Tower, as if even the sound of the wind had been suppressed.
In front of Tianbao Tower, men and women, old and young, hundreds of tribesmen and relatives gathered together. Under the leadership of their ancestors, they knelt down to worship the heaven and the earth, and worshiped their ancestors and spirits.
"This is your ninth uncle and grandmother..."
Hua Ju and Hua Jiong each stepped forward. Hua Jiong sang and Hua Ju beat the weapon. The eyes of all the tribesmen fell on them. Hua Yan and Hua Zhuo only stood aside, feeling tremendous pressure. The number of all the clan members was close to two hundred, not counting the non-Hua clan members standing behind to watch the ceremony. So many eyes were focused on the two men singing the ceremony and beating the instrument, which already made the two of them feel stressed. After a while, they came forward to hold the utensils and sing the ceremony, and how nervous they must be.
"But according to me, the banker's son is not worthy of Yan'er, it's our Long'er..."
When Hua Zhuo lowered her head to drink tea, she felt a little uncomfortable, as if she was being stared at. In fact, she had already felt this way when she sang the ceremony before, but she didn't dare to squint her eyes at that time. Now this feeling came again, As she handed the tea cup back to Qiqiao, she turned her head and looked sideways, only to see a middle-aged man staring at her. He was dressed in brocade clothes and looked majestic. He showed his noble status and his face was like a crown jewel. With a beard three inches longer, he looked like a fairy. He was actually a rare handsome man. When she saw Lin Feng standing next to her, her appearance was somewhat similar to him. She knew in her heart that this must be the King of Zhennan. Crown Prince.
Lin Feng stood on the side of Tianbao Tower as the Hua clan members offered sacrifices. She and Zheng Min could only watch the ceremony but not participate. At this time, standing next to Lin Feng, was a man dressed in rich clothes. He was none other than Lin Zhengyang, the eldest son of Zhennan Palace. As the son-in-law of the Hua family, his ancestors specially invited him to attend the birthday banquet.
"Why should the Lin family's daughter be responsible for the affairs of the Hua family? They are considering using my daughter as a maid." Hua frowned, a little dissatisfied.
When Hua Zhuo lowered her head to drink tea, she felt a little uncomfortable, as if she was being stared at. In fact, she had already felt this way when she sang the ceremony before, but she didn't dare to squint her eyes at that time. Now this feeling came again, As she handed the tea cup back to Qiqiao, she turned her head and looked sideways, only to see a middle-aged man staring at her. He was dressed in brocade clothes and looked majestic. He showed his noble status and his face was like a crown jewel. With a beard three inches longer, he looked like a fairy. He was actually a rare handsome man. When she saw Lin Feng standing next to her, her appearance was somewhat similar to him. She knew in her heart that this must be the King of Zhennan. Crown Prince.
In response to the sound of bells and drums, Hua Zhuo sang a cappella. Her voice was not crisp and delicate, which would have been good if she was singing anything else, but on such occasions, the singing was particularly solemn. As she opened her mouth, there was a sudden silence in front of Tianbao Tower, as if even the sound of the wind had been suppressed.
Now that the sacrifice was completed, the ancestors, naturally supported by their sons and daughters-in-law, stepped forward and accepted the bows from all the clan members. In an instant, the birthday wishes of "Blessed as the East China Sea and longevity as the Nanshan Mountain..." were heard endlessly. Hua Zhuo was the youngest, so naturally he was She fell last, and after most of the clan members had been ushered into the Tianbao Tower, she mingled among the sisters of the same generation and went forward to pay her respects.
In this situation, nothing could go wrong.
Immediately, bells, chimes, harps, drums, and ritual music sounded.
"What's the matter? You can go down later during the toast. Come on, let's go."
Thinking of Aunt Yao's death, which had something to do with this man, she felt even more uncomfortable. She turned her eyes away without leaving a trace, pretending that she had not seen anything, and naturally ignored the kindness and care conveyed in the eyes of Prince Zhennan. .
"Eighth sister, please don't be nervous for a while. If something goes wrong, I will never forgive you..." Hua Yan looked straight ahead, her lips slightly persuading, her voice was not high, but she knew that Hua Zhuo could hear it.
After listening to his daughter's words, Lin Zhengyang glanced at Hua Zhuo a few more times, and vaguely saw the shadow of another woman on her face, but only the face shape and outline were somewhat similar, but the temperament and charm were completely different.
Eighteen drums sound, an auspicious time has arrived.
Hua Zhuo knew that Hua Yan was nervous. This girl seemed to have a kind of arrogance and stubbornness in her bones. Even if she was nervous, she would not show it. Instead, she warned her fiercely not to be nervous. It seemed that as long as Hua Zhuo was not nervous, this girl would not Girls who lose to her won't be nervous.
But there were still a few eyes that did not move away from Hua Zhuo.
"But according to me, the banker's son is not worthy of Yan'er, it's our Long'er..."
"Sixth sister." Hua Zhuo also looked intently, "I forgot to mention, in fact, in Rongan Hall, because my younger brother was young, I had always been the one to beat instruments and sing during the annual festival. At that time, I had to use both hands. Holding utensils and singing rituals is more tiring than just being a person holding utensils or singing rituals, Sixth Sister, don’t lose to me."
In front of Tianbao Tower, men and women, old and young, hundreds of tribesmen and relatives gathered together. Under the leadership of their ancestors, they knelt down to worship the heaven and the earth, and worshiped their ancestors and spirits.
Hua Zhuo had no choice but to follow her around, bowing to everyone she saw. Although just kowtowing made her dizzy, she saw that these elders all recognized her, and they were all familiar with her. Her biggest purpose in taking this job today was achieved, and she couldn't help but feel happy again.
The ancestor took Hua Yan and her hands and said with a smile: "I'm tired of the two of you today, so go upstairs with the ancestor. I will ask them to add seats later, and you two will sit next to me."
It’s not that the Hua family has no daughters. Not to mention the collateral lineage, there are still several direct lineage members. Why should Lin Feng be promoted? It’s not because the ancestors particularly like Lin Feng, but because she is the direct granddaughter of Prince Zhennan. The reason is that simple, but who can say it directly? A word of favor has profound meaning.
When the ancestor said this, Hua Zhuo couldn't say anything else and followed her up to the third floor peacefully. The ancestor didn't stop and led her to meet the elders along the way.
"You girl, if you don't help your cousin, what are you doing with a sister across the hall?"
Hua Zhuo smiled and said no more. The two of them stepped aside. Hua Yan's two maids came over to help her and moved to the side. Qiqiao and Baxiu also gathered around and brought a cup of tea from nowhere for Hua Zhuo to soothe his throat.
"Humph." A soft hum came. Although Hua Yan couldn't see his expression at this time, Hua Zhuo still heard a bit of anger from the soft hum. As long as he has the thought of not admitting defeat, the feeling of nervousness seems to have weakened a lot. Even Hua Zhuo himself feels a little lighter.
Countless eyes fell on her body. Hua Yan hit a piece of gold-inlaid jade wall with both hands and stepped on the lotus step by step. Only then did those eyes move away from her and focus on Hua Yan instead.
A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Zhengyang's mouth, and his eyes towards Hua Zhuo became more kind. This girl is really different from the girl back then.
"Which class is the one who sings the ceremony from? Why haven't I seen it before?" Hua Shi changed her attention again. She didn't like the girl at the first sight.
"Mom has never seen this before. It must be from Rong'an Hall..." The young man brought over by Hua curled his lips.
Hua Zhuo felt sorry for his ancestor. Seeing that she was still so kind and kind, he felt that Hiccup should be panicked, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he could only say: "Ancestor, Zhuo'er has some errands to do, and he has to be there." We’re taking care of you on the first floor.”
"That's the ancestor's favor for Feng'er..." Lin Zhengyang said lightly.
Hua Yan is the only person who refuses to admit defeat.
"You girl, if you don't help your cousin, what are you doing with a sister across the hall?"
"The sacrifice begins!"
"But according to me, the banker's son is not worthy of Yan'er, it's our Long'er..."
"You two, father and daughter, are muttering something and leaving us mother and son aside."
After about another stick of incense, the sacrifice was finally completed with the sound of "end of ceremony". Hua Yan was so tired that she was sweating profusely and could hardly lift her hands. Hua Zhuo stepped forward to quietly support her and stepped aside. , whispered: "My maid knows how to massage, let her massage you later, it will be much better."
Hua Yan is the only person who refuses to admit defeat.
"Dad, she is Sister Zhuo of Rongan Hall."
It’s interesting, the two little girls use each other as a pillar of support to relieve stress, and they secretly encourage each other while competing.
Soon, Hua Ju and Hua Jiong finished offering sacrifices, and it was Hua Yan and Hua Zhuo's turn to offer sacrifices.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said no more. The two of them stepped aside. Hua Yan's two maids came over to help her and moved to the side. Qiqiao and Baxiu also gathered around and brought a cup of tea from nowhere for Hua Zhuo to soothe his throat.
"But according to me, the banker's son is not worthy of Yan'er, it's our Long'er..."
After listening to his daughter's words, Lin Zhengyang glanced at Hua Zhuo a few more times, and vaguely saw the shadow of another woman on her face, but only the face shape and outline were somewhat similar, but the temperament and charm were completely different.
Now that the sacrifice was completed, the ancestors, naturally supported by their sons and daughters-in-law, stepped forward and accepted the bows from all the clan members. In an instant, the birthday wishes of "Blessed as the East China Sea and longevity as the Nanshan Mountain..." were heard endlessly. Hua Zhuo was the youngest, so naturally he was She fell last, and after most of the clan members had been ushered into the Tianbao Tower, she mingled among the sisters of the same generation and went forward to pay her respects.
"One offering, the blue wall worships the heaven."
"Mom, I'm telling daddy that I presided over the fire lighting ceremony just now and paid homage to the Stove Lord..." Lin Feng said with a smile.
"Brother is complaining for Sister Yan..." Lin Feng shook his head, "What is Sister Yan's identity? What kind of good family can't be found? The banker and Rong'antang are in love with each other, so why do you hate Sister Zhuo? Brother He is smart, but he loves to get into trouble too much."
"Dad, she is Sister Zhuo of Rongan Hall."
Hua Zhuo had no choice but to follow her around, bowing to everyone she saw. Although just kowtowing made her dizzy, she saw that these elders all recognized her, and they were all familiar with her. Her biggest purpose in taking this job today was achieved, and she couldn't help but feel happy again.
"Brother is really smart. That's Sister Zhuo from Rongan Hall." Lin Feng laughed. Her brother is really not an ordinary smart one.
"This is your ninth uncle and grandmother..."
When Hua Zhuo lowered her head to drink tea, she felt a little uncomfortable, as if she was being stared at. In fact, she had already felt this way when she sang the ceremony before, but she didn't dare to squint her eyes at that time. Now this feeling came again, As she handed the tea cup back to Qiqiao, she turned her head and looked sideways, only to see a middle-aged man staring at her. He was dressed in brocade clothes and looked majestic. He showed his noble status and his face was like a crown jewel. With a beard three inches longer, he looked like a fairy. He was actually a rare handsome man. When she saw Lin Feng standing next to her, her appearance was somewhat similar to him. She knew in her heart that this must be the King of Zhennan. Crown Prince.
Lin Feng immediately fell silent.
In response to the sound of bells and drums, Hua Zhuo sang a cappella. Her voice was not crisp and delicate, which would have been good if she was singing anything else, but on such occasions, the singing was particularly solemn. As she opened her mouth, there was a sudden silence in front of Tianbao Tower, as if even the sound of the wind had been suppressed.
"My daughter understands what daddy means. She has wanted to get close to her these past two days, but this sister Zhuo seems to be very wary of others..." Lin Feng laughed softly, "She is completely different from the eleventh sister."
Countless eyes fell on her body. Hua Yan hit a piece of gold-inlaid jade wall with both hands and stepped on the lotus step by step. Only then did those eyes move away from her and focus on Hua Yan instead.
The ancestor took Hua Yan and her hands and said with a smile: "I'm tired of the two of you today, so go upstairs with the ancestor. I will ask them to add seats later, and you two will sit next to me."
"You are in Rongchang Hall, take more care of her..." He whispered, not wanting the woman behind him, who was only a few steps away, to hear.
Countless eyes fell on her body. Hua Yan hit a piece of gold-inlaid jade wall with both hands and stepped on the lotus step by step. Only then did those eyes move away from her and focus on Hua Yan instead.
"This is your thirteenth uncle..."
Hua wanted to say a few more words, but Lin Zhengyang looked at her sideways and said, "Say less, the sacrifice is not over yet, be more solemn..."
When Hua Zhuo lowered her head to drink tea, she felt a little uncomfortable, as if she was being stared at. In fact, she had already felt this way when she sang the ceremony before, but she didn't dare to squint her eyes at that time. Now this feeling came again, As she handed the tea cup back to Qiqiao, she turned her head and looked sideways, only to see a middle-aged man staring at her. He was dressed in brocade clothes and looked majestic. He showed his noble status and his face was like a crown jewel. With a beard three inches longer, he looked like a fairy. He was actually a rare handsome man. When she saw Lin Feng standing next to her, her appearance was somewhat similar to him. She knew in her heart that this must be the King of Zhennan. Crown Prince.
The third aunt of the Hua family, Hua Long, Lin Feng's mother, led a fifteen or sixteen year old boy over and looked at the father and daughter.
Hua Zhuo felt sorry for his ancestor. Seeing that she was still so kind and kind, he felt that Hiccup should be panicked, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he could only say: "Ancestor, Zhuo'er has some errands to do, and he has to be there." We’re taking care of you on the first floor.”
"Mom, I'm telling daddy that I presided over the fire lighting ceremony just now and paid homage to the Stove Lord..." Lin Feng said with a smile.
In front of Tianbao Tower, men and women, old and young, hundreds of tribesmen and relatives gathered together. Under the leadership of their ancestors, they knelt down to worship the heaven and the earth, and worshiped their ancestors and spirits.
But there were still a few eyes that did not move away from Hua Zhuo.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said no more. The two of them stepped aside. Hua Yan's two maids came over to help her and moved to the side. Qiqiao and Baxiu also gathered around and brought a cup of tea from nowhere for Hua Zhuo to soothe his throat.
Lin Feng immediately fell silent.
A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Zhengyang's mouth, and his eyes towards Hua Zhuo became more kind. This girl is really different from the girl back then.
The ancestor took Hua Yan and her hands and said with a smile: "I'm tired of the two of you today, so go upstairs with the ancestor. I will ask them to add seats later, and you two will sit next to me."
Soon, Hua Ju and Hua Jiong finished offering sacrifices, and it was Hua Yan and Hua Zhuo's turn to offer sacrifices.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said no more. The two of them stepped aside. Hua Yan's two maids came over to help her and moved to the side. Qiqiao and Baxiu also gathered around and brought a cup of tea from nowhere for Hua Zhuo to soothe his throat.
"Dad, she is Sister Zhuo of Rongan Hall."
Hua Yan is the only person who refuses to admit defeat.
When the ancestor said this, Hua Zhuo couldn't say anything else and followed her up to the third floor peacefully. The ancestor didn't stop and led her to meet the elders along the way.
Hua Zhuo had no choice but to follow her around, bowing to everyone she saw. Although just kowtowing made her dizzy, she saw that these elders all recognized her, and they were all familiar with her. Her biggest purpose in taking this job today was achieved, and she couldn't help but feel happy again.
Hua Zhuo had no choice but to follow her around, bowing to everyone she saw. Although just kowtowing made her dizzy, she saw that these elders all recognized her, and they were all familiar with her. Her biggest purpose in taking this job today was achieved, and she couldn't help but feel happy again.
As soon as he opened his mouth, no matter how much Fahren said, he just swallowed it back.
"Why should the Lin family's daughter be responsible for the affairs of the Hua family? They are considering using my daughter as a maid." Hua frowned, a little dissatisfied.
Lin Zhengyang frowned, what is the ancestor going to do
It’s not that the Hua family has no daughters. Not to mention the collateral lineage, there are still several direct lineage members. Why should Lin Feng be promoted? It’s not because the ancestors particularly like Lin Feng, but because she is the direct granddaughter of Prince Zhennan. The reason is that simple, but who can say it directly? A word of favor has profound meaning.
Lin Feng stood on the side of Tianbao Tower as the Hua clan members offered sacrifices. She and Zheng Min could only watch the ceremony but not participate. At this time, standing next to Lin Feng, was a man dressed in rich clothes. He was none other than Lin Zhengyang, the eldest son of Zhennan Palace. As the son-in-law of the Hua family, his ancestors specially invited him to attend the birthday banquet.
"That's the ancestor's favor for Feng'er..." Lin Zhengyang said lightly.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said no more. The two of them stepped aside. Hua Yan's two maids came over to help her and moved to the side. Qiqiao and Baxiu also gathered around and brought a cup of tea from nowhere for Hua Zhuo to soothe his throat.
The third aunt of the Hua family, Hua Long, Lin Feng's mother, led a fifteen or sixteen year old boy over and looked at the father and daughter.
"What's the matter? You can go down later during the toast. Come on, let's go."
After listening to his daughter's words, Lin Zhengyang glanced at Hua Zhuo a few more times, and vaguely saw the shadow of another woman on her face, but only the face shape and outline were somewhat similar, but the temperament and charm were completely different.
"This is your ninth uncle and grandmother..."
When the ancestor said this, Hua Zhuo couldn't say anything else and followed her up to the third floor peacefully. The ancestor didn't stop and led her to meet the elders along the way.
"This is your thirteenth uncle..."
After listening to his daughter's words, Lin Zhengyang glanced at Hua Zhuo a few more times, and vaguely saw the shadow of another woman on her face, but only the face shape and outline were somewhat similar, but the temperament and charm were completely different.
Lin Feng immediately fell silent.
"Humph." A soft hum came. Although Hua Yan couldn't see his expression at this time, Hua Zhuo still heard a bit of anger from the soft hum. As long as he has the thought of not admitting defeat, the feeling of nervousness seems to have weakened a lot. Even Hua Zhuo himself feels a little lighter.
"The ancestors originally wanted Sister Zhuo to wear a butterfly skirt and an agate bracelet today, but she was stubborn and went against the wishes of the ancestors and put on the clothes sent by the dealer." Lin Feng smiled softly, she I don’t know if Hua Zhuo is really brave or just ignorant.
"Sixth sister." Hua Zhuo also looked intently, "I forgot to mention, in fact, in Rongan Hall, because my younger brother was young, I had always been the one to beat instruments and sing during the annual festival. At that time, I had to use both hands. Holding utensils and singing rituals is more tiring than just being a person holding utensils or singing rituals, Sixth Sister, don’t lose to me."
Hua Zhuo knew that Hua Yan was nervous. This girl seemed to have a kind of arrogance and stubbornness in her bones. Even if she was nervous, she would not show it. Instead, she warned her fiercely not to be nervous. It seemed that as long as Hua Zhuo was not nervous, this girl would not Girls who lose to her won't be nervous.
"You are in Rongchang Hall, take more care of her..." He whispered, not wanting the woman behind him, who was only a few steps away, to hear.
When the ancestor said this, Hua Zhuo couldn't say anything else and followed her up to the third floor peacefully. The ancestor didn't stop and led her to meet the elders along the way.
Lin Zhengyang frowned, what is the ancestor going to do
"The ancestors originally wanted Sister Zhuo to wear a butterfly skirt and an agate bracelet today, but she was stubborn and went against the wishes of the ancestors and put on the clothes sent by the dealer." Lin Feng smiled softly, she I don’t know if Hua Zhuo is really brave or just ignorant.
"The ancestors originally wanted Sister Zhuo to wear a butterfly skirt and an agate bracelet today, but she was stubborn and went against the wishes of the ancestors and put on the clothes sent by the dealer." Lin Feng smiled softly, she I don’t know if Hua Zhuo is really brave or just ignorant.
"The sacrifice begins!"
Thinking of Aunt Yao's death, which had something to do with this man, she felt even more uncomfortable. She turned her eyes away without leaving a trace, pretending that she had not seen anything, and naturally ignored the kindness and care conveyed in the eyes of Prince Zhennan. .
"The sacrifice begins!"
"You are in Rongchang Hall, take more care of her..." He whispered, not wanting the woman behind him, who was only a few steps away, to hear.
Boom, boom, boom!
"This is your ninth uncle and grandmother..."
"Mom has never seen this before. It must be from Rong'an Hall..." The young man brought over by Hua curled his lips.
"There are two aunts who have taught me lessons. She should be more cautious. You should be more patient." After Lin Zhengyang said this, he suddenly felt someone approaching from behind and immediately fell silent.
"You two, father and daughter, are muttering something and leaving us mother and son aside."
"There are two aunts who have taught me lessons. She should be more cautious. You should be more patient." After Lin Zhengyang said this, he suddenly felt someone approaching from behind and immediately fell silent.
"This is your thirteenth uncle..."
"My daughter understands what daddy means. She has wanted to get close to her these past two days, but this sister Zhuo seems to be very wary of others..." Lin Feng laughed softly, "She is completely different from the eleventh sister."
Hua Zhuo felt sorry for his ancestor. Seeing that she was still so kind and kind, he felt that Hiccup should be panicked, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he could only say: "Ancestor, Zhuo'er has some errands to do, and he has to be there." We’re taking care of you on the first floor.”
"One offering, the blue wall worships the heaven."
"This is your thirteenth uncle..."
"There are two aunts who have taught me lessons. She should be more cautious. You should be more patient." After Lin Zhengyang said this, he suddenly felt someone approaching from behind and immediately fell silent.
Hua Zhuo knew that Hua Yan was nervous. This girl seemed to have a kind of arrogance and stubbornness in her bones. Even if she was nervous, she would not show it. Instead, she warned her fiercely not to be nervous. It seemed that as long as Hua Zhuo was not nervous, this girl would not Girls who lose to her won't be nervous.
"But according to me, the banker's son is not worthy of Yan'er, it's our Long'er..."
"You two, father and daughter, are muttering something and leaving us mother and son aside."
It’s not that the Hua family has no daughters. Not to mention the collateral lineage, there are still several direct lineage members. Why should Lin Feng be promoted? It’s not because the ancestors particularly like Lin Feng, but because she is the direct granddaughter of Prince Zhennan. The reason is that simple, but who can say it directly? A word of favor has profound meaning.
"There are two aunts who have taught me lessons. She should be more cautious. You should be more patient." After Lin Zhengyang said this, he suddenly felt someone approaching from behind and immediately fell silent.
The third aunt of the Hua family, Hua Long, Lin Feng's mother, led a fifteen or sixteen year old boy over and looked at the father and daughter.
"Sixth sister." Hua Zhuo also looked intently, "I forgot to mention, in fact, in Rongan Hall, because my younger brother was young, I had always been the one to beat instruments and sing during the annual festival. At that time, I had to use both hands. Holding utensils and singing rituals is more tiring than just being a person holding utensils or singing rituals, Sixth Sister, don’t lose to me."
When the ancestor said this, Hua Zhuo couldn't say anything else and followed her up to the third floor peacefully. The ancestor didn't stop and led her to meet the elders along the way.
"This is your sixth uncle and your sixth uncle and grandmother..."
Lin Feng immediately fell silent.
"Mom, I'm telling daddy that I presided over the fire lighting ceremony just now and paid homage to the Stove Lord..." Lin Feng said with a smile.
"What's the matter? You can go down later during the toast. Come on, let's go."
"But according to me, the banker's son is not worthy of Yan'er, it's our Long'er..."
Countless eyes fell on her body. Hua Yan hit a piece of gold-inlaid jade wall with both hands and stepped on the lotus step by step. Only then did those eyes move away from her and focus on Hua Yan instead.
"Why should the Lin family's daughter be responsible for the affairs of the Hua family? They are considering using my daughter as a maid." Hua frowned, a little dissatisfied.
"Mom, I'm telling daddy that I presided over the fire lighting ceremony just now and paid homage to the Stove Lord..." Lin Feng said with a smile.
Lin Feng immediately fell silent.
After listening to his daughter's words, Lin Zhengyang glanced at Hua Zhuo a few more times, and vaguely saw the shadow of another woman on her face, but only the face shape and outline were somewhat similar, but the temperament and charm were completely different.
It’s interesting, the two little girls use each other as a pillar of support to relieve stress, and they secretly encourage each other while competing.
Hua Yan is the only person who refuses to admit defeat.
"That's the ancestor's favor for Feng'er..." Lin Zhengyang said lightly.
"There are rumors that she is going to be engaged to the adopted son of Master Zhuang's family?" Lin Long snorted, "I hate her."
"This is your ninth uncle and grandmother..."
It’s not that the Hua family has no daughters. Not to mention the collateral lineage, there are still several direct lineage members. Why should Lin Feng be promoted? It’s not because the ancestors particularly like Lin Feng, but because she is the direct granddaughter of Prince Zhennan. The reason is that simple, but who can say it directly? A word of favor has profound meaning.
"Dad, she is Sister Zhuo of Rongan Hall."
Eighteen drums sound, an auspicious time has arrived.
When Hua Zhuo lowered her head to drink tea, she felt a little uncomfortable, as if she was being stared at. In fact, she had already felt this way when she sang the ceremony before, but she didn't dare to squint her eyes at that time. Now this feeling came again, As she handed the tea cup back to Qiqiao, she turned her head and looked sideways, only to see a middle-aged man staring at her. He was dressed in brocade clothes and looked majestic. He showed his noble status and his face was like a crown jewel. With a beard three inches longer, he looked like a fairy. He was actually a rare handsome man. When she saw Lin Feng standing next to her, her appearance was somewhat similar to him. She knew in her heart that this must be the King of Zhennan. Crown Prince.
"Which class is the one who sings the ceremony from? Why haven't I seen it before?" Hua Shi changed her attention again. She didn't like the girl at the first sight.
The sacrifice was only halfway through, and Hua Yan had already presented five ritual utensils. It was obvious that he was tired. After all, women were no better than men. So the ritual utensils were either inlaid with gold or simply wrapped with gold sheets. They were shining brightly in the sunlight. The bottom is particularly dazzling, but the weight is not light.
The third aunt of the Hua family, Hua Long, Lin Feng's mother, led a fifteen or sixteen year old boy over and looked at the father and daughter.
"This is your thirteenth uncle..."
"Mom has never seen this before. It must be from Rong'an Hall..." The young man brought over by Hua curled his lips.
Hua Zhuo knew that Hua Yan was nervous. This girl seemed to have a kind of arrogance and stubbornness in her bones. Even if she was nervous, she would not show it. Instead, she warned her fiercely not to be nervous. It seemed that as long as Hua Zhuo was not nervous, this girl would not Girls who lose to her won't be nervous.
It’s interesting, the two little girls use each other as a pillar of support to relieve stress, and they secretly encourage each other while competing.
Lin Feng immediately fell silent.
Lin Feng immediately fell silent.
"Which class is the one who sings the ceremony from? Why haven't I seen it before?" Hua Shi changed her attention again. She didn't like the girl at the first sight.
"That's the ancestor's favor for Feng'er..." Lin Zhengyang said lightly.
"Brother is really smart. That's Sister Zhuo from Rongan Hall." Lin Feng laughed. Her brother is really not an ordinary smart one.
"That's the ancestor's favor for Feng'er..." Lin Zhengyang said lightly.
"The sacrifice begins!"
After three bows and nine kowtows, Mr. Hua recited the congratulations. The tribesmen lowered their hands and listened solemnly. After the recitation, they knelt down again and then offered sacrifices. Hua Ju, Hua Jiong, Hua Yan and Hua Zhuo stood in front of the altar.
Mr. Hua Da glanced at the four children sacrificed, and three of them were his biological children. Although his expression was solemn, he felt content with himself, and there was no need to explain it.
The sacrifice was only halfway through, and Hua Yan had already presented five ritual utensils. It was obvious that he was tired. After all, women were no better than men. So the ritual utensils were either inlaid with gold or simply wrapped with gold sheets. They were shining brightly in the sunlight. The bottom is particularly dazzling, but the weight is not light.
Hua Ju and Hua Jiong each stepped forward. Hua Jiong sang and Hua Ju beat the weapon. The eyes of all the tribesmen fell on them. Hua Yan and Hua Zhuo only stood aside, feeling tremendous pressure. The number of all the clan members was close to two hundred, not counting the non-Hua clan members standing behind to watch the ceremony. So many eyes were focused on the two men singing the ceremony and beating the instrument, which already made the two of them feel stressed. After a while, they came forward to hold the utensils and sing the ceremony, and how nervous they must be.
Lin Feng immediately fell silent.
"Mom, I'm telling daddy that I presided over the fire lighting ceremony just now and paid homage to the Stove Lord..." Lin Feng said with a smile.
"There are rumors that she is going to be engaged to the adopted son of Master Zhuang's family?" Lin Long snorted, "I hate her."
"There are two aunts who have taught me lessons. She should be more cautious. You should be more patient." After Lin Zhengyang said this, he suddenly felt someone approaching from behind and immediately fell silent.
"The ceremony is over."
Hua Zhuo felt sorry for his ancestor. Seeing that she was still so kind and kind, he felt that Hiccup should be panicked, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he could only say: "Ancestor, Zhuo'er has some errands to do, and he has to be there." We’re taking care of you on the first floor.”
"Humph." A soft hum came. Although Hua Yan couldn't see his expression at this time, Hua Zhuo still heard a bit of anger from the soft hum. As long as he has the thought of not admitting defeat, the feeling of nervousness seems to have weakened a lot. Even Hua Zhuo himself feels a little lighter.
Hua wanted to say a few more words, but Lin Zhengyang looked at her sideways and said, "Say less, the sacrifice is not over yet, be more solemn..."
"Why should the Lin family's daughter be responsible for the affairs of the Hua family? They are considering using my daughter as a maid." Hua frowned, a little dissatisfied.
"Brother is complaining for Sister Yan..." Lin Feng shook his head, "What is Sister Yan's identity? What kind of good family can't be found? The banker and Rong'antang are in love with each other, so why do you hate Sister Zhuo? Brother He is smart, but he loves to get into trouble too much."
"This is your thirteenth uncle..."
"Brother is complaining for Sister Yan..." Lin Feng shook his head, "What is Sister Yan's identity? What kind of good family can't be found? The banker and Rong'antang are in love with each other, so why do you hate Sister Zhuo? Brother He is smart, but he loves to get into trouble too much."
"Mom has never seen this before. It must be from Rong'an Hall..." The young man brought over by Hua curled his lips.
"That's the ancestor's favor for Feng'er..." Lin Zhengyang said lightly.
In this situation, nothing could go wrong.
"You girl, if you don't help your cousin, what are you doing with a sister across the hall?"
"You are in Rongchang Hall, take more care of her..." He whispered, not wanting the woman behind him, who was only a few steps away, to hear.
"You girl, if you don't help your cousin, what are you doing with a sister across the hall?"
It’s interesting, the two little girls use each other as a pillar of support to relieve stress, and they secretly encourage each other while competing.
"There are two aunts who have taught me lessons. She should be more cautious. You should be more patient." After Lin Zhengyang said this, he suddenly felt someone approaching from behind and immediately fell silent.
As soon as he opened his mouth, no matter how much Fahren said, he just swallowed it back.
Eighteen drums sound, an auspicious time has arrived.
"You are in Rongchang Hall, take more care of her..." He whispered, not wanting the woman behind him, who was only a few steps away, to hear.
In this situation, nothing could go wrong.
In this situation, nothing could go wrong.
"But according to me, the banker's son is not worthy of Yan'er, it's our Long'er..."
Lin Feng immediately fell silent.
"Eighth sister, please don't be nervous for a while. If something goes wrong, I will never forgive you..." Hua Yan looked straight ahead, her lips slightly persuading, her voice was not high, but she knew that Hua Zhuo could hear it.
Hua wanted to say a few more words, but Lin Zhengyang looked at her sideways and said, "Say less, the sacrifice is not over yet, be more solemn..."
"There are rumors that she is going to be engaged to the adopted son of Master Zhuang's family?" Lin Long snorted, "I hate her."
Soon, Hua Ju and Hua Jiong finished offering sacrifices, and it was Hua Yan and Hua Zhuo's turn to offer sacrifices.
Eighteen drums sound, an auspicious time has arrived.
"But according to me, the banker's son is not worthy of Yan'er, it's our Long'er..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, no matter how much Fahren said, he just swallowed it back.
Now that the sacrifice was completed, the ancestors, naturally supported by their sons and daughters-in-law, stepped forward and accepted the bows from all the clan members. In an instant, the birthday wishes of "Blessed as the East China Sea and longevity as the Nanshan Mountain..." were heard endlessly. Hua Zhuo was the youngest, so naturally he was She fell last, and after most of the clan members had been ushered into the Tianbao Tower, she mingled among the sisters of the same generation and went forward to pay her respects.
But there were still a few eyes that did not move away from Hua Zhuo.
Hua wanted to say a few more words, but Lin Zhengyang looked at her sideways and said, "Say less, the sacrifice is not over yet, be more solemn..."
"Humph." A soft hum came. Although Hua Yan couldn't see his expression at this time, Hua Zhuo still heard a bit of anger from the soft hum. As long as he has the thought of not admitting defeat, the feeling of nervousness seems to have weakened a lot. Even Hua Zhuo himself feels a little lighter.
Boom, boom, boom!
"What's the matter? You can go down later during the toast. Come on, let's go."
As soon as he opened his mouth, no matter how much Fahren said, he just swallowed it back.
"Sixth sister." Hua Zhuo also looked intently, "I forgot to mention, in fact, in Rongan Hall, because my younger brother was young, I had always been the one to beat instruments and sing during the annual festival. At that time, I had to use both hands. Holding utensils and singing rituals is more tiring than just being a person holding utensils or singing rituals, Sixth Sister, don’t lose to me."
Soon, Hua Ju and Hua Jiong finished offering sacrifices, and it was Hua Yan and Hua Zhuo's turn to offer sacrifices.
The sacrifice was only halfway through, and Hua Yan had already presented five ritual utensils. It was obvious that he was tired. After all, women were no better than men. So the ritual utensils were either inlaid with gold or simply wrapped with gold sheets. They were shining brightly in the sunlight. The bottom is particularly dazzling, but the weight is not light.
Hua Ju and Hua Jiong each stepped forward. Hua Jiong sang and Hua Ju beat the weapon. The eyes of all the tribesmen fell on them. Hua Yan and Hua Zhuo only stood aside, feeling tremendous pressure. The number of all the clan members was close to two hundred, not counting the non-Hua clan members standing behind to watch the ceremony. So many eyes were focused on the two men singing the ceremony and beating the instrument, which already made the two of them feel stressed. After a while, they came forward to hold the utensils and sing the ceremony, and how nervous they must be.
"Humph." A soft hum came. Although Hua Yan couldn't see his expression at this time, Hua Zhuo still heard a bit of anger from the soft hum. As long as he has the thought of not admitting defeat, the feeling of nervousness seems to have weakened a lot. Even Hua Zhuo himself feels a little lighter.
Immediately, bells, chimes, harps, drums, and ritual music sounded.
Lin Zhengyang noticed that whenever Hua Yan could no longer hold on, he would glance at Hua Zhuo, then straighten his waist and look more energetic. The same goes for Hua Zhuo. Every time he sings, he throws a provocative look at Hua Yan.
"My daughter understands what daddy means. She has wanted to get close to her these past two days, but this sister Zhuo seems to be very wary of others..." Lin Feng laughed softly, "She is completely different from the eleventh sister."
Hua Yan rolled her eyes at her and said, "You don't need to be so kind. Only your maid can massage, but my maid can't."
"Which class is the one who sings the ceremony from? Why haven't I seen it before?" Hua Shi changed her attention again. She didn't like the girl at the first sight.
After about another stick of incense, the sacrifice was finally completed with the sound of "end of ceremony". Hua Yan was so tired that she was sweating profusely and could hardly lift her hands. Hua Zhuo stepped forward to quietly support her and stepped aside. , whispered: "My maid knows how to massage, let her massage you later, it will be much better."
It’s interesting, the two little girls use each other as a pillar of support to relieve stress, and they secretly encourage each other while competing.
"The sacrifice begins!"
But there were still a few eyes that did not move away from Hua Zhuo.
Hua Yan is the only person who refuses to admit defeat.
"One offering, the blue wall worships the heaven."
A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Zhengyang's mouth, and his eyes towards Hua Zhuo became more kind. This girl is really different from the girl back then.
The ancestor took Hua Yan and her hands and said with a smile: "I'm tired of the two of you today, so go upstairs with the ancestor. I will ask them to add seats later, and you two will sit next to me."
Lin Zhengyang frowned, what is the ancestor going to do
Eighteen drums sound, an auspicious time has arrived.
As soon as he opened his mouth, no matter how much Fahren said, he just swallowed it back.
"Mom, I'm telling daddy that I presided over the fire lighting ceremony just now and paid homage to the Stove Lord..." Lin Feng said with a smile.
Lin Zhengyang noticed that whenever Hua Yan could no longer hold on, he would glance at Hua Zhuo, then straighten his waist and look more energetic. The same goes for Hua Zhuo. Every time he sings, he throws a provocative look at Hua Yan.
"The ceremony is over."
"My daughter understands what daddy means. She has wanted to get close to her these past two days, but this sister Zhuo seems to be very wary of others..." Lin Feng laughed softly, "She is completely different from the eleventh sister."
"Brother is complaining for Sister Yan..." Lin Feng shook his head, "What is Sister Yan's identity? What kind of good family can't be found? The banker and Rong'antang are in love with each other, so why do you hate Sister Zhuo? Brother He is smart, but he loves to get into trouble too much."
After about another stick of incense, the sacrifice was finally completed with the sound of "end of ceremony". Hua Yan was so tired that she was sweating profusely and could hardly lift her hands. Hua Zhuo stepped forward to quietly support her and stepped aside. , whispered: "My maid knows how to massage, let her massage you later, it will be much better."
"Mom, I'm telling daddy that I presided over the fire lighting ceremony just now and paid homage to the Stove Lord..." Lin Feng said with a smile.
After listening to his daughter's words, Lin Zhengyang glanced at Hua Zhuo a few more times, and vaguely saw the shadow of another woman on her face, but only the face shape and outline were somewhat similar, but the temperament and charm were completely different.
Mr. Hua Da glanced at the four children sacrificed, and three of them were his biological children. Although his expression was solemn, he felt content with himself, and there was no need to explain it.
Hua Zhuo felt sorry for his ancestor. Seeing that she was still so kind and kind, he felt that Hiccup should be panicked, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he could only say: "Ancestor, Zhuo'er has some errands to do, and he has to be there." We’re taking care of you on the first floor.”
As soon as he opened his mouth, no matter how much Fahren said, he just swallowed it back.
A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Zhengyang's mouth, and his eyes towards Hua Zhuo became more kind. This girl is really different from the girl back then.
Hua Yan rolled her eyes at her and said, "You don't need to be so kind. Only your maid can massage, but my maid can't."
"This is your sixth uncle and your sixth uncle and grandmother..."
"Brother is complaining for Sister Yan..." Lin Feng shook his head, "What is Sister Yan's identity? What kind of good family can't be found? The banker and Rong'antang are in love with each other, so why do you hate Sister Zhuo? Brother He is smart, but he loves to get into trouble too much."
"Which class is the one who sings the ceremony from? Why haven't I seen it before?" Hua Shi changed her attention again. She didn't like the girl at the first sight.
Mr. Hua Da glanced at the four children sacrificed, and three of them were his biological children. Although his expression was solemn, he felt content with himself, and there was no need to explain it.
"That's the ancestor's favor for Feng'er..." Lin Zhengyang said lightly.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said no more. The two of them stepped aside. Hua Yan's two maids came over to help her and moved to the side. Qiqiao and Baxiu also gathered around and brought a cup of tea from nowhere for Hua Zhuo to soothe his throat.
"This is your sixth uncle and your sixth uncle and grandmother..."
Immediately, bells, chimes, harps, drums, and ritual music sounded.
"This is your ninth uncle and grandmother..."
When Hua Zhuo lowered her head to drink tea, she felt a little uncomfortable, as if she was being stared at. In fact, she had already felt this way when she sang the ceremony before, but she didn't dare to squint her eyes at that time. Now this feeling came again, As she handed the tea cup back to Qiqiao, she turned her head and looked sideways, only to see a middle-aged man staring at her. He was dressed in brocade clothes and looked majestic. He showed his noble status and his face was like a crown jewel. With a beard three inches longer, he looked like a fairy. He was actually a rare handsome man. When she saw Lin Feng standing next to her, her appearance was somewhat similar to him. She knew in her heart that this must be the King of Zhennan. Crown Prince.
"Brother is really smart. That's Sister Zhuo from Rongan Hall." Lin Feng laughed. Her brother is really not an ordinary smart one.
The third aunt of the Hua family, Hua Long, Lin Feng's mother, led a fifteen or sixteen year old boy over and looked at the father and daughter.
Thinking of Aunt Yao's death, which had something to do with this man, she felt even more uncomfortable. She turned her eyes away without leaving a trace, pretending that she had not seen anything, and naturally ignored the kindness and care conveyed in the eyes of Prince Zhennan. .
"That's the ancestor's favor for Feng'er..." Lin Zhengyang said lightly.
"Brother is complaining for Sister Yan..." Lin Feng shook his head, "What is Sister Yan's identity? What kind of good family can't be found? The banker and Rong'antang are in love with each other, so why do you hate Sister Zhuo? Brother He is smart, but he loves to get into trouble too much."
Hua Zhuo smiled and said no more. The two of them stepped aside. Hua Yan's two maids came over to help her and moved to the side. Qiqiao and Baxiu also gathered around and brought a cup of tea from nowhere for Hua Zhuo to soothe his throat.
When Hua Zhuo lowered her head to drink tea, she felt a little uncomfortable, as if she was being stared at. In fact, she had already felt this way when she sang the ceremony before, but she didn't dare to squint her eyes at that time. Now this feeling came again, As she handed the tea cup back to Qiqiao, she turned her head and looked sideways, only to see a middle-aged man staring at her. He was dressed in brocade clothes and looked majestic. He showed his noble status and his face was like a crown jewel. With a beard three inches longer, he looked like a fairy. He was actually a rare handsome man. When she saw Lin Feng standing next to her, her appearance was somewhat similar to him. She knew in her heart that this must be the King of Zhennan. Crown Prince.
Now that the sacrifice was completed, the ancestors, naturally supported by their sons and daughters-in-law, stepped forward and accepted the bows from all the clan members. In an instant, the birthday wishes of "Blessed as the East China Sea and longevity as the Nanshan Mountain..." were heard endlessly. Hua Zhuo was the youngest, so naturally he was She fell last, and after most of the clan members had been ushered into the Tianbao Tower, she mingled among the sisters of the same generation and went forward to pay her respects.
A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Zhengyang's mouth, and his eyes towards Hua Zhuo became more kind. This girl is really different from the girl back then.
"This is your sixth uncle and your sixth uncle and grandmother..."
Immediately, bells, chimes, harps, drums, and ritual music sounded.
Eighteen drums sound, an auspicious time has arrived.
"Brother is complaining for Sister Yan..." Lin Feng shook his head, "What is Sister Yan's identity? What kind of good family can't be found? The banker and Rong'antang are in love with each other, so why do you hate Sister Zhuo? Brother He is smart, but he loves to get into trouble too much."
After three bows and nine kowtows, Mr. Hua recited the congratulations. The tribesmen lowered their hands and listened solemnly. After the recitation, they knelt down again and then offered sacrifices. Hua Ju, Hua Jiong, Hua Yan and Hua Zhuo stood in front of the altar.
The ancestor took Hua Yan and her hands and said with a smile: "I'm tired of the two of you today, so go upstairs with the ancestor. I will ask them to add seats later, and you two will sit next to me."
Hua Yan rolled her eyes at her and said, "You don't need to be so kind. Only your maid can massage, but my maid can't."
It’s interesting, the two little girls use each other as a pillar of support to relieve stress, and they secretly encourage each other while competing.
"Sixth sister." Hua Zhuo also looked intently, "I forgot to mention, in fact, in Rongan Hall, because my younger brother was young, I had always been the one to beat instruments and sing during the annual festival. At that time, I had to use both hands. Holding utensils and singing rituals is more tiring than just being a person holding utensils or singing rituals, Sixth Sister, don’t lose to me."
"My daughter understands what daddy means. She has wanted to get close to her these past two days, but this sister Zhuo seems to be very wary of others..." Lin Feng laughed softly, "She is completely different from the eleventh sister."
Hua Zhuo felt sorry for his ancestor. Seeing that she was still so kind and kind, he felt that Hiccup should be panicked, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he could only say: "Ancestor, Zhuo'er has some errands to do, and he has to be there." We’re taking care of you on the first floor.”
"This is your sixth uncle and your sixth uncle and grandmother..."
When Hua Zhuo lowered her head to drink tea, she felt a little uncomfortable, as if she was being stared at. In fact, she had already felt this way when she sang the ceremony before, but she didn't dare to squint her eyes at that time. Now this feeling came again, As she handed the tea cup back to Qiqiao, she turned her head and looked sideways, only to see a middle-aged man staring at her. He was dressed in brocade clothes and looked majestic. He showed his noble status and his face was like a crown jewel. With a beard three inches longer, he looked like a fairy. He was actually a rare handsome man. When she saw Lin Feng standing next to her, her appearance was somewhat similar to him. She knew in her heart that this must be the King of Zhennan. Crown Prince.
"Humph." A soft hum came. Although Hua Yan couldn't see his expression at this time, Hua Zhuo still heard a bit of anger from the soft hum. As long as he has the thought of not admitting defeat, the feeling of nervousness seems to have weakened a lot. Even Hua Zhuo himself feels a little lighter.
"What's the matter? You can go down later during the toast. Come on, let's go."
In front of Tianbao Tower, men and women, old and young, hundreds of tribesmen and relatives gathered together. Under the leadership of their ancestors, they knelt down to worship the heaven and the earth, and worshiped their ancestors and spirits.
Hua Zhuo felt sorry for his ancestor. Seeing that she was still so kind and kind, he felt that Hiccup should be panicked, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he could only say: "Ancestor, Zhuo'er has some errands to do, and he has to be there." We’re taking care of you on the first floor.”
"This is your ninth uncle and grandmother..."
When the ancestor said this, Hua Zhuo couldn't say anything else and followed her up to the third floor peacefully. The ancestor didn't stop and led her to meet the elders along the way.
"One offering, the blue wall worships the heaven."
"Mom has never seen this before. It must be from Rong'an Hall..." The young man brought over by Hua curled his lips.
"Brother is really smart. That's Sister Zhuo from Rongan Hall." Lin Feng laughed. Her brother is really not an ordinary smart one.
"Mom has never seen this before. It must be from Rong'an Hall..." The young man brought over by Hua curled his lips.
Boom, boom, boom!
Hua Zhuo felt sorry for his ancestor. Seeing that she was still so kind and kind, he felt that Hiccup should be panicked, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he could only say: "Ancestor, Zhuo'er has some errands to do, and he has to be there." We’re taking care of you on the first floor.”
After three bows and nine kowtows, Mr. Hua recited the congratulations. The tribesmen lowered their hands and listened solemnly. After the recitation, they knelt down again and then offered sacrifices. Hua Ju, Hua Jiong, Hua Yan and Hua Zhuo stood in front of the altar.
Now that the sacrifice was completed, the ancestors, naturally supported by their sons and daughters-in-law, stepped forward and accepted the bows from all the clan members. In an instant, the birthday wishes of "Blessed as the East China Sea and longevity as the Nanshan Mountain..." were heard endlessly. Hua Zhuo was the youngest, so naturally he was She fell last, and after most of the clan members had been ushered into the Tianbao Tower, she mingled among the sisters of the same generation and went forward to pay her respects.
"This is your sixth uncle and your sixth uncle and grandmother..."
"You two, father and daughter, are muttering something and leaving us mother and son aside."
Hua Yan rolled her eyes at her and said, "You don't need to be so kind. Only your maid can massage, but my maid can't."
"There are rumors that she is going to be engaged to the adopted son of Master Zhuang's family?" Lin Long snorted, "I hate her."
As soon as he opened his mouth, no matter how much Fahren said, he just swallowed it back.
After listening to his daughter's words, Lin Zhengyang glanced at Hua Zhuo a few more times, and vaguely saw the shadow of another woman on her face, but only the face shape and outline were somewhat similar, but the temperament and charm were completely different.
"You are in Rongchang Hall, take more care of her..." He whispered, not wanting the woman behind him, who was only a few steps away, to hear.
"The ceremony is over."
"What's the matter? You can go down later during the toast. Come on, let's go."
"This is your ninth uncle and grandmother..."
Immediately, bells, chimes, harps, drums, and ritual music sounded.
Eighteen drums sound, an auspicious time has arrived.
"My daughter understands what daddy means. She has wanted to get close to her these past two days, but this sister Zhuo seems to be very wary of others..." Lin Feng laughed softly, "She is completely different from the eleventh sister."
A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Zhengyang's mouth, and his eyes towards Hua Zhuo became more kind. This girl is really different from the girl back then.
"Sixth sister." Hua Zhuo also looked intently, "I forgot to mention, in fact, in Rongan Hall, because my younger brother was young, I had always been the one to beat instruments and sing during the annual festival. At that time, I had to use both hands. Holding utensils and singing rituals is more tiring than just being a person holding utensils or singing rituals, Sixth Sister, don’t lose to me."
"Eighth sister, please don't be nervous for a while. If something goes wrong, I will never forgive you..." Hua Yan looked straight ahead, her lips slightly persuading, her voice was not high, but she knew that Hua Zhuo could hear it.
"This is your sixth uncle and your sixth uncle and grandmother..."
"Mom has never seen this before. It must be from Rong'an Hall..." The young man brought over by Hua curled his lips.
"This is your thirteenth uncle..."
The third aunt of the Hua family, Hua Long, Lin Feng's mother, led a fifteen or sixteen year old boy over and looked at the father and daughter.
"Brother is complaining for Sister Yan..." Lin Feng shook his head, "What is Sister Yan's identity? What kind of good family can't be found? The banker and Rong'antang are in love with each other, so why do you hate Sister Zhuo? Brother He is smart, but he loves to get into trouble too much."
"Which class is the one who sings the ceremony from? Why haven't I seen it before?" Hua Shi changed her attention again. She didn't like the girl at the first sight.
Hua wanted to say a few more words, but Lin Zhengyang looked at her sideways and said, "Say less, the sacrifice is not over yet, be more solemn..."
Hua Zhuo felt sorry for his ancestor. Seeing that she was still so kind and kind, he felt that Hiccup should be panicked, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he could only say: "Ancestor, Zhuo'er has some errands to do, and he has to be there." We’re taking care of you on the first floor.”
Lin Feng immediately fell silent.
Eighteen drums sound, an auspicious time has arrived.
In this situation, nothing could go wrong.
Hua Zhuo had no choice but to follow her around, bowing to everyone she saw. Although just kowtowing made her dizzy, she saw that these elders all recognized her, and they were all familiar with her. Her biggest purpose in taking this job today was achieved, and she couldn't help but feel happy again.
"Why should the Lin family's daughter be responsible for the affairs of the Hua family? They are considering using my daughter as a maid." Hua frowned, a little dissatisfied.
"There are rumors that she is going to be engaged to the adopted son of Master Zhuang's family?" Lin Long snorted, "I hate her."
"One offering, the blue wall worships the heaven."
"Mom, I'm telling daddy that I presided over the fire lighting ceremony just now and paid homage to the Stove Lord..." Lin Feng said with a smile.
A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Zhengyang's mouth, and his eyes towards Hua Zhuo became more kind. This girl is really different from the girl back then.
Now that the sacrifice was completed, the ancestors, naturally supported by their sons and daughters-in-law, stepped forward and accepted the bows from all the clan members. In an instant, the birthday wishes of "Blessed as the East China Sea and longevity as the Nanshan Mountain..." were heard endlessly. Hua Zhuo was the youngest, so naturally he was She fell last, and after most of the clan members had been ushered into the Tianbao Tower, she mingled among the sisters of the same generation and went forward to pay her respects.
Hua Ju and Hua Jiong each stepped forward. Hua Jiong sang and Hua Ju beat the weapon. The eyes of all the tribesmen fell on them. Hua Yan and Hua Zhuo only stood aside, feeling tremendous pressure. The number of all the clan members was close to two hundred, not counting the non-Hua clan members standing behind to watch the ceremony. So many eyes were focused on the two men singing the ceremony and beating the instrument, which already made the two of them feel stressed. After a while, they came forward to hold the utensils and sing the ceremony, and how nervous they must be.
In response to the sound of bells and drums, Hua Zhuo sang a cappella. Her voice was not crisp and delicate, which would have been good if she was singing anything else, but on such occasions, the singing was particularly solemn. As she opened her mouth, there was a sudden silence in front of Tianbao Tower, as if even the sound of the wind had been suppressed.