Chapter 294: This Life Is Actually Wang Shouren

"Wang Yun, Wang Yun, don't stay in Ruiyun Tower, come down and play with us!"

In the courtyard of the Wangfu Mansion in Yuyao, Zhejiang, a group of children less than ten years old were playing in the mud in the flowerbed in the courtyard, and in a loft next to it, a five or six-year-old child was looking up at the sky in a daze.

"Why doesn't Wang Yun come down?"

"It would be great if we could all play together!"

"Do you think Wang Yun can't speak? I don't think I've ever heard him speak."

"No, Wang Yun can speak, but he rarely speaks."

"It's boring to stay here, let's go somewhere else to play!"

A group of little brats talked and ran away. The little boy upstairs heard their discussion, but just looked down and continued to be in a daze.

This five-year-old child is Xu Xin who has grown up a little. And Wang Yun is his name in this life. Speaking of it, his birth in this life is quite legendary. His mother Zheng was pregnant with him for fourteen months before he was born.

In my memory, both Emperor Yao and Emperor Zhao of Han, Liu Fuling, were born in fourteen months, which seemed to have destined him to be extraordinary in this life.

And when he was born, my grandmother Cen had a dream. In the dream, there was a god in red clothes, stepping on colorful clouds, who sent a white and fat baby over.

Because he was born from the dream of the immortal in the clouds, his grandfather Wang Lun named him Wang Yun in memory of this dream.

The "sending a child in the clouds" was not only magical to the Wang family, but also widely circulated in the local area, and the building he lived in now was also called "Ruiyun Building".

When Xu Xin heard this story, he was thoughtful. But he was not too clear about the events during the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty. He was just an ordinary person in his first life. He didn't have many historical books in his memory, but he was quite familiar with novels and online articles.

In the second life, he was a person from the Yuan Dynasty!

In the third life, he was a person from the Song Dynasty!

The memory of three generations combined is vast. He can remember all the historical figures in the past, but he has no memory of the history after the end of the Yuan Dynasty! He can only say that he remembers some well-known stories.

"Young Master, Young Master, come down quickly. The old master asked you to go to the ancestral hall!"

Xu Xin was in a daze alone on the Ruiyun Tower until almost noon. Suddenly, he heard a servant calling him. He looked down and saw his long-time servant Afu, who was waiting for him in the small courtyard under the Ruiyun Tower.

Xu Xin waved to him, indicating that he knew, and then went down the Ruiyun Tower and followed Afu to the front of the Wang Family Ancestral Hall.

At this time, the ancestral hall was full of people, all of whom were members of the Yuyao Wang family. Xu Xin entered the ancestral hall, while Afu, as a servant, stayed outside.

Xu Xin entered the ancestral hall and found that each branch of the Wang family stood solemnly in various places according to the positions during the annual sacrifice, in an orderly manner.

His grandfather Wang Lun and father Wang Hua in this life stood in the front, and he also walked over and stood behind them.

In front of the ancestral hall, a copper basin was steaming. Wang Hua, Xu Xin's grandfather in this life, first walked over to wash his hands with hot water in the copper basin, and then wiped them with a white cloth. Immediately, a member of the Wang family handed three incense sticks to the patriarch.

"Burn the incense!"

Wang Lun held three incense sticks and shouted loudly. Immediately, a member of the family came over with candles and lit the three incense sticks.

Wang Lun held three incense sticks and strode to the large copper incense burner. Behind him, there were three rows of people, led by Xu Xin's father Wang Hua in this life, holding cooked pigs, cows, and sheep as sacrifices.

Wang Lun stepped forward with a solemn face and inserted the three incense sticks into the copper burner. And Wang Hua and others also placed the three sacrifices on the steps in front of the copper burner.

"Play music, worship the ancestors!"

Wang Lun turned his head to look at the Wang clan members, and as he gave the order, there was the sound of clanging gongs and drums.

"Kneel!"

Wang Lun shouted loudly, and all the clan members in the Wang clan ancestral hall knelt down immediately.

"Wang clan ancestors are above... The descendant Wang Lun, with the courtesy name Tianxu, will redefine the family tree generation name..."

Wang Lun also knelt down in front of the ancestral hall, followed by a series of eulogies, and the long words made Xu Xin's ears calloused.

Every year, the ancestral worship is the same, and when Grandpa Wang Lun recites, he doesn't need to take paper, he just speaks out loud, and he speaks a lot in one breath. Should we say that he is really strong in his old age!

From the last words of Grandpa Wang Lun, Xu Xin also understood what this matter was for today. It turned out to be to redefine the family tree generation name. This is indeed a big deal, and it is necessary to worship the ancestors.

The Yuyao Wang family is also a very old branch, and they are descendants of the Langya Wang family.

"The swallows in front of the halls of Wang and Xie in the old days now fly into the homes of ordinary people!"

The Wang family in this poem is the ancestor of the current Yuyao Wang family.

"Bow!"

When Wang Lun finished reporting today's important events, he shouted again and took the lead in bowing. The kneeling Wang family members also bowed down.

"Bow again!"

"Bow three times!"

Wang Lun said three times in succession, and the Wang family members also bowed three times, knocking their heads on the ground.

"Stand up!"

Wang Lun said loudly, and everyone stood up one after another.

"The ceremony is over!"

With Wang Lun's last word of the ceremony, Xu Xin also stood up.

"Set up the banquet!"

After the ancestor worship event, it was the children's favorite buffet.

With Wang Lun's order, tables were quickly placed inside and outside the ancestral hall, and various foods were served one after another. The Wang family members toasted each other and had a great time.

There are many branches of the Yuyao Wang family, and not all of them live well. In order to gather so many clansmen to worship their ancestors, the direct descendant of the head of the family naturally has to make some sacrifices, and organizing a banquet is a must.

"My dear grandson, come to grandpa!"

Xu Xin was about to follow the crowd and go to the children's table, but he was caught by his grandfather Wang Lun and taken to the oldest table.

The table was full of the highest status of the Wang family, including his grandfather, the head of the family, his father, a scholar, and some other senior elders.

As we all know, adults like to drink when they have a feast, and they only touch the dishes on the table occasionally. Xu Xin looked young, but he was a cultivator after all. Unknowingly, most of the dishes on the table went into his stomach, but no one else noticed the problem.

"My dear grandson, this time, Grandpa has rebuilt the family tree for our Wang family. We will inherit the legacy of our ancestors, pass on the legacy of our descendants, pass on the loyalty and filial piety, and pass on the legacy of poetry and literature... You will be called by your full name in the future. Grandpa personally gave you the name. It's Wang Shouren!"

Xu Xin was originally dealing with a large piece of pork trotter. When he heard Grandpa Wang say the last name, he felt his body tremble and his head was confused.

Wang Shouren, this name is really... too impressive. In this life, he turned out to be Wang Shouren, the ancestor of the School of Mind who was named in history and was praised as a "sage", the founder of the school of thought, Wang Shouren, Wang Yangming.