In the second year of Shangyuan in the Tang Dynasty, Prince Li Hong traveled to Luoyang with the two saints and was suddenly in the Qiyun Hall of Hebi Palace. The two saints were so heartbroken that night, Hong Ziye, who was only nine years old, disappeared. The court conducted an open and secret investigation, but there was no trace. It was seven years before it was realized.

This year was the second year of Yongchun. The emperor was unable to get sick for a long time. The emperor ordered the Crown Prince Li Xian to supervise the country, Prime Minister Pei Yan, Liu Qixian and Guo Zhengyi to assist in political affairs. As the emperor's health was getting worse and worse, the queen was powerful again. Rumors spread from time to time. Although it was severely suppressed, it was still banned. The city of Luoyang was filled with haze.

At this time, Yangzhou is when spring is blooming, the fields are lush, farmers are working hard and busy, and their faces are full of expectations for a bumper harvest. In the Jiangdu County area along the riverside of Yangzhou Prefecture, hundreds of old people in Xiaojiazhuang gather outside the ancestral hall. Today is the day when the Xiao family worships their ancestors.

Xiaojiazhuang originated from the Xiao family in Nanlanling, a descendant of the Qi and Liang royal family. Originally, this branch produced a concubine Xiao Shu, who was favored by the emperor, benefited from the clan, and became prosperous, but Xiao He was successful and defeated. Soon after, Wu Meiniang entered the palace, Xiao Shu fell out of favor, and a wisp of fragrant soul dissipated with the wind, which affected the sect and was dismissed from office and title, moved away from Chang'an, traveled thousands of miles, and settled down in the deserted beach along the river in Jiangdu County, Yangzhou Prefecture.

Originally, the Xiao family had thousands of people, but after thirty years of cultivation and hard work, there were only a few hundred people left.

"The patriarch is here, please give in!"

With the shouting, an old, white-haired man, with the support of several young and strong men, walked over tremblingly, and everyone made way for the way.

The clan leader is Xiao Song, who is nearly 70 years old. He slapped his pine wood crutches and said loudly: "Today is the big day for our Lanling Xiao family to worship ancestors. Everyone is sincere and pray for the ancestors to protect them. Or do you follow the old rules and start with the eldest house. Have the three animals and fruits prepared?"

"Old Master, I'm ready, I'm waiting for you to speak!"

Xiao Wen, the head of the eldest house, was Xiao Song's eldest son. A middle-aged man in his forties dressed as a farmer, quickly responded.

Xiao Song's turbid old eyes swept away. He had five sons, gentle and humble, and each had a house. The population was still prosperous, with more than 100 people. The rest of the tribe were side branches, jointly supporting the Xiao family's difficult family business.

"Come in with me!"

Xiao Song stood in a crutch and walked into the ancestral hall step by step. The woman was not allowed to go in and could only wait outside. Xiao Wen brought her three sons and two grandsons to join Xiao Song in the ancestral hall to worship her ancestors.

Although the Xiao family is a descendant of the royal family of Qi and Liang, they dare not worship any emperors from Southern Qi and Nanliang. The ancestral card is enshrined in Xiao Jing, a native of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Sima Rui lived in Jiangzuo before and after the founding of the country, and established the country and established the local area. He was named Nannan. He once served as the prefect of Jiyin. The Xiao family of Nanlanling was originally a citizen of the gentry and was regarded as the ancestor of the Xiao family of Nanlanling. Emperor Wu of Liang Xiao Yan was his great-grandson.

After hundreds of years, the first emperor of the clan was worshipped by Xiao Cong, the last emperor of the Western Liang Dynasty. In the seventh year of Kaihuang, Xiao Cong was summoned by Emperor Wen of Sui to the court. Emperor Wen dismissed Xiliang, and appointed Xiao Cong as the upper pillar country and was granted Duke of Ju.

After Emperor Yang ascended the throne, Xiao Cong was highly valued. His sister was the unparalleled Empress Xiao, who served Yang Guang, Yu Wenhua, Dou Jiande, Luo Khan of the Eastern Turks and Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty.

In the fourth year of Zhenguan, Li Jing defeated the Turks and took Empress Xiao back to Chang'an. On the night when he was 63 years old, he was summoned to the tent to serve in the tent. At that time, Li Shimin was 33 years old!

Later, Empress Xiao was raised in the palace and lived until the 21st year of Zhenguan. She was 81 years old. She was buried with Emperor Yang in Yangzhou with the rituals of the empress.

The last one in the clan is Xiao Shufei's father Xiao Zheng, who is also Xiao Song's father.

One room after another, I went to the ancestral temple to worship my ancestors in turn. A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl was impatient and pulled the boy beside her and muttered, "Brother, when will it be? Qiao Niang is hungry!"

The boy's eyes were dull, as if he had lost his mind.

"Mom, brother is ignorant of my good mother!"

Qiao Niang turned her head and complained to a woman in her thirties!

The woman was dressed in plain clothes. The husband had just died. Her pretty face still looked sad. She couldn't help but look at the boy and sighed quietly.

The young man was not from the blood of the Xiao family. He was brought back by her husband Xiao Yan seven years ago. There was no male at home. She thought the husband would think of his adopted son, but to her surprise, although he was named Xiao Ye and included in the genealogy, he was only called uncle and nephew. He treated each other inadvertently, and he always showed a trace of respect, just like he regarded himself as a servant. When asked, Xiao Yan only said that he was the son of an old friend, and his parents died and he was taken back.

For seven years, the young man was silent and dull, timid and afraid of things. Now there is no man in the family, and only two widowed women are left. I originally hoped to support the family with seven years of grace, but the young man's dullness completely made the woman die. Thinking about the future life of the widowed mother, I felt even more sad.

At this time, Xiao Ye's heart was turbulent. When he went to Jiangxi to visit a stele left by Zhengde top scholar Yang Shenyu's hometown, he encountered a thunderstorm, struck by thunder, and traveled through time!

Well, time travel is not a rare thing, so he won the award. In his previous life, he worked in the Literature and History Department of the Academy of Social Sciences and studied the imperial examinations in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. He was an unpopular among the unpopular, with a monthly salary of 50,000 yuan and poor.

If that's all, it would be fine. He was lucky that he had Chinese martial arts, three-body poses, and Hunyuan stakes. He could not practice until dawn, and he could not move. He also visited famous masters. Unfortunately, he had not practiced any talent. After practicing for ten years, he still had no power to tie up his chickens and stood up his lumbar disc. His wife could no longer bear it and divorced him.

However, things in the world were unpredictable, and folk customs gradually became a climate. Due to his superb accomplishments in the imperial examination, Xiao Ye transformed himself into a folk custom expert. He ran around the country and even went to the forum to specifically talk about the imperial examinations in the Ming and Qing dynasties. In the past, others called him Xiao Xiao, but now he is Teacher Xiao, with a reputation and money coming.

Xiao Ye is a nostalgic person. He is rich and remarried with his ex-wife. The couple has a son. When the family of three was enjoying family, they were struck by lightning!

Thinking that a person in his forties becomes a 16-year-old boy would be more than a lifetime, he felt a little balanced. After all, no matter how much money he had, he could not buy youth. He had a large flat floor of more than 200 square meters in Beijing and had more than 10 million in savings, which was enough for the mother and son to live.

Although Xiao Ye let go of his ties to his previous life, what shocked him was that the original owner's real identity was Li Ye, the son of former crown prince Li Hong!

Shortly after Li Hong was suddenly in the Qiyun Palace of Hebi Palace, an old Taoist escaped into the palace late at night, quietly brought the original owner to Yangzhou and sent it to Xiao Yan's house, renamed Xiao Ye. Seven years later, he was already a sixteen-year-old boy.

It turns out... I am a royal nobleman!

Of course, this identity cannot be exposed, and there is a high probability that Li Hong was poisoned to death by Wu Meiniang. Otherwise, the old Taoist would not have taken him away overnight. It is even more impossible for the emperor to posthumously award Li Hong as a filial piety emperor and buried him in Gongling with the ritual of the emperor. This is obviously clear about the inside story, but he has no choice but to do anything. In desperation, he can only give the post-death ambition as much as possible and express his dissatisfaction with Meiniang.

Xiao Ye turned around and looked at the mother and daughter. His mother, Du, was from Kunshan, and originated from the Du family in Jingzhao. He was a first-class gentry in the Eastern Jin and Southern Dynasties. Later, his family business gradually declined and faded into a small portal. However, if you carefully distinguish it, Du family still has a somewhat elegant and luxurious temperament.

My daughter Xiao Qiaoniang is only thirteen years old and is born with beauty. In a few years, she will definitely be a great beauty from the Xiao family.

"Brother, I'm talking to you!"

Seeing Xiao Ye turn around, Qiao Niang said angrily.

“Haha~~”

Xiao Ye basically digested the original owner's memory and smiled: "After worshiping the ancestral hall, we will go back to the city and buy you plum blossom cakes!"

Xiao Yan's family did not live in the village, but opened a bookstore in Jiangdu County. There were ten acres of land under their name, which were handed over to the tribe members to plant, which could generally maintain food and clothing.

"Um!"

Qiaoniang lit her little head happily.
Chapter completed!