Li Gao forgot Li Jia's identity for a moment, and kept saying loudly and exclaiming. His words were sometimes too erratic, which made the brothers and sisters beside him frown and anxious. The King Xuan, who was broad-minded and fat, couldn't help but startle.

Li Jia didn't care at all and listened with relish.

Although Li Gao was a nobleman, he was a literati after all, and was also in charge of Changsha Prefecture in name, which sounded like a different thought.

"For generations, those who have committed wars, including officials and families, and those who have been demoted for some minor mistakes, have been slaves for several generations, and have been tortured for generations. It is not enough for clerks to do so. Even if the family is in a funeral, they have to come to play. If they are sick, they have to dance. They are pitiful and lamentable!"

After all, Li Gao was still a literary youth. Seeing the emperor's listening face, his desire to tell him became stronger:

"I once drank and had fun with a few poets, and called a few musicians. The women of the miscellaneous households served. They looked sad and knew some knowledge. They said that their ancestors were the rulers of Yuwen and were demoted to slaves. After several rounds of the imperial court, the former Sui Dynasty and the former Tang Dynasty, the court had changed several times, and three or four hundred years ago, but they were still official slaves, struggling to survive. In their thirties, they had no life!"

"Why is this?" King Wei Li Bin was fascinated by the hearing and couldn't help asking, his little face full of curiosity.

"Why?" Li Gao sighed, drank a glass of wine, and said, "When his children get married and have children, they will die. They are reluctant to give up money and buy medicine. They are afraid that they will be filthy, so they eat their stomachs and find a crooked tree outside the city to hang themselves to death, so they will not suffer this pain."

"Forget it, let's reunite today, let's say something bad!"

King Xuan Li Jun quickly got involved, forced his words to interrupt, looked at the emperor, and laughed and said:

"Now our Li family is full of branches and leaves. Good news keeps coming from the palace. This is the blessing of the ancestors!"

Li Jia took a casual look and saw three or four villains sitting upright, while five or six were in the wet nurse's arms, staring with big eyes, screaming, and gathering for the banquet.

"Uncle said the most!" Li Jia smiled and said, "Blessing our ancestors, our Li family has lived in the world again and enjoyed a peaceful life!"

"If Emperor Xuanwu is here, I will be extremely happy to see this scene!" Concubine Hou's eyes were slightly red, and she wiped her eyes and said with a smile.

"Father will definitely make you happy!" Li Jia couldn't help but feel a little low and echoed softly.

"Your Majesty, now the Tang Dynasty has ruled the river and is in the south, and Changsha is also very stable. It is time for us to move the ancestral temple here. We have successors to enjoy food and comfort the spirits of our ancestors and ancestors!"

When King Xuan mentioned the ancestral temple, people became much more energetic in an instant.

Before the Song Dynasty, family genealogy and ancestral temples were basically exclusive to the nobles, or aristocratic families. In order to prevent blood loss, there was a family genealogy and then a ceremony for the ancestral temple was held to gather the cohesion of the huge family.

To put it bluntly, ancestor worship and sacrifice are to trace the roots and show that one's family background is strong and the ancestors are particularly awesome. Secondly, through a huge ceremony, the larger and larger families are brought together and thus grow in troubled times.

By the Song Dynasty, the aristocratic families were completely destroyed, and ancestral temple sacrifices were popularized in the countryside. The rising literati class also wanted to save face and value sacrifices to ancestors. Therefore, the Song Dynasty was the dynasty that compiled genealogy, listed steles, and established the most numerous sacrifices.

For example, Ouyang Xiu and Su Xun compiled the "Ouyang Family Genealogy" and "Su Family Genealogy", which was simply beyond the rules during the Tang Dynasty.

Therefore, except for a few factions such as the Kong family, the rest of the genealogy was at most credible in the Song Dynasty, and no one before was believed.

It's gone far.

"Is Taimiao?" When Li Jia heard this, the smile on her face instantly calmed down and she began to ponder.

Since ancient times, emperors had to build temples in the world of patriarchal rule. In order to worship their ancestors, Taizu, Taizong and others were there. In the Tang Dynasty, the temple name was ruined by Li Zhi. The emperor had temple names, so in the Taimiao, the ancestors and ancestrals would be there.

Of course, the temple name is to make "the emperor sacrifice for generations", that is, to "exhaust the relatives and not destroy the temple" in the future. After all, there are only a few places. Except for the ancestors, the rest can be given to later generations.

After he established the Tang Dynasty, the ancestral temple ignored it. After all, he was a side-sect and the matter was too troublesome. He was afraid that those Confucian scholars would find a father for him like Emperor Guangwu.

So I have been deliberately ignored.

However, King Xuan’s words mean a bit tempting.

"Who did you listen to uncle?" Li Jia chuckled, glanced at him and shivered.

After all, if you recognize your father in the ancestral temple affairs, King Xuan will no longer be a close royal family, so he will naturally be anxious.

"My, I'm just thinking about it myself!" King Xuan trembled a few times, then said with a tough forehead: "The ancestral temple is the foundation of the imperial court. It is now placed in Lingnan and it is difficult to worship during the New Year. Besides, the tablet of Emperor Xuanwu has been in Lingnan, and there are some miscellaneous words in the market..."

Although what King Xuan said was a bit obscure, Li Jia naturally knew that the so-called miscellaneous words meant that he was unfilial!

Li Wei died in Guangzhou, his tomb is in Lingnan, and his tablet is also in the ancestral temple. The emperor must not be able to sacrifice his sacrifices at all times, and he has not even been busy in recent years. With the current priesthood, this is indeed unfilial!

If you make a mistake, even if you don’t go home to visit the grave for a few years, you will be unfilial!

No, you must not let your filial character be ruined.

He was also a little angry. Why wouldn't this uncle say privately that he had to speak publicly so that he would catch him off guard?

When Li Gao and others on the side heard this, their faces turned pale in an instant, lowered their heads and dared not speak.

"What my uncle said makes sense!" Li Jia's face remained unchanged and she smiled: "I was worried about moving north to Changsha and offended my ancestors, but I was too narrow-minded and didn't know the true filial piety!"

While speaking, Li Jia looked ashamed and said, "The time is ripe now, and the ancestral temple will move north to Changsha. I am not at ease with others, so I will leave it to my uncle to do this!"

"Your Majesty is full of pure filial piety. My subordinates are talking nonsense. Please give up your crime!" King Xuan knelt down quickly and said tremblingly.

"Forget it!" Li Jiafeng waved his hand lightly, and then said sadly: "The voice and appearance of the father are imitating in front of him. I feel really uncomfortable. My uncle is the oldest. After the official career, my uncle will go to Guangzhou. Do it well, don't disturb my ancestors!"

"I obey the order!" King Xuan did not dare to respond to this mansion. He quickly responded, nodding and the atmosphere became stiff for a moment.

"The ancestral temple is too narrow, so it has to be expanded. Let's go and do it!" Li Jia ordered, and Tian Zhong, who was standing beside him, could only agree.

The ancestral temple has been on the left side of the Chu Palace, but it is not large in scale. The twenty emperors of the former Tang Dynasty really couldn't stand the small Chu Palace, and he also posthumously conferred four, which made him look even smaller.
Chapter completed!