dognovel Chapter 421: The Recognition of Ancestors and Return to the Clan Ends
Chapter 421: The Recognition of Ancestors and Return to the Clan Ends
Duke Rongguo Gu Haozhen's gaze was fixed on the family genealogy, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.
This was his youngest son, whom he had neglected, the child who carried the earnest expectations of his entire family.
Today, he will be solemnly recorded in the family genealogy. This honor fills his chest like a fire, burning so intensely it's almost ignited.
At the same time, there was a hint of tension, fearing that something might go wrong.
His gaze fell upon the memorial tablet of his mother, Hua Miaoyu: Your son has returned.
Although he had no romantic feelings for her, she was a good wife who managed the household well.
Gu Qiguo leaned forward slightly, his cloudy eyes now shining with a sharp light as he stared intently at the calligraphy brush in his uncle's hand.
He deeply understands the great significance of the family genealogy to the family; the writing of each name signifies the continuation and inheritance of the family bloodline.
Thinking of that prophecy and the birthmark on his body, perhaps the Gu family will definitely rise to prominence thanks to Gu Chenglin's lineage.
Perhaps it can lead the family to glory in the future.
Thinking of this, his withered palms were already soaked with sweat.
The elderly man who wrote the family genealogy—Gu Weizhong.
He stood ramrod straight, his expression solemn and dignified.
He slowly extended his withered hand, picked up the brush from the brush rest, his movements gentle and slow, as if he were holding an incomparably precious sacred object.
He slowly dipped the brush into the cinnabar inkstone, paused briefly, and closed his eyes tightly.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm my excitement.
Then, his gaze became firm and focused, and the pen tip fell on the old paper, writing the three characters "Gu Chenglin" stroke by stroke.
The brushstrokes are vigorous and powerful, and the vermilion is bright and eye-catching, standing out on the yellowed pages like a ray of dawn piercing the darkness.
Before the ink had even dried, the old man wrote next to the name, "First wife, Dongfang Jin".
He paused, then wrote down below, "Eldest son, Gu Jingye".
Just as the last stroke of the three characters "Gu Jingye" was completed, a high-pitched and long crane cry suddenly came from above the ancestral hall.
The sound was sharp and loud, like a resounding bell, piercing the sky and startling the candlelight on the table, causing it to flicker violently.
This unexpected sight surprised and delighted everyone present, and everyone's face showed an expression of shock.
Gu Haozhen's tense nerves relaxed instantly, and he couldn't help but smile, his face beaming with undisguised pride.
good good!
No wonder he has a purple birthmark on his body and is the child of destiny predicted by prophecy.
Gu Qiguo trembled slightly, his eyes moist, and he murmured to himself, "This...this is an auspicious sign! The family will surely prosper!"
The old man writing the family genealogy had a slight tremor in his hand as a strong sense of mission welled up in his heart.
He knew that he was writing down not just a few names, but also the future hope and glory of his family.
A purple birthmark, a child of destiny!
Haha ...
The Gu family will surely prosper in the hands of this child.
Dongfang Jin was also startled, her eyes filled with surprise.
At the same time, a sharp voice rang in Dongfang Jin's mind.
Ruyi screamed excitedly in the space, "[Such powerful merit! Sister Jin, you've struck it rich!]"
Dongfang Jin was stunned for a moment before replying in her mind, "What?"
This might mean your man has finally come to terms with his family. From now on, he'll be more family-oriented.
In other words, whatever the Rongguo Duke's lineage does, everything goes smoothly.
Ruyi's tone revealed barely concealed excitement, because at this moment, Ruyi's Realm had expanded considerably.
Not only that, the main hall of the Ruyi Realm also appeared.
"I see." Dongfang Jin suddenly realized.
"From this day forward, you are of the Gu family bloodline." After saying this, the old man closed the family genealogy book with satisfaction.
His gaze was sharp as he swept over Gu Chenglin, Dongfang Jin, and Gu Jingye in turn.
His voice was loud and authoritative: "Remember, the honor of the Gu family must not be tarnished."
Sunlight streamed through the carved window lattice, illuminating the family genealogy on which names had just been recorded.
The light tinged the three names with a dark red hue, as if they were the silent gazes cast upon us by our ancestors across time and space.
Upon hearing this, Gu Chenglin immediately kowtowed respectfully and said, "Grandson will remember."
He referred to himself as "grandson" because the old man was of the same generation as his grandfather.
He was also the elder in charge of looking after the ancestral hall, and his status in the family was highly respected.
Seeing Gu Chenglin bow, Dongfang Jin didn't dare to be negligent and pulled the stunned Gu Jingye along.
He knelt solemnly before the ancestral tablets of the Gu family and kowtowed.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the ancestral hall became even more solemn, and the new inheritance officially began.
……
The warm sun shone brightly, bringing this ceremony of recognizing one's ancestors to a perfect close.
Butler Ji, dressed in a dignified dark blue long gown, hurried across the courtyard.
A loud voice echoed throughout the mansion: "Lord Duke, the banquet is ready. Please proceed to the banquet hall!"
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone walked toward the garden where the banquet was being held, according to the order of seniority.
Before even stepping inside, a rich and mellow aroma wafts over, instantly captivating everyone's taste buds.
Upon entering the garden, you will see several impressive solid wood dining tables neatly arranged.
Several exquisitely shaped casserole dishes were placed steadily on the table, resembling fine works of art.
Beside the garden, flames licked the bottom of the earthenware pots merrily from a row of stoves.
The broth in the pot bubbled and tumbled like a playful sprite.
Milky white and brownish-red steam, carrying a rich and fresh aroma, eagerly filled everyone's nostrils, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.
Simmering gently over a low flame, the tofu in the milky white casserole becomes even more tender, each piece of tofu like a sponge, soaking up the delicious broth.
In the clear broth of the winter melon meatball hot pot, the winter melon chunks become soft, sweet, and tender as they simmer, warming the heart like the winter sun.
The meatballs are partially visible in the soup; with each bite, the juice bursts between your teeth, as if playing a delicious melody.
In the copper-colored casserole, the lamb chops were stewed until the meat easily separated from the bone, and the caramelized skin was like a golden armor covering the tender lamb.
With a gentle sip, the aroma of meat instantly spreads across the tongue, making one feel as if they are on a vast grassland.
And then there's the reddish-brown braised lamb spine, where the spiciness of the spices blends perfectly with the fresh aroma of the lamb.
The broth is rich and flavorful, and every bite is irresistibly delicious.
On the other side of the garden, servants from the Rongguo Mansion skillfully turned over the lamb skewers and various foods on the grill.
The lamb skewers sizzled and dripped oil as they were grilled over charcoal, the unique aroma of the spices intertwining with the fresh fragrance of the lamb, drawing frequent glances from onlookers.
The ingredients, drinks, and juices in these hot pots mostly come from Dongfang Jin's magical space.
Nourished by the spiritual energy of the space, the ingredients become more delicious and their nutritional value is greatly enhanced.
As soon as everyone stepped into the garden, a gasp of amazement rippled through the crowd.
Gu Chenglin raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, but he remained silent.
After all, all the ingredients and recipes at the banquet came from his beloved wife.
Gu Mingyu's eyes widened as he pointed to the golden corn pieces in the bowl and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, corn can be used in cooking?"
Gu Jingye explained with a smile, "This corn can not only be used in dishes, but also in soups, and it tastes delicious in hot pot too!"
Gu Yongqing stared at the large shrimp on the table, swallowing hard. "Wow, is this what a large shrimp is?"
I've finally seen a whole prawn! I've only ever eaten shrimp meat before.
Gu Ruizhe was the first to rush to the table, his eyes fixed on the tempting spicy hot pot.
Excitedly, she shouted to Dongfang Jin, "Auntie, I love spicy food!"
The smell alone is unbearable!
As he spoke, he eagerly picked up a bright red chicken wing and took a bite.
Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the chicken wings burst with spicy and savory flavor on your tongue.