C18 The First Beat of the Drum Is 15

It was the first time Wang Nanyuan had seen the drum in the ancestral hall that his step-father often talked about.

When Wang Nanyuan stood in front of the drum with a diameter of two meters, he suddenly felt that he was a little tiny. The 2008 drum used to make the drum shone with a cold light in the dimly lit ancestral hall. The bracelet made of fifty-six pieces of Camphoragate wood exuded an ancient majesty. However. . . What did not seem to be very compatible with the drum stick was that on the tall drum stand. . . A pair of white, undecorated Camphoragate Hammers were telling people that it was a new pair, not the original version of the Lotus Rui Drum. And its ancestor. . . The Lotus Rui Village's Craftsmen Wu had once bestowed it with such supreme glory and dignity. Now, after a few twists and turns, The pair of hammers in Xiao Yunzhi's hands that were embedded with gold, silver, agate, jadeite and turquoise were the symbols of Lotus Rui Village giving orders.

Since the construction of the village, the ancestral hall had been built. Since the day the ancestral hall was built, the ancestral hall drum had been there. Normally. . . The villagers would not touch it. Even the nastiest child would not dare to secretly smash it with a stone. Normally, a pair of Camphoragate drumsticks would be placed on the drum rack. When something big happened, the person who called the police would casually pick up the pair of drumsticks that had been placed on the drum stand and beat the drum fiercely. In an instant, the sound of the drum spread throughout the entire village like the cry of a police car. It was heart-wrenching. However, there was another kind of grand occasion: Lian Rui Village didn't use these ordinary campewood drumsticks to beat the ancestral temple drum. They used the pair of drum sticks that had been passed down from their ancestors and were embedded with five precious thousand year old yellow poise wood. That was the 'Oubao Gathering' that was held once every two years. After the competition, the clan head solemnly handed the pair of drum sticks to the head of the clan, the 'Oubao Champion'. The 'top scholar' who had a large red flower on his chest sounded the drums of the ancestral hall and started to pay respects to the Ancestor. After that, the 'champion' of the Wu Clan, who had a pair of big red flowers on his chest, started to sing the ancestral drums of the ancestral hall and started to worship his ancestors. This pair of drum sticks was preserved by the "top scholar" of "Oubao, until the next time, the" top scholar was snatched away by the other craftsmen of Oubao. Then, the drumbeats would also change owners. Thus, This Five Treasures drumstick was the highest honor for all the craftsmen within the three hundred mile radius of Nanxi.

Unfortunately, this was a custom that had been passed down for thousands of years. It was broken in the long river of time and politics in humiliation. Decades ago, at the final Oubao Meeting, In the past, Wang Qingtan, who was not convinced that he was under the influence of old Xiao, burned the pair of precious yellow wooden drum sticks that were passed down from his ancestors in a fit of anger. The villagers in the village let the 'Vulture Ye family' go through the night. " Old Ye's father rushed to make a pair of identical five-treasure drumsticks for Old Xiao. Wang Qingtan was chased out of Lotus Rui Village because he had violated a great taboo. Five years later, when he thought about repenting and returning to Lotus Rui Village with the ambition to become the champion of the 'Oubao Meeting' again, He'd long since stopped holding the 'Oubao Meeting' after discovering the change in the situation. That pair of five-treasure drumbeats would be eternally rewarded to the Xiao Clan.

Xiao Yunzhi took out the pair of drumsticks from the blue brocade cloth bag in front of the ancestral hall drum. He said to Wang Qingtan, whose eyes were shining, "Uncle Qingtan. Today is the first day. You can use this pair of five-treasure drumsticks to beat the drum. Gather all the artisans and villagers in the village to the ancestral hall. The rule of our Lian Rui Village for the past thousand years is to beat the drum on the first day. The sound of the drum is passed down fifteen times. The sound of the drum is like a military order. Right now, among the five artisans of Nan Xi, Our boss, Old Xiao, only has half of his life left, Old Xiao of the Wu family, has collapsed, the Musical Master of the Wu family, has died, the boss of the Wu family, Hua Dali, has always been in the city, and among the five craftsmen, you are the only one that is full of vigor and vitality. As long as you say it, Tell the villagers not to hold the Wu Bao Conference this year and let my new village renovation project enter the field first. It's not too late to hold it in the future, I can even let the Oubao Meeting be held overseas! As long as you promise to help me, you will use this drumstick to beat the drum today!"

" Alright, alright! " Wang Qingtan clapped his hands as he was about to reach out to take the blue-colored cloth bag that was clearly green and white. Suddenly, Xiao Xiaoyun was like a small screen between his brother, Xiao Yunzhi, and Wang Qingtan. He blocked with his hands and said, "Uncle Qingtan, are you still a man?"

Xiao Xiaoyun looked at Wang Qingtan from the corner of his eye. "Since ancient times, Master Wu won respect with his true abilities. Is this how he took the Five Treasures Drum Hammer? Uncle Qingtan, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by us, the younger generation of Craftsman Wu? "

"Sister Yun, don't meddle in other people's business!" Xiao Yunzhi became anxious at the side.

"Is this meddling in other people's business? Ask everyone. Do you think this is a busybody?" Xiao Xiaoyun pointed at Wang Nanyuan, Lu Ye'er, and the others who had followed closely to the great ancestral hall.

Wang Qingtan's hand, which had just stretched out, was suspended in midair.

Luye'er turned to Wang Qingtan's side and gently put her hands down, saying softly:

"Uncle Qingtan, you must have not forgotten, right? Those good-looking, fun, and delicious dishes at the 'Oupu Conference'? With your skill, you won the Five Treasures Drum at the 'Oupu Conference' fair and square. Isn't that easy? If the 'Oubao Meeting' doesn't start, how can I let the artisans of the world know that your treasured knife isn't old? How can those lantern cakes, fish soup, longhaired wontons, and dwarf muffins be gathered here to satisfy your appetite? How many years has it been since you heard the play of the 'Oubao Meeting'? Tell me, how many years has it been since you last heard the play of the 'Oubao Meeting'? Is the 'Oubao Conference' broken or not?"

When Wang Qingtan heard this, he clapped his hands like a child. "It can't be broken, absolutely can't be broken!" Then, he turned around and said to Xiao Yunzhi, "Give me this drumstick, I still have to knock it!"

When Wang Nanyuan heard this, he was stunned. "Why did you change your mind again!?" Wang Qingtan did not give Xiao Yunzhi any explanation. He took out the pentagram cloth bag from Xiao Yunzhi's pocket, and in the blink of an eye, he took out the pentagram double drum stick. He went straight to the big drum, and without any explanation, he started to hit the drum! The sound of the drum instantly spread throughout the entire Lotus Rui Village, and it was like a thunderclap that shocked the entire village to the point of rushing over to the ancestral hall!

This was the ancestral hall drum that had not been sounded for many years!

In an instant, the three floors of the Lian Rui Village's ancestral hall were filled with villagers. Everyone stared at Wang Qingtan in shock, and also stared at the brilliant Five Treasures Yellow Yang Drum Drum!

Wang Qingtan loudly said to the villagers, "Dear villagers, today is the first day of the first day. I swing the hammer and hit the drum because I want to make an agreement with you. Half a month later, on the 15th day of the 15th day, our Lotus Rui Village's' Treasure Gathering 'will be held as scheduled. The craftsmen of various villages will definitely be there. We can't renege on the agreement!"

Everyone looked at each other, unsure of whether it was true or not. Xiao Yunzhi waved his hand anxiously at the side. "My fellow villagers, don't listen to him. With him behaving like a madman right now, will you believe his words? "

"I do!" With a loud gong, a white-haired, child-like elder stood in front of the drum. He took the Five Treasures wooden mallet from Wang Qingtan's hand and raised it high with both hands. Weeping'er called out softly, "Grandpa!"

This elder of the Dao Bone Immortal Wind was Ashiya'er's grandfather, Ashida. He was not only Reed's grandfather, he was also the head of the village committee of Lotus Rui Village. Although the main surname of the village was Wang, because of the origin and historical background of the legendary master of the village, Lui Chang Ting, who had witnessed the legend of the village, became a mythical existence in this mysterious ancient village.

In the past, three hundred miles of Nanxi River, hundreds of workers gathered in Lotus Rui Village. In two years, there was a "Ou Bao Conference. " Although the troupe of Ou was also in Lian Rui Village, However, it had never been included in the "Workers of Ou Yu Craftsman. " Due to the fact that the boss of the boss's acting class was illiterate, he was honest and upright, and was deeply respected by the villagers. Whenever there was a civil dispute in the village, they would seek out the Lu family, regardless of whether they were big or small. Moreover, he would be able to find a proper and fair solution on the side of Class Leader Lu and return with satisfaction. Hence, the Lu family had always been the "head judge" of the three-hundred-mile radius of Nan Xi's "Wu River Conference. " The inheritance of the family. Lu Changting was fair and honest, and naturally became the 'head judge' of the 'Overflowing River Conference', which was the last part of the 'Overflowing River Conference' before it was cut off. After a few decades, under his continuous efforts, the 'head judge' of the 'Oupo Meeting' was finally able to become the 'head judge' of the 'Oupo Meeting'. He finally got the official authorization. According to the usual practice, This year, on the first day of the new festival, the "Oupu Conference" of Lotus Rui Village was officially restored. What a coincidence. This was the day when Wang Qingtan beat the drum on the first day, and the sound spread to the 15th day!

"Good, good, good! Our Craftsman Wu's' Oubao Meeting 'has finally returned!"

The crowd burst into cheers! Ashiya'er scanned the crowd with her eyes and discovered that other than Xiao Yunzhi, who was in a daze, there were also three foreigners with strange expressions whispering amongst themselves.