Chapter 292 3 Thousands of people gathered in front of the mountain gate, and the treasure seal was

Chapter 292 3 Thousands of people gathered in front of the mountain gate, and the treasure seal was

Chapter 292 Tens of thousands of people gathered in front of the Three Mountains Gate, and the treasure seal was presented to the talented!
Xinyou year, Gengzi month, Guihai day. Kwun Tong District, Po Lam Road.

Dasheng Temple, inside the Loyalty Hall.

The incense altar has been set up, the lights are dim, and the candles are flickering.

The twenty masters were divided into two groups, ten in each group, standing in front of the altar, which was filled with tablets with red characters on yellow paper.

It corresponds to Tiangang above and Disha below.

Yin Zhaotang, the second marshal of the society, dressed in a white gown, a red scarf on his head, and stepped into the dragon and phoenix steps. He came to the altar and shouted, "Please invite the ordained brothers to enter the altar!"

Wang Zhijun, Bao C, A Yao and Bian Yue had already been waiting outside the door with their fists clasped, and entered the altar according to their status and position.

He saluted with fists, made the Hongmen hand gesture, and knelt on one knee.

"The disciple is here!"

Yin Zhaotang stepped forward and gave each of the four people a stick of incense, then took out the Hongmen Knife and slapped it on their backs. "Do you love your brothers and sisters or gold?"

Wang Zhijun shouted loudly: "Love brothers and sisters!"

"Love your brothers and sisters or love gold?"

“Love brothers and sisters!”

The four men opened their throats and roared in unison. After the second marshal put away his sword, they stood up one after another and approached the altar to burn incense.

It was the first time that Wang Zhijun participated in a mysterious Hongmen ceremony. He was standing at the mountain gate, smelling incense, reciting verses of loyalty and righteousness, looking up at the Great Sage Buddha statue, surrounded by yellow paper candles and shadows in the dark room.

He seemed to be pulled back to the time when China was in decline, in ruins for a century, and the Central Plains was in turmoil. He stood together with countless people of noble character and lofty ideals who sacrificed their lives and shed their blood to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty and restore China.

In front of a row of candles on either side of the incense altar stood the main members of the society. The lights stretched their shadows, making it so dim that one could not see their faces clearly.

It seemed as if they were not human beings, but spirits of heroes, watching the ceremony in the altar. The people looked at their noses with their eyes, and their hearts with their noses, with solemn expressions, not daring to speak without permission, and they were no longer mortals in the altar!

Under the beams and pillars in the hall, there were people like Hong Tianyou, led by Niu Qiang, the chief knife wielder of the Punishment Hall, and each of them held a precious sword and had a red scarf tied on their head.

The Great Sage sat on the golden lotus with a smile on his face and a kind look on his face.

The fat cat, the host, was wearing a Tang suit, holding a dragon-headed stick, sitting on the only chair on the altar, his figure seemed to overlap with the Buddha statue, which made his heart palpitate and beat fast.

Yin Zhaotang unfolded a piece of red paper and shouted loudly: "Thanks to the efforts of the brothers and the heroes, Xuanwushan Zhongyi Hall is able to reopen a branch in Tsim Sha Tsui."

"The Dragon Head decrees that the Shanghai Street disciple Wang Zhijun be granted the title of 426 Red Stick, and be given a precious seal as a token of trust, and be promoted!"

"The Dragon Head issued an imperial decree to grant the disciple of Jordan, Ji Biao, the position of the 415 white paper fan, and the seal as a token of trust, promotion!"

"The Dragon Head decrees that Wan Chai disciple Huang Hongxuan be granted the position of 432 Straw Sandal Master, and be granted a precious seal as a token of trust, and be promoted!"

"The Dragon Head decrees that Wan Chai disciple Wei Yao be granted the position of 432 Straw Sandal Master, and is granted a precious seal as a token of trust, and is promoted!"

Fat Cat stood up with the help of the dragon head stick and handed the four tokens to the engraver one by one.

Wang Zhijun, Bao C and others were very excited. They took the token with both hands, raised it above their heads, knelt down and shouted, "Thank you, Grandpa!"

Afterwards, Yin Zhaotang led Jiang Hao, Zuoshou and others to leave the incense altar, leaving Feimao to teach the four people the secret formula of the treasure seal and their identities.

The society spent 130,000 yuan to hold a banquet for the four newlyweds on Baolin Road.

Although Zhongyi Hall has been opening frequently in the past two years, each opening of the incense altar is still treated as a major event. Both the pomp and etiquette are meticulous and there is no chance of any perfunctory behavior.

The more often the guests come, the deeper their friendships and better their relationships will be, and they will never feel bothered.

Because it means that Zhongyi Hall is thriving and flourishing. The guests will only secretly envy and respect it.

Beside the eaves of the front hall, at a card table, Yao Ji, the head of Dong'an Society, Lu Qingdong, the head of Zhongyi Xin, and Liao Runchen, a Justice of the Peace of the New Territories, were playing Pai Gow with the neighbors.

Xiaoji called out to Shenxiantang who was passing by, holding a stack of Hong Kong dollars in his hand, and asked curiously, "Ahtang, Dadong said that after the New Year, the three mountain gates will hold a Taiping Qingjiao ceremony together?"

Taiping Qingjiao is a kind of Dajiao ritual, the purpose of which is to pray for good health and to make wishes and have them fulfilled.

Different from ordinary festivals, the Taiping Qingjiao festival is usually held on a large scale.

There needs to be a financial sponsor to invest and the gods to nod.

Small-scale Jiao ceremonies in housing estates are held every two to five years, but the Tai Ping Qing Jiao ceremonies have no fixed date due to their huge cost.

During important ceremonies and happy events, the main deity will appear in your dreams to ward off disasters and resolve difficulties.

It can only be held if it is led by local gentry and wealthy businessmen, and occasionally in history it has been held consecutively.

Similar to the Taiping Qingjiao, there are the "Qi'an Jiao" for praying for peace, the "Tian Jiao" for praying for good weather and prosperity of the five industries, and the "Taiping Fu Jiao" and "Anlong Qingjiao".
There is a Taoist ritual called "Jiao", which has different names, rituals, and what is sought and required.

The society just held a Dajiao ceremony last year, and holding a large-scale "Taiping Qingjiao" now is actually a waste of preparation.

But each ceremony was more grand than the last, spreading the fame of Zhongyi Hall far and wide.

At the last Tuodi meeting, Grandpa said that the three mountain gates had been repaired, and the three major figures would hold a Taiping Qingjiao ceremony together to congratulate the gods.

The big brothers all agreed and promised, and after it was passed unanimously, the six major halls shared the sacrifice money equally.

The Tsim Sha Tsui East branch was newly established not long ago and parking spaces have not been charged much yet, so there is no reason to ask people to pay.

Yin Zhaotang stayed beside the card table, took a deep breath, and said while exhaling cigarette smoke, "Yes, Grandpa said to celebrate the reconstruction of the mountain gate. Uncle Yaoji, remember to come and have a bowl of hot pot on the day."

Xiaoji raised his thumbs up, his voice was hoarse, but his face was confident, and he praised sincerely: "Atang, you are really awesome, you helped Laozhong turn things around."

"Last year we had a festival, this year we have a Taiping Festival. Hehe, Xinji and the Number Gang are not as glorious as you Lao Zhong."

Liao Runchen wore a long satin gown, holding a gentleman's cane in his left hand and touching the dominoes with his right hand, smiling: "Yaoji, Xinji, can the Number Gang open two branches a year?" Yaoji said happily: "No."

Liao Runchen said: "Of course he is not as powerful as Lao Zhong."

Yin Zhaotang humbly said: "Uncle Liao, the four great halls have more people than Lao Zhong. They have achieved success long ago and are deeply rooted. Lao Zhong is just a temporary success."

Liao Runchen did not agree and encouraged him, "Young man, you are full of energy! If you lead Lao Zhong to catch up, it will not be a problem to surpass the Big Four in a few years."

In the past, he looked down on the power of Zhongyitang, but he remembered that Feimao had a history of anti-British activities in 1966-1967.

Later, I just admired Yin Zhaotang!

But now Zhongyitang is developing rapidly and has become a strength that cannot be ignored.

No matter whether they are black or white, if your fist is strong enough, everyone will give you some courtesy.

Lao Zhong’s brand has already gained considerable weight.

Xiaoji asked, "I heard from Dadong that Fat Cat also held a ceremony for you to be the second marshal that day?"

"That's right." Yin Zhaotang said.

Xiaoji was displeased and said indignantly, "Ah Tang, I really feel sorry for you! Being appointed as the Second Marshal is a big deal, how can you use the venue of the festival to hold the ceremony?"

"That old Fat Cat is such a bastard. He has money to hold a Tai Ping Qing Jiao, but no money to hold a ceremony for you. When you were just starting out, if you had come to my place, I would have praised you all the way and helped you get a bank loan so that you would be famous all over Hong Kong."

Lu Qingdong was upset as he was listening, and couldn't help but ask, "Isn't this impressive enough?"

Xiaoji sneered and said disdainfully: "No matter how grand the Taiping Jiao is, it is all for worshipping the gods. What does it have to do with Atang?"

The uncles started arguing with each other, and did not even push their cards away, but just held them in their hands. Yuanbao, who was the banker, looked unhappy.

Yin Zhaotang looked helpless, patted Xiaoji on the shoulder, pointed at the few people who walked out of the incense altar, and explained: "Uncle, my brother is out."

"You guys play first, I'll go say hello."

"Uncle Yaoji, at the usual time, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, remember to come and eat the hot pot."

Xiaoji waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."

After Yin Zhaotang left, Yuanbao pointed at Yaoji's nose and cursed, "You're crazy, you're still trying to poach Atang, be careful or Fat Cat will have someone kill you!"

Xiaoji acted fearless and said, "Atang's gang is enough to sweep me away, is it necessary for Feimao to do it? The fact that Atang didn't sweep me away proves that there will be a chance sooner or later."

In fact, everyone knows that Shenxiantang will never be transferred to another company, so some jokes have to be made. Otherwise, Xiaoji would not dare to provoke the fat cat.

New year, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Tsim Sha Tsui East, Wing On Building.

In the cloakroom at home, Zhou Huimin put a purple gown in front of Yin Zhaotang, looked at the figure in the mirror with admiration in her eyes, and said admiringly: "This gown suits you very well, Grandpa really has good taste."

"Master Fu runs the best Qingbang tailor shop in Hong Kong Island and he is a master craftsman with decades of craftsmanship." Yin Zhaotang was very satisfied with the high-end fabrics, close-fitting workmanship and appropriate tailoring.

After Zhou Huimin took the gown off the hanger, she helped Yin Zhaotang put it on.

Yin Zhaotang was seen with his hair oiled and slicked back, holding a white paper fan. He was not very tall, but he had an upright posture and a high spirit.

The elite who usually wears suits and ties is gone, and he is dressed in ancient colors, like a private school teacher in the Republic of China era.

Zhou Huimin couldn't help but put her arm around him, looked smug in the mirror, and said sweetly, "Mr. Yin, you look very handsome today."

She was obviously very proud of her man.

"It's almost eight o'clock, let's go." Yin Zhaotang held a paper fan and walked out of the door with Zhou Huimin and Rong Jiahui.

Zhou Huimin wore a green jacket and skirt, looking youthful and sweet, and the outfit matched well. Rong Jiahui wore a white jacket and skirt, following behind her.

Although the Dajiao ceremony is mixed with some community activities, it is a legal and large-scale folk celebration. Various gentry and many Chaozhou Chamber of Commerce bosses will be present.

It was okay for reporters to take photos of the female singer with her boyfriend, and it was not considered a black history at all. Therefore, Yin Zhaotang brought his girlfriend and Jiahui along.

Liang Xinying will be there, but she just didn't come from home. Women in Hong Kong Island have to revolve around men. It's not normal for successful men, girlfriends and friends to date two or three people at the same time.

If you are not happy, leave. If you want to stay, stay. Even women don’t find it strange. There is no need to worry about incompatibility. If you are not compatible, just change people!
Today is his big day, and it is a sign of respect for his two girlfriends to be here to congratulate him.

Niu Qiang, Hua Pi, and Sha Hui each led five people, forming three teams, crowded into the elevator hall, and bowed together: "Dragon Head!"

"Dragon head!"

Rong Jiahui has long been accustomed to the identity of the party leader of the Big Boss Triad Council, and even Zhou Huimin is not surprised.

The group took the elevator downstairs, and under the escort of fifteen people, they boarded a blue Rolls-Royce Silver Spirit and drove all the way to Baolin Road. When they were still more than one kilometer away from Baolin Road, the crackling sound of firecrackers reached their ears.

When the Rolls-Royce entered Baolin Road, the entire road had been closed, and the red paper from the broken firecrackers was spread all over the ground. White smoke was floating in the sky, just like a fairyland on earth.

Jiang Hao, Zuo Shou and other big guys were standing on the steps in front of the palace gate. When they saw the Rolls-Royce, they knew that the big boss had arrived.

However, the Rolls-Royce was blocked at the Baolin intersection and could not move forward, so it had to stop on the side of the road.

Because, there were more than a thousand banquets in the middle of the road, stretching for two kilometers. Because there were a total of 16,000 brothers from the three societies with the word "Zhong" in their names, all gathered under the Three Mountains!
There were huge crowds of people, a lot of noise, loud gongs and drums, and it was very lively.

I don't know how many brothers, students, big shots and guests were present, standing on tiptoe, watching Yin Zhaotang holding a paper fan, dressed in a purple shirt, and getting out of the luxury car. His young and famous, romantic and suave demeanor was really amazing and admirable.

On the stage, the song "The Six Kingdoms Conferring Prime Ministers" was still being sung. It was the same song, but it didn't have the same heroic spirit as the last time.

Today is the day when tens of thousands of people gather in front of the Three Mountains Gate, dragons and tigers roar in Xuanwu Mountain, heroes from all over the world come here, and the treasure seal and position are presented to the talented!
(End of this chapter)