Honglouchun

Lin Ruhai ruled the world, and they would rather spend some time on etiquette than lose it.

After all, wearing Wusha on top is nothing but a one-off decision.

The mother-in-law brought offerings, paper money, braziers, brooms made of bamboo sticks, wooden shovels and other things.

Jia Qiang personally hoeed the withered weeds found around Jia Min's tomb, and added new soil.

Hands-on, chattering...

"Mother-in-law, my son-in-law is polite..."

"My son-in-law will be married to sister Lin next year. It was supposed to be a big event in Suzhou, but now that you are the prime minister, you are too busy with state affairs, and you really can't leave. Let me give you a good news today..."

"Don't worry, my son-in-law is handsome, heroic, talented, rich in family wealth, and heir to the Marquis of Wu. He has a high position and authority. He is really a rare match for sister Lin..."

"Pooh!"

Daiyu, who had been crying silently since she came here, was stunned at first when she heard these words, then her pretty face blushed, and she couldn't help spitting out: "What a shameless fellow!"

Jia Qiang shook her head again and again and said: "Mother-in-law, Sister Lin is beautiful, with a beautiful heart and a beautiful heart. She has the face of sinking fish and wild goose, and the appearance of a closed moon shameful flower. What's more rare is that her heart is kind and pure, like a bright moon. She is living a very happy life now. Well, with the love of my husband and son-in-law, I will not be wronged in the slightest."

Then, he put down the shovel and broom, arranged the offerings one by one, and burned the paper money in the brazier.

He turned his head to greet Daiyu and said, "Come burn some paper and talk."

Daiyu had tears in her eyes, but the tears dried up.

What else did she say, all the shameless words, such as good or bad, were all finished by this guy.

She neither cried nor laughed nor scolded Jia Qiang, and then stepped forward to burn the paper money.

Seeing that she was silent, Jia Qiang continued to smile and said: "You are old, watch our juniors live in the sky, and bless sister Lin to be healthy and happy, and live a long life. Don't worry about us not coming in the future when you are old, don't worry , we will come to visit you often. By the way, the husband also said that after the old man finishes working on the New Deal for the past few years, he will come to live in the old mansion in Suzhou and come to see you often. When sister Lin and I have children in the future, I will often bring them to visit your grave with you, so that you can see... By the way, sister Lin, didn’t the husband ask you to bring something earlier? Quickly take it out and burn it to your mother-in-law.”

Daiyu said shyly in a low voice, "Don't yell at people...it's really..."

It seemed that Jia Min really looked at the two of them, but he still turned around and beckoned, asking Zijuan to bring the things.

Zicuckoo came with the box in her hand, and she was a little surprised that Daiyu passed out without crying.

Seeing Jia Qiang looking at her with disdain again, she was extremely annoyed.

Daiyu gave a sigh of relief, took the wooden box and let Zijuan go away, then hesitated for a while before opening the wooden box, revealing a scroll inside.

Jia Qiang asked, "Open it? Or... just burn it?"

Eyebrows jumped, Daiyu spit softly: "Let Daddy know, be careful with your skin!"

However, after a pause, he asked again, "Open it for your mother?"

Jia Qiang's stomach almost burst from a snicker, but she nodded with a serious face, "Of course! Otherwise, can't my mother-in-law open it herself?"

After giving him a sharp look, Daiyu gently opened the scroll, revealing a picture and a que word.

In the painting, a woman sits on the side of a stone under a bamboo forest and smiles, holding a handkerchief and a book in her hand.

This place is clearly at the edge of the bamboo forest in the west courtyard of the back house of Yanyuan Yamen, and the appearance of this woman is very similar to Daiyu, even the Liuyun bun is exactly the same as Daiyu, but she is much more mature.

Not far from the woman, a young man stood with his hands behind his back, looking high-spirited. From the outline of his face and eyebrows, who else could it be if it wasn't Lin Ruhai?

There is a que inscribed in the blank space of the picture scroll, which is the song "Jiangchengzi" by Lay Dongpo:

Ten years of life and death are boundless, unthinkable and unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of graves, nowhere to be bleak.

Even if they meet, they should not know it, dusty face, temples like frost.

At night, You Meng suddenly returned home, Xiaoxuan window, dressing.

There is nothing to say about each other, but a thousand lines of tears.

Expected to be broken every year, bright moon night, short Matsuoka.

This is obviously a familiar word that can no longer be familiar with, but now when Jia Qiang and Daiyu read it, they can't hide their sadness.

The depth of Lin Ruhai's affection is really moving.

Looking at Daiyu who was crying so hard, Jia Qiang said softly: "Mother-in-law, you must bless sister Lin to live a long life, and my son-in-law to be 99 years old. I promise to love her for the rest of my life, but in the end, I will love you so much. Sister swallowed it alone."

Daiyu, whose heart was about to break, first put the scroll in the brazier and burned it, then in front of Jia Min's tomb, she clenched her delicate fist and smashed Jia Qiang three times.

A quarter of an hour later, a carriage left the cemetery and drove away, Daiyu, Zijuan and the accompanying nuns left first.

Jia Qiang went to deal with the prefect of Suzhou and the magistrates of the four counties.

……

"Zhu Zhifu, Xu Zhi County, He Zhi County, Wei Zhi County, and Wu Zhi County have accepted it with good intentions. It's just that the gentleman has repeatedly told you not to disturb the place. The emperor has issued a strict order to me not to go outside. Bullying people at will..."

Jia Qiang glanced at many officials who were pampered and pampered on weekdays, but now their brains are about to freeze, and said with a smile: "In short, if you get in touch with Benhou more, it will be more of a disaster than a blessing. you guys."

Hearing Jia Qiang's words, Zhu Cong, the magistrate of Suzhou, who looked like his third grandson, cupped his hands and forced a smile, "Marquis Ning is worthy of being from a family of martial arts, and his words and deeds are clean and neat. It's just that the officials are ashamed to be the officials of the herdsmen in Lin Xiangye's hometown. I am really ashamed that I can't do my best today. When I go to Beijing in the future, it will be difficult to see the Prime Minister..."

Seeing that Jia Qiang's face became impatient, Zhu Cong changed the subject and said with a smile: "However, Mr. Xiang is a high-spirited and honest man, he loves me and other local officials, and can't bear us to work. His loving heart is like the parents of Gaotang, and the officials are grateful. .In that case, when I go to Beijing to report on my duties in the future, I will plead guilty under the Prime Minister's door."

Hearing this, Jia Qiang took a serious look at Zhu Cong, who was standing bowed, and saw that his face did not change, and his words were sincere, so she couldn't help bowing down, didn't say anything, cupped her hands, and left.

The magistrate Zhu kept smiling, watching Jia Qiang ride away on horseback, then straightened up, Guan Wei got up again, got on the warm sedan chair without a second thought, and carried it back to the house.

The other three magistrates also hurried away in their sedan chairs, but there was a magistrate who looked a bit shabby in official robes. Looking at the direction Jia Qiang was going away, his originally dark but resolute gaze became brighter...

……

"Yeah! I'm back!"

In the upper room of Lin's ancestral residence in Suzhou City, Xiangling stood on the verandah, not afraid of the cold, and she didn't know how long she looked at her feet.

Finally seeing Jia Qiang and Daiyu coming back, they immediately jumped up and went forward happily.

In the middle of the run, I finally remembered what the two of you were doing. The smiling face turned into a sad expression in the process of working hard, and then it seemed that sadness was brewing...

How can such small actions be hidden from Jia Qiang and Dai Yu?

Daiyu was still a little gloomy at first, but seeing this treasure now, she couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You're wearing such thin clothes, you've caught the cold! If you're really sick, you'll be better off!"

Xiangling stopped playing tricks, and looked at the expressions of the two of them. Needless to say, Jia Qiang, although Daiyu's eye circles were red, but now she described it as fine, and couldn't help laughing: "Wait for the master and the girl to come back, not only It's me, even they want to go and see this is the first and second class rich and romantic place in the world of mortals!"

Daiyu looked at Jia Qiang, Jia Qiang shook her head and said, "Go ahead and warm it up for half an hour, and have someone cook a bowl of ginger soup for you to drive away the cold."