Reborn Amalgamation

In the 29th year of Jiaping, on the ninth day of June, Mrs. Jingxiang died of illness at the age of 41. The imperial court specially named her Mrs. Guo.

Because it was midsummer, Mrs. Jing's coffin only stayed in Beijing for one day.

But because Jingxiang could not leave Beijing, Jingxiang's only daughter could only help the spirit to return home instead.

The Grand Princess Mansion.

Since Jingya left that day, Princess Dachang didn't live in Chengbi Garden anymore, but went back to the mansion directly.

Yu Qiong looked at the eldest princess who had a bad complexion, and asked cautiously: "Your Highness, Miss Jing... is going to help Ling back to Yuzhou today..."

Jing Xiang's hometown is in Yuzhou, and Jing's wife died of illness, so she was sent back to her hometown for burial as usual.

Hearing the words, the eldest princess frowned tightly, lowered her head and thought for a moment, and then ordered Yu Qiong: "You, go and call Xue Chan, let her bring a few more people, escort her secretly all the way, and never let her have any mistakes. .”

"Yes."

"and also……"

"Yes?"

"Tell Xuechan again to let her escort...after arriving in Yuzhou," Princess Dachang took out a small box, handed it to Yu Qiong, and said, "Help me hand over this thing to her..."

"Yes."

After Yu Qiong took the thing handed over by the eldest princess, she bowed her head in response, and immediately withdrew to follow the instructions.

After the government.

Jing Xiang worriedly told Jing Ya: "Ya'er, you must be more careful when you go...summer is full of water, if you can avoid it, you should avoid the section of the [-]th Gorge, you know?"

Jing Ya nodded, and replied: "Well, I see."

"I've sent someone to notify your uncle right away. When... you get home, your uncle will arrange everything. You don't have to worry, Ya'er."

"Yes."

Jing Xiang said: "Okay, then Ya'er, you can go. When you get home, remember to send someone to send me a letter, so that I can feel at ease."

Jing Ya nodded and replied: "Father, don't worry, I remember."

After explaining everything, Jing Xiang didn't leave Jingya any more, he just stood at the door and watched Jingya leave.

On June [-], the coffin of Mrs. Jingxiang was carried back to her hometown.

The road from Central Beijing to Yuzhou is not too far, but it is not very close, and it passes through the Fifteen Gorges, so the road is even more difficult. It's ten days later.

It was hot in midsummer, and it was delayed for another ten days on the road. Therefore, as soon as Mrs. Jing's coffin arrived at Yunxi, Uncle Jing Ya, who had received the funeral report from Beijing a few days earlier, immediately presided over the funeral. Mrs. Jing's coffin was buried in the tomb of Jing's family ancestors.

……

On June 22, Mrs. Jing's funeral was over, but Jing Ya did not return to Beijing, but continued to live in her old home in Yuzhou.

Jingzhai.

Jing Wendai looked at Jing Ya and asked, "Ya'er, are you planning to stay in Yuzhou for one month and then go back to Beijing after the filial period expires?"

Jing Ya nodded and said, "Yes, that's what my father meant."

Jing Wendai also nodded and said: "Okay, I think the same way. But after all, there are too few people who return to my family, and you are required to bear the hard work, Ya'er, it is really..."

Jing Ya pursed the corner of her lower lip, and replied: "What did uncle say, as a man and a child, it's just a duty."

"Okay, Ya'er's words really suit my heart." Hearing this, Jing Wendai looked at Jing Ya with a little more admiration, and said, "Although your mother is her... but uncle still hopes that you will not be too sad, Ya'er." The dead are dead, and the dust returns to the dust, and the living should not live up to the years."

"Thank you uncle for telling me, I will remember."

After saying some consoling words, Jing Wendai said to Jing Ya again: "Ya'er, Mr. Jin Heng has been ill for the past two days, and I have to go and take care of him personally."

"If Marquis Ningyuan arrives, you can send someone to call me, and I will come back immediately to receive you."

Ning Yuanhou is Mrs. Jing's natal brother.

Because Ningyuanhou's fief is far away from Beijing and Yuzhou, when Mrs. Jing died of illness and was buried, Ningyuanhou couldn't make it in time.

But Marquis Ningyuan still insisted on coming, so the Prime Minister invited him to Yuzhou directly.

The scriptures of this matter were also explained to Jing Wendai in the previous period.

Jing Ya got up and bowed to Jing Wendai, saying, "Thank you uncle."

Jing Wendai waved his hand and said: "Why should the whole family thank you, Ya'er should not see her uncle."

After talking about these things with Jingya, Jing Wendai left.Jing Ya sent him to the door, and waited for him to go away before going back into the house.

Wang Lan brought the meal to the house, and looked at Jing Ya with a worried face: "Miss..."

Jing Ya touched the bracelet on her wrist, raised her head and smiled slightly at Wang Lan, and said, "I'm fine...but I don't have any appetite right now, you can carry it down first..."

"But Miss, you haven't even had a proper meal these days..."

Seeing Jingya lowering her head to read, Wang Lan stopped herself, bit her lips, and finally backed out with her meal.

Jing Ya was the only one left in the room.

Jing Ya pinched the pages of the book, scratched the margins with her fingertips, her eyes fell on the book, as if she saw the words on the page, but she seemed to see nothing, only a blank sheet of paper.

The last time she did this for her mother, counting the two years of her life, was already 14 years ago.

The 14 years have passed, even if she has a good memory, she still forgot many things during it.

But she still remembers this incident clearly.

But she didn't tell anyone, she kept it in her heart all the time.

Speaking of which, she was really on the same level as her mother—a selfish person like that.

Her mother pushed Jingzhan's death onto her, so she felt a sense of revenge, and stood at a distance, watching her mother die indifferently, without saying a word.

Jingya's finger rubbing the edge of the paper suddenly paused, followed by a sharp pain, which spread from the fingertips all the way into her brain.

She shifted her gaze to her fingertips, only to see blood beads bubbling from where the fingertips were scratched.

The finger was still leaning against the paper, so the blood drop on the fingertip slid onto the paper, and quickly blurred, leaving a circle of red marks.

Only then did Jing Ya raise her hand, glanced at the place where her fingertips were scratched by the pages of the book, and suddenly remembered that when her mother called her home, she was also scratched by the pages of the book.

Nemesis?

Or is her mother punishing her?

Jing Ya bent her lips and smiled, pressed her thumb to the wound on her index finger, and rubbed it hard to disperse the blood on the wound, as if she didn't feel any pain.

It doesn't matter, whether it is punishment or retribution, it doesn't matter, anyway, she has died once.

What's more, she has more important things to do in her new life.

Family affection for her is just the icing on the cake.

Jing Ya leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, raised her head to look at the beam, but she was touching the bracelet on her left wrist, quickly put aside the matter in her heart about Mrs. Jing, and calmed down. to the bottom.

The situation in central Beijing is considered to be stable now, but it is far from the right time for the Eldest Princess if she wants to take the throne.

Not only the strength in the dark, but on the bright side, the Eldest Princess needs more achievements. By then, she will be in the top position, which is the real aspiration of the people.

She wanted to help the Eldest Princess to sit in that position.

It's not a plot | rebellion to usurp the throne, but justification.

Her enlightened master cannot be flawed.

And those things that the Eldest Princess cannot do due to her status, she will do all of them for the Eldest Princess.

She only thinks of herself as a sword, and the eldest princess is willing to hold her tightly, so she overcomes obstacles for the eldest princess.

Wherever the eldest princess points, she will chop there.

……

Three days later, on June 25, Hou Ningyuan finally arrived in Yuzhou.

After Jingya got the news, she immediately ordered someone to invite Jing Wendai to come back, and she herself went there first and waited at the door.

Marquis Ning Yuan and Mrs. Jing are siblings, and he is only five years younger than Mrs. Jing, so their relationship has always been very good.

In Yunxi City, three or four horses galloped in a row through the steaming streets in the midsummer afternoon, and the pedestrians on the street avoided one after another—they could all see clearly that the people on the horses were wearing filial piety, so even if they were not afraid I was accidentally injured by a horse, and I also avoided it, for fear that it would be a little bit unlucky.

Just like that, the passers-by for several streets were startled, and finally the horses finally stopped in front of Jingzhai.

After arriving at the place, the middle-aged man in the front was also dressed in a heavy filial piety, and he jumped off the horse with extremely fierce skills.

Jing Ya went up to meet her and called out, "Uncle."

Marquis Ning Yuan was dressed in dust and dust, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, he looked a bit scary at first glance, he strode up to Jing Ya and asked, "Where is my sister?"

Jing Ya paused, pursed her lower lip, lowered her eyes, and replied: "Uncle, please follow me."

After saying that, Jing Ya turned around and walked into the house, Ning Yuanhou paused on the spot, and then followed with strides.

There is a mountain behind the Jing house, and the ancestral grave is located on the back mountain.

Jing Ya led Marquis Ning Yuan to the new grave, and said, "Uncle, mother is here."

Ning Yuanhou knelt down in front of the grave, read the words on the stele, and punched the ground, leaving a deep pit mark. He gritted his teeth fiercely, with infinite regret in his voice: "Sister... Ann is late..."

Marquis Ning Yuan knelt in front of Mrs. Jing's grave all afternoon, and Jing Ya stood with him all afternoon.

Jing Wendai originally wanted to persuade him, but Jing Ya shook his head to indicate that he didn't need it.Fortunately, Jing Wendai is also a very smart person. After thinking about it for a while, he has no intention of persuading him anymore. He just asked someone to send over the things for the memorial ceremony, so that Ning Yuanhou can show his heart.

It was not until dusk on the western mountain that Marquis Ning Yuan stood up from Mrs. Jing's grave.

As soon as Ning Yuanhou stood up, he looked at Jingya, with a look of cruelty in his battle-tested eyes, and he asked Jingya with a questioning intention: "My sister, she...what the hell is going on with her? went?"

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