The Dragon's Families of Mountains and Rivers

It was night, Yun Wei bathed and fasted, and went to the family temple to worship the ancestors.

Due to the rush before leaving, the wind and snow were very heavy, and it was very inconvenient to travel. I traveled day and night and hurried back to the imperial capital before the death of my father. I wanted to fast for three days to worship the ancestral hall, but I was in a hurry and there was no one. Forget about such trifles.

Changing into a long white dress, Yun Gai knelt down in the main hall of his family ancestral hall, respectfully kowtowed and offered incense, paying homage to his ancestors.

As a descendant of the Yun clan, it was the first time in 16 years that he paid homage to the ancestors of the Zongzong, and he was full of guilt.

At the end of the worship, Yun Ghou still knelt down in front of the hall.

"master……"

"Uncle De, you all go down."

Yunde worried, "Master, it's freezing cold, the night is cold, you've been on the road all day, rest."

"It's okay, Uncle De, you should rest early."

Yun De has followed Yun Wei for many years, knowing that his temperament is one-sided, and that he will not change his decision easily, and he understands the feeling of stepping into the house for the first time in 16 years.

Asking people to place multiple braziers and charcoal stoves in the hall, and leaving the waiters to wait outside the door, Yunde was still worried, so he took a rest in the gatehouse guarding the ancestral hall outside the ancestral hall.

He followed his master all the way on the road, because the road was slippery in the snow, the progress was quite slow, and he didn't take a good rest along the way. He was thinking about his little master in his heart, and he wanted to take a nap, but when he fell down, he opened his eyes in a daze, It was already bright outside, Yun De suddenly jumped up from the couch, and walked out while arranging his clothes.

As soon as he went out, he bumped into Yun Jiu who had just stepped into the corridor door.

"Woke up?"

"What time is it?! Where's the master?!" Yunde asked anxiously while looking at the sky.

"At the first moment of the hour, the master is still in the ancestral hall."

"What?!" Yunde was surprised, "Master knelt in the ancestral hall all night?!"

Yun Jiu was a little helpless, "At the fourth watch, I went to persuade him, and the prince sent me out directly. At the fifth watch, I sent someone to send hot soup in, but the prince didn't move a sip."

"Why didn't you wake me up!" Yunde yelled anxiously.

"I……"

"Master came out from the northwest and rushed all the way. Before entering Beijing, he hadn't slept for two nights. How can he stand up after kneeling like this?!" Yunde said as he hurriedly walked to the main hall of the ancestral hall. De Zhiyan was also surprised, and hurriedly called the servant beside him, "Quick! Hurry up and order the dining room to prepare ginseng soup!"

After finishing the order, Yun Jiu hurried to the main hall.

Yunde pushed open the door, and sure enough, he saw the little master still kneeling in front of the hall, with a straight figure.

"master!"

Yun De rushed forward and knelt down beside Yun Yao, "Master, you have been kneeling all night, take a rest."

Yun You kowtowed slowly, "What time is it, Uncle De?"

"It's the hour of the hour, take a short break." Seeing that he finished kowtowing, Yunde immediately stretched out his hand and forcefully helped him up.

As soon as the thin boy Pu stood up, his body staggered slightly, Yunde quickly stabilized himself, seeing the boy's face, Yunde couldn't help but mutter, "Your body is not made of iron, why don't you know how you are? Pamper and cherish? After traveling for so long, and staying up all night like this, even a body of iron can't help it."

"It's nothing." Yun Yao waved his hand, not caring.

"It's all right?" Yun De stared slightly, "Today is the death day of the old prince, you knelt in the family hall all night, you are not allowed to kneel in front of the spirit today."

Yun Wai just smiled and didn't say anything.

Yunde asked someone to take a thick cloak and put it on the young master, and helped him out of the main hall of the ancestral hall, "It's still early, the old slave will send you back to the yard to rest first, the old slave is to supervise and prepare for the worship." .”

"Uncle De..."

"Even if you don't think about your own body, think about it for the Yun family. Master, if there is anything wrong with you, what face does this old slave have to meet the old prince and princess?"

If there is anything wrong with the little master, then the Yun family...

Yunde didn't dare to think deeply. Back then, the old prince personally entrusted him with the responsibility of protecting the Yun family. He didn't protect the princess. Now if he can't even protect the little master, what face does he have to survive in the world?

Yun Wei patted the back of Yun De's hand, "Uncle De, I know it well, you don't have to worry."

The courtyard was completely white and boundless, and after walking a few steps, the blood flowed loosely in the legs and feet, Yun Wai declined Yun De's support, he took a deep breath, and the coldness of the ice and snow rushed straight into his lungs, which was incomparably clear.

Kneeling all night, my muscles and bones were stiff, I wanted to loosen my muscles and bones, thinking that this is the ancestral hall in Fuzhong, so I gave up.

When Yun Jiu came in, he happened to see Yun Ghou stepping out of the main hall door.

"My son..." Looking at the master who had been kneeling all night, his face turned pale, Yun Jiu was filled with guilt.

Yun Wei smiled softly, "Uncle Jiu, I'll go back to the yard to wash up first, please prepare with Uncle De for paying homage to Father and Queen Mother." All right..." Yun Jiu nodded hastily.

Three days after Yun Gai was born, he was taken into the palace to be raised. He lived in this mansion for only three days, and this palace was completely unfamiliar to him.

Zhuyang Pavilion is the largest courtyard in the palace, and it is also the place where the owners of the past dynasties lived. There is no splendor and splendor in the courtyard, but it is quiet and elegant. , a small stream led by a mountain spring in the forest passes through the hall, with small round pebbles laid on the bottom of the stream, and a few clusters of green bamboos from the south of the Yangtze River beside the house, which is extremely quiet.

There is a slight accumulation of snow in the courtyard, and the scenery in the courtyard is clear at a glance. The stream is frozen into ice, and a few wisps of snow are lightly covered on the branches and leaves of the emerald bamboos.

This is the living room of the previous kings of Yun, inheriting the temperament of the ancestors, the kings of several generations of Yun have a soft spot for this small courtyard, and they all live here.

It was late yesterday, and he was busy worshiping his ancestors again, Yun Wei didn't take a good look at the whole courtyard in his haste, but now the sky was just right, he opened the door and looked, he was suddenly taken aback.

"This old slave in the Zhuyang Pavilion ordered the servants in the mansion to clean up every day, and he looked forward to the son's return soon." Yun Jiuxing was behind Yun Yao, and did not notice his expression.

Yun Gie fell in love with this small courtyard with just one glance. It has to be said that in the inheritance of the Yun family's bloodline, the preference for mountains and rivers and the simplicity of nature have never been lost.

"My lord, this old slave doesn't know what you like. If you need to buy more items in the courtyard, you can just tell this old slave." Yun Jiu wandered around the room muttering, not knowing if the master was satisfied.

"That's great." Yun Wai was very satisfied, and his smile eased twice.

"Hey, sir, you rest first, and the old slave will disturb you. There are servants in the yard, you can call for anything." Yun Jiu is in charge of the mansion, and he does not follow the master like Yun De. A few years ago, I specially went to the Northwest to meet my master once. It was hard to hope that my master would return to the palace, and I felt that I had not done a good job in everything.

"it is good."

Yun Jiu wanted to say something more, but was pulled out by Yun De directly by his arm. He thought that he was enough to babble, but he didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for a few years, and this old boy was worse than him.

It was only after the two of them left that Yun Ghou took a closer look at the room.

The outside of the house is quiet and elegant, and the inside of the house is also simple and simple, with a bed, a long couch, a table, tables and chairs, nothing else.

After simply looking around, Yun Wei took off his cloak, and after a brief wash, he walked a set of punches in the courtyard to loosen his muscles and bones, and used some rice porridge. He closed his eyes and took a short rest on the long couch.

Before Yunde came back half an hour to wake him up, he got up by himself.

Having been in the army for many years, Yun Wai's self-discipline is comparable to dogma.

After everything was ready, Yun Gie took Yun De and Yun Jiu out of the city to worship at Jiumang Mountain.