Chapter 307

"The emperor." Ji Mingxiu looked at the emperor's expression, it seems that there are some strange, but in the specific strange what, it is impossible to talk about.

"Oh." The emperor answered, as if he suddenly remembered something and said to Ji Mingxiu, "Tomb Sweeping Day is coming. Are you going to sweep your mother's tomb?"

Ji Mingxiu nodded: "I'm going. My mother hasn't seen Xiao Wei and them. I'm going to take Xiao Wei and Ming ye with the two children."

The emperor touched the token in his hand and murmured: "it's time for your mother to see. She didn't expect it when she was alive. Now if you know that the family is well, you can rest in peace under the nine springs."

"Are you still going this year?" Ji Mingxiu asked.

The emperor dropped his eyes and said with a smile, "I won't go. I haven't done much work recently. I've accumulated a lot of official business. I can't help you. Please help me Give your mother a stick of incense. "

"Good."

The emperor dusted his sleeve and said, "Oh, I'm tired of playing this chess. I'll play it with you another day. I'll go back to my palace and have a rest."

Then he gave the token back to Ji Mingxiu.

Father Fu came over cleverly and held the emperor's arm: "emperor, be careful."

Ji Mingxiu stood up, arched his hand and gave a little gift: "to the emperor."

The emperor raised his hand: "you Go back, too. "

Then he went down the steps with father Fu's arm. He didn't know how to go. When he stepped on the last two steps, the palace people around him were scared to death. He just stepped on the ground and didn't fall.

Ji Mingxiu looked at the back of the emperor, and showed a thoughtful look.

It was already sunset when he came out of the imperial garden. Ji Mingxiu went to the prime minister's Hall of the political palace to deal with the official business for half an hour, and then got on the carriage and went back to the house.

In the twinkling of an eye, on Tomb Sweeping Day, Nanshan academy is on holiday for three days. Ji Mingxiu decides to take his wife, son and brother to the princess mausoleum to sweep his mother's tomb. Ji's mausoleum is far away in Qiuzhou, and he has three rooms to clean, so he doesn't send anyone here. Qiao Zheng sends a letter to Qiao Wei, asking them to go to Qiao's tomb to sweep Qiao Wei's grandfather and grandmother's tomb. Qiao's tomb and Princess mausoleum are in the same direction It's outside the east gate. It can run in a day.

Qiao Wei had no relatives or dead friends in her previous life. The few objects of grave sweeping were those martyrs who died for her country. Those martyrs didn't know her, and she didn't know them either. The dean's mother took them to grave sweeping, and they went. She swept very clean every time, because the cleanest could be rewarded with a piece of chocolate.

It's the first time I've visited my family's grave. It feels like Some are different.

The first day of Qingming Festival is cold food festival. The whole country forbids fire and can only eat cold food. Everyone eats light food. A few overnight steamed buns and plates of overnight snacks are all meals.

The archdeacon and the two little guys are suffering. They have nothing to do with eating cold food. Brother Liu's stomach is delicate and half a cold steamed bun goes down. But half an hour later, she begins to vomit and diarrhea. Mrs. Ji loves her little grandson and quietly asks the kitchen to stew some hot porridge.

On Tomb Sweeping Day, Qiao Wei is awakened by the biological clock in her body. Ji Mingxiu is already up. She is busy in her study. Qiao Wei stretches, pushes open the porch window, and looks at the increasingly beautiful sky. The golden sun falls into the yard, shining on the green branches and the budding buds. She just looks at it, as if she can smell it A burst of fragrance.

On the treetops a little farther away, there are chirping birds. Because they are too far away, you can't hear them without opening the window. In fact, many big trees have been planted in qinglianju and nearby. There are also flying birds on the trees, but they are all caught by two white birds.

Qiao Wei washed and dressed up and went to Jingyun and Wangshu's house.

Jing Yun has already got up. He is sitting in front of the window sill practicing calligraphy. He is upright, cold, and picturesque. He is very serious with a brush in his hand.

Qiaowei went over and bent down to look at her son.

Jing Yun's little face turned red at a visible speed. In fact, he found it when his mother came in, but he didn't move. Because his father said that women like men to be serious, so he must be fascinated by his mother when he practices calligraphy so seriously.

"Jingyun."

Look, my mother is going to praise him!

"You have eyes."

Jing Yun

Jing Yun left his brush and ran away!

Good shame, good shame, good shame

……

Qiao Wei takes Wangshu out of the quilt. Wangshu sleeps so soundly that she doesn't realize that she has been stripped. She turns over, pouts her butt like a piglet, kneels on the bed and snores.

Qiaowei angry smile, patted her meat toot toot small ass, will her into the arms put on clothes.

All dressed, she is still not awake, this sleep Qiaowei is also convinced.

Qiaowei wants to wake up. At this time, Ji Mingxiu finishes his work and comes over from the study. Seeing that Qiaowei is pinching her daughter's face, she feels very sad: "what's the matter?""I can't wake this guy up." Qiaowei poked her head, her head swayed left and right, still sleeping soundly, Qiaowei lost her temper, put her in her Laozi's arms, "you come, wake her up, let her brush her teeth and wash her face, and then come to eat."

Ji Mingxiu hugged his daughter.

When Qiao Wei came out of the house, the prime minister went to the door with great care to have a look. He made sure that his wife was far away. He quickly took her to her ear room, picked up Qiao Wei's small toothbrush and brushed her teeth.

After brushing and washing her face, Qiao Wei enters the room.

The prime minister inserted the toothbrush into his daughter's hand.

Qiao Wei looks at the little fat man who is sleeping salivating in Ji Mingxiu's arms, and her face sinks.

Ji Ming shaved her face and said, "she did it herself." After a pause, looking at the little guy in his arms, he looked surprised. "How did you finish painting and go to sleep again?"

Qiao Wei's eyes are chilly!

……

At dinner time, Wangshu steamed stuffed bun finally woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a big table full of steaming food. He was so excited that he jumped down from his father's arms and climbed onto the small chair. He looked at the table and began to drool.

Although very greedy, but Wang Shu also understand the reason to have a family dinner together, waiting for a while, the Archbishop adults also wait, finally picked up the chopsticks.

The family is full of food. They take three little ones out of qinglianju. Wangshu holds Xiaobai and Jingyun holds Dabai.

Xiaobai is still small, but Dabai is already a big circle. Jingyun won't admit that he has some difficulty in holding.

"Sister, let's change it?" Jing Yun said.

"Why?" Wang Shu blinked and asked.

"Because good things have to be shared." Jing Yun said without blushing or beating.

This reason is not too much to pull, but anyway, Wang Shu can not turn around, very straightforward to exchange Xiaobai and Dabai.

Holding Xiaobai in his arms, Jing Yun feels that he is full of strength.

All of a sudden, Wang Shu grabbed pearl and put it into his brother's arms. He said generously, "Pearl, too."

Jing Yun wants to cry.

……

When he got to the door, Ji Shangqing also arrived. He sat on the carriage and looked at the vast family. He was relieved and lonely. The relief was that the eldest son got married and the younger son went home. The lonely thing was that they were not as close as they were when they were young.

"Grandfather!"

Two steamed buns said hello sweetly.

Ji Shangqing doted on a smile and rubbed the heads of the two little guys: "do you want to take my grandfather's carriage?"

"Good!" Wang Shu is incomparably flat ground should descend, embrace big white, Da Da Da Da Da ran Ji Shangqing's carriage.

Jing Yun also sat on it.

Ji Shangqing looks at the master, who hums and gets into Ji Mingxiu's carriage.

Ji Shangqing told the driver, "let's go."

The coachman raised his whip: "drive!"

I can't drive.

"Drive!"

Still can't drive.

The strength of the Two Steeds to eat grass has come out, but they can't move.

Finally, it was Qiao Wei who took Wangshu, and Ji Shangqing's carriage moved.

Every year on Tomb Sweeping Day, Ji Mingxiu and his son will come to the princess mausoleum to sweep the tomb of Princess Zhaoming. The emperor will also come. This year, Ji Shangqing is said to be in business, but it's a bit unexpected. In those years, the marriage between the two families was not happy, and they finally got together. Princess Zhaoming died young again. In fact, the relationship between the emperor and Ji Shangqing is not as harmonious as the rumor suggests, so the emperor is not happy Come on, Ji Shangqing feels more relaxed.

The party went through the east gate and went southeast for 20 Li to reach Princess mausoleum.

The princess mausoleum covers a vast area, about the size of two Ji's family. The carriage stops at the gate of the mausoleum. People abandon the car and walk for about two quarters of an hour. After walking through several green willow gardens, they arrive at the place where the princess is buried.

The servants in charge of the mausoleum knew that the emperor and Ji Mingxiu liked to be quiet, and they would not disturb each other on the Tomb Sweeping Day.

The cemetery is very clean. There is nothing to clean. There are some fresh willows at the head of the tomb and some fresh sacrifices under the tombstone.

My servants will not place sacrifices to the princess on Tomb Sweeping Day. Who put these sacrifices?

Ji Shangqing's eyes fell on the sacrifice and frowned: "has the emperor been here?"

Ji Mingxiu put down the candle he was carrying: "no, he said he would not come here, and asked me to give her a stick of incense."

"Whose are these things?" Ji Shangqing asked suspiciously.

Ji Mingxiu said thoughtfully, "maybe someone else has come to see my mother."

The princess mausoleum is not only open to the Ji family. Every year, in addition to the Ji family, many imperial relatives and relatives come to worship the princess. It's just the first time that they have met before.

Xiaobaozi is also the first time to visit a tomb. She doesn't quite understand what it means. Qiao Wei tells them that this is her grandmother's tomb, and her grandmother sleeps under it. The two little guys don't understand. With the help of their parents, they kowtow to the cold tombstone and call her grandmother.They don't understand why grandma sleeps here alone and why she doesn't move back to live with them?

The LORD looked at the crowd lightly.

Ji Shangqing said: "call Niang."

"No!"

Ji Shangqing sank his face: "nonsense, this is your mother."

"Just don't cry!"

The archdeacon left!

Ji Shangqing had no choice but to offer a sacrifice to his wife and wipe the tombstone. Neither father nor son liked to talk about the tombstone like others. When he swept the grave, he said that this was my wife, this was my child, what they did and what you want to do with the spirit in heaven. They just finished their worship in silence and left with their family It's too late.

Outside the princess mausoleum, in another carriage, the maid lifted the curtain on one side, looked at the people coming out of the mausoleum and said, "look, miss, it's Ji's family!"

The maid inquired about the news of Ji's family and learned that they would come to worship the princess at this time, so it's not difficult to guess that these people are them.

The woman looked out from the gap of the curtain. She just wanted to see what the Ji family looked like. Unexpectedly, she saw two familiar faces: "are they?"

On hearing this, the maid asked strangely, "do you know them, miss?"

The woman's eyes fell on the archdeacon's body. After watching him, she looked at Qiao Wei, and the plain hand under the wide sleeve became a fist.

The maid followed the young lady's eyes and found that the young lady was looking at a young woman and a man in a black robe and a jade mask. She knew who the woman was and who the young lady of Ji's family was. As for the man behind her --

"young lady, the one in white in front of her is the young master of Ji's family."

The eyes of the female Lord are about to shoot a few holes in the head of the Lord. She gritted her teeth and muttered, "how can he be Ji's family?"

"Miss, miss, miss!" The fingertips of the maid shook in front of her eyes.

The woman looked back and said quietly, "I know which one is the young master of Ji's family."

The maid said, "then you always stare at the one behind?"

The woman looked coldly at the maid: "who am I staring at? What's the matter with you?"

The maid lowered her head and said, "I've overstepped. Please forgive me."

The woman finally looked at the Lord and coldly put down the curtain.

The maid said carefully: "Miss, it seems that something has happened to Changfeng envoy. A few days ago, he contacted four bronze sword guards and planned to escape from Daliang. But in the twinkling of an eye, it came out that he was recovering from illness in Ji's family."

"Where is the bronze sword guard?" Asked the woman.

"All dead," said the maid

The woman's eyes moved: "if you can kill four bronze sword guards, you are worthy of being a priest."

The maid asked, "shall we go to Ji's house to save Changfeng envoy?"

Woman light way: "don't worry, I first go to explore the wind."

The maid thought, "I'll go, miss."

The woman said, "no, you stay in the Inn and wait for me."