The Xuanwu Gate was divided into two sides, the middle part was separated by plain cloth, the east was occupied by the emperor, the imperial court ordered the officials to cry for the spirit, and the west was the imperial court ordered the wives to cry for the spirit.
The The House of the Marquis of Loyalty was led by the Matriarch Yang, thus the female disciples followed her to the residence of the Duke's wife and went behind the awning. Relatively speaking, they were in the front, right next to the awning of the third rank Madam, just right next to the women's quarters in the Zuo Mansion.
When the Old Madam Zuo and the Left Lady saw her coming over, they immediately waved to her.
Mu Rousang turned around and looked at the Matriarch Yang she was holding.
"Go on, it's not our turn yet." Matriarch Yang gestured for her to go over.
However, Mu Rousang was very rude, and with the Matriarch Yang's permission, he quickly went to Old Madam Zuo's place.
"Grandmother, aunt!"
"Come in and have some hot soup. Your grandmother was still worried that you wouldn't be able to bear it. She just had someone stew some soup to help you prepare it."
When the Left Lady saw her coming over, he hurriedly grabbed her and pulled her into the hut.
Mu Rousang felt a wave of doubt in her heart. Could it be that it was as Yang Zixuan had said, and that things were not so peaceful today?
"Hu!" The Left Lady heaved a sigh of relief and pulled her to the seat of Old Madam Zuo. He then said: "Quickly bring the clear soup over for Aunt. Since Mother didn't drink it either, why don't you ask this little girl to accompany you to drink it?"
The Old Madam Zuo stayed up for a few nights, looking tired like the rest of the Matriarch Yang. Mu Rousang called Xia Yu to prepare the snacks and served it to them.
Old Madam Zuo was a little more spirited after eating the vegetarian food, and she drank a bowl of Clear Broth Wine while Mu Rousang was half acting coquettishly.
Only then did he wipe the corner of his mouth and said: "I already said that my Little monkey is considerate. You all also ate this dessert, but it was extremely smooth and tender. It's been a long time since you've eaten a snack that suits your appetite."
Mu Rousang's heart ached. Old Madam Zuo was too old, even his teeth had fallen off. He wanted to eat some crispy snacks, but he couldn't.
"Grandmother, it's all my granddaughter's fault. I've been so busy recently that I forgot to do something about it."
The old emperor had already left for the new emperor, so the country was not good, and home was not good. He sighed and said, "It's fine, sigh, I'm just afraid that one day, when things change for the better, I will call your aunt to bring you over to my house."
Mu Rousang's heart was also in a state of turmoil, the people in power were all concerned about themselves, they did not care about the lives of the commoners, regardless of which prince they came from, they would still die and their blood would flow like a river.
The one who had ascended to the throne would probably have to go through a huge purge to purge the so-called remnants.
"Grandmother, don't worry. It will be over soon. No matter what, our family will be safe and sound."
Left Lady sighed from the side: "What you said is reasonable. To be able to be safe and sound in front of Buddha, you must have burnt enough incense."
"Third Young Madam, Eldest Young Lady has sent us a servant to invite you in. He said that it's almost time for us to cry!" Zhui Er came in from outside.
"Got it, I'll go right away." Mu Rousang stood up and straightened his clothes. Then, he turned to Old Madam Zuo and Left Lady and said, "Grandmother, aunt, and my two cousins, I'll go cry for the spirit first. After this period of time, I've invited everyone to come to my residence to play."
Old Madam Zuo was afraid that she would be delayed, so he urged her to hurry over.
Only then did Mu Rousang leave the Zuo Mansion for the spirit shed of the Marquis Mansion. Right after she arrived at the pavilion and accompanied the Matriarch Yang in speaking a few words, she heard a eunuch shouting, saying that it was the loyal Hou Mansion's turn to cry.
In fact, it was her family's turn, but her family had to line up inside, instead of directly going to Wailing Soul.
Before exiting the shed, Matriarch Yang once again reminded Yun Che: "Wait until I have more people, if I see anything that I shouldn't have seen, or if I hear anything that I shouldn't have heard, you all go to hell. It's fine if you want to court death, but you can't implicate the other people in our residence."
Everyone's face turned gloomy, they did not dare to continue discussing, and only quietly followed behind Matriarch Yang. All of them had their heads lowered and eyes focused, they only pricked up their ears, using the corner of their eyes to survey their surroundings.
Mu Rousang supported Matriarch Yang to walk at the front, and Su Waner supported Madame Loyal Marquis to walk in the second place, followed by Yang Junyi, Yang Junhui and his family members, as well as the women from the Yang family.
The group of eunuchs followed the eunuch through the rows of flowers and horses tied together with plain paper, and only then did they arrive at a certain area. There were already a few female members of the house of the Marquis, and the eunuchs and Matriarch Yang who were guiding the way exchanged a few polite words, nothing more than not bumping into a noble person or the like.
Mu Rousang took out a silver note from her chest pocket and handed it over to him, then said: "Thank you for your hard work, these past few days have been hard on me."
The eunuch pinched the thickness of the banknotes and secretly measured them in his hand. He estimated that it was about ten taels, and only then did his attitude improve a lot, and he said: "Ang, I can see that the old matriarch isn't tired anymore, so I called the young eunuch to bring a chair for the old matriarch to rest. It's time for the imperial clan members to cry, and I'm afraid it will take another two hours for your clan to arrive."
"Thank you so much for your trouble, Eunuch!"
Mu Rousang heaved a sigh of relief. One day, they did not know anything about it, causing Matriarch Yang to freeze in the snow for more than an hour. When he returned home at night, his waist and legs were aching so badly that he did not sleep for the whole night.
After the eunuch received the banknotes, he was actually in charge of the business. Very quickly, he brought over a chair and a pyrethrum and invited Matriarch Yang to sit and heat the fire.
Because they were in the palace, everyone stood there, waiting, yet not daring to make a sound. The only thing they could hear was the constant moaning and the sounds.
"Oh no, oh no!"
"AHH!"
"Help!"
"Puchi!"
A stream of fresh blood stained the white wreath, flowing down along the plain white paper. Droplets after droplets of it fell onto the ground, and soon seeped into the snow. No, the snow-white snow was like a red plum in full bloom.
Mu Rousang stared at the flower circle that was continuously drenched in blood with the sounds of harvesting coming from it and all sorts of screams before death …
As the cold wind continued to blow into her ears, a girl who grew up under the red flag, a transcender who had always felt that everyone was equal and protected by the law, she suddenly realized how small she was under the Great Zhou Dynasty and the imperial power …
"Child!" An old, trembling hand gripped her arm.
This was the first time Mu Rousang felt that her life was so worthless and weak. Her small mouth trembled as if she wanted to say something, but for some reason, she couldn't make a sound.
"Don't be afraid!" Unknowingly, Matriarch Yang had already stood up! Gently he took her in his arms.
"No one move, no one make a sound!" The Matriarch Yang glared fiercely at the Madam Hou whose body was like a sieve.
The female staff members were all frightened. At this moment, not only were there flowers and flowers, there was also cloth that was used for separation. It was like a waterfall suddenly rushing down to the surface, leaving behind bloodstains one after another.
Mu Rousang stood there blankly in the snow. She only felt that it was cold from her feet all the way to the top of her head.
Yes, the palace had changed.
A clanging sound of armor woke her up. As everyone looked back, they saw a group of imperial guards holding long swords in their hands.
Mu Rousang did not know whose army it was, but she took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
She had to thank Yang Juan Er for reminding her about the matter of entering the palace last time. Hence, she asked Xia Yu to prepare many more embroidery needles for her when she returned.
Mu Rousang had only fought with people before, but had never killed anyone. Thinking that she was going to kill someone, she panicked, and really wanted Yang Zixuan to stay by her side, even if it would only help her strengthen her courage.
"My wife!" Yang Zixuan appeared out of nowhere and walked towards her.
"Husband!"
Mu Rousang was extremely excited, she had never wanted to see Yang Zixuan before.
"Quick, run!"
She saw that the group of guards was getting closer and closer. It was obvious that they were here for them.
"Silly woman!"
Yang Zixuan walked over and tried to pull her hands away, but he found that he was holding an embroidered needle in both of his hands.
"Don't be afraid, your husband is here."
The fear in Mu Rousang's heart was lightly flicked away by him, and after that, she calmed down. Before Matriarch Yang and the rest could ask about the situation, they saw that the group of guards had already arrived.
"Greetings Matriarch Yang, Madam Hou, Cheng De Lang, Yangan, Yang Xiang."
The leader of the guards walked out and bowed towards Matriarch Yang.
"Who are you?" This old one admits that I have not done anything wicked, that I have sincerely come today to mourn for the late Emperor. What is the reason for this? "
In the end, Matriarch Yang was experienced and knowledgeable, he was not scared by the continuous shouts and shouts.
The leader of the guards laughed, "Don't worry, Matriarch. This subordinate was sent by the Marquis of Loyalty. Please be at ease, Matriarch. You can call me Commander Liu!"
"Commander Liu, what happened?" Why are you acting this way before the Xuanwu Sect? " Matriarch Yang was old and mature.
Commander Liu grinned and said, "It was our marquis who led his men to besiege the palace. He must tell the other three vassal lords that they will never return, that the country must not be left without a ruler for a day, and that the Crown Prince's ascension is just around the corner."
Mu Rousang's heart skipped a beat, she quietly looked towards Yang Zixuan, but he was only gently pinching her small hands, signalling her not to ask about it for the time being.
Commander Liu continued, "It's a mess outside right now, so I'll have to ask the matriarch to stay here for the time being and wait for Master Hou to rebel against Xiao Qing and pacify the palace. Then, I'll escort the matriarch and the others out of the palace."
Mu Rousang turned her head and quietly asked, "Where's my brother?"