The main hall is located in the highest and most central area of the whole mausoleum, and the control center of the whole mausoleum is also in the main hall.
In the main bedroom hall, the beams are made of sandalwood on the cloud top, the lamps are made of crystal jade, the curtains are made of pearls, and the pillars are made of Fan Jin.
Six feet wide of agarwood, hanging by the bed is a treasure tent of mackerel gauze, which is embroidered with silver thread and Begonia flowers. The wind makes the gauze move, like falling cloud mountain and magic sea.
On the couch, there is a jade pillow with fragrance, a soft silk ice mat, a jade belt and a silk quilt. On the top of the palace, there is a huge bright pearl, shining like a bright moon.
The ground is paved with white jade and inlaid with golden beads. The ground is chiseled into lotus, which looks like a five stem lotus. The petals are fresh and exquisite, and even the stamens are delicate.
Liu Qingqing fell in love with this bedroom at a glance.
"Do you like this one?"
Ye Guangrong looks at Liu Qingqing with a smile and asks.
"Well!"
Liu Qingqing nodded, looked at Ye Guangrong with some doubts and asked, "I like it very much. Is it really a mausoleum here, my husband?"
"It can also be said that this is our resting place after death, our permanent home!"
Ye Guangrong nodded and said.
"It's nice to live in such a good place if you die."
Liu Qingqing nodded and said.
Ye Shuting's death not only makes Ye Rongrong understand that this person will die sooner or later, but also makes Liu Qingqing understand that life will come to an end.
"We can all live a long life!"
Ye Guangrong said quickly.
If you can live longer, ye Rongrong naturally hopes to live longer.
Live to have everything, dead, is really a hundred.
"Well, we can all live a long life."
Liu Qingqing recovered from the sadness and looked at Ye Guangrong and said with certainty.
Although people's life expectancy is generally longer than before, there are few people who live beyond 100 years old. Liu Qingqing doesn't know whether she can live to 100 years old. However, Liu Qingqing will try her best to live longer and accompany her men more.
Because Liu Qingqing believes that ye Guangrong will live longer than everyone else. If he is alive, he can still accompany him and take care of him. But if he leaves, and Yifei and her sisters also leave, ye Guangrong will be very lonely.
Ye Rongrong walks into a small room in the main hall, which is the center of the whole mausoleum. There are dozens of LCD screens in this room, through which you can see the situation inside and outside the mausoleum.
Ye Rongrong's fingers click on the LCD screen quickly, and soon the LCD screen shines a light on Ye Rongrong.
"Qingqing, don't move
Ye Guangrong points to his side and says to Liu Qingqing.
Soon, the light shines on Liu Qingqing.
"Information binding..."
The mechanical sound rang out in the room.
"Information binding is successful, system setting is successful, level one permission is granted!"
A minute later, with the mechanical sound, the light on Liu Qingqing disappeared.
"This..."
Liu Qingqing was stunned, and the whole scene of the mausoleum came to her mind, as if she had countless pairs of eyes watching every position of the mausoleum.
This feeling is very, very strange.
"How do you feel?"
When Liu Qingqing recovers from her surprise, ye Guangrong looks at her with a smile and says.
"It's amazing. It's like there are countless monitors in my mind."
Liu Qingqing looks at Ye Rongrong and says.
The reason why such a strange thing happened is related to the "first level authority". From the information in his mind, Liu Qingqing understands that the so-called "first level authority" is the second level authority next to the "ultimate authority" in the mausoleum.
With this "first level authority", Liu Qingqing can mobilize all the functions of the mausoleum, and even issue self destruction instructions. Moreover, the "first level authority" also has the authority to be divided into "second level authority", "third level authority" and "fourth level authority".
"Except me, you have the highest authority over the mausoleum. Even if you are thousands of miles away, you can check the situation of the mausoleum and control the mausoleum. In the future, the mausoleum will be handed over to you."
Ye Rongrong said seriously.
This kind of remote control only has "ultimate authority" and "first level authority". For example, "second level authority" can only work in a short distance.
"Well!"
Liu Qingqing nodded.
After walking all over the tomb with Liu Qingqing, ye Guangrong put Ye Shuting's ashes box in a side hall of the tomb, and set up a memorial tablet of "the soul of his beloved wife Ye Shuting".
When ye Guangrong was alive, he didn't give ye Shuting a name. After her death, ye Guangrong gave her a formal wife's name. Unfortunately, it's a little late.
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The days have passed year after year, the cold and the summer are coming and going, and in the twinkling of an eye, another decade has passed.Some of the leaves on the trees turned yellow and floated down one after another. Some of them turned red. The glass windows were covered with thick ice flowers. The washing water just poured out was as hard as a stone in the blink of an eye.
Outside, the house, the trees and the ground are all covered with snow, and the piercing north wind is blowing ceaselessly, making a sharp cry
"another winter!"
Standing in the yard, ye Rongrong sighed.
Last month, ye Rongrong just celebrated his 70th birthday. He didn't have a big banquet or invite outsiders. The whole family had a reunion dinner together.
Years are like a knife to kill pigs. Even if everyone takes the "Zhuyan pill", his appearance and skin are like those of a young man in his twenties, but his physical function has declined.
Yesterday, Liu Yifei also had a serious illness. Although Ye Guangrong was cured by acupuncture, his physical condition has obviously declined.
Although Ye Rongrong had been prepared ten years ago, he really felt that Liu Yifei's physical fitness was declining, and ye Rongrong was also very uncomfortable.
"Yes, it's winter of another year. After more than a month, it's going to be new year's day again. When I was a child, I always looked forward to it. Now I'm old, but I'm afraid of it."
Wang Meng leaned her head on Ye Rongrong's shoulder and said with emotion.
Even the youngest, Wang Meng, is now in her fifties, and she is in her old age.
"Yes, it's going to be new year's day in more than a month. We're going to be one year older."
Ye Rongrong sighed and continued: "Yifei, how is she now?"
"Now I have no fever, but I still have a bad appetite. I can't eat much."
Among the sisters, Yifei is the oldest. She is 71 years old. She is getting worse and worse, and her resistance is getting worse and worse. She often gets sick.
If there was not a miracle doctor at home, Wang Meng was worried that Yifei would not have been able to survive this year.
We have lived together for more than 30 years, and the relationship between us is very good. Looking at Yi Fei's sister like this, Wang Meng feels very sad.
"Let's go and see her!"
Ye Rongrong said, and he took Wang Meng's hand and went to Liu Yifei's room.
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