C38

38. Wei Family

"Right."

Jiang Wan Yan answered as she stood up. Yu Yan followed behind her, but was stopped by Su Mu Qing: "No need to follow me."

As she finished speaking, she pulled her hand and walked out. Jiang Wanyan had thought that he was going to the ancestral hall where the memorial tablets of the Royal Mansion would be held. She didn't expect him to pull her out of the mansion and into the carriage.

"Where are we going?" She was a little confused. Su Mu Qing's hands were a little cold. It was probably because the weather was very cool today.

She had almost never traveled the roads of the capital, but she knew how bustling it must be as a capital. The carriage took a long time, turning many corners before finally coming to a stop in front of a grand and majestic house.

After Jiang Wanyan got off the carriage, she scrutinized the mansion. Judging from its style, it should have been an official's residence, and its specifications weren't inferior to that of the Residence of Prince. From this, it could be seen that it was quite an influential official.

However, the mansion in front of him had been in disrepair for a long time. Weeds were strewn all over the walls, as if no one had lived here for a long time.

After the horse carriage left, Su Mu Qing pulled her back inside.

Jiang Wanyan quickly pulled him back, "Where are we? Can we go in? Isn't today the day of your mother's death? Why are they still running outside? "

Su Mu Qing's eyes flashed. He raised his head and looked at the board that was no longer there and said softly, "This is the Wei Residence. It is the home of our mother."

Imperial Consort Shu's mother's house?

No wonder the Prince's Residence was in such a predicament. It turned out that the mother was also in a dire situation.

It was unlucky that the Emperor was fond of him, and didn't have the help of the mother's mother's family.

At this point, Jiang Wanyan didn't struggle anymore. She obediently followed Su Muqing inside. When he snapped the knocker, Jiang Wanyan felt that it was strange. Was there someone inside?

Su Mu Qing seemed to be aware of Jiang Wan Yan's doubts as he said softly, "Uncle Zhang would come to the mansion to clean every year at this time, staying for three days. He was originally the mansion's butler, so I didn't bring the key back. Other than memories, there's nothing else in this house. "

Sure enough, just as he finished speaking, a dull sound of a door opening could be heard. In the small crack, Jiang Wanyan saw a face that had undergone many vicissitudes of life.

His eyes were cloudy, and his hands and feet were not nimble. He looked at Su Mu Qing and did not respond until Su Mu Qing called out, "Uncle Zhang."

Uncle Zhang was startled, then asked with a hoarse voice: "Is it the Duke Qing?"

Seeing that he had recognized her, Su Mu Qing smiled. "It's me, Uncle Zhang."

Only then did the blank look on Uncle Zhang's face turn into a hint of a smile. He opened the door and suddenly saw Jiang Wan Yan, who was standing next to Su Mu Qing, not reacting at all.

"Uncle Zhang." Jiang Wanyan imitated Su Muqing's actions and called out to him. However, the smile on his face froze for a moment: "This is?"

"Let's talk inside." Seeing the Uncle Zhang open the door, Su Mu Qing pulled Jiang Wan Yan inside. Indeed, they were standing at the door and did not look like they were talking at all.

The furnishings inside were still the same, Uncle Zhang should have already cleaned them up, although the things were old, there were no dust on them.

Su Mu Qing brought Jiang Wan Yan to the main hall and sat down. Although there were no other decorations, the main hall was still as empty as it was before. The grand occasion could be seen from this.

Uncle Zhang was old and walked very slowly with his back bent. However, he still insisted on bowing respectfully to Su Mu Qing, who could be his grandson.

"Uncle Zhang, this is my wangfei." Su Mu Qing went up to help the Uncle Zhang up. When he heard that Jiang Wan Yan was the princess, he wanted to kneel down, but he was hugged by Su Mu Qing.

After he finished wiping, he pulled on Su Mu Qing's sleeves and asked, "Prince Chang, you didn't come? The Empress misses him. "

Su Mu Qing sighed, "Uncle Zhang, you take a seat first. Grandfather and mother will definitely not blame you. You have already done very well."

"This old servant still remembers, back then when the Empress brought you back to the manor, you were still such a big child, and this old servant even carried you before. At that time, the Wei Mansion was so glorious that even the eunuch who came to deliver a decree at the palace treated me with respect. Why did it suddenly happen? then everything has changed. "

It seemed like the downfall of the Wei family had come too suddenly. Even now, this old servant still could not understand the meaning behind the words' accompanying Jun Ruhu '.

As a subject, life and death, honor and disgrace, they were all within the mere thought of the Emperor.

It was a common occurrence in ancient and modern times for Su Mu Qing to understand. However, this old man who had been a servant of the Wei Residence for his entire life was unable to understand.

"Uncle Zhang, it's all in the past now. There's no more. " When Su Mu Qing said this, he choked up a bit. However, he quickly kept his voice down and didn't say anything for a long time.

"Yeah, there's nothing else." The Uncle Zhang sighed and slowly stood up, "This old servant will go look at the lord's room, all the things are in the ancestral hall, Your Highness can go, this old servant will still stay here to guard tonight."

With that, he supported himself by the door frame and walked out. His rough hands caressed every piece of brick and tile here, giving off an inexplicable feeling of sadness.

Su Mu Qing stared at Jiang Wan Yan's back for a long time. He only came back to his senses after being pulled by Jiang Wan Yan.

His eyes were slightly red, but he wasn't crying at all. "Uncle Zhang is getting old, and likes to think about old times more. Let's go, see mother, as well as my grandfather and grandfather."

According to the ancestral system, after a concubine died, she would be buried in the Royal Tomb, so the memorial tablets could only be one tablet.

The ancestral hall was placed in a courtyard at the back of the courtyard. The Wei Residence was very large and had extremely grand specifications. The more grand the atmosphere was, the more desolate it looked.

The ancestral hall was empty and solemn, only seven or eight black memorial tablets were placed in front of it on the spirit altar, and fresh fruits and wine were placed on them.

There was an iron basin on the ground, and beside the basin were piles of dark paper.

Su Mu Qing lifted up his clothes and knelt on the cold and hard ground. With an ashen face, he kowtowed and said, "Grandfather, Grandfather, mother, Qing Er has come to see you."

Jiang Wanyan was infected by his aura and also knelt down beside him, kowtowing as she said, "Grandfather, Grandfather, mother, I am Su Muqing's wife. I will accompany him to visit you all today, and from now on, he will no longer be alone. I will accompany him."

Su Mu Qing's body trembled slightly. It was obvious that he did not expect Jiang Wan Yan to say something like this. His heart warmed as tears started to roll down his face.