She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

"Mother, I've been embroidering for a whole day under your watch. Why can't I take a break?" Chu Qingfang sat on the other side of Mrs. Chu, rubbing her eyes bitterly. "I'm so sleepy."

Mrs. Chu looked stern, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"What are we doing here at Guangyuan Temple?" Chu Qingfang asked again, "Are we here to borrow money?"

"Don't talk too much!" Mrs. Chu frowned and shouted at her irritably, "You don't have the dignity of a lady at all. What are you going to do in the future?"

Chu Qingfang was stunned by the yelling and twisted his fingers uncomfortably.

The driver was in front, driving the horse in silence. The carriage started to shake as the speed increased. The mother and daughter grabbed the side of the carriage and were not thrown off accidentally.

The curtains were blown up by the wind, and Chu Qingfang finally saw out the window. Thick clouds covered the sky, as if they could be touched. The beauty of spring was completely lost in the haze.

Today is really not a good day to go out.

"Madam, Miss, we're here." With the voice coming from outside the carriage, the shaking finally stopped.

Chu Qingfang woke up from his nap and opened the door first, "Uncle Jiang, why are you driving?"

Jiang Xu looked at the young lady's surprised expression and couldn't help but glance inside at his wife.

"What's wrong?" Chu Qingfang didn't understand, and looked between the two of them for clues. Her mother still had a serious look on her face, but it was obvious that these two people were hiding something from her.

Jiang Xu was the guard that Madam Chu brought from Qinzhou to marry her, and he had been staying with her in Kezhou. After all, they were married, and it was not allowed for outsiders to enter the inner house, so Jiang Xu took on the responsibility of guarding the entire Chu Mansion.

Normally he wouldn't travel with his mother, but today?

"Get out of the car." Mrs. Chu raised her chin slightly and motioned her daughter to follow her out.

Jiang Xu jumped out of the car, raised his arms, and helped the two people out of the car.

Before I could get dressed and enter the temple, I heard the sound of horse hooves behind me.

Following the voice, Chu Qingfang turned around and discovered that the person coming was the young marquis whom he had not seen for many days.

Her face suddenly darkened.

Even if one has already planned to let go of the past relationship, this sudden encounter is enough to make one's heart panic.

"Greetings, young marquis." Chu Qingfang stood behind his mother and bowed gracefully.

Hengzhi pulled the reins, stopped the horse, nodded as a polite greeting, and said, "Madam Chu, why are you here at Guangyuan Temple today?"

At this time, Mrs. Chu finally had a forced smile on her face, "I heard that the amulets in Guangyuan Temple are effective, so I brought my daughter here to ask for one. It's a coincidence today, is the young marquis here to ask for a amulet as well?"

She raised her head and saw Hengzhi looking at her meaningfully.

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

Hengzhi jumped off his horse and straightened his clothes. "Madam, you are in a good mood, but I don't believe in these. I will leave first." After saying this, he stretched out his arms and bowed.

Chu Qingfang was startled and quickly lowered his body. When he looked up again, there was a breeze in front of him and the person had already gone in with his clothes lifted.

Yun Cong followed him, silently leading the two horses, walked to the side and tied them up, then followed him in.

Jiang Xu walked forward and asked in a low voice, "Madam, nothing will go wrong, right?"

Mrs. Chu thought about it for a long time, so long that Chu Qingfang's sleeves were chilled by the wind. Although it was already the middle of March, the late spring cold in the north was still not to be underestimated.

"They are different." This was her final conclusion.

Chu Qingfang was still confused, and even until he knelt in front of the hall, he still looked thoughtful.

During this trip, none of the three of them were open with each other. Everyone had their own secrets, and they were all plotting against each other.

"Donor, please be sincere." The old monk smiled kindly and reminded Chu Qingfang in his ear.

Chu Qingfang came back to her senses and saw her mother had stood up and was staring at her. She quickly stood up and apologized to the old monk shyly, "I am rude, please forgive me, Master."

The old monk still smiled, clasped his hands together and sighed, "Amitabha, the donor is asking for himself, why bother to apologize to me. Both of you, please come this way."

When he leaned over to invite her, Chu Qingfang realized that there was a small sandalwood door behind the Buddha statue. Her mother had already passed her and followed the old monk there.

Jiang Xu, who was outside the palace, crossed his arms and looked at the old and the young. This was his lifelong mission. Yun Cong watched this scene from behind. Jiang Xu's back was desolate and deep, as if it had already foreshadowed his fate.

Jiang Xu turned around only after the two shadows disappeared.

"Sir, the young marquis wants to see you this way."

"Young Marquis?" Jiang Xu frowned slightly, not daring to believe it easily. "I have never had much contact with the young marquis. What do you want, young marquis?"

Yun Cong acted like a hawk delivering messages in a serious manner, "I'll know after we meet in person."
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Ah'ao sat in the shop with a heavy heart, fiddling with the coins in her hand, unable to tell what was wrong.

The book says that when using copper coins to tell fortunes, one should avoid noisy places and choose a quiet place.

Ah-yi looked at the people coming and going in front of her, and she lost her grip on one of the coins, which scattered all over the table. Her hand paused in mid-air, and Ah-yi suddenly remembered what Wang Jingyuan said, that when using the hexagram of the six-line hexagram, one should never answer questions that are not asked.

Today is really not a good day to concentrate on studying.

Zheng Da came back with a basket of candles. Ah'an looked up and asked, "What price did he offer?" Bai Zhu picked a few candles and showed them to Ah'an. Zheng Da put the candles down and drank a sip of water. "The candle shop said that they will give us 80% on top of 80%. If you want more goods in the future, they will give us the same price. It will be your reward."

Holding it in the hand, the candle body is warm and slender. If you sniff it closely, you can smell a faint scent of sandalwood.

At first, Ah'ao just casually came up with this idea when discussing it with the owner of the lamp and candle shop. She said that if red candles and white candles could burn to produce different scents according to the occasion, they might sell better.

Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper also took it to heart and actually made the incense and candles.

This kind of incense and candles are different from those incense and candles. If it is a funeral, you can light candles and incense at the same time. But if it is a wedding, it is inevitable that it will be boring to light incense in the bridal chamber. Ah-yi experienced it personally.

Moreover, the incense burned in the bridal chamber usually has a strong fragrance, which will make your nose uncomfortable if you smell it for a long time.

The red candles were made in many different scents for the guests to choose from, while the white candles chose the most common sandalwood scent. Funerals are quiet, and sandalwood can also help people calm down quickly without any other distracting thoughts.

The basket I brought today is intended to be used on Madam Xu's funeral.

Since this matter was handed over to her, Ah-yi thought that she should do her best. Although her status was awkward and she was not a proper daughter-in-law of Madam Xu, as the mother of a friend, she should also express her condolences.

"Okay, put it in the storeroom on the second floor." Ah-yi put the things in as they were, and then instructed, "Speak softly, don't wake up Pingniang."

Zheng Da agreed, took the things, and went upstairs in two or three steps.

Ah-yi let out a long sigh and pinched her aching neck and shoulders. The pain reminded her of Heng-chi, and she didn't know when he woke up and what he was doing at the moment.

In fact, thinking back to the sword skills I was forced to learn last night, they were indeed sharp and agile, and even the movements were as beautiful as flowing water.

Ah-yi wanted to learn some skills to protect herself, but she was afraid that she was not born with the skills and would not be able to learn Heng-chi's skills when she was older. Besides, his martial arts training must be very hard and might not be suitable for her.

The best way is to find a woman who knows martial arts. It doesn't matter how strong her internal strength is, as long as she has some tricks to repel the enemy.

When I thought of this, the first figure that appeared in my mind was the woman with a high ponytail on the grassland during the winter hunting - Qin Xi.

A few days ago, the wife of the governor, An, came to visit and mentioned Qin Xilai. She said that Qin Xilai had reached a certain age and her stepmother, Yang, wanted to find a husband for her to marry off, but the governor had said that his only daughter could not be married off far away and wanted to be able to see her in person.

In addition to this, the couple must also be of equal status and not marry down and let their daughter down.

Yang was so angry that she kept talking back to him, saying, "How many of your colleagues in Mankezhou have sons of marriageable age? Instead of being so picky, why not just ask the young marquis if he wants to take a concubine?"

The governor was so angry that he slapped Yang on the spot. Qin Xi stood by with a plate of peanuts and watched the show.

Yang cried and screamed, earning herself another house arrest. The voice like a bell spread throughout the governor's mansion, saying: "Anyone who wants to get rid of his daughter and dares to speak nonsense about the young lady's marriage will be thrown out and sold!"

So Qin Xi stayed at home leisurely, occasionally going out to ride a horse and bask in the sun, feeling so leisurely.

A'an thought that after a few days when this matter was settled, she could go to look for her.

But I didn't expect that this plan would be aborted right at the beginning.

Zheng Da put away the candles and hurried downstairs, shouting, "My wife, my wife is in trouble!" He ran to A'an and said anxiously, "I just accidentally knocked something over, and Pingniang didn't move. I can't go forward, I'm afraid she has fainted, please go up and take a look!"

A'ao was startled, turned around and said, "Go to Xing'antang to ask for a doctor!" Then she rushed to the second floor holding her skirt.

In the afternoon, Zhao Zhuo went to Zhang Hai's house to collect money and has not returned yet. Even Zhou's wife is on leave today. Thinking that Pingniang is resting upstairs with the child, Ah-yi did not disturb her. She did not hear the child crying and thought that nothing should happen.

Why did you suddenly faint?
Walking to Pingniang's bed, Ah'ao was panting. Seeing that her face was pale, she hurriedly shook her, "Pingniang! Pingniang!" She did not wake her up, but she woke up the sleeping child.

Ah'ao had no choice but to pick up the child in a hurry and coax the child in an awkward manner, while going to check on Pingniang's breathing.

Fortunately, she was still breathing, so she could rest assured for the time being. There was only a little soup base left in the medicine bowl at the bedside, which showed that she had no problems taking the medicine today.

It will take some time to go back and forth from East Street to West Street, but you must hold on, Ah'ao thought.

There was a creaking sound of footsteps coming from the old stairs. Ah'ao quickly leaned over to take a look, thinking that it was Zheng Da who had returned so soon, but she didn't expect it to be Mrs. Zhou.

As she walked, she said, "How come I found the door closed when I passed by? Ah-yi, are you there? I have something to tell you..." Seeing Ah-yi's anxious look while holding the child, Mrs. Zhou was stunned, "What happened?"

"Ping Niang is in trouble. I've asked Zheng Da to call a doctor." As he spoke, the child struggled and cried in A'an's arms again. It was probably because the position was wrong that made him uncomfortable. "Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry."

Mrs. Zhou came over and held out her hand, "Let me try."

Neither of them had any experience raising children, so they were just trying to figure out how to coax the baby. Ah-yi handed the little baby to Mrs. Zhou's arms, and went to check on Pingniang's condition.

"Oh, isn't it your turn to have a day off today? Why are you here?" Pingniang's forehead was burning hot, so Ah-yi quickly got a wet towel to apply to her forehead. The well water in spring was also icy cold, and she couldn't help shrinking her hands as she twisted the towel.

Mrs. Zhou held the child and rocked him gently, her expression becoming serious. "I was going to the neighborhood to look for a house, wasn't I? But when I came out, I heard people on the street say that there was a murder on the mountain road near Guangyuan Temple today!"

This made Ah-yi turn around and ask, "Murder case?"

"Yes!" Mrs. Zhou looked fearful, "But guess who lost his life?"

Ah-yi looked at her and asked softly, "Who is it?"

"It's the wife of the military officer!"

"what?"

(End of this chapter)