She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

Drops of rain were falling down the corridor. Behind the rain, Ah-yi walked out carefully, holding an umbrella in one hand and holding up her skirt with the other.

The stone pavement of the Chu Mansion was too uneven. With gullies and ups and downs, water would easily accumulate. If you were not careful and stepped on it, your clothes would be stained with mud and water.

Hengzhi was waiting under the eaves for her to come over.

Stepping under the shelter, Ah'ao breathed a sigh of relief and handed the umbrella to Hengzhi very smoothly.

"Go home?"

Ah-yi shook her head, "An old scholar in the south of the city passed away. He is now in his eighties, so most of the family needs him. I have to go and keep an eye on him." Then she patted Heng-chi's shoulder, "You should go back first. Don't you have to go to the parade ground?"

Hengzhi was amused by this action, and put his hand on hers, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

Well, it seems that the current treatment is much better than before.

There were no cars when we came here, but luckily East Street was not far away. If we walked side by side, we couldn't each have an umbrella, as it would easily get our shoulders wet and it would be difficult to talk.

Hengzhi took the extra umbrella in his hand and opened one that was big enough to accommodate two people with their arms around each other.

"Don't you want to ask what was just said?" Ah'ao looked straight ahead and asked casually.

The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon. When you walk out of the streets, you will see many vendors selling colorful ropes and sachets.

Even if it rains, there is no need to delay. Just cover the wooden frame with a large piece of oil paper and bring a bamboo hat. It is still lively.

Walking to a rack of sachets, Hengzhi freed his hands, took a quick look, picked out a light-colored one, and placed it in front of Ah'ao.

"Isn't Ah-yi preparing to tell me right now?" He said in a declarative tone. Half a year was not a long time, but it was enough time for him to understand Ah-yi's style of doing things.

She can learn more from her daily life. If there is something she doesn't want to mention, she won't bring it up herself.

For example, going to Shuzhong was never mentioned again.

Hengzhi knows his limits in everything, and he won't say anything or ask anything.

"I was going to tell you." Ah-yi took the umbrella from him and held it up. Heng-yi bent down and tied the small zongzi-shaped sachet to her belt. "Let's talk when we get there."

It looks good as expected.

In other words, any accessory can suit her perfectly and won't be out of place.

——As a husband, you should be willing to spend money on rouge, powder, clothes, hairpins and jewelry for your wife.

Two days ago, Hengzhi met Zhang Hai who came to the court to settle accounts. Zhang Hai was in such a hurry that he almost bumped into Hengzhi, and apologized in a panic. Only then did he utter this sentence.

It turned out that he was going to grab a new rouge for his wife.

Hengzhi thought about it and realized that he didn't seem to have ever given A'an any proper hairpins or rings, except for the Huasheng that he asked Yunli to put on her during the Lantern Festival.

He knew the old scholar that A'an was talking about.

The former official set up an almshouse and a school around the city, and he invited this person to teach.

The old scholar's house is next to the abandoned school, and behind it is a dense forest with tall grass, which is full of mosquitoes. If the rain stops today, the infestation will be even worse.

Although the Dragon Boat Festival is still some time away, the mugwort, cloves and silver calamus in the sachet are all good medicines for repelling mosquitoes and insects. If Ah'ao carries it, she will be bitten less and won't have to worry at night.

"Boss, how much silver?" Hengzhi naturally took out some change from his pocket.

When the peddler saw that it was Marquis Zhao and his wife who chose his sachet, he was so delighted that his face was wide open.

Earning a reputation is much more useful than the few coins from this sachet, so he smiled and said, "It's not easy to collect money from the Marquis and the Madam. It's my blessing that you like it. Madam, please wear it for fun."

The young marquis seemed to be flattered by the words and looked at A'ao in a good mood.

Ah'an looked back at the past with an open mind.

The fact is, you can't buy things without paying. The Zhaohou couple will lose face today.

Hengzhi pinched out two pieces of silver, which looked like they could buy a dozen sachets of this size, and handed them to the vendor.

While walking on the road, Ah'ao looked down and saw the sachet swaying with her steps, which made her very happy.

The funeral husband's surname is Zhu, he is about 40 years old, and he is busy in the store, preparing to take people to the old scholar's home to keep vigil in the evening.

Seeing Hengzhi and A'an coming in one after another, he was quite shocked.

He didn't know what happened later. When Mrs. Zhou went to invite him, she didn't tell him all of Ah's private affairs. She only said that the two of them had opened a shop and invited Wanlang to run it together.

Ah-yi just thought of it, and immediately introduced the two people, "Yes, I have met them. This is Zhao Hou, and this is Brother Zhu, who is my colleague Wan Lang."

This sentence made Zhu Qing recognize that the person standing obediently behind A'ao was actually the Prince of Zhaohou who killed people in all directions during the funeral procession outside the city.

"That you……"

Ah-yi quickly explained, "It was a misunderstanding! It was a misunderstanding! The prince had something to inquire about at that time, he didn't want to kidnap me. Later, we got to know each other better and got married."

Zhu Qing understood these words quickly in his mind. Although the shock was strong, he digested it quickly - their Ah'ao, this was a turn of events for the better, and they were on the rise.

When they first met, Zhu Qing saw that Ah'ao was so thin that she barely had any flesh on her body, and her appearance made people feel pity for her.

He was still muttering, whether this girl could stop crying or not, what would happen if she fainted from crying before she even earned the money? It was only because Mrs. Zhou spoke up for Ah-yi that they continued to work together.

After several funerals, Zhu Qing had a completely new understanding of A'ao.

This girl can not only cry, but she can cry too much. Especially since she is pretty, she is even more pitiful when she cries. Because of this, they received a lot of business and had a lot of money in hand.

Moreover, when we eat together, he is not picky about anything and eats whatever he sees. He is very easy to feed.

At that time, I lamented how such a good girl could have fallen to the point of doing this kind of thing to make a living. God is really blind.

But now it seems that as the wife of Marquis Zhao, I will never have to suffer again!
Thinking of this, Zhu Qing smiled happily and quickly made room for the two of them so that they could have some private conversation in the attic. A cup of hot tea was enough to dispel the chill of the rainy day.

They both held the teacup, one was talking, the other was waiting for her to speak.

"Chu Hui's goal is just to bring down the Shen family." Ah's comment was calm, "That's normal. My bastard father, the flatterer Yuanxian, harmed Qiu Yuan's family and his students for no reason. My mentor died tragically, and I had to live in the north as an official. I was frustrated and had to have some life-threatening thoughts."

"Because of this matter, I once scolded Shen Cong together with Mr. Huai." As if it was something happy, Ah'ao raised her eyebrows with a little pride.

"But I don't care whether he can succeed or not. I care about You Tong's matter." He turned the subject to this point and became serious. "I guess besides Bei Tang, there are more than one or two people who hate the Shen family. According to Chu Hui, the extinction of the Shen family has a lot to do with the construction of Chong'an Palace."

But A'an kept the last sentence to herself.

Chu Hui stared at her meaningfully and said that seeing is believing, and if she really wanted to know the truth, she might as well go back to the capital to see for herself.

Going back to the capital, sooner or later I will have to go back.

Just not yet.

Heng Zhi took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and said, "Since Bei Tang is related to the capital, I will not investigate further. But if he colludes with You Bei again, I will not let him off easily."

A sentence that seems to be without any emotion actually carries a huge weight.

In this way, the decision of "not investigating further" was thrown to Ah'an, which meant that she was certain of some deal with Chu Hui.

Ah'ao looked at Hengzhi's expression and felt a little unsure.

Heng Zhi noticed that she was silent, and he could not help but soften his voice. The eyes he looked at her were as warm as the hot soup in his hands, "Still don't believe me? I won't help you do what you want to do, nor will I stop you."

Ah'ao put her hand under the table and squeezed the sachet.

"Kezhou is an important place located at the border of the territory. If you enjoy the people's salary, you must guard the area. This is your duty and you must not take it lightly." Having said this, Hengzhi was thoughtful and serious, taking off his disguise, "But you must have your reasons for doing this, so I can't stop you."

Ah-yi felt his gaze.

Solemnly, he put his heavy responsibility as a local lord together with her choice.

This made her feel as if she would be as heavy as a thousand cities.

At least that's how it's measured in a person's heart.

The once dark years are slowly growing new branches and leaves, letting in light.

"The country is not important to me." Hengzhi held the water jug ​​in his hand and filled the cup. "I don't care who sits on this country. But no matter when and where the princess is in danger, I will never stand in front of you and fight for you."

That day, in front of Madam Xu's coffin, Heng Zhi said with a smile, "It is a blessing for me to marry the princess." Now it seems that it was not a joke.

His usual frivolous manner made it difficult for Ah-yi to tell how much of his words were true or false.

It was not until just now that Ah'ao made up her mind.

If a person inevitably falls into the world of mortals, and wants to have someone to accompany him forever, and want to be a swallow on the beam, Ah'ao just thinks that it would be great if that person is Hengzhi.

Find what you want, even if the road ahead is difficult, you will have a solid shield behind you.

Hengzhi never interfered with anything she wanted to do.

Among the options of obediently accepting the marriage, being married to an unknown person, and committing to a lifetime of suffering, Hengzhi is the best one.

"I know."

Finally, A'ao said softly.

Behind the attic window, A'ao watched in silence the straight and solid figure of Hengzhi holding an umbrella, which gradually disappeared into the crowd.

The old scholar has only a wife and a daughter in his family.

He lost his eldest son first, and then got a daughter in his old age, whom he cherished very much. Now his daughter is still in her boudoir. His wife has become old and haggard overnight, and neither of them can afford such a grand funeral.

Those who contributed money and effort were some of the old scholar's former students. He was also a man of both literary and artistic talent, and during the years when the school was in decline, there were always students who came to visit.

The old scholar never accepted money from his students. He cultivated some land and planted a dozen walnut trees behind the yard to support his family. His wife also made some embroidery and exchanged it for some money to make up for the shortfall.

Therefore, students often repaired the roof for their teachers, or came to help crack walnuts in season, and often asked for a meal and took some walnuts away.

This kind of days lasted for quite a few years.

So good that his daughter, from a young girl with yellow hair growing from a bun between the ridges of the fields, grew up into a graceful and elegant girl.

Ah'ao stood in front of the mourning hall, where guests came and went in an endless stream, and she could see that the old scholar was very popular.

Zhang Hai also studied in the school of the official. Even though he was not familiar with the old scholar, he had heard of his reputation and came to pay his respects.

He also did some good things. He paid for everyone's meals and delivered meals three times a day.

Seeing him coming over scratching his head, A'ao couldn't help but smile.

"Madam Xiaohou, you are here too." Zhang Hai scratched his arm hard and complained, "It's summer now, there are a lot of mosquitoes, and there are a lot of trees here, which makes it even more annoying!"

"Really?" Ah'ao didn't notice.

Zhang Hai noticed the sachet hanging from her belt and couldn't help but admire her. "You are so foresighted. The sachet you made for Duan Yang can really protect you from these things."

Ah'ao looked down at it and couldn't help but smile.

So that was the intention.

(End of this chapter)