The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

"The emperor." Ji Mingxiu looked at the emperor's expression, it seems that there are some weird, can be specific in what is weird, but also people can not talk about.

"Oh." The emperor responded, as if he suddenly remembered something, said to Ji Mingxiu, "The Ching Ming Festival is coming, are you going to give your mother a grave?"

Ji Mingxiu nodded: "I am going to go, my mother has not seen Xiao Wei them, I intend to bring Xiao Wei, Ming Xiao with two children."

The emperor touched the token in his hand and murmured: "It is time for your mother to look at it. When she was alive, she did not expect it. Now if she knows that she is well, she can rest in Jiuquan."

"Are you still going this year?" Ji Mingxiu asked.

The emperor smiled bitterly: "Hey, I won’t go. I haven’t worked **** the state affairs recently. I have accumulated a lot of business, but I’m too busy, you help me... give your mother a scent.”

"it is good."

The emperor smashed his wide sleeve: "Oh, this chess is still not there, but it is already lacking. I will find you to play chess again in the next day. I will go back to the palace and rest."

In the end, the token was returned to Ji Mingxiu.

Fugong’s public spirit came over and supported the emperor’s arm: “The emperor, you should be careful.”

Ji meditation stood up and bowed his hand: "Gong the Emperor."

The emperor raised his hand and raised his hand: "You... you can go back."

After all, supporting Fu Gonggong’s arm and stepping down the steps, I don’t know how to go. In the last two steps, I stepped on the air, and the palace people around me were scared to death. It was the last two stages. I stumbled on the ground. Didn't fall out of a good time.

Ji Mingxiu looked at the back of the emperor's gradual departure, revealing a thoughtful look.

From the Imperial Garden, it was already in the west, and Ji Mingxiu went to the palace of the government to handle the official duties of half an hour. Then he took the carriage back to the house.

In the blink of an eye, the Nanshan Academy was on holiday for three days. Ji Mingxiu decided to take his wife and children to the Princess Mausoleum to sweep the grave to the mother. The mausoleum of the Ji family is far away from Qiuzhou, and the three houses are cleaned. No one is sent here. And Joey came to the letter, let Qiao Wei also go to the cemetery of Qiao's cemetery to sweep the tomb of Qiao Wei's grandfather, the Joe's cemetery and the princess's tomb in one direction, all outside the Dongchengmen, running within one day. come.

Qiao Wei had no relatives and no friends who passed away. The few targets for sweeping the graves were the martyrs who died for the country. The martyrs did not know her. She didn’t know them. The dean’s mother took them to the graves and they went. Every time, she sweeps very clean, because the cleanest can reward a piece of chocolate.

It’s the first time to sweep the grave to your loved ones. It feels like...somewhat different.

The first day of the Ching Ming Festival is the Cold Food Festival. The whole country is banned from fire. Only cold food can be eaten. Everyone eats lightly. Several overnight gimmicks and several overnight snacks are all meals.

The teacher and the two little guys are all people who have suffered. They have nothing to eat cold food. The babies are dull and half-cold, but half a hour begins to vomit and diarrhea. Child, quietly let the kitchen stew a little hot porridge.

On the Ching Ming Festival, the spring was bright and the wind was beautiful. Qiao Wei was awakened by the body clock in the body early. Ji Mingxiu had already started. What was busy in the study room, Qiao Wei stretched out and pushed open the window. To the bright sunshine, the golden sun fell into the yard, on the green leaves, and on the flower buds that were waiting to be placed, just watching, it seemed to smell a fragrant.

A little farther from the treetops, there are screaming birds coming from the sound. If they are too far apart, they will not hear the window. In fact, there are many big trees in the Qinglianju and nearby. The birds are all caught and eaten by two whites.

Qiao Wei washed a lot, dressed neatly, went to Jingyun and Wang Shu's house.

Jingyun has already started, sitting in front of the window sill, the small body is straight, the face is cold, the eyebrows are picturesque, the small hand is holding the writing brush, and it is very serious.

Qiao Wei walked over and leaned over to look at her son.

Jingyun’s little face turned red at a visible speed. In fact, when he entered the door, he found it, but he didn’t move because he said that women like men’s seriousness, so he practiced so seriously. Words, you must be obsessed with the mother.

"Jing Yun."

Look, the mother wants to praise him!

"You have eyes."

Jingyun: "..."

Jingyun dropped the brush and ran away!

It’s a shame to lose face and lose face...

......

Qiao Wei took Wang Shu out of the quilt and hoped that Shu sleeps too much. She didn't realize that she had been stunned. She turned over and licked her little **** like a piglet. Kneeling on the bed, screaming at the moment.

Qiao Wei laughed, patted her little butt, and took her into her arms and put on her clothes.

They are all dressed up, she is still not awake, this sleep power Qiao Wei is also convinced.

Qiao Wei will wake up. At this time, Ji Mingxiu finished the matter at hand and walked over from the study. Seeing that Qiao Wei was pinching her daughter's face, she was red and could not help but feel distressed: "What?"

"I can't wake up this guy." Qiao Wei dialed her head, her head swayed to the left, or she slept very well. Qiao Wei didn't have a temper and put her in her arms. "You come, Wake her up, let her brush her teeth and wash her face, then come over to eat."

Ji Mingxiu hugged her daughter.

When Qiao Wei went out of the house, the prime minister went to the door and looked at it. He determined that his wife had gone far, and took her daughter to the ear room. She picked up Xiaowei’s own small toothbrush and brushed her daughter. The tooth.

After brushing and washing his face, Qiao Wei entered the house.

The prime minister smothered the small toothbrush into his daughter's hand.

Qiao Wei looked at the little fat man who slept in the mouth of Ji Mingxiu, and his face was a sinking.

Ji Ming Xia does not change the color: "She brushed herself." Suddenly, looking at the little guy in the arms, a look of surprise, "How to brush and sleep?"

Qiao Wei’s eyes are cool!

......

When I was eating, Wang Shuxiao Baozi finally woke up. When she saw a big table full of steaming food, she jumped out of her arms and climbed into a small chair. She looked at a table and ate. Hula has drooled.

Although it was very embarrassing, but Wang Shu also understood the reason for the family to open a meal together, waited for a while, and waited for the adult master to wait, finally picked up the chopsticks.

The family was full, and took three small ones out of Qinglianju, Wangshu holding a small white, Jingyun holding a big white.

Xiaobai is still small, but Baibai has already been a full circle. Jingyun will not admit that he is a little hard.

"Sister, let's change one?" Jingyun said.

"Why?" Wang Shuyi asked with a blind man.

"Because good things have to be shared together." Jing Yun's face is not red and does not jump.

This reason is simply not too much, but anyway, Wang Shu can not turn around, very happy to exchange Xiaobai and Dabai.

Jingyun holds Xiaobai and feels that he is full of strength.

Suddenly, Wang Shu grabbed Pearl and stuffed it into his brother's arms. He said generously: "Pearl is also for you."

Jingyun wants to cry.

......

When he reached the door, Ji Shangqing also arrived. He sat in the carriage and looked at the mighty family. His heart was both relieved and lonely. The relief was that the eldest son had become a family. The younger son went home, and they were behind them. I was not as close as I was when I was a child.

'grandfather! ’

Two little buns greeted sweetly.

Ji Shangqing spoke a smile and licked the heads of two little guys: "Would you like to take a grandfather's carriage?"

"Okay!" Wang Shu was so eager to go down, holding the white, and ran to the carriage of Ji Shangqing.

Jing Yun also sat up.

Ji Shangqing looked at the master of the teacher, and the master of the church snorted and went to the carriage of Ji Mingxiu.

Ji Shangqing told the coachman: "Let's go."

The coachman raised the whip: "Drive!"

Can't drive.

"drive!"

Still can't drive.

The strength of the two horses grazing came out, but they couldn’t move.

In the end, it was still that Qiao Wei had hugged Wang Shu, and Ji Shangqing’s carriage had moved.

Every year during the Ching Ming Festival, Ji Mingxiu and his son will come to the Princess Mausoleum to sweep the tomb of Zhaoming Princess. The emperor will come. This year, it is said that it is a business entanglement. It is called Ji Shangqing. Some accidents happened. The two parents’ affairs were unpleasant and they were hard to observe. The Princess Zhaoming and Fanghua died early. The relationship between the emperor and Ji Shangqing was actually not as harmonious as the rumors, so the emperor did not come, and Ji Shangqing felt a little easier.

A group of people crossed the Dongcheng Gate and marched 20 miles to the southeast and arrived at the Mausoleum of the Princess.

The Mausoleum of the Mausoleum has an extensive area, about two such as the Ji family. The carriage stopped at the gate of the mausoleum. The people abandoned the car and walked. It took about two quarters of an hour to pass through several gardens with green willows before they arrived at the burial princess. The place.

The descendants of Shouling knew that the emperor and Ji Mingxiu liked to be quiet, and they would not bother to go on this day.

The cemetery was very clean and there was nothing to clean. Some fresh willow branches were inserted in the grave, and some fresh sacrifices were placed under the tombstone.

The next person is not going to give the princess a sacrifice on the Ching Ming Festival. Who put these sacrifices?

The glory of Ji Shangqing falls on the sacrifice, and Emei said: "Is the emperor coming?"

Ji Mingxiu put down the scented scented candle: "No, he said he wouldn't come over, and asked me to give my mother a scent."

"Who is these things?" Ji Shangqing asked questioningly.

Ji Mingxiu thought: "I have seen other people see me."

The Princess Mausoleum is not only open to the Ji family. In addition to the Ji family, many emperors and relatives come to worship the princess every year. It is only earlier than them, but it is the first time they meet.

The little buns are also the first to sweep the grave. I don’t quite understand what it means to sweep the grave. Qiao Wei told them that this is the grandmother’s tomb. The grandmother is sleeping underneath. The two little guys seem to understand and understand. The cold tombstone smashed his head and called his grandmother.

They don't understand why grandmother wants to sleep alone here, why not move back to live with them?

The master of the teacher looked at the crowd faintly.

Ji Shangqing said: "Calling mother."

"not called!"

Ji Shangqing sank his face: "Noisy, this is your mother."

"I just don't call!"

The master of the teacher left the sleeves!

Ji Shangqing had no way to take this son. He offered a sacrifice to his wife and wiped the tombstone. The father and the son were not a person who loved the tombstones. They didn’t like other people’s homes. When they were sweeping the grave, they said that this is my wife. This is how my children, how are you, how to be in the Spirit of Heaven, and so on, both of them just silently worshipped and left with their families.

Outside the Princess Mausoleum, on another carriage, the maid picked up the curtain on one side and looked at the line of people coming out of the mausoleum: "Miss, look, it is the Ji family!"

The maid inquired about the Ji family and learned that they would come to worship the princess at this time, so it is not difficult to guess that this group of people is them.

The woman looked out from the gap in the curtain. She was just a casual look. I wanted to see what the family of Ji had grown up. Unexpectedly, she let her see two familiar faces: "Is they?"

When the maid heard this tone is wrong, he asked strangely: "Miss knows them?"

The woman's gaze fell on the body of the teacher. After reading him, he looked at Qiao Wei on the side, and the hand under the wide sleeve became a fist.

The maid snorted along the lady's eyes and found that the young lady was looking at a young woman and a man wearing a black robes and a jade mask. She knew who the woman was, and she was the grandmother of the Ji family. As for the girl who followed her. The man behind him -

"Miss, the one who wears white in front is the family of Ji."

The dawn of the woman's lord is about to shoot a few holes in the head of the teacher's adult. He gnawed his teeth and said, "How could he be a family?"

"Miss, Miss, Miss!" The maid's fingertips shook in front of the woman's eyes.

The woman returned to the gods and said quietly: "I know which one is the Ji family."

The maid said: "Then you stare at the back?"

The woman looked at the maid coldly: "Who am I staring at who is watching you?"

The maid bowed her head: "The slave is over, please forgive me."

The woman finally looked at the leader of the teacher and lowered the curtain coldly.

The maid said cautiously: "Miss, the wind made it seem like something went wrong. In the past few days, he also contacted four bronze knives. He planned to escape the girders, but he blinked and heard the news that he was sick in Jijia."

"What about copper knife?" asked the woman.

The maid said: "All are dead."

The woman’s twilight moved: “It’s a priest to kill four bronze swords.”

The maid asked: "Would we like to go to the Ji family to save the wind?"

The woman said: "Don't worry, I will first explore the wind."

The maid thought for a moment: "I still go to Miss."

The woman said: "No, you stay at the inn waiting for me."