Su Duhan rubbed the jade seal of the Great Zhou Dynasty with deep affection, carefully stroked the clumsy seal characters on the base of the jade seal, and reluctantly put it back into the brocade box after a long time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Does the master want to bring the heirloom jade seal back to the imperial city?" Looking at Su Duhan's love for it, the patriarch was a little worried.

Su Duhan resolutely shook his head: "No, it's safer to put it in the clan." Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, I live in the Xixia Imperial City, in the hereditary palace of King An, where do I have the qualifications to keep the jade seal of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It has been with you all these years, and it should stay with you loyal people the most. ”

The patriarch was moved by Su Duhan's words, he sighed and saluted Su Duhan again.

The mechanism was pulled again, and with a heavy creak, the jade seal and the tablets of the emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty returned to the ground, the dark green velvet curtain was opened, and the sunlight like broken gold shone in, and the ancestral hall was peaceful and quiet, as if everything had never happened just now.

Such a scene inside the ancestral hall was so secret, Chu Zhaohui and Wen Wan, who were waiting outside, didn't know at all. They stood outside the ancestral hall and waited for most of the hour. Standing upright and his feet were sore, Su Duhan walked out accompanied by the patriarch.

Su Duhan walked to his mother, held her waist in filial piety, and reported that his father's tablet had been safely placed on the ancestral hall for the table, and his father had returned to his roots since then, enjoying the incense of the clan in the ancestral hall of the Su family.

Su Duhan bit the words "returning the fallen leaves to the roots" very hard, and Chu Zhaohui's eyes couldn't help but turn red when she heard it, this was the only thing she could do for her husband at the moment.

Nodding to his son in response, Chu Zhaohui saluted the ancestral hall again, and then went back to the small courtyard where he stayed to rest surrounded by everyone.

Originally, after the tablet was placed, the ceremony was completed. Because it is close to Qingming, the Su family said that this is the right day to worship their ancestors, and they have already said that they will invite monks to do a seven-day dojo in the front yard.

So Su Duhan was busy in the front yard as usual, the smell of incense candles and burning paper filled the courtyard of the entire Su family's old house, and occasionally paper money flew by, falling on the blue brick road, and was quickly swept away by the slaves.

The familiar scene made Chu Zhaohui recall again and again the moment when her husband's coffin had just returned home, and her eyes were always a little red. Probably living people can only express their grief for the dead in this way, Chu Zhaohui thought so, and was a little relieved that the Su family's old mansion was too grand about this matter.

The chanting sound is long and dense, accompanied by the knocking of the wooden fish, everything looks solemn and gloomy. Chu Zhaohui was accompanied by Wen Wan, and he had been living in the small courtyard of Sanjin in the east of the inner courtyard of the Su family, so that he could hardly hear the chanting in front of him.

On the day I came, I heard from the patriarch's wife that this courtyard used to be the place where Su Rui lived with his in-laws when he was a child, and it was renovated a few years ago and retained its original appearance, but there was no trace of Su Rui's life.

Chu Zhaohui suddenly remembered that after nearly 20 years of marriage, her husband rarely mentioned his in-laws, let alone his family, as if he did not want to be close to his family in his heart.

Even if her husband's coffin is buried in the imperial city to be buried with him in the future, his tablet will still be sent back to the Su ancestral hall to enjoy the incense of the Su family's descendants.

Now that he sent her husband back with her own hands, and lived in the small courtyard where her husband once lived, and then thought about the Su clan who accompanied him every day, although Chu Zhaohui didn't feel much closeness, he also forced himself not to think about the unpleasantness of the four treasures of the study room on the day he first came, and instead passed Xiao Luochen in.

Since the Su family is still martial, Chu Zhaohui asked Xiao Luochen to prepare some good daggers and scimitars to give away, and asked: "Does Deputy Envoy Xiao know where the weapons are famous? ”

Xiao Luochen listened to Chu Zhaohui's instructions, and pondered: "When it comes to these self-defense weapons, they are naturally the most famous ones built by Tianyitang in the Kaifeng Earth Realm.

Chu Zhaohui counted the days, just after completing the seven-day rituals, and did not delay, he asked Mingzhu to take the silver, and according to the number of sets of the four treasures of the study that day, Xiao Luochen and the people did it.

On the same day, Xiao Luochen was not in front of him, and he did not hear anyone mention it afterwards. Now that he heard that it was a gift for the juniors of the Su family, Xiao Luochen had a little more heart, and on the one hand, he ordered someone to rush to Cangzhou, and on the other hand, he secretly inquired about the situation of the day, only to know that the juniors of the Su family were disrespectful to Mrs. Anguo that day, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Wen Wan went out with the girls in the clan today to see the dozens of acres of chrysanthemum gardens in the clan, thinking that the light rain was like fog, which did not disturb their interest, and the dusk had not yet returned.

Chu Zhaohui was not hungry, so he ordered to wait for Wen Wan to come back before setting up the meal. After she finished instructing Xiao Luochen, she simply had nothing to do, so Mingzhu held an umbrella and went to see the tall Xifu begonia in the small courtyard.

This Xifu begonia is about some years old, and its branches are rugged and vigorous, stretching highly. At this time, the spring rain Feifei, standing steeply in the wind, more and more appear to be bright, the flowers bloom abundantly, and the snow that seems to be a tree is sprinkled.

Accidentally caressed by the wind, the courtyard is fragrant and fragrant, blowing up the falling flowers on the ground, and the snow on the trees reflects each other, such as the newly woven light plain white practice.

The graceful posture makes the spring clear, the plum borrows the wind and willow borrow the light, and the fragrance of the night rain is still there, and the rouge painting can not be done.

In King An's mansion, on the west side of the main courtyard where Chu Zhaohui and her husband live, there is also a Xifu begonia planted by her husband.

Her husband once said that he loved the swaying of the begonia tree in Xifu, so he planted this begonia to accompany her. If she is not around, looking at this begonia, she can also think of him in the border city.

It's a pity that my husband planted this begonia, but he missed its flowering period every time. Chu Zhaohui often sat in front of the bookcase, painted those swaying begonia flowers for her husband, folded the fresh flowers, flattened them and dried them, and sandwiched them together in letters and sent them to the border city.

Unexpectedly, in the yard where my husband lived with his in-laws, there was such a splendid flower tree, which was older than that of King An's mansion. Chu Zhaohui didn't ask, I don't know if it was planted by her in-laws or her husband back then?

My husband probably doesn't really like Xifu Begonia, but he just misses the courtyard of the old house. Thinking of this section, Chu Zhaohui's heart was poignant. She never knew that the begonia tree was the sustenance of her husband's wishes, used to carry his homesickness.

I played late in Juyuan today, because I was drenched in rain, and I was afraid that Chu Zhaohui would be worried. Wen Wan went back to the room to take a bath first, re-dressed her makeup, changed into clean clothes, and then came to the main courtyard to accompany Chu Zhaohui to dinner.

As soon as she entered the door, Wen Wan saw her stepmother standing under the corridor and looking at the Xifu begonia, the wind was struggling in the rain, Chu Zhaohui's slender figure was scattered, and her eyebrows and eyes were not happy.

Wen Wan took the umbrella in Mingzhu's hand with a smile, asked her to go to the meal first, and took Chu Zhaohui's hand to look at the flowers again, and then accompanied her to the east. (To be continued.) )