The dark clouds seemed to envelop the entire golden city, and countless small snow beads under the sky drifted in the wind, and the sand and dust were swept and slammed into the car body. Mu Qing wrapped up the big box, pushed open the pane on the carriage and looked back, the three-story Jincheng Chengguan was retreating little by little, standing in the vast land in a daze, I don't know whether the wind and sand mixed with snow beads blocked the vision, or the tide surging under the eyes confused the Chengguan in the distance.

Half a month ago, when she drove into the city gate of Jincheng with the coffin she was standing on, the road in the city was full of people. There are ordinary people who sprinkle and sweep the ground, and make a long smooth and neat road, and there are also rich and wealthy families who set up road sacrifice sheds along the way, dressed in sackcloth, and bowed down for a long time. Not to mention the people who had received his favor or had been helped to escape from Xue Dalang's tyranny, they stood silently along the road and welcomed him into Jincheng City.

Mu Qing knelt up from the flat carriage supporting the coffin, dusted off the Dagong filial piety clothes made of coarse linen cloth on his body, and saluted everyone all the way to express his gratitude. Yu Li's heavy salute before his death, she followed the sister's funeral system for her brother, wearing a great meritorious dress, and the people standing on the side of the road knew at a glance that she was Yu Changshi's own sister, and they were relieved that someone finally sent him mourning clothes.

There was a woman in the crowd who whined, frequently raised her sleeves to wipe her tears, and one Li Zheng squeezed in front of the crowd and said loudly: "If it weren't for the fact that the villagers were less poisoned, at the beginning of the Xue family's rebellion, Yu Changshi and Mrs. Yu should have gone away, all because we dragged down Yu Changshi......"

Some people couldn't help but shout, and the successive singing and sending voices gradually sounded, until they were all in unison and shouted, "Yu Changshi is good to go." ”

Mu Qing knelt on the edge of the coffin, couldn't help but slide down two more lines of tears, she put one hand on the coffin lid and gently patted it twice, "Brother, do you hear me?" Do you hear me? ”

After saying that, she bowed to the people, tried her best to stabilize her voice with a crying voice, and said loudly: "My brother adheres to his father's teachings, puts the people first in everything, and has great righteousness in his heart. Brother's last wish, but to return to Jincheng, forever to Jincheng as the mulberry land, so today you are not here to send him away, but to take him back to his hometown. If you can see the scene in front of you, the brother can also smile, Qi Niang is here to thank you, and since then she has entrusted her brother to the township......" After speaking, she couldn't cry, and she couldn't bow down.

Wan Min gathered around the carriage and walked slowly to a high-door mansion, Mu Qing squinted, looked up coldly and looked up at the three words "Xue Wangfu" on the lintel of the mansion, the font was still majestic, but the lintel had lost its former glory.

Twenty or so brown-robed monks hurriedly ran out of the gate, clasped their palms together, and bowed down to stand in two columns. A senior monk walked out from within, wearing a dignified Pila hat on his head, wearing a crimson robe, and holding a tin staff with four strands and twelve rings.

Seeing this, Du Ruhui and Mu Qing hurriedly jumped off the horse, and the other got down from the carriage carrying the coffin, and sang with their hands together.

The monk stepped forward and bowed down to return the salute with the Buddha in his mouth, "Mr. Du has worked hard." Poor Dao did not dare to delay since following the decree of His Royal Highness King Qin, although it has not had time to change, the monks have been safe, and the ritual instruments are also ready, just waiting for Mr. Du to come to preside over the change of plaque. ”

Du Ruhan retreated humbly, "A certain person in the world, he doesn't dare to take it in front of the Buddha, and I hope that the master will be considerate of one or two, work hard, and preside over major events." ”

The monk sang a Buddha horn, "The poor road will obey his fate." As he spoke, he turned around and walked up the stone steps at the gate, stood on a high place and cleared his throat, and clapped his hands to the people: "Everyone knows that the Xue family is violent, full of karma, and now His Royal Highness the King of Qin of the Tang Dynasty is merciful, and specially ordered the poor Dao to come here with all his disciples, change the Xue Wangfu to a Zen temple, and worship Mrs. Shi Tongyu, the chief of the Yu who was poisoned by the Xue family, day and night, and thousands of undead who have formed evil karma with the Xue family. ”

As his words fell, a disciple pulled a thick rope that was wrapped around the plaque of Xue Wangfu in advance, and the huge gold-painted wooden plaque fell down behind the monk, raising a piece of dust that had been accumulated for many years. The people gathered in front of the mansion were instantly noisy, stroking their palms and applauding. Another plaque slowly rose in the boiling voice, the emanated plaque, on which the gold characters of the book of the prince of Qin: solemn Zen Temple.

Mu Qing's heart was flat for a while, and he secretly sighed. Judging from the letters sent by the Chengqian Hall of Chang'an Daxing Palace, this changed Xue Mansion to a Zen Temple, and the idea of permanently enshrineing Yu Li and his wife was actually from the eldest grandson, and Ye Na died in Xue Wang's Mansion, and the bones were gone. Second, before leaving Chang'an, for Li Shimin's request for Mu Qing to lead the way, the eldest grandson had threatened Yinghua and tore his face with Mu Qing's expression.

Mu Qing is not a person who does not enter oil and salt, if she may have other benefits, such as high-ranking officials and financial rewards, she may not be willing to accept them, but this temple is enshrined, and it is expected that she will not refuse.

She looked up at the four big words of "Solemn Zen Temple" shining with treasure light, and there was a little helplessness in her heart, and now the eldest grandson is no longer what it used to be, and she can be pinched lightly.

Stopping the coffin, burial, and a ceremony, Mu Qing has to do it himself, Du Ruhui saw her tired of coping several times, and because of grief and depression, she turned white and looked at her, it was inevitable that she couldn't bear it, and the persuasion was not very effective, and finally moved out of Shiro, only saying that if she got out of shape, I was afraid that Shiro would not recognize her mother, which made her pay attention to diet and rest.

Mu Qing and Du Ruhui stopped in Jincheng for half a month, and arranged the aftermath of Yu Li and his wife properly, and then went to the solemn temple to worship, thanked the monks, and set off to return to Beijing.

At this time, Mu Qing probed from the pane of the carriage, let the wind and snow collide on his face, and looked back at Jincheng Chengguan with teary eyes, and his mind constantly showed the situation of the last time she arrived in Jincheng, the moment she took off her cloak and hood, Yu Li's eyes were full of surprise, and Ye Na turned out with a crisp smile in the courtyard.

Du Ruhui whispered in the car: "Mu Qing? ”

Her ears were filled with the sound of whimpering, and she didn't hear it, still looking at the city pass that had shrunk into a mass of black dots.

He stretched out his arm, grabbed her waist, and pushed the pane with his other hand, "If you turn around and suffer from the cold again, you will go back, and you won't be able to hold Shiro." ”

His words really worked, Mu Qing retracted the tears that were about to come out of his eyes, sniffed, thinking of Xiao Shilang, who could only eat and sleep in his swaddling clothes when he left home, and he didn't know what he had grown like now, so he reluctantly pulled his lips, showed a slight smile, and faded the heavy hair.

This move of the corners of her lips may not even be a "smile" in the eyes of others, so for Du Ruhui, who has not seen her laugh for more than half a month, it seems that the spring breeze suddenly came in the cold and frozen, blowing away the first spring flower in the ice and snow. At that moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It can be regarded as a smile, a few days ago, it was useless to explain no matter how I explained, but now just mentioning Shiro can make you feel at ease, and my heart can also be seen." ”

Mu Qingqi glanced at him, "How do you say this, does the father of a man want to compete with his son?" ”

Unexpectedly, these words reminded the two of them for no reason, there is a scene of father-son brothers fighting each other in Chang'an, and everyone is a corner of this play.

The two pressed the words together, Du Ruhui moved the corners of his mouth twice, after all, he didn't say anything, only wrapped Mu Qingjiao's cold hand with a thick and warm palm, looked at her thoughtful expression intently, and after a while, hesitated: "When you return to Chang'an, you can rest assured that you will accompany Shiro at home, just do whatever you like, but go to the palace less if you have nothing to do. Teach the villain who specializes in drilling camps to get entangled, and sooner or later he will get into trouble. ”

"Today, there are only King Qin and Princess Qin, I can reflect on myself." Mu Qing leaned on his chest, closed her eyes and only pretended to sleep, and after a long time, Du Ruhui only thought that she had been tired for days, tired and sleepy, and was just about to reach out to get her faded hair, but she moved her shoulders, still closed her eyes, and asked coldly: "What about you?" ”

Du Ruhui paused, reacted for a while, and then put down his hand sneeringly, "Now that the overall situation is preliminary, at most there is a Wang Shichong who is a little more difficult to bite, so I will go out for one or two more times, and it will be decided." I think I've been in the army for many years, and I've been through many dangerous situations, but one or two more times, and I can't go wrong, you don't have to worry......"

"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Mu Qing opened his eyes and interrupted him, "How long do we have to stay in Chang'an?" The left and right are the world of the Li family, their fathers and sons and brothers are fighting, why bother to get involved, you are not a person who is greedy for authority, even so, Erlang can fight or fight, what good will it do us? It is better to leave this place earlier. ”

Du Ruyan was silent for a long time, and said secretly, the matter has come to this point, I am afraid that it is not so easy to get out, the whirlpool of Chang'an has already begun to stir, no matter who it is, no matter whether it is standing at the peak or the bottom, no one can escape. Xu is looking to the future, Mu Qing's earnest eyes flashed with indescribable hope, so that he could not tell this cruel truth no matter what.

He sighed inaudibly, gritted his back teeth secretly, for her, for Shiro, he had to do his best to support King Qin to ascend to the throne, only when King Qin achieved his goal would he let him return with peace of mind, the prince's party was defeated, and he was unable to embarrass his whole family anymore.

He held the back of Mu Qing's head and took her into his arms again, "I promise you, there is still a long way to go, you can sleep for a while." ”

With his promise, Mu Qing took a deep breath of relief, found a comfortable position in his shoulder socket, and fell asleep with his eyes closed. R1152