Mu Qing bowed his head slightly, stood up with Yang's support, and knelt for a long time, and there were bursts of soreness like pins and needles below his knees. The two walked through the front hall and slowly walked towards the side courtyard deep in the winding path, and just after entering the door, a famous servant hurriedly rushed forward from behind, and called urgently, "Mrs. Gu, go slowly." ”

The two of them stood firm together, and the servant gasped and saluted Mu Qing, "Mrs. Gu is here, someone from the Du Mansion of Yongxingfang has sent a message to return to Mrs. in person, and she is now waiting at the second gate." ”

Mu Qing's heart mentioned her heart one by one, most of the words from her own family were related to Du Ruhui, and nine times out of ten they were related to the war, she was already weak under her feet, and at this time she almost softened her knees and staggered out.

Yang quietly and secretly used his strength to stabilize her, and there was a row of stone benches in the cloister behind her, Yang took the opportunity to help her sit down, and whispered in her ear: "Sister-in-law, don't worry." Then he turned to the servant who had delivered the message, and said, "Bring the man here and answer the message." ”

Within half an hour, a tall figure came out of the darkness, Mu Qing thought it would be Ada, through the dim light from the stone lamps on both sides of the garden path, but saw that the person who came was wearing armor, as if he had just come down from the front of the formation, she involuntarily reached out and pressed it on her chest, as if her heart would not sink uncontrollably.

When the visitor approached, Mu Qing recognized his attire, which was the soldier of the Xiao cavalry camp under the command of Yinghua, and she stood up from the stone bench unconsciously, standing in front of the man in a daze.

"Mrs. Gu, the villain is a scout of the Xiao Riding Battalion, entrusted by Du Changshi, after the newspaper, he reported to Yongxingfang, but Mrs. was not at home, according to the guidance of the family in the house, he took the liberty to find it, and I hope Mrs. will forgive me." The sergeant clasped his fists and said, "We have won a great victory, and we have recovered the lost land of Jinyang in Hedong, and now His Royal Highness the King of Qin has led the army less than thirty miles away from the city, and we can return to the city at noon tomorrow. ”

It's a big victory, and you can see him tomorrow, which is a great joy, but now she secretly has a trace of the idea that she doesn't want him to come back. Mu Qing closed his eyes, as if he had made a great determination, "The situation here...... This Ah Lang also saw it, and he had to work hard Ah Lang again, and immediately brought a message to Chang Shi, only saying that Du Ling was mourning, please Chang Shi return quickly, and Qi Niang waited in Du Ling. ”

The scout took the order and left, Mu Qing shook his head unconsciously and sighed. Yang, who had been standing quietly on the side, suddenly whispered, "It's a big victory over there, so sister-in-law should let go of her heart first." I had something to inform my sister-in-law, and since someone had already gone to pass it on, I might as well wait a little longer......" As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the side courtyard in front of her, "Liu Niangzi and Shiro are resting in that courtyard, I have instructed someone to send a few vegetarian points over, and my sister-in-law will use some first, so I can cushion it and rest for a while." Chuke's side is inseparable, I'm ...... I'll see my sister-in-law later. ”

This Yang looked at him with a weak temperament, and glanced at Mu Qing timidly, a little embarrassed. Mu Qing nodded, "Madame couldn't think more carefully, Mrs. Qi Niangmeng is busy and takes care of it, she can't help it, how to add chaos again, Madame will go by herself." ”

Yang Shi bowed slightly, hesitated for a while, didn't know what to say, and finally sighed in a low voice, "Sister-in-law is divided, if you don't give up, just call me 'Xiu Niang'." Xiu Niang is useless, Chu Ke is sick and weak, and the things ahead are still dependent on the sister-in-law. With that, she bowed sideways, bowed her head and walked towards the other side courtyard.

Mu Qing stood in place, looking at Yang Xiuniang's figure hidden in the dark, estimating that she led herself out of the front hall, about to inform Du Dalang of the beginning and end of his death, and had to avoid everyone, among which there must be some hidden secrets that are not easy for outsiders to know, judging from Yang's caution and cowardice, Xu was supported by Du Sanlang on the sickbed.

She rubbed her sore eyes, her head was banging for most of the day, she was really tired, she didn't want to think about it anymore at the moment, and walked to the side room in the courtyard.

After resting for two hours, Ah Liu gently pushed her awake, "Qi Niang, the sky is about to dawn, so I have to take Shiro forward to make a sacrifice." ”

Mu Qing was originally leaning on the edge of the couch, but as soon as he heard that the sky was about to dawn, a spirit woke up from his daze and stared, and jumped up, "Keming has arrived?" Then he shook his head to himself, thirty miles outside the city, how could it be so fast.

After freshening up and dressing up, Ah Liu hugged Shiro and rushed to the mourning hall with Mu Qing. Du Dalang's two little Ah Lang were already kneeling on the sackcloth worship group in front of the spirit, the older one was silent, twisting a few pieces of white paper in the shape of copper coins in his hand, and the smaller one was obviously sleepy, sobbing at the worship group.

The sudden noise woke Shiro in Aliu's arms, and he joined in the chaos of the room with a pout. Mu Qing frowned and glanced around, summoned two maids who were on duty at night, picked out a few important orders, then took Shiro, hugged him in his arms and whispered softly.

If it was said that yesterday she still agreed to the head of the house because she couldn't shirk it, at this time she really wanted to take over this mess, just because Du Ruhui came down from the front of the battle, she couldn't bear his grief, and still had to work on a lot of trivial and mundane affairs.

The brazier in the house was blazing, and from time to time coarse yellow paper money was thrown into the fire, which resisted the cold before the dawn of early winter. After a while, the first white dawn came out of the curling green smoke, and Shiro closed his eyes again in Mu Qing's arms, and there was still an undried teardrop trembling on his eyelashes.

"Second son, second son has arrived." A small servant stumbled in from outside, nearly tripping over the threshold. Mu Qing suddenly lifted his spirits, stood up, and handed Shiro to Ah Liu's arms. Before he reached the door of the house, a dark figure had stepped into the room from the outside in a few steps, and the low whimpering voices all over the room were all retracted.

But seeing that Du Ruhui was still wearing a dark robe, when he first saw Du Gong's spiritual position and coffin, his expression was still calm, and when he turned his gaze and threw himself to Du Dalang's spiritual position, the whole person was like being struck by lightning, and his face changed instantly. I don't know if it's the sky or the color of his robe, but his solemn face is flushed with iron blue, and a few bloodshots in his round eyes are particularly eye-catching, and his fists are clenched tightly, as if he wants to grasp something out of thin air. Mu Qing only glanced up, then froze, not daring to step forward.

The chief steward rushed forward from behind, knelt down on the bluestone floor tiles, and said with a crying voice: "Ah Lang, Ah Lang, Da Lang, Erlang, San Lang, they are all home." ”

Du Ruyan stood stunned, the lines on his face were tight, and he couldn't see even the slightest slight change, but his wide eyes were dry, and there were no tears. Mu Qing picked up three incense sticks, lit them on the white candle in front of the spirit, and slowly moved to his side, but he didn't see him reaching out to receive the incense.

She touched his arm slightly, and the muscles on his arm stiffened, as if the whole person had become stone. Mu Qing's heart quietly became sour, and he held his arm and whispered to him a few times. He woke up suddenly, turned his head and lowered his eyebrows to look her up and down, and saw that there was nothing wrong with her except that she was tired and tired, so he took the three sticks of incense in her hand, trembled his hands, and bowed upright.

A servant brought a stack of burlap clothes, Mu Qing took it and pulled his sleeve, "It's time to go and replace this robe." ”

Du Ruhui nodded silently, and she was still dragged to the back hall.

There was a side room in the back hall for changing clothes and tea breaks, and when he walked to the door of the house, Mu Qing took the filial piety clothes held by the servant and went into the room to change his clothes.

As soon as the wings were closed, Mu Qing didn't have time to put down the filial piety clothes in his hands, and fell into a stiff and hot chest unexpectedly, and a pair of arms tightly bound her, squeezing her shoulders painfully. She wanted to comfort a few words, but her mind turned for a long time, but she felt that her throat seemed to be blocked with cotton wool, and she couldn't say a word, so she had to take out the filial piety clothes from his chest and put them aside first.

"Mu Qing, Mu Qing......" He pressed the back of her head with one hand, sighed and whispered in her ear, "Fortunately, you are still fine, fortunately ......"

Mu Qing couldn't help but be stunned, did he think there would be anything bad about her? Why do you have such thoughts? didn't care about it at the moment, she hooked his neck with one hand, and reassured him repeatedly, "What are you talking about, aren't I here well." ”

After a while, Du Ru raised his head obscurely, let go of his arms, the stiff lines on his face had eased a lot, and while putting on the slashing plain clothes by himself, he looked at her slightly pale face a few times, "Thank you for your hard work, since I am here, you will not pay attention to the miscellaneous things in front of you, just rest here, Shiro is still young, how can you stand such a big smoke in that house, don't deal with it there, just go back to the house." ”

"This ......" he said, Mu Qing made a difficulty, "Yu Lishu, after all, it doesn't agree, I ...... It's okay, Shiro is a grandson after all. ”

Du Ruhui put on the plain clothes properly, heard the meaning of her words, lowered his head and paused, "It's me who is less worried, then I will bother Ah Liu to take Shiro back to the house for the time being, you and I will thank you together, if there is anything in your body that you can't stand it, don't be reckless, let me know as soon as possible, understand?" ”

Mu Qing nodded, raising his hand to brush his frowning brow, "You don't have to think about me all the time, I just don't want to see you too sad." ”

When the two returned to the front hall one after the other, the sky was already bright, because it was the second day, the concubines had taught Mu Qing to send back to their respective rooms, and the spirit was much quieter. The condolences came in one after another, and went out one after another, I don't know how many times the chief steward shouted the words of thanks, and I don't know how many salutes Du Ruhui made, and finally sent away the last group of condolences to the outsiders.

The chief steward came to invite once, almost begging Du Ruhui to use some vegetarian food, but he insisted on keeping the etiquette and refused to enter the rice, just blindly urging Mu Qing to eat, and the chief steward did not dare to persuade more. This persuasion reminded Mu Qing of the situation last night when Yang Xiuniang persuaded her to rest and eat, and was about to talk to him, but he had already stood up from the worship group, stretched out his hand to help her again, "Hurry up and go with the steward, when you have eaten, follow me to meet Chu Ke." ”R1152