Chunzhen twenty-one years, is the most dreary year in the Jiang Mansion, Yan Xiaoyue's repeated illness until the autumn is good, taking advantage of the warm autumn sun, daughters-in-law and granddaughters-in-law are all dedicated to serving aside, a family of people talking and laughing is not lively.

Since Jiang Tianen got married and had her first son, Yan Xiaoyue was relieved, and the Jiang family finally got rid of the control of the poison. So the first strict family motto of the Jiang family came out, men are not allowed to accept concubines, and daughters are not allowed to be concubines. As a result, the Jiang family became the mansion that the nobles in the imperial city vied to enter.

The warmth of family affection gave Yan Xiaoyue great comfort, and Jiang Siyan also stayed by her side every day, and finally let Yan Xiaoyue come over, at least on the surface.

It's winter again, it's a big thing to enjoy the snow around the stove and talk about plums, Yan Xiaoyue and Jiang Siyan are rarely interested, and they boil a thousand leaves of tea with the snow on the plum blossoms in the warm pavilion, and the plum fragrance in the snow water is accompanied by the faint fragrance of tea, which is refreshing.

It was lively, and the heavy bell sounded, and the "buzzing ......" was melodious and far-reaching, as if it was striking on the heart. There was silence in the room, and the nine knell bells of "Buzzing ......", "Buzzing ......", "Buzzing ......", "Buzzing ......", "Buzzing ......", "Buzzing ......", "Buzzing ......", "Buzzing ......" The sound of nine knell bells spread to every corner of the Imperial City.

With a crisp "pop", the plain white bone china official kiln teacup held by Yan Xiaoyue in her hand fell to the ground, and the green porcelain pieces spread out in all directions, just like Yan Xiaoyue's chaotic heart, looking at Jiang Siyan incredulously, her lips trembling uncontrollably.

Jiang Siyan quickly stepped upstairs to live in Yan Xiaoyue, and said worriedly: "Don't be afraid, maybe it won't be what you think, I'll let people ask." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Tianlin, who was circling at the door, pushed open the door and walked in, "Father, mother, someone from the palace." ”

Yan Xiaoyue leaned on Jiang Siyan weakly, Jiang Tianlin approached quickly, and said hurriedly: "Mother, you have to pay attention to your body." ”

Jiang Siyan picked up Yan Xiaoyue and put it on the couch, picked up the fur fur and covered it, "Yue'er, you rest for a while, I'll go and see you." He gave his third son a look and walked out quickly.

Jiang Tianlin sat on the pestle on the side, "Mother, the emperor is eighty years old, he has never been at such an age in the royal family, he is a very long-lived one, mother, you have to mourn, be careful that your body can't stand it." ”

Yan Xiaoyue nodded dumbly, this year she had only seen Qi Anning when Mu Zigui was buried, and then he stayed in the palace, she also thought that maybe he was sad, afraid of seeing Jing Siren, and hid in the palace to hurt Liao, but he didn't expect to see him for more than half a year, but when he heard such news, how could he bear it, and he didn't even want to let her see her for the last time?

Jiang Siyan came in with a cold air, and said to Jiang Silin first: "You go to prepare first, this time your mother and I won't go to the palace to cry and mourn." ”

Hearing the accurate news, Yan Xiaoyue endured tears for a long time, and slipped uncontrollably, hugging her fur and crying bitterly, hearing this voice, Jiang Siyan was relieved, fortunately, she could cry.

Jiang Siyan sat quietly aside, feeling sad, he has been an opponent for a lifetime, a rival in love for a lifetime, and he has been on a lifelong basis but has been with him for decades, he is no longer the person who was cautious and thinking about how to prevent the two of them, he has long regarded Mu Zigui and Qi Anning as brothers, as a family, four old companions, watching the sunrise and sunset together, talking about heroes together, there are arguments but no one focuses only on Yan Xiaoyue alone, and the three of them are rarely calm. Isn't that what they are?

After the Zhaohui Emperor's grand trip, the process was grand and tight, and the coffin was only stopped for seven days before the funeral, and the elderly Emperor Chunzhen led the civil and military officials to be buried in the imperial mausoleum, and entered the twenty-second year of Chunzhen.

With the melodious bells of large and small temples and Taoist temples, Yan Xiaoyue inevitably fell ill, fortunately there was no more high roasting, but she was in a coma all the time, she could feel that someone around her was talking, coming and going, but she couldn't open her eyes.

Jiang Siyan received the chief supervisor of the palace in the western room, and he was as rich as a landlord, but his expression was sad, holding a box in his hand, and he bowed to Jiang Siyan and said, "The old slave has seen Mrs. Jiang." I wonder if the Duchess of the Kingdom is okay? Oh, the Emperor Taishang finally decreed that the county lord should be the duchess of the country. ”

Jiang Siyan just nodded, "I've been sick, and I'm groggy and haven't been awake." I don't know what happened to Grandpa Xu's house? Who is guarding the imperial tomb of the Emperor Taishang? ”

"Naturally, it was the old slave who guarded it, but he was entrusted by the emperor to come to the mansion to see the master. There are also some things I want to discuss with Taifu. ”

Jiang Siyan invited people to sit down, served tea again, and drove out all the servants who were serving, "I don't know what the emperor has to say." ”

"The tomb of the emperor is buried."

The gentle sentence was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which shocked Jiang Siyan to lose his ability to speak, and it took a while for a while to widen his eyes, "What? ”

Gonggong Xu swallowed his saliva, "The Emperor Taishang found a good acupoint, looked at the ancestral tomb of the Jiang family from a distance, gave birth and made a secret decree, asking His Majesty to bury him there, and the old slave will also go there to guard the mausoleum in the future, but the old slave is a rootless person, and he is afraid that after the old slave leaves, the Emperor Taishang will have no descendants to sacrifice incense, so I came to tell the Taifu whether the mountain can be incorporated into the ancestral tomb of the Jiang family, so that the descendants of the Jiang family can add a fragrance and a candle in the future, and it is not in vain that the Emperor Taishang will take care of the Jiang family." ”

Jiang Siyan looked at Father-in-law Xu coldly, but Father-in-law Xu just stood there with his eyes and nose, not moving.

"Father-in-law Xu knows that it is not a crime to resist the decree and not respect it."

"As long as the Taifu agrees to the old slave, even if the old slave goes to accompany the emperor now, what's the difficulty. The Emperor Taishang began to be in poor health in the summer last year, but he repeatedly stopped everyone and did not let you know, although the Emperor Taishang did not say, but the old slave knew that he wanted to see you and the Duchess of the State, but he was afraid that the Duchess of the State would be sad again, and something bad would happen, so he had been enduring it, and when the Emperor was dying, he kept calling the names of you and the Duchess of the Kingdom, Taifu, not for anything else, but also for the sake of the Emperor Taishang's true feelings for you, and the old slave should be answered. Can you bear to watch the Emperor Taishang become a lonely grave? ”

Jiang Siyan endured and endured, and finally sighed, "You go to guard the mausoleum first, and when the lady is well, I will go to see the emperor." ”

Gonggong Xu got up and knelt on the ground, "The old slave thanked the Taifu, the old slave will go back, and the Emperor Taishang will be buried on the Deaf Mountain, adjacent to the ancestral tomb of the Jiang family, and the thousand-year-old house of you and your wife is looking at each other." ”

Jiang Siyan sent away Father-in-law Xu, sat on the edge of Yan Xiaoyue's bed, looked at the familiar and pale face, tears couldn't help but slide down, they were all thinking about her, they all wanted to be close to her, they couldn't get it before they died, and they didn't want to forget it after death, right? However, she is a lady, a person who lives and dies with him, for so many years, and he has endured it for so many years, isn't it enough? (To be continued.) )