A quiet room.

Chu Weilin sat on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at the old ancestor.

Liu wept silently, until it was getting dark outside, and she slowly turned her head to take a look: "Is this the sun setting?" ”

Chu Weilin came back to her senses: "Has it been so long?" ”

Su Shui came in with a lampstand: "Just after noon, clouds rose outside, and it was about to rain. ”

Chu Weilin was about to say something when there was a noise outside the hall.

The Queen Mother came quickly, and even waved away a few palace maids who wanted to support her, she seemed to have just woken up and heard the bad news, she simply put on her clothes, and even her hair was not combed neatly.

The Queen Mother didn't look at Chu Weilin and Liu, and went straight to the bed: "Anyang? Anyang! ”

There was no rise or fall in the ancestor's chest.

The Queen Mother's body shook, and she stretched out her hand to shake the hand of the old ancestor, which was already cold.

Tears flowed from the corners of her wrinkled eyes, and the Queen Mother murmured: "Anyang, you will actually walk in front of the mourning family." ”

Chu Weilin's throat was astringent, and she could see that the Queen Mother's grief did not seem to be fake.

Only old people understand life and death, and it is clear that she is the one who has one foot in the coffin, but she has to watch An Yang die.

Full of sadness, when the eldest princess came in, she was almost overwhelmed by the atmosphere inside, she helped the queen mother to sit down on the eight immortal chairs on the side: "Queen Mother......"

The Queen Mother shook her head and stopped the eldest princess's words of persuasion: "The mourning family knows what you want to say, those words, in the past few decades, the mourning family has heard it countless times." ”

The eldest princess frowned slightly and lowered her eyes.

"The white-haired man sends the black-haired man. It doesn't hurt much more than this. For you, Anyang is your sister and an old man with four generations in the same house, but for the mourning family, Anyang is the niece of the mourning family. The Queen Mother sighed, "The mourning family often thinks about why they have to live so long, stay in this world, and watch one by one leave the mourning family." How many children the first emperor left can be up to now. It's not more than a hand! How many people have been sent by the mourning family! The mourning family doesn't want to send ...... anymore."

The eldest princess bowed her head. Squatted down in front of the Queen Mother, folded his hands on the Queen Mother's knees, pursed his lips, and tears gathered in his eyes.

She was the eldest daughter of the first emperor. She watched her younger siblings be born. No matter how much pickled things there are in the harem. It doesn't matter if she was estranged or close to them when she was a child, but they were blood relatives.

Premature death, death from illness, confession of sin......

For decades, she stood behind the Queen Mother. As many people as the Queen Mother sent, she sent as many people as she sent.

Now there are only four people left, including her, Shengshang, King Chong and King De.

Not a single hand is gone.

As if sensing the eldest princess's mood, the Queen Mother patted her lightly on the back of her hand: "The mourning family is tired, the mourning family has sent her in-laws, her husband, and her sons and daughters......"

When the saint crossed the threshold with one foot, he heard the words "son and daughter", and he was stunned.

The Queen Mother didn't realize it, and murmured in a low voice: "The mourning family once said to Anyang that the most envious of the mourning family is Concubine Changrong, the concubine is a real understanding person and a comfortable person, teasing her grandson, and living comfortably." is a sad family, in fact, they are also very envious of Anyang. Anyang has always been lively, how many girls in Beijing have joked and talked in front of Anyang, and every year during the New Year, how many wives and grandmothers can get together. That kind of liveliness is different from the hustle and bustle of the first pile of people in the palace. The mourning family gives drama every year, but in fact, I hate to go to Anyang to experience it. Anyang complained earlier, saying that the incense was not prosperous, but last year, how many people did the Chang family have? But Anyang is ......"

The eldest princess blinked, tears fell on the back of her hand, she wanted to wipe it, but she heard someone next to her gasp, she hurriedly turned around and met the four eyes of the saint.

The Queen Mother also raised her head, looked at the saint with red eyes, and said, "Are you also here to send Anyang?" ”

Sheng Shang nodded silently, standing in front of the bed, last night the ancestor clearly recalled the old capital style with him, but today he ......

With his hands behind his back, he was silent for a long time, and the saint said word by word: "Is the queen mother blaming me?" ”

The Queen Mother looked at the back of the saint and did not speak.

The saint smiled bitterly, with a little sadness in his words: "It was I who asked you to send your own son, and the life of the third emperor brother was lost in my hands." ”

The Queen Mother's heart ached, she sat down on the chair softly, and wept: "If the mourning family doesn't send him, it will send you." This is royalty. ”

In royal battles, there has always been only the king and the loser, and there are no parents and brothers.

The saint ascended the throne, King Yong tried to usurp the throne in vain, at that time, there was always a life and death, for the Queen Mother, she understood politics, imperial power, human nature, she understood everything, she never blamed anyone for the death of King Yong.

She only blames herself, it was her partiality and favor that made King Yong embark on the road of no return, and it was she who cut off King Yong's way of life.

Obviously, the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, but it can't become such a situation.

As a harem woman, she has experienced the three queens of the first emperor and several concubines, she is the winner of the palace fight, but as a mother, she is a complete loser.

The saint looked at the old ancestor and smiled lightly: "Yes, this is the royal family." Anyang, you understand, don't you......"

Turning back to the Queen Mother, the Holy Lord saluted the Queen Mother and said, "Queen Mother, Anyang's death, I will give an explanation to the Chang family." ”

The Queen Mother bowed slightly: "Anyang died because of you." ”

The saint left the Cihui Palace, and the queen mother sat in the side hall for an hour before letting the palace people come in and serve the ancestors to change their clothes and makeup.

The Liu clan struggled to stand up and combed the old ancestor's hair with Chu Weilin.

The Queen Mother was supported by the eldest princess and took a look, and said, "Let's arrange for Anyang to return home in a while." In this palace, even the mourning family is too lonely, let alone Anyang. Go back, send one to Anyang. ”

Chu Weilin Fu responded.

When the fine Nanmu coffin was delivered to Changfu, Chu Lunxin almost fell to the ground.

Chang Hengchen suppressed the shock in his heart, and asked the chamberlain who sent the coffin in a low voice: "Our ancestor ...... her"

The chamberlain bowed his head and said, "I'll be back home soon." Mr. Chang, please mourn. ”

The word mourning overwhelmed the last expectation in my heart, and I don't know which one cried first, and the crying continued for a while.

Chu Weilin and the Liu family supported each other, helped the ancestor to get on the soft sedan chair, and went all the way to the palace gate.

Chang Henghan and Chang Hengmiao greeted them, they had just seen the coffin out of the palace with their own eyes, how could they not know the situation, and they both knelt down in front of the soft sedan chair. Knocked three heads heavily.

Chang Hengchen and Chang Hengyi also rushed outside the palace gate. People are middle-aged, but they cry like children. did not let the chamberlain carry the sedan chair, and the four brothers carried the sedan chair to welcome the ancestor back home.

From the palace gate to the Changfu. All the way. Everybody knows it. The ancestor of the Chang family has passed away.

At the gate of the weeping flowers, Tu Shi and Chu Lunxin led the juniors to kneel in a courtyard, sobbing.

The mourning hall was propped up. Waiting for the ancestor to change the longevity clothes, send them into the coffin, and send obituaries to various mansions, it seems to be orderly, but everyone is in a state of confusion.

Liu lost his mind in the past two days, and sat quietly on the side, silent.

Chu Weilin told everyone about the cause of the ancestor's death.

Chu Weilin didn't dare to hide the ins and outs, how Chu Weiwan said it, she conveyed it, but she didn't mention a word about those inferences and suspicions.

It's about the royal battle, since the saint will give Changfu an explanation, why should she be so reckless?

Besides, the truth is never what she guesses, nor what the Holy Lord and the Queen Mother understand, but what the Holy Lord finally decides.

When she was a little free, Chu Weilin wrote a letter to Chang Yuyun, thinking that she should leave for Jinzhou after the year, but in the end, Chang Yuyun was going to return to Beijing from Jinzhou.

In the distance, she heard the sound of chanting scriptures in the mourning hall, Chu Weilin put down her pen and slowly walked towards the mourning hall.

The Changfu has been replaced with a white lantern, the maid is a plain dress, and in the mourning hall, there are people kneeling densely, Chu Weilin found his seat and knelt down, looking up at the spirit card.

Seven days of silence.

Chang Hengxi, who had not been to Changfu for several years, stumbled in, knelt in front of the spirit and cried bitterly.

Ye Yushu's matter, she hated and blamed, she also forgave and forgiven, she understood the choice of her ancestors, why didn't she choose between her mother and her husband's daughter?

The ancestors also understand, they all know that breaking off contact is the most beneficial to Chang Hengxi's position, Chang Hengxi broke off with his mother's family according to the meaning of the ancestors, but it wasn't until she heard the news of her mother's death that she suddenly realized.

No face, position, or lining can be exchanged for life.

What she lost was the opportunity for Cheng Huan to fall under her knees, the last time she talked to her ancestor turned out to be a few years ago!

Chang Hengxi fainted from crying in front of the spirit, and when she woke up, she didn't know what it was, Chu Lunxin hugged her and cried for two quarters of an hour, and Chang Hengxi came back to her senses a little.

He Shi came to offer incense, and she whispered to Chu Weilin: "The old lady has been reading, it is clear that she can't delay this winter, how can it be that the ancestor Chang took the first step." You returned to Beijing because of the old lady, but you sent the old ancestor. ”

Chu Weilin smiled bitterly and shook her head, she thought, this is fate.

Seven days later, the men sent their ancestors up the mountain.

When I returned, there was some news from the palace.

The little prince woke up, but he was demented, and Concubine Liu Xian, who had not rested for several days, couldn't stand such stimulation and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Maybe it's a shame, maybe it's compensation, the saint has issued several holy decrees, Concubine Liu Xian is the imperial concubine, and all the children of the Liu family who are officials in the court have benefited.

Chu Weilin lit incense in front of the spiritual seat of the old ancestor.

The imperial concubine is only one step away from the queen, but this is this step, and there are very few people in history who can cross it.

There is only one queen, and there is only one imperial concubine, and Concubine Liu Xian has been promoted, so the original imperial concubine is already at the end of the road.

The imperial concubine has fallen, the third prince cannot be alone, the little prince is out of his mind, even if Liu Siqiong becomes the imperial concubine, what can she do?

The little prince has no possibility of becoming a big treasure, Liu Siqiong and the Liu family now want to embarrass the Chang family again, and want to avenge Liu Silu, and the emperor will not listen to the pillow wind, after all, the ancestor died because of him.

The ancestor used his life in exchange for the weight of the Chang family's survival.

"Putting it to death and then being born," Chu Weilin bowed with incense, inserted the incense into the incense burner, and then said in a low voice, "Ancestor, you must have calculated this situation, haven't you?" ”

This road is by no means something that the ancestor can walk out of alone, no matter how decent she is, it is impossible for her to do her feet in the Lantern Festival through the imperial dining room.

The person behind it, Xu is the Queen Mother, Xu is the Holy Lord, and Xu is other people with scheming, they showed the way to the old ancestor, and the old ancestor walked down without hesitation.

Chu Weilin thought, she admired her ancestors, how many people could be ruthless to themselves?

In such a situation, the ancestors knew underground, and they should also be smiling, she is seeking benevolence.

During the filial piety period, the Liu family could not enter the palace to visit the little prince and her sister, but someone from the Liu family went there, and came back to look for the Liu family.

After closing the door for half an hour, no one knew what he had said, only that Liu had smashed a cloisonné enamel appreciation bottle.

Chu Weilin was folding paper money, and after listening to what she said, she thought, probably because of the situation that she couldn't get up or down at the moment.

Sesame seeds, watermelon, there is nothing left, which is not intended to be a blow to Liu.

Halfway through February, Chang Yuyun rushed back to the capital.

When Chu Weilin heard the arrival of Li De'an's family, she thought that she had passed the wrong word, Jinzhou and the capital were all over the world, so she must have returned to Beijing non-stop after receiving the letter.

Putting on a cloak, Chu Weilin hurriedly arrived outside the ancestral hall, and from a distance, she saw Chang Yuyun coming quickly, getting closer, and seeing the familiar appearance, her nose was sore, and she almost cried.

Chang Yuyun hurried for days, looking tired, he gently hugged Chu Weilin: "Linlin, I'm back, don't worry about it." ”

Chu Weilin's tears were falling, and after these two months of uneasy days, someone could finally share with her.

Chang Yuyun entered the side hall, looked up at the brand-new tablet, and after a long time, he withdrew again.

The husband and wife returned to Ji Jinyuan in silence.

Since the old ancestor went, Chu Weilin did not move back to Shiqing Hutong, and she couldn't live in Songling Courtyard all the time, so she simply cleaned up Ji Jinyuan and lived in.

Chang Yuyun changed his clothes, and after a little freshening, he sat down in the east room, and Chu Weilin took out an ebony box from the inner room and pushed it in front of him.

"This is specially left to me by my ancestors." Chu Weilin opened the box.

Chang Yuyun took it out and looked at it, and his eyebrows tightened: "These, I'm afraid it's all the belongings that the ancestor pinched in his hands." ”

In the past, because it was a letter, Chu Weilin was not easy to write too straightforwardly, but now he let people guard the middle room and explain to Chang Yuyun in detail.

From her return to the capital, to the old ancestor and a few brothers and sisters funny, to the conversation with her in the small Buddha hall in those few nights, to the last time the ancestor entrusted the box before entering the palace, no matter how big or small, she didn't dare to miss it at all.

These details, although they were a month or two ago, but in these days, Chu Weilin has been reminiscing and combing, and at this time, those past events are vivid.

After Chang Yuyun listened, his eyes were already red, his hand rubbed the ebony box, and said in a deep voice: "Linlin, we have all seen the end of the Chang family, relive a lifetime, I thought that I had tried my best to do something for this family, but at this moment I understand, my determination and my efforts are not as good as the ancestors, and no one can compare to her." (To be continued.) )

PS: On the last day of 2015, thank you for your support and ~~~~~~~ this year