When Xiaozhuang was only less than a meter away from the dragon case, his body suddenly stopped, and an extremely sad emotion lingered around him, making the people present lower their heads one by one, not daring to raise their eyes to look at her. I saw Xiaozhuang's eyes staring directly at the brown box on the dragon case, his eyes were instantly red, and tears were in his eyes, turning again and again, but he couldn't drip down.

After a few minutes, Xiaozhuang stepped forward slowly, picked up the locket with both hands, and gently pressed his cheek on it. He slowly sat down on the ground.

Seeing this, Wu Yue stepped forward to help, but he was stopped by Shunxi, who was guarding Xiaozhuang's side, with his eyes.

Wu Yue looked puzzled, but still followed Shunxi's advice and did not step forward. Fu Shan kept his head on the ground all the time, not raised, and the place where his head was clubbed, I don't know when, was already soaked.

At this moment, Xiaozhuang slowly sat up straight, and looked at the direction of Wutai Mountain with his eyes through the open door of the upper study. I don't know what else is going on in my mind.

Wu Yue frowned, but finally mustered up the courage, stepped forward, and squatted in front of Xiaozhuang.

"Grandmother, my father has already ascended to the Western Bliss. That was the yearning of my father. Your old man's body is important, don't drag your body down because of excessive grief. Wu Yue said softly.

Xiaozhuang slowly withdrew her gaze and looked sideways at Wu Yue, and the tears that were about to drop were quickly wiped away by her suddenly raised hand.

"Xuan Ye, help the imperial grandmother up." Xiaozhuang let out a long sigh and said.

Wu Yue hurriedly got started, his arms were slightly forced, and he helped him up.

After getting up, Xiaozhuang hugged the brown box tightly with both hands, as if he was afraid of falling off, slowly turned around, and walked slowly towards the palace gate.

Wu Yue couldn't understand what Xiaozhuang meant at this moment. I can only stand there stupidly.

Walking to Xiaozhuang at the gate of the palace, he felt that the May illness did not follow, so he stopped and looked at Wu Yue with a sideways face.

"Let's go. Go to the temple with the imperial grandmother. Xiaozhuang said in a deep voice, turned around and walked out.

Shunxi followed, but before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by Xiaozhuang, who had stopped.

"You don't have to go along." Xiaozhuang said, turned around, and looked at Sandezi and Li Dong who were following behind Wu Yue, "Don't follow me." ”

Sandezi and Li Dong bowed, and then quickly retreated to the upper study.

At this moment, Wu Yue put the "Forty-two Chapters Sutra" into his pocket, frowned and stepped forward, supported Xiaozhuang, and walked in the direction of Taimiao.

About half an hour later, Xiaozhuang and Wu Yue arrived at the Taimiao.

Xiaozhuang, who entered the Taimiao, strode directly to the main hall of the tribute table full of ancestral tablets, put its brown box on it with both hands, and then leaned over, took out a tablet from the bottom of the table, and placed it on it.

Wu Yue looked at it intently.

"It's the tablet of Emperor Shunzhi!" Wu Yue said secretly in his heart.

"It seems that in Xiaozhuang's heart, he has never given up on this son, and the mother and son have a deep affection." Wu Yue said silently in his heart, stepped forward slowly, knelt down on the futon, and bowed respectfully to the many tablets placed in front of him.

Xiaozhuang, on the other hand, took a few tribute incense sticks from the offering table, lit them on the lantern next to them, and then bowed slightly to the tablets, then got up, inserted the tribute incense into the incense burner, and sat sideways on the table and chair next to it.

After Wu Yue bowed deeply, he stood up and stood beside Xiaozhuang with his head bowed.

Xiaozhuang's eyes were leveled at the front of the Taimiao, silent, and Wu Yue, who was standing next to him, did not dare to say anything at this moment, so he could only wait quietly, and Xiaozhuang woke up from his contemplation.

Time passed rapidly, and Wu Yue felt that time had passed really long, and he had never felt it like this. The main thing is that the torment from the depths of his soul makes his heart tugging all the time. I don't know what Xiaozhuang wants to say to myself.

In the end, Wu Yue secretly said in his heart, "No, I have to find a topic." If this continues, I really don't know how long this old ancestor will last. I'll have to keep waiting in fear. ”

Wu Yue still couldn't hold on, so he escaped from his arms and handed it to Xiaozhuang with both hands.

"Imperial grandmother, this is left by my father to my grandson. The grandson didn't know what it meant. Ask the imperial grandmother to solve the doubts for her grandson. Wu Yue said in a deep voice.

Xiaozhuang turned his face slightly and looked at the scripture, but he didn't raise his hand and took it, but said with a solemn face, "Grandson, this scripture was left to you by your father." You keep it safe. ”

Xiaozhuang did not directly respond to Wu Yue's words, which made Wu Yue's heart tremble.

"Is there really any Qing treasure here?" In Wu Yue's heart, he couldn't help but sigh.

But after thinking about it, Wu Yue couldn't figure it out.

"I am the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, if the "Forty-two Chapters of the Classic" implies the treasure of the Qing Dynasty, why didn't she tell me? Could it be that she is still the ancestor of the Qing Dynasty, rich in armor for the whole world, and still cares about the treasure of the Qing Dynasty? ”

When Xiaozhuang saw Wu Yue at this moment, his expression became puzzled, and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking for a while, so he said in a deep voice, "Grandson, this scripture contains the biggest secret since I entered the customs in the Qing Dynasty, and among the rumors, the treasure left by the former Ming Dynasty." ”

"Is there really a treasure?" When Wu Yue heard this, his eyes instantly widened.

Xiaozhuang shook his head, "This matter is a rumor, and the imperial grandmother has also heard about it, until now, the palace has not figured it out." Since your father has left this scripture for you, it means that he firmly believes that the treasure of the Qing Dynasty exists. ”

Wu Yue nodded vigorously, with an excited glint on his face.

Xiaozhuang shook his head gently, "Grandson, this palace knows that the current imperial court is the time to use money, and the imperial treasury is empty, and you are struggling." However, the Imperial Grandmother would like to advise you not to set your mind on this treasure. ”

"This, it's just a rumor, the imperial grandmother hopes that you will put your mind on the court and find a way to be self-reliant and make up for such a big gap in the court."

"Even if the ancestors really left you a treasure, the imperial grandmother hopes that you can continue it and leave it for future generations."

Xiaozhuang said with a serious face.

Hearing this, Wu Yue shook his head helplessly.

"Imperial grandmother, the imperial court is now repairing rivers, providing disaster relief everywhere, building porridge sheds, giving food to the people, surviving difficulties together, and taking the opportunity to collect the hearts of the people. At this time, I was short of money. Wu Yue couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.