When Emperor Tianlong returned to Beijing, the first thing he did was naturally to order the search for the palace of Dongping County.

Although there are people in the palace of Dongping County, there are still some old slaves who stay behind to disguise that there are still people in the mansion. In fact, from the mouths of these old slaves, people can know that Yan Shao has actually not appeared since Emperor Tianlong left Beijing to go to the Mulan paddock.

Naturally, none of the important objects in the county king's mansion were left, and all of them were taken away. The officials who searched for it could not find any important evidence of rebellion, and only suffered those who were close to Yan Shao on weekdays.

Yan Shao was prepared, but those people were not, and all kinds of items that recorded the relationship with Yan Shao became a talisman urging their family to decline.

Even the Chu family was raided by the imperial guards, and was once turned around in a mess. When the news reached Lin Qiantan's ears, Lin Qiantan only felt lucky.

When they went to the enclosure, it was the beginning of July, but when they returned, it was almost the end of the month, and the summer was far away, but the reckoning of Emperor Tianlong had just begun.

The city was full of wind and rain outside, and the imperial guards were arresting people everywhere, and every day there were always one or two former powerful families who were shackled and became prisoners, and were sent to prison cars like livestock.

And the Chu family, although they are also a little involved with Yan Shao, it is enough to exempt Lin Qiantan from the fate of death in his previous life.

Under such circumstances, almost all the banquets and gatherings in the capital were stopped, and even Yin Wei, who had always been actively looking for a marriage partner for her daughter, did not find relatives for Lin Bixiang.

For Lin Qiantan, it can also be regarded as a sigh of relief. Because she was afraid that she would marry the wrong family at this time, so as to bring disaster to the family, Yin Wei didn't dare to fight Lin Qiantan's idea for the time being.

Outside the window, the autumn is getting deeper, and the matter of Dong Yong, who was lively for a while, has gradually faded out of people's sight, and instead of it, the streets and alleys are all talking about the assassination of the emperor in the palace of Dongping County. Probably only people like Lin Qiantan who pay special attention to Dong Yong will notice that Dong Yong has become a frequent visitor to the Nanfeng Pavilion.

No one knows where Yan Shao went, but if he could run, the monk couldn't run the temple, and the huge Dongping County Mansion became the object of Emperor Tianlong's anger.

Once Qionglou Yuyu, but with the arrival of demolition craftsmen, it was completely demolished into a dead thing with no ornamental value. The county king's mansion was flattened, and there was no rubble.

At such a juncture, the Chu family held a low-key wedding.

Chu Ling's marriage was imminent, and Lin Qiantan, as her sister who had a good relationship, was invited by her to go to Chu's house to sleep with her for a night before marriage.

Lin Qiantan readily agreed. Lin Bixiang was just "invited" into the palace by Princess Jinhua.

Lin Qiantan just copied the disrespectful words that Lin Bixiang usually thought no one heard at home, and kindly sent them to Jinhua, who was about to be married to Rongguo, for appreciation and appreciation.

She came to the Chu family again, and there was no change in her eyes, except that there were still a few traces of being trampled and destroyed by a group of rude imperial guards in each courtyard.

Chu Lingyuan got married, and the wedding date was naturally not tomorrow, but this was the last day he stayed at his parents' house.

She had nothing to do, and took Lin Qiantan to see her dowry, and when Lin Qiantan saw the Jinghua dream picture that was used as a dowry in a pile of cages, she was startled.

Chu Ling naturally saw it too.

She also didn't expect that her mother would give her this painting, which was said to be a favorite of her grandfather!

And she remembered that Lin Qiantan seemed to like it too.

Lin Qiantan took out the painting that was still sealed in the glass, and couldn't help but take a few more looks, thinking of many legends related to it.

Chu Ling didn't know the origin of such a painting, and seeing that Lin Qiantan liked it, he bluntly said that he wanted to give it to Lin Qiantan.

Lin Qiantan hesitated for a moment and accepted it.

It's not that she has any ambitions for this so-called treasure of the Xia Dynasty. It's because such a thing is just a slightly valuable calligraphy and painting in Chu Ling's hands, but in her hands, it is completely different.

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At the same time, in a small house somewhere in the capital, Xia Sanniang was sitting alone in the house, a small two-bedroom and one-courtyard house, and there was not even a difference between the front and back houses, which was the place where Wang Ergou settled in Beijing.

Wang Ergou brought his mother and brother into the capital, so he naturally had to arrange for them.

Although he himself is not here now, there is a girl named Fengguang who came from Qianshi Village in advance in the courtyard to do some chores on his behalf, Xia Sanniang and Wang Dagou came over and could move in directly.

Xia Sanniang has lived for many days, and she seems to be very unaccustomed to such a narrow **, and she can't help but complain about why her younger son doesn't buy a bigger house. Fengguang smiled: "Childe lives alone, I guess I didn't think about it so much at that time."

Xia Sanniang listened and didn't speak again.

Most of the servants in the family were still dealing with the luggage left in Qianshi Village on the road behind, only Xia Sanniang's mother and son came first, and this small mansion was actually just enough to live in for the time being.

Wang Dagou is not like his mother, he likes it very much, Xia Sanniang looked at it and shook his head: "How many times have I told you, what kind of identity you have, what kind of house you should live in."

Wang Dagou also smiled: "Mother forgot, we are just a fisherman who came to the capital to take refuge with relatives, and it is naturally just right to live in such a house." But since his mother wasn't used to it, he had better go back and find a bigger house.

Wang Ergou took his mother and brother over, but he didn't show up for many days, but the mother and son didn't worry much about him, they just thought that he had gone to gamble on silver again.

Wang Dagou also laughed and said that he didn't know the way in the capital, but he couldn't go to the gambling house to find out his younger brother.

Xia Sanniang glanced at the corners of the imperial city that were faintly visible in half of the sky, and her eyes showed a look of nostalgia, as if she was looking at Wang Dagou, but her mind had already drifted far away, and said: "No matter how big the capital is, it is just something that will not change, and if you move around more, you will naturally become familiar with it."

Wang Dagou answered, and went out again.

When Xia Sanniang was the only one left in the house, her eyes looking at the direction of the imperial city really became sharp, as if she had thought of something very unpleasant.

Xia Sanniang is a little old, as the mother of two teenage sons, she is only thirty or forty, but she is still as delicate as she is about twenty years old.

Mo said that she was regarded as an immortal goddess in a small place like Qianshi Village, even if she was compared to the capital, I am afraid that there were many high-ranking female dependents with sallow complexions, and they could not compare to her at all.

At this time, although she looked outside, her attention did not ignore the house, Wang Dagou was taking the hoe that Wang Ergou threw there and chopping firewood. On an autumn day, the weather was a little cold, and there was not enough firewood in the house, and he was afraid that his mother would feel cold at night.

Xia Sanniang naturally understood, there was a trace of warmth in her heart, and then compared with the younger son, the only thing left was dissatisfaction with the younger son.