Huaiyu stood beside Mrs. Duan gently, quietly listening to her grandmother's explanation.

Old Madam Duan trembled and took Huaiyu's hand and looked at it for a while.

For so many years in Yundu, she eats fasting and recites Buddha every day, and has been praying for the children, and now her two sons have returned safely, and her granddaughter is about to get married.

"Jade girl."

The old lady took Huaiyu's hand and thought of Huaiyu's mother, and a line of muddy tears hung on her old, wrinkled face.

"Grandmother." Huaiyu also felt a burst of sadness in his heart, but the old man was not in good health and came from afar, so it was not appropriate to be sad at this time.

Huaiyu said coquettishly: "Why did my grandmother cry when she saw Huaiyu, should she not want to see Huaiyu?" ”

"You." The old lady naturally knew Huaiyu's intentions, so she also collected her tears, and asked, "We almost know about you and Zhao Shizi, and my grandmother wants to ask you face to face, is the jade girl really willing to marry Zhao Yan?" ”

It must be known that Zhao Yan is surnamed Zhao after all.

The old lady has never met Zhao Yan yet, and her understanding of Zhao Yan is only passed on by word of mouth, and she knows very little about the relationship between Huaiyu and him.

But Zhao Yan's surname is Zhao, which is always an indisputable fact.

"Grandmother, Huaiyu has long decided that he will not marry in this life." Huaiyu was soft-spoken, but unusually firm.

"Good. Good. The old lady even said a few good things, "As long as it is the choice of the jade girl, my grandmother will support it." ”

"Thank you, grandmother."

Looking at the youngest of her granddaughters in front of her, although she was as well-behaved and clever as before, she was a little softer than before, not as cold as before.

The old lady has mixed tastes in her heart.

Huaiyu's parents died and she was alone, and the old lady had been counting it all along, so that Jingmo married Yu'er, which could be regarded as having a dependence.

After Jingmo came back from the underworld, the old lady also saw Jingmo's child's thoughts, and thought it was a matter of course, but she didn't expect that a Zhao banquet came halfway.

The old lady always thought that with Huaiyu's temperament, except for revenge, no one in the world could enter her heart, but she didn't expect that the sky was pitiful, and finally made this girl's heart less bitter.

"When, bring the child to grandmother."

"That's as it should be, grandmother doesn't say, he is also ready to wait for his grandmother and aunt to settle down, and then come to visit in person."

The old lady was sad for a while.

was assigned to Yundu for seven or eight years, lived in the small courtyard of the people of Yundu, and after coming back, he didn't even have a place to live, so he could only live in someone else's house temporarily.

Although Mrs. Xu is warm and generous, she can still feel under the fence.

Huaiyu talked to the old lady for a long time before leaving the old lady's residence and returning to her room.

The days go by day by day, and the idle time passes relatively slowly.

These days, the emperor seems to have forgotten her as the "general of Zhenxi", although he has named this general, he has never asked her to go to court every day, and even in addition to the holy decree of the day, even the shadow disappeared later, it seems that the matter of General Feng is just a joke.

Huaiyu is also happy to be idle.

Uncle Gu, who was far away in Anqing, heard that she had become the general of Zhenxi, so he sent a letter worriedly, and explained to her not to be rash.

How could she be rash?

If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, what she is planning is the Zhao family, although the soldiers can fight each other to defeat the city, but if the name is not right, even if the city is occupied, it will not last long.

The three cities of Yundu are just extraordinary moments and extraordinary moves.

Now that the famine has passed, the people are eager for stability, and if they fight again, they will only gain more than they lose.

Then be a Zhenxi general in peace.

In addition to listening to Koyanagi's daily report on how people in Kyoto are saying bad things about themselves every day, Huaiyu often walks around Zhengyang Street in disguise.

In autumn and winter, the bustling Zhengyang Street has no sense of gloom, and it is still as busy as usual.

Huaiyu and Koyanagi are one after the other.

Sister Chichi said that she wanted to find a shop in Kyoto and open Yurodo, and now she has bought a three-entry shop in a crowded place on the east side of Zhengyang Street.

The two of them walked and walked to this place.

The three characters of Jielutang are still the original words of the Duan family's Jielu Medicine Hall, vigorous and powerful, silver hook iron painting, the only strange point is that there is a little more in the mouth of each word, as if it was written wrongly.

This word was written by the ancestors of the Duan family when they created the Jielutang, and the rubbings have been passed down, and the name of each branch of the Jielutang must be according to this word.

In Daqing, people may not know the Duan family, but they must recognize the three typos.

After looking at the big words on the plaque at the door for a while, he stepped into the Yulu Hall.

Although it has just been opened, there are many people who come and go to see a doctor and sell medicine, and the medicine boys are so busy that they don't even notice that Huaiyu has come in.

Huaiyu didn't see the voices of the three sisters, and when she was wondering, a person suddenly bumped into her, but fortunately, she stood very steady and was not knocked to the ground.

The man didn't even say a word of apology, and hurried away.

"Stop! Stop! Xiao Liu shouted in a sharp voice, "What kind of person, this is this, I ran away like this after hitting someone." ”

"That's it, maybe there's something urgent."

Seeing that everyone in the medicine hall was looking over to this side, Huaiyu hurriedly covered Xiao Liu's mouth as he spoke loudly, Xiao Liu stared at him and waved his hand at everyone embarrassedly.

Only then did Huaiyu notice that a nine-inch-long, green and dazzling mirror had fallen from the ground.

"Hey, what is this?" Xiaoliu also noticed it, bent down to pick it up, looked at it over and over again, and handed it to Huaiyu, "It's a mirror, it's pretty good." ”

Huaiyu took it, looked at it carefully, and saw that this mirror was different from the usual makeup, the front was clear and transparent, the portrait was clearly visible, and the back had a coiled dragon three feet and four inches long, with teeth and claws, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and the shape was vivid and abnormal.

Huaiyu turned his head and looked at the bustling Zhengyang Street from the gate of the Jielu Medicine Hall, silently searching for the figure of Fang Cai.

A person with a panicked look who dropped such a strange mirror?

I looked at the mirror in my hand again, and saw that the figure of the man was undoubtedly a man, a big man, and he was away with a mirror on his body, isn't it a miracle.

"Girl, this mirror is more magical than what Xiao Yanagi has seen before, and the portrait inside is so clear, it is really a rare treasure."

Seeing her eyes shining, Huaiyu couldn't help laughing.

"It's a treasure, yes, but—"

"But what?"

"I always felt like there was some secret in it."