Du Xiaomeng felt fortunate - fortunately, despite Meng Fei's objections, she packed all the delicious food on the large table in the hotel, and now put it safely under her feet, wrapping her fingers around the plastic bag to prevent the food from sliding due to the car's emergency braking.

When Du Xiaomeng accompanied Meng Fei to the electronic city to buy a mobile phone, his proposal made her faint.

Qing Dongling! He actually wanted to go to Qing Dongling!

"Long live Qiyu, do you know how far the Qing Dongling is from Beijing, it will take 200 kilometers to take the Beijing-Shenyang Expressway, and in the territory of Ma Lanyu under the jurisdiction of Zunhua, you won't tell me that you want to drive a long distance with your current driving skills."

"Even if something happens, do you dare to accompany me?" Meng Fei stared at her eyes with a wicked smile.

Xiaomeng was confused, and in an instant, all the past flashed in her mind, in fact, even if she went up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, she was willing to accompany him. But whether she wants it or not, the past is gone, she stubbornly raised her little face, bit her lip and said, "Don't dare!" ”

"Don't you dare?" Meng Fei carefully observed her expression, as if he wanted to see every pore of her clearly.

"Don't dare."

"Hehe, whether you dare or not, you've already come out with me, so I can't help you." As soon as he picked up Xiaomeng, he stuffed it into the BMW.

Xiaomeng screamed and struggled, but to no avail, she was still forced to start the journey to the Qing Dongling.

When the car drove up the highway, Xiaomeng made a phone call home to inform Ruan Xiangqin of the whereabouts of himself and Meng Fei. Meng Fei smiled and nodded: "What a good girl!" He stroked Xiaomeng's long hair.

"Don't mess it up, mess up my hair. Actually, I can understand why you are in a hurry to go to the Qing Dongling, after all, there are so many of your relatives there, in the past and present life, yin and yang are forever separated, and it is human nature to go to mourn. ”

Meng Fei turned his head and glanced at Xiaomeng deeply: "Thank you for understanding me so much, in fact, not only that, this month is the Qingming Festival, I checked it on the Internet, the emperor's mother is buried in Zhaoxi Mausoleum, I want to go and pay respects." ”

"Wow! I see. I thought you came out of me today just to buy something for Zhu Zhu? I didn't expect your city to be so deep, and you bought a car and a mobile phone, and now you are going to the Qing Dynasty again, you really deserve to be the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. Just say it all at once, you're welcome, don't surprise me again and again. ”

Meng Fei smiled bitterly: "Don't lose me so much." The matter of buying a car is indeed a temporary idea, as for going to the cemetery, whether you buy a car or not is to go, even if you don't accompany me, I have to go. ”

Xiao Mengwan smiled: "I'm joking with you, Your Majesty." Am I such a stingy person? ”

Ha ha! Meng Fei laughed: "Of course not. But now that I think about it, I feel very sorry for the emperor's mother, and I have failed the emperor's hard work. Now I know how great she is, she has shouldered the burden of the Qing Dynasty and cultivated Xuan Ye so well. ”

"It's not too late to know. The Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang is indeed great. The mother of a country, after three dynasties, how difficult it is. Go, go, I've got your back. ”

Meng Fei looked at Xiaomeng with a smile, and suddenly thought of a question: "By the way, how do you know that I am the Shunzhi Emperor Aixin Jueluo. Blessings? And it's not surprising at all that it takes it for granted. ”

Du Xiaomeng was caught off guard by the question, dumbfounded, and thought of changing the topic for a long time: "It was said that it was a heavenly machine, and the heavenly opportunity must not be revealed." Don't talk about that, why don't you turn on the stereo and let's listen to the song. You see, what about VCD? How awesome, a famous car is a famous car, it is so thoughtfully designed, and it is very comfortable to sit on. ”

She hurriedly turned on the stereo, and sang along with Jolin Tsai with her eyebrows. Meng Fei shook his head helplessly.

Three hours later, the car smoothly drove into the area of Changrui Mountain, west of Ma Lanyu. Surrounded by mountains, the peaks are green and verdant.

Meng Fei said with emotion: "It's been more than three hundred years, and I don't recognize this place for a long time. I remember that back then, I led people to hunt through here, jumped up to Fengtai Ridge, and was attracted by this feng shui treasure. Surrounded by mountains on three sides, the prospect is open, and the mountains are surrounded by a land that is as open as a mountain. On that day, I decided that this mountain king was lush and could be the Shou Palace, so I took off the white jade wrench worn by the thumb of my right hand and threw it down the hillside, and the place where the wrench fell was determined to be a hole. I didn't expect my descendants to follow the order, and I was very comforted. ”

Xiaomeng smiled: "I can't stand you, suddenly I am sad again, and the one who is so angry also gets up." You'd better be in the vernacular, I won't sound so awkward. ”

"I can't stand you, every time I confide in you, you have to interrupt, and you are not empathetic at all. If there had been a concubine who was so incomprehensible, I would have sent her into the cold palace a long time ago. ”

"Got it. Concubine Dong E is the most understanding and empathetic, isn't she? She is indeed the first virtuous concubine in the world, how many people can do the spirit of enduring humiliation, self-restraint, and self-sacrifice? ”

Meng Fei was happy: "It seems that you know my concubine very well. It's just wonderful. So today, spending so much money for Concubine Ai is really nothing? ”

"Stop! Stop! Stop! It seems that I have to repeat it. Concubine Dong E is Concubine Dong E, Zhu Zhu is Zhu Zhu, Zhu Zhu is not your virtuous concubine, not only does she not know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she also has no ...... Hey, forget it, forget it, don't talk about it, anyway, it's useless for you to say it. ”

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and the two did not dare to delay, so they went to buy some incense, candles, paper money, and offerings first. Before coming, Meng Fei had already checked the Internet very clearly, and he knew the layout of the entire mausoleum by heart. They went straight to the Zhaoxi Mausoleum, the mausoleum of the Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang was outside the Dongling Mausoleum by the edge of the gate, not in the mausoleum. The two were afraid of being seen by the administrator, so they secretly worshipped and went farther away to burn paper money. Meng Fei was very emotional, independent for a long time, sighed, and cried with his back to Xiaomeng. Xiaomeng peeked at him and couldn't bear to interrupt his sad feelings. Gu Zi was busy cleaning up the ground.

It was already half past four after the end of the mausoleum, and Meng Fei still wanted to see his princes, grandsons, daughters-in-law, and daughters in Dongling, so he had to buy two tickets and walk up along the divine road, which was lined with sculptures of more than a dozen pairs of animals and three pairs of civil officials and three pairs of military attachés.

Xiao Meng ignored Meng Fei's teasing and went to the car to pick up the leftovers from the hotel, she couldn't stand her hunger. At this moment, carrying leftovers and walking this divine path, the emotion in her heart was no less than that of Meng Fei, after all, some of the ancients buried here were the ones she had once gotten along. Along the way, she just looked at Meng Fei and didn't dare to talk to him. She felt that perhaps what he needed most at this moment was to remember quietly.

It's not Golden Week, and tourists are scarce. Generally, tourists visit the Eastern Tombs of the Qing Dynasty mainly to see the tombs of Kangxi, Qianlong, Empress Dowager Cixi and Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang. Kangxi's mausoleum was not opened, only a few magnificent golden glazed tile-roofed halls. The tombs of Qianlong, Empress Dowager Cixi and Concubine Xiang were excavated and made available for visitors to visit. Among them, the mausoleum of Qianlong is the most luxurious, carved beams and painted buildings, and it is splendid.

Meng Fei didn't care about his princes, grandsons, and daughters-in-law for the time being, but the first thing he went straight to was his own mausoleum. He lingered in the filial piety tomb for a long time, and there may only be his hidden clothes, but in reality, there are two queens buried together - Empress Xiaokang and Empress Xiaoxian. Empress Xiaokang is the biological mother of Emperor Kangxi, and Empress Xiaoxian is Concubine Dong E, who was posthumously honored as the empress after her death.

Meng Fei's eyes were red, in the past two months, although he had pursued Zhu Zhu, he also knew very well that his beloved, Wanru, who was the love of his life, had actually passed away. A wisp of incense was quietly buried under his feet, and he and her had said goodbye to her completely. He choked up and couldn't help himself.

When I saw him like this, I was not moved and burst into tears. After a long time, she held back her emotions and stepped forward to say a few words of relief. It's nothing more than a festival of condolences and the like. At the time of Concubine Dong's death, she had already returned to the 21st century, and she had seen many texts in historical materials describing the grief of Concubine Dong E's death, searching for life and burial. And this is the only time I really saw him grieve with my own eyes. She was relieved for a few words, and then she couldn't say any more. She couldn't tell whether Meng Fei was grieving about her Du Xiaomeng's death or Concubine Dong E's death.

The twilight is four, the mountain breeze blows, and it is cool to the bone. April here is still cool. Suddenly, Meng Fei whispered: "The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red a few times." How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. Du Xiaomeng understood, he only picked out some poems that fit his mood and read them casually, so she also went on to recite Cui Hu's "Title Capital City Nanzhuang": "Last year, in this gate today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

Meng Fei looked back and smiled at her, with a hint of sadness and sentimentality in his smile. "You must be hungry. Let's find a place to eat. Meng Fei's gentle voice was very lethal. Du Xiaomeng is crazy again - he wants to be gentle, he is really a fairy and can't resist it.

“OK！ Yes! I've been waiting for you for a long time. In order to hide his feelings, Xiaomeng pretended to be free and easy.

"Come on." He took the food from her hand with one hand and took her hand with the other.

Xiao Meng lowered his head and followed him with a blushing face. The two of them found a hillside to sit on the ground, opened the fast food box and ate a large piece. Xiaomeng was hungry, completely ignoring her image, Meng Fei looked at her and smiled: "You know what? There is a benefit to eating with you. ”

"What's the benefit?" She asked, blankly.

"It's going to be very appetizing," he said. Then he giggled.

"Hmph. If you have an appetite, you have an appetite, why laugh badly? What does that mean? "She hit him, and he flashed.

"Really, I really admire you, such an ordinary meal seems to be particularly delicious. What a five-star hotel, the meals made are not as good as the most ordinary daily meals in our imperial dining room. ”

"Huh, what about smugness? In fact, you don't know how to eat the least. Let me ask you, have you ever eaten the Manchu and Han banquets? ”

"What Manchu full seat?"

"Don't know yet, do you?" Xiao Meng triumphantly pointed to the Jingling Tomb behind him, where the Qing Shengzu Emperor Kangxi and the four queens of Xiaocheng, Xiaozhao, Xiaoyi, Xiaogong and the concubine Jingmin were buried. "Oh, your son is there, please ask him. It was he who invented it. He enjoys it a lot more than you will. The so-called Manchu and Han banquet is the most famous Chinese banquet in history formed by combining the essence of Manchu and Han cuisine. There are generally at least one hundred and eight kinds of dishes, which are eaten in three days. The Manchu and Han Dynasty banquets are made of a wide range of materials, fine materials, and all-encompassing delicacies from the mountains and seas. The cooking skills are superb and full of local characteristics. It not only highlights the special flavor of Manchu cuisine, but also shows the characteristics of Han cuisine, grilling, frying, stir-frying, boiling, roasting, etc., which is really a treasure of Chinese cuisine culture. ”

Meng Fei smiled freely: "Oh, since it is a collection of Han essence, it must be summarized on the original imperial meal, what is so rare?" Tell me the names of the one hundred and eight dishes, I've already tasted them. ”

"At least one hundred and eight, you can't remember to bully me, you can say whatever you say." Xiao Meng finished the last bite, took out a napkin from his carry-on bag, handed one to Meng Fei, and one to himself.

"Let's go."

"Let's go? But there are also Jingling, Yuling, Dingdongling...... In short, don't you have seen the princes, grandsons, and wives? Although it was already more than six o'clock in the evening, the sky was gloomy, and the mausoleum was overcast, Xiaomeng couldn't wait to go quickly, but he couldn't help but say kind words.

After finishing speaking, he repented and was about to change his words, Meng Fei preemptively said with great interest: "I forgot to buy flowers for my concubine, let's go to the back mountain to pick some." ”

"Ahh You're crazy, I'm not going. It's getting late, and it's terrible to go up to the mountains. I'm afraid of the dark, so I won't go. "In fact, there is a hall in the mausoleum area, there are walls, there are bridges, there are roads, very wide and smooth, except for the psychological troubles under the dark, there is actually no horror, but the back mountain is different, leave the cemetery, go to the mountain to pick mountain flowers and then come back to filial piety, this is really a three-year-old child will come up with a very irrational behavior.

"Afraid of what? There's me. If you don't go, you have to go, and you don't have to do any work if you are full of food and drink. Meng Fei took her hand and ran up the mountain, Xiaomeng struggled desperately. God, times have changed, but why does this young son of heaven not change his willful temper? All along, what he decided was to do it even if he was condemned by the world.

However, Xiaomeng has been afraid of the dark since he was a child, and he is especially afraid of ghosts. However, her imagination is particularly rich, usually once she watches a horror movie during the day, she will always hover the monsters in the movie in her mind, and she will never dare to stay in the room alone at night, let alone take a shower alone. Now going to the back mountain is almost killing her.

"If you don't go, please! I really don't dare, there will be ghosts. ”

"I'm sorry for you, I'll be back in a while. Don't worry, even if there are ghosts, they are my princes and grandsons, and when they see me, they have to kneel down for me, and they won't do anything to you. ”

"Dizzy. Wait, wait a minute, you don't have to go to the mountains to pick wreaths, we can go back to the gate and see if there are any for sale, there must be one for sale. Xiaomeng was anxious to grab him, but instead he grabbed her and forcibly pulled her to the woods.

"You know what? The mountains are relatively close. How interesting it is to pick your own flowers. ”

God, are all emperors self-righteous? Once a decision is made, no matter how absurd, no one can go against it.