Ziyi said it one by one, Jing Yuzhao listened to these families who were almost running for the horse, waved his hand to show that it didn't matter, so he asked Ziyi to retreat.

"Hey, Ziyi, how did you dress up today?" Zi Dai curiously grabbed Zi Yi. When Jing Yuzhao heard the words, he saw that Ziyi was wearing a palace maid's dress with a waist today, and his face was also carefully flowered, and he also wore a golden begonia flower on his ears, and the hairpin was also a begonia flower. The usual purple clothes are frizzy and casual, and the gap between the front and back is a little large, so it's no wonder that Zidai is not used to it.

"I'm pretty today, now our Wuyuan is not an ordinary place, I also have to dress up more spiritually."

Waiting for Ziyi to retreat, Zidai changed Jing Yuzhao's clothes, Jing Yuzhao asked, "Speaking of which, how many of you are old, will your spring heart sprout?" ”

Zi Dai looked calm, "No, anyway, the slaves and maids don't have it, there are eunuchs and guards in this palace, and the slaves and maids don't like it, besides, there are regulations in the palace, and you can't get along with the guards, and the eunuchs are even worse." The slave maid didn't have this idea, so she wanted to follow the princess all the time, and she would be the aunt in charge in the future. ”

Jing Yuzhao chuckled, "You, I trust you the most, and I can't do without you, but if you find someone you really love, tell me, I will help you." ”

Zi Dai shook her head, "The slave doesn't want to get married, so she wants to follow the princess all the time." ”

"Okay, well, when I leave the palace and build a mansion, I will definitely let you be the aunt in charge, you must be the youngest aunt in charge."

Zi Dai laughed, Jing Yuzhao grabbed her wrist, "Zi Dai, tomorrow you are in the Wuwu Courtyard, I will take the cold moon with me." It dawned on me that at a time like this, someone could take advantage of it. ”

"The princess is ......"

"Yes, also, if there are good seedlings to cultivate, there should be a few green generation who take the lead." Purple is the first-class palace maid of the Wuyuan, and green is the second-class palace maid.

"The slave and maid understand."

The Tianqing Emperor's Mausoleum has been under construction. The imperial mausoleum that Emperor Yuan Zhen planned for himself was very grand, and it took a lot of manpower and material resources, but he didn't expect that it would be Jing Yu who used it first. The relatives of the emperors and emperors of Tianqing are buried here, and this time Jing Yu's cemetery is only a side mausoleum next to the main mausoleum, the scale is not very large, and the burial is also in accordance with the prince's courtesy.

It was a gloomy day, and Jing Yuzhao was dressed in plain white palace clothes and followed the eldest princess to the back of the mausoleum procession. Martial law has been imposed on the streets, and white ghost money is sprinkled. In front are thirty-six people carrying the coffin, followed by hundreds of civil and military officials, and then behind are the emperor's relatives and relatives. In fact, this one is already simple, minus the general ceremony.

Out of the capital, all the way to the east of the Wolong Mountain Imperial Mausoleum. The coffin is put into the mausoleum, and the people outside kneel and salute under the loud announcement of the ceremonial official, and the ceremony is over, the craftsman puts down the "tap stone", and the mausoleum is sealed.

The sky was drizzling, and it was raining in this winter, and it was very cold. Zidai put a cloak on Jing Yuzhao, and everyone left one after another with umbrellas. Jing Yuzhao went to Sima Mansion as agreed with Gu Jue. Tomorrow is the day of Sima Nuo's burial, and today they will go to a pillar of incense, and tomorrow, she will not come to see him off.

Sima Yu didn't hit the umbrella either, staring at Jing Yuzhao who walked into Sima Mansion from the gate. She is dressed in white, with a hairpin with white flowers on her head, a green silk waterfall, a plain and delicate face, and she is holding an oil-paper umbrella.

"Sima Shizi, what's wrong? Lead the way. Jing Yuzhao frowned lightly, why didn't this guy move. A few days ago, Sima Feng's inheritance of Ma Yu of the national company has been approved, and now Sima Yu is already the son of the Guogongfu.

"It's just that I was a little surprised to see Princess Anqing." Sima Yu looked at Gu Jue in a white brocade robe and a white jade hairpin behind Jing Yuzhao, these two people were always together.

Jing Yuzhao glanced at Gu Jue behind him, "Those who came from the imperial mausoleum together, Sima Shizi will lead the way." ”

Sima Nuo's mourning hall was solemn, and Jing Yuzhao and Gu Jue walked in and saw many people in the Sima family. The Sima family can be said to be worse off the situation, not long after Sima Bo died, Sima Nuo also died. In Sima Feng's generation, only Sima Feng was left as a man, and the others were all married women. There are a lot of Sima Yu's generation, Sima Yu and Sima Han are the children of the big house, but Sima Feng has several concubines, so Sima Yu has three or four younger brothers. In the second room where Sima Bo was, there were two sisters-in-law, a concubine and a concubine, and they were all kneeling in the mourning hall at this time.

Jing Yuzhao and Gu Jue stepped forward without saying a word, and offered incense. After doing everything, the two of them walked out of the mourning hall, and a child about eleven or twelve years old followed behind Sima Yu, and suddenly said, "Princess Anqing, can I take the liberty of asking a question?" ”

Jing Yuzhao looked back at the handsome young man and said, "Yes." ”

Sima Xiang stared at Jing Yuzhao with big eyes and asked, "Do you see who killed my father?" ”

Gu Jue frowned and looked at the child. Jing Yuzhao looked at Sima Yu with a smile, "Why are you asking about this palace?" It was too chaotic that day, and I don't know, so you should ask your big brother. ”

"Come on, take Xiang'er down." Sima Yu was wearing a white fox fur, his face was serious, and he looked as if Jing Yuzhao owed him a large sum of silver.

"Sima Shizi, there are some things that you can't say nonsense. But today, I saw the people of your Sima family, all of whom are handsome and iron-clad men, which is a blessing of heavenly celebration. ”

This is the second time Sima Yu has heard such words from Jing Yuzhao's mouth, such words seem to be sincere, and they are like mockery. "Thank you Princess Anqing for the compliment."

When he arrived at the gate, Jing Yuzhao turned around and said to Sima Yu, "Mourning, and I wish Sima Lao Guogong a smooth journey." Then he got into the carriage and left. Sima Yu looked at the carriage in the distance and turned back to see Sima Xiang.

Closing the door with a snap, Sima Yu saw Sima Xiang looking at him with a dissatisfied expression.

"What do you want to do today?"

"I just want to know who killed my father, I heard that the people present at that time were Princess Jinglin of Anqing."

Sima Yu was angry, the little guy was not worried at all, "There were many people present that day, and His Majesty's secret guards in the Beijing suburb camp of the Imperial Forest Army still had a large number of palace maids and eunuchs, you want to know that you are going to check, why do you ask Princess Anqing directly?" ”

"I've heard that she's a woman who is causing trouble in the court," Sima Yu covered Sima Xiang's mouth, "You want to die, dare to say this kind ......of thing, I want my aunt to educate you well." Sima Yu locked the child in the house and went out.

Halfway through, Gu Jue got into Jing Yuzhao's carriage.

Jing Yuzhao was thinking about Cao Da, Cao Da had good skills, but he was too easy to expose, so he had to find a safe place to stay for a while.