The situation in Shangjing gradually stabilized.

The case of the Marquis of Yongning's Mansion has also been decided.

On the day when the imperial court issued a notice in the whole city, Zhao Fuling, Xu Yingrong, and Sun Yiyue also went out to see.

The sun was so strong that the snow had melted clean on the streets, but the streets that were once wide and deserted were now crowded with people.

Because of Zhao Fuling's stomach, everyone didn't dare to go to a crowded place, and only asked Xiaoyue to inquire about the situation.

After a while, Satsuki squeezed back from the crowd.

Her delicate little face turned red from running and excitement.

When she arrived at the carriage, the little girl raised her head and said happily: "Master, it is not only the Yongning Hou Mansion, but also the Zhao Mansion and the Sun Mansion, etc., and the Zhao University Scholar and the Sun Veteran General/Army are all in the list."

Zhao Fuling turned her head to look at Sun Yiyue for the first time, and saw that she looked stunned, looking at Xiaoyue's face a little confused.

Xiao Yue blinked, and her voice became much softer: "Miss Sun, your father and brother have been ***."

These words were like a gentle wind, coming from afar, setting off ripples in Sun Yiyue's heart little by little.

Father and Brother...... It was ***.

A tear slipped from the corner of her eye, Sun Yiyue suddenly came back to her senses, and looked at everyone a little helpless.

As soon as Xu Yingrong wanted to comfort her, she saw Sun Yiyue suddenly drop big tears.

These tears seemed to be difficult to hold back after the gate was opened, and the round and flexible eyes also became red and sad, as if all the regrets and sorrows in the world were contained in them.

Xu Yingrong panicked, and hurriedly took out her handkerchief to wipe Sun Yiyue's tears, and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, this is a good thing......

Sun Yiyue burst into tears, and she couldn't say a word when her throat was blocked.

She went from silent tears to weeping.

The grief and remorse in my heart seemed to be completely poured out at this moment.

Several maids around listened to it and felt uncomfortable, and all of them had red eyes, and even Xu Yingrong couldn't help but shed tears.

Zhao Fuling was silent for a moment, pursed her lips and turned her head to look outside.

The people on the street were talking happily, and they were smiling, as if they had waited a long time to let out this turbid breath today.

Zhao Fuling looked at it, and the sorrow in her heart was inexplicably alleviated.

Those soldiers and heroes who sacrificed for their homeland and the people have never been abandoned, and they have always been remembered by the people by the truth.

The clouds of dust that tried to cover them up will one day be removed.

Sun Yiyue cried for a long time before her mood gradually stabilized.

She sobbed for a long time and stammered, "Called...... I'll tell you to see the joke."

Xu Yingrong hurriedly said, "How could it be? It's good to vent out, if you keep holding back, we'll be worried."

The little maid bean bun also said in a thick nasal voice, "Girl, it's sad to see that you are sad and the slave is also sad. After you cried like this, you were so good and happy. Veterans/soldiers and juniors/generals/soldiers will be relieved to see that you can live a good life."

Zhao Fuling also said, "Look at what you have scared this girl into. She is not very old, but she will comfort people, so you don't have to worry her anymore. It's a good day, and we're going to blow up firecrackers, make a table of wine, and celebrate."

These words made Sun Yiyue laugh, and also made the sadness in her heart pass a little.

Zhao Fuling said, and said softly: "Later, when there are fewer people on the street, let's go to Zhao's mansion."

As soon as everyone heard this, they thought of Zhao Xiuming and his wife, and the smile on their faces faded a lot, and finally nodded and quieted down.

The bustle on the street was only temporary, but because the weather was good today and it was approaching the end of the year, many idle shops began to do business again.

The carriage stopped on the side of the street for a while, and when it was empty, it walked slowly.

Passing by the place where the notice was posted, Sun Yiyue also jumped out of the carriage to take a look, shed tears again, and then walked back slowly.

Tao'er also told Xiaoyue a few words,

It didn't take long for the little girl to come back with a bag of things.

Zhao Fuling glanced at it, it seemed that they were all incense wax paper candles, probably for memorial purposes.

Zhao Fuling sighed in her heart for Tao'er's thoughtfulness and intelligence, and wondered what the Zhao family had become now?

After the carriage arrived at Zhao's house, everyone found that the gate of Zhao's house was sealed.

Thirteen led someone to open the door, and then led Zhao Fuling to the mansion.

The Zhao family's mansion is not small, it is the residence given by the emperor to Zhao Xiuming and his wife. But because the Zhao family had three brothers, Mrs. Zhao didn't want the three brothers to separate, so she mobilized Zhao Xiuming to take the two younger brothers in.

Since then, the three rooms have lived together.

After Zhao Fuling became herself, she no longer had any impression of the Zhao family. But when she first became a "Ling" girl, those memories of her childhood were too deep, so they stayed in her mind.

Zhao Fuling was familiar with the way, and took everyone to the Zhao family's big house.

Zhao Xiuming and his wife acted freely and wantonly, and they did not have high requirements for food, clothing, housing and transportation, so the yard was very simple, and only some beautiful flowers and plants were planted. The decoration in the house is also very simple, and the most valuable are some famous calligraphy paintings and ceramic ornaments.

However, after the death of their husband and wife, Miss Ah Ling was sent to the palace again, and these things were moved by the family of Prime Minister Zhao in the second room.

Zhao Fuling entered the house at this time and looked, it was empty, and there was almost nothing of value.

Many of the precious flowers and plants in the yard have even been removed. The rest are all barren and crippled because no one takes care of them.

Tao'er hurriedly called someone to clean up, and Zhao Fuling said, "No need, come back when the spring is warmer, just clean the house."

The little maid she brought left to tidy up the house, and Zhao Fuling asked Tao'er to take out the incense wax paper candles.

The Zhao family did not erect a monument to the husband and wife, and there were no two people in the ancestral hall of the Zhao family, so Zhao Fuling directly chose a sheltered and spacious place and simply burned some paper.

I came in a hurry today, so I first used this way to simply convey the news of being *** to the Zhao family and his wife.

Later, someone was asked to carve the monument, and then a brand new ancestral hall was erected.

When Zhao Fuling burned the paper, she didn't say anything, but a few girls chattered beside her, praying that the spirits of the Zhao family and his wife in the sky must bless Zhao Fuling with a smooth and safe life.

Peony listened and couldn't help but look at Zhao Fuling a few more times.

Zhao Fuling smiled and comforted her: "It's okay, it's always good to ask for more."

Peony nodded dumbly, but didn't say anything.

But unexpectedly, as soon as the tidying up was finished here, Zhao Fuling took everyone to Miss Ling's courtyard.

As usual, I asked someone to clean the yard, and then I found a shelter to burn paper.

Tao'er and the others were stunned, Sun Yiyue knew the truth, and hurriedly played a round: "It's always good to ask for more."

Peach: "Yes...... There's some truth to that."

But why, does the master have to burn paper for himself?

How unlucky is that?