"Your Majesty, the champion Hou Jiachen has left Beijing~"

Daming Palace, the imperial study, Dai Quan hurriedly came to report.

"Where did you go again??"

When Emperor Ming Kangdi heard this, he paused, and then asked a little helplessly.

For Jia Chen, he really doesn't know what to say, every time he goes out, if he doesn't make a moth, it doesn't seem to be a trip.

Dai Quan's heart is also up and down, yesterday's Yuanchun matter, and now there is no settlement, this kid's heart is very scary, and he left Beijing directly, and he doesn't seem to be worried about anything bad in the capital.

"I don't know yet, this time, the champion Hou went by carriage, and he didn't mean to hide his whereabouts, and Lord Xu has always sent someone to keep an eye on it!"

Emperor Ming Kangdi was silent for a while, and then said coldly to Dai Quan: "Dai Quan, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey, and you haven't even found out your destination, so you came to report to me that you have only been an adult, and come to listen to you talk this nonsense??"

Dai Quan smiled bitterly in his heart, this was not what Emperor Ming Kangdi himself requested, saying that if Jia Chen had any movement, he had to report it to him immediately, otherwise how could he rush up to find excitement.

But in the face of Ming Kangdi, he couldn't say anything else, he could only admit his mistakes.

"The emperor forgives sins~~"

Emperor Ming Kangdi flicked his sleeves and motioned for the other party to retreat, but Dai Quan did not move for a long time, and Emperor Ming Kangdi's eyes narrowed.

"Anything else?"

Dai Quan shrank his neck and whispered, "Yes~~"

A trace of impatience appeared on Ming Kangdi's face, "Say~~"

"After going down to court yesterday, Fan Yuanhe, Zeng Shutang, and Zuo Shutang met in Fan's Mansion last night, and Zuo Shutang left about two hours later~"

Hearing these people gathering, Emperor Ming Kangdi couldn't help but throw down the fold in his hand, and his eyes narrowed unnaturally.

"What did you say??"

"The three adults met in the Lin Hua Pavilion of the Fan Mansion, there is no hiding place, the secret guards can't get close, and the specific content has not yet been known!"

Hearing Dai Quan's words, Emperor Ming Kangdi was silent for a moment and said, "Got it~~"

Yesterday's court meeting, in fact, did not happen much, it was nothing more than a reward for the ministers, and the meritorious ones were rewarded for their meritorious deeds, and for Jia Chen, who had great achievements, he rewarded him with a gold medal for avoiding death.

During this period, Fan Yuanhe mentioned the matter of the Great Snow Dragoon, but he was suppressed by himself.

After the next dynasty, what they discussed, he could also guess one or two, for this invincible army, he was also hot, but there is one thing that these people do not know, this army that is crisscrossing the great kang, how much does it use every day.

Before Dai Quan could retreat, Xu Yuantu walked in from outside.

He didn't say anything, he respectfully handed over the note in his hand, Dai Quan stood aside, a little suspicious, what does Xu Yuantu mean by this? ?

After reading the note, Ming Kandi sighed lightly, "I didn't expect that I went there~"

……

Compared with the bustling and lively city, the outside of the capital is known to be a bit depressed.

On both sides of the street, only the dead branches and leaves shivered in the cold wind.

An extremely luxurious carriage came from the city.

The wooden wheels, running over the dirt floor, made a sound of pressing against the stones.

The weather is very cold, and the power of nature turns decay into magic, paving a special road.

"Have you arrived?"

The carriage stopped on a slightly deserted path.

Not far away are several tombs, and there is no new soil added to the graves, which makes people look embarrassed.

Nearby, there are a few crooked-necked trees, their bare branches gently swaying in the wind, as if to greet passers-by.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and four people got off the carriage one after another, one man and three women, it was Jia Chen, Miaoyu, Cailuan, and Xiangling.

"Yikes!! It's so cold!!"

Xiangling rubbed her hands as soon as she got out of the car, and then subconsciously leaned towards Jia Chen's side, the carriage was very well closed, and there were a few warm

The furnace is not cold at all, but it is different when you get off the car, although the wind is not big, but it is too empty here, and the wind is like a knife, blowing people painfully.

Cailuan and Miaoyu, who came down later, also tightened their clothes.

After Miaoyu got out of the car, she began to look around, although she was not too proficient in feng shui, but she could still see the quality of a place.

Erniu and other guards were on the side, and Jia Chen looked at a tomb from afar, and then took the lead in walking over.

Cailuan and Xiangling then hurriedly followed, Cailuan took the yellow paper and other things from Erniu's hand, Xiangling took the incense candle, and Miaoyu was empty-handed.

However, seeing each other like this, Cailuan and Xiangling didn't say anything, and the two of them already knew why Miaoyu came this time.

Jia Chen asked her to help look at feng shui to see if it was appropriate for the tomb to be repaired here, or if it was more appropriate to move to another place.

As Miaoyu walked, her thumb moved over several other fingers, as if she was counting something.

"Childe, where is Madame's grave?"

Miaoyu's thumb stopped on her middle finger, her brows furrowed slightly, and she looked at the back in front of her, and asked in a remote voice.

Jia Chen raised his hand, pointed to the tomb with a wooden sign in front of him, and said softly, "That's it!! I erected that wooden monument with my own hands!!"

Miaoyu looked at the small earthen bag in the distance, the tomb Ying was inconspicuous, and even said that this place was very desolate, only a few graves were scattered nearby, somehow, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

She remembered a poem by Fan Dacheng in the Song Dynasty, and it was also the poem she felt most in line with his heart.

Jiashan can be used everywhere, and the lotus pot is like a drunken Liu.

Even if there is a thousand-year-old iron threshold, there must be a soil steamed bun in the end.

The three-wheeled world is still in ashes, and the four major skeletons are strong.

How thick and thin is the ant black kite, and the chrysanthemum is autumn in the wind.

Among them, "Even if there is a thousand-year-old iron threshold, there must be a soil steamed bun in the end." The most is with her heart, especially after she has experienced wealth and wealth and was beaten into the dust, this feeling has become deeper and deeper, but later because of Jia Chen, she stepped into the Houmen Deep Mansion again.

On weekdays, Jia Chen is there, but she has a little weaker feeling, but now, seeing Jia Chen's mother buried in such a place, she can't help but arouse her heart again.

Jia Chen can now be said to be under one person, above ten thousand, wealth has reached the extreme, relying on personal force alone, it can even be said that he is invincible in the world.

But so what, this one is still sleeping in this place, time flies, fleeting, maybe not a hundred years, he will be buried in the ground for a long time, no matter how well the tomb is repaired, how strong the incense is, in the end it is not still with the loess as a companion, a soil bag.

"What's wrong??"

Jia Chen saw that Miaoyu didn't move, and thought that the other party had found something wrong, and that his mother's grave had violated some kind of bad luck, so he asked out loud.

Miaoyu came back to her senses when she heard Jia Chen's words, she raised her head, saw the inquiry in Jia Chen's eyes, and replied softly, "What's wrong??"

Hearing the other party's words, Jia Chen shook his head helplessly, it seemed that he was thinking wrong, the pretty aunt in front of him was thinking about other things, not because of the location of his mother's tomb.

"It's okay, tell me if you find anything in a while~~"

Miaoyu nodded slightly, and after Jia Chen turned around, she looked at Cailuan on the side again, and asked a little embarrassedly, "What did he ask just now?"

Cailuan reached out and pinched her little face, and then said, "Good sister, what are you thinking, he is asking if you see something!!"

Miaoyu sighed softly when she heard Cailuan's words, in fact, so far, she didn't see anything wrong, so she didn't delay anything.

"Just remembering a sentence!!"

While walking Cailuan, he asked in a low voice, "What's the matter??"

Miaoyu also replied truthfully, "Even if there is a thousand-year iron threshold, it will be the end

You need a steamed bun."

Hearing this, Cailuan frowned, she didn't seem to understand what this sentence meant, after all, so far, she has not been exposed to many verses, and it only stays at the stage of Li Taibai and Du Zimei, and the characters are also copied from Jia Chen's handwriting.

"What do you mean by that?"

Miaoyu sighed faintly, and then said: "The meaning of this sentence is that even if people really have a thousand years of iron threshold illustrious and long-term family background, they will eventually end up with a mound like a steamed bun, just like us, and him, even though we are extremely rich now, but we may be buried underground in less than a hundred years, and in the end, it is not like this~~"

Caiwan wrinkled her little nose when she heard Miaoyu's explanation, "You are talking nonsense, he has said everything, you have also cultivated, people like you, even if they live for one or two hundred years, it is possible, it is impossible to be with us in less than a hundred years!!"

Miaoyu shook her head helplessly, she didn't know how to answer Cailuan's forcible explanation, but people eventually die, it's just a matter of time, even those characters in mythology don't have a time to pass away, just like Peng Zu, isn't it just eight hundred years old.

Immortality is just a person's fantasy, and characters like Qin Shi Huang have not achieved this goal.

After a while, several people had already arrived in front of the tomb that Jia Chen had just pointed to, and a few words were engraved on the wooden tablet, "Ancestor Jia Dushi, Lan Yan's tomb, son Jia Chen."

The love of the three goddesses became solemn, and Xiangling and Cailuan began to be busy paying tribute and burning paper money.

Jia Chen bowed first, then picked up a pot of wine and took a sip on the side.

"Mother~~ When I came back, my son said that he wanted to bring his daughters-in-law to see you, these are all counted, and there is one who has not passed through the door, the appearance is not worse than these few, she is very beautiful, she can chant poems against her, she is the daughter of Tanhualang, when you are okay on weekdays, you also like to secretly chant two sentences, if she was born a few years early, you will definitely be bosom friends, I think you must like it when you see it!!"

Cailuan, Xiangling, and Miaoyu stood behind Jia Chen, and when they heard him whispering, they all blushed slightly, although they also knew that Jia Chen's main lady would not be themselves, but when they heard Jia Chen's words, their hearts were still hot.

This shows that Jia Chen has recognized their identity, and for them, this is more important than anything else.

"Oh, by the way, there's another ...... in Gangnam."

The wind whimpered, blowing away this subtle murmur, and after a while, Jia Chen's words seemed to be finished, and finally he said to the three girls behind him, "Go and kowtow to our mother~~"

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