Chapter 325, Zhao Liao's cloak
After Zhao Zheng returned to the palace, he issued an edict to let Fusu and his children be his grandfather Zhao Liao Daixiao for three days.
Although this matter is surprising, in the final analysis, it is the family history of Zhao Zheng and Yao Xing, those courtiers are bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and no one can speak after knowing that it is Zhao Zheng's order. Instead, they all took their families to Zhao's mansion to hang their families.
It is Zhao Zheng's attention to Zhao Liao that makes this group of people who think highly of themselves willing to mourn Zhao Liao after his death and let Zhao Liao leave in the most beautiful way.
In addition to Shushen and Youyu, there are also two little sons who were born just a few months ago.
That's right, Li Muhan and Wang Yao gave birth to a little son one after another. This time, the two children are very healthy, and they were taken into the palace just after the full moon, and they were taken care of by a special imperial doctor and nursing mother, and they were waiting to be taught by Zhao Zheng himself when they went to school!
In order not to despise Youyu, Yao Xing persuaded Zhao Zheng, who wanted to give names to the two children, and asked the two children to take their names after they turned one year old.
Although Wang Yao's child is not the only one, it also allowed her to successfully reverse the adversity in the mansion and dispel the dissatisfaction with her in Zhao Zheng's eyes. After all, as the crown princess, she has a sister-in-law under her knees, and there is nothing wrong with her, so she is a little more noble and confident than Li Muhan.
Three days after Zhao Liao's death, the four little ones all took filial piety, and only Fusu was still wearing a white shirt of mulberry linen every day for three months.
And Zhao Liao's concubines also cared about Zhao Liao's kindness to them, even if they got Yaoxing, they didn't rush to take the money and leave, but really guarded Zhao Liao's spirit, and didn't leave until Zhao Liao was buried.
For this reason, Yaoxing also specially gave each of them a small house, so that they would not be left without a fixed place to live or be bullied. This should be their last reward for Zhao Zheng.
After dealing with these trivial matters, Yao Xing went to Zhao Zheng's tomb alone. It's not like there's anything I want to say, I just want to come and have a look.
The autumn wind was whining, the maple leaves were falling, and Yao Xing's heart was full of loneliness for some reason.
A cloak was draped over Yao Xing's body from behind, dispelling the chill of the breeze for Yao Xing. Yaoxing thought it was Zhao Zheng coming, so he turned around with a smile, but saw Su Han behind him with his head down and keeping a certain distance.
"How did you get here?" Yaoxing asked in surprise, but she didn't take off her cloak.
Su Han smiled bitterly: "The minister is old, and he always feels that his time is short, so he wants to come out and find a good place." At the gate of the city, he saw the carriage of the mother, and followed.
Now that the weather is cold, the mother should still add some clothes. ”
Yaoxing smiled: "Ben Hou is not a child anymore, where do you need Mr. Su Han's advice." ”
"The minister is old, and he is nagging!" Su Han's words are really a bit like an old man whose time is running out and he is dying.
Yaoxing had just parted with Zhao Liao, where could he listen to such words, as if time had gone back, and the old people withered one by one, like falling leaves, helpless in the face of nature.
"The sewing machine you made is a good thing that is enough to vigorously promote the economic development of Daqin, because the master passed away and delayed some time, and now it should be made in large quantities and popularized among the people.
All these things must depend on the gentleman, who has a heavy responsibility, and must not say such discouraged words again. Even my master, at your age, would never have such thoughts as you. Yaoxing softly comforted Su Han, whether it was true or not, he couldn't let him face the fear of imminent death every day.
(End of chapter)