A fire broke out in the Xianguo Mansion, and then the entire capital seemed to be enclosed in a dead silence behind the gunsmoke.

The first snow did not fall much, and small snowflakes fell melodiously from the sky, and before they could touch the tongue of fire, they were already melted into steam by the flames and volatilized.

Jin Wuwei, who was in half of the city, rushed to the rescue temporarily, but still couldn't save the house.

The hundred-year-old Jiangmen Mansion was burned overnight to the point that only the ruins remained.

The fire burned all night, and the next day a person came to Ning Xuan's palace.

Rong Tang was woken up early in the morning, walked to the main hall after washing, and walked out of the house with Wang Xiuyu, standing at the door and waiting, Su Huaijing stood beside him, lowered his head and looked at the ground.

The snowflakes didn't even cover the land, as if the pure white first snow was just an elegy for the Xianguo Mansion to see off.

Rong Mingyu and Rong Mingli all took leave and did not go to the court, Rong Tang stood at the gate of the palace and waited for most of the day, the winter morning sun slowly moved overhead, and a few cars and horses finally drove at the entrance of the street, and the honor guard was so long that it was almost impossible to see.

The Mansion of the Emperor of Xianguo happened to be opposite the Mansion of the Eldest Princess of Duanyi, and the fire burned all night, inevitably producing scorched smoke and associated flames.

The eldest princess is over sixty years old, because she was worried about her physical condition, Rong Mingyu and Rong Mingli almost didn't sleep all night, and ordered the servants to clean the courtyard in the palace that had been reserved for the eldest princess, and then left the palace at dawn to welcome her home.

Rong Tang looked at the vastness and dignity of this road, and then looked back at the children and grandchildren who were waiting respectfully in front of the palace of King Ningxuan, and couldn't figure out for a moment whether these filial piety were true or false?

Is it because she is a grandmother, so she naturally has affection, or is it because there is Duan Yi in this world for a day, and everyone in the Ningxuan Palace's mansion has always had a superficial kinship with the royal family, which is so small that it can almost be ignored?

He couldn't see it, but when he looked around, everyone's face was full of respect.

Even the emperor and queen have to respect three points of people, and they can't be slow.

The carriage and horse stopped in front of the gate of the house, the grandmother read the words, the honor guard knocked and beat, and it took half a cup of tea to finally welcome the eldest princess back to the house.

Wang Xiuyu and the second lady stepped forward and took the grandchildren to the side, the two bowed and saluted, and the rest of the grandchildren, led by Rong Tang, knelt on the ground to greet them.

Rong Tang was distracted and thought, this was the first time in his life that he knelt down.

He has no resistance, mainly in the first two lives, he has even seen Emperor Renshou many times, and every time he needs to bow down on some major occasions. It was because he knelt very naturally, his eyebrows fell, and he looked at a crack in the stone brick in front of him in a daze, and he didn't notice that when Su Huaijing knelt down with him, his eyes stopped on his knees with a look of instant displeasure.

Duan Yi was helped out of the carriage by her grandmother, stood at the door and said a few words to the two daughters-in-law, Rong Mingyu walked over, bent over and lowered her head, to make sure that her voice could all fall into her ears without obstacles, and said with a respectful and filial attitude: "Please mother into the house." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wanted to help Duanyi go in.

The eldest princess stood still, glanced down, and called: "Tang'er, Huaijing, get up." ”

Rong Tang was stunned for a moment, looked up and glanced at the eldest princess suspiciously, only to see that her face was gentle, and her body was still simple and peaceful with sandalwood and scriptures, and the fire yesterday seemed to have no effect on her.

Seeing that Rong Tang didn't move, Duan Yi said again: "Help me in." ”()

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Rong Tang didn't understand Duanyi's sudden gesture of favor and care, he was only stunned for a moment, and then responded respectfully: "Yes." ”

Then get up.

Before he moved, Su Huaijing knelt upright, but as soon as Rong Tang bent down slightly, he stretched out his hand and had a tendency to stand up on the ground, Su Huaijing had already endured it to the limit, and without thinking about it, he got up and took a step forward to grab Rong Tang's arm and hold him up, and after the other party stood firm, he bent down and patted off the dust on his robe.

A whole set of actions is as natural as flowing water, so that people can't find a little mistake and disguise, the eldest princess's eyes trembled for a moment, and she quickly returned to nature.

Rong Mingyu's expression on his face was not very good-looking, as if he wanted to blame this daughter-in-law for not knowing the etiquette, the elders were beside him, how could he turn his back to the elders and start shooting ashes?

But the eldest princess not only didn't have a mustard, but also interrupted Rong Mingyu again before he could speak, stretched out her arm, and whispered: "Tang'er." ”

Rong Tang responded, hurriedly stepped forward to support the eldest princess's arm, bent down slightly, and slowly followed Duanyi's pace towards the Ningxuan Palace, Su Huaijing maintained a step length and followed behind them.

It wasn't until the three of them and the Rong Mingyu brothers entered the mansion that they knelt in front of the door, such as Rong Zheng and Rong Yuan, that they gradually got up.

In order to welcome Duanyi, Ning Xuanwang's mansion was cleaned inside and out, seemingly to make his mother comfortable.

But Duanyi almost went all the way to his courtyard without squinting, and after looking at the Buddha hall, he offered a Bodhisattva incense he carried with him on the desk, knelt down and put three incense sticks.

Duanyi asked Rong Tang: "Have you copied scriptures these days?" ”

Rong Tang felt a little inexplicable from the moment she shouted herself in front of the palace, I don't know if she got up too early and didn't wake up, or if she didn't sleep well at all, the eldest princess jumped out of his questions several times in a row, and he didn't know how to answer.

He only sent Buddhist scriptures to the eldest princess once in his life, or to welcome Huaijing into the door.

After that, there were also days of copying scriptures, and there were many periods from before marriage to the flower folding meeting, and then there were very few.

It's not that I can't think of it, but there is something more meaningful to do than copy the scriptures.

During the months of living in the Suzhou Garden, Rong Tang almost forgot about it.

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Yan He shook his head and said frankly: "My grandson is dull, and he only copies the scriptures to understand the confusion in his heart, not as sincere and firm as his grandmother, and he doesn't copy the scriptures much these days." ”

Others knew that the eldest princess was worshipping the Buddha, and they couldn't wait to follow her wishes in everything they said and did, and Rong Tang did the same, but now he told her the truth directly and clearly, and he couldn't tell if the eldest princess would pull down her face because of this.

But to his surprise, the eldest princess not only did not blame, but nodded: "Not bad." ”

Rong Tang: "? ”

He was stunned for a moment and asked, "What is grandmother praising about?" ”

"Praise you for being frank and bright." Duan Yi said bluntly, "Do you remember what I told you when you went to my house at the beginning of the year?" ”

Rong Tang: "My grandmother taught me a lot, and my grandson remembered it in my heart, among them

() 'But do good deeds,

Don't ask about the future'. ”

"Did you do it?" Duan Yi asked him.

Rong Tang paused,

Subconsciously glanced at Su Huaijing, and then nodded: "I'm doing it." ”

Duan Yi smiled, and played with a string of prayer beads in his hand: "The princess's mansion was affected by the fire and needs to be repaired for a while, I may live in the palace until the new year, during which you can come to me directly for anything." ”

You, not you.

Rong Tang frowned thoughtfully.

The eldest princess waved her hand, gave the order to evict the guests, turned around and knelt on the futon, as if to start chanting.

Rong Tang saluted her back and was about to leave, but Su Huaijing stood in place and asked softly: "I have something to be curious about, can I ask His Highness for advice?" ”

The eldest princess's back is a little rickety, even if she stands straight, there are still traces of time on her body.

She played with the abacus hand and paused slightly: "You say." ”

Su Huaijing looked at her back and asked, "How did the fire burn last night?" ”

The eldest princess of Duanyi turned her back to them, her head raised slightly, and looked directly at the golden body of the Buddha.

Outside the courtyard are small maids who carry their luggage back and forth, and at the beginning of the snow, sparrows jump from the top of the tree to the ground, and fly from the land to the verandah.

Duan Yi was silent for a while, so long that when Rong Tang almost thought she wouldn't answer, he smiled lightly: "Very good." ”

The old man's voice fell on the quiet and solemn Buddha hall, and the Buddha's eyes fell, looking at his followers with compassion.

Duan Yi said: "I haven't seen a fire like that for many years, almost all of it has burned out. ”

Clean and clean, overwhelming, she knelt in the Buddhist hall, recited the scriptures for a night, heard the footsteps and splashing sound of water back and forth outside the courtyard wall, and a stone that had been stagnant for many years suddenly fell to the ground.

The sky was faint, Duanyi stepped on the moonlight that had not dissipated and came out of the Buddhist hall, step by step out of the gate of the mansion that had trapped her all her life, and looked at the opposite side from a street distance.

The stone lion was still dilapidated, half of its head was missing, one of its eyes was missing, and the front paws that should have played with the pearl did not know where it had gone, and it was hit by the carriage and horse brought by Jin Wuwei, and the last stone bead in his mouth fell to the ground, rolling through the street, until it rolled to the feet of the eldest princess.

She bent down to pick up the bead, and when she looked up again, it was as if she had gone through a lifetime.

At the beginning, it was a distant side in the palace banquet, chatting across the tree, you praised me for my amazing talent, and I respected the righteousness of your family and country.

So we know each other, and we fellowship.

At the beginning, no one talked about marriage, you are my confidant, I am your friend, within the walls of the Quartet Palace, under the towering imperial city, I have been fortunate to meet a confidant for three lifetimes.

Later, perhaps because His Majesty took a fancy to each other's thoughts, stroked his palms and smiled to give marriage, and asked the mighty general who had fought for him all his life: "Aiqing, is it okay to marry my daughter to your family as a daughter-in-law?" ”

The princess married in the capital, which is an unthinkable honor, let alone a princess with an unjustified name.

So everything went naturally, and her daughter's mind sprouted, and she began to look forward to the spring boudoir love affair outside the world and the wind and sand.

It's a pity that things changed abruptly later, His Majesty died, and all the children couldn't reach the stability of the family and country, and they took back the feet they were about to step out.

From now on, I will return to my confidant, you will be your general on the battlefield, and I will be the female minister of the government and the opposition.

There are no men in the Wei Mansion all the year round, in addition to the respect of the emperor, the eldest princess's mansion across the street is the support of the female relatives in the family.

Duanyi himself can't remember.

At first, he was a confidant with General Wei, and later became a close friend with Mrs. Wei, and finally regarded Wei Zhun as his own grandson.

She and the Xianguo Mansion have long since faded away from those young and ignorant love threads, and are more dependent and trusting like relatives in supporting each other over the years.

How many years has the Xianguo Mansion been deserted, and she has been in the golden princess's mansion opposite, facing the statue of the Buddha of Compassion for many years.

The ball in the mouth of the stone lion was held in his hand, and he stood together, and a cloudy tear fell uncontrollably to the ground, along with the collapsed and charred houses.

And beyond the faint morning light, it was her two sons who were in high positions but devoted to their filial piety to take her out of this mansion and cage full of hustle and bustle.

Duan Yi withdrew from his memories, looked at the ancient Buddha, and said softly: "It burns well and is very clean." ”

The shadows of the past have all been burned away.

She couldn't help but wonder where the next fire would be lit.

Will she be able to see it?

There should always be retribution in this world!