Sword of the Red Chamber from Heaven

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

Daming Palace, Imperial Study, Dai Quan came to report in a hurry.

"Where did you go again??"

When Emperor Mingkang heard this, his hands paused, and then he asked helplessly.

As for Jia Ju, he really didn't know what to say. Every time he went out, he didn't make a fool of himself, it seemed that he didn't go out for a trip.

Dai Quan was also in a state of confusion in his heart. What happened in Yuanchun yesterday has not yet settled down. This kid has a scary heart, and he left Beijing immediately. It seems that he is not worried about any bad words coming out of the capital. .

"I don't know yet, this time, Champion Hou went in a carriage, and he didn't mean to hide his whereabouts. Master Xu has also sent people to keep an eye on him!"

Emperor Mingkang was silent for a while, and then said coldly to Dai Quan: "Dai Quan, have you been kicked by a donkey? You didn't even find out your destination, so you came to report to me that you only spent so much time as me. Come to hear your nonsense?"

Dai Quan smiled wryly from the bottom of his heart, this was not what Emperor Mingkang asked for himself, he said that Jia Gong should report to him immediately if there is any movement, otherwise he would not be able to rush to find excitement.

But facing Emperor Mingkang, he couldn't say anything else, he could only admit his mistake.

"Your Majesty forgive me~~"

Emperor Mingkang flicked his sleeves, signaling the other party to back down, but Dai Quan didn't move for a while, and Emperor Mingkang narrowed his eyes.

"Is there anything else?"

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

A hint of impatience appeared on Emperor Mingkang's face, "Say~~"

"After the court yesterday, Fan Yuanhe, Zeng Shutang, and Zuo Shutang met at the Fan residence last night, and Zuo Shutang left after about two hours~"

Hearing these gatherings, Emperor Mingkang couldn't help but put down the memorial in his hand, his eyes narrowed unnaturally.

"What did you say??"

"The three adults met at Lin Hua Pavilion in Fan Mansion. There is no hiding place, and the hidden guards cannot approach. I haven't learned the specific content yet!"

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

Yesterday’s Great Court Meeting, in fact, nothing much happened, it was nothing more than rewarding the officials, and those who made meritorious deeds were rewarded. For Jia Gong, who made great military exploits, he rewarded him with a gold medal for avoiding death.

During the period, Fan Yuanhe mentioned the matter of the Daxue Dragon Cavalry, but he was suppressed by himself.

After the court, he can guess what they are talking about. He is also envious of this invincible army, but there is one thing that these people probably don't know. How much is the daily chewing use?

Before Dai Quan stepped back, Xu Yuantu walked in from the outside.

He didn't say anything, and 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, Emperor Mingkang sighed softly, "I didn't expect, I went there~"

……

Compared with the bustling and bustling city, the outside of the capital is somewhat depressed.

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

An extremely luxurious carriage came from the city.

The wooden wheels rolled over the mud, making a sound of pressing on the stone.

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

"Reached?"

The carriage stopped on a slightly desolate path.

There are several tombs not far away, and a handful of new soil has not been added on the top of the tombs, which makes people feel sad.

Nearby are a few trees with crooked necks, their bare branches swaying gently in the wind, as if greeting passers-by.

The curtain of the carriage was raised, and four people got out of the carriage one after another, one man and three women, they were Jia Gong, Miao Yu, Cai Luan and Xiang Ling.

"Ah! It's so cold!!"

Xiangling rubbed her hands as soon as she got out of the carriage, and then subconsciously leaned towards Jia Gong. The carriage was well sealed, and there were several warm people.
The furnace is not cold at all, but it is different when you get off the car. Although the wind is not strong, the place is too open, the wind is like a knife, and it hurts people.

Cailuan and Miaoyu who came down afterwards also tightened their clothes.

After Miaoyu got out of the car, she began to look around. Although she is not very proficient in Fengshui, she can still tell whether a place is good or bad.

Er Niu and other personal guards were in charge of guarding. Jia Guan looked at a tomb from a distance, and then walked over first.

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

But seeing each other like this, Cailuan and Xiangling didn't say much, they already knew the reason why Miaoyu came this time.

Jia Guan asked her to help her look at Feng Shui to see if it would be appropriate for the grave to be repaired here, or to move to another place.

As Miaoyu walked, her thumb moved on the other fingers, as if she was calculating something.

"My lord, where is Madam's tomb?"

Miaoyu rested her thumb on her middle finger, frowned slightly, looked at the back in front of her, and asked in a distant voice.

Jia Guan 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 tablet myself!!"

Miaoyu took a look at the small earthen mound in the distance, the graves were inconspicuous, and even said that the place was very desolate, with only a few sporadic graves nearby. For some reason, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

She thought of a poem by Fan Dacheng in the Song Dynasty, and it was also the poem she thought most suited him.

There are catalpas everywhere in the mountains, and the lotus is like drunk with a pot.

Even if there is an iron threshold of a thousand years, there must be a bun in the end.

The world of the three rounds is still ashes, and the four great bodies are strong and powerful.

How thick are the ants, black kites, and chrysanthemums in the autumn.

Among them, "Even if there is a thousand-year iron threshold, there must be an earthen bun." It is most related to her heart, especially after she has experienced wealth and was knocked out of the dust, this feeling became deeper, but later because of Jia Gong, she stepped into Hou Men's deep mansion again.

With Jia Gong around on weekdays, she felt this kind of feeling a little less, but now, seeing Jia Gong's mother buried in such a place, she couldn't help but aroused her thoughts again.

Now Jia Guan can be said to be under one person and above ten thousand people, and his wealth has reached the extreme. With his personal force alone, he can even be said to be invincible in the world.

But so what, this person is still sleeping in this place, time flies, and maybe he will be buried in the ground in less than a hundred years. Still with the loess, a soil bag.

"What's wrong??"

Seeing that Miaoyu hadn't moved, Jia Gong thought that the other party had discovered something wrong, that his mother's grave had violated some ominous sign, so he asked aloud.

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

Hearing what the other party said, Jia Jun shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he was wrong. The pretty Taoist nun in front of him was thinking about other things, not because of the location of his mother's tomb.

"It's okay, let me know if you find anything~~"

Miaoyu nodded lightly, and after Jia Jun turned around, she looked at Cailuan at the side again, and asked with some embarrassment: "What did he ask just now?"

Cailuan stretched out her hand and pinched her little face, then said: "Good sister, what were you thinking just now, he was asking you if you saw something!!"

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

"I just remembered a word!!"

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

Miaoyu also answered truthfully, "Even if there is a thousand-year iron threshold,
Need a bun. "

Hearing this, Cailuan frowned. She seemed a little confused about the meaning of this sentence. After all, she hadn't come into contact with many poems so far, and she only stayed at the stage of Li Taibai and Du Zimei. I copied Jia Gong's handwriting.

"What does this sentence say??"

Miaoyu sighed, and then said: "The meaning of this sentence is that even if a person really has the fortune and longevity of a thousand-year-old iron gate and a long-term family background, he will end up in a grave like a bun, just like It’s us, and him, even though we are extremely rich now, we may be buried in the ground in less than a hundred years, isn’t it the same in the end~~"

Caiwan heard Miaoyu's explanation and wrinkled her little nose, "You're talking nonsense, he said it all, you've also cultivated, it's possible for people like you to live for a hundred or two hundred years, no Maybe you will be with us in less than a hundred years!!」

Miaoyu shook her head helplessly, she didn't know how to answer Cailuan's forced explanation, but people are mortal, it's just a matter of time, even the characters in the myths have time to die , just like Peng Zu, not only lived for [-] years.

Immortality is just one person's fantasy. People like Qin Shihuang have not achieved this goal.

After a while, several people arrived in front of the tomb that Jia Ju had just pointed out. There were a few words engraved on the wooden tablet, "Mother Jia Du, the tomb of Lan Yan, son Jia Juli."

The expressions of the three goddesses became solemn, and Xiangling and Cailuan began to busy themselves offering tributes and burning paper money.

Jia Guan bowed first, then picked up a jug of wine and sipped it aside.

"Mother~~ When I came back last time, my son said that he would bring his daughters-in-law to see you. These are all considered, and there is one who has never been married. He looks no worse than these. He is very beautiful and can sing. The poem is right, it’s Tanhualang’s daughter. When you’re free, you also like to secretly recite a few lines. If she had been born a few years earlier, you would definitely be bosom friends. I think you’ll love it when you see her!!”

Cailuan, Xiangling, and Miaoyu stood behind Jia Jun, and when they heard him whispering, they all blushed slightly. What Gong said made their hearts warm.

This shows that Jia Jun has recognized their identities, which is more important than anything else to them.

"Oh, by the way, there is another one in Jiangnan..."

The wind whimpered and blew away the slight murmur. After a while, Jia Jun seemed to have finished speaking, and finally he said to the three women behind him: "Go and kowtow to our mother~~"

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