Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 100 Mourning
  Zhao Yujia died, but it was difficult to hold a funeral on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Moreover, she was a girl who had not left the government, so she could not be buried in the Zhao family's ancestral tomb.

She stayed at home for a day, and on the second day of the Lunar New Year, she was buried in a deserted grave, which is where the clan buries children who died in infancy.

Parents cannot send their children who died young to the mountains, lest they miss the human world and refuse to be reincarnated.

The ones who escorted Zhao Yujia up the mountain were Zhao Yuzhen and her two brothers, as well as the coffin bearers.

The coffin was newly made, made of logs, and extremely simple.

The weather was cold and the ground was frozen hard. I started digging yesterday afternoon and lasted until midnight before digging out a not too deep hole.

Seeing the coffin containing Zhao Yujia being slowly lowered into the pit, Zhao Shuhui, who had the lightest eyelids, cried: "Sister Jia."

"I think she might prefer that we call her Sister Chunniang." Zhao Wangshu said with tears.

According to the Zhao family's clan rules, no monument should be erected for a child who died in infancy. However, there is a wooden monument in front of her grave. It is the tomb of Zhao Chunniang that her mother asked Zhao Wangshu to write with a brush.

After sending Zhao Yujia off for burial, everyone went down the mountain. When they reached the foot of the mountain, Zhao Wangshu saw Yun Hao waiting for her there.

Zhao Wangshu walked towards him, and Zhao Shuqing said quietly behind her: "It turns out that Sister Shu is really together with Master Yun."

Zhao Wangshu turned around and looked at her with cold eyes, "Zhao Shuqing, don't be mean."

Yun Hao stared at Zhao Shuqing, stepped forward, took Zhao Wangshu's hand, and led her away.

Watching the two of them walk away, Zhao Yuxiu walked to Zhao Shuqing and sneered: "It's so cold. Sister Qing is not in good health and shouldn't come out. In case of frostbite, her brain will be even more exhausted."

After saying this, Zhao Yuxiu and others walked past Zhao Shuqing.

Yun Hao, who took Zhao Wangshu away, did not take her home. Instead, he went to the teahouse in Zhuangzi and ordered a pot of hot tea and her favorite pastries for her.

"Wangshu, you were not the one who killed her, so you don't have to blame yourself." Yun Hao looked at Zhao Wangshu holding tea and said softly.

"But if I had asked you to take action earlier, she would not have been so desperate that she committed suicide."

"She didn't ask anyone for help. It was her choice to commit suicide. Don't blame this on yourself. You don't need to feel guilty." Yun Hao said calmly.

Zhao Wangshu took a deep breath, "Although Sister Jia is dead, I still don't want to let Zeng Xinqin go."

"Of course we can't let her go." Yun Hao supported her decision and reached out to hold her hand, "I will help you."

Zhao Wangshu finished the cup of tea and then said: "Check Ni Wei for me."

Give Zhao Yufang another chance. If Ni Wei is a good man, she will bless Zhao Yufang. If Ni Wei is not a good man, she will help Zhao Yufang stop the loss in time. She never wants to see anyone commit suicide in despair.

Yun Hao answered "Okay" as always.

On the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, people from the mansion came to Zhuangzi to pick up people, but only three people were picked up: Zhao Yuzhen, Zhao Yufang and Zhao Shuqing.

The marriage arranged by Dazhai to Zhao Yujia made the tribe realize that Dazhai had ulterior motives. They were willing to let their daughter marry for the clan, but that did not mean that they would allow Dazhai to abuse her like this.

Although the mothers of Zhao Shuhui, Zhao Yuxiu and Zhao Yuying valued their sons, they did not love their daughters. They were determined not to let their daughters return to the mansion.

"The big house is a wolf's den, why do they have to go back?" Zhao Yuying stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the carriage going away, and asked in confusion.

"The real sister has been engaged, and the marriage of sister Fang has also been initially decided. As for sister Qing," Zhao Shuhui frowned, "I don't know why she wants to go back?"

"Maybe it's the feng shui of the mansion. She didn't get sick very much last year." Zhao Yuxiu said mockingly.

"She wants something from the mansion." Zhao Wangshu said calmly.

Zhao Yuxiu sneered, "Does she think that the mansion will find her a good family? She is so naive."

"Stop talking about her, Sister Shu, when will you return to the city?" Zhao Shuhui asked.

"On the tenth day of the lunar month." Zhao Wangshu smiled, "When you enter the city, remember to come and play with me."

On the tenth day of the eighth lunar month, except for Zhao Cui who temporarily stayed in Zhuangzi, Zhao Cheng's family of four returned to the city first. In the afternoon, when Yun Hao came over, Zhao Wangshu was painting, and what she painted was pear blossoms.

He stopped the maid's announcement and quietly came closer to see that she was painting pear blossoms.

Pear blossoms as white as snow bloom on the green branches, as if you can smell the fragrance of pear blossoms, and a few petals fall in the wind.

She was so focused on painting that she didn't notice his arrival at all. The maid brought tea and didn't disturb her.

The inscription on the painting: The pen is written in a hurry, but the fragrance remains on the paper.

Reminiscing about the past, it feels like time flies.

The pear blossoms fall, and the years fly by.

The world is like a dream, fleeting.

The spring breeze blows, and old friends are unforgettable.

This was a condolence poem. Yun Hao sighed softly. His expression was too soft-hearted.

Zhao Wangshu noticed the movement, looked sideways, and smiled, "Yun Hao, you're here."

Yun Hao nodded, his eyes still fixed on her painting, "The painting is really good."

Zhao Wangshu put the pen on the inkstone, pulled Yun Hao to sit down at the table, and poured a cup of tea for Yun Hao himself.

Yun Hao picked up the tea cup and took a sip, "That Ni Wei." He looked embarrassed.

"What's wrong? He can't be more filthy than Wang Fu, right?" Zhao Wangshu asked with a frown.

"He has a pretty good reputation outside. He is polite, smart, and good-looking."

"Then what's wrong with him?"

"He has a beloved." Yun Hao took a few sips of tea and said, "It's a man."

"Ah, he is a broken sleeve." Zhao Wangshu does not discriminate against homosexuals, but since he is a homosexual, he should not marry a wife.

Yun Hao nodded, "He almost turned against his family because of this man, but in the end he couldn't win over the family and fell in love with your clan sister."

Zhao Wangshu sneered twice, stood up and rolled up the painting carefully, "I will tell her about this."

The next day, Zhao Wangshu took Hong Chang, Lu Zhi and two bodyguards to the mansion.

She was worried that the mansion would use tricks to detain her by force.

She must be on guard against others. She wants to ensure her own safety. After all, the mansion is very dirty. Although the real person behind the robbery and murder on the way back to the village has not yet been found, the Zhao family all thinks that it was the mansion.

Mrs. Zhao saw her coming with bodyguards and said: "Wangshu, don't be too showy in your behavior. You are just the daughter of a child. If you are like this, strutting around and being seen by someone with an intention, you may cause trouble." .”

"Yes, Wangshu, the Zhao family is a descendant of the family, so we should keep a low profile and not cause trouble to the empress." Mrs. Zhao also said.

"Please, old lady, please bear with me. Once I catch the gangsters who want to rob and kill us, I won't have to mobilize troops like this." When Zhao Wangshu said this, he paid special attention to the expressions of his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Sure enough, the eyes of the two people flickered. It seemed that the man behind the robbery and murder was really the man behind the robbery. He was really vicious.
  "Wangshu, what's the matter with you coming here today?" Old Mrs. Zhao asked.

"I'm here to pay New Year's greetings to the old lady and the eldest lady." Zhao Wangshu even brought a gift specially to make this lie come true.

Of course it's not expensive gifts, it's rice cakes and other food.

"Wang Shu is interested." Mrs. Zhao said with a fake smile.

(End of this chapter)