Daughter of aristocratic family

The seventh day of the first lunar month, according to legend, is the birth day of man, so it is called: Man Victory Day.

On the day of the victory, there is a custom of cutting ribbon, or the custom of having gold. As soon as an expression of people entering the New Year, everything should be changed to the old.

The so-called ribbon-cutting is to cut five-color silk to resemble a human being.

The so-called gold-plated thin human form is to use thin metal sheets to make human figures.

When he got up in the morning, Zhao Wangshu wore a gold foil hairpin in his hair and went to the courtyard to watch Zhao Cui and Zhao Li making pancakes.

When people celebrate the day, there is also the custom of eating pancakes, which are also called Xunhuo.

It is said that eating pancakes on the day when a person wins is related to commemorating the first day of the human ancestor Nuwa.

Zhao Wangshu squatted there and watched the two people making pancakes. Madam Wei hurried in and said, "Old lady, madam, I came to report the funeral from the mansion, but the old lady over there is gone."

Zhao Cui and Zhao Li were stunned for a moment, "Who? Who is missing?"

"The old lady over there at the mansion." Madam Wei replied.

Mrs. Zhao has always been in good health, why did this person suddenly disappear?

The two of them hurried to the front hall to meet the mourner. The mourner didn't even change into new clothes, but tied a hemp rope around his waist.

"Sister-in-law has always been in good health, why is she gone?" Zhao Cui asked.

The servant who announced the funeral said, "The old lady complained of dizziness during the day yesterday, and said she couldn't do it anymore at night. She left early this morning."

The deceased is a big one, and Mrs. Zhao Cui no longer wants to see Mrs. Zhao, so she has to go to express her condolences today.

The family changed into plain clothes and went to the mansion.

There was solemnity in the mansion, and Mrs. Zhao's coffin was placed in the main hall.

Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao stood nearby, with sad looks on their faces.

Seeing Mrs. Zhao Cui and others coming in, they rushed to greet them, "Aunt Seven, you are here."

Mrs. Zhao Cui nodded, "My condolences."

She took the three sticks of incense, stepped forward and put them in place, "Sister-in-law, have a good trip."

The rest of the Zhao family offered incense in turn, and the younger ones also kowtowed.

At this time, Zhao Wangshu discovered that Zhao He, who was wearing sackcloth and mourning, had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

What mistake did you make during the Chinese New Year? He was beaten like this.

She didn't think much about it and sat aside, drinking tea quietly.

"The Lord of Chunjuan County pays homage to the old lady." Following the announcement from the servants, Zhao Shuqing, who was wearing plain palace clothes and a sterling silver headdress, held the maid's hand and entered the mourning hall.

After she offered incense to Mrs. Zhao, said a few polite words to Mrs. Zhao and the others, she walked over to Zhao Wangshu and sat down.

After drinking a few sips of tea, Zhao Shuqing said: "Sister Shu, it's so smoky, let's go for a walk."

Zhao Wangshu knew that she had something to say, but why should she comply with her wishes? He said coldly: "It's very cold in spring. It's too cold. I don't want to go out. If you have anything to say, just say it here."

"Sister Shu, do you really not care about old feelings at all?" Zhao Shuqing said with tears in her eyes.

"Is there any old love between you and me?" Zhao Wangshu sneered.

"Sister Shu, I am the county head conferred by your majesty."

Zhao Wangshu glanced at her, stood up with a sneer, "Go out and talk."

Standing on the corridor outside the mourning hall, Zhao Wangshu raised his eyebrows and said, "If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly."

"help me."

"You are the county lord conferred by His Majesty, and you still need my help. Hey, county lord, stop joking." Zhao Wangshu said mockingly. Zhao Shuqing bit the corner of her lower lip, "Sister Shu, as long as you help me, I will repay you in the future."

"I don't need your reward." Zhao Wangshu turned to leave.

"Sister Shu." Zhao Shuqing grabbed her arm, "You can help your elder brother marry Song Yuanqu, why not help me?"

"You think my eldest brother can marry Song Yuanqu, what do I do from it?"

"Is not it?"

Zhao Wangshu laughed, "Then you really look at me."

As she said that, she freed her arm from Zhao Shuqing's hand, with a contemptuous smile on her face, "My eldest brother was able to marry Song Yuanqu because they were in love. As for you, Zhao Shuqing, don't be too wishful thinking."

After saying this, Zhao Wangshu ignored Zhao Shuqing and turned around and entered the mourning hall.

She didn't notice that Zhao Shuqing looked at her with sinister eyes.

The clan in Zhuangzi came in the morning of the eighth day. On this day, Zhao Wangshu followed Zhao Cui and Zhao Li.

Zhao Yingniang told Zhao Wangshu, "Uncle Shen remarried two years ago."

"Good thing."

On the ninth day of the lunar month, the emperor's edict came from the palace. The chamberlain said in a sharp voice: "The emperor has an edict. Zhao Yang is the mother of the empress. She is a virtuous and virtuous woman who has been diligent and virtuous throughout her life. Now Zhao Yang is named the wife of the virtuous and filial country. The gold book and the gold treasure show the great favor of the emperor. I remember that the Zhao family is a loyal family, and I specially give the Zhao family 100 acres of good land. I admire this. "

"Your Majesty's grace is mighty."

With this decree, Mrs. Zhao's funeral was held in an extremely luxurious manner.

On the day of the funeral, roadside memorial tents erected by various prefectures stretched for ten miles.

The funeral procession was huge and full of joy and sorrow along the way.

It is a pity that no matter how great the honor is after death, it has no meaning to the deceased.

After Mrs. Zhao was buried, her children and grandchildren stayed behind closed doors in the mansion to observe mourning.

Lady bucks also told Zhao Wangshu on this day that Mrs. Zhao's real death was. "Master He went to the gambling workshop and lost 100,000 silver. He wanted to steal the old lady to sell it and was discovered by the old lady."

"The old lady grabbed him and refused to let him go. Master He threw the old lady out with all his strength. The old lady broke her neck and died on the spot."

"The family scandal must not be publicized. In order to protect Master He, Mr. Kuang did not let anyone spread it. He only said that the old lady died of an emergency."

Zhao Wangshu sneered and said, "Unfilial descendants."

"Yes, the old lady values ​​Mr. Kuang Da the most and loves Mr. He the most. She didn't expect that she would be killed by her own grandson, and her own son can't seek justice for her." Mrs. Qiao said with emotion.

After all, this was a matter about the mansion, and there was no conclusive evidence. Zhao Wangshu could forget about it and go about his life as usual.

On the 24th of the first lunar month, the concubine of Prince Xiangzheng gave birth to a daughter, who was the emperor's first grandchild.

The emperor didn't like Prince Xiangzheng, but he liked his granddaughter quite a lot. On the day of the third bath, he and the queen went to reward him with a lot of things. The concubines in the harem also followed suit and rewarded him with things.

Concubine Duan, the biological mother of Prince Xiangzheng, was dragged down by Prince Xiangzheng and demoted to the rank of Duan Concubine. The birth of her granddaughter made Emperor Longyan very happy and she was promoted to noble concubine.

Prince Xiangzheng, who was far away in the imperial mausoleum, was filled with mixed emotions when he learned about this incident. "It would be great if it was a boy."

"Your Majesty, there has been no good news from Prince Xianli's palace so far. If the princess can give birth to a son for the prince, your majesty will definitely recall the prince." said the confidant.

"Send a message to my mother-in-law that I want to go back to attend my daughter's full moon party and ask her to mention it to Your Majesty."

The words were passed smoothly to Concubine Duan Gui, but Concubine Duan Gui did not tell the emperor about it. Her status was not yet stable, and as a granddaughter, the emperor's attention was limited. When she added a grandson, she would be sure of it.

Prince Xiangzheng didn't know what his mother was thinking, and was still waiting in the imperial mausoleum.