Nongmen's fierce wife busy farming

Chapter 1135 Feiran went to Yin's Cemetery
After the girl served tea, Bai Ningxiang revealed the purpose of inviting people into the palace.

"Enter Shang Pharmacy?"

When Mrs. Lou heard this, her heart was moved. A while ago, her son mentioned the situation of his aunt to her. He wasted half his life. It's not a problem to be wandering all the time. He was thinking about how to persuade her to come back.

There are family members by your side, and you can discuss things if you have something, which is better than looking forward to the peace of mind.

"Ma'am, you heard me right. This is what I mean. With Aunt Ping's medical skills, she will definitely be able to help me manage the Shang Pharmacy."

As a queen, she couldn't do without someone of her own.

"So, today, I want Madam to come to the palace to ask Madam, would Aunt Ping be willing to come back and help me?"

Mrs. Lou heard the Queen's tone, stood up again and saluted,

"My wife thanked the empress for her kindness on behalf of my aunt. To tell the truth, my wife is also worried about my aunt's situation recently. She wants to call someone back, but she is afraid that she will refuse. She is always floating around alone. It's not a problem after all."

"Now that I have a message from the empress, I will send it to my aunt if I don't go back. The wife thinks, she will definitely not refuse."

The letters between their aunts and sisters-in-law have never been broken. Every time the aunts and grandmothers write letters, they always mention the empress, which shows that the two have a deep relationship.

"It's great that it's so real. I'm waiting for news from my wife."

"Yes, this is good news. My wife will go back and write to my aunt."

Mrs. Lou couldn't sit still when she said that, "My wife will leave."

"Alright, the banquet will be held soon, and it's the same when we get together again. Yun Ni, send Mrs. Lou out of the palace."

"Yes, ma'am please." Yun Ni looked at Madam Lou and led her out of the palace herself.

In the following days, Bai Ningxiang drew up the dishes for the banquet, and sent someone to deliver the list to the dining room, and asked them to cook according to the menu.

In the past palace banquets, most of them were meat dishes with big fish and meat. When they were slightly cold, they would become a layer of oil, and they would lose their appetite when they looked at them. It was already cold in winter, and even if they were served, people rarely moved their chopsticks.

Coupled with the fact that the ancestors of the Han family passed away not long ago, it was not easy to be too extravagant and wasteful.

In her menu, most of them are vegetarian dishes, steamed dishes, the style is beautiful, and it is no problem to simply fill the stomach.

None of the noble ladies who came to the palace to attend the palace banquet came here for the food. Some noble ladies did not even move their chopsticks in order to maintain their appearance, and only drank water during the entire palace banquet.

So, put some flower plates and steaming plates, and you can still consume a little bit.

As for the layout of the palace, Ding Gui really didn't dare to make up his own mind. He mainly focused on cleaning and cleaning, and didn't dare to add more gorgeous colors.

Because of the weather, wintersweet was placed in the yard, in various colors. These flowers were also my mother's favorite during her lifetime.

The ancestors of the Han family were the victims of the change of dynasty, the pioneers of the game between the two sides, although they died, but for outsiders, they belonged to the winners, and for their descendants, it was a blessing.

Therefore, she and the emperor only need to keep all kinds of grief in their hearts, there is no need for courtiers to wear plain clothes, and there is no need for the whole city to mourn.

Bai Ningxiang led the palace people around, looking at the layout of the palace, she was quite satisfied,

"Ding Yang, go and tell Ding Gui that there is no need for eight-treasure glazed lanterns for the night banquet, and let the inner palace prepare hand-painted lanterns, such as plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemums. If it is too late, you can also buy them outside."

"Yes, empress." Ding Yang agreed, and took the two palace servants to the internal guard.

At this moment in the Chengde Hall, Han Jing was still processing the piled memorials, and Han Shuli stood by and waited on him.

"Master, Feiran appeared in Yin's cemetery." Feng Er suddenly appeared in the study and replied in a low voice.

"Feiran? What is he going to Yin's cemetery for?" Han Jing put down Zhu Piao and couldn't help frowning.

"The subordinates don't know, he only carried a jug of wine, and sat there alone to get drunk, and he noticed the breath of the subordinates, so he didn't care."

"Go and have a look."

Han Jing got up, changed into a moon-white uniform, and wore a silver squirrel fur cloak, explained to Uncle Han, and disappeared with Feng Er.

In fact, he had already started to be curious in his heart. The Han family was on the side of the Qing Dynasty, and the heroes of the world almost came out. He thought that such a big event would definitely happen.

When he was in Zhangzhou Mansion before, he popped up at every turn, but now he has made such a big commotion that Fei Ran is not even a shadow. It would be a lie to say that he is not curious.

In Yin's cemetery, fallen leaves are flying at the gate, and the people who took care of the cemetery have all dispersed, and it looks quite deserted.

He was grateful for the friendship between Yin Yi and Empress Sun, and ordered people to bury them together, and then sent people to guard nearby to prevent sudden changes.

It's just that he didn't expect that the first person to welcome him was Fei Ran.

"Coming? Isn't it slow?"

With a mocking voice, Fei Ran came out from behind the stone tablet, still dressed in red, his eyes were slightly drunk, making him even more flamboyant.

Seeing Han Jing coming, he didn't care, and sat lazily on the stone steps beside him.

"Tsk tsk... I haven't seen her in a year, and she really looks like a dragon, and her aura is compelling."

As he spoke, he held the jug, raised his head and took a sip, looked back at Yin Yi's grave, the corners of his mouth were pursed, his jaw was tense, his eyes were mocking, gloomy and desolate.

All kinds of emotions were mixed together, making Fei Ran's expression crazy for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to a lazy, wanton and unrestrained expression.

Han Jing looked at him and couldn't help frowning, "Why don't you come to find me when you're in the capital, after all, you are my uncle. If you don't come in, will people laugh at me for not being good at hospitality?"

"Haha... Now you are His Majesty the Emperor of Korea, and I am a scumbag. The little affection between us may not be able to cross this gap."

Feiran looked at Han Jing, laughed loudly, raised his head and took another sip of wine, and wiped it off with his sleeve nonchalantly.

Looking at Feiran in front of him, he always felt something strange, "What's wrong with you? Why did you appear in Yin's cemetery?"

"Good question, why am I here?"

Feiran glanced around, and laughed softly, but the sound made people feel weird.

"In Yin's cemetery, all the people buried in the Yin's family have nothing to do with me."

Han Jing: "..."

The guy was really drunk.

"Han Jing, I heard that Xiangxiang gave birth to another pair of twins for you. Congratulations. Speaking of which, you are really blessed. Not only do you have a status, you also have a lovely wife and beautiful family, and you have both children."

Fei Ran stared at Han Jing with a smile, then raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"Tell me yourself, does God give you special favors?"

"You're right, I'm indeed a lucky one, because of my Xiangxiang Wangfu, so after marrying her, I've prospered."

Han Jing looked at his drunken look, too lazy to be serious, and chatted according to his heart.

"You haven't told me why you came to Kyoto suddenly? If you need my help, just ask."

(End of this chapter)