Nongmen's clever daughter-in-law: hook a general and give birth to a cub
Chapter 130 The Ghost Old Man in the Ancestral Hall
Chapter 130 The Ghost Old Man in the Ancestral Hall
Before Cui'er could finish speaking, the princess stopped outside the ancestral hall, turned her head abruptly, and interrupted sharply, "If it wasn't for the fact that my princess' son was left in the palace, how could such a thing happen? Now it's different. The most important thing is that when he returns to this princess, no matter whether he can live in the East Palace or not, this princess will let this child live in the palace in a down-to-earth manner."
Hope for a daughter to become a phoenix, hope for a child to become a dragon, no matter whether it is a big family or a small family, as long as it is a baby born in your own belly, you will have such thoughts.
But after more than ten years of separation, the princess can only hope that her son can live well.
Hey!
After hearing these touching words, Cui'er couldn't help sighing again and again, "Princess, I know your painstaking efforts, but my lord may not think so!"
Stay in Yongle County, continue to be a small hunter, not to mention rich and powerful, but you can always get a wife and son on the kang, and live happily ever after.
And the reason why the Eighth Prince wants to break Zhou Yongnian's peace is nothing more than to let him regain his status as crown prince and fulfill the prophet's prophecy.
"The son returns to Beijing this time, I am afraid that he will not have a few days to live in peace."
Holding the lighting oil lamp in his hand, he carefully pushed open the black-painted door, a gust of cold wind mixed with fragrance came from the dark place, and there was a strange sound.
"Princess, why don't we come back another day!"
Tweety, who was so frightened that she got goosebumps all over her body, shrank her neck and looked timidly at the princess next to her, "I heard that the ancestral hall in our mansion will have... ..."
"If the ancestors can show their spirits, it will really be the blessing of the princess and the prince."
He snatched the oil lamp from the servant girl's hand and walked in with big strides.
It's not that I'm not afraid, but because of the status of the princess, if I become a coward in front of Cui'er, I will really lose face to my grandma's house.
"What are you still doing there stupidly? Hurry up and come in with me."
"Yes."
Responding with a trembling voice, she walked into the gray ancestral hall one step at a time, her arms tightly hugging her shoulders, still feeling countless pairs of eyes looking at her.
what! ! !
I don't know what happened to my feet, and I blurted out a scream.
"You dead girl, what are you yelling here? You scared the princess to death!"
As soon as she walked to the table where the memorial tablet was enshrined, she was stopped by Tweety's nonsensical shouts, she twisted her cold neck and rolled her eyes when she turned her head.
The heart in my heart was beating wildly, I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and calmed down the panic that was rushing into my head, "Tweety, you better control your mouth for this princess, know your identity, and do what you should do !"
As the big maid next to the princess, her eyes have grown to the top of her head, and she always points and points at the servants in the mansion on weekdays, with the appearance of a big housekeeper.
Such transcendence of status, she should have been disciplined, but for the sake of her deceased mother and aunt, I, the master, turned a blind eye to it. After all, there are too few people who can be trusted. .
But the more accustomed some people are, the more lawless they become!
"Wang... Wangfei, slave... slave just now... just now seems... seems to be..."
"It's like something, hesitating, but you should speak clearly!"
The concubine put the oil lamp in her hand on the desk, and just as she was about to walk into Tweety, she saw a black figure get up from the ground and stretched her waist.
God!
The shout that was about to blurt out was swallowed back.
He tightly covered his open mouth with his hands, his eyes were as big as copper bells, full of fear, his numb legs kept shaking, and he couldn't take a step.
"Noisy, noisy, this place is dedicated to the ancestors, how can you go wild here?!"
An old man with a white beard came into view, wearing a shabby sackcloth, dirty, no different from a beggar on the roadside.
"Who are you? Why did you appear in the mansion? And why are you hiding in the ancestral hall?"
I don't know where Tweety's courage came from, but she rushed forward with a stride, with her arms wide open, blocking the princess behind her, pretending to be capable of fighting, and wanted to give this bad old man who suddenly appeared scare away.
Haha ...
Seeing this little girl's innocence, the old man couldn't help laughing, "Huihui, I haven't seen you in how many years. In the past, everyone around you was taught to be very clever by you. Why is there such a fool? "
Huihui?
It's been a long time since anyone called me by my name, the concubine's pupils closed, and that most comfortable memory suddenly broke into her mind.
"Master..."
The pale pink lips opened and closed, spit out two words, and there was no more words.
A tear of bitterness,
Two drops of regret and self-blame,
Three drops of joy tinged with bewilderment.
Bean-sized tears, crackling from the corners of the eyes, the hands hanging on the sides of the body tightly grasped the skirt, and the palms were constantly sweating.
"You old man, I thought you were dead. How many years have passed, and there is no news at all. Are you trying to scare me to death?!"
While crying, the princess rushed out from behind Tweety, hugged the white-bearded old man tightly, and beat him round and round in aggrieved manner like a child.
"Okay, okay, Huihui, I have something important to do as a teacher, so I left."
Smiling and pushing away his only apprentice, he is obviously getting older, but he is still exactly the same as when he was a child, and he will lose his temper at every turn.
Thinking in her heart, the expression on her face became softer, she took out a yellowed picture scroll from her sleeve, and handed it to the princess.
"This is……"
"You will know when you open it."
She was so mysterious that she was confused.
He took the old picture scroll and pushed it away little by little under the light of the oil lamp.
A protruding and attractive woman appeared on the rice paper, her eyebrows and eyes were lively and nimble, even if she couldn't move or lie, she gave people a very expressive feeling.
"Who is she...?"
"Your daughter-in-law."
The old man stroked his white beard before continuing, "This girl is called Du Yao. Her background is not simple. She is not just a faceless little girl. Her existence is enough to change the world."
"It's just a country woman, how can you have such great ability? You old man, you can't talk but your brain?!"
Cui'er, who was standing behind the princess, put her hands behind her back, stood on tiptoes, and looked at the person in the portrait with her head poking her head. Although she was quite handsome, she still lacked the temperament that a noble woman should have, and she had no characteristics.
"Tweety, who allowed you to talk to this princess' master like this?"
"Princess, slave..."
Snapped!
As soon as his words reached his lips, he was severely interrupted by a slap.
(End of this chapter)
Before Cui'er could finish speaking, the princess stopped outside the ancestral hall, turned her head abruptly, and interrupted sharply, "If it wasn't for the fact that my princess' son was left in the palace, how could such a thing happen? Now it's different. The most important thing is that when he returns to this princess, no matter whether he can live in the East Palace or not, this princess will let this child live in the palace in a down-to-earth manner."
Hope for a daughter to become a phoenix, hope for a child to become a dragon, no matter whether it is a big family or a small family, as long as it is a baby born in your own belly, you will have such thoughts.
But after more than ten years of separation, the princess can only hope that her son can live well.
Hey!
After hearing these touching words, Cui'er couldn't help sighing again and again, "Princess, I know your painstaking efforts, but my lord may not think so!"
Stay in Yongle County, continue to be a small hunter, not to mention rich and powerful, but you can always get a wife and son on the kang, and live happily ever after.
And the reason why the Eighth Prince wants to break Zhou Yongnian's peace is nothing more than to let him regain his status as crown prince and fulfill the prophet's prophecy.
"The son returns to Beijing this time, I am afraid that he will not have a few days to live in peace."
Holding the lighting oil lamp in his hand, he carefully pushed open the black-painted door, a gust of cold wind mixed with fragrance came from the dark place, and there was a strange sound.
"Princess, why don't we come back another day!"
Tweety, who was so frightened that she got goosebumps all over her body, shrank her neck and looked timidly at the princess next to her, "I heard that the ancestral hall in our mansion will have... ..."
"If the ancestors can show their spirits, it will really be the blessing of the princess and the prince."
He snatched the oil lamp from the servant girl's hand and walked in with big strides.
It's not that I'm not afraid, but because of the status of the princess, if I become a coward in front of Cui'er, I will really lose face to my grandma's house.
"What are you still doing there stupidly? Hurry up and come in with me."
"Yes."
Responding with a trembling voice, she walked into the gray ancestral hall one step at a time, her arms tightly hugging her shoulders, still feeling countless pairs of eyes looking at her.
what! ! !
I don't know what happened to my feet, and I blurted out a scream.
"You dead girl, what are you yelling here? You scared the princess to death!"
As soon as she walked to the table where the memorial tablet was enshrined, she was stopped by Tweety's nonsensical shouts, she twisted her cold neck and rolled her eyes when she turned her head.
The heart in my heart was beating wildly, I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and calmed down the panic that was rushing into my head, "Tweety, you better control your mouth for this princess, know your identity, and do what you should do !"
As the big maid next to the princess, her eyes have grown to the top of her head, and she always points and points at the servants in the mansion on weekdays, with the appearance of a big housekeeper.
Such transcendence of status, she should have been disciplined, but for the sake of her deceased mother and aunt, I, the master, turned a blind eye to it. After all, there are too few people who can be trusted. .
But the more accustomed some people are, the more lawless they become!
"Wang... Wangfei, slave... slave just now... just now seems... seems to be..."
"It's like something, hesitating, but you should speak clearly!"
The concubine put the oil lamp in her hand on the desk, and just as she was about to walk into Tweety, she saw a black figure get up from the ground and stretched her waist.
God!
The shout that was about to blurt out was swallowed back.
He tightly covered his open mouth with his hands, his eyes were as big as copper bells, full of fear, his numb legs kept shaking, and he couldn't take a step.
"Noisy, noisy, this place is dedicated to the ancestors, how can you go wild here?!"
An old man with a white beard came into view, wearing a shabby sackcloth, dirty, no different from a beggar on the roadside.
"Who are you? Why did you appear in the mansion? And why are you hiding in the ancestral hall?"
I don't know where Tweety's courage came from, but she rushed forward with a stride, with her arms wide open, blocking the princess behind her, pretending to be capable of fighting, and wanted to give this bad old man who suddenly appeared scare away.
Haha ...
Seeing this little girl's innocence, the old man couldn't help laughing, "Huihui, I haven't seen you in how many years. In the past, everyone around you was taught to be very clever by you. Why is there such a fool? "
Huihui?
It's been a long time since anyone called me by my name, the concubine's pupils closed, and that most comfortable memory suddenly broke into her mind.
"Master..."
The pale pink lips opened and closed, spit out two words, and there was no more words.
A tear of bitterness,
Two drops of regret and self-blame,
Three drops of joy tinged with bewilderment.
Bean-sized tears, crackling from the corners of the eyes, the hands hanging on the sides of the body tightly grasped the skirt, and the palms were constantly sweating.
"You old man, I thought you were dead. How many years have passed, and there is no news at all. Are you trying to scare me to death?!"
While crying, the princess rushed out from behind Tweety, hugged the white-bearded old man tightly, and beat him round and round in aggrieved manner like a child.
"Okay, okay, Huihui, I have something important to do as a teacher, so I left."
Smiling and pushing away his only apprentice, he is obviously getting older, but he is still exactly the same as when he was a child, and he will lose his temper at every turn.
Thinking in her heart, the expression on her face became softer, she took out a yellowed picture scroll from her sleeve, and handed it to the princess.
"This is……"
"You will know when you open it."
She was so mysterious that she was confused.
He took the old picture scroll and pushed it away little by little under the light of the oil lamp.
A protruding and attractive woman appeared on the rice paper, her eyebrows and eyes were lively and nimble, even if she couldn't move or lie, she gave people a very expressive feeling.
"Who is she...?"
"Your daughter-in-law."
The old man stroked his white beard before continuing, "This girl is called Du Yao. Her background is not simple. She is not just a faceless little girl. Her existence is enough to change the world."
"It's just a country woman, how can you have such great ability? You old man, you can't talk but your brain?!"
Cui'er, who was standing behind the princess, put her hands behind her back, stood on tiptoes, and looked at the person in the portrait with her head poking her head. Although she was quite handsome, she still lacked the temperament that a noble woman should have, and she had no characteristics.
"Tweety, who allowed you to talk to this princess' master like this?"
"Princess, slave..."
Snapped!
As soon as his words reached his lips, he was severely interrupted by a slap.
(End of this chapter)
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