​Imperial palace sweet love: Your Majesty, too dark!

South of the Yangtze River

It took only ten days for the news of the death of the emperor and queen to spread from the capital to the south of the Yangtze River.

Xia Jingfeng is here. It's Xia Tingfeng's personal letter.

In the old house of the Xia family, Zhao Qichen himself issued an imperial edict to pacify them.

Although they are in the south of the Yangtze River.

But Xia Jingfeng and master Xia have long been out of touch.

After many experiences, father and son are strangers.

It's no accident.

One is the county magistrate who returned home, and the other is the governor of Jiangnan who was granted by the imperial court.

One is old and the other is young.

One is full of regret and guilt but can't say it, and one is willing to forgive but has no steps.

If there is no careful planning, it is not easy to meet two people who can't fight with eight strokes.

Father and son, who are not good at words, are most likely to be delayed by time, thus missing the chance to make up with each other.

Of course, Xia Jingfeng didn't want to make up.

He resented master Xia all his life. Now it's not easy to forgive him?

……

A long sister is like a mother.

As far as Xia Jingfeng is concerned, there are two kinds of filial piety: National filial piety and family filial piety.

We can only temporarily hand over our duties to others.

It's just right that he has never had a good rest since he took office.

This time, Rexiao was able to take time out of his busy business.

Eat early.

He is thinking of worshiping the portrait of elder sister Chang in the Zen room.

Tang Xun suddenly came in.

She knelt down beside him and kowtowed three times. Then she turned to him.

"My Lord

"The news from Beijing is that the funeral of the emperor and Empress Dowager is almost over!"

"I want to come to my hometown. We've already received the news. Why don't we go home and have a look before the end of our filial piety?"

After returning from the county magistrate's post, master Xia returned to his hometown.

Yao's, Wen's and Xia Weifeng naturally went back. It was Xia's family's root.

But Xia Tingfeng didn't want to go.

Although it was the place where he was born, the place where his mother gave birth to him and raised him, it was also the place where elder sister fought to protect herself.

But in addition to his mother, elder sister and Wen, there was nothing worthy of his nostalgia in that place.

Originally, he wanted to say no, but Tang Xun continued to persuade him.

"Even if I kowtow to my wife, I'd like to make a stick of incense."

"It's the end of the new year. We can live for a while. On Tomb Sweeping Day, we can sweep the tombs of our mother and wife, burn some paper money and come back again."

Yes!

Xia Jingfeng is like the top of the mountain.

Mother was lonely in that small place for most of her life.

Except for Wen, no one will remember his mother.

Now Wen is old and has a bad memory. If she doesn't remember, won't her mother be ignored?

He immediately got up and took Tang Xun's hand with firm eyes.

"All right, you go and get ready. We'll start right away!"

"Yes

Tang Xun was finally relieved and said with a smile.

"The second lady will be glad to see you go back!"

Xia Jingfeng also said with a smile.

"Er Niang helped me in the end, so I should go back to visit you!"

"Elder brother is far away in the capital and can't come back, so I should go to visit him too!"

Tang Xun also smiles, and points Xia Jingfeng's forehead with his slender fingers.

"You

"I always think that it's enough to light incense in the Zen room to pray for my mother, but I don't know that my mother is still in her hometown!"

Xia Jingfeng looked out of the window at a distance, a little sad.

Yes!

Sometimes not only need to worship in the heart, but also need to worship face to face.

After so many years, it's time to let go of some knots.

It's time for the mother to take the children back and let her have a good look.

Tang Xun prepared very quickly, and he didn't have much to bring.

On the third day, on the first day of the twelfth month, they set out.

They are all in the south of the Yangtze River, and the two places are not far apart.

It's just that the place is remote and the road is not easy to walk, so the road was delayed for several days.

It was not until the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month that the four of them arrived at the old house of the Xia family.

……

Back to the place where I first lived, I looked at my familiar neighborhood, one house, one house, one plant and one tree.

He was quite touched and a little sad in his heart.

He always felt that.

No matter where he went, how noble he was, he was still the son and grandson of the Xia family.

As soon as he got back to this place, he was still a member of the family.

No matter how much he hated or resented, his surname was Xia. This is a fact that can never be changed.

Maybe my obsession for so many years is wrong?

No matter how hateful the family is, no matter how merciless the father and stepmother are, the Xia family eventually gave birth to him.

Is it too unfilial and wrong for him to hate and refuse?

In the future, how should he face the ancestors of the Xia family?

Out of the carriage, standing in front of the familiar and strange home.

Xia Jingfeng hesitates and stops.

Tang Xun, holding a son and a daughter in both hands, followed him.

Seeing that he hesitated, she stepped forward to encourage him.

"My Lord! This is your own home. Go ahead, I'll follow you

She has never been back with her husband since she got married.

He knew there was resentment in his husband's heart, but this time his relatives died, he had to come back anyway.

If some people don't cherish it, they may never see it again.

My husband's heart has been troubled for so many years. It's time to pass.

"Good!"

Xia Jingfeng hesitated for a long time, finally made up his mind, took his son's hand and went to the gate of Xia's old house.

……

The old house of Xia family is much worse than before.

Master Xia has no source of income when he goes back to his hometown. Both Wen and Yao are women's family. They are old and sick.

And the wind of Xia and Wei is also a useless tool, in addition to spoiling the family property, nothing else.

Nowadays, a large family lives on the savings of Wen's earlier years.

A few days ago.

Xia Weifeng somehow fell in love with a romantic widow and wanted to marry her.

Wen refused, but master Xia couldn't bear his son's absence for a hundred years. He thought that the widow could really give birth to a son and a half to Wei Feng, and that she could be regarded as a queen to Wei Feng.

In a moment of weakness, he agreed.

Wen didn't say much.

He took out one hundred liang from his personal silver to arrange his marriage. He also selected some jewelry for Ni Manxue to honor her and gave it to the golden widow as a gift.

As a mother-in-law whose name is not right and whose words are not right, she has done her utmost.

But the golden widow not only didn't appreciate it at all, but also thought her gift was shabby.

Even frequently instigate Xia Wei Feng to come here and cry for money.

Wen was so angry that he almost fell ill.

It's the old lady Hongrui Deli who stops Xia Weifeng and his wife and persuades her to stop a farce.

Otherwise, there might be something wrong!

Since then, Wen treated his father and son more coldly.

Even the cost of food and clothing are not the same.

Use the better one for yourself and the most common one for them.