Fang Xu's thoughts moved and he glanced at Fang Lan beside him. Fortunately, the latter was concentrating on praying and did not raise his head.
Fang Xu breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the third stick of incense, and continued following his sister's words, "Trouble the four gods to protect the Fang family and keep me safe."
After saying this, the three incense sticks fell neatly into the incense basin. Mrs. Chen brought a lot of fruits and snacks and placed them on the offering table.
Fang Lan stood up, not forgetting to pull up Fang Xu who was beside him, and whispered, "Mr. Chen, just put these offerings out for an hour. We will take them away when we return to Beijing tomorrow."
"Old slave, I understand." Mrs. Chen said softly with a kind face, "This is the remnant blessing of our ancestors. The ladies can take it home and eat it among themselves. This can also be considered as a sign of gratitude from our ancestors."
Fang Lan nodded, raised his arm and slapped Fang Xu, and said softly, "It's getting late, go to bed quickly, Zhongyuan is coming soon, don't come out too much after dark."
Hearing this, Fang Xu curled his lips and whispered, "Sister, go to bed first. I still have something to talk to my parents."
Fang Lanquan thought she was missing her parents and didn't stop her. He just warned her, "That's okay. Just remember to go back early."
Fang Xu smiled and said softly, "Don't worry, my house is right next to it."
Watching Fang Lan and Mrs. Chen leaving one after another, Fang Xu's smile faded slightly. He turned around and took out a wooden board from the beam behind the curtain, and took it down carefully.
After wiping off the light dust on his head, Fang Xu straightened his expression and placed the tablet made of wood at the edge of the table.
His eyes fell on the engraved words above, Fang Xu's eyes moved, and he slowed down his voice, "To me, you are not a piece of paper, but a life of flesh and blood. I have replaced you, so I know that it is not easy for you. How will your life be in the future?" I'll take over, you don't have to worry anymore."
After saying that, Fang Xu moved his fingertips slightly, touched his heart, and said softly, "I once blamed you for having dusty eyes and not being able to recognize the pearls. After thinking about it carefully, you are the only victim in this false mother-child friendship. .”
"When Xie Changqing and Xie Shuer passed away, my heart ached unbearably. I know that was your emotion." Fang Xu's eyes were a little hot and he whispered, "I set up a sign for you because I want you to let go of your obsessions. , suffer all kinds of suffering in this life, and live a happy life in the next life.”
Fang Xu's voice was a little hoarse, and he suppressed the sourness in his heart, as if he was saying goodbye to a friend of many years, and murmured in a low voice, "Goodbye, Fang Xu."
As soon as she finished speaking, a peach on the table suddenly fell down, rolled around on the ground, and stopped at the edge of her skirt.
Seeing this, Fang Xu raised the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to pick up the peach, and said softly, "This is what you left for me."
After that, Fang Xu Shi stood up, opened the door and walked out.
I don't know if it was Fang Xu's illusion, but as soon as she stepped outside, the biting cold wind suddenly softened, and the cold winter seemed like early spring.
Fang Xu exhaled a breath of turbid air, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and took steps into the night.
next day
The carriage drove slowly away, heading towards the capital.
Silence returned to the Fang family's old house, and Mrs. Chen clutched the feather duster and began to repeat her life again.
Stepping into the ancestral hall, Mrs. Chen suddenly paused, with a confused look on her face, "Aren't there only eleven tablets... Where did the twelfth one come from?"
Mrs. Chen walked over and looked at the tablet at the edge. There were two sentences on it that caught her attention.
"The supporting characters have no ending."
"Forgetting is death, but I will always remember you."
Mrs. Chen's brows relaxed and the corners of her mouth raised, "This is quite interesting, that's all. Let's just put it here, it's appropriate for the occasion."
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Yangxin Hall
Outside the main hall, there were many people standing in Yang Yang.
Yuan Chen looked solemn and looked straight at the man opposite.
The man was wearing an official robe, with a lazy expression, looking around casually.
Yuan Chen's eyes darkened, and he grasped the wat board's fingertips so hard that they turned white. Shen Ji's voice unconsciously sounded in his mind.
"Mr. Lang, there is no backer behind Cui Shangshu. Sui Yin's identity cannot be revealed for the time being. I think there is a bigger backer behind him to guarantee him."
"I have secretly arranged the manpower. Lang Jun just needs to wait. Only by staying out of the limelight can he escape from this incident unscathed."
Yuan Chen came back to his senses, looked at Sui Yin not far away, looked a little worried, and murmured in a low voice, "A charlatan, you can't get on the stage!"
Perhaps sensing something, Sui Yin suddenly turned his head and met his gaze, raising his lips with a sinister smile.
Seeing his strange expression, Yuan Chen's heart skipped a beat and he broke into a cold sweat.
At this moment, Xie Li slowly walked up to him and said in a deep voice, "Lang Jun, calm down, you're just a liar."
Yuan Chen swallowed his saliva and murmured, "Why do I feel... that he looks like a human and a ghost?"
"You are so strange and powerful." Xie Li lowered his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Master Shen asked me to bring you a message. Everything is arranged, just waiting for the show to start."
Yuan Chen hummed softly, forcing himself not to think about that terrifying smile again.
The bell rang, and Zhang De's fat body stepped out of the Yangxin Hall, holding a whisk in his arm, and cleared his throat, "The Emperor orally -"
For a moment, everyone knelt down in unison, and there was silence all around. You could hear a pin drop.
A trace of helplessness flashed across Zhang De's eyes, and he raised his voice and said, "Sui Aiqing often observes Feng Shui's luck, and wrote a letter saying that there is royal luck in the palace, a person with a true dragon destiny, I am very happy, and I specially order Sui Aiqing to find this place." Man, to be the crown prince."
Hearing this, gasps came from the crowd.
No one expected that the position of crown prince would be granted in such a careless manner.
Several princes had different expressions, but Yuan Chen had no expression on his face and was extremely calm.
Zhang De pursed his lips, looked at Sui Yin in the audience with some displeasure, and whispered, "Master Sui, please."
Sui Yin nodded politely and glanced at the princes present. Suddenly he closed his eyes and began to dance like a master on the high platform. He was also mumbling something, and the others looked puzzled.
"Pretending to be a ghost!" Yuan Chen cursed secretly, showing impatience, "Let such a bastard decide the position of crown prince, it's really..."
Yuan Chen moved his mouth, but he really didn't dare to curse.
"Don't be impatient, sir." Xie Li's eyes darkened and he whispered comfort, "Everyone knows what the emperor has in mind. He may say he is happy on the lips, but he may be very angry in his heart."
"Look, Sir." Xie Li looked around and said in a deep voice, "Which of these princes is particularly positive?"
When Yuan Chen heard this, he looked around and saw that all the brothers looked as if they were afraid of being selected.
It seemed that he was not the only one who was wary of his father.
On the high platform, Sui Yin, who had been talking to himself crazily, suddenly stopped, pointed with his big hand, and said loudly, "I figured it out, the right man is - him!"
Everyone looked along his fingertips and saw the pale-faced fourth prince in the audience. (End of chapter)
