Zhu Biao's aventurine is still as clean as ever, without any weeds.
It can be seen that Lan Yu is really serious about guarding Zhu Biao's mausoleum.
As in previous years, Yang Xuan and Lan Yu arranged the offerings, lit incense and candles, and burned paper money in front of the mausoleum.
At the same time, he told Zhu Biao about the changes in the Ming Dynasty and the victories that the Ming Dynasty had achieved externally.
I chatted with Zhu Biao for almost an hour, and it was getting late. I had to go see Xu Da later and talk to him.
Yang Xuan stood up and said, "Your Highness, I will leave now and come to see you next year."
"Brother, let's go!" He turned around and said to Lan Yu.
Afterwards, the two went to Xu Da's mausoleum.
There is a distance between Xu Da's mausoleum and Zhu Biao's Dongling Tomb, about ten miles.
Yang Xuan and Lan Yu arrived after leaving for half an hour.
The weeds around the mausoleum were cleaned up to make the mausoleum look cleaner.
Yang Xuan then took out the tribute and placed it on the table.
Lan Yu put a stick of incense on Xu Da, burned some paper money, turned and walked away, leaving the space for Yang Xuan.
Plop!
Yang Xuan knelt down in front of Xu Daling.
"Teacher, my disciple is here to see you."
"You keep the money first, and I will burn it for you later."
"If you are missing something, just give me a dream."
As he talked, Yang Xuan couldn't help but fall into memories.
There is no doubt that Xu Da is a qualified teacher, and he treats his disciple who was picked up halfway as his own son.
There was never any shortage of food for himself, which made Yang Xuan feel a sense of family affection in this era of cannibalism.
In his previous life, he was an orphan and longed for family affection. After coming to this era, he had briefly had it, but in the troubled times, that short-lived family affection did not last long and disappeared.
Xu Da's appearance was like a fire in the cold night, bringing him light and warmth.
However, God did not fulfill his wish, and Xu Da passed away in the eighteenth year of Hongwu.
Only one mission of protecting the world was left, which was passed on to Yang Xuan.
After thinking about it for a while, Yang Xuan remembered that he still had some good news to tell the teacher.
The first is the war between the Ming Dynasty and the Japanese country. Yang Xuan talked about it with spitting.
Speaking of the exciting points, Yang Xuan started to make direct gestures.
"Teacher, after this battle is completed, it will be enough for our Ming Dynasty to develop rapidly for a long time in the future."
"Disciple, I have lived up to your expectations."
"Just watch from the sky, my disciple will protect the Ming Dynasty."
Speaking of this, Yang Xuan's speech slowed down and his voice became lower.
After a long silence, Yang Xuan calmed down.
Talking about Xu Miaojin again.
"Teacher, I already have news about my junior sister."
"Her temperament is really different from others, and I don't know who she is like."
"It's just that in an era like this, a woman like her is destined to have a hard time."
Xu Miaojin likes peace and freedom and does not want to become a victim of political marriage.
Although the marriage between Xu Miaoyun and Zhu Di is also a political marriage, it is extremely rare for them to have a good relationship as a couple.
Xu Miaojin also lamented in private more than once that her eldest sister was lucky.
On the contrary, my second sister cannot do it.
The acting king, Zhu Gui, had an irritable personality, and he often levied excessive taxes on the people in his fiefdom.
Such a personality also destined that the relationship between the couple would not be good.
When he was in the capital, Zhu Gui had some scruples and restrained himself, but when he arrived in the fiefdom, Zhu Gui's true nature was exposed.
Later, Yang Xuan visited the north on the order of Lao Zhu. After learning what Zhu Gui had done, he punished him severely.
At least it was the kind that couldn't get out of bed for half a month. Zhu Gui refused to accept it and complained to Lao Zhu, but all he got was an imperial edict from Lao Zhu.
And this also made Zhu Gui realize that the identity of the emperor's biological son sometimes didn't work.
Since then, he has restrained himself a lot and has a lot of respect for his princess.
There was no way, his mother's family was too cruel, if he didn't want to be unable to get out of bed for the rest of his life, he could only endure it.
The existence of Yang Xuan gave the Xu sisters so much confidence that Prince An Zhu Ying, who later married Xu Da's third daughter, did not dare to show any disrespect to his princess.
All these things were seen by Xu Miaojin, which made her even more determined not to become a victim of political marriage.
If you want to marry, marry the one you love.
But the identity of Yang Xuan's consort and the rules of this era determined the outcome between the two of them.
In the end, she chose to become a monk to fight against the rules of this era.
She just wants to tell the rules of this era. She is a person with independent ideas and will never accept oppression.
There will never be only one example like this under the oppression of feudal ethics.
It will continue to appear in the future until the complete end of feudal society.
In this way, Yang Xuan analyzed the little junior sister's character with the teacher Xu Da.
"It would be great if she was born in the prosperous age hundreds of years later, but it's a pity..."
Yang Xuan sighed, and he didn't know whether he was feeling sorry for his junior sister, or lamenting that one person's power was too small in the face of an era.
"Teacher, I will go see my junior sister after a while. When I come back, I will tell you about her situation."
The paper money has been burned and the incense has been burned out.
Yang Xuan poured a bowl of wine for Xu Da and sprinkled it in front of the mausoleum.
Get up and say goodbye!
Lan Yu came over at this time and patted Yang Xuan on the shoulder, saying nothing.
"Brother, let's go back!"
"Um."
It took longer to get back because we had to climb a mountain after all!
After returning home, Lan Yu sat down under the eaves, breathing heavily.
Seeing this, Lan Chun quickly brought water to Lan Yu.
Lan Yu drank it in a big gulp and felt like she was alive again.
He looked at Yang Xuan and smiled helplessly.
"You are getting old after all. If you were twenty years younger, we could walk two more rounds on this short road without even taking a breath."
"I believe this!" Yang Xuan also laughed.
Lan Yu laughed, feeling beautiful.
"Let's go, brothers, have a drink."
Lan Yu smiled and stood up to enter the house. Lan Chun supported her, but Lan Yu scolded her.
"I can still walk, I don't need you to submit."
Lan Chun looked embarrassed and stood there, neither helping nor helping.
Fortunately, Yang Xuan helped him out in time.
"Your father has been proud all his life. When he gets old, he still needs help to walk. He can't accept it."
"Don't take it personally."
"Uncle Yang, I understand." Lan Chun nodded, looking at his father's hunched back, his eyes filled with distress.
He has been with his father since he was a child, so he naturally understands his father's pride.
Lan Yu, a person who personally ended the Beiyuan Royal Court, even though he is old, the pride in his heart has never disappeared.
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