"Your Majesty, the champion Hou Jiayu has left Beijing~"
Daming Palace, Imperial Study Room, Dai Quan hurriedly came to report.
"Where did you go again??"
When Emperor Mingkang heard this, his hand movements paused, and then he asked helplessly.
He really didn't know what to say to Jia Qi. Every time he went out, it didn't seem like he was going out unless something happened.
Dai Quan was also worried about this. What happened in Yuanchun yesterday had not been settled yet. This boy was so worried that he left the capital again. He didn't seem to worry about any bad words coming out of the capital. .
"We don't know yet. This time, the Champion went by carriage and had no intention of hiding his whereabouts. Master Xu also sent people to keep an eye on him!"
Emperor Mingkang was silent for a while, and then said coldly to Dai Quan: "Dai Quan, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? You haven't even found out your destination. Come and report to me. You only have so much time to be me. Come to listen to your nonsense??"
Dai Quan smiled bitterly in his heart. This was not what Emperor Mingkang himself requested. He said that if Jia Qi had any news, he should report it to him immediately, otherwise he would not be able to rush up to find excitement.
But facing Emperor Mingkang, he could not say anything else but admit his mistake.
"Your Majesty, forgive me~~"
Emperor Mingkang flicked his sleeves and signaled the other party to step back, but Dai Quan did not move for a while, so Emperor Mingkang narrowed his eyes.
"Is there anything else?"
Dai Quan shrank his neck and whispered, "Yes~~"
Emperor Mingkang showed a trace of impatience on his face, "Say~~"
"After going to court yesterday, Fan Yuanhe, Zeng Shutang, and Zuo Shutang got together at Fan Mansion last night. Zuo Shutang left about two hours later~"
Hearing the gathering of these people, Emperor Mingkang couldn't help but drop the memorial in his hand, and his eyes narrowed unnaturally.
"What did you say?"
"The three adults met at Lin Hua Pavilion in the Fan Mansion. There was no hiding place and the secret guards could not get close. The specific content has not yet been learned!"
After hearing Dai Quan's words, Emperor Mingkang was silent for a moment and then said: "I understand~~"
In fact, nothing much happened at yesterday's court meeting. It was just a reward for the ministers, and those who had meritorious deeds were rewarded based on their merits. For Jia Qi, who had great military exploits, he rewarded him with a gold medal to avoid death.
During this period, Fan Yuanhe mentioned the matter of the Snow Dragon Cavalry, but he suppressed it.
After the court, he could guess what they were talking about. He was also jealous of this invincible army, but there was one thing that these people probably didn't know. This army that spanned the Kangxi... How much should you chew every day?
Before Dai Quan left, Xu Yuantu walked in from outside.
He said nothing and respectfully handed over the note in his hand. Dai Quan stood aside, a little confused, what did Xu Yuantu mean? ?
Emperor Mingkang sighed softly after reading the note, "I didn't expect that I went there~"
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Compared with the bustling and bustling city, the outside of the capital is a bit bleak.
Only dead branches and leaves were left on both sides of the street, shivering in the cold wind.
An extremely luxurious carriage drove from the city.
The wooden wheels rolled over the mud, making a sound of pressing against the stones.
The weather is extremely cold, and the power of nature turns decay into magic, paving a special path.
"Reached?"
The carriage stopped on a slightly desolate road.
Not far away are several tombs, and there is no new soil on the tombs, which makes people feel sad to see them.
There are several crooked-necked trees nearby, their bare branches swaying gently in the wind, as if they are greeting passers-by.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and four people got out of the carriage one after another, one man and three women, none other than Jia Qi, Miao Yu, Cai Luan, and Xiang Ling.
"Ah!! It's so cold!!"
Xiangling rubbed her hands as soon as she got out of the car, and then subconsciously leaned towards Jia Qi. The carriage was well closed and there were several warm people.
It's not cold at all, but it's different when you get out of the car. Although the wind is not strong, it is too open here, and the wind is like a knife, which hurts people.
Cai Luan and Miao Yu, who came down later, also tightened their clothes.
After Miaoyu got out of the car, she began to look around. Although she was not very proficient in Feng Shui, she could still tell the quality of a place.
Er Niu and other personal guards were on guard at the side. Jia Qi looked at a tomb in the distance and took the lead to walk over.
Cai Luan and Xiang Ling quickly followed. Cai Luan took the yellow paper and other things from Er Niu's hand, Xiang Ling took the incense candle, and Miao Yu's hands were empty.
However, seeing each other like this, Cai Luan and Xiang Ling didn't say much. They already knew why Miaoyu came this time.
Jia Qi asked her to help look at the feng shui and see if it would be more appropriate to repair the family home here or move to another place.
As Miaoyu walked, her thumb moved on several other fingers, as if she was counting something.
"Sir, where is Madam's tomb?"
Miaoyu's thumb stopped on her middle finger, her brows furrowed slightly, she looked at the back in front of her and asked in a distant voice.
Jia Qi raised his hand, pointed to the tomb in front of him with a wooden tablet on it, and said softly: "That's it! I erected that wooden tablet with my own hands back then!!"
Miaoyu looked at the small dirt bag in the distance. The tombs were inconspicuous, and the place was even desolate. There were only a few scattered tombs nearby. For some reason, she suddenly felt uncomfortable.
She remembered a poem by Fan Dacheng from the Song Dynasty, which she felt was the most suitable poem for him.
Catalpa trees can be used everywhere in the family mountain, and carrying a pot with lotus leaves is like a drunk Liu.
Even if there is an iron gate for a thousand years, there will eventually be a piece of earthen bread.
The three-wheeled world is still in a state of gray calamity, and the four major bodies are strong.
How thick are the ants and the black kites? The chrysanthemums bloom in autumn in the wind.
Among them, "Even if there is an iron threshold for a thousand years, you will eventually have to be a soiled bun." The most relevant is her feelings, especially after she experienced wealth and was knocked down to dust, this feeling became deeper, but later because of Jia Qi, she once again stepped into the deep residence of Hou Men.
On weekdays, when Jia Qi was around, she was a little less sensitive to this feeling, but now, seeing Jia Qi's mother buried in such a place, it aroused her thoughts again.
Jia Qi can now be said to be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. His wealth has reached the extreme. With his personal force alone, he can even be said to be invincible in the world.
But so what, this person is still sleeping in this place. Time flies and flies by. Maybe in less than a hundred years, he will be buried underground. No matter how well the tomb is built or how full the incense is, he will not be there in the end. Still keeping company with the loess, a bag of dirt.
"What's wrong??"
Seeing that there was no movement from Miaoyu, Jia Qi thought that the other party had discovered something wrong, that his mother's grave had violated some ominous sign, so he asked aloud.
Miaoyu came back to her senses after hearing Jia Qi's words. She raised her head, saw the question in Jia Qi's eyes, and softly replied: "What's wrong?"
Hearing what the other party said, Jia Qi shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he had made a mistake. The pretty Taoist nun in front of him was thinking about other things, not because of the location of his mother's tomb.
"It's okay, let me know if you find anything soon~~"
Miaoyu nodded lightly. After Jia Qi turned around, she looked at Cai Luan aside and asked awkwardly, "What did he ask just now?"
Cai Luan reached out and pinched her little face, and then said: "Good sister, what were you thinking about just now? He was asking you if you saw something!!"
Miaoyu sighed softly after hearing Cai Luan's words. In fact, up to now, she had not seen anything wrong. In this way, it did not delay anything.
"I just remembered a sentence!!"
While walking Cai Luan, he asked softly: "What's going on??"
Miaoyu also answered truthfully, "Even if there is a thousand-year iron gate, eventually
A steamed bun is required. "
Hearing this, Cai Luan frowned. She seemed a little confused about what this sentence meant. After all, so far, she had not been exposed to many poems. She was still at the stage of Li Taibai and Du Zimei, and her words were also Copied Jia Qi's handwriting.
"What does this sentence mean?"
Miaoyu sighed quietly, and then said: "The meaning of this sentence is that even if a person is as blessed and longevity as a thousand-year-old person with a long family background, he will end up in a grave like a soiled bun, just like It’s us, and him. Even though we are extremely wealthy now, in less than a hundred years we may be buried underground forever, and that won’t be the case in the end~~"
Caiwan wrinkled her nose when she heard Miaoyu's explanation, "You're talking nonsense. He's already said it. You've also practiced. It's possible for people like you to live for a hundred or two hundred years. No. Maybe he will be with us in less than a hundred years!! "
Miaoyu shook her head helplessly. She didn't know how to answer Cai Luan's forced explanation, but people will die. It's just a matter of time. Even those characters in myths will pass away sometimes. , just like Peng Zu, he only lived eight hundred years.
Immortality is just one person's fantasy. No one like Qin Shihuang has achieved this goal.
After a while, several people came to the tomb that Jia Chu pointed to just now. On the wooden tablet were engraved a few words, "The tomb of the late concubine Jia Du, Lan Yan, the son of Jia Chu."
The expressions of the three goddesses became solemn, and Xiangling and Cailuan began to busy paying tribute and burning paper money.
Jia Chu bowed first, then picked up a bottle of wine and took a sip.
"Mom~~ When I came back last time, my son said that he would bring his wives to see you. These are all included. There is also an unmarried girl who looks no worse than these. She is very beautiful and can sing. The poem is right. She is Tanhua Lang’s daughter. You like to recite a few lines secretly when you have nothing to do. If she had been born a few years earlier, you would have become close friends. I think you will like it when you see her!!"
Cai Luan, Xiang Ling, and Miao Yu stood behind Jia Qi. When they heard him whispering, they all blushed. Although they also knew that Jia Qi's wife would not be themselves, they heard Jia Qi's wife. Xin's words still made them feel warm in their hearts.
This shows that Jia Qi has recognized their identities, which is more important to them than anything else.
"Oh, by the way, there is another one in Jiangnan..."
The wind whimpered and dispersed the subtle murmur. After a while, Jia Qi seemed to have finished speaking. Finally, he said to the three girls behind him: "Go and kowtow to our mother~~"
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