Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 612 Picking up the steamed stuffed bun (2)
Qingli recalled it, and in her impression, those officials were used to wandering around the town with grass roots in their mouths. almost.

"These imperial guards are too barbaric!"

As soon as the Imperial Forest Army left, Mo Qingju's expression changed, and she complained in a low voice, "It's not as good as the officials in our town, little girl, look, they rummage around when they come up, and the snacks on the plate are scattered all over the floor. Nothing to check."

Just now after the Imperial Forest Army let a few people get out of the carriage, the two of them rummaged around in the carriage. When everyone returned to the carriage, they were shocked, because they got into the carriage with a torch, and the curtain on the wall of the carriage was burned. , almost frightened the fourth aunt, but Qingli had quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the teapot on the table, and quickly poured it over. The fire was not too big, but the smell in the car was not very pleasant, and the choking person kept coughing.

It seemed to be checking whether there was anyone hiding under the car seat. The cushions and curtains above were turned over in a mess and fell to the ground.

"These bandits!"

The second sister Qing Qiang cursed bitterly, without the help of the maid, she quickly picked up the cushion on the ground and shook it, and made room for the fourth aunt by the window, opened the window, the air would be better.

"Second sister, you have never seen a more robber."

Qingli talked about several times that the Imperial Forest Army entered the mansion in the middle of the night to search, it was really arrogant and domineering, they rummaged around, and put all the good things in their pockets when they saw it, no one dared to resist, because they were the emperor's people, and those first-rank officials did not dare to resist. If you dare to say no, you are afraid that this group of people will cause some trouble and wear small shoes.

The road was smooth at night, and the carriage soon arrived near Miyagi, where the Imperial Forest Army was under martial law. Qingli and second sister Qing Qiang helped the fourth aunt to get off the carriage. Cousin Mo Qingju and Xiangcao followed behind, and several people came to the base of the wall .

When it was almost time to arrive, officials and wives arrived one after another, and they all came sooner rather than later. Li Shi from the Sunji Restaurant next to him also came with the help of her maid, took Chen Shi's hand, and asked, "Chen Shi Ma'am, you have a body, you should pay more attention at this time. Crying at night will definitely attract lonely souls and wild ghosts, and the yin energy is too heavy."

"It's okay, I already have the amulet with me."

Mrs. Chen said, with shyness on her face. The amulet was obtained in the temple before her husband Mo Ruhai left. It is a pair. Unfit.

Qing Li has black lines on her face. Sun Hao's mother, Li Shi, looks weak and talented, and she always feels incongruous when she says something similar to feudal superstition, but the ancients believed in this, and they have their own According to the belief, Qingli has never seen a ghost, if there is, then she just happens to be one.

"Dong dong dong dong..."

The death knell rang continuously, and the wives all knelt down neatly, holding handkerchiefs, and there was a sound of wailing at the scene. The team of hundreds of people was crying loudly. It is estimated that the people in the capital will not be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

"Second sister, cousin, you are crying, a female officer will come to check on you soon."

Mo Qingqiang and Mo Qingju knelt on both sides of Qingli, holding handkerchiefs in their hands, their eyes widened. They thought that crying was similar to keeping a spirit. They knelt for an hour, but they didn't expect to cry again. They were all lanterns and torches, illuminating everyone's faces clearly, and it was clear at a glance whether those ladies had tears on their faces.

"Little sister, I can't cry."

Mo Qingqiang smiled wryly, and felt that it was a wrong decision to follow. The death of the queen mother has nothing to do with her. It has nothing to do with it, and she is not a relative of her own. Moreover, the queen mother died, and the family's itinerary plan was disrupted. Originally, I wanted to enjoy listening to the opera, but I wasted it again, wasting such a good opportunity.

"If you can't cry, you have to cry."

Qing Li held the handkerchief, and burst into tears in an instant, the cry was full of grief, the beauty was in tears, teardrops glistened on her eyelashes, and her eyes became more crystal clear, the second sister Qing Qiang was dumbfounded, the younger sister was still talking just now, so After a few breaths, I started crying, even singing is not so fast.

"Woooo..."

Holding the handkerchief, Mo Qingqiang blinked her eyes vigorously, and it took a long time to squeeze out two or three tears, but after such a rubbing, her eyes suddenly became as red as a rabbit. The female officer walked by and nodded. It is good to cry at night, At least it's not like Zhou Shi who came out and yelled that there was something wrong with his brain like in the daytime.

Qingli is also thinking about this question. The seat of Mr. Zhou in front is vacant. It seems that no one has come. Mr. Zhou’s behavior in the morning has already involved insulting the Queen Mother and losing his head. All of this is self-inflicted, Qingli and Yu Feier There was a grudge, but she didn't want to do anything to the Zhou family. It turned out that the Zhou family had bad intentions again and again. She knew that Yu Fei'er was acting as a shield for the third prince Yelu Churen. There is one person in her, who ruins her reputation everywhere, and wants to take revenge. She is always watching secretly like a poisonous snake, and will bite immediately when she is not prepared. Such hidden dangers cannot be kept.

The cries continued, and some female officials and officials from the Ministry of Rituals set up a mourning hall at the entrance of the palace. It was made of black cloth and white cloth, with flower baskets and elegiac couplets on both sides. There are also various tributes on it, three kinds of pastries, three kinds of fruits, and the embroidered portrait of the Queen Mother in the middle. The lower body is obviously a **** style, only the face has been replaced with the appearance of the Queen Mother. I don’t know who flattered her. Such a person should replace the bottom with a black spider body, which is the embodiment of a spider spirit.

Stacks of paper money are placed on the ground, a group of officials are worshiping according to their ranks, the queen mother has passed away, the crowd is not small, not only the wife is ordered to come and cry, these adults also have to kneel and burn the paper, they are far away, and there are crying barriers, Qingli couldn't hear what these people were saying, but there were a few rogue-headed rats who were very good at performing, holding paper money and crying, their expressions were the same as those of their dead mothers.

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince is here!"

In the middle of the night, there was a sharp shout, and then, a large carriage stopped at the gate of the palace. Everyone bowed their heads and bowed. When he walked down, his legs and feet were not very flexible, and he was supported by two young eunuchs.

"Your Highness, take care of your health, as long as there are ministers here."

Officials from the Ministry of Rites hurried forward to greet them, flattering them non-stop, saying how filial Yelu Churen is, now that he is seriously injured, he stays in the palace in the morning and is not idle late at night, coming outside the palace gate to accompany everyone. It is also rare.

"The emperor's grandmother passed away because His Highness was injured. This is really..."

As Yelu Churen said, his eyes were red and his voice was choked up. The adults who didn't know the truth were all persuading him, hoping that the third prince would take care of himself. The emperor didn't ask His Highness to keep a vigil in the palace, and now he needs to rest.

(End of this chapter)