Inheritance policy

Chapter 167 The end of the year

In the imperial city of Xiaosha, the snow came from the north and stopped in the south.

The first snow of this year fell in small grains. After a long night, the snow was blown by the wind, and then it was covered with a thicker layer.

At the northernmost end of the imperial city, the Ye Court is long and narrow, with gray walls standing tall, and a straight road leads to the distance, leading to
Where is it going?

Ah Jiu didn't know either, she had never stepped out of that door before, she shook her head lightly with her hands heavy, and dragged her head down in the snow with difficulty while dragging a wooden barrel taller than her.

I heard Mammy say that there should be no snow on the roads in the palace city in the south, not even snow scum, let alone slippery—"Otherwise the nobles will bend their waists, slip, and be unable to turn over for the rest of their lives." It's Mammy's words.

noble?

Their place is so secluded and desolate that not even a fly comes here, all the people who come here are dead or dying, even the nanny has never seen a nobleman, no, the one who was carried over three nights ago, Can you be considered a nobleman?

Even though his body was covered in blood, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his eyes could not be opened, he still looked like a nobleman—wearing a white silk robe, with a high nose bridge, and thin but curved eyebrows, as if on the first day of the new year. The beautiful moon, with a soft voice, broad shoulders and long legs, even when lying on straw stalks, the back is straight.

But Mammy said that he is not a nobleman either, "at best he is a dog next to a nobleman, a low-class bastard, and he is a burden to others when he is alive. The superiors told him that he will be burned when he dies. The ashes can be given Use my flowers as nourishment." These are also the exact words of the nanny.

On a snowy day, Ah Jiu's body was covered with sweat, and his heart was as bitter as if he had drunk coptis water.

What the hell did he do wrong?If you die, you're done, and you have to burn him. The country says that when a person dies and is burned to ashes, he will enter the animal life in the next life, and he will be a cow or a horse in the next life.

What a pity for such a good sounding tube.

"Ah Jiu, Ah Jiu! The new one is dead! Go and collect the corpse!"

It was Mammy's voice.

Ah Jiu responded with an "ah", neatly put the barrel away, wiped her hands on the bag, and trotted over.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the man leaning on the edge of the bed and coughing, his hair covered his face. Because of the long-term death, every room in Beiyuan will be covered with a layer of black gauze for a long time, so as not to take it off and sew it on all year round.

The light was dim, and the room was filled with a sweet and bloody smell. Ah Jiu was stunned at the door, then trotted in after regaining consciousness, helped the man along his back, and whispered: "Elder-in-law, lie down first, you What do you want? Ah Jiu will help you."

The man coughed more and more, clasped his hands on the edge of the bed, his veins stood out.

Father-in-law?

That's right, only the masters in the palace are men, other men are not considered men, and they can only be counted as eunuchs if they have no lifeblood.

He went there completely, which is another good thing he did for the Duan family, right?

". My surname is Duan. My name is."

After the three words were finished, there was another sharp cough.

Ah Jiu was extremely flustered, and hurriedly followed the man's back, telling him to stop talking.

The man leaned half his body on Ah Jiu, covered his mouth and coughed, coughing until his heart and lungs were about to come out, coughing so that the injuries all over his body were implicated, and his whole body was numb from the pain. He took a deep breath and puffed up his whole body. He tried with all his strength to open his eyes, but it was probably cold in winter, and his blood and tears were frozen. After trying, his strength was exhausted, and tears welled up in his eyes, and he sang softly.

"The little nun is twenty-eight years old, and her hair was cut off by the master when she was young. I am a man, not a girl."

The man's voice was soft, and Ah Jiu's body trembled slightly, and her eyes suddenly became sore, but when the man's voice became weaker, she leaned her head closer to listen, only to hear a few small voices in a daze.

"My name is Duan Rusheng, Shengxiao's Sheng is not Duan Xiaoyi. In this world, there is only one person who has ever called me Xiaoyi tenderly, but he doesn't know. How I wish he could call me Rusheng, Rusheng, Rusheng , Shengxiao is silent, ten miles away"

The voice was getting lower and lower, Ah Jiu couldn't understand the meaning, but she was shaking her head from crying.

Most of the people before death have flashbacks.

Is he going to die?

Duan Xiaoyi's voice gradually dropped, hot tears melted away the scabs, his eyes opened a crack, and the light in his eyes became little by little stars, and finally turned into a milky white piece.

Duan Xiaoyi fumbled with his hand on the edge of the bed, finally grasped Ah Jiu's hand, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Father likes to gamble, and he lost our tile-roofed house and land. Brother wants to study, you If you want to get married, what can I do if I am the eldest brother and don’t sell myself to pay off the debt? But my younger brother is a scholar, so I can’t have an elder brother who is a low-class family, and you can’t marry with a sigh of relief. The household registration is the best. You live well. You live well. My brother is watching you from below. You must live well and stand out. If the people above don’t regard our lives as their lives, we must become masters "

Duan Xiaoyi half-opened one eye, closed the other tightly, his face was black and blue, and the breath he exhaled was cold.

Ah Jiu was not afraid, she held it with her hands behind her back, and bit her lips tightly to keep her crying from overflowing.

"I, I. My name is Duan. Duan."

In the end, before he could say a word, Duan Xiaoyi stared, stretched his legs, and bid farewell to the world.

With a "wow", Ah Jiu raised her head and opened her mouth to cry loudly, unable to speak clearly, but still trying her best to follow up.

". Rusheng! Your name is Duan Rusheng!"

The snow is misty, and the white sky and the ground are pressed together, so clean.

In the Chongwen Museum, Xing Zhao looked out of the window lattice ecstatically, blinked, and then another piece of snow fell on the edge, and it turned into a small puddle of water vapor in a short time.

No matter how difficult things are, the dust settles in the end, Ying Yi is like this, the fourth prince is like this, but when the dust settles, no one knows what the truth under the white snow is like.

Xing Zhao sighed softly, regained his senses, and stopped looking out of the window lattice.

As soon as winter comes, the peach blossom paper pasting the window lattices is removed, and replaced with several large pieces of colored glaze that can keep out the wind and cold. It is called colored glaze, but it is actually just newly fired glass. Everything in the palace needs Use the best, if you really can't use the best, then the obvious name must also be the best.

The ground dragon in the Chongwen Museum was burning brightly. Mr. Chang gave a lecture on "A Journey to Baochan Mountain", and he always dragged on for a long time.

Fortunately, the three little ladies who taught the lessons were all gentle masters, and they all put their hands on the desks to listen to him reading.
Mr. Chang raised his eyes, and his eyes swept away from Gu Qingchen, remembering the rumors that Fengyi Palace punished him to kneel that day, well, even if they are not all gentle, they are all willing to make superficial things.
"gentlemen!"

The long study was interrupted, Huanyi held up the ruler, and Mr. Chang put the book down to signal her to continue. The little lady pursed her lips and smiled, pointing out the window with slender hands: "... I guess it's the concubine and the queen." Is there something wrong, ma'am? Someone has come to pick us up."

Xing Zhao followed his fingertips to look out, but saw a tall and tall sixth prince Zhou Shen, wearing a navy blue jacket and long gown, holding an oiled paper umbrella in one hand, and an oiled paper umbrella in the other hand, looking gracefully. Standing on the steps, Yaoyao raised his head and gave Xingzhao a clear smile.

Mr. Chang glanced back, waved his hand, and let the little lady learn. He only said a few words, "The beauty of mountains, rivers and rivers in the world is better than the stars in the sky. It's straight, it's all beautiful."

Mr. Chang likes to stay in court, and even at this time he still has to say a few words.

Xing Zhao pursed his lips and smiled, and buried himself in packing the books.

Gu Qingchen packed up and walked ahead quickly, Xing Zhao watched her give the sixth prince a blessing with lotus steps, smiling at the corners of her brows and eyes, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

Huanyi put the book on the table and didn't accept it anymore. She took Xing Zhao and walked out quickly, and took the sixth prince's umbrella with a smile: "Is the concubine mother looking for me?"

The sixth prince handed the umbrella to Huanyi, and held up another one: "Mrs. Pingxihou has come to the palace, and the empress is thinking that it's almost time for her to finish school. Shen just followed his mother to greet the empress, so let Shen Come pick up Eldest Sister and Wenyang County Lord."

Gu Qingchen moved his steps and leaned here, and the sixth prince smiled again: "Is there something wrong with the Gu family sister? The queen mother said that the morning room of the Cihe Palace is not good. Does the Gu family sister need to go back and take a look?"

Gu Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then leaned over and smiled gently: "I want it." After finishing speaking, the maid opened the umbrella, changed into her little boots and went out.

As soon as Xiao Gu left, Xing Zhao could feel Huanyi's whole body loosening up.

There were only two umbrellas, Huanyi took one, and the sixth prince had another, so Xing Zhao asked Lianyu to take out the umbrella. Lord, let's share an umbrella with Shen, if we are far away, what Bao Buqi said will be blown away by the wind."

What is he going to say to her?
Xing Zhao raised his eyes, thought for a while, and bent his knees to bless his body: "Since the snow is strong and the wind is rushing, if His Royal Highness Duan Wang's daughter's body is blown cold by the wind, Ah Wu will be to blame." After saying a word, Lianyu stretched out her umbrella knowingly, Xing Zhao leaned in, turned around with a smile and greeted: "Let's go faster, sister Huanyi said she was hungry?"

Huanyi raised her eyebrows and looked at the sixth prince, then lowered her voice: "Lao Liu, your name is Shen"

Before the words fell to the ground, Huanyi smiled and accepted Xing Zhao's words, and chased after him with an umbrella.

The sixth prince stood silently in the corridor, and after a long time, he grinned, held the handle of the umbrella, and finally followed.

All the way through the wind and snow, Lianyu held up an umbrella and forged ahead, Xingzhao walked under the umbrella holding the stove, and halfway there, Huanyi remembered that the book was still on the table and did not let the palace servants take it. Just let them not wait for her, "Since Mrs. Pingxihou is here, and the concubine mother is also there, you should go quickly, just one, save me some rouge duck breast at noon."

(End of this chapter)