Jiaohua

Chapter 314
Xia Zhaoyi came back at three o'clock in Choushi.

The door of the cellar was opened, and a figure was pushed down by Lao Tong.

The candle has been burned out, and the person who pushed down doesn't know who it is, and everyone in the cellar can't speak. In the darkness, there is only a very soft sniffling sound from the person who was just pushed down, as if crying from fright

Old Tong came out of the house, saw the boy was still in the yard, walked over and said, "Ali, rest."

When she approached, she saw that there was a jar of wine in front of her, and a large package of cold pork ribs. She was untying the rope on another small package, which contained flower cakes.

"these are……"

Xia Zhaoyi spread out the oiled paper, looked at the moist and bright pastries, and said, "These were my favorite before."

"When did you buy it?"

"This afternoon," Xia Zhaoyi raised his head, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and said, "I wanted to go to a place to worship my relatives, but I feel...he seems to be still alive."

"You still have relatives?" Old Tong said in surprise.

"That's right," Xia Zhaoyi smiled and looked back at him, "It's my second brother. If he's still alive, he's only 21 years old now."

"That's much older than you."

"Look at these," Xia Zhaoyi said, "the ribs I bought first, there are 23 ribs in total, and the Baihua cakes I bought next, there are [-] in total. The top is dry and the bottom is gen, Tianshan Dun, the fifth line of the Dun hexagram moves." , turning the Tianshan Mountains into a volcanic brigade. The main side is like a mountain, standing still, and the metaphor is like a hotel, and the guest side is a traveler. The fire does not stop, and the guest side is uncertain.”

Old Tong scratched his head: "I don't quite understand."

"It's a good hexagram for me," Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile, "I'm a guest of heaven and earth."

"That's good," Old Tong Le said, "It's good if it's a good hexagram for you, but I'm afraid it's a bad hexagram."

"Do you want to eat?" Xia Zhaoyi opened the wine jar, "The ribs are a bit cold, but their ribs are still delicious even if they are cold, and the taste is not bad."

"Okay," Lao Tong sat down, "Of course!"

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Zai Chun was so scared that he was about to lose his footing.

It was dark and dark all around, only a cluster of bright moons in the sky, and occasionally dark clouds drifted over to cover the moonlight.

She followed Zhao Ning, holding Zhao Ning's thin arm, and clinging to her, she was so frightened that she was about to cry.

"Miss, we should come during the day," Zai Chun said softly, "It's too scary at night."

Especially in the place I passed just now, it seemed that I saw a lot of dried up blood stains.

One must know that the entire Dingguo Mansion was beheaded or exiled, and how many of them died of illness and beating during the exile?
"Not afraid." Zhao Ning replied, but her voice was too calm, and it was even more frightening to hear in the night.

In particular, Zai Chun caught a glimpse of the small purse in her hand. Ever since she heard that it contained ashes, even if she knew it was Miss Xia's ashes, she wanted to stay as far away from Zhao Ning as possible.

After passing through the gate of Yueyue Cave, Zhao Ning stopped and said, "Where is the map?"

"Oh, the map, yes..." Zai Chun hurriedly pulled out a small blueprint from his sleeve, and blew on the light to illuminate it.

Zhao Ning looked at the map, looked up to the front, and said, "It should be over there."

"Do you still want to go inside?" Zai Chun timidly asked.

"Zaichun." Zhao Ning looked back at her.

"Ah?" Zai Chun was covered in cold sweat.

"Look at me." Zhao Ning said.

She raised her hand and took off her veil.

The sudden appearance of a mouth missing a lip made Zai Chun scream and turn around, crying directly.

"Miss, you, you..." Zai Chun cried softly.

Zhao Ning put back the veil and said, "You are not afraid of being a slave or a maidservant, so why are you afraid of mere ghosts?"

"But, but..."

"If there are ghosts in this world, why are those who kill innocent people killed by people instead of ghosts?" Zhao Ning walked forward and said, "If there are ghosts in this world, it is me, Zhao Ning."

Zaichun sobbed, and trotted to follow after recovering: "Miss, wait for me."

The farther forward, the more wrong the pattern seems.

They passed through most of Dingguo's mansion, walked for a long time, and finally saw the big lake.

"The one outside the Hutong Mansion," Zai Chun said, "it seems that the one inside is Miss Xia's Xianyi residence."

"En." Zhao Ning responded.

Along the shore of the lake, I finally found a large stone bridge, but what I saw in the past was the word "Heguihu".

The osmanthus trees are gone, the moonlight falls on the lake, and the lake is full of lingling.

Zai Chun suddenly pulled Zhao Ning's arm to stop.

Zhao Ning was also about to stop.

It's so unusual, the surroundings are neatly trimmed, it doesn't look like a dilapidated old house that was confiscated, it should look more like an elegant courtyard.

"Miss..." Zai Chun's voice trembled again.

"Go and see." Zhao Ning said.

It is surrounded by a specially measured fence, and the plum blossoms are wrapped around the fence. The flowers are fresh, and it should not exceed one day after they are cut and wound here.

The fragrance fills the heaven and the earth, and the fresh air fills the universe.

Zhao Ning looked down at the small pouch in his hand, brushed the fabric lightly with his fingers, and said, "Things are not people, I don't know if I should put them here."

"Let's go." Zai Chun said in a low voice.

If she takes it back, how will she survive?

"But when Youqing entrusted it to me, she told me that she wanted to hand it over to Second Young Master Xia," Zhao Ning said, "Or should I go find her second brother's bones and bury them next to the grave?"

"Miss, it's good enough that you have traveled all the way to the capital, why are you so particular about it..."

Zhao Ning didn't speak, and was silent for a while, then turned around and said, "Go back."

"Then these ashes..."

"I'll keep carrying it."

"But……"

"No but." Zhao Ning said, without stopping.

Two hours later, the clear sound of gongs and drums resounded throughout the streets and alleys.

Many people opened the windows to look, but they saw a group of Beifu soldiers' militiamen.

What happened this early in the morning?
Many people don't understand.

But Jingzhao Mansion is full of people at the moment.

A lot of people looked around, worried, and most of the people who came were families.

When they saw Yawei appearing, the common people stepped forward to inquire.

"Master Guan, when will my father be released!"

"Our husband has been in there for a long time, it's winter, why don't you send me some clothes?"

"Master Guan, please do me a favor. These are filial to you. Can we go in and take a look?"

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The yamen guards did not speak.

When the militiamen of the Beifu soldiers came back after circling the street, their faces became more and more ugly.

But today I don't know what's wrong, looking at them, many people are full of anxiety, probably because the militiamen of Beifu soldiers rarely come out.

However, tomorrow is Lidong, and there is no Lidong atmosphere this year.

Now, the sun is not out, the north wind is bitter and cold.

(End of this chapter)