The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 258
The body of "Li Zhao" arrived in Beijing in mid-October.

The mourning hall was quickly set up under the supervision of the officials of the clan's mansion and the eunuchs of the Jingu Palace.

On the first day of November, the white sails of Su Wang's Mansion are hung high, and the mourning and music are as famous.

Although King Su was still imprisoned in the clan mansion, there were still many guests who came to offer condolences.

Dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, Ning Yueyao led all the female relatives to kneel and weep in front of Li Zhaoling.

Ning Yueyao cried especially sadly. The old lady of the Ning family came and saw her grandson's coffin and granddaughter who was crying bitterly.

Xiao Ning wiped away the non-existent tears with a handkerchief, watching with cold eyes.

Just as everyone was looking for the figure of the concubine, Song Qingyue rushed into the mourning hall wearing the gown of the concubine, holding a tank of tung oil in her hand, and poured it on the corpse in the coffin.

She climbed onto the altar, kicked over Li Zhao's wooden rank, and slashed at the wooden plaque frantically with a dagger, trying to cross out the words on it.

"He's not dead! He won't die! You're cursing him, you're going to kill him! You're going to kill him!"

With disheveled hair and a dazed look, she yelled hysterically at the guests.

The eunuch who came from the palace stepped forward to stop her, she threw the dagger at the eunuch without hesitation: "Don't come over! None of you are allowed to come over! Whoever comes over, I will fight with my life!"

She took out a fire pocket from her pocket, and made a gesture to light "Li Zhao"'s body.

All the eunuchs and guards were frightened for a moment, their faces turned pale, and they all stopped in their tracks, not daring to go forward.

"This is not my husband! This is not the prince at all! You lied! You lied to me with a fake corpse! Lied to me!"

She shouted and kicked the incense burner and tribute off the table.

"Yue'er! Yue'er!" Suddenly someone rushed out of the crowd and called out to Song Qingyue.

"Don't come here! Don't come here, anyone!" Song Qingyue looked crazy.

"Yue'er, calm down, it's Daddy! It's Daddy!"

After nearly four years as Minister of the Household Department and a Bachelor of the Cabinet, Song Jianming's head has grown a little white hair. Seeing his daughter's crazy appearance, Mr. Song's eyes are full of tears.

"Daughter, it's Daddy, put down the torch! Ah!"

Song Qingyue looked at her father's distressed face, and didn't know if her father was also acting, she seemed to be moved, but she still waved the torch in her hand and shouted: "No! Don't come here! My husband is not dead, ah Brother Zhao is not dead! You all lied to me!"

Song Jianming really wasn't acting, and he wasn't sure if Li Zhao was really dead, but seeing Song Qingyue looking crazy, an old father's heart was about to die of pain, he stood by the table waving his arms, Coaxing: "Not dead, not dead! We are all lying to you, come on, give the fire bag to Daddy, be good!"

Song Chenhai was sweating profusely on the side, and shouted with red eyes: "Third sister, third sister, don't be like this, I'm the big brother, calm down!"

Seeing her father and brother in such a hurry, Song Qingyue almost couldn't hold back her laughter. She bit her lip hard, and cried aggrievedly: "Brother Azhao, come back quickly! Woooo! They are all lying Right? It's all a lie! Where are you, come back soon, okay..."

Seeing that the concubine Shizi had relaxed his vigilance, the Ouchi guards quickly stepped forward, knocked her unconscious with a palm, and then were hurriedly carried out by several maids.

All the guests, including Ning Yueyao and Li Zhao's concubines, still looked shocked, unable to recover.

Everyone looked suspiciously at the coffin.

~
On the night of the full moon in October and fifteenth, heavy snow has already fallen outside the Northwest Great Wall.

A cry of a baby pierced the sky, and after a while, a smiling woman ran out of the delivery room and said, "Congratulations to your son on the birth of Lin'er, and congratulations to the Duke, you have a fat grandson!"

Wei Guogong laughed out loud when he heard the words, and his eldest son Xu Youzhong also showed a relieved smile on his face.

Grandpa Guo stroked his beard and said loudly: "Look, I said it must be a grandson! Rewards! Rewards!"

Xu Youzhong said: "I'll follow my father to give me another reward!"

All the servants in the yard laughed and congratulated and thanked the Duke and the Crown Prince one after another.

"How is Xin'er?" Xu Youzhong asked the mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law said: "Madam is tired, and she has probably fallen asleep now. The son waits for the servants to clean up the room before going in to see Madam!"

At this time, another woman brought out a crying baby from the delivery room. Wei Guogong went there first and took the swaddle. The adjutant hurriedly brought the candlestick and asked the Duke to take a closer look.

Wei Guogong only took one look, then burst out laughing, and said, "Like me! This kid looks like me!"

Xu Youzhong leaned over to take a look, and with a wrinkled ugly face, he muttered, "Where did you find it?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Just like me, look at this little nose, exactly like me!" After beating his son, Mr. Xu immediately turned his head to tease his grandson: "Liu Wei Wei, little baby, good grandson, I am your grandpa Ah, it’s Grandpa! Eh? My dear grandson is crying? Hey, this voice is full of air, like a little tiger. How about a nickname called Brother Tiger? Hahahaha! Eh, my dear grandson, Don't cry, don't cry, grandpa is here..."

The normally unsmiling old general was wrinkled with joy while holding the baby. Xu Youzhong persuaded him from the side: "Father, it's cold outside, let's go inside quickly!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Go in, go in, don't freeze my sweet grandson. Let's go in and eat grandma, oh, grandma..."

Grandpa Xu hugged his eldest grandson, and walked into the side room step by step. Xu Youzhong stretched out his hand and put it down again. He also wanted to hug his son!

Mo Yun and Mo Xiang came in and greeted Xu Youzhong with a smile. Xu Youzhong clasped his fists at the two of them and said, "I know you are in a hurry to leave, but I'd better wait until I see my wife tomorrow. Xiner probably has something to ask you to wait." Take it back to Third Sister."

"Thank you Shizi Xu for taking care of you these days. Seeing that our great aunt, mother and child are safe, the concubine Shizi will be happy too!"

After returning to the house, Mo Yun and Mo Xiang were busy counting their return luggage.

After a while, a little maid suddenly ran to the door and shouted, "Sister Mo Yun!"

"What's wrong?" Mo Yun straightened up and turned to look at the door, "It's so late, what happened?"

The little maid smiled and shook her head, pursed her lips, and said embarrassedly: "General Xiao Zhou is looking for you."

"Zhou..." Mo Yun's breath was stagnant, and she glanced at Mo Xiang. A helpless smile appeared on Mo Xiang's face. Seeing that Mo Yun was hesitating, she pushed her and said, "No matter what, you can tell me what to say." Individuals are also fine."

Mo Yun sighed softly, nodded, put down the things in his hands, picked up the horn lamp, and went out. After a while, he came back with the lamp again, and there was an extra brocade box in his hand.

Mo Xiang asked: "Have you made it clear to him?"

Mo Yun nodded, and said: "He is a filial man, it is impossible for him to marry me as his wife, Mrs. Zhou will not agree. Not to mention how much pain and suffering I have to suffer as a concubine, if the concubine knows To vomit!"

Mo Xiang burst out laughing, and said: "You're right. That little General Zhou is pretty good, but he's too filial. Alright, now that you've made up your mind, don't miss him in the future, let me see how he behaves." I got you something good."

As he spoke, he snatched the brocade box and opened it to see that it was a snow-white Kunshan jade bracelet.

Kunshan jade is the most famous these days, not Hetian jade. On the contrary, Hetian jade is often sold as Kunshan jade on the market.

She took a closer look by candlelight, and said with a smile, "Well, the color is not bad, give it to me? I'll help you cut off the thread of love!"

Mo Yun burst out laughing, waved his hand and said: "Okay! You can take it! Save me from being annoyed. When I return to Beijing, I will tell Princess Shizi that you bullied me, and ask her to reward me with a better bracelet! "

How did these two know that Song Qingyue had suffered a crime in the capital.

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In October, the most sensational news in the capital, apart from King Shanjun being confiscated and imprisoned, was that the son of Prince Su's mansion had an accident in Shandong and fell into a river and died.

His Royal Highness Su Wang gnawed on the delicious marinated pork buns in the small courtyard of the clan's mansion, and asked, "Is it true that the eldest daughter-in-law has been shaved by the old man?"

Eunuch Wang didn't know what to say, and said in a tangled manner: "Master Song and Mr. Song knelt outside the Hall of Qinzheng for several hours, but His Majesty didn't see him. My lord, take her to Baoen Temple and have her shaved!"

"This girl is really brave enough to be willing." King Su sighed in admiration.

"His Royal Highness is going to the funeral. Everyone is dressed in white, but she is the only one wearing bright red clothes. She kicks the coffin and pulls the white sail. She also has to burn that corpse!"

"Ha, ha ha ha ha!" King Su laughed, took another big bite of the meat capsule, and suddenly remembered something, took a breath and asked: "Hiss, tell me, how did she know that the boss is okay?"

"This... Maybe, the prince really has other ways to contact the concubine?"

"Tsk!" Su Wang frowned, swallowed the last mouthful of buns, wiped his mouth, smashed a few vase ornaments, and started to shout crazily: "Damn it, you bastards! He even cursed my son to die! My son didn’t die! He definitely didn’t die! He won’t die! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!…”

……

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, Song Qingyue thought that if she made a fuss, she would be sent to a Taoist temple at most.

After being sent to a Taoist temple, her hair could be kept anyway, but probably the emperor was so angry that he sent a eunuch with a high official position to take her to a temple and have her shaved.

Just shave it.

Since time travelling, Song Qingyue has thought about cutting her hair many times.

It is too long and too much, it is too cumbersome, and it is extremely troublesome to clean.

Shaved bald, just refreshing!

After settling in the temple, she immediately let Nanny Bai, Mo Zhu, and Mo Mei return to the palace to sit in charge, and even drove Qiu Shi back to the palace.

Her dowry and the things that Li Zhao usually gave are still in the mansion, which is a huge sum of money, she needs someone to sit in charge and watch over her.

The imperial decree of the emperor made it clear that she came to Qingxiu and not a real monk. Even if she really became a monk, those finances do not belong to the palace.

Originally, Song Qingyue was worried that she would not be at the house these few days, but Wufangzhai's confidantes followed her to the temple together, and her things in Wufangzhai would be lost.

On the afternoon of the day when she was shaved, Mrs. Liang of the Song family brought her eldest daughter-in-law Zhang Luoyi to the palace to take stock of Song Qingyue's dowry. "Our Yue'er's dowry list, Wangfei, please have a look at it." Liang said with a smile.

Item by item, listed clearly and clearly.

"This mother Liu is an old man who has followed me. I left her in the palace to show our third girl to look at things. What does the princess think? Ah, by the way, there is also a copy of our third girl's marriage with His Royal Highness. A gift from His Royal Highness. If you have any questions about the princess, you can ask your family order to check, and it is all recorded."

Xiao Ning's face turned blue with anger at Liang's attitude.

"My mother-in-law was joking. I am a dignified princess of Su Wang's mansion, so I won't be distracted by my daughter-in-law's things!"

Liang Shi said: "That's how you say it. You are not only a concubine, but also a daughter of the Zhenbei Houfu. How could you have such shallow eyelids. If not, it would be a big joke."

The veins on Xiao Ning's forehead were about to pop out, and she immediately said: "Nurse Ren, you lock the door of Wufangzhai yourself, and then send the guards from the prince's side to surround the courtyard to prevent anyone who doesn't The long-eyed one over the wall to steal!"

Mrs. Liang looked at Mrs. Xiao Ning and smiled happily: "The concubine is so righteous! My wife admires you! I have finally seen what it means to be bold. Okay, my wife is relieved, and I will bid farewell to my daughter-in-law."

Mrs. Liang took Zhang Luoyi Shi Shiran away, and Mrs. Ning suddenly came back to her senses and asked: "Mother Ren, she, she just now, is she trying to set me up?"

Nanny Ren curled her lips, she didn't want to say anything, she thought that it's a good thing the princess didn't read the Shi Zifei's dowry list carefully, and it would probably make her stomach ache even more.

After Bai Momo returned home from Baoen Temple, Xiao Ning called her over angrily.

"I said, since the concubine is no longer in the mansion, you can't always occupy the space, can you?"

Bai Momo gave a salute neither humble nor overbearing, and asked, "What does the princess mean?"

"After the son is buried, let's move it to Zhuangzi." Xiao Ning smiled lazily.

"So in the backyard, those female family members will be moved to Zhuangzi? Concubine Ning will also be moved there? But in case the eldest son is really not dead, if he comes back someday, what will you do then, Wangfei?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's scary in broad daylight! That kid is dead! You don't have to be a slave to deceive people here!" Xiao Ning suddenly yelled out in anger.

Bai Momo smiled, waved her sleeves and left.

With the confidant guards left behind by the lord, as long as the lord does not speak, there is nothing the princess Xiaoning can do. The East Road of the Wangfu is always occupied by Li Zhao's female relatives.

Li Yi was not convinced, and it was useless to go to the princess to make a scene several times.

"Mother and concubine! The eldest brother is gone, and the sister-in-law has gone to the temple. Why do those large groups of people still stand on the east road without moving? Also, did you write a letter to the father and ask him to make me his son? "

"I've said it several times, don't be impatient! Your elder brother's body is still cold, and you are so impatient to take his place, what do you want the world to think of you?"

"But my son is just... aggrieved! My son has been aggrieved for so many years, and he is gone. Do you want me to continue to be aggrieved!"

Looking at her son, Xiao Ning could only sigh. After thinking about it, she asked Nanny Ren to bring a pen and paper, and wrote a letter urging King Su to invite her son to be crowned heir.

As for Song Qingyue, her small life is still going on as usual.

It's just that the cleanliness of Baoen Temple was destroyed because of her arrival.

Sister-in-law Zhang Luoyi came almost every other day, and donated a lot of sesame oil money to the temple. Afraid that Song Qingyue would suffer, Meng Wanfeng also went up the mountain to see her from time to time.

The second sister probably has a big belly, and it is not convenient to come here in person, so she also sent her mother-in-law to visit every two days.

Now Song Chenxu went back to Shandong to build roads, and he didn't forget to ask his subordinates to send food and clothing, as well as various special products and gadgets bought in Shandong to Song Qingyue.Eldest brother Song Chenhai even came to visit in person from time to time.The fifth son, Song Chenfei, has already passed the Qiuwei exam. When the eldest brother comes, he must come with him. If not for the nuns in this temple, he would like to live directly on the mountain.

Even Lu Wenyan, Xing Yanran, Yuan Zixin, and Miss Xu Ba sent people to send some pastries, tea, fur, clothing, blankets and other condolences to Song Qingyue, and Song Qingyue was very moved.

This is truly a friend in need.

This Baoen Temple is basically a place for the noble women to practice, and Song Qingyue is not the only one, there are several widows whose husbands died and were sent by their in-laws.

In addition, there are a few little nuns who look young, they are all thin-skinned and tender-fleshed. At a glance, you can tell that they were once pampered ladies, but now they all look malnourished. I don’t know if they have committed a crime. What was wrong, or was he fooled by some fortune teller, and was sent by his family to eat fast and chant Buddha.

The presiding teacher in the temple is named Jingxuan. She herself is also a daughter of a collateral clan. When she was young, she was sent to become a monk by her family because she was weak and sick. After so many years in the temple, she has never seen someone like Song Qingyue. She was sent here. , and there were always people coming to visit, and without a break, Song Qingyue became more and more disliked.

In fact, Song Qingyue herself was also struggling, not knowing how to face this pair of caring and sympathetic eyes.

She couldn't just say, "You don't have to pity me, this is all the trick of that damn Li Zhao!", she could only continue to play a poor little widow who stubbornly refused to admit that her husband was dead.

But she still thought about sneaking to the cave to do scientific research with the masters from time to time. Everyone always comes, so it's inconvenient for her to walk away!
"Pretend to be sick, Crown Princess." Mo Lan advised her.

"Then they come more diligently!" Song Qingyue shook her head, thought for a while, and looked at Zeng Maozhi: "I can only work hard for Mr. Zeng. Go at night and come back at night."

Zeng Maozhi straightened his chest and said, "It's not hard work, this is what the subordinates should do."

After everything was settled, Song Qingyue asked Zeng Maozhi to take Yujing Yuxiang to the Nursing Home, and Wu Guanshi kept it for the time being, but he couldn't mess around with purchasing and accounting anymore.In places like the south of the city, there are many and mixed people, and no man in the family is easy to find trouble.

She also asked Qiu Shi to find two strong and combative aunts nearby to help with physical work such as chopping firewood and carrying water. She would give [-] Wen a month. , please take care of the two aunts.

(End of this chapter)