Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 75 Cold Food
Spring city is everywhere, flowers are flying, cold food is Dongfeng Yuliu oblique.

The Cold Food Festival is here. Fire bans are banned throughout the city and iced food is eaten.

Rumor has it that setting fire on this day of Cold Food Festival will easily attract evil beasts, so during these days, people in the capital city and the imperial city are not allowed to light fires, nor are they allowed to use fires when cooking.

Before the Cold Food Festival, every household prepares cold food and waits to eat it today.

The sky is gloomy and the bluestone road is slippery with mist and rain. Occasionally, you can see people walking through the small streets and disappearing with oil-paper umbrellas.

Even the city has been depressed and desolate these past few days.

The servants in other mansions were all busy with the things that the nobles were going to carry out to worship their ancestors that day, and they didn't dare to slack off at all. However, this Siming mansion was still leisurely and everyone performed their duties without any change.

The door of Siming Mansion's ancestral hall has been locked all year round, and no one has ever entered except Jiang Yu.

Now there is an additional young apprentice, so today, Jiang Yu Qingchen symbolically led his young apprentice into the ancestral hall, and Tao Qian was photographed outside the door.

"Master, why don't you let me in!" Tao Qian stood outside the door pitifully holding her gorgeous peach blossom umbrella.

He has been in the mansion for hundreds of years, and it's not like he doesn't know the secrets of the mansion, so why doesn't he let him in.

"It's not etiquette for you to come in. There are still people in the house watching. Find your own fun."

Tao Qian sighed and let it go.

Jiang Yu listened to the footsteps leaving the door and knelt on the tuanfu while Song Heqing stood up, "Don't kneel down, get up and sit down."

Song Heqing stood up with some confusion, "Master, I haven't knelt down yet."

"What are you kneeling down for? There is nothing here for you to kneel down for."

She was the only one in Siming Mansion for so many years. There was an empty ancestral hall but no tablets were enshrined.

"Master, are you lonely?" Song Heqing looked at the empty room, year after year for thousands of years.

Until I forget the time.

"No." Jiang Yu shook his head, "The path to immortality is inherently lonely. Make it your pursuit and pursue it every day. Why is it lonely?"

There were no tables or chairs to sit on in the ancestral hall. Jiang Yu stood by the window lattice, looking at the gloomy sky. The cold wind passed through the gauze, slightly cooling him sober.

Song Heqing looked at Jiang Yu not far away, and suddenly felt that his master was so close to him, yet so far away...

If she can successfully ascend in the future, she will definitely not hesitate.

At least I won't hesitate for myself.

"Today is the Cold Food Festival. I will go back to the palace. Keep an eye on Ning Bei and his little apprentice. If I am not in the palace, Ning Nan may take the opportunity to come. If you can't defeat them, let them go and don't force them." Jiang Yu said.

Song Heqing nodded, "Master, don't worry, I know what to do."

"Ah."

evening
The emperor declared a decree to give the fire of elms and willows to the ministers of the court as a sign of favor.

Cold food at the palace night banquet.

As expected, Jiang Yu also received the palace invitation.

"Master, if you don't take Song Heqing with you, do you plan to take me with you?"

Jiang Yu glanced at Tao Qian solemnly, "What identity do you use to be my husband who has no status?"

Tao Qian took several steps back, "I was wrong, Master, please? If you don't go, you will be late."

Jiang Yu looked at the place where Tao Qian disappeared and laughed.

Normally Jiang Yu could not enter the palace, but she knew that Bai Cang and Zhong Liqing had always been at odds, so she was afraid that she would not be able to find an opportunity for them to be together.

Now, during the Cold Food Festival, it is a very good occasion to invite the clan heirs and important officials. Presumably both of them will attend together.

Jiang Yu was thinking in his mind.

At this time, she was sitting on the lower right side of the throne. There were no other seats in front of her, and she was not afraid of anyone blocking her view.

Jiang Yu sat upright and waited for the dinner to start.

After a moment, an announcement came, "Your Majesty, your husband has arrived."

Jiang Yu stood up, followed by many kneeling officials to greet him together.

"Be flat."

Baicang sat next to Zhongliqing. The dinner was mostly cold dishes, which she didn't like.

But it was just a cold dish, and the chefs in the palace also put a lot of thought into it, saying that the drunken shrimp in front of her looked very delicious.

"Master Jiang came to the banquet today, I really didn't expect it." Zhong Liqing said suddenly, and many people at the banquet focused their attention on her.

Jiang Yu chuckled, "In the past, most of my ministers were away from home. This year, I have free time. Your Majesty is hosting a banquet for the clan's heirs and ministers. How can I not come?"

"I thought Master Jiang had some complaints against me."

"How dare you."

The whole hall was silent, and those who dared to contradict the emperor like this could still live, except for the Siming of the Siming Mansion, there was no one else, everyone was in danger.

Baicang raised his head and glanced at the ministers kneeling at the foot of the stairs, including his mother. He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, today is a cold meal. My fellow clan members and ministers will put down their family affairs and come to the palace." Banquet, we can’t let them leave hungry.”

"What A Cang said is that I was negligent. Come on, get up and have a good meal." Zhong Liqing stood up and said loudly.

Bo Cang lowered his eyes and suppressed the sarcasm in his heart.

After that, the atmosphere became a little dull. It was cold food and not a happy festival, but the weather was gloomy today and it was very cold in the hall.

Seeing that the others were frightened to eat, Jiang Yu quietly took out the broken air from the storage bag.

She cast a spell on Sui Kong, so only she could see it, but her movements were still under everyone's sight and couldn't be too strange.

Looking at the wine glass on the table, Jiang Yu pretended to pour a glass of wine, then put Suikong and the wine glass in the same hand, raised the glass with his right hand, faced to the left, and raised his left hand.

The wide green and white cuff on the left hand blocks the view of the person on the left. It seems that he is drinking, but in fact he raises the mirror to face Zhongli Qing and Bo Cang on the upper right.

In the broken sky mirror, two people entered the mirror at the same time...

Jiang Yu stared blankly at the picture in the mirror, which was so similar to everything she saw in her dream.

Baicang held the chopsticks and held a broken red thread on his slightly exposed wrist.

Zhong Liqing also had a broken red line on his hand. The two red lines seemed to be getting closer, but every time they were about to touch each other, they were blocked by something invisible.

what happened?

Jiang Yu drank the wine in the glass, put down his left sleeve and put away the broken empty mirror, and sat in his seat in a daze.

Could this mirror be different from the one in the legend?
"Master Jiang, don't you like today's dinner?"

Jiang Yu came back to his senses and saw Bo Cang looking at him. He lowered his eyes and said, "Today's dinner is very delicious. It's just that I'm not feeling well when I come in. The doctor said I shouldn't eat it cold."

"I see." Bai Cang nodded clearly, but he didn't believe it.

He stared at the cup in Zhong Liqing's hand, a little anxious as to why the medicine hadn't taken effect yet.

Zhong Liqing felt the gaze of the person next to him, turned his face slightly, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Zhong Liqing raised his hand and stroked the corner of his mouth, but found nothing unusual.

Bo Cang lowered his eyes and shook his head, "Nothing."

Zhong Liqing looked at Bo Cang quietly, with a wry smile on his lips.

After the dinner, Jiang Yu hurried back immediately with doubts in his heart. He didn't know if Ningnan had a Siming Mansion.

If the young apprentice and Tao Qian were to face off against members of their Qingcheng sect, they would probably suffer a loss.

After returning to Siming Mansion, it was quiet without any sound. Jiang Yu went directly to Huanhua Garden without returning to Qingyu Courtyard.

As soon as she stepped into Huanhua Garden, the scene inside made her pause...

(End of this chapter)