Ah Xiu looked at the old man, puzzled and ignorant.
This expression made the women's eyes quietly reddened, and he didn't know why the old man wanted him to kneel.
"Come here, kneel down, kowtow, and go up to the incense." The old man said again.
Ah Xiu went to pull Liu Yusheng subconsciously, thinking it was the same as before, so he would be with Shengsheng.
"Brother Ashiu, you go, here... I can't accompany you." Liu Yusheng withdrew his hand.
"Why?"
Because inside, it's your mother.
I don't know why, the sadness in the little baby's eyes makes Ash very resist.
He didn't know whether he was resisting the emotion or the meaning behind that emotion.
He didn't want to kneel down, or even approach the grave bag.
Mr. Liu took Liu Daliu Er and had cleaned up the over-long weeds around the grave.
Old lady Liu, along with Chen Xiulan and Du Juan, placed sacrifices in front of the tomb bag and lit joss sticks, waiting for Ashiu to pass.
In the end, he raised his footsteps, approached step by step, and slowly knelt down in front of the grave.
There was a tight string in his head trembling hard at this moment, shaking his head sharply.
His heart was covered by heavy black clouds, and it was depressed that he could hardly breathe.
Old lady Liu sighed softly and touched the wet soil on the grave. It's been three years, eldest sister, we have found Ashiu back.
In the future, the Liu family will be his family, and he will be the child of our Liu family.
You are under Jiuquan, rest in peace.
When Ashiu knocked his head and put on the incense, Liu Yusheng also stepped forward and lighted the incense to worship.
Liu Zhixia Liu Zhiqiu glanced at each other and knelt beside Ashiu respectively.
The cabin was burned to ashes, leaving nothing.
Later, at home, it was the grandmother who turned over a coat that Aunt Wan Rong had dropped before and set up this cloak mound.
If Brother Ash can get it back, at least there will be a place to worship.
If Brother Ash didn't find it back, they would also come to offer some paper incense candles every year.
She has existed in this world, at least, some people always remember.
The sky was gray, and the rain that had stopped all morning didn't know when it started to rain again.
It is fine and continuous, and has a tendency to gradually become bigger.
It fell on a person's face, revealing a coolness.
"Okay, get up, it's time to go back." Grandpa Liu said.
Ash stood up, his head hung down and said nothing, his knees covered in mud.
The group packed up their things and returned to the city. Before leaving, Chen Xiulan whispered to the grave bag, "Wanrong, rest assured, I will take care of the child for you. Next year, I will take him to see you again. When his condition improves, I will set up a monument for you by myself."
The sound was very soft, almost overwhelmed by the drizzle.
Ah Xiu, who was walking at the end of the crowd, suddenly stiffened, his face turned pale, and he planted straight forward.
At the last moment of waking up, there were many exclamations in my ears.
At the same time, the capital, thousands of miles away, was also drizzling.
The entire imperial city was shrouded in a misty rain, depressed and deserted.
There was a sudden rush of coughing in the Zichen Hall of the Imperial Palace.
"The emperor!" the old eunuch screamed, and hurried forward to make the Emperor Hongyuan who was lying on the dragon bed okay. "The emperor, you can't be furious anymore, take care of the dragon's body!"
Emperor Hongyuan waved back the eunuch, panting heavily.
After lingering on the couch for six years, the man's face was sallow and thin, his whole body was sickly, and his sixtieth hair and hair showed his oldness.
Only those eyes kept the emperor's momentum unabated.
"I am the lord of the world, sitting on the entire Nanling, above my own imperial soil, but I can't find the person I am looking for!" The emperor looked at the man kneeling in front of the dragon bed. People dare not look at him, "Commander Wei, do you think I am not strong enough, or my subordinates are too incompetent?"
"The crime of humble duty deserves ten thousand deaths! Please be punished by the emperor!" Wei Qing knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head, cold sweat kept falling from his forehead one by one.
As the commander of the hidden guard next to the emperor, but repeatedly failed in the task, he had long lost the qualification to continue to be the commander.
"I want to cut you alive!"
Wei Qing's face instantly paled, gritted his teeth, "Humble job, admit punishment!"
"As my hidden guard, I'm not loyal enough. I want to say betrayal, but not thorough enough." The emperor's voice was flat and slow, but the man on the kneeling ground trembled more and more sharply, "I heard that you have a younger sister. Concubine Shu waits by her side, she has been highly valued in recent years, and she is clever."
"The emperor!" Wei Qing suddenly raised his head, his face turned deathly pale.
"I, Zichen Palace, a shrewd slave, I will transfer people here tomorrow. I will give you one last chance. Within three months, I will have a victory."
"Thanks to the emperor, Longen! The humble position is determined to go all out!" Walking out of the gate of the Zichen Hall and walking into the rain curtain, the rain hit him, not as cold as the chill in Wei Qing's heart.
The emperor knows everything.
Three years ago, he found the scene one step behind, deliberately.
Massacre all the people in black at the scene, cutting off the possibility of the other party returning clues, it was he who chose to be loyal at the last moment.
It's just that one infidelity is not used a hundred times. This last chance is not an opportunity.
The emperor wanted him to write the ending for himself in this way.
People found it back, he apologized with death, and the matter ended.
People can’t be found, because of his betrayal at the beginning, in the end, his betrayal will also go to hell with him!
"The emperor, Wei Qing has already betrayed the emperor, why give him a chance? If he betrays the emperor again, wouldn't the sixteenth princes be even more dangerous..."
Emperor Hongyuan slowly closed his eyes and let out a sigh that was almost nothingness, overflowing his mouth.
If he had a choice, how could he use such a person again
It's just that Wei Qing has been chasing this clue. Compared with abandoning him and using new people, Wei Qing can find people back faster.
His time is running out.
Can't wait.
He owed too much to the nanny, he just wanted to do his last effort to give the child a good protection before he died.
"Order Wei Zi to accompany him as Wei Qing's deputy. Find someone and take it back to the palace immediately!"
"Yes, the minion will go now!" The old eunuch hurriedly took his orders and retired.
The emperor turned his head and looked out the window. The drizzle was still falling, as if she was crying silently, and she could fall to the bottom of people's hearts.
After all, he failed her.
And the child he is most proud of, hate him, right
Anxiously attacking his heart, there was another uncontrollable cough, smelling the bloody odor that overflowed from his mouth, the emperor's eyes fell out of the window again, and the focus drifted far, far away.
After the Qingming Festival, another major event happened in the palace.
Concubine Shu, who has been in the palace more and more smoothly in recent years, was turned into a concubine by the emperor because of a bowl of soup.
The emperor has been sick for several years, and he has too many taboos about what he eats in his stomach. If he accidentally eats something wrong, he may cause the emperor's illness to aggravate and damage the dragon's body. The bowl of soup contains just the blind seasoning that the emperor can't eat. Concubine Shu was caught up with the cusp of the storm, and she couldn't retreat.