Seeing her bleak image, Mo Xuetong's face was cold and cold, and she stopped paying attention.
"Auntie, Tong'er is going to Beijing. How about keeping you here? How about you go to Beijing with Tong'er all the time. Tong'er will definitely be filial to my aunt." After settling the matter that blocked Aunt Li , Mo Xuetong turned around and looked at Qin's coquettish way, holding Qin's sleeve with one hand as if she was reluctant to let go, which made Qin's heart, which had been dull these days, feel relieved! Even thinking about Mo Xuetong's unceremonious look just now makes her feel less unhappy.
"Good boy, after a while, my great-aunt will also go to Beijing. Then Tong girl will come to see her again." Mrs. Qin said cheerfully.
"My aunt must come soon. Tong'er will miss her. Tong'er is here. If her aunt hadn't taken care of her... she might have died of illness long ago..." Mo Xuetong's face showed a bit of cowardice. Colorful, her beautiful eyes suddenly filled with tears, full of reluctance to let go of attachment. Her delicate white hands held the corner of Qin's clothes, but she never let go.
"Okay, my aunt must come to Beijing as soon as possible... Girl Tong is so good, how can my aunt be so relieved?" Mrs. Qin was also moved by what she said at this time, and the aunt around her has been telling her about it these past two days. The benefits of being in the capital, and all I could see in my eyes was Mo Xuetong's clever and well-behaved appearance. I couldn't remember the displeasure I felt in the past, but I could only feel that I loved her from the bottom of my heart.
In his heart, he made up his mind. When things in Yuncheng were settled, he would bring his whole family to Beijing. His two grandchildren were already very old, so the marriage had to be settled! Especially my eldest grandson, who is astonishingly talented. At this age, some people have already given birth to great-grandchildren...
The orchid in front of us is indeed a fine product. The leaves are serrated and have a green luster. There are eight flowers on them. Although they are grown on the same plant, they are different in flower shape and color, and due to some small details The eight faces that are slightly connected to form one body, although they are different, are grown on the same ink orchid, which makes it even more strange.
"Miss, are we really taking this mo orchid to worship the lady?" Mo He carefully held Mo Lan in his arms and asked in confusion. This is the mo orchid that Master Xuan spent a lot of money to find for the miss. I heard that Master Xuan did this for this purpose. He also gave away several fine paintings from his collection, but it was a pity that he presented them to Madam without taking them away.
Mo Xuetong smiled slightly when she heard this. She will leave tomorrow. She came here today to pay homage to her mother. Fortunately, cousin Xuan found the top-quality Mo Lan, which gave her a better chance of winning. I heard that the noble man loved flowers very much, and when he saw such a beautiful Mo Lan, he would definitely stop and admire it.
She didn't ask for much, just to arouse the nobleman's favor, and at the same time to give an opportunity for the future grudge between the nobleman and the Duke of Fuguo.
In her rebirth, she must first resolve the grudge between this noble man and her grandfather's family, and this Mo Lan is an opportunity.
"Mo He, put down Mo Lan later and go to the temple to find out how the ritual is performed. I would like to ask cousin Xuan to help my mother perform a ritual and what is needed." Mo Xuetong did not answer Mo He's words. , lightly commanded that she was about to leave and perform a ritual ceremony for her mother to comfort her spirit in heaven. No matter what, she would avenge her past and present lives, and she would never let her scream in vain under the Nine Springs. !
These words immediately attracted Mo He's attention. Although Mo Xuetong's expression was calm, there was a blush at the corner of her eyes. Knowing that she was sad thinking about Madam, she did not dare to say more, so she just nodded vigorously in agreement.
While they were talking, the carriage and horses had arrived at Qingliang Temple. Since she was a young lady from an aristocratic family, a young novice monk came out to greet the guests.
After packing everything, Mo He went to inquire about the rituals with the monks in the temple. Mo Xuetong took a wife with him and quietly went to the hall where his mother's Immortal Palace was lit.
The longevity hall of Qingliang Temple has three floors. The outermost floor is where people from the countryside help to light the everlasting lanterns after their death. The second floor is on the middle floor. If someone from the Yuncheng family has died, they can be kept inside. , Mo Xuetong's mother is here. Only the innermost room is the most mysterious and is usually closed. The people of Yuncheng still don't know whose ancestors are enshrined in it.
Mo Xuetong was reborn, but by chance she learned that the mother of Princess Mingzhu was enshrined there. It was said that she was just an ordinary palace maid, with no status and no favor, who gave birth to Mingzhu. The eldest princess died not long after. There were so many such people in the palace that no one would remember her.
If the eldest princess hadn't been raised in front of the then queen and now the queen mother, no one would have lit the lantern. Later, in order to curry favor with the eldest princess, some powerful person found out that the eldest princess was from Yuncheng. , and set up a Buddhist temple for her in the temple in Yuncheng.
The noble person that Mo Xuetong was thinking of was Her Royal Highness Princess Mingzhu.
In the previous life, at this time, the gauze case broke out in Yuncheng. The eldest princess was in Yuncheng at the time. Because of this, there was a dispute between the eldest princess and the ancestral auxiliary government. The subsequent downfall of the auxiliary government was directly caused by Sima Lingyun. , but there is a figure of the eldest princess in it. On the one hand, she came here to show her goodwill, and on the other hand, she wanted to tie up the knot between the Duke of Fu and the eldest princess.
When the eldest princess Mingzhu came to Yuncheng, she would definitely come to the Buddhist temple to worship her biological mother. Mo Xuetong was 100% sure that the eldest princess was in the hall at the back.
When entering the door, Mo Xuetong glanced at the intersection between the second door and the third door. Sure enough, she found two guards standing. They were not squinting. They stood as tall as a tree. Their eyes were sharp and bloodthirsty. They looked like that. Only local areas can train such talents.
Seeing clearly, Mo Xuetong knew what was going on. She lifted up her skirt, lowered her eyes, found her mother's long lantern, knelt down quietly, and prayed silently.
Seeing her kneeling down and praying silently, the mother-in-law quietly retreated to one side and stood guard. The hall was very quiet. In the corner of the hall, she could only hear a young novice monk knocking on wooden fish and chanting scriptures in a low voice. The silence was filled with vicissitudes of life. flavor.
The pot of ink orchids is placed in front of the ever-burning lantern.
Mo Xuetong was suddenly immersed in the sound of chanting scriptures, with her eyebrows lowered and her head lowered. After an unknown amount of time, a group of people came in a hurry from outside. The person walking at the front was a young man of about twenty years old, with a golden crown in his hair and a He was very handsome in his brocade dress with dark blue patterns. He looked gentle and elegant, with a smile that was like a spring breeze. He was worthy of a modest gentleman and was as gentle as jade. When he passed by Mo Xuetong, he couldn't help but let out a light sigh, and his eyes fell on the minister. On the pot of ink orchids in front of the eternal lamp.
"Master..." Seeing him stop, a guard behind him hurriedly stepped forward.
The young man waved his hand, and without looking at Mo Xuetong, who was kneeling with his head bowed, he led the people straight to the Buddhist hall inside. Silence returned to the front of the Buddhist hall.
Mo Xuetong knelt quietly for an unknown amount of time before she suddenly heard an old voice saying: "Is this young lady Mo Lan's master?"
Mo Xuetong raised her head, but she saw a nanny about forty years old. Seeing Mo Xuetong raise her head, she was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a smile: "This lady is here to invite me. I dare you to ask me if she is the owner of this pot of mochi." ?"
"This flower is indeed mine! I wonder what happened to grandma?" Mo Xuetong said with a smile.
"Miss, can I transfer this pot of ink orchids to my master?" Grandma asked. She was really in a dilemma. Her master liked ink orchids and didn't want to leave a reputation as a bully, which made it extremely difficult for her to control the scale. .
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"May I ask who your master is..." Mo Xuetong said with a calm smile.
"Please forgive me, Miss. It is inconvenient for the master to reveal his identity. I would like to exchange this box of beads for Miss's Mo Lan. Is it possible?" Grandma smiled politely, reached out and took out a beautiful box in her hand, knelt down and opened it. The box suddenly revealed six large and exquisite Dongzhu.
Dongzhu is not a specialty of the Qin Dynasty, but it belongs to the Yan State. However, even in Yan, Dongzhu is a rare thing. Moreover, such a big Dongzhu is so full and round that it is hard to find one, let alone such six. The mother-in-law on one side had already looked straight at it. She came over and winked at Mo Xuetong secretly. Although Mo Lan is precious, this kind of Dongzhu has a price but no market. In terms of value, it far surpasses Mo Lan. .
Sure enough, I got the potted flowers in exchange, but I also got an advantage.
Mo Xuetong stretched out her tender white hands and closed the box under the astonished eyes of her mother-in-law and mother-in-law. Her fingers touched a very small word on the lid of the box. There was a "bead" with flying dragons and phoenixes there. She knew that the eldest princess gave her the name "Pearl", so she liked to decorate her utensils with the word "Pearl".
He raised his eyes and smiled at grandma: "Please bring this box of dongzhu back, grandma."
Is this a rejection? Mammy's face sank. She had just seen clearly that what this person said after carefully touching the words on the box clearly knew his master. How could he dare to refuse so easily after knowing his master's affairs
Just as he was about to speak, Mo Xuetong continued to speak.
"The sword is given to knights, and the pink powder is given to beauties. Since your master really likes this pot of ink orchids, it doesn't matter if you give it to your master. There is no need to take out this Dongzhu. I have to leave here anyway, and I don't have time to take good care of the potted flowers. ." A hint of mist-like sadness appeared on Mo Xuetong's pretty little face. Suddenly he stood up, carefully holding the pot of ink orchid from the ground, wiping it carefully and gently, and reluctantly connected the flower pot. The outer cotton satin cover was also given to grandma.
He said pointedly: "Mom, please give it to your master. I hope your master can investigate it clearly."
There was something in the satin cover outside that the eldest princess wanted to find out, so it was given to the princess to end the relationship between her and the Duke of Fuguo in the future.
But what Mo Xuetong couldn't think of at this moment was that the cause and effect between her and the eldest princess could never be resolved...
The turbulent future will bring her and the eldest princess tightly together.
Now Mo Xuetong just wanted to express her feelings, so she gave a deep salute to her mother's everlasting lantern. She turned around and left with her mother-in-law without hesitation. She only stared at the experienced mother-in-law in a daze. He paused, looked at the Mo Lan in his hand, and then looked at the figure who was fading away. There was no trace of sloppiness, and he was surprised that such a delicate woman could be so straightforward and generous.
"Go and give it to your aunt." A gentle and jade-like voice came from behind, carrying a touch of majesty.
"Yes!" Grandma didn't dare to say anything. She lowered her head and turned to leave. When she passed the young man, she bowed respectfully. She only saw the pair of ink-colored boots with gold threads stopped in front of the long-lit lamp where the young lady was kneeling just now. , did not move for a long time. (To be continued)