Chapter 100: Mourning

Zhao Yujia died, but it was not easy to hold a funeral on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Moreover, she was a girl who had not left the court, so she could not be buried in the Zhao family's ancestral tomb.

She stayed at home for a day, and on the second day of the lunar month, she was buried in a deserted grave, which is where the clan buries children who died young.

Parents cannot send their children who died young to the mountains, lest they miss the human world and refuse to be reincarnated.

Those who escorted Zhao Yujia up the mountain were Zhao Yuzhen and her two brothers, as well as the coffin bearers.

The coffin is newly made, made of logs, and extremely simple.

The weather was cold and the ground was frozen hard. I started digging yesterday afternoon and lasted until midnight before digging out a not too deep pit.

Looking at the coffin containing Zhao Yujia being slowly lowered into the pit, Zhao Shuhui, who had the lightest eyelids, cried: "Sister Jia."

"I think, She might prefer that we call her Sister Chunniang." Zhao Wangshu said with tears.

According to the Zhao family’s clan rules, no monument should be erected for a child who died in infancy. However, there was a wooden monument in front of her grave. It was the tomb of Zhao Chunniang that her mother asked Zhao Wangshu to write with a brush.

After sending Zhao Yujia off for burial, everyone went down the mountain. When they reached the foot of the mountain, Zhao Wangshu saw Yun Hao waiting for her there.

Zhao Wangshu walked towards him, Zhao Shuqing said quietly behind her: "It turns out that Sister Shu is really together with Master Yun."

Zhao Wangshu turned around and looked at her, his eyes Leng Li said, "Zhao Shuqing, don't be mean."

Yun Hao stared at Zhao Shuqing, stepped forward, took Zhao Wangshu's hand, and led her away.

Watching the two of them walk away, Zhao Yuxiu walked to Zhao Shuqing and sneered: "It's so cold. Sister Qing is not in good health. She shouldn't have come out. In case of frostbite, her brain will not be enough." That’s it.”

After saying that, Zhao Yuxiu and others walked past Zhao Shuqing.

Yun Hao, who took Zhao Wangshu away, did not take her home. Instead, he went to the tea house in Zhuangzi and ordered a pot of hot tea and her favorite pastries for her.

"Wangshu, you were not the one who killed her, so you don't have to blame yourself." Yun Hao looked at Zhao Wangshu who was holding tea and said softly.

"But if I had asked you to take action earlier, she would not have been so desperate that she committed suicide."

"She did not ask for help from anyone. Suicide was her choice. Don't blame this on yourself, you don't need to feel guilty." Yun Hao said calmly.

Zhao Wangshu took a deep breath, "Although Sister Jia is dead, I still don't want to let Zeng Xinqin go."

"Of course I can't let her go." Yun Hao supported her decision, reached out and held her hand, "I will help you."

Zhao Wangshu finished the cup of tea and then said: "Help me check Ni Wei."

Give Zhao Yufang another chance. If Ni Wei is a good man, she will bless Zhao Yufang. If Ni Wei is not a good man, she will help Zhao Yufang stop the loss in time. She never wants to see anyone commit suicide in despair.

Yun Hao answered "Okay" as always.

On the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, people from the mansion came to Zhuangzi to pick up people, but only three people were picked up: Zhao Yuzhen, Zhao Yufang and Zhao Shuqing.

The marriage arranged by Dazhai to Zhao Yujia made the tribe realize that Dazhai had ulterior motives. They were willing to let their daughter marry for the clan, but that did not mean that they would allow Dazhai to abuse her like this.

Although the mothers of Zhao Shuhui, Zhao Yuxiu and Zhao Yuying valued their sons, they did not love their daughters. They were determined not to let their daughters return to the mansion.

"The big house is a wolf's den, why do they have to go back?" Zhao Yuying stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the carriage going away, and asked in confusion.

"The real sister has been engaged, and the marriage of sister Fang has also been initially decided. As for sister Qing," Zhao Shuhui frowned, "I don't know why she wants to go back?"

"Perhaps It's the feng shui of the mansion, okay, she didn't get sick very much last year." Zhao Yuxiu said mockingly.

“She wants to live in a big house.” Zhao Wangshu said calmly.

Zhao Yuxiu sneered, "Does she think that the mansion will find her a good home? She is so naive."

"Stop talking about her, Sister Shu, when will you Going back to the city?" Zhao Shuhui asked.

"On the tenth day of the eighth lunar month." Zhao Wangshu smiled, "When you enter the city, remember to come and play with me." Here, Zhao Cheng's family of four returned to the city first.

In the afternoon, when Yun Hao came over, Zhao Wangshu was painting, and what she painted was pear blossoms.

He stopped the maid’s announcement and quietly came closer to see that she was painting pear blossoms.

The pear blossoms, as white as snow, bloom on the green branches. It seems that you can smell the fragrance of the pear blossoms, and a few petals fall in the wind.

She was so focused on painting that she didn’t notice his arrival at all. The maid brought tea in and didn’t disturb her.

Write an inscription on the painting: The pen is written in a hurry, but the fragrance remains on the paper.

Recalling the past feels like time flies.

The pear blossoms fall and time flies by.

The world is like a dream, fleeting.

The spring breeze blows, making old friends unforgettable.

This is a condolence poem. Yun Hao sighed softly. His hope was too soft-hearted.

Zhao Wangshu noticed the movement, looked sideways, and smiled, "Yun Hao, you are here."

Yun Hao nodded, his eyes still staying on hers On the painting, "The painting is really good."

Zhao Wangshu put the pen on the inkstone, pulled Yun Hao to sit down at the table, and poured a cup of tea for Yun Hao himself.

Yun Hao picked up the tea cup and took a sip, "That Ni Wei." He looked embarrassed.

"What's wrong? Isn't he nastier than Wang Fu?" Zhao Wangshu asked with a frown.

“He has a pretty good reputation outside, he is polite, polite, quick-thinking, and good-looking.”

“Then what’s wrong with him?”

"He has a beloved." Yun Hao took a few sips of tea and said, "It's a man."

"Ah, he is a cut-sleeve man." Zhao Wangshu does not discriminate against homosexuals, but since he is Homosexuals should not marry.

Yun Hao nodded, "He almost turned against his family because of this man, but in the end he couldn't win over the family and fell in love with your clan sister."

Zhao Wangshu sneered. He stood up and rolled up the painting carefully, "I will tell her about this."

The next day, Zhao Wangshu took Hong Chang, Lv Zhi and two bodyguards to the mansion.

She was worried that the mansion would use tricks to detain her by force.

She must be on guard against others. She wants to ensure her own safety. After all, the mansion is very dirty. Although the real person behind the robbery and murder on the way back to the village has not yet been found, the Zhao family has I think it was made by Dazhao.

Old Mrs. Zhao saw her coming with bodyguards and said: "Wangshu, don't be too showy in your life and work. You are just a daughter of a child. You will be seen by people who want to see you in such a way. If you arrive, I'm afraid it will cause trouble."

"Yes, Wangshu, the Zhao family is a descendant of the family, so we should keep a low profile and not cause trouble to the empress." Mrs. Zhao also said.

"Please, old lady, please bear with me. Once I catch the gangsters who want to rob and kill us, I won't need to mobilize troops like this." When Zhao Wangshu said this, he paid special attention. The expressions of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Sure enough, the eyes of the two people flickered. It seems that Da Zha was really behind the robbery and murder. He was really vicious.

"Wang Shu, what are you doing today? Come here, what's the matter?" Old Mrs. Zhao asked.

"I'm here to pay New Year's greetings to the old lady and the eldest lady." In order to fulfill this lie, Zhao Wangshu specially brought a gift.

Of course notExpensive gifts include glutinous rice cakes and other food.

"Wang Shu is interested." Mrs. Zhao said with a fake smile.