After Shi Xuan finished the imperial edict, he raised his face proudly. "The Duke of Qing, come and take the edict."
Failure to accept the decree is equivalent to resisting the decree, and it is a capital crime to lose your head.
If it weren’t for the people around you to help the old duke, he barely got up and came to Shi. It was worse than crying that Xie Enyin took the imperial edict in his hands.
Ru Xiaonan sipped his mouth and hid behind Qing Mo Yan to watch the scene of bustle.
What do you think about the appearance of the old duke? It is said that the imperial edict posthumously sealed his wife. This is a good thing. Others can’t ask for glory if they want to, but when it comes to Qinghou House, how can it become as black as sorrow?
"The duke of Qing told us to watch Shao Qing go to the ancestral temple and kowtow to his mother before he could go back to the imperial edict." Shi smiled.
The old duke nearly fell to the ground when he shook his body.
"… ancestral temple?"
In the ancestral hall, there is a memorial tablet for the ancestors of Qinghou House, but all the winners in this house will have a memorial tablet. Of course, those concubines and maids who pass the room naturally don’t have this treatment
Shi looked at the old duke there and the two sides were so deadlocked.
Finally, Qing Moyan was the first to break the silence. "Does my father want to resist the purport?"
The old duke’s facial muscles twitched as if he wanted to swear, but he didn’t dare to wait in front of him.
"Since it is the imperial edict, please come with me." The duke made a gesture of please with great pain.
People who can enter the ancestral hall are not qualified for many years. Finally, they went to the ancestral hall with Shi Qing Mo Yan, an old duke.
The old duke glanced at Ru Xiaonan coldly and said, "Don’t outsiders have to come?"
Before Qing Mo Yan Kou Ru Xiao Nan suddenly grabbed Qing Mo Yan’s sleeve in the previous step, "I stayed to protect Qing Mo Yan and you bullied him!"
Hearing this, Shi Jian laughed, "No wonder even the emperor likes Ru girl. It really is a person who knows pain."
The old duke’s mouth twitched and he was waited on, so he really couldn’t blame Ru Xiaonan again. Even the emperor likes people. What makes you blame him?
The house is in charge of the ancestral temple, and everyone files in.
Green ink Yan steps slowly half racket deliberately fall behind people.
RuXiaoNan skirt horn is preparing to cross that high threshold with a big hand.
I looked up and saw the blue ink face looking down at her, and her eyes were as clear as the night.
Just as she reached out her little hand and was carried over the threshold by Qing Moyan, she heard him whisper, "The ugly daughter-in-law still wants to see her mother-in-law."
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Green ink yan will RuXiaoNan into the ancestral temple and then put his hand long sleeves hanging over him clutching her little hand.
RuXiaoNan is full of his words just now.
Ugly … Ugly daughter-in-law wants to see her mother-in-law …
Is Qing Moyan serious?
They went into the ancestral temple and looked at the green ink face. "It’s getting late, Shao Qing, and hurry up. It’s better for our family to go back to the emperor for a job."
Green ink Yan did not move his eyes and swept the memorial tablets on the ancestral table. "There is no memorial tablet for my mother here."
It’s not loud, but it’s even more frightening to be heard by everyone than thunder.
Qing Mo Yan’s mother’s memorial tablet was not offered in the ancestral temple. Isn’t this a sign that her roots are not recognized by Qing Hou Fu as Mrs. huotang legally?
The waiter turned to the old duke and turned cold. "Master Qing, you must give us an explanation, right?"
The old duke dropped a few drops of cold sweat on his temples and quietly looked at the steward in the house.
The steward bit his teeth and plopped down on his knees. "It’s all the old slaves who cleaned the ancestral temple by mistake. The old slaves accidentally knocked over the table and Mrs. Lu’s memorial tablet fell into the brazier …"
Without waiting for Qingmo Yankou, the old duke thundered, "Look at what you’ve done. If something like this happened, don’t say it earlier!"
"Damn the old slave, damn the old slave," the steward knelt on the ground and kowtowed like garlic. Soon his forehead was bleeding.
The old duke stole a look at the green ink, the green ink and the blue ink, and waited on no one to speak and take charge, so he could always knock away.
The sound of the head hitting the ground is particularly penetrating at night.
The old duke finally unbearable dumb voice way "ink yan you see …"
"What do I still have to do if I don’t do things carefully?" Green ink Yan said coldly. "Someone dragged him out and killed him with a stick, so he hacked to death and dirty the ground here."
When the steward shivers, he will take the rap. Even if he suffers some hardships, the old duke will always see that his government has worked hard for so many years to protect his life, and he will be condemned to death without a word.
"The duke! The duke! " Xuanyu brought people in to drag the steward out to take charge, and his legs slammed and hooked the threshold and refused to let go. "The duke saved the old slave. The old slave has been in the house for so many years without credit and hard work, so let the old slave live!"
Qing Moyan glanced impatiently at Xuanyu. "What are you still doing here? Does this slave miss his father-in-law’s job and still have his own life?"
Xuanyu’s jaw was removed as soon as he listened to "Ka Ba" with his hand. He could whine out with his mouth open, but he couldn’t shout out half a sentence anymore, which made people drag out like a dead dog.
The old duke’s face muscles jumped, and RuXiaoNan felt that his eyes were almost out of their sockets.