June twenty-nine.
The luxurious carriage stopped in front of the North Prince's Mansion.
Every July, Mrs. Xie goes to Wanfu Mountain on the outskirts of Beijing to pray for blessings and spend the month clean.
Because the third day of the seventh lunar month was the day when Concubine Xie’s natal general, Men Ning, defended Northern Xinjiang and died with the city ten years ago.
The entire Ning family died, leaving only a few people far away in the capital.
"Princess, the road has been bumpy and bumpy. You are old. My daughter-in-law thinks it is better to let the Crown Princess pray for you." Concubine Zhao said with a concerned look on her face.
Mrs. Xie shook her head, "Every year, I go to see them."
"The concubine must take care of her health along the way." Concubine Zhao said with a pretentious look: "If Mrs. Qiao's health is not in good condition and she needs my care, my daughter-in-law must accompany the concubine to the mountains to repair herself."
She talks nice but doesn't do anything practical.
Mrs. Xie turned back to look at Mrs. Qiao and said, "Yingying is fragile. Just take good care of her. There is no need to worry about me."
Concubine Zhao, Concubine Li and others said goodbye together.
Xie Lingxi, Jiang Rong, and Xie Ruojiao escorted Old Concubine Xie to Wanfu Mountain.
This place is very famous for praying and there are many carriages coming and going. But Mrs. Xie was praying on a separate hilltop, so she didn't worry about being disturbed by others.
Cuishan Qingjun.
Lush vegetation.
There is a prayer tower on the mountain that was repaired thanks to the donation from the old concubine. The tower is nine stories high, and each floor is dedicated to countless people's names and prayer lamps.
There are many foreign surnames, not just the Ning family.
"These are the names of the soldiers who died in the battle while defending the city." Xie Ruojiao saw Jiang Rong's eyes falling on those names, leaned closer and whispered:
"Grandma prays for all the fallen soldiers."
One general succeeds and ten thousand bones wither.
Today's peace in Great Xia was built with the flesh and blood of countless ancestors. Their contributions will always be remembered and worshiped here with prayer lanterns.
The group reached the top of the tower.
There are many people named Ning hanging on the dense rows of prayer lamps.
The nearest prayer lamp has two names hanging on it.
Murong Zhao, Ning Zhen.
Mrs. Xie's eyes fell on this lamp, her eyes were slightly red, and she said, "Zhen'er's parents died in the war. She has been raised by my knees since she was a child, and she is like my daughter. It's a pity that she is not blessed. , went early..."
Prince Zhaoren, whose name is taboo, Murong Zhao, married Ning Zhen.
Nineteen years ago, during a battle in northern Xinjiang, the prince was seriously injured and died. The Crown Princess was so sad that she burned herself in the palace to die...
Princess Xie and Princess Zhaoren are aunts and nephews, and they share the same love as mother and daughter.
"Brother Xi, you and Rong'er go and buy them a lamp for me." Old Concubine Xie's eyes were full of tears.
Xie Lingxi and Jiang Rongsui each took a lotus lantern and lit it, placing it in front of Murong Zhao and Ning Zhen's signs.
The two of them picked up three sticks of incense and bowed three times to offer incense.
Old Concubine Xie looked at the backs of the two children, her eyes fell on the two signboards again, and tears fell down.
After lighting lamps and praying for Ning Zhen and his wife...
Jiang Rong and others continued to pray for the ancestors of the Ning family and light lamps...
By the time the prayer lamps were lit, it was already dark.
Jiang Rong and the others will stay one night at Wanfu Mountain and go back tomorrow.
Jiang Rong and Xie Lingxi stood side by side on the top of the mountain, looking at the stars in the night sky. The night sky here is clear, the stars are bright, and the cool night wind lifts their clothes.
Xie Lingxi always had an expressionless face, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.
But Jiang Rong had a vague feeling that he was in a bad mood.
But I think no one can be happy when seeing so many tablets.
Jiang Rong didn't say much, just stayed with him quietly.
The two of them spent most of the night blowing in the wind on the top of the mountain.
Xie Lingxi's eyes fell on her, "It's so late, why don't you go to bed. Aren't you sleepy?"
"I'm not sleepy." Jiang Rong shook his head, "I want to stay with you."
"Have something to say?"
"No. I just want to stay with you." The little girl replied seriously.
Xie Lingxi met her clear eyes, and the stars in the night sky seemed to fall in her eyes, shining brightly.
At that moment, he felt that Jiang Rong could feel his pain, and she comforted him with her companionship.
The next moment, I thought this idea was ridiculous. Jiang Rong, she...
But it's a patient whose brain is in trouble.
He actually felt that he and Jiang Rong had a tacit understanding of the same mind.
Xie Lingxi took her Rouyi and went to the Zen room in the courtyard.
"Aren't you looking at the stars?" Jiang Rong asked.
"Um."
"Husband, next time you want to look at the stars, ask me to come with you!"
"Um."
Next time you are unhappy, please let me accompany you.
Xie Lingxi.
……
Early next morning.
Jiang Rong and others bid farewell to Mrs. Xie and prepared to return to the capital.
Xie Lingxi was left with something to explain by the old concubine.
The two sisters went west for a walk first. Xie Ruojiao pulled Jiang Rong's sleeve and whispered: "Sister-in-law, can you accompany me to Laurel Peak!"
Jiang Rong was slightly stunned, "Yellow Peak?"
"Yes, I heard that praying for the Toad Palace here is very effective! I want to hang a prayer wind chime for Song Heng. Maybe my sister-in-law will accompany me?" Xie Ruojiao said softly, her face slightly red.
There are several peaks in Wanfu Mountain, each with different meanings of blessing.
Laurel Peak is the praying high school, there are also Lianzhi Peak to pray for a happy marriage, Send-Zifeng to pray for good heirs, etc...
Jiang Rong suddenly realized that in a few days, it will be the provincial examination...
"Okay." Jiang Rong nodded.
Although Xie Lingxi was not here, Jingzhe and Xi's secret guards were left with him for protection.
The aunt and sister-in-law arrived at Laurel Peak together.
Xie Ruojiao looked at the secret guards and said, trying to cover up the obvious:
"I will hang a blessing wind chime for my third brother. It will be useful when he takes the imperial examination in the future!"
With that said, he wrote the word Song Heng on the wind chime.
Hanging on the prayer tree.
Jiang Rong saw through it without saying anything and stood at the nearby pavilion waiting for her.
"Oh, why did the second sister come to Yuegui Peak? Could it be that the Crown Prince also wants to take the imperial examination this year?" A voice pretending to be surprised sounded.
Jiang Rong turned around and saw Jiang Wan walking over on the mountain road holding a blessing wind chime with a look of surprise on her face:
"Oh, why did I forget? With the prince's level, how can he take part in the imperial examination? Seeing that the second sister is standing here without hanging the wind chimes, she must be accompanying someone."
"I really envy my second sister for marrying such a worry-free husband. Unlike me, I have to pray for my fiancé... The master said that he has a high chance of passing the provincial examination this year, so I have to come here, which is quite troublesome."
Jiang Wan showed off in a weird way.
She was very jealous of Jiang Rong's position as the Crown Princess, so she kept praising Shen Wenyuan's talents and learning to belittle Xie Lingxi, as if to prove that she would marry better than Jiang Rong.
"Indeed. If your fiancé is bound to win, you don't have to worry so much. Be careful next time you choose someone." Jiang Rong replied calmly.
