The next morning, it was raining in winter.

Jia Qiang and Daiyu were all dressed in white and plain clothes, standing outside Suzhou City, in the Lin family’s ancestral tomb.

Jia Qiang held up an oil-paper umbrella and stood in the wind to cover Daiyu.

Behind him, dozens of personal guards were all wearing black clothes and stood around to escort the guards.

Further away, Shang Zhuo led more than a dozen people to block the prefect of Suzhou and the co-magistrate, Tongzong, and the magistrates of Kunshan, Changshu, Wujiang and Jiading, all of which were blocked outside the Lin family's ancestral tomb.

Lin Ruhai's ancestral home is Suzhou. Now his family returns to the ancestral grave to worship. Suzhou's parents must come forward regardless of whether it is in the sense of emotion or reason, and take good care of it.

Even though Shang Zhuo and others tried every means to persuade them, these officials still insisted on waiting in the winter rain.

Lin Ruhai ruled the world, and they would rather work hard on etiquette than be rude.

After all, wearing a black veil is just a decision.

The woman sent offerings, paper money, braziers, brooms made of bamboo strips, wooden shovels and other items.

Jia Qiang took action and hoeed the weeds around Jia Min’s tomb, adding new soil.

While doing things, he was talking...

"My mother-in-law is here, and the son-in-law is polite..."

"The son-in-law married Lin Daimei next year. He should have been in Suzhou, but the gentleman is too busy as prime minister and state affairs, so he really can't leave. I'll say goodbye to you today..."

"Don't worry, your son-in-law is handsome, heroic, talented, wealthy, and inherited the title of Marquis of Wu and has a high position and power. He is indeed a rare good match for Sister Lin..."

"Pooh!"

Daiyu, who had been crying silently when she came here, was stunned when she heard these words, then her pretty face blushed, and she couldn't help but laugh and said, "What a shameful guy!"

Jia Qiang shook her head repeatedly and said, "My mother-in-law, Lin Meimei is beautiful and elegant, has a beautiful orchid heart, has a look of falling fish and falling geese, and is ashamed of flowers. What's even more rare is that she is kind and pure, as if she is bright and bright. She is living a good life now. If she is loved by her husband and son-in-law, she will not suffer any grievances."

As he said that, he put down the shovel and broom, placed the offerings one by one, and burned paper money in the brazier.

He turned around and greeted Daiyu, "Come and burn paper and talk."

Daiyu's eyes were filled with tears, but the tears were dry.

What else she said was that she had finished saying good things and shameless words.

She cried, laughed, and blamed Jia Qiang for a glance, and then stepped forward to burn paper money.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Jia Qiang continued to smile and said, "You old, watch us younger generations live in the sky, bless Lin Meimei to be healthy and happy, and live a long life. Don't worry, you are not worried that we will not come in the future, don't worry, we will come to visit you often. By the way, the gentleman also said that when he finishes the new policy in the past few years, he will come to live in the old house in Suzhou and often see you. When Lin Meimei and I have children in the future, we will often bring them to visit your graves and let you see... By the way, Lin Meimei, did you ask me to bring something before? Take it out and burn it to my mother-in-law."

Daiyu whispered shyly: "Don't call people... It's really..."

It seemed as if Jia Min really looked at her and she turned around and waved her hand and asked Zijuan to deliver the things.

Zijuan came with the box, a little surprised that Daiyu fainted from crying.

When I saw Jia Qiang looking at her disgusted eyes again, I was extremely angry.

Daiyu comforted her eyes, took the wooden box and asked Zijuan to leave. Then she hesitated for a while before opening the wooden box to reveal a scroll inside.

Jia Qiang asked, "Do you open it? Or... just burn it?"

With his eyebrows and eyes leaping, Daiyu spat lightly: "Let Dad know, take care of your skin!"

However, he paused and asked again, "Help me open it?"

Jia Qiang almost chuckled, and his face was serious, and nodded, "Of course! Otherwise, wouldn't he let his mother-in-law open it himself?"

After Daiyu glanced at him, she gently opened the scroll, exposed a painting, and wrote a poem.

On the painting, a woman sat on the side of the stones under the bamboo forest and smiled slightly, holding a handkerchief and a book in her hand.

This place is clearly the bamboo forest in the west courtyard of the house behind the Yanyuan Yamen. The woman looks very similar to Daiyu, and even the floating cloud bun is exactly the same as Daiyu, but she is much more mature.

Not far from the woman, a young man stood with his hands behind his back, full of energy. Judging from his face outline and eyebrows, who would be Lin Ruhai?

A poem is written in the blank space of the painting, which is exactly the poem "Jiangchengzi" by Mr. Dongpo:

Ten years of life and death are inseparable, and you will never forget it without thinking about it.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, nowhere to talk about desolation.

Even if we meet, we will not recognize each other, and our faces will be covered with dust and our temples will be like frost.

When I came to Youmeng at night, I suddenly returned home, and the window was dressing up.

Looking at each other in silence, only tears flow thousands of times.

It is expected that the heartbreaking place every year is in the bright moonlit night, and the pine hills are short.

This is obviously a familiar word that cannot be more familiar, but at this moment when Jia Qiang and Daiyu read it, they can't hide their sadness.

Lin Ruhai’s deep love is really touching.

Looking at Daiyu who was crying indescribable, Jia Qiang said softly: "My mother-in-law, you must bless Lin Meimei to live a hundred years old and bless her son-in-law at the age of ninety-nine. I promise to love her for the rest of my life, but in the end, I'll just take over this pain of lovesickness by Lin Meimei."

Daiyu, who was almost broken, heard this and put the scroll into a brazier to burn it. Then, in front of Jia Min's tomb, she clenched her delicate fist and smashed Jia Qiang three times.

A quarter of an hour later, a carriage left the cemetery and left directly. Daiyu, Zijuan and her accompanying nanny left first.

Jia Qiang went to deal with the prefect of Suzhou and the magistrate of four counties.

...

"The prefect Zhu, Xu, He, Wei, and Wu, I have received the kindness. But the gentleman once repeatedly reminded me not to disturb the place. The emperor issued a strict order to this marquis, asking me not to bully people at will outside..."

Jia Qiang's eyes flashed through many officials who were usually pampered and were almost freezing their brains. He laughed and said, "In short, if you contact me more, there will be more disasters and less blessings. It is difficult for me to leave Beijing once, so I will not involve you."

After hearing Jia Qiang's words, Zhu Cong, the governor of Suzhou who was like a frozen three grandson, bowed and smiled: "Ninghou is worthy of being a Wuxun clan, and speaks and does things neatly. He is just a low-ranking official who is a herdsman in Lin Xiangye's hometown. He cannot fulfill his whole heart today, and he is really ashamed. He will not be able to see the prime minister when he comes to Beijing in the future..."

Seeing Jia Qiang's face becoming impatient, Zhu Cong changed his tone and smiled, "However, the prime minister is noble and kind, and he feels sorry for us and other local officials. He cannot bear our labor. His kindness is like parents in the high court, officials and others are grateful. Since this is the case, when we come to Beijing to report our duties tomorrow, we will apologize from the prime minister's disciples."

Upon hearing this, Jia Qiang looked at the bent Zhu Cong seriously. Seeing that he was still looking at him, he was sincere and could not help but betray him. He stopped saying anything, bowed and said goodbye.

The prefect Zhu kept smiling. After watching Jia Qiang beat the horse away, he straightened his waist, Guan Wei got back on his body, and took him into the warm sedan chair without hesitation, and carried him back home.

The other three magistrates also hurriedly got into the sedan chair, but there was a magistrate with a shabby official robe. Looking at the direction where Jia Qiang gradually moved away, his originally dark but determined gaze became brighter...

...

"Ah! I'm back!"

In the room of Linyuan, the ancestral home of Lin family in Suzhou City, Xiangling stood in the clapper veranda, not afraid of the cold, and she was worried about her feet and didn't know how long she had been looking at her.

Finally, when they saw Jia Qiang and Daiyu come back, they jumped up and greeted them happily.

I finally remembered what these two people were doing halfway. As my smiley faces worked hard, they turned into a sad look, and then it seemed that sadness was still brewing...

How can you hide such a small move from Jia Qiang and Daiyu?

Daiyu was still a little depressed at first, but now she saw this live treasure and couldn't help but laugh and scold: "I'm dressed so thin, and I'm careful with the cold! I'm really sick, so you're so good!"

Xiangling stopped making a fool. After looking at the expressions of the two, Jia Qiang didn't need to say that although Daiyu's eyes were red, she said it was okay now, and she couldn't help but smile and said, "When my grandfather and the girl come back, it's not just me, but they even want to see this one and the second-class wealthy and romantic place in the world!"

Daiyu looked at Jia Qiang, and Jia Qiang shook her head and said, "Go in and warm it for half an hour first, and I'll have someone cook a bowl of ginger soup for you to eat to drive away the cold."

Daiyu smiled with a pursed lips, and Xiangling said obediently: "The girl is weak, so she needs to take care of her more."

As he said that, he stepped forward and helped Daiyu up.

Daiyu: “…”

After killing Xiangling, who was becoming more naughty, Daiyu followed Jia Qiang into the house and naturally received a wave of care and greetings.

Daiyu didn't want to say anything more, so she asked Jia Qiang, "What do those officials say?"

Ping'er said strangely: "Are there many officials coming?"

Feng Jie'er sneered and said, "What do you know about this girl? Uncle Lin is the prime minister and Qiang'er is the marquis. How could the officials in Suzhou dare to be disrespectful to such a situation?"

Jia Qiang smiled and said, "Second Auntie is very good at seeing." As she said that, she repeated the words of the Suzhou prefect, and then she saw Tanchun, Xiangyun, exaggerating and retching.

Daiyu said funny: "Have you seen these in the books you read? The word "official" is open, the previous one says flattering words, and the next one says fierce and cruel words that oppress the weak."

Baoqin giggled, "Sister Lin is too cruel, Master Lin is also an official! And Brother Qiang..."

Daiyu smiled and said, "Little Snail, my dad is different. Brother Qiang... He is even less official."

Unexpectedly, before the sisters made fun of her partiality, a woman came in and preached: "Marquis, when I came in, a county magistrate asked to see the Marquis outside, saying that there was something bigger than the sky."

...

Imperial City, Fengzao Palace.

In the warm pavilion in the east of the side palace, Yin Hou looked at the wife of the Yin family and smiled and said, "Why are you willing to come to the palace? In the end of this year, except for state affairs, my mother has come three times. Once, I pleaded for Jia Qiang, last time it was for Ziyu's medicine, and this time it was for which one? Could it be for the eldest brother?"

The Grandma Yin family shook her head and said, "What are you doing for him? If a person is crazy, he will either beat him up and make him unable to bear it. He will understand it by himself. Or he will treat it coldly, whether he is willing or unwilling, he can only think clearly and understand it well after being quiet. Your elder brother wants to be promoted and is confused. Don't be anxious. Just persuade the emperor and say that he won't give him any promotion. After a long time, he will naturally understand it."

Yin Hou smiled and said, "Daughter knows that mother understands much more than elder brother."

The wife of the Yin family shook her head and said, "It's not that he doesn't understand, but he's just unwilling to give up. I won't talk about him anymore. Today I came to the palace because I was entrusted by someone to come to ask about marriage with the queen. Is it feasible or not."

Queen Yin was really surprised this time and said, "Can anyone else ask to touch her mother?"

The Grandma Yin family smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Hao's daughter-in-law came to her house, but she was invited by someone. I only realized that the Qiao family had received the life-saving favor from Duke Zhao's Mansion. Now she asked for a lecture, and she could do it or not. She was hesitant, but later she thought that after the girl Yan Zi came to her house, she had always been diligent and filial, and always wanted to give her some decentness, so she came to the palace for a while."

"Duke Zhao's Mansion?"
To be continued...