At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

The young man's voice was a little choked, "Mr. Ye... is there..."

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw a solitary grave quietly lying in the apricot forest...

The tomb faces west and looks east.

When I got closer, I could see clearly the words on the tombstone: Tomb of Ye Weizhi, Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites of Daliang.

Ye Cen's lips moved and tears flowed before he said a word.

As far as she could remember, there was no other man in her family except her grandfather.

Both father and brother died in the battle, leaving only the old and the young to depend on each other.

After Your Majesty ascended the throne, although many old ministers from the Chu Tianchen period were liquidated, there are still some political enemies of your great-grandfather alive.

They said that her Ye family was extinct and had no offspring.

Even if Ye Wei gave birth to a good son, who followed the new emperor to conquer the world and held a high position and power, so what?

Therefore, when Your Majesty proposed that women could take part in the Mingsuan imperial examinations, my grandfather did not raise any objection.

My grandfather always said that he and my grandmother were old and might pass away at any time, so they would not be able to protect them for long.

Only if you have the ability in your hands can you protect yourself!

In the eyes of outsiders, he is a powerful minister of rites. In the eyes of many people, he is also an old antique who cannot adapt.

But only his family knew that this little old man had an obsession that he could not let go of throughout his life - his great-grandfather, Ye Wei.

Ye Cen stretched out his hand tremblingly, touched the tombstone, and caressed the elder whom he had never met.

There were yellow clouds for a hundred miles and the sun was dim. Suddenly, a bright light pierced through the clouds and illuminated the Xinglin Valley here.

The wind blew everyone's hair, brushed the girl's eyelashes, brushed the green branches of the apricot tree, and rolled up the fallen leaves and floated towards Ye Cen's shoulders.

The girl, who had never shed a tear despite all the hardships she had endured since she followed the army westward, now prostrated herself in front of the grave and sobbed.

Xie Yuheng sighed softly, looked away and looked at an old man under an apricot tree in the distance.

She whispered a few words to the cavalry captain, and walked towards that place with Rong Shi and others.

From a distance, the old man bowed to the young man in red and said in a sonorous and powerful voice, "I am honored to meet the Marquis of Jiangling."

Xie Yuheng said "Oh" with a hint of playfulness, turned around, and glanced meaningfully at the young man who was leading the way.

I thought it was an accidental discovery, but it turned out to be intentional.

He thought he was the prey, but he turned out to be the hunter.

She chuckled and continued forward, "The Great Yue Clan has been in seclusion for many years, so they are well aware of the news from the outside world."

As soon as these words came out, the old man lowered his waist a little more, "My Lord, you are joking. We are just living in disgrace, how can we be considered as escaping from the world."

"It's just that I sent people to infiltrate the Wusun military camp earlier, hoping to lend a helping hand to Daliang when necessary."

"But I didn't expect that the Marquis's military prowess was so great that there was no place for him to use his military prowess."

Xie Yuheng raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to help him up. "So, he is a prisoner now? Do you want me to release him?"

The old man said with a little embarrassment, "Not really. Our people had already sneaked back after the camp bombing that day..."

Rong Shi: “…” What can I say? He who knows the current affairs is a hero.

"Why did the old man send people to wait for my master? Just tell me what he wants."

The old man smiled bitterly and gestured for invitation.

"Your Excellency has come a long way, and you must be tired from the journey. Why don't you sit in the thatched pavilion for a while, drink some tea and chat."

Xie Yuheng nodded and followed him through the path in the apricot forest and sat down on a stone bench in the pavilion. Soon, the villagers served them tea, fruits and snacks.

"Since the Wusun camp was blown up that day, I estimate that old man Anda won't be able to hold on for much longer."

"Then let the child go out of the valley every day to see if there are any Liang troops passing by here."