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

We stopped and walked along the way, and when we returned to Beijing, it was already late September, approaching the Frost Descent.

The autumn wind is bleak and the leaves are falling.

Merchants from various countries who were invited to attend the International Chamber of Commerce also arrived in the capital of Daliang one after another, but Shan was not among them.

Today, these people, like in the past, are preparing to go to the street to check out Daliang’s goods.

However, a group of envoys in white holding spirit banners entered the city in a mighty procession and carried the coffin to the foot of the imperial city.

The merchants from a tribe in the Western Regions are amazing.

"My old swan, how dare you carry the coffin to the feet of the emperor in Daliang, are you trying to save your life?"

The envoy of Panqi Kingdom can only be understood by considering the context to understand what he said.

He couldn't help but hold his forehead, "No, brother, where did you learn Daliang Mandarin? This is too..."

The Western Regions merchant stroked his beard and said, "Of course it's Yizhou. We are the closest to Yizhou."

"Let me tell you, in our tribe, the Daliang official language is the best, so they let me come here."

The envoy of Panqi State raised an awkward but polite smile and made a few compliments against his will.

He then turned his gaze to the envoys in white.

I only saw a man quickly walking into the imperial city, and soon he led a group of people out, among whom was the Emperor of Daliang!

He murmured in confusion, "Who is this? Why is there so much fanfare?"

The merchant from Vientiane who woke up late yawned and said, "You don't even know this, Xie Qian, a famous official of the Qi Dynasty."

When he saw people from both countries, he was still confused.

He kindly explained, "That is, the ancestors of the Marquis of Jiangling in Daliang were buried in the imperial mausoleum and are entitled to be worshipped in the Imperial Ancestral Temple."

He groaned twice, not knowing whether he was envious or...

Previously, I thought that Daliang was surrounded by enemies on three sides and the International Chamber of Commerce would not be able to be held at the end of the year.

He planned to travel around Jiangnan and then return to his own country.

Who would have thought that they would win with fewer troops and turn the tide, and there are signs that they will move to a higher level.

……

After Xie Qian's clothes and coffin were put into the imperial mausoleum.

After a series of things were done to place the tablet in the Taimiao, it was already September 28th, the day of the Frost Descent.

From top to bottom in the Xie family, everyone was as tired as a dog, both physically and mentally.

Xie Zhuqing leaned on the edge of the table, sorting through the letters from this period, and said weakly: "That can't be said..."

"At least the days of the rich are much more comfortable than ours."

“No need to get up early or worry about anything.”

Xie Ruguang let out a chuckle, and the sound was the same weak as Xie Zhuqing's.

"In that case, we are worse than dogs..."

As she spoke, she changed the subject. "It's better to be a little tired, but it's better than some ladies in the capital."

"Although they seem to be living a life of luxury, they are either relying on their husband's family, their parents' family, or their children."

"If you ask me, it's better to rely on yourself!"

"You are such a young girl, but you have learned a lot." Xie Zhuqing handed her the letter from the three sisters.

Turning around, he handed Xie Mingli another stack of letters, "From Mingcheng."

Looking at this thick stack, Xie Mingli: "..."

He even suspected that Xie Mingcheng was in Bingzhou, as he had nothing to do all day long but write letters.

Xie Mingli passed the letter to his mother Qian Xiu'e, who then gave it to Xie Tinghai, "It's a letter from your son."

"You speak as if he is not your son." Xie Tinghai whispered.

But he still resigned himself to his fate and sat up from the bed, starting to open and read the letter.

On the other side, Xie Yuheng arranged accommodation for other members of the Xie family and returned to the Si Mansion with tired steps.

Then Xie Tinghai shouted in shock: "What?"

She quickly quickened her pace and went towards the room.

As soon as I stepped over the threshold, I saw my uncle push my aunt's arm, not too hard or too lightly.

"Open your eyes and take a look. Our son is being entangled by a homosexual."

Xie Zhuqing, who had just distributed the letters and was drinking tea, almost choked to death when he heard these words.

The other people in the room were also shocked and gathered around to eat the melon!

After Xie Yuheng understood the whole story, he rubbed his tired brows and made up his mind.

The Ji family has a daughter who is still unmarried at the age of 23. This is a real worry for Mrs. Ji...

As for Ji Liuyun, I heard Chu Chen mention him on the way to Yumen.

When he was fifteen, he began to fall in love.

He and the eldest son of the Yunzhong County Magistrate fell in love with the same girl and even had a fight with each other.

In the end, he was severely beaten by General Ji and had to lie in bed for several months.

The probability of being labeled a homosexual is relatively small, but the probability is that "the drunkard's intention is not to drink, but to have other intentions."

She and Xie Mingli looked at each other, and they both silently left the house and walked into the garden.

The shadows of bamboos sway in the secluded path, and the brother and sister chat as they walk.

"What do you think about this, brother?"

Xie Mingli's mind flashed with what Xie Mingcheng had said, and he smiled helplessly.

"Since your second brother thinks Ji Liuyun is gay, let him misunderstand."

"Whether it can be with that person... depends on their respective fates."

Xie Yuheng was playing with the flying bird red jade between his fingers.

He also laughed and said, "I really don't know what Second Brother is thinking. How could he think that the Second Young Master of the Ji Family is a homosexual."

"According to what you said in the letter, I think they can form a well-shaped partnership."

"Oh?" Xie Mingli glanced sideways and asked the question in his mind, "Why is it 'well'?"

"It's two anyway."

Not only are they both the second child in the family, they also have silly personalities...

"Cough..." Xie Mingli coughed lightly to hide his smile.

It’s not that he, as the eldest brother, has no brotherly love, it’s just that his sister’s description is too apt.

His eyes seemed to accidentally glance at Xie Yuheng's current fatigue, and he said gently: "Go and rest."

"We can't, as older brothers, have to worry about you, a little kid."

"Yeah, and us too!"

The voices of many people came from behind them, and the brother and sister stopped and turned around.

There were only three sisters, Xie Zhuqing and Xie Ruyue, Xie Zhiyi, Xu Lu, and Xie Zhushu who had just returned to Beijing with Zhuang Yun yesterday.

They all stood not far away and waved to Xie Yuheng.

The red walls reflect the dusk, and the bamboo shadows are on the flowery paths.

The aged wine brewed with family love and friendship becomes more fragrant and mellow.

Another day passed in the blink of an eye.

The next day, Xie Zhuqing and others dragged their bodies as tired as the landlord's old donkey.

I took the Xie family members on a tour around the capital.

After all, some people may only come here once in their lifetime...

For example, Grandma Guihua is already very old. It’s a pity that Xie Xiu is not in Beijing, and Xie Lin is far away in Jiangnan.

However, since her daughter was not around, Gu found Xie Zhushu, her adopted son, annoying no matter how she looked at him!

"Look at you, your sister is so busy that she spends all day in the mountains, how come you are so free?"

Xie Zhushu: “???”

"My God, I just returned to Beijing with the governor the other day."

"Then don't you know to replay Xu Nan's trip this time?"

Xie Zhushu pouted, "Just tell me which ditch did you pick me up from?"