Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

The trip to Chongling started many days later than originally planned, and there were more people than originally planned.

The matter of Chongling was made public, and many people who had been fawning and flattering for a long time appeared in the court. The ceremony became grand and solemn, and the rules and etiquette, everything became complicated.

Standing in the tomb complex, hundreds of civil and military officials stood behind him in a black mass.

Jiang Qingwu looked back and felt that it was a bit exaggerated and hypocritical. Most of those people acted according to Yan Xiuchen's wishes.

Wherever Yan Xiuchen turned, they would follow.

"What's wrong?" Yan Xiuchen asked in a low voice when he saw Jiang Qingwu was distracted.

Jiang Qingwu looked at Gu Yanbai who was kowtowing in the distance, shook his head at Yan Xiuchen and said, "Nothing, I just think that such a big scene is unnecessary."

"These people don't really care about the Gu and Lu families."

Yan Xiuchen looked at the ministers and understood something in an instant. He sighed softly and said, "When the water is too clear, there will be no fish; when the forest is too quiet, there will be no birds."

"There have always been incompetent followers in every dynasty. It would not be realistic if all the officials were capable and brilliant."

"Okay, go to the temple first. There will be a ritual there later."

Jiang Qingwu nodded and turned to leave. Wanyue, Xiao Luzi, and the attendants followed him.

Jiuhan, who had been in the dark, followed silently.

"Godmother..."

"How is it? Did you find anything unusual?"

Jiuhan shook his head slightly and said, "No, I have checked both the person and the place, and there is indeed nothing wrong."

"Okay, pay more attention to Gu Yanbai and His Majesty, and don't worry about me."

Jiuhan paused and bowed, "Yes."

As he spoke, Jiuhan winked at Wanyue calmly.

"What's wrong? What are you two talking about?" Jiang Qingwu asked with a smile on his face.

Wan Yue quickly shook her head upon hearing this, "No, it's... he said before that he wanted me to follow my elder sister today because he was afraid that an assassin would hurt you."

Jiang Qingwu looked at Wanyue, who was wearing a black and white brocade dress, and smiled slightly, "I told mother that I'll let you live in Wutong Garden. Is everything okay?"

"Okay, everything is fine, don't worry, elder sister."

"Once the matter of Chongling is over, I will let you and Tanxi get married as soon as possible. You won't be able to live in Wutong Garden for long."

As Jiang Qingwu spoke, he turned around and saw the monks who were performing a ritual, sitting down neatly in the open space outside the sacrificial hall.

"The ritual is about to begin. Let's go to the temple and burn some incense."

The sacrificial hall was very large, with three walls filled with tablets. Jiang Qingwu had seen those who had been beheaded.

I also know how many people died that year.

But when I saw the dark memorial tablet and the bright candlelight before my eyes, I was still shocked.

"Elder sister..." Wan Yue lit the incense, handed it to Jiang Qingwu, then stood behind Jiang Qingwu holding it.

But Jiang Qingwu was a little stunned holding the three incense sticks in his hand.

There were so many people, so many people who died in vain, how could she commemorate them with just three sticks of incense?

"Elder sister..." Wanyue reminded in a low voice. Jiang Qingwu also came back to his senses and offered incense respectfully.

"It wasn't just these people who died back then. These were only the people from the Gu and Lu families."

Gu Yanbai's figure, dressed in white, holding a jade flute in his hand, was covered behind him.

Looking at the memorial tablets on the wall, Gu Yanbai sighed softly, "Ministers, nobles, and merchants close to the Lu and Gu families have all been implicated."

“Those people died quietly, and until today, the Lu family and the Gu family have not had the opportunity to be ordinary and have such a grand memorial ceremony.”

"Of course they can. I promise to compensate all those who were implicated back then."

Yan Xiuchen followed in, with only Jiu Ye following him, while everyone else stayed outside the hall.

The bells outside rang, and the sound of chanting gradually reached my ears.

"What you decide to do is your business. I can't interfere." Gu Yanbai chuckled, tucked the flute into his waist, and went to light the incense.

Seeing this, Yan Xiuchen followed.

Jiang Qingwu stood behind and watched the two of them burn incense, as if he had returned to his childhood.

Once again she saw the two of them standing side by side in front of her.

It was just like the two young men in front of her when she was a child.

The three of them finally stood together, but the price they paid along the way was too high.

"Standing here reminds me of the night when our house was raided."

"The Lu family and the Lu family split into two groups, one in front and one behind. Your grandfather and grandfather-in-law actually said the same thing and made the same decision."

Gu Yanbai's eyes darkened, and he turned to look at Yan Xiuchen, "What did they say?"

"In fact, I did secretly let some people from the Lu and Gu families go, but they were just children and insignificant women."

"Everyone on the list must be there, of course."

"Your grandfather said that only if they died, I wouldn't be implicated. Only if I'm alive can I protect you."

"Your grandpa entrusted you to me and asked me to protect your life no matter what."

Yan Xiuchen said with a bitter laugh, "When I was at the Fuye border, I stayed awake all night, thinking only of which way to go."

"At that time, I couldn't beat Yan Su, nor could I beat my father. There was only one way to save you."

"Fortunately, you lived again. Fortunately, you survived."

"Otherwise, I would not have the face to stand in front of them..."

Jiang Qingwu listened to the conversation between the two and quietly left the temple.

Looking at the monks who were performing a ritual, Jiang Qingwu deliberately avoided the venue.

"Eldest sister, you must be tired. There is a pavilion over there. It's quieter. I'll go sit there with you..."

Jiang Qingwu nodded and was about to leave with Wanyue and the others, but he noticed that a few of the monks looked very strange.

Everyone else was chanting, only a few of them were looking into the temple intentionally or unintentionally.

Although they had dispersed, they were still too conspicuous among the monks who were concentrating on chanting.

Jiang Qingwu suddenly stopped and looked at the few people. They were all dressed in monk's clothes and were indeed bald, but the scars on their heads seemed to have been newly shaved.

Jiang Qingwu's heart tightened slightly, and he felt a little uneasy for a moment. He wanted to ask people to arrest a few people immediately, but the ritual was going on and there were civil and military officials in the distance.

Jiang Qingwu hesitated for a moment and waved to Jiu Ye who was outside the palace in the distance.

"There's something wrong with those monks..."

Jiu Ye heard the sound and looked into the distance. Before he could take any action, several people jumped out guiltily.

He quickly took out a dagger and walked towards Jiang Qingwu.

"Protect the emperor, protect the emperor..." Xiao Luzi shouted hurriedly, and Wanyue immediately rushed forward.

Jiang Qingwu looked at the approaching people, standing still with a frown on his face, not panicking at all.

She knew that Jiu Ye and the Imperial Guards would stand in front of her. She was not thinking about the danger, but how could a few people dare to...

The imperial guards rushed forward with swords and guns, and Gu Yanbai and Yan Xiuchen in the sacrificial hall also vaguely sensed something.

The two men looked at each other and were about to greet each other when there was a sudden explosion in the temple.

The sound of explosions, "bang bang bang", came around them. The gate was blown down directly, and the gate and pillars fell down with a loud bang.

"Aze..." Yan Xiuchen pulled Gu Yanbai and quickly dodged the fallen pillar.

But as soon as he stood still, a huge fire started rumbling all around him.