The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 423: Pay homage to parents

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There are two ingots of silver inside, as well as a gilt magpie bead flower. Meiya has never seen jewelry like this since she came to Ninggu Pagoda. Moreover, it is so exquisite. It is quite valuable at first glance. , Meiya looked at the pearl flowers, they were so beautiful that she couldn’t help but pour them into her hands. She turned them over and over for a while. The more she looked at them, the more beautiful they became. She didn’t understand these flowers at first, but since then After getting along with Zhong Mingwei, she began to care about these jewelry beads, consciously or unconsciously, but she was reluctant to spend money to buy them, so when she looked at the beads, she was inevitably a little moved, and she raised the beads on her head. After comparing it, I wanted to put it on and try it, but in the end I put it down again.

I still don’t know who dropped it. I still have this money, so I’m afraid I’m going to be anxious, right?

A Chou looked through the money bag again, and finally saw a small word "hole" under the money bag. A Chou was startled, and suddenly remembered that a guard Kong came to the house a few days ago. , she and Zhong Mingwei were taking a nap at the time, so she asked casually, but she was in a daze at the time, so she didn't ask which guard Kong it was.

Is it Kong Wenmin or Kong Wenjie?

A Chou frowned and couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't think about it anymore. He looked at the gilt magpie bead flower again, and then put the bead flower and silver into it.

I'll send it to you in a few days. It's hard to visit during the Qingming Festival.

……

The fifth day of April in the 33rd year of Jiasheng

Qingming Festival.

"Come on, walk slowly, don't be in a hurry," Meiya helped Zhong Mingwei and moved out of the house little by little. The snow began to melt in the yard, which was dirty and slippery. Meiya was afraid of Zhong Mingwei. After being thrown, Zhong Mingwei was already sweating all over her face before she fell down. "Stop stepping on water, just keep walking."

"Don't tread water," Zhong Mingwei said. Seeing that Meiya's red cotton shoes were soaked by the sewage, he couldn't help but frown, while holding Meiya in his arms, "I can walk fine. , don’t be so nervous."

"I'm not nervous," Meiya said hurriedly, raising her head and smiling at Zhong Mingwei, "Mr. Gu is really a master of rejuvenation. How long has it been since you were able to go to the ground? I don't think it will take three months, and you will be able to go to the ground." I can walk quickly."

"Then you should accompany me for a walk more often. You are always unwilling to let me go out," Zhong Mingwei held his lips helplessly, "otherwise I will be fine in a month."

"It's not possible now. The floor is slippery. It's the same when you're practicing your legs and feet in the house," Meiya said, helping Zhong Mingwei sit down on a chair, and then took a handkerchief to wipe Zhong Mingwei's sweat. While saying, "You sit here, I will take out the sacrifices."

"Okay, go ahead." Zhong Mingwei took the handkerchief and said to Meiya.

At that moment, Meiya was so busy that she turned around and entered the room. Zhong Mingwei looked at the simple and worn-out table in front of him and the rough incense burner and candles on it, feeling a little lost.

In previous years, the Qingming Festival also required sacrificial rituals, but it was not at home, but at the imperial mausoleum. Zhong Zhiheng was too lazy to go, so the burden fell on his shoulders as the crown prince. He had to start bathing and fumigating in the first three days. Xiang was eating vegetarian food and chanting sutras. Naturally, the royal tombs were filled with royal family members from all generations. As soon as he entered the main hall, he started to kowtow. He kept kowtowing all the way, facing the cold tablets on the mourning platform. By the end of the day, he was kowtowing on his forehead. It swelled up, and the next day he walked in and out of the palace staring at the bruises on his forehead in front of all the courtiers. He felt unspeakably annoyed, but he later became numb.

Today, he, the grandson of Phoenix Dragon, was going to perform a sacrificial ceremony again, but this time he was going to worship Meiya’s parents, who were also his parents. While looking at the simple altar table, he lightly Rubbing his knees gently, feeling a little inexplicable warmth in his heart, he turned his head and looked into the room, where Meiya was coming out carrying several fruits.

"I don't know how other families perform sacrifices. I have never seen them." Meiya brought the fruits and placed them on the altar table, while looking at Zhong Mingwei a little embarrassed, "This is the first time for sacrifices. I just bought a few fruits that I thought tasted good, but I didn’t know if they were legal or not."

"According to the rules, if you like to eat, your parents will naturally also like to eat it," Zhong Mingwei reached out and held Meiya's hand, while saying, "Here, girl, help me up."

"You don't have to get up, you can just sit down," Meiya was so busy that she pressed Zhong Mingwei's hand and said, "You don't have to do anything, you can just sit here..."