Chapter 492: Sacrifice

He reached for the concentric blessing bag. He looked at the "字" embroidered with gold thread on it, and looked at the pattern on the back and He Erxian. The corner of his mouth could not help but gently tilted upward, and the little tiger tooth was exposed again. come out.
He thought about the big wedding night, and the children joyfully cut the hair of the two, and then tied them together. He felt like drinking three pounds of honey.
What should I do?
How could I love that child so much?
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In the early spring morning, the prince of a tall man and a big horse smiled wildly.
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After breakfast, Lu Zhishan and Mu Nanzhi boarded the carriage, and Song Fu lifted up the two food containers.
Lu Zhishan looked at the two food containers, a little surprised, and asked Mu Nanzhi: "How did you prepare two?"
"It's a rare visit to the Emperor's Tomb, and I happened to see the watch," Mu Nanzhi said a little awkwardly, and raised his eyebrows in a low voice. "I've never been to the Emperor's Tomb to lay a watch."
The epigraph in Munan Zhikou refers naturally to Duan's.
Listening to Mu Nanzhi lifting the Duanshi coldly, Lu Zhishan froze for a while, but did not speak for a while, just reached out and gently held the child's hand.
The day before the wedding with the child, he went to the Huangling Festival alone to lay a memorial for Duan Clan. He did not feel sorry for Duan Clan, but he still felt a little bit uncomfortable in his heart.
That day, he did n’t bring fruit or drinks, he just took a pot of Luangua slices, he sat in front of Duan ’s tomb, cooked a pot of Luangua slices by himself, he poured a cup for Duan ’s, and gave He poured a glass by himself, and from beginning to end, he didn't speak, but just finished the pot of tea quietly.
"Sorry, I didn't drink your tea that day." Before leaving, Lu Zhishan said softly to the cold tombstone.
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The carriage stopped in front of the imperial tomb, and Lu Zhishan helped Mu Nanzhi to get out of the car. The two of them slowly walked towards the cemetery with a food container.
Mu Nanzhi came to the Huangling Mausoleum for the first time. The Huangling Mausoleum stood in the sky, covering the sky, and was very peaceful. She followed Lu Zhishan's steps and walked inward step by step. She looked at the towering majestic on both sides. The palace is a bit panic. This is not like a cemetery, but an imperial city.
The two walked for a full quarter of an hour before they stopped under a palace. The guard at the gate of the palace stepped forward and respectfully saluting: "The younger please pay respect to Prince Ning! Please pay respect to Princess Ning!"
"Let's get up," Lu Zhishan helped the guard up with his own hands, while plugging three or two gold ingots to the guard, "close it."
"Thank you very much, Lord! Thank you, Lord!" The guard thanked Lu Zhishan for a while and gave his head a hoe, then carefully took the gold ingot and bowed to give way to Lu Zhishan and Mu Nanzhi.
Mu Nanzhi followed Lu Zhishan into it, and when she went in, she found that the inside was not as ordinary as she imagined. Although she looked very magnificent from the outside, she could see that it was real as soon as she entered the door. The mausoleum and the palace are not complicated. In the center of the main hall, there is a portrait of Xu Guizhen, on which a spiritual seat for fruit is placed on the table.
Lu Zhishan took two plates of Qingming fruit from the food box, a plate of Fushou cake, and a plate of two-color fruit, two plates of gold and silver cakes, which were placed on the table for the children. It's delicate, but Lu Zhishan looked at the six plates of pastry and felt good.
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