When we met again the next day, both of us were obviously a little unnatural.

Yue Yiwan quietly ordered the attendant to put away the USB flash drive and pretended to be calm and went to have a meal with him.

The British breakfast was served, and the blood sausage tasted strange, and the oat milk tasted pretty good.

"I don't have to pay my respects today, they have foreign affairs activities." Hua Muzhi raised his hand, and the imperial attendant next to him brought a plate over.

The lacquered wooden plate was painted with a silver bird of paradise, covered with thin satin.

"This is a belated gift." Hua Muzhi stood up and looked back at him when he walked to the tray: "Father and the others discussed it for a moment, and decided to go back to you with them."

Yue Yiwan was stunned for a moment and got up to see what was on the plate.

With the long fingers with clear joints uncovered the satin, a pair of jade Ruyi with white fat appeared in front of them.

This is not an ordinary thing, it is probably an old thing from a hundred years ago.

As a vassal, Linguo received a lot of rewards when he paid tribute to the Ming Dynasty every time, but now he remains silently in the palace.

The quality of mutton fat jade is excellent, and the patterns are also quite particular.

The hook head is as flat as a sandal leaf, the flowing cloud pattern is simple and grand, and the long handle is engraved with a treasure bottle, which also symbolizes peace and joy.

"This is an antique..." He felt a little embarrassed: "I don't dare to accept it."

Ordinary museums may not necessarily provide this. If he presented a pair of old things in his bedroom, he might dream of an old lady in the middle of the night.

"Actually," Hua Muzhi said in a careful tone: "The chopsticks and bowls we usually use for meals are antiques from two or three hundred years ago."

Any bowl is worth millions, not an ordinary thing.

Yue Yilan was stunned for a few seconds.

He actually met many rich people.

Anyone who is competing will always show off a limited edition watch worth millions on his wrist, or a single-family villa bought in the center of the capital.

But being rich to this point is a bit scary.

Any bowl here is really something from the Ming and Qing dynasties, it would be a little extravagant.

He shook his head, thinking that this was the noble family, and coughed, "Then please ask the assistant Huo to help him collect it."

"The father and mother both like you very much." Hua Muzhi lowered his eyes and smiled: "I hope you can stay here for a long time after you have passed the ritual period."

Yue Yiwan looked up at him and suddenly wanted to ask what he thought.

The two of them are indeed in a good match, and they are indeed a little worried about their own father and elder brother. They even joked that they were kidnapped and blinked when they were kidnapped.

They just hope that they can have a perfect marriage and spend their whole life with the one they love.

But he doesn't think he will fall in love with anyone else.

After my mother's incident came out, the later I felt that some of my beliefs were broken and could not be combined.

He hesitated for a moment, but still didn't ask what he said in his heart.

September 19th is getting closer and the palace is busy.

Not only the queen is in charge of the important matters, but many relatives from the royal family will also come to the palace to help.

As the princess who had not yet passed, Yue Yilan would have to follow His Highness to pay tribute and incense.

The palace maids were going to pick baskets of silver osmanthus and wood hibiscus, crush the petals in advance to make various pastries and eat them.

In this celebration of the return of all spirits, we should make a very distinctive candle to attract relatives.

It is said to be a candle, but it is actually a pastry that can be flammable and bright like a candle. It must be worshipped in the ancestral hall and the waterside at that time, and extradition the souls of the old relatives to return home with a familiar fragrance.

Yue Yilan likes this festival before he even went to the UK.

On that day, the street was filled with the fragrance of white chrysanthemums and silver osmanthus. Although the flower-shaped pastries are tributes that cannot be eaten, they are particularly pleasant to burn as candles. People who are greedy want to eat two more bowls of rice.

In addition to cooking and steaming the candles in advance, there are also many paper money prayer flags for worship.

Hua Muzhi copied a volume of scriptures and offered them to the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall. Yue Yidian copied a lot of them and sent them to him. Just think it was a whole heart.

However, he is used to writing English, so it is really not easy to use with a pen now. His handwriting is round and he seems to be cute.

On September 10th, the palace was filled with the aroma of steamed flower cake.

Even on the way to greet the big white dog, you can still smell the sweetness of the hot osmanthus cake.

Fresh anchovies entered the palace, and at noon, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren used lunch together, and the chat was quite natural.

The old lady still has a weird temper and occasionally asks some tricky questions, but it is not difficult for them.

She even wore the bracelet that Yue Yimian gave in front of her, which was considered to be a side recognition of his existence.

After all, such a law-abiding and polite daughter-in-law is still in line with expectations.

The old lady was an old-school nobleman. She only wore long robes and silk shoes on weekdays, and she never touched her modern regular jacket.

When a family gets together, sometimes the style of painting is not very uniform, which makes it look strange to travel through time.

The emperor and the empress have just returned from outside the palace and are still wearing suits.

The old lady was wearing a newly cut robe from the palace, and the hibiscus flowers were embroidered vividly on the deep purple brocade.

Yue Yiwan just made a new windbreaker, and it was no different from when he was in London.

Hua Muzhi rarely encounters such a scene, and can't help laughing at this moment.

If this is a stubborn and harsh family, it is probably inevitable that something will happen, and it will definitely be a mess for a while.

On September 19th, almost everyone got up at 4:30 in the morning.

The palace maids and servants got up at three o'clock to prepare and confirmed all the things that had been counted long ago.

Yue Yiwan was completely drowsy, and this time he really had arms and let the attendants change their clothes.

After using the porridge, he went downstairs and got into the car, but he was still sleepy and couldn't even open his eyes.

They have to go to the elders first, then go to the Wanfo Hall to worship their ancestors together, and leave the palace together after these things are done to attend a bigger ceremony.

I traveled in a carriage along the way, and the slight bumps were like a cradle, shaking so that I wanted to tilt my head and fall asleep.

Originally, the journey was only ten minutes, but Yue Yiwan got on the bus and unknowingly slapped on Hua Muzhi's shoulder until he got off. He had to shake it twice before he could wake up.

After worshiping the Bodhisattva and the ancestors, take a car to the place close to the outer palace to transfer to the car.

The group of people were wearing clogs and dragging ancient dresses and sat in the long Bentley of piano paint.

"You can sleep for a while." Hua Muzhi whispered: "The father and the mother must be interviewed in front of the camera, and you can take another twenty minutes."

Yue Yiwan nodded gratefully, then closed his eyes and then left the power again.

Why is it the same as when I was in morning self-study, I said I would go to bed in seconds...

At noon, we have to have a meal with the cabinet ministers and the head of state, and in the afternoon we will go to the imperial tombs in the suburbs to perform ancient rituals.

Dinner was not allowed to eat out of respect and remembrance. When the dusk became darker, they just arrived next to the water.

The water of the storm crosses the entire Lindu and just passes south of the Ming court.

This long river was originally the moat that guarded the palace, but is still wide and turbulent.

A bright moon floated outside the clouds, and people on both sides of the long river gradually gathered together.

To the north of the long river are a group of royal relatives, witnesses and successors of history.

South of the long river are the people who come to worship and mourn ancestors.

The lights are brightly lit beside the ancient rivers, and countless lanterns are shining. The guards who maintain order are like silent street trees.

On the Fengzhu Bridge, there were a group of professional actors wearing imitation ancient clothes, holding silver bells and bamboo boards to dance the light and jade dance to summon the spirits. The head of state brought the officials to salute for a long time, and the royal family also bowed and bowed, and welcomed all spirits together with countless citizens.

The light of the paper lanterns and gauze lanterns is like fireflies in the night. Two long dragons gather on both sides of the long river, and the undulating light cannot be seen at the end.

Monks and Taoists began to chant scriptures, walking barefoot across the river with different shapes and colors in their hands.

The offering rack has been erected along the coast. With singing and harmony, people walked forward to light the candles in the tribute. The incense of thread raised the foggy white smoke, forming a long road in the north wind.

Yue Yilan followed Hua Muzhi to lay down the lotus flowers and returned to the ranks to continue watching the ceremony.

He was dressed quite thickly, not cold at all at this moment, he was a little hungry, and his stomach gusted when he bowed just now.

He was looking at the other side, trying to see if he could find his father and brother more than ten meters away. His left hand, which was hanging, was suddenly touched.

Yue Yiwan turned to look at Hua Muzhi, thinking that he had something to say.

The next second, a osmanthus candy suddenly appeared in the palm of my palm.

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