Chapter 215 Take Her to Worship
Jiang Xuan prepared the carriage in advance.
"Get in the car." He said to Daya with a smile.
Daya lifted her skirt and tried to go up, but Jiang Xuan held her waist and helped her up.
"I've prepared some food and tea for you, please feel free to use them. If you feel the carriage is bumpy, let me know." After giving a few instructions, Jiang Xuan lowered the curtain and drove the carriage outside.
The carriage was not very spacious, but it was obviously carefully decorated.
The seats in the carriage were covered with white fox fur, which was soft and smooth.
On the small table in the middle, there were some snacks such as red bean cakes and pine nuts, as well as a pot of plum tea, which were all Daya's favorites.
Jiang Xuan never asked, but he observed carefully.
Daya poured herself a cup of plum tea and held it in her hand, warmth spreading along her palm.
There were even silver sachets hanging in the corners of the carriage, with fragrant incense cakes burning inside. The aroma was light but refreshing and brought warmth.
Daya didn't ask Jiang Xuan where he was taking her. She just sat quietly in the carriage and let it move.
After half an hour, the carriage began to shake.
Jiang Xuan reminded Daya and asked her, "Zhao Zhao, do you feel okay? If you don't feel well, I'll go slower."
"It's okay." Daya said, "Brother Jiang, where are we going?"
"It's almost here. You'll understand when you get there. I can't sell you out."
Daya smiled and thought to herself, it turns out he can joke too.
The carriage really stopped quickly. Jiang Xuan opened the curtain and held out his hand to her: "Come, get off first."
Daya held his arm.
Perhaps because it was easier to get off the car, Jiang Xuan did not hug her this time.
Jiang Xuan seemed to always pay attention to the sense of distance, which made Daya feel relieved.
——She was not used to being too close to him, and felt oppressed, even though Jiang Xuan had always been gentle to her.
Jiang Xuan leaned over and rummaged through things in the carriage.
Daya heard the sound of wooden boards moving.
She had actually just discovered that there was nothing underneath the wooden planks of the carriage, and there was a sound when she stepped on them.
After a while, Jiang Xuan took out a basket from inside, which contained incense, candles, paper money, and some other offerings.
Daya looked around and realized that they had come to a cemetery.
"After I heard your story, I took it upon myself to investigate for you and found your mother's grave, but... it wasn't quite right. So I took matters into my own hands and, in your name, had your mother's remains moved here. I retrieved the remains for you..."
Daya's eyes suddenly became wet.
She originally thought that she would do this when she had the ability in the future.
She couldn't possibly spend her mother's money and make excessive demands when the family was struggling financially.
But unexpectedly, Jiang Xuan had already helped her get the job done without her revealing any of her feelings.
"Here--" Jiang Xuan didn't look at Daya. He carried the basket and walked ahead, giving her time to digest and sort out her emotions.
The wind was very strong in winter, but standing behind the tall and broad man, Daya didn't feel that cold.
Jiang Xuan walked away in silence.
She followed in silence.
"Here."
When Daya saw the words "Tomb of the late mother Cui Runniang" engraved on the white marble tombstone, her knees went weak and she knelt down.
She always has memories of her mother in her mind.
Mother is sad, but also warm.
Even when she was sick, even when she was beaten and scolded by that devil, whenever she saw me, she would still hold me in her arms and teach me to recite "As long as the flying general is in Dragon City, the Hu horse will not be allowed to cross Yinshan Mountain" as if nothing had happened. She would also teach me to recite "Live as a hero, die as a ghost hero", telling her that only with a country can there be a home. It was a pity that she was a woman, and she hoped that she could learn to be independent and strong like a man in the future.
My mother is not content to stay in the harem and doesn't want her life to be arranged by others.
Although her struggle failed and she chose the wrong person, which led to a miserable life for herself, Daya always admired her mother.
Whether she did something right or wrong, it was her choice, and she had to bear the consequences herself.
Don't blame others, don't beat or scold yourself.
As much as Erya hates her biological mother, Daya loves and regrets her biological mother.
Her mother planted some seeds in her heart and passed away with endless reluctance and regret.
"Mother..." Daya reached out and touched the golden words on the cold white marble tombstone, "You have finally become yourself again."
It was Cui Runniang, who did not take her husband's surname, nor did she become one of the many with the same surname.
She is herself, her name is Cui Runniang.
She came into this world, with great literary talent, lively and smart. She once thought of traveling around the world with a sword, and also thought of "eating the flesh of the barbarians when hungry and drinking the blood of the Huns when thirsty".
She is such a good girl who dares to love and hate.
Just because I did one wrong thing and trusted the wrong man, my life is ruined.
Jiang Xuan silently placed the offerings, lit a stick of incense and handed it to Daya.
Daya took it after whispering thanks, then kowtowed to her mother and burned incense.
Jiang Xuan burned paper money on the side.
After a while, seeing that the paper money was completely burned, he handed the remaining paper money to Daya and said, "I forgot to bring the wine I prepared. I'll go get it first."
"good."
Daya knew that he wanted to give herself some space so that she could talk to her mother alone.
Jiang Xuan's thoughtfulness and consideration are never expressed in words.
And in action.
Xiao Yan once said to her privately, "Zhao Zhao, although Jiang Xuan is much older than you, you are extremely intelligent. Even those who are a few years older than you, such as Yun Ting, can't keep up with your thinking."
Daya didn't fully understand at that time.
But she knew that her father would not harm her, even if it was just out of love for her.
Now, she seemed to understand a little.
Daya actually didn't have anything to say to her mother.
She always felt that her mother had always been with her and blessing her, which was why she was able to meet Lu Qiniang and live a life that was poor but never lacking in love.
But she appreciated Jiang Xuan's kindness.
After a while, when all the paper money was burned, Jiang Xuan also came over with a pot of wine.
He lifted his robe and knelt with Daya, pouring wine in front of the grave.
"Please rest assured," he said, "Jiang Xuanding will take good care of Zhaozhao in the future. Xuanding will not use worldly constraints on Zhaozhao. He will do his best to let her do what she wants to do and become the person she wants to be."
After saying that, Jiang Xuan kowtowed three times to Cui Runniang.
On the way back, Daya sat in the front and talked to Jiang Xuan.
She asked him, "What did you mean by the last words you said to my mother?"
"The Lord said that he would propose to the Emperor in the future to open a girls' school so that women could serve as officials in the court."
When Xiao Yan talked about this, he was in high spirits.
He said that Zhaozhao was suitable for literature, Zhuozhuo was suitable for business, and Jiaojiao was suitable for martial arts.
He is not after all the women in the world; he just wants the women around him to be able to display their talents without being confined to the backyard.
"How easy is that?" Daya seemed to sigh.
"The road ahead is long and arduous, but I will continue to search for it." Jiang Xuan responded loudly.
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