Chapter 892: Dad, this is our Su family’s ancestral tomb
"Dad, why are you here again?" Princess Linghua turned her head to look at King Cheng'en.
"My daughter, dad came to see if you are cold here? Do you need anything?" King Cheng'en looked at his daughter and became a little humble.
"I told you, I don't need anything." Princess Linghua said, "Please don't send me anything in the future. It will make me look dishonest."
"My daughter, didn't you hear what the monk said? Buddha is in the heart!" King Cheng'en said confidently, "We are not ascetic monks. Do we have to endure cold and hunger to show our sincerity? That doesn't make sense!"
After King Cheng'en finished speaking, he looked at his only daughter and started to persuade her for the umpteenth time.
"If you want me to see you, just go home with me. If you want to chant sutras, I'll build you a Buddhist temple and we can chant at home. I'll chant with you then. That's not right! I'll ask everyone in the mansion to chant sutras when they have nothing to do, three times a day. Okay?"
Prince Cheng'en looked at Princess Linghua with anticipation.
Princess Linghua was about to refuse for the umpteenth time when Tang Bao spoke.
"I think it's okay!" Tang Bao said, "If you want to chant sutras, why can't you do it anywhere? Why do you have to occupy other people's meditation rooms? This is not your home!"
Princess Linghua: "...it's none of your business."
Tang Bao said sincerely, "My Lady, as a child, you must first be filial. As the saying goes, while your parents are still alive, you shouldn't travel far away. You left your father at home, making him worry about you all day long, yet you selfishly stayed in the temple and refused to go back just to find peace of mind. How can you be so unfilial? What kind of Buddhist practice are you doing? Do you think the Buddha will bless you?"
Princess Linghua: "..."
His face changed.
After Tang Bao finished speaking, she turned around and went back to her room.
As for the father and daughter lying on the wall, Tang Bao ignored them.
As long as they don't feel cold, they can lie there as long as they want.
Even though Master Zhiren wanted to lend Tangbao an iron shovel, Tangbao still didn't make a snowman.
After all, this is a royal temple with a majestic appearance.
Old Mrs. Su lives next door to Tang Bao.
Because I was tired from the journey, I went to bed early last night.
As for the commotion that happened in Tangbao's yard last night, Old Mrs. Su had no idea.
However, Old Lady Su did hear what had just happened.
After all, her yard and Tangbao's yard were only separated by a wall.
"Okay, if you want to build a snowman, go to your own princess's mansion in the capital and build a few more, right?" Old Mrs. Su walked into Tang Bao's room and saw her little girl sitting at the table with a thoughtful look on her face. She couldn't help but say.
Tang Bao stood up, helped Old Lady Su sit down, and said with a smile: "Mom is right, in the Princess's Mansion, you can pile up as much as you want."
By the way, she also owns a house and a car in Beijing!
I feel a little proud!
When Mrs. Su saw her little girl smile, she felt relieved.
"Have you drunk the cold-relieving soup?" asked Old Mrs. Su.
"Yeah, I drank it."
It’s so hard to drink!
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Because of a bowl of ginger soup, Tangbao missed Aunt Pang very much, and also missed her little brother.
So, after breakfast, I hurried to Beijing.
Who knows, the little brother will be waiting for me at the city gate.
Thinking of this, Tang Bao became more anxious.
result--
"My daughter, let Master Yu and others go to Beijing first, and our family will go to your grandparents' graves to pay their respects." Old Man Su said.
Tang Bao: “…Oh.”
Please wait a little longer, little brother.
After Old Man Su finished speaking, he looked at his well-behaved little daughter, an expression of emotion and excitement on his face.
He wanted to take his little girl to his parents' grave and tell them that their Su family had a daughter!
Old Man Su felt proud when he thought about this!
"Third brother, go get some incense and candles as offerings." Old Man Su ordered excitedly, "Get more. After all these years, it's time to burn some incense for your grandparents."
"I understand, Dad." Su Lao San agreed and hurried out.
Su Laowu looked at Old Man Su and asked, "Dad, our Su family is in the capital. Are there any other relatives? Is there anyone taking care of the ancestral tomb? If not, with such heavy snow, we might have to bring brooms, shovels, and other things..."
At least we have to sweep the snow first and clear the place for worship, right?
Old Man Su waved his hand and said, "No need! There has always been a gravekeeper at the ancestral tomb."
Su Laowu was slightly surprised for a moment.
He didn't expect that there was someone guarding the grave.
From this we can see that the Su family should not be a small family.
If that’s the case, why did Dad travel so far away and come to Daliushu Village?
Could it be that he was really forced by that century-old family in the capital?
A fierce look flashed in Su Laowu's eyes.
It seems that I will have to fight with that century-old family in the future to seek justice!
Old Mrs. Su looked at Old Man Su, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
"What's the matter?" Old Man Su looked at Old Lady Su and asked.
Old Madam Su shook her head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that the weather is cold and the road is hard to walk on, so I should go slower."
After saying that, he looked at Tang Bao again and continued, "Go and tell Yu Zhuangyuan to be careful on the road."
"I know, mother."
Tang Bao agreed, tied up her cloak and went to find Yu Zhilan with Shi Liu.
Yu Zhilan already knew that she would have to go her separate ways from the Su family.
However, the Su family members are not going, so he is taking these scholars directly to the Princess's Mansion. I wonder if they can get in through the main gate?
"You guys go and worship on your own. We'll stay in Tianlong Temple for a while longer. We'll go to Beijing before dark." Yu Zhilan said directly.
He can just play another game of chess with Master Zhishan.
Master Zhishan is a master of chess and a rare chess player.
After hearing this, Tang Bao said nothing more.
By the way, it is quite convenient to buy incense, candles, offerings and other items in Tianlong Temple.
So, everything was quickly purchased.
"Dad, everything is ready. We can set off." Su Lao San said as he stepped into the meditation room.
Old Man Su took a deep breath and stood up.
"Walk!"
Old Man Su shouted loudly, as if he was going to the battlefield.
Su Lao San and Su Lao Wu looked at each other, and both brothers felt that their Su family was probably not simple.
However, no matter how much they guessed it was complicated, they did not expect that they would see such a scene when they arrived.
"Dad, is this the ancestral tomb of our Su family?" Su Lao San asked in disbelief.
Even Su Laowu was stunned and almost couldn't close his mouth.
There was a huge white marble archway standing in front of me.
Inscribed on the archway are eight large characters written in a flamboyant style: "A century of inheritance, poetry and books are the family's roots."
There is a signature in the lower right corner, which turns out to be the signature of an emperor of a certain generation.
It turns out that this is an archway bestowed by the emperor!
After hearing what Su Lao San said, Old Man Su snorted.
"What else?"
Su Lao San: “…”
Still can't believe it.
Shi Liu looked up at the huge memorial archway in front of her, swallowed her saliva, and blurted out, "Miss, looking at the grand appearance of this memorial archway, someone who didn't know would think it was the ancestral tomb of the Su family, a century-old family..."
Tang Bao: “…”
I feel like Pomegranate is probably telling the truth.
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