"What's the story behind the corpses in the palace?"
"Old Bai is investigating this matter. But what he can confirm is that it has nothing to do with the Southern Barbarians."
"Yes, Zhong Jiu is also investigating."
"Zhong Jiu?"
“He’s back. He’s in charge of things in Changyi City. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to come back so quickly.”
“That’s great. It’s not good for him to always be wandering around alone.”
"You can slack off again."
Hehe~
...
Mu Run led Zhuang Zhuang up the mountain.
Zhuangzhuang found it all very novel. The farthest he had ever traveled since he could remember was the Chongyang Prince's Mansion; he had never even left the capital. This time, although he didn't know what had happened, it seemed he had simply taken a long nap and then left the palace, arriving at Bianyun Village.
It was also the first time he had ever seen a mountain. "Mother, are there mountain gods on the mountain?"
"The mountain god isn't here, but there's a mountain god temple." Right where she first met Cha Bao, the villagers built a mountain god temple. During festivals, they would go to the temple to offer incense. Even before harvesting tea leaves, they would first offer prayers.
In the past, when picking tea leaves, we had to worry about bad weather or accidental injuries, which was unavoidable.
But ever since the mountain god temple was built, the weather has always been good during tea picking, and there have been fewer accidents. Even when they do happen, they are all minor accidents.
As a result, the incense at the mountain god temple became even more popular.
The belief that the Chongyang Mountain God was divine gradually became common knowledge, leading to the establishment of the Mountain God Festival. Every year on the sixth day of the third lunar month, a grand and lively celebration of the Mountain God is held.
"How about Mom brings you and your older brother and sister here to participate in the Mountain God Festival on the sixth day of the third lunar month next year? It will be so lively then."
"Yes, yes." Zhuangzhuang nodded vigorously, her eyes full of expectation. "Then Mother must keep her word."
"Of course." Mu Run looked up at the mountain path ahead, which was getting steeper. "It's even higher here, so hold on tight to the railing."
"Yes, Mother."
Carrying a basket of tea leaves on her back and a sack in each hand, Madam Qiao nimbly made her way down the mountain. But every now and then, she would stop and look back at Yao Yao, who was following behind her and was a little plump.
Yao Yao was heavy and frail, so she only picked half a sack and most of the tea leaves in her basket, less than half of what Qiao Niangzi had picked.
Seeing that Qiao Niangzi had stopped to wait for her again, Yao Yao said, "Sister-in-law, you go first. I'll go down the mountain slowly."
"It's okay, let's go together."
After Yao Yao caught up with her, Qiao Niangzi slowed down and chatted with her about everyday matters.
Yao Yao suddenly stopped and looked at a mother and child coming up the mountain.
"Sister-in-law, do you know them?"
Qiao Niangzi was very familiar with the people in the mountain village, especially those who came up the mountain to pick tea leaves; she knew every single one of them.
He looked in the direction of the sound, then rubbed his eyes. "Who is this? I can't see his face because he's wearing a hat."
Yao Yao felt that he looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before.
Mu Run noticed the other person's gaze, looked up, and then smiled, "What a coincidence, I just ran into you guys as soon as I came up the mountain."
Lady Qiao saw clearly and quickly put down the large sack in her hand and the basket on her back. "Your Majesty, I pay my respects. Long live the Emperor! May Your Highness be well."
Yao Yao also followed suit and bowed, but because she was fat, her movements were a bit clumsy.
Mu Run led Zhuang Zhuang a few steps quickly and helped them up. "Don't be so polite. I'm not an empress here. It's the same as before."
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