bestfiction Chapter 152 Very Bad
Chapter 152 Very Bad
The ancestral hall is much more desolate and dilapidated than it was back then, and even the smell of incense has faded a lot.
I guess Zhao Feiyang is too busy to take care of it.
Bei Jinruo walked up to the stage and saw the tablet of Old Madam Zhao on the bottom level.
She picked up the tablet that was revered and worshipped by future generations.
Bit by bit, he used a handkerchief to brush away the fine dust on it.
As the dust was wiped away bit by bit, the sealed memories gradually surfaced.
Those days when I was willing to be inferior to others because of my feelings for Zhao Feiyang.
Those days of separation from my eldest son.
She threw the tablet to the ground with force. There was a loud bang, but the wooden tablet did not break into pieces, but only had a huge crack.
She squatted down, picked it up, and hit it again and again like a hammer.
It was like hitting the enemy in her heart.
Zhao Feiyang was stopped outside, but when he saw the situation inside, his eyes were bloodshot.
"Bei Jinruo, what are you doing!"
"You stop!"
"Bitch!"
Sawdust flew around Bei Jinruo, but she turned a deaf ear to it until the tablet really broke into pieces, and then she put it down.
"Bring the brazier."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone else could guess what Princess Guangde was going to do.
Although Zhao Feiyang is a "filial son" who is filial to his mother but also relies on his wife to fulfill his filial piety, he also has feelings for Old Madam Zhao.
How could he accept that his mother's tablet was smashed and then burned?
The dead souls cannot rest in peace.
"Bei Jinruo! How dare you!"
“That’s the ancestor!”
"Stop it, you bastard! Stop it right now!"
The broken wooden sign made the temperature in the brazier even hotter. The scorching heat roasted her face, and Bei Jinruo smiled foolishly.
It’s good to burn it, it’s good to burn it, it’s good to burn it...so what?
So what if the old witch's soul was burned?
Her child still can't come back.
Bei Jinruo stood up suddenly and said, "Let's go to the Zhao family's ancestral tomb."
As Zhao Feiyang looked at the monster, she slowly said, "Whip the corpse."
He couldn’t stop it. Zhao Feiyang couldn’t stop it at all.
"It's crazy, absolutely crazy!"
"Bei Jinruo is crazy!"
But he still didn't think about who drove her crazy.
"Go find Zhao Yu and ask him to come..."
He was stuck. He watched Princess Guangde's attitude towards Zhao Yu change.
I will take care of it if something really happens, but I will never listen to him.
Otherwise, the two of them would not have been able to divorce so thoroughly.
He suddenly thought of another person.
"Go find Bei Qin! Go to Princess Xianning's residence."
Bei Jinruo led people to dig the soil in front of Old Madam Zhao's tomb.
She was buried with great ceremony and very deep, and her coffin was not dug up for a long time.
When a corner of the pitch-black coffin was revealed, Bei Qin hurried over with his troops from Princess Xianning's mansion.
"Auntie, stop it!"
"What did my mother do wrong to deserve your exhumation?"
Bei Jinruo turned around when she heard the voice and noticed his address.
"You don't acknowledge your father or mother, but you acknowledge her as your grandmother."
"Hahahahahaha." Her laughter was very light, and one could tell from listening to it that she was on the verge of collapse.
"It was because of her that she took you away from me, caused me to become estranged from you, and made me treat you badly, which is why we, mother and son, have come to this point."
"Why did you stop me? I'm also avenging you!"
"aunt......"
"I don't want to hear you call me aunt anymore!"
"If you keep using that name, isn't it just reminding me that there is no reason to let this old witch go?"
"Princess Guangde."
Bei Qin still didn't use the name she wanted to hear. One cannot recognize a mother casually.
"Actually, I understand why you were partial to Zhao Yu in the past. You're right. The relationship is deeper when you raise a child yourself."
"By the same token, I also have feelings for the Great Mother, and they are very deep."
Bei Qin had no idea what kind of grudges or hatred there were between the old man and her.
But to him, Old Madam Zhao was a kind elder who loved him very much.
All the good things will be left for him.
She would always hold him in her arms and say, "Grandmother's good grandson."
The childhood is also warm.
Therefore, he was unwilling to let his mother's body be left to lie exposed in the wilderness.
He brought his men and resolutely blocked the tomb of Old Madam Zhao: "Princess Guangde, I will never let you offend her corpse."
......
Bei Jingchu discovered that Bei Qin did not come to Hongwenguan today.
Maybe he was sick. Children have all taken sick leave to some extent.
Bei Jingchu thought about it.
[I haven’t been sick yet~]
[I am such a strong and worry-free child! ]
The emperor who was picking up the food paused for a moment, thinking of her glorious record of being poisoned twice just one month after she was born, and remained silent.
Bei Jingchu's pride faded, and when it was time to sober up from gossip, she heard Haoyue say that Princess Guangde broke into the Zhao family's ancestral hall and burned the tablet of Old Madam Zhao.
If they hadn’t been stopped quickly, they would have almost dug up Old Madam Zhao’s grave.
"Who stopped you?"
Bei Jingchu really wants to know.
[Since she has gone crazy, can Zhao Feiyang and Zhao Yu still stop the princess from going berserk? ]
"It was Young Marquis Qian who stopped us."
[No wonder you didn’t come to school this morning.]
"Is he still involved in the Zhao family's affairs?"
This melon is so exciting.
She has to go to the scene to eat melons.
After school, Bei Jingchu asked the emperor for permission and left the palace to go to Princess Xianning's residence.
There were knocks and the door opened.
[As expected of Aunt Xianning, even the concierge is a handsome young man with delicate features. ]
Haoyue: ...Your Highness, your focus is really strange.
The doorman came in to announce everything, invited Bei Jingchu in to sit down, and served her tea.
After a while, Bei Qin let his hair down without combing it.
He came here dragging a pair of wooden clogs.
Bei Jingchu handed him a box, and Bei Qin smiled happily.
"Look at you, why are you being so polite? My cousin is already very happy when you come to visit, why do you need to bring a gift..."
When I opened it, I found a familiar book.
Bei Jingchu pursed her lips and said, "This is the policy paper that the teacher assigned me to bring to you."
"You said you haven't left yet, so you still have to do today's homework."
"What do you mean you didn't leave? Are you leaving? Where are you going?"
Bei Qin put the box away with a sullen look on his face. He only had one thing in mind: "No, no one comes here empty-handed!"
Bei Jingchu looked away guiltily.
"So, what is our relationship?"
"I am your dearest cousin!"
"I'm bringing things to your house. How strange!"
"It doesn't show our brother-sister love at all!"
"Look at you. You didn't even comb your hair when you came out. You just came here with your feet drooping. I didn't say anything, right?"
However, I was thinking: [I definitely can’t give him something cheap. I would feel bad if I gave him something expensive.]
[Even if you sell it, you won't get that much money! ]
[If I tell him it's because of our good relationship, he will believe it...right?]
Bei Qin: I don't believe you at all, you little bad girl!
He took a deep breath and tried to regain his gentlemanly demeanor so that he could answer his bad cousin's questions rationally.