Qiao Lan wanted to ask if he could not take her with him?
But the father-in-law who sent the message in the palace said that only officials of the third rank and above and relatives of the emperor would go there to pray for the blessings of the late emperors, and to pray for peace and tranquility in Beijing, and also for good weather in the coming year.
The emperor went to Mingyue Tower to pray to God last year, but he changed his goal this year?
But don't.
Although Qiao Lan didn't know what happened to the dozen or so late emperors in Beijing, if those emperors knew that their princes and grandsons had ruined their family business and forced the people into slavery, they would probably be so angry that the coffin boards could not hold them down.
This is not to pray for blessings, but to relieve the anger of the ancestors.
The eunuch who carried the message came and left just as quickly, leaving the Duan family staring at each other in the room.
Wang thought for a moment and said, "Mother, it's cold in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. My daughter-in-law is going to prepare something for you."
Qiao Lan nodded, "Go ahead."
Duan Mingjing was thinking more, "Mom, can you take your son with you to the Ancestral Temple?"
Hearing this, all the Duan family members turned to look at Duan Mingjing.
Duan Mingjing didn't seem to notice the gazes of his family, and continued to talk to himself, "I'll let you go alone, my son won't worry."
Officials of this dynasty are allowed to bring their family members with them when traveling.
Duan Yuexiu is not here, and Qiao Lan is old, so it would be appropriate to bring his children and grandchildren there.
Qiao Lan glanced at Duan Mingjing. To be honest, she was really worried about bringing Duan Mingjing there, but she couldn't say that.
Qiao Lan: "You stay at home! It's the new year, and there are many things to worry about at home. I don't feel at ease if there is no one at home to watch over me. If you take good care of your home, I can go to the Ancestral Temple with peace of mind."
When Duan Mingjing heard this, he couldn't help but straighten his back a little. "Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of the house."
His mother trusted him so much, so he would definitely not let her down!
Qiao Lan nodded and looked at Duan Mingqing: "Qing'er, pack up and come with me."
Duan Mingqing: "Yes, mother."
Duan Mingjing:???
Something seems not quite right?
The Imperial Ancestral Temple is quite far away from the capital, and it takes more than half a day's drive to get there. I heard from the palace that this time of praying for blessings will take at least three days, and it will take at least five days to go back and forth.
The Imperial Ancestral Temple was an important place, and it was not suitable to bring too many people there, so Qiao Lan only brought Duan Mingqing and Grandma Xiang.
The family's carriage could only take them to the gate of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, where there were servants to serve them and take care of the food.
It seems like you just need to bring some warm clothes with you.
Mrs. Wang was not at ease, so she prepared a lot more, including common medicines, some candied snacks and the like.
After packing two full boxes of items, Wang sent the list to Qiao Lan's house for Qiao Lan to review, but she was still a little unfinished.
Mrs. Wang: "Mom, do you think these are enough? If not enough, add more?"
Qiao Lan looked at the list and laughed and said, "It's too much, just take less, it's just a light car. Besides, the Ministry of Internal Affairs will prepare it if the Holy One is traveling with you this time."
What Qiao Lan was thinking was that since all those who went there were those of third rank or above, the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs would not treat them badly.
After hearing this, Mrs. Wang was still a little worried, "Mom, you'd better bring these with you, if there is an emergency, you can still deal with it."
Qiao Lan: "Don't worry, it'll be fine. If something happens, these meals won't be enough for emergencies."
There is also an emergency system, and it is such a big mall.
After everything was ready, Qiao Lan looked at the danger value on the system page and saw that it had jumped to 20.
Since the snowstorm started, the number has increased by one every once in a while.
The world is still not good!
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If the ministers wanted to go to the Ancestral Temple with the emperor to pray for blessings, they had to set off with the emperor's carriage.
It was the first time Qiao Lan got up so early in Beijing, and she was pulled up to wash and dress herself when she was ugly.
As the saying goes, you wake up earlier than a chicken and go to bed later than a pig. If this is a pig that can stay up late, it may not be asleep at this point.
Wang and several other daughters-in-law also came to Qiao Lan's courtyard. Although there was nothing they needed to do, they still sent Qiao Lan to the carriage.
It was cloudless tonight, and there were three or two dim stars hanging on the dark night. Several lanterns were crowded one behind the other in the dark night, illuminating the road in the cold wind.
Wang was wearing a cloak, with the cold wind blowing into her neck. Seeing Qiao Lan getting on the carriage, she said to Duan Mingqing next to her: "Third brother, you have worked hard these days!"
Duan Mingqing's expression was calm, and his eyebrows seemed a little sleepy, "It is my duty to take care of my mother, sister-in-law, don't worry."
Duan Mingjing yawned and shouted into the carriage: "Mom, don't worry, I'm at home!"
After watching the carriage slowly drive away, everyone returned to the house one after another.
Qiao Lan looked at the time on the system dial. She got up and worked hard for a while. It was not even three in the morning, so it was too early.
Apart from the sound of horse hooves and ruts, only the everlasting cold wind remains.
Last night, thinking about going out today, Qiao Lan went to bed early and was not too sleepy at the moment.
Qiao Lan glanced inside the car. Aunt Xiang was fiddling with the small stove in the car under the candlelight. Duan Mingqing was sitting directly to the right of Qiao Lan, looking a little tired.
Qiao Lan: "Qing'er, it's still early, you should take a rest first!"
Duan Mingqing didn't refuse, nodded, leaned against the car wall and closed his eyes to rest.
Aunt Xiang, Ma Liu, took out a soft cushion and a small blanket from the box next to her, one for Duan Mingqing's back and one for Duan Mingqing's cover.
Not sure whether it was because of the drowsy warmth inside the car, or because of the violent jolts of the carriage, Qiao Lan fell asleep without realizing it.
When I woke up again, there was a loud sound of horns.
Qiao Lan opened her eyes suddenly and found that the light coming through the car curtains was slightly bright, and the blanket she had covered her with at some point slipped gently.
The sound of the horn meant that the emperor was coming, and Qiao Lan quickly got out of the car.
The carriages were parked on the roads on both sides of the palace entrance. There were many carriages parked next to them, and the owners of those carriages were getting out of the carriages one after another.
A group of soldiers wearing armor and holding long blades ran out from the entrance of the palace and ran to both sides of the road. A long line had run five to six hundred meters. The sound of horns continued, and there were also more hammer and drum music.
voice.
"Your Majesty has arrived!" Accompanied by the eunuch's loud singing voice, the people surrounding both sides of the road instantly fell to their knees.
Qiao Lan also knelt down and bowed her head to salute the emperor.
Just kneeling like this, Qiao Lan opened the system map out of boredom and watched the signs on it move little by little. It wasn't until half an hour passed that they moved a mile outside the palace gate. Then the eunuch's singing came from
: "His Majesty has spoken, and all the ministers can set off without courtesy!"
This prickly voice carried far away in the cold wind!
Although the snow on the ground has been cleared long ago, it is not very pleasant to kneel in the cold wind for half an hour in the winter. Qiao Lan's legs have long been numb and numb from kneeling. Coupled with the hunger in her belly, she feels inexplicable.
Reminds Qiao Lan of crispy twists.
"Mom, are you okay?" Duan Mingqing asked with concern.
Qiao Lan: "It's okay. I'm getting older. I can just stand and take it slow."
Aunt Xiang stepped forward and squatted at Qiao Lan's feet, rubbing Qiao Lan's legs.
Qiao Lan stood there for a while and then got up and climbed onto the carriage with Duan Mingqing's help!
This feudal society has no respect for the elderly at all!