MTL - Take a Husband for Farming-Chapter 483

"Okay, of course, it is the death that the husband earns, because that is what the husband made for me."

She stretched her eyebrows, with endless attachment and happiness between her eyebrows.

"Open-shrine-hall!"

The prince Zhonghu shook his body, and his pleasing rhyme was very special.

"Open-shrine-hall!"

The clan followers shouted solemnly and respectfully.

Mu Rouzang grew so big, this is the first time I saw this situation, and looked at everyone curiously.

When I saw this shouting, there was Xiao Yan hitting the drums! Another small uncle pushed open the thick, old but glorious door of the inner hall.

"Slightly--squeak!"

The Atsugi door slowly opened, and it came into the sight of Mu Rou Sang. First, the tall green pines on the left and right sides passed through the blue stone board road. There was a row of blue stone tile houses directly opposite. The main hall door was open. There are a row of chairs on the left and right sides, and two large chairs on the opposite side of the door. On the north wall is a portrait of the first generation of ancestors.

"Sacrifice!"

A clan elder shouted loudly at the door of the inner hall.

"Three grandsons, come to the grandmother's side!" Mrs. Yang and his grandmother beckoned to her.

Mu Rouzang looked at her with a smile, and although she was envious, jealous, and hated, she came forward happily.

At this time, the people with the incense had taken the Jin Tuan over, and another small sister carried the incense case and placed it outside the inner hall. The Jin Tuan was placed in order.

"Come, worship the ancestors with your grandmother, wait for your mother-in-law to write down the genealogy, and you will be your grandson."

Mu Rouzang was obedient and followed her and all the relatives and women kneeling before the incense case. The woman did not enter the shrine. Therefore, Mu Rouzang could only worship at the outer hall.

Prince Loyalty and others, including Mrs. Yang, led the worship service before they said, "Enter the shrine!"

Later, another small uncle carried another incense case into the inner court, and placed the incense case in the courtyard.

Lao Taijun and others did not get up. After Prince Loyal led someone into the inner hall from the side entrance, and after the same incense worship, he only heard him shout far away: "Please genealogy!"

Mu Rouzang knelt in the outer hall, and looked inward quietly. Old Lady Yang saw her curious, only to remember that the three grandsons had grown up in the countryside since they were little, and things in these ancestral halls were not well understood.

"The prince asked people to ask for genealogies, that is, to change your name to 嫡出, only 嫡出 is an orthodox origin, Zi Xuan was originally a probe flower origin, he mentioned to him when he was just in high school, but he did not want to remember In the name of the princess, now I want to come, I'm afraid he has already planned. "

Mu Rouzang secretly pinched her mouth, and her family Zixuan disdained the broken throne, and Yang Zizhi's lawsuit was all right. She didn't know the things she didn't see, and how many there were.

"The grandmother loves her husband, and she is grateful. She said that although her grandmother is no longer in charge, if her grandmother's family has a chance, she still needs to take care of her."

Mrs. Yang's old eyes opened slightly, a happy smile in her eyes, and said, "Xuan'er has a bright future, and she will be able to walk smoothly. I can rest assured that I have you today!"

Mu Rou Sang knows that Mrs. Yang has taken care of her mother's family in recent years, but she is too old to be happy for a few years. In this heart, she can't rest assured that she will go to tea and cool.

"My grandmother was more worried, so I didn't say that my cousins ​​were family members, and I heard from my husband that there were a few of them who had suffered a lot. I'm afraid they will do something in the future."

However, it was a time-to-talk effort. Yang Zixuan personally added a pen to it, and Mu Rouzang was no longer a widow, but a wife of three young masters.

Mu Rouzang crooked his head and pondered for a long time, and found that his day has not changed. He should eat when he should, and drink when he should ...

Alas, if the old Mrs. Yang aside knew that she was thinking about these in her head, she would only be furious to slap her.

After the relatives witnessed the genealogy, the Prince Prince took the lead to stand up, and everyone stood up, but when he saw that he had stepped forward to the incense case, he knew that he had something to say, and everyone also Nothing is over.

"Today is Xuan'er's happy event, but it's a bit late, and the labor relatives take time to spare. Tomorrow, the children will prepare thin vegetarian dishes and send them to all the relatives."

Not long after the emperor died, the whole country has not yet taken off the prime minister. It is impossible to celebrate it, but to deliver some vegetarian food from house to house.

Mu Rouzang heard it from a long distance, and knew that his family was going to spend a lot of money on a cup of water and wine. The secret of the Korean language winked, and signaled that she was going to do the work first, and wanted to get the rice noodles from Zhuangzi. 3. Shucai will be transported back to the middle of the night. I'm afraid I have to do another round.

Xia Yu got a signal to be busy with this errand, and Mu Rouzang heard Prince Zhong shouting in it: "Everyone's ability is obvious to everyone, and the king intends to wait for his sister-in-law to become the son of the world. Can everyone disagree?"

This was undoubtedly the clear water fell into the hot oil pan, and the underground crowd exploded into a piece of noise.

"Father, son is not willing!"

It is Yang Zixuan who speaks, but he is even more so handsome and has an elegant elegance.

"Oh? Why aren't you willing? This is a good thing?"

Prince Zhong asked suspiciously in the hearts of others.

Yang Zixuan saw some of his kinsfolk blinking and sneered: "Father Wang, the son is from the text and also from the flower exploration, has his own future, if he took the position of this son, I am afraid it will hinder the future.

"Dad, you see, he didn't want to!"

Yang Zizhi, who had been resentful for a long time, suddenly fell from the sky, and could no longer restrain his inner excitement and suddenly yelled.

"To shut up!"

With Zhuyu in front, Prince Zhong loyal to his elder eldest son became even more eager.

"Xuan Er, you have to think clearly!" He still hoped that Yang Zixuan would inherit Prince Loyalty.

Yang Zixuan was very disdainful, but his face was inconspicuous, but he replied earnestly: "Father Wang, the son thinks clearly, the son has his own future to run, and the elder brother ... It is no better than him to inherit this palace . "

As far as Yang Zizhi was concerned, he could only keep a Wangfu brand.

Prince Zhong glanced at Yang Zizhi and bowed his head for contemplation. On the day of his old age, he wanted Yang Zixuan to assume the responsibilities of the royal palace, and didn't want to be a martial artist. Yang Zixuan inherited this position in the future, which really cut off his future. Although Yang Zizhi couldn't help the wall, he wasn't a stupid person, but he didn't learn anything.

"But you made up your mind?"

Yang Zixuan looked up at Yang Zizhi, and when he saw the eagerness of his face, he suddenly felt very ridiculous, and replied: "The son has decided, and besides, the son's origin is Hanlin, and the future is no worse."

Everyone knows that Hanlin was born in Fengge, and all the third grades and above are from Hanlin.

Seeing that his mind had been decided, Prince Prince was very difficult to persuade him to change his mind, and said, "That's it, do it! Zizhi, you have to work harder ... Father can hug the golden grandson at an early date. "

One day Yang Zizhi had no sister-in-law, he could not succeed as the son of a child.

Yang Zixuan replied firmly again: "My son has no intention of doing this."

When the ancestors and Yang Junhui saw that Yang Zixuan had no intention of succeeding to his son, he didn't say much, but he encircled the Tao and expressed joy again.

Mu Rouzang was also surrounded by a dry lady. He said that his mouth had peeled off before sending these people away.

"Well? What about grandma?"

Xia Yu laughed aside: "The old lady sees that Grandma is very busy and doesn't want to bother, so she took a few sisters, Han Xiang, to go home first, and also explained that the young grandma was busy, so I will not ask you to continue to fight today. The horse is hanging. "

"I see!"

Mu Rouzang saw that Yang Zixuan was also here, and hurriedly greeted him with a smile: "Fu Jun!"

"Tomorrow is going to bother the lady. I have sent someone to Ming Xiang Lou. Tomorrow, I will draw a chef from each of the two restaurants to make vegetarian dishes in Fuzhong. You can arrange it."

Yang Zixuan was so energetic, and much easier than before.

She laughed: "Congratulations to your husband, yes, I heard that my father Wang tomorrow would like to ask for an official seal?"

"Well, my mother-in-law has been written as a flat wife, only after the father and the king ask for it, and then add the title." What Yang Zixuan cares most is that he can move his own mother-in-law to the ancestral tomb and enjoy Yang's fireworks.

Mu Rouzang said: "Let's go back. Mother-in-law knows that Jiuquan will smile. Seeing that it will be more than a month to sacrifice the ancestors in March and March. I am afraid that it will be too late to move the grave."

Yang Zixuan smiled and answered, "You don't have to rush, you need to get a charter to move the grave for repairs. Right, if there is leisure in Qingming next year, I see if I can sue, can I accompany the lady to return to my hometown to worship the ancestors?

She looked back with a sweet smile. Although she had never met the parents, she did not prevent Yang Zixuan from giving her a face. She smiled, "Okay, I will be back in the spring next year, when the peach blossoms are full. I ’ve got some peach blossoms. ”

Yang Zixuan said proudly: "According to the lady, we will bury the peach blossom next year under the peach tree, and then take it out when our little girl marries."

Oops! It's still a doll thing! Mu Rouzang closed his mouth with interest!

"Master Three, Grandma Three, Wang invited you both to the South Study Room in the front yard!" A little girl came over to invite the two of them.

"Father Wang? Know what is it?" Yang Zixuan frowned slightly.

"Going back to Master Three, Lord Wang didn't explain what was going on, but the slave looked at Lord Wang's look and looked angry." The little girl responded well.

Mu Rouzang found a small purse in her arms and gave her a reward. She smiled: "It's smart."

"Lead the way in front of you, lady, let's hurry up, maybe there will be good things." Yang Zixuan blinked at her and motioned for the girl to lead the way.

Mu Rou Sang wanted to ask him what was good, and he thought about waiting for a while. He simply didn't ask him, so that Yang Zixuan frequently looked at her.

"I don't ask you if you can't bear it, let me tell you first!"

Yang Zixuan shook his head and replied, "It won't work if you say it, but you should go to your father first."