After leaving the palace, the air felt much fresher, without carriages or horses, Xuan Shijing walked on the bluestone street of Chang'an City.

The weather is a bit cold, and looking at the weather, it looks a bit gloomy. It seems that there will be heavy snow tonight. After the heavy snow, the climate in Chang'an City may not be as dry and cold as it is now.

Walking on the road, Xuan Shijing remembered that he would have to go to the Taishi Bureau to see Li Chunfeng's Taoist priest refining alchemy tomorrow. Now he is no longer in the Wude Hall. What excuse should he think of to enter the palace? At least he has contributed a lot of blood, although Li Chunfeng, the Taoist priest, planned to refine a pot of poison pill with his own blood...

I don’t know if the mansion has given New Year gifts to the palace. If not, I just took this reason to go into the palace and go to see Empress Changsun.

Although it is possible that His Majesty Li Er wanted to use her to refine her elixir, Xuan Shijing always thought that Empress Changsun was different. Empress Changsun has always opposed the statement of Changsheng. Not to mention Taoism, even when she was seriously ill, His Majesty Li Er wanted to build a pagoda for her to pray for blessings, she refuted her. It has to be said that Empress Changsun is much more pragmatic than His Majesty Li Er.

The journey from the palace to the Qin Palace is not long, and Xuan Shijing also felt that he had not walked such a long way for a while. In the past, he either rode a horse or Shi Hu was driving a carriage. Now he was walking alone in Chang'an City, which made him feel a different feeling.

The gate of the Hou Mansion was still closed, and the two cold stone lions in front of the door were emitting a breath of keeping people from thousands of miles away. This is true, whose door is always open when it is idle and has nothing to do?

There is a side door next to the gate. If the owner did not go out or had guests visit on weekdays, the gate would be closed. However, there were very few gate specifications in Chang'an City. Xuan Shijing's Dongshan Marquis Mansion was just a glory of the Former Qin Palace.

When I walked to the gate and knocked on the knocker gently, I heard an old voice coming from the doorman.

"Who"

"Liu Bo, Shijing is back." Xuan Shijing said while standing outside the gate.

"It's the little marquis." Uncle Liu opened the door. Although Uncle Liu is old now, he is still full of skills. Although he is hunched over, the two thick doors of the Marquis' Mansion can be opened effortlessly.

Xuan Shijing walked into the Hou Mansion and looked around, but found that the Hou Mansion seemed to be very quiet. At this time in previous years, shouldn’t the whole mansion be busy?

"Bo Liu, why is the Marquis' Mansion so quiet today?" Xuan Shijing turned around and asked.

"Mrs. I said that now it is the end of the year that the Marquis is being confined to the palace by His Majesty. At this moment of storm, it is not advisable that the mansion is too arrogant. Everything will be discussed when the Marquis comes back." Liu Bo said with a smile: "Now, the Marquis will be back today. The things in the mansion are all ready. Just wait for you to come back and start cleaning up."

"How did my mother know that I would be back today?" Xuan Shijing looked surprised.

"Madam, you are back today. The New Year's Day is still two days away. Even if Your Majesty is confined, there will be no New Year's Day. So everyone knows that you will definitely be able to return to the mansion before the New Year. Xiao Marquis, since you are back, you should go to the ancestral hall to meet your wife first. These days, the lady has been working on all the things in the ancestral hall."

Xuan Shijing nodded and responded, "Yeah, I understand." After that, he walked towards the ancestral hall in the backyard of the mansion.

When it comes to this ancestral hall, Xuan Shijing felt a little strange. If it weren't for Xuan Mingde's sake, his mother wouldn't have been so concerned about it. When this year's Laba worship of ancestors, Wang just took Xuan Shijing to watch. The main sacrifice to the ancestral sacrifice became the Xuan Lindao family, and Xuanqing also replaced what Xuan Shijing had to do in the past. From this, it can be seen that Wang was preparing to return the ancestral sacrifice to Xuan Lindao, the Xuan family, who was well-off.

In recent years, Xuanqing has been quite promising in the Imperial College. I heard that Xuanqing will take the big exam next spring. After the big exam, students from the Imperial College can be more or less an official, ranging from six ministries to officials and officials. It was because Wang saw that Xuanqing was as unpromising as his father Xuan Lindao, so he thought of letting Xuan Qing inherit the sect sacrifice. To put it bluntly, this sect sacrifice was not returned to Xuan Lindao, but went over Xuan Lindao and gave it to Xuan Qing directly. After all, Xuan Lindao married into the Li family back then.

Over the years, Xuan Mingde and Wang have done enough for the Xuan family. Perhaps after this year, they will be divided into Chang'an Xuan family and Hanzhong Xuan family.

Naturally, the head of the Xuan family of Chang'an is Xuan Shijing, but the head of the Xuan family of Hanzhong, Xuan Shijing dared not assert that the sect sacrifice was inherited by Xuan Qing, but the position of the head of the family was based on Xuan Qing's soft nature... Xuanzhi and Xuan.

When he walked into the ancestral hall, Xuan Shijing saw his mother wearing a cloth dress and wearing a thorn hairpin, and was carefully wiping the tablets worshipped in the ancestral hall with white cloth.

Xuan Shijing walked into the ancestral hall and called out in a low voice.

"mother."

Wang straightened up, turned around, and saw Xuan Shijing, and a smile appeared on his face: "Here I'm back."

"Yeah." Xuan Shijing nodded: "Mom, this ancestral hall has been cleaned once before the Laba solar term. Why are you wiping it again today?"

Wang smiled and continued to repeat the actions in his hand: "It's okay, this is also the last time our Marquis' Mansion has cleaned the storefronts for the ancestors of the Xuan family. Jing'er, mother has decided that after the Qing'er's grand exam next year, she will formally hand over the sect of the Xuan family to Qing'er."

As Xuan Shijing expected, Wang had already planned to hand over the sect sacrifice to Xuanqing, otherwise he would not have done this when worshiping ancestors during the Laba Festival.

"Originally, this sect sacrifice should not be worshipped by your father. Although the father-in-law is the legitimate son of the Xuan family and treats your father like a parent-child, your father is not in the blood of the Xuan family after all. We have absolutely no such thing as forcing the sect sacrifice. It was just that Xuan Lindao married into the Li family before, and the Xuan family had no successor. Now, Qing'er is considered a promising successor, so this sect sacrifice should also be inherited by Qing'er. The sect sacrifices in our mansion will be worshipped by your father and your grandparents." Wang said.

Wang knew more or less about the situation in Chang'an. Now that she wants to hand over the sect to Xuanqing, she wants to draw a clear line with Xuan Lindao's family. After so many years of talking in secret, Wang felt a little tired.

Since Xuan Shijing returned, the Marquis' Mansion has regained its vitality. Wang thought that his life is not bad now. He had nothing to do on weekdays to play mahjong with his wives, or sat in the Xuanwu Tower to look through the account books and handle miscellaneous matters. At least Wang felt that his days are not as boring as before, so he simply wanted to save the thought of dealing with Xuan Lindao and his wife.
Chapter completed!