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Chapter 177

Zhang Yanling said solemnly: "Okay, I, Zhang Yanling, swear to God that I will agree to Ru Qing's request. The battle will not only be the same as that of Princess Xu's, it will even be more grand."

Xu Wanyi smiled and said: "Why bother carrying a burden for yourself? I was just joking."

Zhang Yanling said anxiously: "Although you said it casually, I take it seriously. Just believe me."

Xu Wanyi smiled and said: "That's all, I believe you. There's no need to be so anxious."

Zhang Yanling said with a smile: "Of course I'm anxious, I can't let you be wronged anymore, and I can't let you leave me again."

Tan Ruqing smiled, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. Zhang Yanling looked at Tan Ruqing happily and found that there seemed to be a few pear petals falling on her temples, so she reached out and wanted to brush them away. But suddenly she saw them clearly.

It was not a petal, but a white silk flower, and I was suddenly stunned.

"Ruqing, has your grandmother... also returned to the capital together? I'm afraid she will object to our affairs. I want to pay a visit and ask for her consent. No matter what, I must ask for her consent." Zhang Yanling said solemnly.

.

Tan Ruqing was shaken, put down the tea cup, lowered her head, and sat there without saying a word.

Zhang Yanling said hurriedly: "Why don't you speak?"

Tan Ruqing shrugged her shoulders and let out a sob. Zhang Yanling hurriedly held up her face, and saw Tan Ruqing's face full of tears. Zhang Yanling hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Tan Ruqing threw herself into Zhang Yanling's arms and sobbed: "Grandma...is gone..."

Zhang Yanling stared in shock and asked hurriedly: "What's going on? You mean, the old lady... went to the Hexian?"

Tan Ruqing couldn't help crying and nodded heavily, unable to suppress her sadness. Zhang Yanling was shocked and didn't know what to say. She could only help Tan Ruqing wipe her tears while comforting her softly.

After a long time, Tan Ruqing slowly calmed down. He said slowly: "The winter in Beijing is very cold. Every winter I accompany my grandmother to her hometown in Nanjing to spend the winter. It was the same last year. The weather in Nanjing is warmer than that in Beijing. Grandma

She is older, which is good for her. However, who would have thought that the weather in Nanjing would also be very cold this year. Not long after we arrived in Nanjing, there was a heavy snowfall, and the weather became very cold..."

Zhang Yanling frowned and thought: The impact of the Little Ice Age in the Ming Dynasty was by no means limited to the north. The heavy snowfall in the capital this year was several times greater than in previous years. This shows that the cold current is strong, and the south is obviously also affected. It also snowed heavily in Nanjing.

Already.

"...When the weather in the south gets colder, it's even colder than in the capital. My grandmother caught wind-cold and fell ill soon after. I thought it was just wind-cold and could be cured with some medicine. Who would have expected that the disease would turn out to be extremely ferocious and medicine would not cure it.

Suppressed. She was old and did not dare to use harsh medicine. In addition, she was stubborn and refused to make us worry. She insisted that she was cured. She forced herself to get up while I was not paying attention. As a result, again

The wind and cold infected her lungs and caused lung disease. At her age, it was impossible to treat her. On the 13th day of the twelfth lunar month, she... passed away... wu wu wu."

When Tan Ruqing said this, he could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

Zhang Yanling felt compassion in her heart. She hugged Tan Ruqing and wiped her tears. She couldn't help but comfort her by patting her on the shoulder. Although Zhang Yanling had very complicated feelings towards Mrs. Tan. On the one hand, she had previously complained about her beating up the mandarin ducks, but she couldn't.

Let Tan Ruqing interact with him. But on the other hand, because she is Tan Ruqing's grandmother, Aiwujiwu naturally respects her.

Moreover, Zhang Yanling also thought that from Tan Yunxian's perspective and her previous reputation in the capital, it was reasonable for her to prevent Tan Ruqing from dating her. No one wanted their granddaughter to be with a notorious guy.

So Zhang Yanling actually just complained a little and had no hatred towards her.

Zhang Yanling still felt a little sad when she heard the news of Tan Yunxian's death. For Tan Ruqing, it was an extremely sad thing.

Tan Ruqing cried for a while and finally stopped. She sobbed and wiped her tears.

"If you mourn on the Qing Festival, the old lady will live a long life and ascend to heaven, and she is also a blessed person. The old lady's spirit in heaven definitely doesn't want you to be so sad." Zhang Yanling comforted her.

Tan Ruqing nodded slightly, sighed and said: "My family said the same thing. But I was raised by her family since I was a child. How can I not be sad when I lose her suddenly? My grandmother has been kind to me in raising me, and she has taught me so much."

Well, I will never be able to repay her in this life."

Zhang Yanling said softly: "As long as you live a healthy and happy life, that is the best reward. What the old lady is most gratified about is that you are happy and happy, rather than asking for any reward from you."

Tan Ruqing nodded gratefully and said softly: "Grandma said the same thing before she left. She said that as long as I am happy, she will be happy even under the Nine Springs."

Zhang Yanling remembered something and asked tentatively: "Did the old lady...did she mention...the matter between you and me before she died?"

Tan Ruqing glanced at Zhang Yanling and nodded slowly. Zhang Yanling asked nervously: "What did her old man say?"

There is a reason for Zhang Yanling's worry. Mrs. Tan does not agree with the matter between herself and Tan Ruqing. If before her death, Mrs. Tan still does not allow Tan Ruqing to marry her, then based on the relationship between Tan Ruqing and Lao Madam

Considering Tan Ruqing's character, I'm afraid this matter is really difficult to solve. Even if Tan Ruqing is determined to marry herself, her dying instructions will weigh on her heart like a mountain and have a great impact on her.

The psychological pressure and guilt torture. This is what Zhang Yanling never wants to see.

Tan Ruqing sighed softly, Zhang Yanling tensed up and said: "Is it that the old lady... still hasn't let go?"

Tan Ruqing slowly shook his head and said: "Not really. My grandmother did say this before she died. Previously, there were rumors of snow disasters in Nanjing, and tens of thousands of people suffered from snow disasters and famine. There was also a rumor that you, the Marquis of Jianchang

I took the lead in spending all my family wealth to help the people. My grandmother was already very ill at that time, but after hearing the news, she specifically told me that she seemed to have misjudged you. If you said that you can help the people, you have accumulated great virtue.

"

Zhang Yanling smiled and said: "It turns out that this matter has spread to Nanjing. I really didn't expect it."

Tan Ruqing smiled slightly and said: "Of course, if you do such a good deed, the people will naturally appreciate your kindness. But my grandmother said that a temporary act of kindness is not enough to prove that you are a prodigal son. Before she died, she told me that she

Knowing that I have you in my heart, she no longer objects to this matter, because then I will be unhappy."

Zhang Yanling said happily: "That's great, the old lady finally figured it out."

Tan Ruqing gave Zhang Yanling a white look and said, "But she has a condition that I must abide by."

Zhang Yanling said in astonishment: "Conditions? What conditions?"

Tan Ruqing said: "She wants me to observe filial piety for her for three years, and then I can marry you after three years."

"What?" Zhang Yanling was dumbfounded. Three years of mourning? Those are three long years, and they are three beautiful years of Tan Ruqing's youth. This is too much to ask for.

"Well. Three years. After three years, I can only marry you if I feel that you are no longer the prodigal son you were before." Tan Ruqing said softly.


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