Chapter two hundred and thirty eight: rain in the Qingming season
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying.
Xiaolan reminded Zhao Bai the day before Qingming Festival, saying that Qin Shaobai had already agreed with the government agents on the rest times in the year, and Qingming Festival was one of the times when they should rest.
Zhao Bai thought that on this day, everyone should go back to worship their ancestors and clean up. In addition, this was a rule that Qin Shaobai had arranged a long time ago. There was no need for him to change anything, so he also announced to everyone the night before.
Got the news about the Qingming Festival holiday.
There was some light rain outside, and the imperial street was no longer as busy as before. Even the Wangxiang Building opposite was deserted, as if it was expressing the desertedness and loneliness of this Qingming Festival.
While Xiaolan was arranging breakfast for Zhao Bai and Xiaowan, she mentioned inadvertently that she would take Qin Xiaowan to Lanruo Temple on Phoenix Mountain to offer incense and pray for the well-being of all families.
Zhao Bai knew in his heart that Xiaolan wanted to pray for Qin Shaobai who was sleeping in his body. He could even imagine what Xiaolan wanted to say to the Bodhisattva.
This made him feel a sense of jealousy involuntarily, which exposed the veins on his hands and made the porcelain cup in his hands creak when he squeezed it.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
Qin Xiaowan raised her innocent eyes and looked at Zhao Bai in confusion.
This gaze was like a clear spring in a mountain stream, which instantly extinguished the anger in Zhao Bai's heart.
Zhao Bai wanted to hit his head hard.
Zhao Bai, Zhao Bai, you have completely taken over this body, what else do you want to do?
Zhao Bai, Zhao Bai, you have already done one thing to regret Xiaolan, how many more things do you want to do to make her sad?
Zhao Bai always wanted to tell Xiaolan that, in fact, Qin Shaobai was not really asleep.
That day, he went to see Concubine Li and wanted Concubine Li to let Mei Wude go.
He talked about a lot of things, and even talked about the future of the Song Dynasty a few years later, which surprised himself.
Concubine Li was so shaken by his words that she had someone take the unconscious Mei Wude out.
As soon as Zhao Bai and Mei Wude walked out of the tunnel, they saw six people.
One of them, about forty years old, had a heroic face and a majesty in his eyes that no one dared to look at.
The other five people were dressed in black robes, with an eagle painted on each arm.
At first, Zhao Bai thought that it was the people from Baihua Cave who were wearing human skin masks, but then he thought, there was absolutely no such possibility. He had just rescued Mei Wude from the wood demon, one of the cave masters of Baihua Cave.
Sure enough, when the six people saw him and Mei Wude in his arms, their expressions changed slightly.
Then I heard the man in the middle shout in a low voice: "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for your generous rescue. Temujin will definitely repay the favor."
The sense of majesty in that voice made him believe that the person in front of him was the real Temujin.
Temujin's five tigers have already taken over Meiwu De.
Zhao Bai originally wanted to grab Temujin and tell Temujin not to step on the territory of the Song Dynasty.
There were countless people like him in the Song Dynasty who would rather break their bodies to pieces to protect their territory from any invasion.
The ancestral territory should be defended to the death and should not be measured by others.
This sentence is not only engraved in the heart of him, the King of Zhennan, but also in the hearts of all the people of the Song Dynasty.
However, Zhao Bai had no chance to say such words. Temujin had already mounted the horse beside him and galloped away.
When Zhao Bai saw the hundreds of horses behind Temujin, he really took a breath.
If he had come out just one minute later, Temujin might have broken into the tunnel and wiped out the Pulsatilla troops that Queen Mother Li had worked so hard to build.
After being shocked, Zhao Bai suddenly understood one thing. He could no longer hesitate. He had to make up his mind to step out and contribute to the precarious Song Dynasty.
Therefore, Zhao Bai returned to the tunnel and found Concubine Li.
He only made one request: Qin Shaobai's soul must not be allowed to disappear. If necessary, Qin Shaobai must be allowed to reappear.
After finishing the exercises, Mrs. Li looked at him, sighed deeply, handed him a medicine bottle, and said that the exercises she had just performed were just to make Qin Shaobai fall into a deep sleep, and would not wake up from the body due to the power of sunlight.
, However, this red pill can awaken the sleeping soul.
He laughed and asked Mrs. Li if this was the antidote to the poison that had been cast on him.
Mrs. Li nodded slightly, and then said, in fact, the power of this pill is the same for you.
"Dad." Xiaowan jumped up and took Zhao Bai's hand, "Dad, Sister Xiaolan said we should go to that temple to worship Buddha right now. Sister Xiaolan asked me to ask you if you want to go."
Zhao Bai's thoughts were suddenly pulled back. He looked at Xiaolan who was busy in the yard, and felt a little touched in his heart. Xiaolan should know that he is Zhao Bai now, and it is Zhao Bai who Xiaolan invited.
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"Xiaowan, what did sister Xiaolan say?" Zhao Bai squatted down, hugged Xiaowan affectionately, and asked her.
"Sister Xiaolan said, let me ask my father Qin if he wants to go with us to offer incense and pray to Buddha." Xiaowan opened her big and pure eyes, "Dad, it's so strange, dad is
Daddy, why do you call Qin Daddy?"
Zhao Bai's eyes that were originally full of light suddenly flashed with sadness. He felt his face twitching several times, and each time it hit his heart like a thorny cane.
He put Qin Xiaowan down and tried to force out a smile: "You told your sister Xiaolan that Daddy Qin is not free now and can't accompany you."
Zhao Bai saw Xiaowan running towards Xiaolan, put his arms around Xiaolan's neck and said a few words.
He saw Xiaolan glance this way, but he couldn't see the emotion in her eyes clearly, or in other words, he didn't want to see the emotion in her eyes clearly.
He was so afraid of Xiaolan's disappointment.
Xiaolan hugged Xiaowan, and Xiaowan waved to him with a beautiful little flower basket. There seemed to be a few golden flowers in Xiaowan's little flower basket. Xiaowan's smiling face towards him was more beautiful than the flowers.
Even more beautiful.
Zhao Bai had a slight impulse. He touched the medicine bottle in his arms and really wanted to take the medicine.