The sixth wife wanted to speak but stopped.

Dou Zhao said: "Are you afraid of Dong Dou gossiping?"

The sixth wife is virtuous all her life. When she gets old, she is regarded as a greedy and ruthless person because her son is passed away. She may feel like a knife stabbing her heart.

Who knew that the Sixth Mrs. Six shook her head and whispered: "Even if your twelfth brother was adopted by Xi Dou, wouldn't he be the descendant of the Dou family? The elders saw further and deeper, and may not be unwilling to do so. But I always feel that your father is still young and may not have his own descendants. The best way is to let your father take a concubine or take a family room." When she said this, she said in a while.

Dou Zhao understood the meaning of the Sixth Mrs.

Since Dou Ming and his father got up, his father was disappointed and almost cut off contact with Dou Ming. Now the only one who can speak in front of his father is himself.

Dou Dechang was adopted. If his father did not leave his last words, if he followed the rules, he could inherit half of Xi Dou's property, and the remaining half would be divided equally by Dou Zhao and Dou Ming. Dong Dou naturally enjoyed it.

But Aunt Six and Uncle Six still hope that their father can have their own heirs.

But her biological mother hanged herself because her father took a concubine. The sixth aunt wanted to persuade her, but she couldn't speak.

Dou Zhao felt the kindness of Aunt Six. She thought that her mother had been away for so many years and her father was alone. If she could forget about the past and start over, it would not be a good thing in the future.

She smiled and said, "I'll go and ask my father what he meant."

Mrs. Six breathed a sigh of relief, patted her hand gently, and said, "I can rest assured that you can let go of your past events."

Even though he knew that things should be like this, Dou Zhao was still a little disappointed. When he saw Miao Ansu, he was a little absent-minded in his speech.

Miao Ansu secretly said that she didn't know what happened. She tried Dou Zhao several times but failed. She wanted to indirectly attack Dou Zhao's sister-in-law, Guo, and Cai, the sixth sister-in-law, came to congratulate him.

When the three of them saw that the sixth wife Ji was here, they all went forward to salute and started to urge Dou Zhao to invite them to eat the swallow wings banquet.

Dou Zhao smiled and said "good", and the wife of the Marquis of the Marquis of Yan'an, An, and the third wife of the Duke of Jingguo's Mansion, Feng.

Cai was familiar with each other, not to mention that An and Feng had met. When she was at the meeting, she joked with them: "I didn't expect you to make an appointment."

An smiled and said nothing.

But Feng said, "We met on the road."

Before he finished speaking, the little maid came in and reported that the three grandmothers of the Lu family had come together.

Everyone stepped forward and had a good relationship with them again.

For a moment, the room was lively and laughter continued.

Miao Ansu had no choice but to keep his curiosity in his heart.

At night, Dou Zhao tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Song Mo hugged her in his arms, kissed her forehead, and said, "Tomorrow I will accompany me to the temple to burn incense for my mother-in-law! Let her leave with peace of mind. Don't worry about the human affairs of this life anymore. Be reincarnated and reincarnated. Be glorious and prosperous, and live happily for the rest of your life."

The warm embrace diluted the inexplicable sadness in Dou Zhao's heart.

She laughed and said, "Maybe my mother will be reincarnated long ago!"

"Yes!" Song Mo took the opportunity to persuade her. "So we are still struggling in the world, so don't make things difficult for ourselves anymore."

Dou Zhao did not make any sound.

Song Mo suddenly bit her chest.

Dou Zhao was shocked.

Because she was only separated by a thin layer of single clothes, her chest felt a tingling pain.

"You're crazy!" She pushed him angrily.

"If we do something, you will be in a better mood." Song Mo disagreed and raised his eyebrows and smiled sly at her, and his hand suddenly reached into her clothes.

Dou Zhao couldn't help laughing and said, "Your hands are so cold, take them out quickly."

"Really!" Song Mo bit her ear, "It's great, you helped me heat him up..."

A moaning sound that made people blushed and red-eared.

The next day, Dou Zhao got up, and Song Mo had already gone to the yamen. She stretched out her a little sad body and felt very happy.

She instructed Duan Gongyi to go to Daxiangguo Temple to burn incense tomorrow.

After Dou Zhao married into the Duke of England's mansion, he lit an eternal lantern for his mother at Daxiangguo Temple.

Duan Gongyi quickly arranged the relevant matters.

Song Mo asked her to go two days later: "I will be free after these two days."

Shao Wenji was suddenly thrown into the imperial prison, and there was no transfer on official matters. Song Mo had to ask the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Personnel to testify, count the things of the Jinwu Guard, and also prevent the small treasury of the Jinwu Guard from being exposed, so he was busy.

"I'm just going to burn incense, not to go out for a trip," Dou Zhao smiled, "Are you resting? I'm going to leave your rest for a walk with you?"

Song Mo listened and felt sweet to his heart.

He repeatedly instructed Jiang Yan to take good care of Dou Zhao, and asked Xia Lian to follow Dou Zhao to go to Daxiangguo Temple.

Jiang Yan was timid and extremely nervous. He asked, "Sister-in-law, have you brought the cloak?", sometimes, he asked, "Sister-in-law, have you brought the salt and green plums you ate on the way?", and sometimes, he asked, "Sister-in-law, are you going by car or by sedan chair?", he looked like a person in charge.

Dou Zhao laughed so hard that he pulled her to sit next to her and said, "These things are arranged by the nanny. You just need to go with me to relax. That's the same thing for your brother."

Jiang Yan smiled embarrassedly.

The two went to Daxiangguo Temple to burn incense.

The host of Daxiangguo Temple came out to greet him in person.

Dou Zhao squatted in front of the compassionate Guanyin, and inexplicably, tears rolled down.

The host of Daxiangguo Temple met many resentful women in the deep boudoir and pretended that they didn't see them.

Dou Zhao wiped away his tears, stood in the hall for a while, and waited until his emotions calmed down before leaving the Great Hall.

The presiding officer left Dou Zhao to eat vegetarian food in the temple.

Dou Zhao declined politely.

She decided to go to Jing'an Temple Hutong in the afternoon.

When she walked down Danxiang, she met Ji Yong.

Ji Yong wore a gray Taoist robe and a bamboo hairpin on his head. He spoke in a fairy manner with a handsome monk in a low voice.

Dou Zhao was surprised.

What walks beside Ji Yong is actually Defu.

How did the two of them get together?

Dou Zhao muttered in his heart.

Ji Yong suddenly looked up at her as if he had some sense.

Seeing that it was Dou Zhao, a gentle smile immediately appeared in his eyes.

He whispered a few words to Defu. Defu raised his head, looked at Dou Zhao with some inquiry in his eyes, and walked over with Ji Yong.

Dou Zhao and Ji Yong met and introduced Jiang Yan to him.

Jiang Yan blushed and lowered his head and hurriedly looked at Ji Yongfu.

Ji Yong glanced at her and said to Dou Zhao: "Is this the girl Song Yantang who was replaced?"

Dou Zhao coughed.

Ji Yong laughed and said, "Don't hide your ears from stealing the bell, Kyoto has spread all over..." It is still as domineering as before, and it is unscrupulous.

Dou Zhao interrupted him: "What's going on when you cover up your ears and steal the bell? At least others know that we don't want to say this."

Ji Yong hasn't seen Dou Zhao for a long time, but he doesn't want to quarrel with Dou Zhao. Yes, a few words have been said to have revealed this topic.

Defu, who had already given a tribute to the host, flashed a hint of surprise in his expression, and he closed his hands and bowed to Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao and Jiang Yan hurriedly bowed their knees and returned the salute.

Ji Yong asked Dou Zhao: "Why did Song Yantang ask you to come to Daxiangguo Temple alone to burn incense? Where is your son? I heard that he had a nickname called Yuan Ge'er. When he was full moon, I was in Fujian, so I asked my aunt to bring a long life lock to Yuan Ge'er. He asked the Taoist monk in Putuo Mountain to open it. You can take it out and hang it on the edge of the bed to suppress evil!"

Dou Zhao was sweating coldly.

In front of the host and Defu of Daxiangguo Temple, he actually told her that the Taoist monks in Putuo Mountain had opened the long-lived lock of light to suppress evil. This is like praising Li Po’s sweetness in front of Wang Po’s stall...

She quickly glanced at the host and Defu, but found that the two were old gods, as if they hadn't heard it.

What is this situation?

Dou Zhao was a little confused and had to say, "What are you doing in Fujian? Is it going well?"

Ji Yong said: "I'll be the censor! Don't you know? After the death of Duke Ding of Fujian, it was very chaotic, and Japanese pirates went ashore to kill and abuse it. It's not an exaggeration to say that people live in poverty. The emperor asked me to see the scene of fighting against the Japanese there."

Is it good that Duke Ding has not yet rehabilitated?

Even so, you can't comment on political affairs like this in the public!

Dou Zhao glanced at the host and Defu again.

The host was fine, but Defu smiled and said, "Mrs. Song doesn't need to worry. I think Mr. Ji's words make sense."

Dou Zhao was embarrassed.

Ji Yong looked at it and laughed, and said to her, "Go back quickly, right? Be careful that Brother Yuan was crying and looking for you. Monk Defu and I made an appointment to debate today, and I won't entertain you. Next time you come to Daxiangguo Temple again, I'll invite you to eat the famous sweet and sour fish in Daxiangguo Temple."
To be continued...