The autumn wind moves the fan overnight, and the heart is lovesick and enters autumn early.

Peach Blossom had tears on her face and endured it to the deeper pillow.

It was as if he received an eight-hundred-mile rush from Murong Yichuan from Bashu, but it was after the first new rain in early autumn.

An autumn rain will be the summer heat left clean up, after the rain is clear, a rainbow climbed into the sky, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple is very beautiful.

Just like sitting on the bank of the rain lotus pond to enjoy the late blooming autumn hibiscus, a white hibiscus competing to open, after the rain is exceptionally fresh, the crystal raindrops are still left on the petals, bit by bit, crystal like pearls, the white hibiscus flowers are like pieces of white snow pressed on the branches, the autumn breeze is shallow, the quiet hibiscus and the breeze dance gently, curling Tingting, like a woman with a pearl white jade crown on her head.

It's like holding a cup of bitter tea, and because I just took a nap, I still feel a little sad.

Before drinking a cup of tea, Shangguan Tianjue led a strange man over, and the two hurriedly gave their own gifts.

"Queen Mother, this is General Liu Peng, the deputy general under the emperor, who returned to Beijing to send you a letter at the emperor's behest."

As soon as he heard that it was sent by Murong Yichuan, his heart suddenly felt as if two doors had been opened, and the resentment in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he was looking forward to it, and finally waited for his news.

The hand holding the cup trembled slightly, "How is the emperor?" As if asking softly, the inquiring gaze fell on the person standing across from him.

The man was busy arching his hands and talking busily; The queen of Qiqi is well, this is a letter sent by the emperor to the last general, and then the man took out a letter and presented it, and Chunhong hurriedly stepped forward to take it and handed it to Wanruo.

When the letter is in hand, it seems that I really realize what a family letter is worth ten thousand dollars.

"General Liu has been in the dust all the way, let's go down and rest quickly." It was as if his gaze swept lightly over Liu Peng's face, touching the tiredness of galloping all the way.

Liu Peng said yes and hurried away.

As if she couldn't wait to open the letter in front of Shangguan Tianjue, she thought that this letter was full of thoughts written by Murong Yichuan to herself, and when she escaped the letter bag, an inexplicable sense of loss swelled up, and when she found a crumpled piece of paper without a word, the sense of loss disappeared with the wind.

The letter written by Murong Yichuan was mainly to urge grain and grass, and the amount of grain and grass and the officials who escorted the spirit grass were written in great detail, as if they only needed to follow the above arrangement.

"Tianjue, you help me send Prime Minister Xiao Cheng, Zhongli Horse and Hubu Shangshu." It was as if he slowly moved his gaze away from the letter and cast it on Tianjue, who had been standing peacefully opposite him.

Shangguan Tianjue hurriedly arched his hands and hurried away.

Chunhong saw that it was as if she was pinching the paper without a word, as if she had obtained a treasure, and Chunhong muttered on the side; Niangniang didn't think about the tea and rice that the emperor thought, but the emperor didn't seem to miss Niangniang so much, and finally sent a letter to Niangniang but didn't say a word.

For Chunhong's complaints, he couldn't help but smile, and there was a flash of happiness between his eyebrows, "His thoughts are all written here." "It's like leaning that crumpled piece of paper against your face.

It seems that the more I cherish this paper Chunhong, the more puzzled I become, "Niangniang is confused, there is not a word on this paper, how can there be the emperor's thoughts about Niangniang, could it be that the emperor is playing dumb riddles with Niangniang." ”

As if smiling slightly, his hand gently pointed to the crumpled marks on the paper and said softly, Acacia is speechless and tears make ink, and the book is full of heart and liver without traces.

Chunhong pondered the two lines of poetry that seemed to be being recited, and then asked, could it be that this paper is full of the emperor's tears?

As if nodding silently, his tears fell on the paper.

As if after returning to the Jiaotai Palace, he ordered Chunhong to grind, and he wrote four lines of poetry on the wordless piece of paper sent by Murong Yichuan to pour out his thoughts at the moment, "I hope that the book will return, and you will not return." Coptis is not as bitter as lovesickness, just waiting for you and me to meet in our dreams. ”

As soon as the pen was written, the eunuch came in to report that Prime Minister Xiao Cheng, Lord Ma and Lord Qin of the Ministry of Household asked to see him.

As if he had no choice but to hold back his feelings, he worked hard to restore the queen's elegance, and when he was sure that he was as usual, he had to order the eunuch Xuan and the three ministers to enter the palace to see him.

Shaoqing, Xiao Suen, Zhongli Wenjun, and Qin Hailun, the head of the horse, came to the palace, and they had to stand with their hands down.

As if sitting firmly on the phoenix chair, his majestic gaze swept over the faces of the three ministers, and he said slowly; The three adults first looked at the letter sent by the emperor from Bashu, and then she ordered Chunhong to hand the letter to Prime Minister Xiao Cheng.

After reading the letter, Prime Minister Xiao gave it to Zhongli Wenjun, and then to Qin Hailun.

After the three ministers read the letter, they said that this was the intention of inviting the three lords to come over, and the three of them already knew the emperor's will.

The three of them said in unison, known to the ministers.

As if nodding slightly, "I will entrust the matter of raising grain and grass to the three of them, I think it is not difficult to raise 200,000 taels of silver and 200,000 stone grain and grass, and the emperor has also explained that he wants the three protectors of the Fire Dragon Gang to escort the grain and grass. Wanruo's gaze deliberately stayed at Zhongli Wenjun's place a little longer, Zhongli Wenjun was very natural to oppose him, the two of them didn't need to speak, but they knew each other in their hearts.

As if she was about to give birth, she rarely participated in court politics recently, and the government affairs relied solely on the Xiao family's father and son and Zhongli Wenjun, unless there was a disagreement between the two people, she would come forward, and she seemed to know that the amount of grain and grass that Murong Yichuan wanted was not difficult for the household department, the Taizheng Dynasty was almost peaceful for more than 50 years, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the occasional war did not affect the whole country, and the people were rich and the country was rich, so the treasury has been very abundant, even if there is no tax for three years, it is more than enough.

Five days later, the household department prepared all the grain, grass and silver, in addition to Feng Wanli and the Fire Dragon Gang, Xiao Cheng and others also selected a capable military attache in the imperial court, led the elite soldiers without signatures, and escorted the grain and grass to the front line with them.

It was as if she had entrusted the wordless book that Murong Yichuan had given herself, along with a concentric knot, to Shangguan Tianjue and asked him to bring it to Murong Yichuan, and now the wordless persistence had been mentioned as if she had been put on the poem, and at the same time, she pressed Xiao Qianxue's handprint, even if she was not around, she wanted him to witness the growth of their daughter.

After the army set off, it was as if they went to the Emperor's Palace to burn incense and pray, praying for a smooth journey, and praying for their husbands to be safe day and night on the front line.