In this life, we don't just meet someone who makes us feel excited, but we can only choose one person in this life and we will last forever

The carriage drove slowly on the straight road, and it was thirty miles away from the capital at this time.

This time, Zhongli Wenjun went to the Jianghuai region to Zhen Ji as a minister on behalf of the imperial court, and he brought 200,000 taels of silver and 20,000 stones of grain. He took the lead with his personal entourage, and the appropriations and food of the imperial court followed.

Zi Yan, who was sitting in the carriage, had a feeling of excitement, joy, freshness, and ...... She slowly opened the curtain, just in time to see the green and lush maple forest on the side of the road, now the maple leaves have been slightly red, although I can't see the maple leaves red and February flowers, but there is also that late autumn faint feeling. Zi Yan has not left the capital for several years, and still clearly remembers that the last time she went out of Beijing was in the second year of Tiande, when Emperor Tiande ascended the throne not long ago, and all kinds of waste were waiting to be revived, so he kept King Fu in the capital to guard the country, and he took his concubine and children and Empress Dowager Xiao and Zi Yan to go to the south of the Yangtze River to play poetry and painting, and it was a good scenery of fireworks in March.

Zi Yan thought about her heart with a faint smile on her face, she gently closed the curtain and looked back at the man sitting next to her, this clock left Wen Jun was sitting quietly in the car, holding a few folded books about the disaster in the Jianghuai region and looking at it seriously, her face was as warm as jade, and her eyebrows were as quiet as water, "Wen Jun is painting and calligraphy with me." Zi Yan snatched the folded book from Wen Jun's hand domineeringly and put it aside

Wen Jun frowned slightly, "Ziyan, are you really ready?" It's too late to regret it now, I'm going to disaster relief this time instead of accompanying you on a tour of the mountains and rivers, I will have a lot of things to do when I get there, and this time you insist on not taking Caiyun with you, I really don't have the time to take care of you when I get there. Wen Jun still didn't have confidence in Zi Yan, and he couldn't simply refuse in the face of her insistence, so he was worried.

In the face of Wen Jun's worries and concerns, Zi Yan raised her eyebrows helplessly, pursed her small mouth slightly, and said coquettishly; "You have so little faith in me, am I just a princess who only knows how to eat, drink, and be merry-fair? I must impress you this time, I don't need you to take care of it, can't I take care of you when I get there? With Zi Yan's aggrieved expression, she thought that she should be most sure that she should be Wenjun in the world, but he?

Seeing Zi Yan like this, Wen Jun seemed to see through her thoughts, his hand gently patted her soft shoulder, and said with a smile; "I've never thought of you like this, I'm not that I don't have confidence in you, I'm really afraid of wronging you, what I just saw about the disaster in the Jianghuai region is not what you, a girl who grew up in the deep palace compound, can imagine, many villages have been washed away in the flooded places, many people have been displaced, and many people have been washed away by the water, and the area of Yan zhòng is full of dead bodies, and some even go to the fields where people eat people, This time, I went to the disaster area as a messenger to be with the suffering people, open warehouses for them to release grain, open porridge sheds for them, and probably I will personally cook porridge and deliver porridge to the people, do you understand? ”

Zi Yan listened carefully to the hardships of Wen Jun's journey, her big eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, and her little face was full of surprise that could not be concealed, it was indeed what Wen Jun had just said that these princesses who were born in the emperor's family and didn't know the hardships of the world were really far away, so far away, but she couldn't help nodding, "Wen Jun, I promise you that I will definitely not drag you down when I get there, I will go with you to the victims, they are all my people of Taizheng, and I, as the eldest princess of Taizheng, should care about them and love them, I am definitely not empty words." I'll show you it with my actions. ”

Facing Zi Yan's seriousness, Wen Jun was slightly moved, he gently grabbed her hands and said solemnly; "Zi Yan believes in you, really, just let you suffer with me."

Zi Yan smiled and snuggled into Wen Jun's warm arms, "I am not wronged, it is a great honor for a woman like me to marry a talented and peerless Lord Zhongli, I think women in the world must be jealous of me." Her words were full of sweetness, and a halo of happiness flashed between her eyebrows, "You, you, your mouth is sweeter than honey." Wen Jun doted on Zi Yan's face, embracing her warm and delicate jade body, but Wen Jun's heart was in a thousand turns, like a sponge in the wind, rippling layer by layer.

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Ping'er likes osmanthus flowers, so she planted one at the door of the house where she lives, which is the time when osmanthus flowers bloom in August. The osmanthus flowers bloom, ten miles of fragrance, and the courtyard of the entire Yin'an Palace is scattered with a faint fragrance. As if she already knew that Zi Yan had left Beijing with Wen Jun, she had returned to Murong Yichuan to send a letter, she came to the courtyard and saw the blooming osmanthus at a glance, the yellow petals looked very cute, and the fragrance emanating from the petals made people feel refreshed, just when Ping'er had something to go out, so it was like folding a flower in her hand, she was a flower cherisher, and she had a strong emotion for any flower.

"I heard that Ziyan and they have already left the capital." As if she saw Murong Yichuan reading a very shabby book, she came to his side and gently snatched the book from his hand, wanting to tell him about Zi Yan.

Murong Yichuan pulled him as if he was sitting down next to him, and said quietly; "I hope this girl won't make trouble for Wen Jun, after all, Wen Jun is going to disaster relief this time, on behalf of the imperial court."

As if he understood Murong Yichuan's worries, he hurriedly smiled and relieved; "Don't worry too much, in fact, Zi Yan is not as ignorant as you think, can't you even trust your sister?"

Murong Yichuan raised his eyebrows, "I hope it's like you, the main thing is that this girl hasn't suffered anything since she was a child, don't let her, go to the harsh environment in the disaster area, I think you may not be able to bear it, this disaster is not an ordinary strict situation, many places are full of corpses, hey; When it came to the disaster area, just Murong Yichuan didn't know how to go down, just sighed vigorously, and his eyebrows were unconsciously twisted together. Gloomy clouds crept up on his grim face.

"Don't worry too much, this natural disaster has been inevitable throughout the ages, in fact, what is terrible for the people is not the natural disaster**, but the mixed use of kings, dark officialdom, and a lot of taxes. Since Zhongli Wenjun is already on the way to Jianghuai, you also know that he is an official, with a clean breeze on his sleeves and one heart with the people. Of course, she understood Murong Yichuan's worries about the world, and the only thing she could do now as a wife was to stay by his side and give him gentle care and comfort.