Two ornate horse-drawn carriages drove into the downtown area, slowly moving along the crowded streets in the direction of the Imperial City.

The Empress Dowager sent someone to give Lu Xiyao a reward, and after asking for the order, Zhu Qiming called the full moon and other maids to accompany her, and went to Wantingju to pick up Lu Xiyao, who was about to enter the palace to thank her.

At this moment, the hour has passed, the sky is sunny, the market is very lively, even in the middle of winter, the noise is still resounding through the streets and alleys, as far as the eye can see, the prosperity of the capital is better than in the past.

The scene in front of me is very reminiscent. If the scale and duration of war and turmoil are controllable, the course of suffering will always be accompanied by some kind of miraculous effect: after a lot of dirt and dirt, from chaos to great governance, the people in the world are very likely to usher in an unexpected Qingming rule.

The clouds of war gradually dissipated, and when people's life trajectories returned to normal, they suddenly found that even thieves seemed to be extinct in the capital.

From the height of the temple to the distance of the rivers and lakes, from the official style to the people's style, everything is changing.

Zhu Qiming lifted the curtain, glanced at the surging crowd, felt the peace and order in the market, and couldn't help but feel the emotion that Daming Sheji had been reborn.

Lu Xiyao, who was sitting on the other side, stretched out her head and looked at the street through the curtain. The two faces were almost close together, and the people in the car could sense the warmth on each other's faces.

"Eh, strange, the capital seems to have become much cleaner."

Clean? Zhu Qiming understands that this is not clean, and what Lu Xiyao means is naturally the security of the capital.

After returning to Beijing with the ten sons of the Xun Qi who wanted to follow their northern expedition, they were deeply appreciated by Emperor Jingtai and were awarded real positions such as thousands of households and hundreds of households.

At the critical moment when Sheji is facing the test of survival and survival, he is a young officer with his achievements, galloping across the field, and making a name for himself, which is the top priority that countless children of Xun Qi are proud of, and those who have fulfilled their long-cherished wishes like Jing Yunfei and Zhang Yu are naturally high-spirited, and the rest of the children of Xun Qi have also bid farewell to their "gentle" career.

Yes, without the shelter and shelter of the children of the Xunqi family, which ruffian in the capital dares to swagger through the market!

Zhu Qiming's eyes moved, thoughtful, "People should not be greedy for comfort, they are prone to Chen disease after a long time." The same is true of Sheji, no one would have thought that after a bloody battle, many of the scabies in the capital could be cured without treatment! ”

Lu Xiyao glanced at Zhu Qiming coquettishly, "Are you saying that Da Ming can't eliminate his own shortcomings, so he urgently needs external troubles to help him clean up?" ”

Zhu Qiming was slightly stunned, and felt that it seemed difficult to give a clear answer to Lu Xiyao's question with yes or no.

Now Lu Xiyao's temperament has changed slightly, although half a minute of gentleness has not passed, but the occasional "grandeur" has caught up with the scene when she was reading. Perhaps, the long-term waiting will always awaken some dusty memories, or in the years of drifting without relatives, she unconsciously regarded him as a family member who could not have too many scruples.

Once, Lu Xiyao blushed and asked a question that women in the world are more concerned about: "Do you want to be as beautiful as you when you were a child, or are you like your father, who will only marry one woman for the rest of your life?" ”

Hey, this king is a dignified man, so why should he end up like a woman? Zhu Qiming muttered vigorously in his heart, but his mouth was extremely honest: "Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, there is only one who is destined." That's all I have for the rest of my life, and I can only hang from a tree for the rest of my life. ”

Lu Xiyao turned her face sideways and snickered for a moment, turned her head coldly and stared straight at Zhu Qiming, seeing that his heart was furious.

"The whole Daming? What you mean is that marrying a Ming woman is not enough, you have to marry another barbarian woman? ”

Zhu Qiming was secretly surprised, "I am the Prince of Daming, how can I marry a Tartar girl!" "I said it vigorously, but for some reason, my heart was empty for a while.

Lu Xiyao's eyes lit up a few points again, and she could almost penetrate people's hearts, "Eh, I'm talking about barbarian women, have you ever talked about Tatar women?" ”

Zhu Qiming remembered that his mind was messy at that time, and he chattered a lot of things, as for what he said, he couldn't remember it afterwards, maybe it was "three thousand weak water, I only take one scoop" such a meaty saying.

At that time, he seemed to be constantly raising his voice to hide his embarrassment.

From that day on, he fell asleep for several nights, and in his dreams he was accompanied by two women······

"I'm not going to go north to find that Tartar!" He forced himself to quickly cut off the "evil thoughts" in his mind.

After a while, he asked himself again: "What if she gives up her identity and comes to the door?" ”

Raising his neck, he said categorically: "If she dares to come, I will dare to marry!" ”

Bah! Zhu Qiming slapped himself violently······

After waking up from his recollection, Zhu Qiming looked at Lu Xiyao with a smile, but saw the beautiful woman in front of him leaning on the railing, looking at the square inch under her feet, with a soft smile on her face, her long eyelashes slightly curved, and her mind seemed to have entered a sweet dream.

Zhu Qiming grinned, and there was an indescribable comfort in his heart.

The flow of people blocked the streets, and the carriages were forced to stop. A grass-bridge flower girl with a load passed by the car, hurriedly glanced at Zhu Qiming in the car window, and suddenly fixed there.

"Childe, do you want to buy flowers?"

"Flowers? Could it be that there are plum blossoms at this time? ”

Hua Niang put down her burden and said with a smile: "It's a narcissus, a potted daffodil." Oh, two hundred wen a pot. ”

"Narcissus? I've never had a daffodil! Lu Xiyao leaned close to the car window, first smiled coquettishly at Zhu Qiming, and then looked out of the car curiously.

Hua Niang took a closer look, and saw that the two faces in the car were very handsome, reflecting each other, and the picture was very good-looking, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

Zhu Qiming heard that Hua Niang was selling daffodils, and immediately became interested, "Narcissus is easy to raise, but it is not easy to want daffodils to bloom early, only the flower farmers on the other side of the grass bridge have a way to make daffodils bloom in front of the plum." Oh, how many pots of daffodils do you have? This ······ I bought them all! ”

Full Moon and a few other maids got out of the carriage behind them, and asked Hua Niang to put all the daffodils in the basket on the latter carriage.

Here, Lu Xiyao looked at the pot of daffodils and white petals in the hands of the flower girl, and said with a smile: "It is said that the daffodils were introduced to China from Persia at the end of the Tang Dynasty, and they were first planted in the area of Huguang and Jingzhou. ”

Zhu Qiming also smiled, "I have also heard about this matter, Mu Simi, a Persian living in Jiangling, gave Sun Guangxian, a lyricist of the late Tang Dynasty, a few daffodils, and since then the daffodils have taken root in the land of Jingchu. Oh. The name 'narcissus' is another name for Qu Yuan. ”

Lu Xiyao got out of the car window and recited Huang Tingjian's poem in praise of narcissus in the Song Dynasty: "Lingbo fairy is dusty socks, and the water is light and light······

Zhu Qiming's heart moved, leaning on the canopy wall, his eyes were a little confused, and he couldn't help murmuring: "Life is like this, what more can a husband ask for......"