Chapter 1: The Season of Falling Flowers and the Monarch.
In the last years of the Qianyuan Dynasty, the world was divided into seven parts.
They are Han Wei, Wu Zhao, Qi Yan, Chu, and there are also dog Rong in the north.
To add insult to injury, it was cold last year, with heavy snow in the north and heavy rain in the south, and it was already a disaster of rain and snow in February.
The Han Dynasty, located in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, was affected one after another, but more than 100 people died of hunger and cold in half a month.
In addition, the rest of the countries were also affected by the disaster, and Beirong was particularly serious, so the border was temporarily stable.
But within the imperial court, there is still a fierce struggle for power and profit.
The Son of Heaven is young, the throne is unstable but ambitious, supporting the eunuchs and close servants to fight with the cabinet ministers, and there are high-ranking scholars as a wall-watcher, faintly with the meaning of a yellow bird. The three parties come and go, and they don't give in to each other, and it is getting more and more intense, and even the seventh prince who is out for disaster relief has been affected.
No, as soon as it entered March, the Son of Heaven rushed to recall the Seventh Prince for 800 miles.
Liu Hanxing, the seventh son of the first emperor, is rarely famous, made a fu at the age of eight, and a poem of Wuling at the age of nine is resounding all over the world, and has since been named the first son of the Seven Kingdoms.
If it weren't for his indifferent temperament and not for fame and fortune, the son of heaven of a country would also deserve it.
Because it was an urgent call, the waterway was impassable, so I had to take the land route, rushing day and night, for seven days, seeing Liu Hanxing's face becoming more and more pale, the maid cuckoo was anxious in her heart, but she didn't dare to bring it out at all.
Liu Hanxing sat upright in the car, dressed in the most common long-sleeved robe of the corporal, at this time he closed his eyes and his eyebrows were light, like a heavenly palace immortal.
"Where?"
"Back to Gongzi, one more mile should be Fengcheng. ”
Fengcheng?
Liu Hanxing pushed open the window and looked out, in the late spring of March, the peach, plum and apricot were brilliant, and the eyes were white and pink.
Such a beautiful scenery could not soothe his bad mood at this time.
Thinking of the chaos in the court, the jealousy of the Son of Heaven, and the temptation of the scholars, I couldn't help but have a headache.
My heart was depressed, my throat was itchy, and I couldn't stop coughing, and my face was even whiter and transparent.
The cuckoo didn't care about the rules of superiority and humility, forcibly closed the curtains, took out the pill and stuffed it into Liu Hanxing's mouth.
The pill was very effective, and it made Liu Hanxing stop coughing in just a quarter of an hour, but his face was still white and scary.
"The maid is guilty, and she doesn't ask for mercy, but she asks the son to take care of her body. ”
The cuckoo leaned over and kowtowed, and when he looked up, his eyes were shining, and tears were rolling, and he was already secretly crying.
"Arise, what sin thou hast done, but thou shalt be faithful to the Lord!"
Liu Hanxing waved his hand and sighed: "It's okay, it's just an old problem." ”
The cuckoo choked: "I still hope that the son will think about the concubine." ”
"Okay......"
As soon as Liu Hanxing exited, he was interrupted by the shouting and scolding from outside the window.
"Where did the prodigal come from, he just bullied my sister and brother when they were young, and I tell you, we are not so easy to bully. ”
The sound is like a yellow bird, crisp and pleasant.
I don't know when the carriage stopped, Liu Hanxing lifted the curtain and looked, only to see a girl in a goose yellow dress in the distance holding a basket tightly in her hand, and the basket was full of delicate apricot blossoms.
The girl was followed by a younger little Langjun, and the two stared at the cat-like round eyes, pretending to confront people fiercely, but the trembling tail tone betrayed her.
"If you're unreasonable, you're welcome. ”
The milk is fierce and the milk is very similar to the cat cub at home, Liu Hanxing thought a little idlely.
"Childe, there are vendors blocking the road in front, and it has been cleared. "The cuckoo has already collected his emotions and is very efficient in listening to the reasons why the carriage was blocked.
Liu Hanxing hummed a little absent-mindedly, but his eyes remained outside the window.
The cuckoo looked at Liu Hanxing's gaze, the girl in the goose yellow dress had a graceful posture, moth eyebrows and almond eyes, but ...... It's too dark, Du Juan couldn't help frowning, such a girl is definitely not worthy of the child, and she began to think about how to dispel the child's mind.
Just then, a new situation arose over there.
Three or four young men walked towards the goose-yellow girl, with an imposing attitude, obviously the helper of the girl who was arguing with her.
Liu Hanxing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said to Du Juan: "Although it is spring, such beautiful apricot blossoms are rare, go and buy them." ”
The cuckoo pretended to forget the flowering scene he saw on the road when he came, and nodded in agreement: "What Childe said is very true. ”
She casually ordered two attendants and said with a smile: "Childe loves flowers, I want you to accompany me for a trip." ”
Although the two of them wondered why they wanted the three of them to go together just to buy flowers, they didn't dare to say anything.
They are usually just errands, but this time they are fortunate enough to accompany Gongzi out, and they have the opportunity to be close to the maids around Gongzi, so how dare they slack off.
Jiang Yanran was about to be angry, she just wanted to take advantage of the spring to pick some flowers and plants to sell, she had been careful, but she was still targeted.
At the beginning, the person came to buy flowers but only asked if he didn't buy it, it was already very suspicious, Jiang Yanran wanted to leave, but she never expected to do it in public.
Fortunately, Jiang Ming cleverly took the scissors on his body, reluctantly forced the wicked man back, and tried to drive the person away with words.
But the man had a helper.
Jiang Yanran looked at the three young men who were approaching and looked at the young Jiang Ming beside her.
Looking around, everywhere I looked, there were all the faces of everyone cowering and dodging, knowing that there was no hope.
She hugged Jiang Ming tightly: "Don't be afraid, it'll be fine." ”
Jiang Ming shook her head and pretended to be fierce: "Sister, I'm not afraid, you let go of me, I'll protect you." ”
Jiang Yanran's nose was sour and she almost cried, she gritted her teeth and was ruthless in her heart, even if she gave up this life, she would definitely not let these thieves succeed.
Anyway, this life is just picked up.
That's right, Jiang Yanran is a traverser, but it can also be said to be a second reincarnation after death, the difference is that she just drinks less than a bowl of Meng Po soup.
The memory of the previous life is very far away, and I only vaguely remember that it was an era of peace, there was no Son of Heaven, and people were advocated, and everyone could live and work in peace and contentment.
It was a new era of hope.
Jiang Yanran doesn't miss too much, in her last life, she had no father, no mother, no relatives and no friends, and she lived a tasteless life. Although Daddy and Auntie left early in this life, there is still a younger brother Jiang Ming, who is her only relative in this life.
She must protect him to grow up, Jiang Yanran held the scissors tightly and looked at the people walking towards them with a calm gaze.
Even if you die, you have to pull a cushion.
"Ah Ming, listen, you go first and go to the eldest lady later. Jiang Yanran whispered.
Jiang Ming shook her head: "I'm not leaving, I'm going to be with Sister A." ”
"Obedient, you go to find the eldest lady, I will drag the thief, I will be fine. ”
Jiang Ming was still unmoved, with tears in her eyes, she choked up and couldn't make a sound, she only shook her head vigorously, and Jiang Yanran was even tighter.
Jiang Yanran sighed, pushed Jiang Ming away, and said sharply: "Why don't you go to find the eldest lady quickly, Jiang Ming, do you want me to die!"
"Little lady, you don't have anyone to look for, and you don't put down the scissors in your hand. One of the thieves smiled and said, "The scissors are sharp, be careful not to hurt your hands." It's better to be elegant for a beautiful little lady like you, otherwise you will be the one who suffers. ”
As she spoke, she was about to rush up, Jiang Yanran's eyes lit up, and she was about to make a move, but someone took the lead.
I saw a young man dressed as an attendant grab the thief with one hand, snort and throw the person out, and at a glance, the rest of the wicked people were subdued in a blink of an eye.
Lying on the ground one by one and moaning, Jiang Yanran was happy to watch.
"This girl, how much is the price of apricot blossoms?"
The cuckoo was wearing an emerald green skirt and swayed towards Jiang Yanran, dressed in such a way out of place in this dilapidated small city.
Seeing the respectful appearance of the two people who saved themselves to this girl, Jiang Yanran knew that she had helped her.
Jiang Yanran hurriedly lifted her skirt and saluted: "Thank you girl for saving your life." ”
She lifted the basket again: "Since the girl likes these apricot blossoms, it is their blessing, what is the price." ”
The cuckoo pursed his lips and smiled, took the basket, and looked at the extraordinarily delicate apricot blossoms tied inside, and couldn't help but say, this woman is ingenious.
Looking at Jiang Yanran's delicate eyebrows and eyes again, I couldn't help but feel sorry, if only they weren't so dark.
Then I thought that in this troubled world, it is not a good thing to be too beautiful, so it is very good.
"The girl's flowers are good and the value is consistent. The cuckoo paused and continued: "The maid obeys the order, but the girl is the wrong person." ”
She blinked and motioned for Jiang Yanran to look into the distance.
Jiang Yanran looked at it inexplicably, but saw a team of carriages staying in place, and there were three or three attendants resting their bags.
Jiang Yanran was puzzled, so she heard Du Juan say, "That's my son-in-law." ”
After Du Juan finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving only Qian lying quietly in front of Jiang Yanran, as a proof that everything was not an illusion.
Son?
Jiang Yanran looked at the car that had gone away in a daze.
In this Han Dynasty, there is only one who can be called a son.
The first son of the Seven Kingdoms, the seventh son of Wuling.
Could it be him?