197: The Leaves of the Firmament

"Qing Yu, the governor of Kyushu, is truly famous for patrolling the world and pacifying the army and the people, and on behalf of the Son of Heaven to visit the civil affairs and military affairs of the provincial governments, he has the privilege of cutting first and then playing.

The power was so great that the princes were afraid. There have only been two people in the history of the empire, one was a powerful minister in the Taizu period, who only inspected thirteen provinces and died, and the second was an upright Qing official in the Shengzu period, who died after only inspecting seven provinces.

I don't know if he died unexpectedly, but I know that it is a very dangerous thing to spend a lot of head and physical strength to fight wits and courage with officials and those latent family forces in various places, to observe the people's feelings, and to redress the grievances of the people, such as a full twelve times of hunting and killing!

Although you don't have the name of the governor of Kyushu, but you are doing the things of the governor of Kyushu, the empire has been sinking for a long time, and the magistrates don't know how much corruption and filth, you and the prince are like-minded, and you are willing to do your best to walk the world to catch moths and help the court up from the inside out.

You lead the fat but do the work of cutting off people's financial roads and careers, I am worried, you are my first friend, I am willing to share some, I only hope that you and I will cherish it, and look forward to the reunion to be able to sing about wine. ”

This is probably the first time that Mingyue has said the most words in her life, and it is the first time to express her inner feelings.

Hua Pei Qingyu nodded: "The parting is for reunion." I like to live, so those bad things won't happen, no matter how much I have the world in mind, I have to ensure that I have a life and the world in my mind! ”

It means that no matter what time it is, she will spare her life.

The carriage was far away, and the bright moon and the first moon were still standing in place.

"The leaves are pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side, trace back to it, the road is blocked and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.

The leaves are green, and the white dew is not dawning. The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae. Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and climbing. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.

The so-called Yi people, in the water, trace back to it, the road is blocked and right. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water. "May Hongyan give you my reluctance, may Mingyue bring my greetings to you, and may Bailu send you my concerns.

I know that you are worried about my situation, as long as I eliminate the bandits, even if I am not the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I can still stand on a meritorious footing.

I'm going to work hard, and we're going to gallop together one day.

Yue Yi stroked his forehead: "Mingyue Gongzi, fortunately, the master has gone far away and can't hear your expectations, the master's shadow guard has a name named Bai Lu." ”

Mingyue was stunned, looked at Yueyi's trembling shoulders who tried her best to hold back her laughter, and then thought about the poem she had just recited: "I don't know how to get along with a woman, but I really regard her as a confidant, and I only wish her to be beautiful forever." I don't know what the future holds, at least for the moment, we are friends and look at each other. ”

Mingyue added in her heart, always take care of each other.

Tan Hongjiu looked at Hai Dongqing who appeared in the carriage, it is not an ordinary Hai Dongqing, it is the king of Haidong Qing, and he can fly 30,000 miles a day.

He glanced at a very fragrant piece of paper that was put aside by Hua Pei Qingyu: There are thousands of floating worlds, there are three beloved, spraying the rising sun, Haowan Baiyue, not as good as Ruer, and the vicissitudes of life.

I'll go! It's so sour!

Seeing Hua Pei Qingyu put down a few pieces of paper in his hand to write, Tan Hongjiu immediately consciously reached out to polish the ink, but saw Hua Pei Qingyu pull open a small compartment in a carriage, took out a black thing, spread out the paper and began to write back.