To and the second year, February, Xiangzhou, the state office of the back garden day brocade hall.

In the depths of the plum blossoms, there is a woman in pale pink clothes, with a plum blossom hairpin on her head, praying under the tree, reading: "The calyx contains snow at the beginning, and it is difficult to paint a lonely standard." There is a rhyme in the incense, and the clear is not cold. The transverse flute and the sorrowful listening, the oblique branches are seen according to the disease. If the wind is understanding, it is easy to destroy. If Feng can understand me, please let me meet Han Guanren!

As soon as the words fell, Han Qi walked slowly in the plum garden, wearing dark clothes, white temples, and a beard.

Zhen Youlian turned around and wanted to leave, but she almost slipped because of the snow on the ground, but she fell into Han Qi's arms impartially.

The girl stared at Han Qi for a long time, her face flushed.

Han Qi: "This little lady, are you okay, are you injured?" said in Han Qi's soft, low and magnetic voice.

The girl blushed, speechless in surprise, and after a moment, Han Qi said, "It's okay, this day Jintang is stupid and built for the people to play."

You, you are Han Hanqi""""

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Han Qi nodded, and the girl said: "

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You have a heart for the world, and you have done so many good things for the people, why do the officials still demote you here?

"Home is what I want to come to myself."

The girl's face flushed slightly, as if it were the plum blossom.

"What about you," Han Qi asked

"Back to Han Zhizhou, I saw that this plum blossom is very good-looking, I wanted to cut some back to make incense, so I walked and walked, after walking here, I didn't happen to disturb you, I really can't help it, Zhizhou's body has a very good smell of plum blossoms."

"That was the thick plum fragrance she made for me that year, only since she left, no one can match this fragrance, I have found many people to prepare, but they are not satisfactory".

Zhen Youlian said: "My little mother, just a concubine of the Zhen family, was originally a fragrance maker, but unfortunately she died due to dystocia, otherwise she will definitely help you match, if Han Zhizhou is willing, I, Zhen Youlian, am willing to try".

Han Qi didn't refuse, nor did he answer, just looked at the plum blossom.

The next day, early in the morning.

Zhen Youlian really came again, Han Qi was reading under the tree, and Zhen Youlian was busy in front of the incense case.

Han Qi said: "Half a tael of black horn agarwood, one penny of cloves, one penny of the end of preserved tea, five cents of tulip, fried red wheat bran, one word musk, one rice grain of powder, and one cup of white honey."

The right is the end, the musk deer first carefully grinds, take half of the end of the tea, the soup clarifies the musk deer, the second into the agarwood, the second into the cloves, the second into the tulip, the second into the rest of the tea and the powder, together with the fine, is into the honey, so that the thickness is appropriate, in the sand bottle, the cellar is more than the month, take the burning, the long is good, when burning with mica stone or silver leaf lining, this is the production method of thick plum fragrance.

Zhen Youlian offered it with both hands, Han Qi took a deep sip of the incense plate, and after a long time, he said: "I finally found you, this smell is exactly the same as the incense made by my deceased wife Hu."

After a moment, he asked, "Can you stay, I mean you can come every day?"

Zhen Youlian blushed and nodded.

Two years later, in the first year of Jiayu, in July.

Zhen Youlian asked, "Is Zhizhou leaving?"

Han Qi took a deep breath before saying, "Yes, my term of office has expired, and the official family has issued an edict to summon me back to Beijing."

Zhen Youlian asked tentatively: "Can you take me with me, I don't want to stay here anymore, if you leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to live."

Han Qi asked, "How do you say this?"

Zhen Youlian said: "My father has arranged a family affair for me, and I will only devote myself to you in this life, if you refuse to take me with me, I will commit suicide by taking poison in a wedding dress on the day of marriage."

Han Qi: "You can't do this, if I leave, the officials need me, and the people of the world need me."

Zhen Youlian said: "I am the people you said in your mouth, I want you to take me with me, you refuse to agree to this little request, in the past two years, you have not rejected me, and I have been with you day and night, I thought you had accepted me, it turns out that you love your sister, I am just her replacement, right?"

Han Qi didn't speak, just raised his head and looked at the sky, took a deep breath, and said for a long time: "At my age, it's enough to be your father, you're still young, if you promise a good family business, it's better than following me, a bad old man, you know that I can't let go of someone in my heart, why are you bothering"!!

"Han Qi, let's go, after returning to Beijing, whether you are the third envoy or the privy envoy, whether you are the prime minister, there is no longer any relationship between you and me, I am just a little woman in Xiangzhou who is infatuated with you, and next year Qingming will put a pillar of incense on me."

After saying that, Zhen Youlian turned her back and ran away with tears in her eyes, Han Qi looked at his distant back, and wanted to grab her with his hands, but found that her figure was so far away and so blurry.

When he left Xiangzhou, Han Qi took out the thick plum fragrance that Zhen Youlian had made for him from the ice cellar and put it into a box with ice.

Han Qi sat in the carriage, looked at the door of the Dayjin Hall, and thought to himself: "In the past two years, whether I have fallen in love with her, or just when she is the one who makes incense for me, I don't know, if I fall in love with her, it will be unfair to the Hu soldiers, but if I don't have the slightest affection for her, why does my heart hurt so much when he said that his father did not arrange a family affair for her that day."

With a sad mood, Han Qi finally embarked on the official road back to Beijing.

In July, Han Qi served as the third envoy, but the news of Zhen Youlian's death came.

Han Qi: "I knew this was the case, I shouldn't have gone to Xiangzhou in the first place, I killed her, and I didn't make this thick plum fragrance for me in the future."

Han Qi sealed the remaining half of the thick plum incense and buried it under the plum tree, and after that, Han Qi never used this incense again.