Above the blue sky, faint clouds hung one by one. The chirping of birds came and went, the warm breeze caressed the forest, and the gossamer on the path fluttered gently. The underground is green, and the scenery is more vibrant.

After Zhao Qingyan and Wen Qiao separated from Zhang Xinzhi and Shen Jinyu, they hurried to the capital overnight. As they passed through the jungle, the group decided to take a short break before continuing on their way. At this time, Zhao Qingyan also had this intention, and after seeing the team stop, he slowly got down from the carriage, wanting to go to the creek to fetch some water to quench his thirst.

Seeing this, Wen Qiao also jumped off his horse, trotted to Zhao Qingyan's side, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Zhao Qingyan saw Wen Qiao suddenly coming over, and felt a little surprised in his heart, and then slowly spoke: "I'll come down to take a breath, and I hear the sound of water around this jungle, I'll go get some water to quench my thirst." ”

Zhao Qingyan looked at Wen Qiao and told her his purpose.

"Then I'll go with you."

Wen Qiao, who heard her say this, naturally didn't worry that she would go forward alone to fetch water, although there probably wouldn't be any danger, but anyway, this is also a wilderness where danger is compensated, and a girl can't be allowed to run around by herself.

I decided to go with her.

Zhao Qingyan saw Wen Qiao say this, and nodded lightly. The two walked side by side into the depths of the jungle, searching for water.

The jungle was cloudy, and as he walked, Zhao Qingyan saw clusters of flowers. The flowers were luxuriant, pink, delicate, and the petals were facing each other, as if they were all moving in one direction. With a quick move in her heart, she knew that the water source was in the direction where the flowers had deflected.

"I know where the water is, come with me."

"Ah, okay."

Zhao Qingyan called Wen Qiao, and the two successfully found the water source, Wen Qiao first fetched water for Zhao Qingyan, and then went to fetch water and drank it slowly. This made Zhao Qingyan's heart warm up, as if something had changed in his heart.

After fetching water by the stream, the two rested for a while, then returned to their original position and continued on their way.

After some time, Wen Qiao and Zhao Qingyan arrived in the capital, these days they were all night long, both of them were very tired, but they did not stop to rest, or went to the palace first to restore the emperor's sight This time to solve the problem of the Fuzhou flood.

From a distance, the golden glazed tiles of the Forbidden City shine in the sunlight, and the dragon statues on the left and right of the palace gate look mighty. This quaint city makes people feel a sense of awe from their hearts.

After Zhao Qingyan and Wen Qiao signaled to the guards outside the palace gate, they entered the Forbidden City. The familiar scene around made Zhao Qingyan feel that his trip to Fuzhou this time seemed real and illusory, and he was back here. Thinking about it, the two of them walked to the front of the Heart Cultivation Palace. The father-in-law in the palace saw the two and quickly walked forward.

Wen Qiao saw his father-in-law coming towards him, smiled lightly, took a step forward, and bent down slightly.

He opened his mouth to him: "Father-in-law, we now ask to see the emperor, please help us report it." ”

Wen Qiao said this very politely, and the father-in-law in front of him heard it, and replied respectfully: "Okay, the son, please wait a while, the old slave will go in and report now." ”

As soon as the father-in-law's voice in front of the two fell, he saw him trotting all the way into the Heart Nourishing Palace. After waiting for a while, the father-in-law came out to inform the two of them to go in, and the saint announced it. After these words reached the ears of the two, Zhao Qingyan and Wen Qiao also went up the steps and stepped into the hall. In the process of moving forward, Zhao Qingyan did not forget to carefully arrange his clothes, and Wen Qiao also noticed this small action, and couldn't help but smile lightly.

As soon as he entered the hall, he saw the emperor sitting high on the dragon chair, bowing his head and seriously correcting the recital. After seeing the two of them come in, he raised his head as he stopped what he was doing.

"Weichen Wen Qiao, meet the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

Wen Qiao saw that the emperor raised his head, so he knelt down and saluted, and Zhao Qingyan followed closely behind. The emperor was naturally very happy to see the two of them returning from Fuzhou, and hurriedly let the two of them get even.

"Excuse me, excuse me, get up quickly."

After the two stood up, they told the emperor that they went to Fuzhou to successfully solve the flood here, and the emperor who heard the two of them say this, stroked his beard lightly, and smiled very happily:

"Good! I'm going to reward you two well, say, what reward do you want?"

Wen Qiao saw that the emperor was going to give a reward, and he opened his mouth to add:

"Your Majesty, the successful management of the Fuzhou flood this time, light smoke has an indelible contribution."

After hearing what Wen Qiao said, the emperor naturally knew what he meant. In fact, the emperor had previously learned that Zhao Qingyan had made great contributions in this governance, and even if Wen Qiao didn't mention it, he would be rewarded heavily. In the emperor's heart, his opinion of Zhao Qingyan has long been impressed, and he loves her even more.

"Hmm... I know that you have made great contributions to this trip to Fuzhou, so why don't I make you the county lord, what do you think?" Zhao Qingyan, who was listening to the emperor's speech in His Royal Highness, was naturally shocked when she heard the emperor say this, and she definitely didn't agree.

"No, Your Majesty. The management of the Fuzhou flood is not my own work, it should be done. Zhao Qingyan's words and sentences came into the emperor's ears, and now, he is even more fond of Zhao Qingyan, a very sensible and indisputable girl, and then rejected her, the position of the county lord, he must be rewarded to her, the emperor thought.

"There is no need to shirk any more, I obey my orders, not to mention that you are indeed indispensable, this is what you deserve."

When Zhao Qingyan saw the emperor say this, he thought that he must have made up his mind, even if he resigned, it would be useless, so he took a step forward and thanked him.

"Then thank you, Emperor." Zhao Qingyan accepted the position of the county lord, and the emperor also smiled again with relief. After seeing Wen Qiao beside Zhao Qingyan, he opened his mouth again, slowly stood up and walked to his side.

"Wen Qiao, you also have merit in controlling the flood in Fuzhou this time, and I will also reward you well! With you, it really saves me a lot of heart. ”

Wen Qiao heard that the emperor was also going to reward himself, and he excused himself again and again:

"Your Majesty, there's no need, this is what Weichen should do." Wen Qiao also refused, and when the emperor heard this response, he was also relieved and helpless, and before he could speak, Wen Qiao immediately added:

"Your Majesty, Weichen still has one more matter, I don't know if I can say it."

As he spoke, Wen Qiao made a gesture of bowing, and the emperor, who was already beside Wen Qiao, saw him make this gesture, and then asked him to put it down, and asked Wen Qiao not to estimate it with some doubts, and continued.

The emperor's actions and words made Wen Qiao breathe a long sigh of relief, and slowly opened his mouth to tell the emperor that his mother, Mrs. Cheng, had also made great contributions to the management of the Fuzhou flood, hoping that the emperor could make up for his mistakes and forgive Mrs. Cheng.

As soon as these words came out, the entire hall was dumbfounded......