The summer sun is warm, but Tong Fu feels extremely cold. It's not that the grass in the mountains is cool, it's really this Zhan Ru's mind, like a cold pool and a deep well, which makes it difficult to guess. Obviously, the soft words are gentle, but people are afraid to think deeply.

Fortunately, Tong dawned that Shen Jiuwei should be fine, otherwise there would be no future Princess Xiao Miaochun of Liyang. But even so, her heart is still hanging every day, just looking forward to finding Jin Youzi as soon as possible and getting out of here.

In the past, if it turned into a storyteller's mouth singing and talking, or a few lines of pen and ink in the volume, it would be nothing more than a sigh and a melancholy for the listener and viewer.

If you are coerced in the meantime, you will see the flesh and blood, the gentle face, and those exquisite thoughts and sorrows...... With all kinds of joy, anger and grievances, how can you easily get out of the way?

……

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince worked hard for more than ten days and finally found a good solution. The villagers who used this recipe have all improved, and the villagers who escaped have heard about it and have returned one after another.

Looking down from the heights, the eighteen villages are full of smoke and smoke, and the figures are full of people, and the vitality is gradually revealed. It's just that the drought has not yet eased, and it is still showing depression.

When Bao Miaozhi stepped into the house, Zhan Ru's tea soup was freshly brewed in his hand, and there were slight ripples in the smoke.

After he finished speaking, there was no movement on the top of his head, and he couldn't help but wipe his sweat, and then wiped it again.

"Who allowed her to stay? And put her in the village? Xiao Tong's voice was rare and unstable.

"It's Shen Shuxue's subordinates who are hiding it...... said that she would stay a few more days and then go back to the palace, who would have thought that she would have been living all the time, with the villagers who were infected every day. It's inconvenient for me to rush ......"

Xiao Tong got up and walked out, but was stopped in front of him by Zhan Ru.

"Your Highness, although the epidemic in the village has eased now, after all, Shen Shuxue is sick and his condition is unknown. Why don't I go and see ...... first?"

"Your Highness...... "Someone came in from outside, it was the accompanying monk, and when he saw the three of them deadlocked, he was busy withdrawing.

Xiao Tong stretched out his hand to block, "What's the matter?" ”

"The rebuilding of the eighteen villages...... The lower official has drawn up the map according to His Highness's wishes. The three elders of the village secretary and the patriarch of the ancestral hall are waiting outside right now......"

Xiao Tong raised his eyes and saw the shadowy figures under the veranda of the curtain, most of them were old people in the village, so he turned to Zhan Ru, "In this way, Zhan Nushi will go first, and when she comes back, she doesn't have to wait outside, she just comes in and recalls." After saying that, he turned around and sat back on the case, and the monk had already unfolded the long scroll in front of him, and the rich fragrance of ink stained the room.

……

Zhan Ru turned around from the bottom of the mountain, all the way to the wild mountain flowers, but her feet were a little unstable.

Although Shen Jiuwei's situation is not good, there is no danger of his life. Now most of the time I fall asleep because of the medicine, but my face is bloody, and my breath and pulse are gradually calming. When he is awake, it is said that he can make some soup porridge and even pick up a pen and catch a needle and thread......

When turning into the courtyard, the twilight was falling, and the officials came out with the lanterns. In the distance, across a tree and flowers, Zhan Ru could already see him standing tall and pointing and whispering on the long scroll.

His voice was as clear and eloquent as the long branch in front of him, "...... The chisel is a room, when it has no room...... Therefore, some are profitable, and nothing is useful...... According to the mountain and the flowing water, it is quiet and holy, moving and king...... Simplicity and the world can't compete with beauty......"

Several old men looked displeased, "But Wang Jianguo, distinguishing the right position, the body and the field, setting up officials and dividing positions, thinking that it is a people-level ...... Nai Zhou Liyan...... Rites, can be passed by the state, the community, the people, and the heirs...... Eighteen villages, born from settlements, are also governed by etiquette, paying attention to uniformity, rules, and ...... ranks"

Xiao Tong was not in a hurry or annoyed, ordered someone to serve new tea, and helped the elder to sit down with his own hands, "Now most of the villages are deserted, and most of the villagers who are strong and old are outside the village. Moving mountains and rivers is just afraid that it will be unbearable. It is better to take local materials, make use of the original landscape layout here, the terrain of the stars, and the upper and lower causes. Those who are in harmony with the heavens are also, so the world and the people are in harmony ......"

Through the thousands of flowers and branches, Zhan Ruyi's eyes couldn't take his face off, but she didn't want him to suddenly raise her eyes, so panicked that she hurriedly collected her gaze and turned sideways slightly.

Hearing footsteps, he looked up again, he was already close, and reached out to brush away a petal of purple from her hair, "Can you wear a veil?" Your body has always been weak. ”

Fortunately, the sunset in the mountains was clear, and the floating color on his face was hidden, "Back to Your Highness, I wore it, but I just felt bored on the road and picked it up."

Your Highness doesn't have to worry, Shen Shuxue is fine, and now he is being taken care of by a female medical officer, and he can eat soup and porridge. It is said that when he was awake, he was busy sewing. I see, it's not long before it's good. ”

He smiled at the corner of his lips, "Oh? Busy with needlework? She has never liked needlework, but she is more diligent when she is sick...... Ah Zhan will go back and rest first, and when the matter here is finished, I will go to see her again. Then he turned back and walked back into the house.

Zhan Ru's hand was tightly twisted, and the needle-sized wound on his fingertip that had only healed was bleeding again. She drew the veil and wiped the blood away, with so much force that it stained the frosty and snowless veil with a tiny cinnabar-like color.

……

Shen Jiu raised his head slightly to look at him, the figures of the two were surrounded by the weeping willows beside the mountain stream, and the car waiting for the distant return to the palace was silent.

"Okay? I came to see you the day before yesterday, I don't have any energy, and I'm going to rush back to the palace today? His eyes reflected the broken shadow of the stream.

She wore a veil, but her eyes were full of smiles, "It's been a few days since I came out, and Jiuwei has to go back to restore her life, so as not to worry about your concubine." ”

If your concubine is worried, Your Highness will also be more worried...... This sentence was buried in Shen Jiuwei's heart.

"You've worked hard this time, and you've been sick. In the future, don't be so willful. I will go out of the palace in the future...... Be more careful. He looked away, fell behind her, and stopped.

She felt a pang in her heart and went out of the palace?

When a female official leaves the palace, if it is not her fault, she will marry. He had always known his own thoughts, so why did he suddenly talk about it? And to push yourself far away......

He had come to see him the day before yesterday, and although he was drowsy at the time, he clearly felt that he had been sitting beside him for a long time......

Shen Jiuwei felt dizzy for a while, bit his lip, and reached into the hand in his sleeve, which had touched the handkerchief embroidered by himself, and finally took it back silently.

The car drove the willows and flowers and disappeared into the mountains, but he couldn't take a step.

That day, before her sickbed, she caught a glimpse of the brocade on the side that had not yet been embroidered, and on top of it, the bottom of the acacia leaves between the needles and threads was looking for red beans.

The corner is embroidered with half a word, I thought it was a dimensional word, and then look closely, the right side has started the first word on the top......

It's a thread, not a dimension......

It's a mistake.

"Your Highness......" called behind him, holding back his anxiety.

Xiao Tong turned around, and behind Bao Miao was the sweaty village secretary.

"Your Highness, all the mountain streams have been cut off, and several mountain springs that were still able to carry water have dried up before......

"Can the seekers of water return?"

"Never ......"

"Send all the horses to find water," Xiao Tong turned to the village division, "Is there an altar in the village?" ”

The village secretary hurriedly stepped forward and said: "There is an ancient stone altar in the northwest pond of the village......

In front of him, Xiao Tong walked away, and the village secretary asked Bao Miaozhi blankly, "If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to raise the altar to do things, why don't you let the people prepare?" ”

Bao Miaozhi's sweat rippled, "Your Highness, this is to personally chant and pray for rain." ”

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