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The autumn breeze at night on the outskirts of Beijing has begun to carry a little chill, and the thoughtful Mu Zhixun lifted the cloak on his shoulder, he looked at the mountains and rivers of Siye, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his deep eyes.

In the autumn of the first year of Tianjiao, the tablet of the Tang family entered the imperial temple, and was called the Empress Dowager Xuanren, and Mu Zhice's biological mother, the Empress Dowager Zhuang Shu, accepted the worship of the Mu royal family and the world together.

In the suburbs of Beijing, Mu Zhixun, who had just given incense to the Empress Dowager Xuanren, walked out of the hall slowly, from the day when the Tang family was established as the Empress Dowager Xuanren, Mu Zhixun would come here every night to incense her, and the love was sincere, and the palace people who accompanied the car saw it in their eyes.

The Tang family was successfully posthumously crowned as the queen mother, of course Mu Zhixun was very satisfied, but Yang Tiandong's death made him feel a little sudden, Yang Tiandong did not hesitate to use his lifelong reputation to help him with this great favor, Mu Zhixun's heart was naturally very clear, so he ordered that Yang Tiandong's funeral specifications should be handled in accordance with the courtesy of the prince.

But the more grand Yang Tiandong's funeral was, the more unbearable his image in the hearts of those scholars and doctors, but at the funeral of the "chaotic minister" Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, those officials who went spontaneously were crying and weeping, full of sympathy and admiration.

Although none of this was Mu Zhixun's concern, he at least remembered what he had promised him before Yang Tiandong's sickbed.

Mu Zhixun straightened his cuffs expressionlessly, and he walked up to the imperial chariot and said lightly: "Go to Yang Mansion." ”

There is still a long way from the suburbs of Beijing to Yangfu, Mu Zhixun wanted to take a nap, but the clatter of the horses and the wind chimes around the body disturbed him and he couldn't sleep peacefully, the moonlight shone on his face through the brocade curtain, he opened his eyes in the cold moonlight, and the handsome eyes were dotted with ink-like depth, which looked striking and sharp.

To be honest, on the day of forcing the palace, Mu Zhixun really didn't expect that Luo Wenzhao would know about his plan to force the palace, until he returned to the mansion and saw his messy study and the body's body, plus the flowers did not say goodbye month by month, which also made him understand something somewhat.

He admitted that he did use her, but he didn't feel that he was wrong, because Mu Zhixun thought that she wanted to use him first, so he had the opportunity to use her.

But does he use all the flowers month by month?

To this day, he still remembers his heartbeat when he first saw her, but it was only heartbeat and not emotion, which was completely ...... when he saw Yang Susu It's not the same.

When Mu Zhixun's imperial chariot arrived in front of the Yang Mansion, the servants of the Yang Mansion were already about to close the door, and they knelt down and kowtowed after seeing the emperor's imperial chariot, looking very excited, since the end of Yang Tiandong's funeral, the Yang Mansion that had to be flattened in the past was already a door, and the loss of power and reputation together made this family above ten thousand people under one person become avoidable by everyone, and the gap between them, even these people can't bear to sigh.

Therefore, Mu Zhixun's sudden visit late at night naturally greatly surprised them.

"Your young lady...... Isn't it already resting? Mu Zhi only took this into account when he found the Yang Mansion, and he asked the housekeeper of the Yang Mansion uncertainly.

"Back to Your Majesty, Miss she hasn't rested yet...... It's in the mourning hall. ”

"Oh?" Mu Zhixun was a little surprised, "Lead the way." ”

"Yes."

In the quiet and deserted mourning hall, Yang Susu, dressed in filial piety clothes, was still kneeling on the futon, and there were still two tear stains on her pale and haggard face.

Mu Zhixun stopped the shouting of the attendants, and he slowly walked into the mourning hall, "It's so late, I haven't slept yet." ”

After Mu Zhixun finished saying this, Yang Susu, who was full of grief, realized that someone had come in, and when she turned around, she wiped her tears and hurriedly knelt down, "The courtiers have seen Your Majesty." ”

"Get up, you've been kneeling for so many days, but you don't feel sorry for yourself, I ...... I can't bear it. Mu Zhixun carefully helped her up, and the action was no longer true or false, but from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Her eyelashes raised slightly, and she glanced at Mu Zhixun gently and implicitly, and then glanced to the side unnaturally, and her demeanor was full of the rules of everyone's ladies.

"Move a chair for Your Majesty." Yang Susu whispered to the servants outside the hall.

"Move two." Mu Zhixun smiled lightly.

"Yes."

The servant quickly brought a chair, and Mu Zhixun immediately straightened his shirt and sat there, he pointed to another chair, "You can sit too." ”

"This ...... It is not proper for courtiers to sit with His Majesty. Yang Susu hurriedly said.

"My words are the rules, sit down."

“…… Be. Before taking a seat, Yang Susu slightly bent his knees and saluted Mu Zhixun.

"The Yang family is so big, why are you alone in the mourning hall?"

"After Ah Weng's funeral, the uncles split up, and now the Yang family is only the courtier." Yang Susu complained.

"Still thinking about you?"

Yang Susu nodded, her grief overflowing, "Courtier...... Since he was a child, he was brought up by Grandma Wong, and when she was ten years old, Grandma left...... Since then, the courtiers have left Ah Weng with a relative. ”

Yang Susu's words touched Mu Zhixun's sorrows.

"Parents are on their knees, and they don't have a day of joy...... I...... It is only today that he can worship his mother openly. Mu Zhixun said movingly.

"Your Majesty......" Yang Susu looked at Mu Zhixun with red eyes, with helplessness and doubt in his eyes, "The matter of chasing the Queen Mother, I'm Aweng...... Isn't it right? ”

"Of course." Mu Zhixun said solemnly.

"But why do those people call me Aweng...... Confucianism, ashamed of the community, why are their words so unbearable, I, Ah Weng I, as a minister, do my best, they ...... Why do they say that about me? Yang Susu shook her head in confusion, and the tears in her eyes expressed her grievances and accusations.

“…… Susu, your Aweng will always ...... is an upright person, the most respectable thing in this world is people's deep obsession, not some so-called bullshit etiquette, your Ah Weng has done his best to be a Confucian protégé for a lifetime, but before he died, he dared to stand up and face it and challenge him. Looking at the world, is there a second person who dares to do this? Those who insulted him were just hiding their cowardice and cowardice, they were just a bunch of ants who liked to climb, and their words were insignificant. ”

Mu Zhixun swore that he had never talked to others so seriously, "I have already ordered someone to put the portrait of Ah Weng into the Shixun Pavilion, don't worry, the people in there are all ...... Master of the World. ”

"Your Majesty......"

For the helpless Yang Susu, Mu Zhixun's appearance was undoubtedly a ray of light falling from the sky in the dark night, dispelling all the indifference and ruthlessness in her world.

After a long time, Mu Zhixun slowly spoke, "Come into the palace with me, I promised you Ah Weng's ......" When he said this, he directly held Yang Susu's hand.

That night, Mu Zhixun took Yang Susu's hand and walked to the imperial chariot, from the Yang Mansion compound to the golden jade belt of the North Palace, Mu Zhixun told her about his joys and sorrows and depressions for more than 20 years.

Yang Susu will never forget what Mu Zhixun said to her that night.

"With you, I will never be alone again."

Since Yang Tiandong paid a heavier price than his life in order to chase Mu Zhixun's biological mother as the queen mother, then whether it is public or private, he Mu Zhixun has a reason for their Yang family's daughter to ascend to the sky and become a phoenix.

In the autumn of the first year of Tianjiao, Yang Susu was established as the queen of Daning, and the mother of the world.

Northern border of Daning, Tongzhou.

In the north of this season, the weather is already very cold, in the cold wind in the morning, the high-spirited soldiers are practicing in the open space in front of the city gate under the leadership of Lu Ziyu.

In the blink of an eye, it has been almost a year since the Beiping Army came to garrison here, and the local people knew that if it weren't for their arrival, this place would have fallen under the iron hooves of Yuan Su like the fourteen state capitals in the east.

The hearts of the people are full of gratitude to Lu Ziyu and the Beiping Army who brought them a stable life, so the back kitchen of the Beiping Army is stacked with many things sent by the people, sometimes a few bundles of green onions, sometimes a sack of mountain mushrooms, and sometimes even a few pork.

At first, Lu Ziyu told his subordinates that they were determined not to ask for the people's things, but they couldn't stand the fact that someone came to deliver them every day, and they had no choice but to take it, but they would write down the list every time they received it, and look for an opportunity to send the silver taels to the family again.

From ancient times to the present, no matter which dynasty or generation, the people have paid taxes and grain to the imperial court, where is the reason for the official family to send money to the cloth.

The poorer the people, the more grateful they are. When you have no way, they will not give you a penny even if they try their best, but when they see that you are really good, only one bite of his food will have you a mouthful.

Since then, the people have continued to send things to the military camp of the Beiping Army, but they are often secretly placed at the door of the barracks before dawn, and then Lu Ziyu has no choice but to accept it, but he thought of another idea, he asked the kitchen to wrap these white noodles and vegetables into buns, and gave them to those penniless and homeless homeless people on the street.

"King Beiyang is really the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva's heart!" The people of Tongzhou City often talk about Lu Ziyu like this.

"Say, this is a bun, did you two steal it?." After the morning exercise, Lu Ziyu was joking about two soldiers who came from a distance and carried a large stack of steamers.

"Hey, Lord Wang, do you really dare to joke, you have established a military law, this bun can only be eaten by the people, if anyone in the army eats a bite, he will be punished with ten sticks, and this business fool knows that it can't be done." The tall and lanky soldier said with a look of wrongdoing.

"Yes...... yes, no matter how delicious the bun is...... It's not worth a ten...... Ten stuffy sticks. The other soldier stammered.

"Then why are you two coming back so much faster these days than before?" Lu Ziyu felt that these two people were talking very interestingly, and continued to ask with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Mainly because, in the past few days, a girl has been coming to the bun stall to help, and her hands and feet are very sharp, and one person can do it better than the two of us." The tall and thin man explained.

"What's her name and where did she come from?" Lu Ziyu wondered.

"No...... I don't know, a ...... Don't say a word, just ...... Just put that giggle aside. He stammered and frowned helplessly.

Just when Lu Ziyu was confused, he stammered and suddenly pointed behind him and shouted, "Hey...... Hey, that's it...... That's it. ”

Lu Ziyu turned his head in the direction he pointed, but in a trance, he only saw a woman's figure flashing in front of the camp gate, he hurriedly ran over, but when he looked around, he couldn't find the girl's shadow anymore.

"Who was that girl just now? What's going on? Lu Ziyu asked the soldiers standing guard in front of the barracks.

"I don't know, she didn't speak, she just asked Zai Xiao to hand over this package of flax cakes to the prince." The soldier handed Lu Ziyu a piece of coarse cloth wrapped in it, and Lu Ziyu opened the coarse cloth and found that there were two large sheets of flax cakes wrapped inside, and the sesame seeds were stuck to the coarse cloth, and they kept steaming out.

"Nonsense, since she didn't speak, how do you know that he is going to give me this cake?"

"Hehe, after she gave me the cake, she pointed to the cake and then pointed to the three words Beiyang King written in her palm." The soldier scratched his head and smiled innocently.

The soldier's description made Lu Ziyu cry and laugh a little, and he gave one of them to the soldier standing guard, "Eat." ”

"Huh? Thank you, thank you. The soldier held the cake in both hands, his flattered eyes almost glowed, for him this was no longer the ordinary flax cake just now, this was the flax cake given to him by His Royal Highness the King of Beiyang, Chitose.

"Why don't you eat it?" Lu Ziyu asked.

"The things that the prince gave, the small ones...... I don't want to eat. The soldier said sincerely.

"Hey, you guy, if you don't eat it, I'll give it to someone else." Lu Ziyu made a gesture to take it back.

"I eat...... I eat. The soldier immediately gulped into his mouth, gobbling down even a grain of sesame seed on his fingertips.

The soldier's eating appearance made Lu Ziyu hungry for a while, too, he hadn't eaten until now after practicing early in the morning, so he immediately took the remaining flax cake and ate it by himself, but he just chewed the cake and stopped thoughtfully.

He seems to ...... I already know who that girl is.

The next day, Lu Ziyu followed the two soldiers to Shi Baozi, and he wanted to meet the girl.

After arriving at the place, Lu Ziyu stood at the entrance of the alley across the road, secretly waiting for the arrival of the girl with great interest.

I saw the stammering skillfully placing a stack of steamers on the stall, and the tall kept shouting: "Fathers and fellow villagers, the steamed buns of our Beiping Army today have arrived again, don't want money, don't want money." ”

"Bun, bun ......" stammered on the side, he only didn't stutter when he shouted these two words, and his voice was also very loud.

After a while, some ragged people came to get the buns, and if there were older people, the tall man and the stammerer would hand them an extra bun, and the people who received the alms bent down to salute after receiving the buns, and some even knelt down, and it could be seen that their great gift made the tall man and the dumb man very embarrassed.

And some passers-by do not take buns, but they always bow to the stall to show their admiration.

Soon, the girl walked into Lu Ziyu's sight, and Lu Ziyu fixed his eyes and saw that it was her.

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