Every morning, Wanghai City will usher in its first rays of sunshine, the red rising sun breaks through the sky in the crowing of roosters, and sprinkles the golden yellow that represents the gift of God all over every tea garden and paddy field in the territory of Ming Xinjiang.

The mountains and rivers are verdant, and there is hope everywhere you look.

At the same time, the new law is also in full swing in the Ming and Xinjiang countries, whether it is the central and local officials or the people of various prefectures and counties, they have thrown themselves into this almost earth-changing and unprecedented change.

Since the fall of the Wei Party, Pei Yuan has finally ushered in his own era, full of ambition, every day after the morning dynasty, he will take people to various places to inspect the specific implementation of the law changes at the grassroots level, because he knows that some new laws are easy to be used by some local officials with ill intentions, thus making the new law beneficial to the people into a harsh government that harms the people.

From then on, there were often such scenes in the fields of the Ming Dynasty, where a man in a plain white shirt and a humble jade man would stop and talk with the farmers in the middle of the day, sometimes he would grab a slope of soil and ask how the harvest was this year, and sometimes he would roll up the hem of his shirt, bend down to take the seedlings from the farmers' hands, and plant the seedlings together, while working to find out from the mouths of the people whether the local officials were actually lending the people the money and grain they needed in the spring and autumn, as stipulated in the new law.

In addition to the fields, he would also go to the bazaars and military camps to understand the changes brought by the new law to the lives of people from all walks of life in the Ming Xinjiang Kingdom.

On this day, when Pei Yuan was inspecting a tea garden located on a hilly slope in the north of Wanghai, a messenger rode from the foot of the mountain, and the man hurriedly handed Pei Yuan a letter after getting off the horse.

The letter fell to the ground, only to see that it was written, "The Khan and the Khan Concubine encountered a heavy snowstorm in the territory of Yuansu, and both fell into the deep valley, and their bodies did not ......"

Pei Yuan couldn't remember how he came down from the tea garden that day.

It was late at night, Pei Yuan was wrapped in a cloth on the couch, sitting there helplessly, for him, the princess married suddenly, and left suddenly, but every time he didn't know beforehand, now there is no thing around her that has anything to do with her.

She was the only solace in his lonely years, a deep affection that he could never forget in his life, but now that she was gone, he could only rely on the memories in his mind to recall what she looked like and recall the bits and pieces they were together, but the more desperately he thought about it, the more distant the princess became, and he could catch it however he wanted...... I can't catch it.

"Someone! Come! He suddenly lost his voice and shouted, "Go, find a painter for Lone...... Go ahead, find the artist, find the best artist! ”

"Yes...... Be. "When have the palace people seen him so flustered and anxious.

Soon, an elderly painter walked in, he put the easel next to Pei Yuan, slowly spread out the paper and fixed it on the easel, and then looked at Pei Yuan seriously and said, "Lord, please speak." ”

Pei Yuan's eyes flashed with crystals, he paused, his deep pupils fell into the light and shadow of the past, unable to extricate himself, "She has the kindest heart in the whole world...... The purest heart, she loves to laugh...... She smiles nicely and warmly, and she likes to put paper kites...... Loves everything good and she is empathetic...... Very filial, she has just learned to walk...... So she picked begonia flowers for her mother, and she ...... can even be for her father's country...... And marrying someone in a foreign country she doesn't know at all. The sourness and love in his heart filled Pei Yuan's heart, and he was almost choked up and speechless.

After hearing this, the painter put down the brush in his hand helplessly, Pei Yuan's description made him a little embarrassed, "Lord of the country, can you be more specific?" ”

Pei Yuan also realized that the description he had just made it difficult for a painter, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said slowly: "She likes to comb her fairy hair, like to wear a hairpin and hosta, her style is bright and not kitsch, her makeup is very light, her eyebrows are slender like willow leaves, her eyes are very beautiful, they are standard peach blossom eyes, the bridge of the nose is slender, the cherry mouth is very cute, she likes to wear crimson or goose yellow Luo skirts and flower jackets, she ......"

That night, Pei Yuan talked for a long time, and the painter also painted meticulously for a long time, and the occasional pause between the brushstrokes was just the painter wiping his tears with his clothes.

Today, he has been involved in Danqing for more than half of his life, reminiscing about the Si people, it is common to think of painting, he has painted portraits for many people for most of his life, and has seen a lot of joys and sorrows and obsessions in the world, but there is no time to be so moved today, love to the depths...... I also burst into tears.

On the Honghe River, the boat carrying Hua Zhuyue is heading towards the north bank little by little, and as the hustle and bustle of the dock gets closer and closer, the familiar Zezhou accent is heard more and more clearly, and Hua Zhuyue knows...... She went home.

That's right, she is a native of Zezhou, because Huafu was in Zezhou back then.

The soldiers sent by Luo Wenzhao to escort her, Hua Zhuyue walked into Zezhou City, and it had been twelve years since she left here.

She kept looking around the streets that were already a little mottled in the depths of her memory, some of the shops she loved to patronize when she was a child were no longer there, but some were still there, she recognized the kind and beautiful proprietress in her memory, but now she has become an old woman, the proprietress used to often carry a very beautiful hairpin, she still remembers that she was always noisy to wear it to try, but now look at it, the proprietress has nothing else on her head except black and white, I don't know what she has experienced over the years.

However, as the soldiers followed, Hua Yue found that the scenery along the way became more and more familiar, and even the direction of travel was no different from what he remembered.

"Master Jun, aren't we going to His Majesty's whereabouts?" Hua Zhuyue wondered.

"yes, there's ahead." Soldiers.

"But I didn't see the palace wall in front of me." Flowers are incomprehensible month by month.

"Oh, you don't know anything about the moon-chasing girl, it's like this, originally the Hou Ye wanted to rebuild a palace for His Majesty to serve as His Majesty's residence, but His Majesty couldn't bear to waste money and manpower, so he simply cleaned up the dilapidated Flower Mansion and temporarily acted as a line."

"Flower House!" Hua Zhuyue was shocked.

"Yes, it's the mansion of the traitor Hua Chenghei of the previous dynasty, many years ago." The soldier smiled disapprovingly.

Fate is so fond of playing tricks on people, she chose to escape from this place at the beginning, but after a big circle, now she is back here again.

That's right, this is the former flower house, the stone lions on both sides of the gate and the pond are still there, but the pond was planted with lotus flowers and the pond was full of goldfish, and the stone lion was also re-polished, she remembered that when she was young, she always liked to sit on it and play.

"Oh, the girl of the moon, right, the Hou Ye has already told His Majesty a few days ago that you are coming to Your Majesty, please come with me."

"Master Xie." Flower by month bowed his head.

When Hua reported her name month by month, the guard kindly led her in, and Luo Wenzhao's face was as big as she imagined.

Uncle Fenghou, with heavy troops in his hands, I don't know every month, in addition to him Luo Wenzhao, will there be a second person in the world who is still desperate to be a vassal in this situation?

"Moon girl, at this time, Your Majesty should be coming back from the ancestral hall soon, and the tired girl will wait here for a while." After the guards took her to the main hall, they hurriedly retired.

The news of the death of Yuan Khan and Concubine Khan was transmitted to Ming Xinjiang after entering Daning, at this time Mu Zhice already knew the news of his sister's death, and he was heartbroken that he enshrined the tablets of his father and sister in the humble ancestral hall, and he would go there every day to kneel for a while.

After about a stick of incense, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall, Hua Zhuyue hurriedly stood up, and saw a man in red and gold clothes walking in, followed by two attendants.

Hua Zhuyue knew that this person should be the former crown prince, and now His Majesty in the East.

"The people's girl flowers knock on Your Majesty month by month." Hua Zhuyue hurriedly knelt down.

"Flowers are ...... month by month," Mu Zhice seemed to be thinking about something, "Oh, I remembered, you are the woman who went to Yan Bohou's Mansion to report the news on the day King Chang forced the palace." ”

"It's the people's daughter." Flowers are determined month by month.

"Hurry up, please." Mu Zhice hurriedly bent down and helped her up.

Hua Zhuyue had the opportunity to see Mu Zhice's face clearly, only to see that his eyebrows were broad, his eyes were bright and bright, and his approachable temperament seemed to be able to see his heart at a glance.

"The girl risked her life that day to report the news at night in the snow, not only saved me, but also saved this side of Baixin in the eastern border of Daning, please accept my worship." Mu Zhice bent down seriously, he seemed very grateful to Hua Zhuyue.

Although Mu Zhice's scope of being the emperor at this time was only more than ten states in the eastern border, he was the Son of Heaven after all, and such a big gift really surprised Hua Zhuyue.

"Your Majesty!" Hua Zhuyue hurriedly dissuaded, "Although Zhuyue is just a woman, I also know that killing the king and forcing the palace is a great rebellion in the world, and anyone who has a trace of conscience in his heart will naturally not sit idly by." ”

"Hey...... But he is looking for it, and the dignified son is not as good as a folk woman. Hua Zhuyue's honesty made Mu Zhice feel sad.

"Girl, please take a seat." Mu Zhice lifted the hem of his shirt and sat down, "Look at the tea." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

You must know that the emperor generally rarely uses the word "please", unless he meets someone whom he respects in his heart.

Soon, the brewed tea was served, and Hua Zhuyue gently stirred the cup with the tea lid, feeling a little surprised in her heart, because she smelled that this tea was exactly the same as the tea that Luo Wenzhao had given her before.

"I really didn't expect this traitor to be so good at disguise, I originally thought that he was just a little unmotivated, but I didn't expect that he deliberately made this appearance for everyone to see, ruthless, unscrupulous, really a complete hypocrite!" Mu Zhice put down the tea cup in his hand and sighed angrily.

As soon as he thought of Mu Zhixun, what appeared on Mu Zhice's face was the grief and indignation of hatred, and after calming down a little, he immediately asked Hua Zhuyue: "Yan Bohou said a few days ago, you have to tell me the secret of Mu Zhixun's rebellion, girl, and talk about it carefully." ”

However, Hua Zhuyue's next move surprised Mu Zhice.

"Your Majesty, the people's daughter is a capital crime!" Hua Zhuyue knelt directly in front of Mu Zhice.

"What does the girl mean at this time? The girl has meritorious service in the community, how can she talk about capital crimes? Mu Zhice stood up in surprise.

"The people's daughter is guilty of bullying the king, and it is the people's daughter who gives Namu Zhixun the opportunity to force the palace to usurp the throne." Hua Zhuyue was reluctant to get up, and as soon as she shouted this sentence, she cried all of a sudden, and her sincerity cut into the bones.

On that day, Hua told Mu Zhice about his life experience month by month, but exaggerated his psychology of pure revenge into the righteousness of his family and country, and said that he had a scheming seduction of Mu Zhixun as a chance encounter, and said that he was desperate at that time and could only hand over the letter to Mu Zhixun as being deceived by a thief.

However, Mu Zhice is not Mu Zhixun, and his eyes are not so sharp.

When a good-looking woman cried heartbreakingly with a pious and incomparably repentant heart, when this girl who was still on the righteous side of this dynasty at the risk of her life after being wiped out by the Daning Dynasty wept bitterly and pleaded guilty, how would this kind-hearted Mu Zhice who had no city to speak of be moved.

Sure enough, the good people's are emotional.

"Get up...... I don't care who you are, I only know...... That night, if it weren't for you, I would not have been able to sit here and talk to you at this moment. ”

"Your Majesty......" The pear blossoms crying month by month with rain are particularly endearing.

Mu Zhice carefully picked up the flower Zhuyue, he really felt distressed and sympathetic for this woman from a sad background and kindness and sincerity, in his stereotyped impression, those women in the dust are often unsightly, but today's flowers and moons made his eyes shine, and he was so deeply attracted to this woman at this time, "Although the girl suffered from the clan and misbelieved in the villain, but after all, she has made a contribution to the society, I have decided to exempt you from the crime of destroying the family as a member of the Hua family." From this day on, you are no longer sinful, you ...... It is the hero of Daning. ”

Mu Zhice's good impression of Hua Zhuyue even exceeded Hua Zhuyue's own expectations in advance, that day, the two chatted for a long time, Mu Zhice even told her about his childhood, the sincerity and naturalness between the words, he didn't regard Hua Zhuyue as an outsider at all.

The late drizzle had wet the plantains in the courtyard, and the hazy sky was already getting dull. Hua Yue knew that it was the right time to say goodbye.

"Your Majesty's grace, the people's daughter is grateful, it's just that it's late, the people's daughter should retire first, if he is in trouble, Your Majesty needs it...... The folk girl is willing to be a dog and a horse. Hua Zhuyue stood up and bent her knees slightly, affectionately gloomy, and then picked up the oil-paper umbrella in the corner of the house and turned around to leave.

"It's getting late...... It's still raining outside. Mu Zhice's right hand was stretched out in the air, as if he wanted to grab something.

"It's too late...... The women of the people must go home. ”

"Yes...... This is your home. ”

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the banana that had been beaten lowered its head, and the oil-paper umbrella that had been rounded was placed on the ground again, and that night ...... The flowers remained month by month.