On the ninth day of the ninth month of September, Dongfang Fengjue entered the forbidden city, and a generation of emperors was born.

The first major event was to send people to the two banks of the Wei River to provide disaster relief and rescue. The soldiers who had just come down from the battlefield volunteered to build the river embankment, and Xi Yanxing led the troops first.

Qilin Villa and Shuiyue Villa carried a large number of disaster relief money carts into the palace.

Mu Qinghan even opened the warehouse of Weiyang's grain storage last year, and in half a month, the army and the people worked together to dredge and plug the leakage, effectively stabilizing the flood epidemic in the Weihe River.

And the ministers of the court and China all stood by and watched. Some people say that they are sick and can't go to court, and some people only care about compliments and tricks, and they are busy enveloping the people around Chu Jue; For a time, there was an endless stream of cars and horses coming and going in Qilin Villa.

Several sons who came back from Nanzhao were also complimented, and the threshold of the mansion was about to be stepped on.

Dongfang Fengjue is angry, and the old ministers of the DPRK and China don't use it! Don't you call it sick? Then keep it at home, and you don't have to go to court from now on. Those who are dissatisfied may be closed or degraded; Those who commit the following offenses shall be beheaded or exiled, and they will not be merciful at all.

Dongchu has changed since then.

Dongfang Fengjue changed back to the surname Chu and took Jue as his name. The country name is still called 'Dongchu', and the year name is 'Zichu'.

On the ninth day of September in the first year of Zichu, on the Taihe Palace, the civil and military ministers stood solemnly.

Today's enthronement ceremony does not conform to the old system, and the ceremony of worshiping the heavens and ancestors is not grand at all.

On the fifth watch, Chu Jue, together with Mu Qinghan, Jing Liang, Chu Jin, together with Xiang Tianqi, Qi Yan and Xi Yanxing and others, only took the incense paper and fruit sacrifice to the sacrificial hall and burned it hastily, and then went to the court before the arrival of the ministers.

Chu Jing had already missed it when he came.

"Nonsense, how can you wait for a few hairy children to burn a handful of incense paper casually?"

Chu Jue didn't care, "Prince Jing is not worried, even if the ancestors are virtuous, if the descendants are incompetent, how can they inherit the inheritance?" There was a daunting irresistibility in the words.

Mu Zheng and Dongfang Yin agreed with his approach.

"The junior has become a talent, Chu Jing, you should be a pensioner." Dongfang Yin laughed at him.

Mu Zheng glared at him with a dark face, "In the end, this world is his, and he is willing to mess around with you." ”

Chu Jing was immediately silent.

"Lord Jing listens to the seal!" Chu Jue said loudly.

Chu Jing stood in front of everyone and glared angrily.

"I've personally named you King Wuji Jing today, okay?" Chu Jue ignored his annoyance.

There was a boo from the main hall.

"Your Majesty, this is not in line with the ancestral system, think twice!"

Chu Jue glanced at it, not angry, "What if I insist?" ”

"This ......"

"Intended!"

The officials of the Ministry of Etiquette took the order and went to work.

Chu Jin was crowned King of Jin, hereditary.

Xi Yanxing was named the Duke of the Kingdom and temporarily served as the secretary of the Ministry of War; Qi Yan was named the Duke of Anguo, and temporarily served as the secretary of the ministry; Ye Heng sealed Wu Hou, Wei Xiangdong sealed Wu Pinghou, Lu Shaoqian sealed Xuan Pinghou, Xiang Tianqi sealed the town of Guogong, and temporarily served as the secretary of the Criminal Department.

Dongfang Feng Chi served as the head of the household.

The original large and small official positions in the six ministries were punished or not, and the new Shangshu decided to stay.

Qilin Villa was named 'the first village in the world', the only royal merchant, Dongfang Yin was named the loyal and brave prince, hereditary, and Feng Yuyu was the eldest princess of Ning'an to protect the country, and the princess's mansion and grange property were given.

Feng Shuiyue Villa is the 'silver number in the world', with the right to make silver, and Feng Mu Qinghan is the winged king, hereditary, and is known as the wings to interpret the grace of the emperor's road.

Feng Jingliang is the king of Yan, hereditary; Fiefdom Deer City, and the lord of Deer City.

Feng Qin Yan is the Tiger King, hereditary; Fiefdom Wuling City and Qixia Pass, the lord of Wuling City.

Feng Weiyang is the king of Xiaoyao, and the original prince's mansion is the palace of the king of Xiaoyao.

The king with a different surname has no Eastern Chu dynasties.

The six ministries and nine temples were initially decided, and there were people who were not convinced. Chu Jue was resolute, he didn't talk about the slightest emotion, he sat on the top of the hall day and night, and all the big and small events were consulted, no matter how big or small.

Since Xiang Tianqi took over the helm of the Criminal Department, he has changed his smiling face and played an iron-faced and selfless job to the extreme. He was not implicated in the court, and he was never an official in the whole family. Therefore, he is resolute and ruthless in his work.

Dongchu is united, and all kinds of waste are waiting to be revived.

Five years later.

In the western suburbs of Phoenix, there is a large stretch of luxuriant purple bamboo forest that cannot be seen, surrounded by water on three sides and backed by green mountains.

The water is extremely wide, and it is connected by small bridges.

When the letter came on foot, a formation was set up on the water, and the small bridge was half-covered and half-hidden into the bamboo forest. A little doll of four or five years old has a bamboo leaf in its mouth, and the melodious sound of music wafts through the bamboo forest.

A chubby half-giant panda is holding a freshly dug bamboo shoot, squinting and gnawing halfway there.

The little boy stopped the sound of the leaf flute and made a gesture to grab its bamboo shoots, but the red panda's bulky body flexibly dodged, still holding the bamboo shoots and not letting go.

", you dig another one, and the woman will know about it later, and you will suffer carefully." His milky reprimand, quite hateful to iron is not steel.

The red panda seemed to understand, and whimpered twice, very aggrieved.

The little boy got up with a grin, twisted his little butt and ran to the red panda, tugging at its ears and saying, "Let's go, let's dig far away, it's too late for her to find it, hehe." ”

One man and one bear, disappeared into the depths of the purple bamboo forest after a while.

Passing through the bamboo forest, there is a courtyard on the east and west.

With the double-row purple magnolia with a thick bowl mouth as the wall, the houses on the east side are relatively new, and the dozen or so houses are compact but not crowded. Herbs are planted in all the open spaces inside and outside the courtyard, some of which are not visible to the soil, and some are in full bloom.

It is connected by a trail that winds and turns until it reaches the western courtyard.

The houses on the west side are simple and heavy, and at a glance you can see that the courtyard is magnificent: the cloister hugs the building, and the mist and half the corridor flowers in the courtyard; Far pavilion deep platform, smoke willow painting bridge wind yarn.

On the Zhongyuan Pavilion of the Southwest Lake, the little girl was dressed in a light purple delicately embroidered robe, and the corners of the robe were being lifted up without knowing what to carry, and she crossed the nine-curved wooden bridge into the green curtain, and a red panda twisted her fat waist followed closely behind.

The veil was lifted by the spring breeze, and the little girl looked extremely beautiful although her face was frosty.

A purple-clothed woman in the pavilion put down the ancient books in her hand, lifted the curtain with her hand, her voice was melodious and melodious, and she called from afar, "Brother Han." ”

The little girl looked up at the black-robed man standing by the lake, and called him coldly, "Uncle! Then he lowered his head and fiddled with what he had just brought with his robe.

The sun is only one pole high, and it is full of colors.

Mu Qinghan's eyes were moist, but his heart was warm.

Mu Zheng turned his hands behind his back and turned around from the back of the house, quite displeased: "What are you doing again, there is nothing to do for you?" ”

Mu Qinghan didn't care, and followed Mu Zheng to the pavilion slowly.

Before Mu Zheng entered the pavilion, the little girl came to hold his hand and called affectionately: "Grandpa! ”

Mu Zheng's eyes narrowed with laughter, let the little girl lead her over and sit down, took the tea handed by Mu Qingyan and drank half of it, and then glanced at Mu Qinghan: "What's the matter this time?" ”

Mu Qinghan smiled faintly, hugged the little girl and sat down on his lap, and played with her with his head down. Suddenly, he said: "The emperor will get married next month, won't he return to Beijing?" ”

Mu Zheng nodded, "Go back, only your aunt will be left alone in Shuiyue Villa, and she will work hard." ”

Mu Qingyan knew that his grandfather couldn't give up his two children, so he kept delaying and refused to return to Beijing. At this time, I heard him say that he would go back, and he was in the middle of it.

"Uncle, my mother can be in charge of You Long Xin Pavilion when she is six years old, do you think I can be five years old?" The little girl asked Mu Qinghan solemnly, "My mother said that the world involved in You Long Xin Pavilion is complicated, but I think I know all those things, and it is not difficult to take charge of them. ”

Mu Qinghan pinched her cute bun face, "Zuo Ning is the best, when you return to the capital, let your mother hand over Youlong Xin Pavilion to you to take charge, if you don't understand anything, just ask again, there is an uncle on the left and right." ”

"Is what my uncle said true?" Zuo Ning rarely changed his cold temperament, and asked eagerly and persistently.

Mu Qinghan looked at her eyes, and said with a straight face: "It's hard to chase after a horse, pull a hook?" ”

But for a moment, the little girl hesitated again.

Mu Qinghan asked with a look in his eyes.

"Uncle, I'm worried that Master will be lonely when he leaves." Zuo Ning looked like an adult and worried.

Mu Qingyan glanced at her, "Of course your master will also follow, otherwise you can't bear to leave him?" ”

The little girl raised her head and glared, "What about the herbs I planted?" ”

"Stupid, isn't there still a little uncle here, doesn't your little uncle know how to grow medicinal herbs?"

The little girl thought about it for a while, and then nested back into Mu Qinghan's arms, wrapped her neck tightly around him with one hand, and whispered next to his ear, and the red panda on the ground leaned on her leg boringly and rubbed lightly.

Linglong invited everyone back to have breakfast across the waterfront, and then went to the bamboo forest to find the little boy with a loud voice.

"Shen Jun has followed your temper alive, and he is so naughty!" Mu Qinghan sat down on Zuo Ning on his shoulder, and scolded Mu Qingyan with a smile, "You said that you have not looked like a lady since you were a child." ”

Mu Qingyan didn't reply, followed behind Mu Zheng, and walked leisurely towards the Jiuqu Bridge with one hand covering the sun.

As soon as the family sat down, Linglong came back with a dripping pant leg. With an aggrieved face, he complained to Mu Qingyan: "Miss, the little master bullied me again!" ”

Zuo Ning glanced at her and retracted his gaze unhurriedly.

It was this unhurried action that made Linglong angry, and roared angrily, "Little Miss, what kind of eyes are you?" ”

"You're stupid!" Zuo Ning was in a rare mood and explained half a sentence.

Linglong didn't follow, and leaned towards Mu Qingyan while holding the trouser leg that was still dripping with one hand, "Miss, woo woo......"

"Why don't you go and change your clothes and eat, and when that little ghost comes back, I'll laugh at you again." Mu Qingyan took the soup spoon, put the smooth fresh fish porridge that Liuli had boiled for a morning in a bowl, sent it to Mu Zheng and Zuo Ning, and asked casually, "Zuo Ning, have you asked Master and Niangniang to eat?" ”

Before the words fell, Shen Luochen and Yunxi came in one after the other.

Mu Qingyan looked behind the two of them, "What about Brother Xun?" ”

Yunxi said good morning to Mu Zheng dignifiedly, and then greeted Mu Qinghan before taking the soup spoon from Mu Qingyan's hand, and adding porridge to the remaining bowls, "I went into the mountain early in the morning, and I am not a child anymore, don't worry about him." ”

Shen Luochen glanced at Mu Qingyan with burning eyes, reached out and hugged Zuo Ning, who was holding his thighs, and gently tucked her loose hair behind her ears, "Ning Ning needs to eat more to grow taller and as beautiful as her mother." ”

"Daddy, my mother is not as beautiful as me!" After Zuo Ning glanced at Mu Qingyan, his dissatisfaction was obvious.

Everyone laughed.

Shen Jun came in with a roll of his eyes and mocked, "Young Master Ben really hasn't seen the Young Master of Youlong Xin Pavilion who is being held!" The little body moved neatly and arrived at Mu Qinghan's side, "Uncle, you are here again." ”

Mu Qinghan picked him up and put him on his lap, "Do you have an opinion?" ”

"I guess, you will definitely take me back to the capital this time." Shen Junren is a big ghost, and he laughs so unexpectedly.

The crowd laughed again.

"Shen Jun, stretch out your little paw and show me!" Mu Qingyan glared at the unwashed dirt between the nails of his little hands, and glared angrily.

Shen Jun was a thief, jumped off Mu Qinghan's thigh and ran to the basin and shouted, "Mother, you are so stingy, it just dug up your two bamboo shoots, and you need to be angry, be careful not to be beautiful!" ”

Mu Qingyan jumped to his feet angrily, "Dead little ghost, you see that the old lady doesn't want you to return the old lady's bamboo shoots back today." As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and went to catch the little bear, but the bear was so well-behaved that he had already hidden under the table, and could not come out.

Shen Jun washed his hands and came over to hug her thighs and begged, "Mother, it's wrong, I'll never dig purple bamboo shoots next time!" He muttered flatteringly, "If you want to blame it, you can only blame the purple bamboo shoots for being too sweet, and you can't help it." ”

"Yan'er, let him eat first, and the porridge will be cold later." Yunxi looked at Shen Jun distressedly and pleaded with a smile.

Mu Qingyan took Shen Jun's collar and pressed him to sit on the chair, wrinkled his eyebrows and said fiercely: "You don't give me this set, wait for me to lift your skin when you are full." ”

Mu Zheng only has the joy of family between his eyebrows, and there is no more decisive momentum on the battlefield back then.

Zuo Ning swallowed the fresh fish porridge in his mouth, and sighed faintly, "Sure enough, it's the young master of the beggar gang, what a scoundrel." ”

For the mother-son drama that is staged almost every morning, everyone has long been accustomed to it.

Shen Jun only cares about eating his porridge, and it doesn't matter to him if you say that you go through the sky, that's called a calm.

Three years ago, Shen Luochen finally refused to take on the old covenant and married Yunxi as his wife. A home was set up in the newly built courtyard on the east side, and the husband and wife were very harmonious. After getting married, he turned a spade and a pickaxe into a medicine garden in the original military exercise field, carefully cultivated and cherished medicinal herbs, and occasionally went into the mountains to collect medicines.

Due to the warm climate and Shen Luochen's careful care, Yunxun's condition gradually stabilized, and he has been even better in the past two years.

Hua Lu and Hua Xun also lived here for a year, and finally returned because they couldn't give up Butterfly Valley.

Zuo Ning grew up in the medicine garden since he was a child, and he has a natural spirituality for medicinal herbs. Shen Luochen taught her hand-in-hand, very attentively. Zuo Ning has made rapid progress, at the age of five, his techniques and skills are beyond the reach of ordinary doctors.

Shen Jun is even more obsessed with the formation, he doesn't need special guidance, he just needs to see you do it once, and he can never forget it. Mu Zheng personally instructed and taught all the family inheritance in only two years, and he had long forgotten the rule of not passing on foreign surnames to his ancestors.

Mu Qinghan slowly passed on the master's learning to him, this little thing is very greedy, how much he learns, and he doesn't shout hard at all.

The formation on the water outside the forest is his masterpiece, simple but effective. Every time the phoenix came, it took a lot of effort to get into the forest. The medicine garden in the east courtyard is also re-planned according to his arrangement, which place is the road and which place is the garden, where is the value of what kind of flowers and trees, there are all kinds of things, and the clouds often can't get out.