In the twenty-second year of Jiawen, on the eighth day of the first month, the sky was cold and the snow was flying.

The snow began to fall on Chinese New Year's Eve and continued until the eighth day of the new year, and the entire capital was shrouded in a white and silver, even the capital of Kyoto was affected, and many dignitaries and nobles were closed, and the year was particularly uneventful.

The snow on the ground was already several feet thick, and the snow on the roof could crush the house.

Obviously, this snow has evolved into a snow disaster, and this is the second time that Emperor Jiawen has been in power for more than 20 years.

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, Emperor Jiawen had already gone to the court in advance to discuss the snow disaster with the ministers, and Emperor Jiawen was the second time to deal with the snow disaster.

The warehouse was opened to release grain, materials, and disaster relief silver, each of which was in good order.

Emperor Jiawen had ten sons, except for the three sons who were gone, and the youngest son, the other five were sent out to relieve the disaster. Even Zhao Yiyi, who was grounded, was lifted and assigned to a poor rural area with severe snowfall to participate in disaster relief.

A simple and unpretentious carriage drove rapidly on the official road, followed by a convoy of supplies transporting supplies, and the journey was fast.

Zhao Yiheng sat in the carriage wearing white crane feathers, three thousand green silks tied up with a jade crown, and the whole person was lazy: "Can you find it?" ”

He played with a rosewood comb in his hand, which was the one Mu Mingshu lost, but it was not the same handle, there were a few cold plum blossoms newly carved on the comb, and a bunch of purple spikes were hung at the end of the comb.

Mo Shi knelt opposite Zhao Yiheng, and said with a serious face: "That person turned out to be Yun Gu who had been missing for many years. ”

"Aunt Yun?" Zhao Yiheng sat up in some surprise, swept away Fang Cai's laziness, then smiled again, and lay down again: "Yes, Yun Gu is General Anguo's right and left hand, and the two are like sisters." ”

Mo Shi didn't answer, but said: "Which one is the county lord of Xianhui singing?" How did she know that there would be a snow disaster? ”

"The county lord of Xianhui is a fairy who came down that day, so she can naturally expect it." Zhao Yiheng's phoenix eyes were raised, his eyebrows were crooked, and there was no smile in his eyebrows after a closer look.

Today is the fourth day of disaster relief, and the princes and ministers who have been allocated relief quotas are all responsible for escorting supplies to various places to distribute them, helping the victims to renovate their houses, and making porridge everywhere, because there are one or two prefectures in the allocated places, and the leaders who come out for disaster relief have to run to several places a day, and they are so busy that their feet do not touch the ground.

However, yesterday I received the news that Zhao Yiyi had eaten rice and grain for disaster relief, but the news was suppressed, if it weren't for Zhao Yiyi's person on Zhao Yiheng's side, this matter would not have reached his ears.

The rice and grain are all out of the treasury, and everyone else is fine, but only Zhao Yiyi has something to do, and the things here can't help but make people think about it.

In addition, since last night, Zhao Yiyi has secretly bought new rice and grain through various relationships, but with little success. As the saying goes, the richer and richer, the richer the family, most of those who open rice and grain shops, most of them are people with status, at this moment, even if they don't want to, they have to put grain out at the price on weekdays, even if it is to make a show, they have to do enough. Zhao Yiyi went to buy grain or borrow grain, but he was really rejected, and only those small shops were willing to sell for those silver.

But the food provided by those small shops is a drop in the bucket.

Zhao Yiyi is not a fool, he is the identity of the prince, no matter how rich and noble the family is, he will give him two points of thin noodles, but this time no one gave him, he naturally thought of the unusualness.

Of course, what Zhao Yiyan could think of, Zhao Yiheng could naturally think of, he didn't have those messy things, so he asked someone to investigate, but it turned out that Yun Gu was doing something strange here.

Speaking of this Yun Gu, she is also a legendary figure, she was rescued by General Anguo Mu Zihan at the border, and later became a powerful figure on the battlefield with General Anguo, so that the enemy army changed color, but after General Anguo died, she also returned to the cloth life because of new and old injuries, and finally disappeared.

It has been so many years since she disappeared, and now as soon as she came back, she gave Zhao Yiyi such a big gift, I don't know if it was her own meaning or Mu Mingshu's meaning.

Zhao Yiheng's mood was very uncalm, on Chinese New Year's Eve, he heard Mu Mingshu order to ask Xia Qiandong about rice grain, he didn't think of the snow disaster at the beginning, naturally he didn't take her words to heart, and when he thought about it at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a chill on his back.

Not to mention the matter of rice grain, how did Yun Gu or Mu Mingshu know that Zhao Yiyi's rice grain was problematic? With Zhao Yiyi's means, this kind of thing can't be leaked so easily.

Pinched the rosewood comb in his hand, the corners of Zhao Yiheng's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, his fingers gently brushed the newly engraved pattern on it, and said to himself: "Mu Mingshu, you are really interesting." ”

At this moment, Mu Mingshu is braised sweet potatoes with the little girls in Shaohua Garden, and there are a few sweet potatoes hidden in the fine silver silk carbon, and when the time is about the same, the fragrance will float throughout the house.

"Pick it out, don't be confused."

Wen Chun hurriedly took the tongs and carefully opened the silver filigree carbon, dug out the sweet potato hidden inside, cleaned the ash on it, and carefully peeled off the melon skin, and then handed it to Mu Mingshu with a small dish of tangled enamel flowers.

Mu Mingshu looked dissatisfied, took the plate and muttered: "It's so particular about eating a sweet potato, I'm annoyed if you don't bother me." ”

Wen Chun burst out laughing: "Girl, I don't want you to do it, what else do you have to worry about." ”

"You're going to let me try it." Digging a piece of sweet potato with a silver spoon, the entrance was sweet, Mu Mingshu nodded with satisfaction, but he was still dissatisfied with his mouth.

"Then forget it, if you want to go somewhere, the ten lives of the slave and maid are not enough to compensate."

Wen Chun stirred the silver filament carbon in the carbon basin, added two more pieces to it, and sighed: "The sweet potatoes in the house are also fateful, and they have to be stewed with silver filament carbon." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice outside the curtain asking Xia: "Auntie is here, the girl is in the house, please come in." ”

As soon as the curtain was lifted, it brought in a bit of cold, and I saw a woman in her thirties and forties wearing a green waist-length Confucian skirt, the cuffs were tied with ribbons, and there were no other patterns except for a string of Poria flowers embroidered on the neckline skirt, which looked neat and neat. All the strands of hair are pulled up, coiled on the top of the head, a silver hairpin is inserted diagonally, a goose egg face, slender eyes, thin lips, although the face has been slightly weathered, but it still can't hide the beautiful appearance of her youth.

"Aunt Yun." Mu Mingshu put down the enamel of the twig flower and ran to the woman in three or two steps like a child.

Yun Gu didn't seem to be able to smile, even if she saw Mu Mingshu, her eyes were full of smiles, but the expression on her face was still like that.

She stretched out her calloused hand and wanted to touch Mu Mingshu's head, but found that she was taller than herself now, so she had to pat her on the shoulder instead.

"Aunt Yun, it's okay to live in the mansion, are you slacking?" Mu Mingshu affectionately hugged Yun Gu's arm and pulled her to find a place to sit down.

"It's all good." Yun Gu's voice also carried a bit of vicissitudes, and she couldn't hear her emotions, but she could see from her eyes that her mood at this moment was pleasant.

Wen Qiu brought the tea, and Wen Chun peeled a sweet potato and presented it to Yun Gu in a small saucer, but Yun Gu raised her hand and refused: "I don't like to eat these." ”

Wen Chun pursed his lips and withdrew again.

"Mingshu." Yun Gu opened her mouth and said, "I have something I want to ask you. ”

Mu Mingshu was taking a sip of rich Pu'er tea, and when he heard this, he looked up, but saw that Yun Gu didn't speak, so he had to wave his hand to send the maid in the back room.

Only Mu Mingshu and Yun Gu were left in the room, and no one spoke first, and the atmosphere was a little cold for a while.

After a long time, Yun Gu sighed and said with some pity: "You kid, how can you be like your mother." Then he turned to the topic: "What is going on with you and Zhao Yiyi?" ”

Although for so many years, most of them have never heard from Yun Gu, it does not mean that Mu Fu has cut off contact with Yun Gu. After Mu Mingshu's family affairs were settled, he wrote a long letter to Yun Gu, in which he had a lot of praise for Zhao Yiyan, and the whole letter revealed Mu Mingshu's joyful mood and the shyness of the woman to be married. At that time, Yun Gu sighed when she saw the letter, Mu Mingshu was a little girl in the end, although she did not come to participate in Mu Mingshu's marriage, but she was still very happy to know that she had found a wishful husband.

It's just that I didn't expect that when I heard her news again, it was overwhelming public opinion, some good and some unpleasant, she wrote to Mu Mingshu and never got her reply, but I didn't want to suddenly at the end of the New Year, Mu Mingshu asked her to go to Beijing to help.

Mu Mingshu lowered his head, squeezed the sweet white porcelain tea bowl tightly with both hands, and wanted to crush it, and after half a ring, he steadily put the sweet white porcelain tea bowl on the table, and then raised his eyes with a clear eye, and smiled sweetly at Aunt Yun: "In the past, Mingshu was blind and couldn't see people clearly, but now, both his brain and his eyes are clear." ”

Yun Gu frowned slightly, staring at Mu Mingshu for a while, she had crawled and rolled on the battlefield, and the temperament around her body was not something that ordinary people could withstand.

Mu Mingshu was no exception, she only felt that Yun Gu's gaze seemed to penetrate the bottom of her heart, revealing everything she thought in her heart one by one, until Mu Mingshu couldn't stand it anymore, Yun Gu retracted her gaze, her voice was still vicissitudes, but with a hint of relief: "You have grown up." ”

Yes, Mu Mingshu has grown up, but her growth has paid a great price, if it weren't for God's mercy, Mu Mingshu at this moment is just a pile of loess and white bones, maybe no one even remembers her.

Mu Mingshu's mood was a little low, if she had grown up earlier in her previous life, neither she nor the Mu family would have fallen into such a situation, and she was still stupid.

She was feeling sad, and Yun Gu's emotionless voice came again: "Zhao Yiyi, he said he wanted to see you." ”