The plague patients were placed in the temple of the City God, which was full of desolation and despair, and the sick people were like the twilight of their lives, waiting only for death. Watching corpse after corpse being moved out of here, their hope of survival became slimmer and slimmer. I thought that the next person to be carried out was myself, but no one thought that there would be a chance to get out of here alive.

Mu Xuefu was holding a boy in her arms, only four or five years old, and her life was hanging by a thread earlier, thanks to Mu Xuefu's timely delivery of medicine, he survived. It's just a pity that his parents, who are more seriously ill than him, died before they could wait for the medicine, and now, he is the only one left in this world.

The child is still very young, although he doesn't know much, and he doesn't even understand the death of his parents, but he can't wake up when he sees his father and mother fall down one by one, and then he is carried away, and he vaguely knows that he will never see his father and mother again. At first, he cried and fussed, but at that time, everyone was in danger, and who would have the heart to care about him. Gradually, he stopped crying and stopped making trouble, because he was too sick to cry anymore. It wasn't until one day that someone fed him a decoction that he survived again.

The child was weak and weak, holding Mu Xuefu's clothes tightly, and staring at Mu Xuefu with a pair of bright eyes, as if he wanted to find a trace of support from her, and seemed to be afraid that she would leave. The beautiful sister who was holding him came a few days ago, she smiled at him gently, talked to him softly, and gently fed him food and medicine. She was like the last ray of sunshine in winter, bringing him warmth, but it seemed to be fleeting at any moment.

"Sister, are you a god in the sky? If you are, can you bring my father and mother back to life? The child looked at Mu Xuefu motionlessly, timid and full of hope. His tears flowed suddenly, pitiful and helpless, "I miss my father and mother so much, they are all dead, and I am the only one left." ”

Mu Xuefu looked at the child in her arms and thought of her former self, and she had hoped that God would send the next immortal to save her family, just like him. However, there has never been a god in this world who saves the suffering, only the devil and monster who plague the common people. She scooped up the warm porridge and said softly, like a trickling stream, "Sister is not a fairy, sister is just an ordinary person." But my sister wants to tell you that even if you are the only one left in this world, you must live bravely. Because your parents are watching you from heaven, they must want you to live and live well. ”

The child seemed to understand and nodded vigorously. He bit his lip, tears rolling in his eyes, but he held back and didn't stay. He drank the porridge one by one, and glanced at Mu Xuefu with each sip.

Mu Xuefu looked at him gently, the warmth in her eyes was like the morning sun soaking the earth, she gently wiped the sweat on the child's forehead, like a mother licking calves.

Jing Rong happened to capture this scene in his eyes, under the dazzling sunlight, the golden aura shrouded her, still unable to hide her natural beauty, which made people only feel dazzling.

As if feeling the burning gaze behind him, Mu Xuefu looked back at him, looked at each other, and the two smiled slightly, and the surroundings were full of charm.

After this incident, Jingrong's reputation in Jiangnan was unprecedentedly high, not only because he saved the people from fire and water several times or appeased thousands of victims, but also because he never put on the shelf of the prince, and shared weal and woe with the victims for several months, never enjoyed a day of special treatment, and only devoted himself to rebuilding their homes.

When I returned to Beijing, it was September, and in autumn, the almost suffocating heat gradually dissipated. There was a slight coolness in the temperature, just like the people of Hengyang City were a little depressed because of the departure of King Chen. Like the dead leaves that hug the branches in the autumn wind, you want to keep them, but you still have to let go.

The journey back to Beijing was very fast, and he returned to the imperial city after a few months of absence in half a month. It's just that when I come back, the view is very different.

King Chen made great contributions to the management of floods and plagues, and Emperor Xuanwu gave him 10,000 taels of gold, 100 horses of silk, as well as a large number of gold, silver, jewelry, and rare antiques to be sent to King Chen's mansion in a steady stream. After this incident, King Chen's fame in Jiangnan has spread to all over the country, and it is even more prestigious in Beijing. The emperor's reward is so bright, which shows the importance he attaches to King Chen.

Since the day of returning home, the palace of King Chen, the door of the city, the guests are endless, there are gifts, there are gifts, there are gifts, there are people, there are people who ask for things, there are flattering, there are courteous, there are courteous

The male guest is naturally entertained by Jingrong, and the female guest must ask Mu Xuefu, the concubine, to come forward.

Although she didn't want to deal with those noble ladies and ladies in the city, as the Chenwang Mansion, these things couldn't be avoided.

There are all kinds of people who can come, some people are diligent and flattering, praising her not only as beautiful as a flower, but also virtuous and virtuous, showing off her wisdom, it is simply a person who has nothing in the sky and the earth to make a generous move, and when they meet, it is a box of gold, silver and jewelry, in order to hope that she can say a few good words for her husband or son in front of King Chen, and hope that King Chen can give some help in her career and someone makes her feel interesting, and recommends her daughter in front of her, saying that King Chen is in his prime, but has no heirs, and should enjoy the blessings of Qi people, let her help intercede with the prince, take her daughter as a concubine, and after keeping it in the house, she can give birth to a son and a half daughter for King Chen.

Although she listened to the slanderous words, she accepted all the gold, silver and jewelry, and even recommended women, and she smiled and nodded in response.

When she turns her head, she will tell everything to Jing Rong, as for how to do it, whether it will be accepted or not, it is Jing Rong's business, and it has nothing to do with her.

Before, Mu Xuefu thought that Jing Rong took the initiative to invite Ying to go to Jiangnan for disaster relief and relief because she was angry with herself, but now it seems that her original idea was too naïve.

Controlling floods, vigorously providing disaster relief, pacifying the people, and curing plagues, any one thing is enough to buy people's hearts. Moreover, several things are added together, and the hearts of the people in Jiangnan are almost collected by him. And this prestige will be of great benefit to him in the future.

At night, after bathing, Mu Xuefu lay on the soft collapse, she was wearing a thin white gauze light luo, the pleats of the skirt were like snow and moonlight, flowing lightly, looking from afar, beautiful and refined like a fairy Chang'e. Three thousand green silks gushed down like a waterfall, and Qingzhuo gently wiped her wet hair, and then used a grate to soak the roots of the hair in lotus oil. The lotus flower is light, fragrant, fragrant and intoxicating, and it is Jingrong's favorite taste.

"How many people are left on the list?" After Qingzhuo dried her hair and smeared the incense, Mu Xuefu sat up and leaned lazily on the cushion, she opened her eyes slightly, and a flash of cold light passed in her eyes.

"There are five more, just because these five people are either not in Beijing or haven't found a chance to do it yet." Qing Zhuo picked up the rock sugar bird's nest on the table and handed it to her, and his soft voice was as soft as the warm mist on the bird's nest, "It's okay to say anything else, but two of them are now captains of the Praetorian Guard, so it's hard to start." ”

"It's okay, there's no rush." Mu Xuefu took the white jade bowl, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of her mouth bent. The silver spoon slowly stirred in the jade-colored white auspicious clouds, and the aroma of bird's nest hit her nose, Mu Xuefu raised her eyebrows slightly, "I remember that before I went to Jiangnan, Steward Zhou only bought more than a dozen catties of blood swallows, why is this just an ordinary white swallow." ”

Qing Zhuo said silently: "That blood swallow was all taken and eaten by Concubine Huafang. The master was wronged, and the slave told Steward Zhou tomorrow to let him send someone to buy it. ”

"Eaten them all?" Mu Xuefu looked at Qing Zhuo in surprise, scooping her hand for bird's nest for a moment, "The prince is not in the mansion during this time, and it is useless for her to eat so much bird's nest." After thinking about it, she smiled lightly and scooped a spoonful into her mouth, "So nourishing, I am looking forward to the return of the prince." ”

"With the quality of Concubine Hua, no matter how much blood swallow you eat, it is not as graceful as the master, and it is for nothing to eat. I heard that she eats bird's nest every day these days, and she has quarreled with Concubine Luo because of the occupation of the kitchen and blood swallows. Hong Shao immediately interjected, her eyebrows were full of sarcasm, and she shook her head and told what she heard in the corner of the wall.

Soon after the master left, the Hua clan asked Steward Zhou for the blood swallow on the grounds of nourishing the body. Steward Zhou originally thought that this blood swallow was of the highest quality, and it was only worthy of the prince and you. I can't bear the Hua family to make trouble, saying that the princess is not gone, and she, the side concubine, is not even as good as a slave. And the princess Yu in the West Courtyard also intervened, and somehow she actually acted for the Hua family, and asked Steward Zhou to give all the blood swallows to the Hua family. Concubine Luo Shu was dissatisfied with the Hua family's possession of all the blood swallows for herself, so she went to ask for them, but the Hua family said that she had already eaten them. How can you eat it all in such a short time, isn't it obvious that you don't give it? Concubine Luo Shu is not a vegetarian, and she didn't care about her identity when she went up, and went directly to fight the Hua family. Later, it was Princess Yu who came forward to settle the matter. ”

Hearing her talk about Princess Yu, Mu Xuefu's expression instantly turned cold, put down the bowl, brushed the hair scattered on her chest to the back, sneered, and said, "Hmph, it's really enough for her to worry about." ”

She naturally knew that Hua Meier, Princess Yu, and Princess Xuan had long stood on a united front to unite against her, and it was reasonable for Princess Yu to speak for Hua Meier.

Hong Shao's round eyes rolled slightly, pursed her lips, and said prettyly: "But she can't worry about it for long, King Xuan's Mansion is about to be completed, and it won't be long before King Xuan's family will leave King Chen's Mansion, and then the master will no longer see them in front of your eyes and annoy you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Jing Rong stepping in with a smile on his face, and said loudly: "Who bothered your master again?" ”

Mu Xuefu followed the prestige, raised the corners of her mouth, waved her hand to let Qing Zhuo and Hong Shao out, and said with a smile: "The meeting is over?" Have you ever eaten? ”

"I've already eaten." Jingrong walked to Mu Xuefu and sat down, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and whispered softly, tenderly, "Clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving, Fu'er is so beautiful." ”