Chapter 22: Justice!

Liu Ting's eyes lit up slightly when she heard this, and sure enough, it was useful to make this gesture.

"Thank you, God."

Then he got into the carriage.

As soon as I got in the car, my goal was to decorate it in a simple and atmospheric manner, and Liu Ting stood quietly on the side.

I couldn't help but feel a little surprised. I didn't expect the carriage of the war lord to look quite big on the outside, and the decoration inside was so simple.

This report is really out of place in the halls of nobility.

Milan "Sit down." ”

"Thank you, God."

Liu Ting sat on Liu Zhang's right, her eyes silent with her eyes.

Liu Zhang left the corner, and Liu Ting lowered his head and was silent.

Liu Zhang put down the book, poured a cup of tea, put it in front of Liu Ting, and continued to pick up the book to read.

Liu Ting looked at Milan in surprise, and the battle report was pouring him tea!!

This...

Liu Ting looked at Milan with mixed feelings, and then thanked her with tea in both hands.

"Thank you, God."

Milan didn't raise his head and responded lightly.

"Don't say thank you."

So, there should be no problem.

Liu Ting took a sip of tea and put it down.

Along the way, they were relatively silent.

A person holds a book in his hand and reads it carefully, and a person lowers his eyes as if thinking about something.

Finally, Liu Bei's voice broke the silence in the carriage.

"My lord, Ding Wei, we're here."

"Hmm."

"Thank you, my lord, and this girl."

Liu Bei, who called the girl, "......"

"Welcome Ding Wei."

"My lord, the villain is gone."

"Okay, let's go."

"Yes"

After Liu Ting got out of the carriage.

"Liu Bei, let's go."

"Yes."

After Liu Bei made the carriage turn around, he gently shook the horse rope.

"Frame."

The carriage moved forward slowly.

Liu Ting watched the carriage slowly disappear in front of her, her expression was complicated...

In the end, Liu Ting returned to her usual indifference.

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the early morning, the warm sunlight fell through the dense pear blossoms, becoming a little golden light reflected on the earth.

Milan was sitting in a pavilion under a pear tree, looking at the pears with her back against a pillar, with books, tea and delicate snacks on a small table next to her.

The maid came in from outside and said, "Your Majesty, the peerless prince asks to see you."

Milan continued to look outward, speaking softly.

"Let him in."

Maid: "Yes."

"Milan, didn't you say he would come in half a month? Why did you come so soon? ”

"Maybe it's because I saved him yesterday that he came so quickly."

Xiaobai: "Oh, I see. ”

As soon as Liu Ting entered the pear orchard, she saw the woman in the ink robe leaning on the pavilion pillar, looking into the distance.

Liu Ting stepped forward and saluted, "See Wang Ye." ”

Milan looked back and said lightly: "Well, it's free." Sing a happy song today. ”

After saying that, Milan continued to look at the pavilion.

Although Liu Ting came early, it made no difference to her.

"Yes, sir."

Liu Ting sat in front of the piano, her jade fingers gently hooked the strings, and the beautiful and melodious notes entered Milan's ears.

Let Milan have a slightly dry heart and calm down.

Milan listened quietly, and from time to time she picked up a piece of cake and ate it.

Liu Ting, who was playing the piano, had been paying attention to her movements. Seeing that she was looking into the distance even if she ate cake, she knew that the opportunity to perform had come.

Complete a song.

Liu Ting said softly, "Is the prince in a bad mood?"

Liu Zhang looked at Liu Ting with some surprise.

"Did you see that?"

Is she that obvious?

Liu Ting calmly said something rebellious.

"Yes, Wang Ye is obvious. I don't know if it's convenient to talk to the villain. ”

Milan thinks that he will be a male emperor in the future, so it doesn't hurt to talk to him. Maybe when the time comes, he will implement this policy.

"I told you, there is no defense. After going down today, the king sought his majesty's purpose in the imperial study.

I want to build a few bigger charity halls in a few places so that the poor of the world have a place to live.

Let Your Majesty build several sheds, so that people who have no food can get a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun three times a day.

Give them a chance to do what they can.

Then set up a place where you can donate your items or clothes so that good people or nobles can donate things like unused or used clothes.

If charity halls could be open to every place, it would be a prosperous country where everyone had food and a place to live.

Unfortunately, it was rejected by His Majesty, and almost all of the king's money was used to support the army. “

Liu Ting looked at Milan in surprise.

"Wang Ye's idea is huge, and it is difficult to complete."

"It's artificial, and it's not like letting them eat and live for nothing. This is equivalent to providing them with shelter and hope so that they can do what they can and support themselves. ”

"The prince's idea is good, but isn't he afraid that someone will have other ideas?"

"That's when it's good to knock on the door. After all, there is a wide road under the sun, so why take the dark road! ”

"And when the time comes, they can help professional workers build charity halls and build homes!"

"Does the prince have a specific plan?"

He would be interested to see the report, which was written for the country and the people. What's a good plan? I don't know if it's just a plan that will only heat up for three minutes and won't be implemented.

Milan slowly uttered a series of plans.

"Displaced everywhere are the elderly, the sick, and the disabled, who can let the children read and learn Chinese characters and practice martial arts.

Middle-aged and elderly people can tell their own stories, or stories they know, and let others try to write books or stories.

Also, people who have a skill but can't play because they're too old can teach others to continue. “

After speaking, he continued with the next sentence.

"So even in a dead end, there will be a way out."

Chapter 7 The first time it was abandoned, the second time it will be abandoned.

After Liu Ting saw Liu Zhang, his eyes fell silent.

Only he knows how complicated his feelings are at this moment.

It was he who underestimated the heart of the God of War's reporting for the country and the people...

Not only do she have good ideas, but she also has detailed plans.

It's a pity that His Majesty is afraid of her today and doesn't dare to implement the plan, for fear that her popularity will affect her throne.

Liu Ting looked at Milan and then into the distance. His eyes were full of loneliness and desolation, and his mood couldn't help but be moved.

Does he really want to set up a dangerous place for the sake of his own freedom, for the sake of the country and the people?

For the first time in his life, he hesitated...

In the end, the hesitation in his eyes was replaced by firmness. He can do anything for freedom, even his life, let alone a war king!

Suppressing a trace of emotion in my heart, I smiled and said, "The villain has a little silver and can help the prince."

Liu Zhang didn't know what Liu Ting was thinking. If they did, they would say, "We're just a little anxious." How did we get to you and become lonely and desolate? ”！！！

However, she didn't know anything, so she just responded lightly.

"No, it's not easy for you either. Keep it for yourself. I'll think of something else. ”

Liu Ting nodded. "Well, that's good."

Actually, he was just talking, he needed money very much.

"Well, Wang Ben has other things to do, so leave for the time being."

"Yes, sir."

It didn't take long for Milan to return.

The two of them continued to play the piano and admired the pear blossoms.

After lunch, Liu Ting slowly walked out of the battle palace.

Liu Ting looked back at the closed palace door.

Your idea is good, like those who don't have a fixed place, there are really a lot of people starving.

The vermicelli stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road. What noble person would take care of those who live like dung?

Although I will still let you join Huang San Girls' School, I will do my best to protect you.

Will try to help you and help you accomplish what you want.

It's unlikely, but it's useless to try.

Time is easy to throw people away, cherries are red, plantains are green, the years are not alive, the seasons flow, and people can't keep the world. Zhu Yan's words were spent in the mirror.

Five days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the early morning, the spring breeze blows away the dark clouds, and the sun happily shows its smiling face, sprinkling warmth and brilliance on the earth.

As the spring breeze blows, the dewdrops slide off the petals of the pear blossoms and fall into the soil.

Today Milan does not read a book as usual, but paints pear blossoms in a pavilion in a pear orchard.

She quietly paints pear blossoms with different poses and dew.

Suddenly I heard the voice of the maid's child.

"My lord, the peerless son asks to see you."

Milan didn't stop, continued his hand movements, and said lightly, "Let him in."

"Yes."

Xiaobai asked.

"Milan, why did you come so quickly this time? Shouldn't it be a few more days? ”

"He's smart and knows I'm not very interested in him. Of course, he should be a little diligent and make me like him so that he can be free and get rid of his pain. ”

Xiaobai suddenly realized, "Oh, that's it. You humans are too complicated. ”

Hearing this, Milan stopped his pen and continued to paint.

"It's not the people who are complicated, it's the human heart."

Xiaobai scratched his head with his little paws and asked inexplicably, "What's the difference?"

Milan gave me a faint smile.

"It's a long story."

Xiaobai lay down speechlessly.

"Don't talk about it, I'm going to practice."

This is what Liu Ting saw when she came to the garden. A woman dressed in white is as beautiful as the fairy in the painting.

Standing in the pavilion under the pear tree, she always writes with her hands, her expression is serious and focused, reflecting the pear blossoms beside her, making people feel as if they are in a fairyland.

It is said that serious men are the most attractive, and equally serious women are also attractive.

"Look at Wang Ye."

Milan didn't look up, just whispered, "No gifts." Just play there. ”

Liu Ting: "Yes. ”

While playing the piano, he observed Milan from time to time.

Complete a song.

When Liu Ting came to Milan, he saw the vivid pear blossoms on the drawing paper.

I couldn't help but be a little surprised that the painting skills of the war report were so good!

I'd only seen her a few times, which surprised him even more than he had been in months.

What a strange girl!

Liu Zhang looked at Liu Ting, who was looking at the painting carefully.

"Do you know what the flower language of pear blossom is?"

Liu Ting raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"

Isn't it a parting? He wanted to hear what she could say.

Milan looked into the distance and whispered, "Pure and pure love will never be separated."

This is my mom's pear blossom, my dad and my wife's Bell.

I love the purity and holiness of Pear Blossom. “

Milan believes that the love of the original owner is as holy as a pear blossom. She was calculated, had no regrets and hatred, and just wanted to defend her soldiers and him.

Liu Ting was stunned when she heard this, Pear Blossom still meant this, why did she tell herself.

He pondered for a moment, and he understood, her hands were stained with blood, and it was normal for her to desire holiness and cleanliness.

But although her hands were covered in blood, she was fighting for the people, fighting for peace, so she didn't have to.

She said her mother, Wang, would miss them.

Speaking of his father and mother, Liu Ting couldn't help but think of his mother who had just given birth to her sister and sold him into a brothel without blinking. He still didn't understand why her mother was so ruthless!!

When he was beaten, starved, and locked up in a small dark room, he had hoped for his mother to come and take him home countless times, but unfortunately not once...

Later, when he became an incomparable son, his parents came to him and asked his sister for some silver.

At that time, he looked at the tears and said that his parents forced him, and he finally gave it.

Before they left, they left a message saying that they would go back and check it out if they wanted to.

A glimmer of joy of recovery welled up in his heart.

However...

Oh! By the time he went back to his parents, he was already empty and overwhelmed...

At that moment, he understood that he had been completely abandoned...

If you are easily abandoned, it means that you are not important to that person. If you can abandon once, you will be abandoned twice...

From then on, for him, there were no parents, only the freedom he longed for, nothing more.

Liu Zhang looked at Liu Ting silently.

"Just when you don't hear anything, I'm just following the trend."

Liu Ting looked at her empty eyes and looked into the distance. Somehow, she felt like she was in the same boat.

Liu Ting sat in front of the piano, her fingers gently hooked, playing a brisk tune, which was a comfort.

……

Outside the pavilion, the sun was shining and the sky was clear.

In the pavilion, they sat across from each other and ate slowly, as if what had just happened had not happened.

After lunch, Liu Ting retired.

Chapter 8 People always want to feel good, whether they use it or not.

After Liu Ting left, Milan looked at the pear orchard full of spring and couldn't help but smile.

She really just stayed at home to read, draw, and play the piano...... Live your own salted fish life......

She used to love the hustle and bustle of the world, but somehow, it became what it is today.

I don't like all the noise and I don't like to socialize with people. I just like to be in my own little world, with the piano, flowers, books, food, and peace...

Xiaobai's soft voice pulled Milan's thoughts back.

"Milan, I saw a big purple thing like flowers and grass in Tian Ling. How beautiful! ”

Milan poured herself a cup of tea and slowly opened her mouth.

"That's purple jade grass, it's ......"

Before she could finish speaking, Deng Lan's clear voice came out.

"Ah, the purple jade grass is finally ripe, it's amazing!!"

Milan smiled and said, "You also saw that this purple jade grass is Milan's favorite herb, and there is no one."

"Yes, yes, I like this purple jade grass the most. This purple jade grass is very suitable for alchemy. Of course, the most important thing is that it is the most important medicine of regret pills.

It was because of this purple jade grass that I met Xiaoqing for the first time. “

The excitement in Deng Lan's voice couldn't be hidden, it was enough to see how much he liked this purple jade grass.

Hearing this, Milan couldn't help but laugh.

"Huh..... Milan, wait, reminds me of an interesting picture.

Looking at Milan's smile, Xiaobai couldn't help but smile.

"Milan, tell me quickly. What's so funny? ”

"Milan appeared in human form at the time. Looking at his majestic appearance, I thought he was a lost bear Haizi.

I can't even think of it, he is the god that everyone in ancient times was crazy about.

And Milan was still there at the time, inciting me to steal the throne. Luckily, I don't believe in his wickedness! “

After speaking, he glared at Deng Lan.

Deng Lan accepted Milan's gaze and scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Isn't it fun to watch Xiaoqin'er? I just want to see Xiao Qing'er. Will I end up greedy? ”

"Oh~"

On the side, Xiaobai was stunned when he heard it.

"And how the hell did you meet?"

"Milan, tell Xiaobai."

"No, let Xiao Qing'er say."

"Well, that's good."

Milan looked into the distance, her thoughts drifting.

"Here's the thing, I had just been with Ah Yue (a friend of mine, Li Jing. After the conclusion of the contract, he attended an ancient secret place.

At that time, I didn't want to see Brother Mo Xingyuan. When I looked into my eyes, I deliberately lost him..."

Memories of Milan

After Milan walked out of the woods, he scanned it with God's knowledge to make sure that Mo Xingyuan hadn't caught up with him, so he began to examine his environment.

In the distance, the turquoise hills are densely packed in the smoky waves, and in front of you are towering trees.

The waterfall cascading down from the mountain and the clear water flowing in front of us separate the two woods, each with its own world.

Milan flew under the right tree, took out his tools, and carefully dug through the small purple grass that he couldn't see.

When I was digging comfrey, I thought: If Uncle Shi knew that I had only come to this ancient secret realm to collect medicine, then Uncle Shi must give me a chestnut first, and then give me a sentence of 'worthless!' ’。 That's right.

Well, she admits that she's pretty unproductive...

She is very self-aware of Gu Ding or something.

Suddenly, a clear voice reached Milan's ears.

"Why don't you go to Shending? Dig herbs here? ”

Deng Lan saw a little girl from a distance, squatting there seriously and thoughtfully digging Cao Ling, and couldn't help but ask aloud.

Looking for fame in Milan, she saw a young man in Tsing Yi who had been smiling at her for a long time.

His dark hair was naturally tied behind his back with a green band, his skin was fair, and his thick eyebrows were slightly raised in rebellion.

Under the eyebrows are a pair of clear Danfeng eyes, long slightly curly eyelashes, a straight nose bridge, and pink lips, which look extremely enchanting.

Although the man looked like an elf, her first impression was that it was supposed to be a rebellious teenager from some family.

She looked back, continued her movements, and responded weakly.

"People are self-aware, they don't belong to themselves. Don't force it. ”

Dunlan looked at Milan with a ghostly expression.

"You say you're a pretty little girl, how can you say what an old man can say?"

Milan's splendor slid down a black line.