Outside the cold palace, Mu Jingzhao held the sesame pill in his hand and walked slowly towards the cold palace.

The Praetorian Guards stationed outside the Cold Palace all saluted and greeted Mu Jingzhao when they saw him, "Your Majesty." ”

Mu Jingzhao raised his chin indifferently, and when he came here, he instantly noticed that the cold palace was different from the past.

If this time was placed in the past, it should be the day when Jiang Ning told the story.

Today, however, there is no one.

Even, Lin Zheng, who was supposed to be in the Praetorian Guard group, was nowhere to be found.

Could it be...

What went wrong?

"Where's the mother?"

If you go back to the emperor, Niangniang is in the cold palace. It was obviously a very ordinary reply, but Mu Jingzhao felt as if he saw something different kind of uneasiness on the faces of the forbidden soldiers who replied.

He didn't ask any more questions, and walked up the steps.

As soon as he walked to the door, he saw Lin Zheng in the corner of the wall, who was walking towards the cabbage field with a flat pole.

Not far away, Jiang Ning was sitting under the eaves, looking at Lin Zheng intently, holding a string of sugar gourds in his hand, eating with a smile.

Mu Jingzhao paused, he took out a sesame pill from the plate, put it in his mouth and bit it, then turned around and left the cold palace.

Jiang Ning chewed the sugar gourd in her mouth, while watching Lin Zheng pick up dung happily, she sighed in her heart, she was really smart, and she could actually get another free labor for herself through such a wonderful method.

At least for now, these jobs are not afraid that no one will do them.

Xu is because his martial arts are quite strong, Lin Zheng seems to have no effort to pick up dung.

He was so engaged in his work that he soon filled two buckets, put a stretcher on his shoulder, and hurried to the vegetable patch.

It seems like a no-brainer.

Jiang Ning looked at him, and his thoughts seemed to have flown far away.

That was three years ago, when she was still called Jiang Leyin.

Her father is the most famous salt merchant in Li County, and her mother is a famous embroidery girl in Suzhou.

When she was young, Jiangning's family was wealthy, her parents were loving, and her sister was sensible.

Her father knew her thoughts, and he never suppressed her thoughts and erased her wishes like ordinary people.

On the contrary, he encouraged her and supported her to try to work hard.

Jiang Ning is twenty-eight years old, and he can go back and forth with the buyer for hundreds of rounds, and finally make the other party willingly accept the lower price.

She is the pride of her parents, the role model of her sister, and the eldest lady who is favored by everyone in the house.

At that time, Jiang Ning was free and wanton, daring to think and do, and his character lacked the gentleness and virtue of a woman, but more of a man's heroism and determination.

She is full of enthusiasm, reads and writes, and works hard to learn business, hoping that one day, when her parents are old, she can support the family business and give her sister's family a stable and comfortable home.

Until one day, when the new emperor ascended the throne, the emperor issued a proclamation announcing that all salt mines in the country would be nationalized along with salt production and salt sales.

She remembered that she had seen the notice first, and she returned home with trepidation, thinking that disaster was coming, and told her father what she had seen.

She had thought that her father would be sad and sad.

But what she didn't expect was that her father smiled gently and told her that this was the emperor's decision for the country and the people, and that they, as ordinary people, should believe in the emperor and support the emperor.

The emperor will let them continue to make salt and dry salt, and the salt of the Li River is still in her hands.

None of this will change.

Jiang Ning instantly understood that they would continue to make salt, but everything had to serve the emperor and the government, and she no longer had to negotiate with buyers or transport salt.

Although she was dissatisfied, she still believed that her father's words would not be wrong.

Her mother once told her that when she encountered a major event, she believed that her husband and father would never make any mistakes, which has been the case since ancient times.

So, she no longer complained, and began to deal with the order.

Her family's salt would be shipped to all parts of the country for sale, so she had a lot of dealings with the gentry and nobles everywhere.

Among them, there are many gentry who signed a contract with Jiang Ning's family for a few years because of their trust.

Now that the salt industry has returned to China, this order cannot be realized, so they can only terminate the order one by one and compensate for the loss.

Jiang Ning will always remember that day, it was mid-March, a sunny day.

The date for the return of the industry is imminent, and the backlog of orders has not yet been successfully resolved.

In order to solve her father's burden, she took the initiative to solve problems for her father and went out to negotiate the termination of the contract.

She remembered that the buyer was particularly difficult that day, and she said that she had talked to the other party for two hours before the other party finally gave up on asking them to compensate for the loss.

Even though he was physically and mentally exhausted, Jiang Ningtou felt an indescribable pride and pride in his heart.

Because of her, she lived up to her father's expectations.

When she walked to the house not far from the house with the termination letter in hand, she saw billowing smoke rising from the direction of the house.

She felt bad in her heart and hurriedly ran home.

What caught my eye was the scene of a raging fire and corpses all over the field.

The smell of blood was very strong, so strong that it seemed to have invaded Jiang Ning's internal organs and six lungs.

So much so that for a long time, she always felt that the smell lingered on the tip of her nose, and she couldn't get rid of it.

At that time, she even forgot that she should cry. She was numb and expectant in that courtyard, rummaging through corpse after corpse.

Looking at those faces that I am so familiar with that I can't do it, they have become unrecognizable and lifeless.

All of them were pierced through the chest with a sword, killing them instantly.

There was no hesitation, no pity.

She didn't know how she did it all, she just knew that she should go down, and as long as she tried, her parents would have a chance of survival.

Finally, in her father's study, she found the two bodies that were still hugging each other tightly.

Mother and father lay down in the middle of the study, and the father hugged her body and let her bury her face in his arms, just like when he made her angry, there was no difference.

It took her a lot of effort to turn the two of them over, the same wound, the same way through her chest.

The mother's head was tightly buried in her father's arms, and the father was holding her shoulders stiffly, and there was even a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth.

She didn't have to think about it, she could guess what her father would have said at that time.

He will surely say, "Don't be afraid, ma'am."

Madam, I'm here, not afraid.

His father's smile seemed to instantly break all of Le Yin's psychological defenses.

She fell into the arms of her parents and began to weep bitterly.

I don't know how long I cried, but Le Yin felt as if she had heard an inaudible cry coming from a corner of the house.