The news of the crown princess Nafu spread widely, but several months passed, and there was no definite news.

There is another happy event in Beijing, the first talented woman in Beijing, the daughter of the Liu family, and finally the youngest son of the Mu family, has been hired, and the marriage is scheduled for mid-October, which is a good day.

When it comes to Liu Miaoqing, there is no one in Beijing who doesn't know this person, but the little son of the Mu family, because he doesn't go out much, few people know him, I heard that he looks good, he has been to a poetry club a few times, and he hasn't seen anyone he has befriended, and his temperament is quite quiet.

Many people feel sorry for Liu Miaoqing, and they pick and choose, and they pick such a person, there are a lot of people who are better than Mu Xiaogongzi, and they don't know what to think.

Some people also think that Mu Xiaogongzi is also the son of a squire, although the Liu family is prominent, and Liu Miaoqing is now an official residence, but there is no need to rush to enter the family to be a son-in-law, right?

There are many rumors, but no one can say the name of this Mu Xiaogongzi, which shows that people are really low-key and rarely go out of the house.

Because of Liu Miaoqing, Su Yan was also a little curious about this little boy Mu, and accompanied her to the shop to pick it up this day, "When will I take that little boy Mu out?" ”

Liu Miaoqing has been picking and choosing in the past few years, and she has no one to match, but now that the marriage has been decided, she wants to see what kind of person this Mu Xiaogongzi is.

Su Ju quipped in a quippy tone, fiddling with the things at hand, "If you can make Miss Liu think, she must be a good little boy." ”

Liu Miaoqing only said, "People have names." ”

Su Mian raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I don't marry others, how do I know what other people's names are." ”

"I also came to pick up objects for Xiaolangjun in person, which shows my intentions!"

Liu Miaoqing: "."

Only Dongdong and Liu Miaoqing's maids were seriously picking out objects for Liu Miaoqing on the side, but they really didn't know much about the things used by these men's families.

After picking a few pieces for a day, Liu Miaoqing found that not everything is suitable for pulling Su Liu, at least this thing is not good, that mouth is.

The next day, she directly entrusted Liu Hang and Pei Yu'an to choose some things for herself that ordinary men can use on weekdays, all of which are the best, regardless of the amount of money.

This matter let Su Yi know, and there was another sigh, let Cai Yi know, and it was another lecture.

Although the old emperor lingered on the sickbed, although he still knew everything outside, he found that Cai Yi could manage Su Dependent, and he was also a lot relieved in his heart.

Now that Cai Yi is in charge, his body can be regarded as reassuring.

It can be seen that the decision to promote Cai Yi was right.

In October, Liu Miaoqing got married, and the husband and wife were harmonious after marriage, and whenever she stayed late, Mu Xiaogongzi had to come to pick her up.

After a long time, there were many envious voices in Beijing, all saying that Liu Miaoqing was blessed, and some people said that she had a good eye, a good eye, and chose a good husband.

After the New Year, news came from the south, Chu Yang rebelled, civil strife continued, Chu Guang had no time to fight, news soon came from the border pass, the south took the initiative to propose peace, after the beginning of spring, Xie Xun and his party can return to Beijing.

This battle has been fought for nearly two years, and the time is so long that everyone can't remember what Xie Shizi was like in the past, but they only know that now they have great achievements and good looks, and the man in Beijing is the only man with the best skin.

The matchmaker was about to break the threshold of Pingguo's mansion, but Pingguogong didn't plan to show his son, he just felt irritable, and even wanted to wait for his son to return to Beijing, and the father and son lived separately.

Different from the prince of Hepingguo, Lord Liu and his wife are very worried about their son's marriage, their son is in the officialdom with divine help, and he is promoted very quickly, and now in the Hanlin Academy, the future is even more unlimited, but this marriage has not been cared about.

In the past two years, he has seen many people, but he has not responded to any of them, always saying that he has no intention of having personal feelings with his children and is dedicated to the court.

As the days went by, Mrs. Liu saw some clues, but she just sighed, when Su was still in the palace of King Jing, she liked this girl, but in the end there was no fate.

Knowing her son's thoughts, she didn't urge it anymore, for fear that it would backfire.

This kind of thing has to be seen by himself before he can let go.

The old emperor lingered on the sickbed, and gradually stopped asking about the affairs of the court, and threw them to Su and those ministers, anyway, there were Cai Yi and Xie Yu'an, and there was nothing big about it.

I asked the chamberlain around me every day when the queen would come.

The words spoken every day, every three sentences will never leave the queen.

After the beginning of spring, Nan Chujin signed a peace document, and Xie Xun and his party were able to return to Beijing to resume their lives.

He was dressed in silver armor, riding on a high horse, his skin was not as fair as before, and there was a few more murderous spirits of the people in the army between his eyebrows, where was the swaggering appearance of holding a paper fan, leaning on the railing and raising his eyebrows and smiling at the girl's house.

Above the court, Xie Xun accepted the reward, and everyone else complimented Ping Guogong, saying that he taught his son well, but Ping Guogong snorted coldly, abandoned his old father at home, and ran away from home for more than two years.

Even Liu Miaoqing said that he had changed and was stable.

Su Xun knew that for Xie Xun, this stability was not easy, and the best friend of the young man was only in his mind from now on.

When they went, they were two, but when they came back, they were one, and the white horse now knew where to go.

Towards the end of the year, the civil strife in the south subsided, Chu Yang took the throne, and there were constant disputes, and he wanted to leave the strategists around him for reuse, but the strategists did not say goodbye.

Shen Ru regretted returning to Dajin, but did not return to Beijing, leaving a handwritten letter, which was sent back to Beijing by someone and handed it over to Su Sui.

He has no intention of going to court, and now that the four seas are peaceful, he has nothing to think about, and he wants to see the great rivers and mountains outside.

In the thirty-sixth year of Jingyang, the emperor died of illness, and the imperial daughter Jinyang succeeded to the throne, and the following year, the name was changed to Yonghe.

The crown princess succeeded to the throne for five years and recalled the prince Song Jingwen, who was stationed at the border pass.

In the eighth year of Yonghe, the emperor died, reigned for eight years, was only thirty-one years old, had no heirs under his knees, and left an edict.

The new emperor succeeded to the throne, and the following year, the year name was changed to Changping, continuing the original old policy, reusing Cai Yi, Liu Hang, and Liu Miaoqing as the old ministers.

Xie Xun was stationed at the border pass, and Pei Yu'an resigned from his official position and left Beijing to stay in Suzhou.

"Ding—Mission Completed: The World is Peaceful."

"May I ask the host, is it out of the original world?"

【Yes】

"Executing orders, disengaged."

"The order is executed, the mission reward will be issued within three working days, number 888 is looking forward to serving you again, I wish you a happy life!"

Feeling that the surroundings were quiet, Su Wei slowly opened her eyes, the light of the screen was a little dazzling, she covered her eyes, looked around, the surrounding environment was familiar and unfamiliar, as if the experience of the past ten years was just a big dream.

The night breeze blew through the window, gently blowing the history books at her desk, and she got up to close the window.

The pages of the book are turned and the handwriting leaps into view

'In the eighth year of Yonghe, Emperor Qingping died, and Song Jingwen, the son of the clan, succeeded to the throne, and the world was peaceful'.

This is the end of the text, and the heavy stone in my heart has finally landed.

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