At the beginning of spring in the 24th year of Tiandao, when the ice and snow melted, everything recovered, and the rivers began to slowly resume flowing. Everything was as if it had been born again.

At this moment, in the mortal world, in a thatched hut outside the glazed city, the light flickered, the light was like a naughty beating child, dancing happily, and the person who lived here was named Zhang Yi, this Zhang Yi, is a woodcutter, is in the age of standing, more than seven feet tall, sturdy, with a scar on his face, his face is hateful, he is a bachelor, although he looks unbearable, but he is a very kind person.

It is said that today Lao Zhang still got up early as always, the sky was not yet bright, and he carried the flat pole and rope used to collect firewood, and went to the glazed forest outside the city to cut firewood.

Although the scenery is good, Lao Zhang's mood today is more solemn than in the past, just because today is the death day of his wife and children for three years, and it is also his birthday.

Actually, this Lao Zhang is actually not a single, he originally had a happy family, and everything started three years ago.

Three years ago, his poor wife was pregnant, because Lao Zhang's family was poor, and she couldn't afford to eat nutritious things during pregnancy, so her wife was malnourished, and on the day of delivery, due to malnutrition caused dystocia, and finally his wife left this world with the fetus in her womb, so in the past three years, every day on this day, Lao Zhang's mood is the same as the old tree in the forest that is about to die, lonely, painful, and helpless.

Helpless life has to go on, Lao Zhang lives by chopping firewood for the old man Li in the city, so he has to come to the forest early every day, because he knows that it is late, good firewood will be beaten by others, Lao Zhang skillfully shuttles in the woods, the axe swings out again and again, falls, does not repeat this action a few times, the firewood is full, Lao Zhang skillfully tied the firewood with a rope, after doing this, he is ready to take out the kettle to drink a sip of water and rest for a while before going home, but a touch of the waist, thought, broken, did not bring the kettle, but because of the thirst is not good, fortunately there is a river near the forest, thinking of this, Lao Zhang quickly picked up the firewood and walked to the riverI'm ready to drink the water.

The outer edge of this glazed forest is a wide river, because of the geographical location in the north of the glazed city, it is called the Beijiang by the locals, the previous bend of the moon has just risen the sun replaced, the calm river water flashes orange flashes, quite beautiful, but at the moment Lao Zhang has no intention of appreciating the scenery, at this moment only cares about filling his thirsty body, greedily squatting on the river bank and drinking the river water one after another.

Just when Lao Zhang got up after drinking water and was about to go home, he suddenly smelled the aroma of osmanthus, and then vaguely heard something, like the crying of a baby, he picked up the flat shoulder, followed the sound and aroma and walked, walked not far, sure enough, on the bank of the river, there was a bamboo basket, it was the sound of the baby crying from the bamboo basket, and the fragrance of osmanthus was also from the bamboo basket.

Lao Zhang couldn't even care about the wood that had just been chopped, and ran to the bamboo basket like crazy, only to see that inside the bamboo basket was a baby girl, this baby girl, pink and tender, hung on the neck of a osmanthus made of jade, this osmanthus seemed to be real, and it also exuded the fragrance of osmanthus, this baby girl who was still crying just now, at the moment she saw Lao Zhang, she instantly burst into laughter, and the laughing old Zhang heart was about to be melted.

However, this child is not his own after all, Lao Zhang had to hold back the love in his heart, waiting here for someone to claim the child away, but the time has passed for a while, and no one has come, Lao Zhang silently told himself in his heart, wait another hour, if no one comes to find the child, then take her back to raise herself.

An hour is fleeting, not to mention the person who claimed the child, even the passer-by has never seen one, Lao Zhang thought to himself, this may be the will of God, God sees that he is lonely, so he gave him a daughter to accompany him.

Thinking of this, Lao Zhang quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to the north, and muttered in his mouth, thank God, thank God, thank the gods of all parties, thank Emperor Ziwei, and give me a daughter from this lonely family.

As for why he is facing the north, just because everyone in this Liuli City believes in the Arctic Ziwei Emperor in the north, even to the point of obsession, and this Lao Zhang is no exception, so the first thing he did was to thank this Ziwei Emperor, regardless of the origin of this child.

Emperor Ziwei is the true dragon son of heaven, ruling all the gods, the lord of the gods, and the lord of the stars, and at this moment in the north, in the Ziwei Heavenly Palace of the Emperor Ziwei, a god ran in in a hurry, and everything was not known to be such a coincidence, or someone did it intentionally, Lao Zhang, a mortal, did not know.