"Exquisite and drunk, the phoenix swims, the waist is as slim as a willow; the grass orioles are long, and the green butterflies are fluttering. It is a heartless place, and it is natural that there is a lover. The lotus heart is hazy and unforgettable, afraid of thinking, messing up the spring water of the river, and can't bear to drink.
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It was spring, and there was wind in the south of the Yangtze River. The waves on the Qinshui River were ripples, shattering the blurred reflections of the lamps on the banks of the Qinshui River.
Mocheng, the largest and most affluent city in the south of the Yangtze River, was leaning on both sides of the Qinshui River, listening to the songs of the singers coming from the painted boats on the river, and slowly lost in the twilight.
This is a city full of life and glamor. Along the Qinshui River, there are rows of painted boats along the way. The boats are filled with singing, soft and waxy, with enough charm to make people fall into it. The reflections on the screens of the boats
The graceful dancing posture of the woman's slender waist made people standing on the shore feel envious and jealous.
"Zhuzi, when do you think we can go to these paintings and enjoy it?"
The Qinshui River is very wide, but there are few bridges, so many people make a living by ferrying on the river bank. At this time, a boatman who has no business looks at the figure on the boat and smells the warm fragrance that makes the air
The taste, the sincere sigh.
"Humph, Mingzi, you are too uninterested. The girl on this boat is pretty good, but my goal is to make a lot of money and go to our Chunfengdeyi Building in Mo City, even if it means getting nowhere.
Wherever I sit, I also want to watch the performance of Miss Shaoyao, whom I admire."
"Yes, me too! But I like Miss Jasmine!"
Another boatman on the side could hear the conversation between the two people and came over with interest. When Mingzi heard what the two people said, the girl from Chunfeng Deyilou also appeared in her mind. Her appearance and temperament were better than those of the prostitutes in these paintings.
The woman is many times better!
So Mingzi felt ashamed and secretly vowed that she would make money to support Miss Shaoyao. However, the two boatmen on the side didn't know if they were thinking about the same thing, but they also fell silent in unison.
The shore was quiet again, leaving only the sound of guests inviting boats and the "squeak" of the boatman's oar.
In such an environment, a cruise ship slowly came from upstream, breaking through the shallow light on the river, and shuttled on the night river unique to Mo City. The lights on the ship were bright, because it was spring, and the flowers were in bud but could not be blocked.
The spring was cold, so a screen was set up on the boat to block the wind. A tall figure behind the screen was reflected on the screen. He pulled out a hairpin from his head and picked out the wick. I wonder if he heard the singing outside, so he got up and started walking.
He came out from behind the screen and stood on the bow of the ship.
His face was like jade, his eyes were red and phoenix, and his green hair was fluttering in the wind like a waterfall. His thin robes that had become spring were flying in the fragrant wind of Qinshui River. As the boat moved forward, it brought him the broken waves.
The posture of an immortal. He looked at the Qinshui River with swaying lights and Mocheng, the second richest city in the entire Great Xia, with a faint smile on his lips.
It was a smile that belonged to him, elegant and noble, just like the purple jade crown on his head, with the aura of a noble man that he was born with. From time to time, there were women coming out of the painted boats by the river. Seeing such elegance
All the people were stunned. One little maid even broke the dishes in her hands.
"Second brother, are you ready to marry a sister-in-law, so you are standing here waiting for a woman to be fascinated by you and throw herself into your arms?"
Just when the young man was standing on the bow of the boat, a light suddenly came on in a black room on the boat. Then when the little maid was breaking the dishes, the door opened, and a handsome man with a hearty smile came over,
Standing next to the original young master and facing the wind, he never forgets to tease those around him.
"Yi Feng, since Mo City has arrived, you can go back after meeting Feng Mo Ling, the lord of Mo City tomorrow. I know you miss your wife who is eight months pregnant."
The young master was not angry because of being teased, but instead talked about something else. When Zhou Yifeng heard about his wife and his unborn child, his expression became less cool. He glanced at Mian Ruru.
Seeing his second brother Nan Xijun who was always smiling, Zhou Yifeng could only shake his head and returned to the cabin.
He should pack his luggage back to Qincheng. Now the new emperor has mastered half of the situation in Daxia. If it weren't for the fact that Wang Yuanshao of Runan and the Queen Mother were two uncertain factors, perhaps the new emperor would have won the final victory long ago.
It's a pity that the Queen Mother has never made any mistakes and cannot blatantly let her step down, and the thoughts of Yuan Shao and General Hai are not easy to fathom. The emperor's path is not necessarily easy because he has no military power.
In this way, it is imperative to train and lead troops by oneself. Only by having a trusted army in hand can the new emperor not suffer losses. But training troops requires not only people, but also money, and the new emperor cannot use the money from the treasury at will.
To train their troops, they could only come all the way to Qinshuihe Mo City, hoping that the city lord of Mo City could join their camp.
To persuade this matter, the new emperor sent Nan Xijun, because Nan Xijun had never lost in negotiations with others. And the lord of Mo City, Feng Moling, started to be the lord of the city six years ago, and in just six years, he brought Mo City to ruins.
To be so prosperous must have great abilities, so Nan Xijun's mission on this trip is to draw the lord of Mo City to the new emperor's camp and let Mo City pay for the emperor's army.
If you have money, you will naturally have soldiers!
Nan Xijun was thinking as he blew the warm fragrant wind. He was not very sure about this trip. On the contrary, he had traveled to so many places over the years but had not heard a single bit of news about that person.
The royal family said that she was dead and everything had settled when he returned. He only heard that the fire that burned down the entire drunken garden was set by a woman named Chen Linlang. Then Chen Linlang
After all, it snowed for the first time in Qincheng after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
He heard that on the second day, both the emperor and Yuan Shao were seriously injured. One had several cuts with a sword, and the fatal sword almost hit his heart; while the other had a black arrow piercing his abdomen.
It was so big that there was no possibility for both of them to survive.
When he returned, the only thing that greeted him was his elder brother's serious face that had not changed for a century, but on that face, he also saw a flash of love and nostalgia.
He knew that the eldest brother must understand everything, and he also knew that the eldest brother sincerely regarded her as a family member.
But how could such a smart woman and such a smart child be wiped out by a fire! So he has been looking for that person all these years, but found that he had traveled half of the country, but there was no trace of that person.
At the same time, he knew that many people were looking for her. He remembered that time when he was attacked, he fell asleep and woke up early, and heard someone saying that she must not take that secret out, and must find her and kill her.
He didn't know what secrets she carried, he only knew that he wanted to see the woman who was so well disguised, but whose true identity was revealed because of her milky smell.
Just, is there a chance?
The boat drove slowly and gradually arrived at the largest pier on the Qinshui River. There were many boats at the pier, and some were struggling to carry the goods. A group of officials in official attire were holding torches and lanterns, waiting on the shore.
The ship docked, and the lord of Mo City was also the prefect of Mo City. Just because Mo City was the original capital of Daxia, the prefect of Mo City called himself the lord of the city and was directly under the jurisdiction of the emperor. However, because of the sudden change of ownership of Da Xia ten years ago, the royal family
The connection with Mo City has been lost, so now if the emperor wants to regain the sovereignty of Mo City, he must send lobbyists.
And Nan Xijun is the lobbyist.
The officials greeted them diligently. The leader looked like a master, with a wrinkled face and a smiling face that looked like a blooming chrysanthemum. At first sight, Nan Xijun was a little uncomfortable with this overly enthusiastic face, but
But he just smiled gracefully and went ashore with Zhou Yifeng.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Nan Xi Junnan and Mr. Zhou Yifeng Zhou? I am Master Gou Shiye of Mo City. I am here to await the arrival of these two great ladies by order of the city lord."
The leading master raised his hands forward and was respectful, but his expression did not necessarily indicate that the two men sent by the emperor were afraid.
It seems that Mo City is getting more and more out of control! Feng Mo Ling, the governor of Mo City, did not come to greet him in person.
Nan Xijun and Zhou Yifeng looked at each other and returned the greeting tacitly. They glanced at the people around them seemingly casually and said calmly: "Why don't you see the prefect? Is there something urgent that is more important than the emperor's?"
Nan Xijun specially used the title "Prefect" to remind Feng Moling that he was a courtier of the emperor no matter what. As expected, Master Gou's expression changed as soon as he said this, not because of fear, but because of embarrassment.
In fact, it's not that the people in the Mocheng government office don't understand the rules. He, the master, also reminded the city lord to come to greet him in person, but unexpectedly, the city lord was called away by the vixen from Chunfengdeyi Building early this morning. At this time, the city lord didn't know what he was doing in Chunfengdeyi Building.
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I don’t know why their city lord got involved with the vixen in Chunfeng Deyilou this year and in his weak crown year! You see, now, he actually ignored the people sent by the emperor and sent people to urge him several times. However, the city lord replied that he was allowed to do this.
Arranged by Master.
City Lord, Gou is a master, not a post officer. Although Mocheng is rich now, what will you do if you offend the emperor? Huh, it was all caused by that vixen. If Chunfeng Deyilou hadn't suddenly appeared five years ago, the City Lord
As for whether it has become like this, the handsome young man who used to read poetry and books instead wandered around the place of brothels and fireworks!
It’s true that a child cannot be taught!
Master Gou lamented in his heart, cursing like a vixen in his heart, but he still had a chrysanthemum-like smile on his face, and apologized to Nan Xijun: "My lord, you are serious. The city lord does have important matters, so Gou can only wait to greet him temporarily."
.The city lord will definitely hold a banquet to apologize tomorrow, please don’t blame me!"
Master Gou was not afraid of anyone, but it was hard to offend the people sent by the Emperor, so he hurriedly brought a luxurious carriage, took care of Nan Xijun and Zhou Yifeng to get into the carriage, and also thoughtfully helped the two of them with their personal children.
The servant prepared a small carriage and escorted the two people towards the city lord's palace in a mighty manner.
The footsteps of carriages and official servants woke up the sleeping night owl on the street corner. As soon as Nan Xijun and Zhou Yifeng entered Mo City, they saw that the streets were clean and tidy, and the shops on the streets were lined up row upon row. Some of the shops that had not yet closed were bustling with activity, and the worker standing at the door was smiling.
The people who were welcomed and sent off looked actually more prosperous and happy than Qincheng.
This Governor of Mo City is indeed very powerful, but I don’t know who he is?
To be able to manage Mo City so well is probably not a simple person.
The rumble of a carriage came from the front of the quiet street, from far to near, fast and rhythmic. The two of them were thinking about themselves and before they had time to react, the carriage suddenly swayed and stopped as if something had happened. The two of them were inexplicable.
, opened the curtain and took a look, only to see another carriage suddenly appearing in front of it. The driver did not seem to see this official official, and was reining in the neighing horse to stop it.
"Zhu Xin, you think the wages are too much, don't you?"
A childish voice sounded, still sounding like a child, but with this voice, a romantic and evil spirit rushed towards their faces, making Nan Xijun and Zhou Yifeng stunned. What surprised the two of them was that those
The officials in Mocheng and Master Gou both trembled and looked very unhappy.