In September of the 10th year of Xuan Jing, there were several floods in the central and western China. The emperor gave the victims two stones, and the drowning person officially died.

Ding Hai, it rained heavily, and the electricity shook, and the ground in Beijing accumulated water for several feet.

Geng Yin, the emperor and queen avoided the main hall, reduced the dinner and prayed for all the people in the world; Xin Mao, reduce the crime of imprisonment in the world to the first class, and release it below; Guinei, Jingxi, Heyang, Hebei and Chengfu were rented by Shuimintian. All immigrants are taken care of; Ding You, ordered the northern roads to lose brocade and silk to pay for the border clearance.

After several days of heavy rain, the thick clouds on the horizon became thinner, and the sun finally showed its little face.

The sunshine poured into Miyagi like gold, which immediately made the mood of the civil and military officials in the Qing Dynasty clear.

In the evening, the Zhumen in the main hall of Xihua Palace was knocked three times outside.

After a while, a maid-in-waiting walked into the inner hall with small steps and said to Meng Tinghui, who was relaxing her royal robes, "Empress, Zishantang told me that Master Fang personally sent the imperial concubine and two princes."

Meng Tinghui looks a little tired. He took off the crown from his bun in front of the mirror and whispered, "Please go home and rest, and ask your wife and princes to wait in the outer hall."

The maid-in-waiting replied in a low voice and hesitated when she wanted to retire, but when she saw her slightly bewildered face in the mirror, she bowed her head and hugged her sleeves and retired.

It has been nearly eight years since the first month of Xuan Jing's reign, when the emperor's book was published. The queen has given birth to a daughter and two sons: the eldest daughter, Ruotao, is seven years old and was inscribed as Chu less than three days after her birth; Ruohua, the eldest son, and Ruoren, the second son, were born in Xuanjing for four years and seven years respectively. Now they are just children of the governor who have been working for a long time.

In the autumn of the seventh year of Xuanjing, the emperor accepted Fang Huai, a bachelor of Hanlin, as the teacher of Zishantang, and taught his wife to be enlightened. In the spring of eight years, the eldest prince entered Beijing and studied in Shantang. At the beginning of September this year, the second prince Ruoren, who was only three years old, also entered the pension hall.

However, this year, a disaster happened, and there was a heavy rain in mid-September. From the west to the area around Gyeonggi, countless people were drowned in folk fields. The emperor and queen moved to the Baohe Hall in the palace, where they stopped eating regularly and ate vegetarian food to pray for the virtue of heaven.

The female officials of the Commercial Grain Bureau couldn't bear to let the emperor and queen starve, but they were really sorry for the little prince who had just turned three, so they secretly had dinner with them. Who knows this story leaked and was reported to the queen's command. The queen was immediately furious and even fired several people from the palace, and ordered the three emperors and queens to stop working on the day shift and enter Xihua Palace.

When the door of the temple opened, the maid-in-waiting whispered a few words to the little yellow door outside, and turned to call Fang Huai back. She bent down and let the wet nurse lead three handsome and well-dressed little people into the temple.

After a while, Meng Tinghui walked out slowly from the inside, saw three children, frowning pointedly, turned around and sat casually in the high chairs set by courtiers in the second house of the temple, folded up their cuffs and looked at them without saying a word.

"Mom."

The nearest little girl knelt down first, made a serious salute, then lowered her head and waited for her to speak honestly.

A boy next to him immediately knelt down and whispered, "Mom."

The last little boy was only about three years old. Seeing his brother and sister like this, he couldn't help but kneel awkwardly and say, "Mom."

The nurse waiting at the corner of the temple was beyond endurance. She was about to break when she was dragged down from behind by two maids.

Meng Tinghui didn't ask three people to get up, just sat and stared at them lightly.

For a long time, Ruotao couldn't help but look up, and her beautiful little face was covered with shame. Little red lips said softly, "Mother, I know I made a mistake. Please punish her."

"What's wrong with you?" Meng Tinghui looked at her.

Ruotao pursed her mouth and said solemnly, "It rained heavily on several roads in the middle school, and many people were displaced and homeless. Father and mother avoid the main hall, stop eating regularly, reduce the people's tax, comfort the refugees, and think about the world. It is really great kindness. The day before yesterday, our minister was greedy for meat, ignored the orders of the father and the mother to be vegetarian in the palace, humiliated the heaven and demanded that the mother be punished. "

"Please also ask your mother to hand over her sins." If Kay is around, she will follow.

It's just that if Tough looks at his brother and sister with wide eyes, his face will be blank, his small body will be wobbly and he can hardly kneel down.

Meng Tinghui frowned slightly and asked her, "Did you come up with this yourself or was it taught by others?"

Ruotao blushed a little and murmured, "I dare not lie to my mother. It was Master Fang who taught my children and ministers to say this on the way to Chua's. "

Meng Tinghui looked cold and scolded her: "Your father was worried about the victims, and he was too tired to eat for more than a month. There is an imperial edict in the imperial palace, ordering the palace to have meals regularly up and down. As a Chu Jun, you don't care if the imperial edict kills your father. You also lead two imperial brothers to eat meat openly. What do courtiers and people think of this matter once it reaches the outer court? In a few years, you will enter the Chinese Department as Chu Jun and study politics with Zaizhi. Why are you so ignorant? Fang taught you to say so today. If he didn't teach you, don't you know you made a mistake? "

If Tao is wronged, he will kneel down and say nothing. His big black eyes were full of tears, but he bit his lip stubbornly and refused to cry.

If he is in a hurry, say to him, "Mom, calm down. I really can't blame your sister for this. They are all ministers ... "

The door of the temple outside suddenly creaked open.

If you are sharp-eyed, you will get up from the ground and rush at that person like a sharp arrow. Your little body will suddenly bump into that person's leg, and you will lift up your face, open your eyes and shout "Dad!" "

The widow picked him up, held him in her arms, strode in and said to the two children who were still kneeling on the ground, "Get up."

Hua hesitated, got up and turned around and said, "Dad, it's all my son's fault. Let the mother stop punishing her sister! "

Hearing this, the widow raised her eyebrows and glanced at Meng Tinghui. Her eyes were clear, but she said, "What are you angry about?"

Meng Tinghui leaned back, slightly helpless, knowing which maid-in-waiting could not stand her eyes. She went to Ruisi Temple to inform him that he had come to "save people" so soon, so she got up and said softly, "Why do you spoil them so much?" Then he turned back to the inner hall.

If Tao is still kneeling, he will whisper, "Dad, it's my son who made his mother angry."

He whispered, "Get up." Then he released Ruoren from his arms and said, "Let's take two royal brothers down to study and practice calligraphy."

Of the three children, the daughter's temper is the most like her own. Growing up, she has been very quiet and doesn't like to talk. Although she was enshrined as a storage object from birth, she was extremely sensible and was very popular with the old ministers of the second house at a young age.

"Thank you, Dad." Ruotao stood up, quietly took Ruoren's little hand, called Ruolu again, made a ceremony, and left the temple together.

He watched the children fade out of Zhumen, then slowly turned and walked into the inner hall.

The tall bronze mirror was full of flowers, and she sat upright with several thin silk shirts folded in her hand. When she heard his footsteps, she was silent and kept dropping her eyes.

Because several roads were flooded in junior high school, he reduced the tribute to brocade and silk yarn from the north before, and now most of the clothes used in the palace are cotton silk. Since the third year, Shen Zhishu returned to Beijing, and Yan Fuzhi handed over the Yan family shop in Chaoan to his father's house. Before long, he went to Beijing with Shen Zhishu. Because of his exquisite clothes and makeup, he was highly sought after by those famous girls, so he opened a tailor's shop to sew dresses for famous ladies, which is where Meng Tinghui spent a lot of money in the palace.

This time, since the use case in the palace was replaced by cotton silk, she naturally took the lead in putting on cotton silk, and even the courtiers in this capital did not dare to spread the brocade flat. Yan Fuzhi even changed the materials used in the shop, and the rest of the money was used as the northern border fee. As a result, businessmen in the whole capital and the south and north roads of Heyang collected a lot of money, thinking that the court would help the disaster relief.

Her contribution to this matter is warm in his eyes and in his heart.

Over the years, her heart has been filled with him, his country and the world, his people and all the people. She is a capable minister who understands your heart, a woman who shares life and death with him, his wife who shares joys and sorrows, and the mother of his three children.

It is a gift to have her alone in this life, and he wants nothing more.

He walked behind her, leaned over and kissed her hair, and her thin lips left her ears. "What, are you not angry with me?"

She hummed, "I dare not."

He smiled and bit her delicate and sensitive earlobe like a tiger. "I heard people say that people in the Grain Bureau are unruly and coax Ruoren to eat some meat. If Hua can't help eating, it's worth scolding her like this. "

She sighed softly and looked back at him. "If she is an ordinary princess, she is your eldest daughter, and you will ignore her for the sake of saving. I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at her in this world. " If I don't punish her in the palace, what if I fall into the hands of a willing heart outside? "

With that, she took his arm slightly angrily. "I just taught them. Who told you to pretend every time?" Coaxed children don't kiss me ... "

He smiled and pulled her up and held her in his arms. "Didn't you hear others say if open and if benevolence like you? Look at Ruoren's agility and impudence, just like a three-year-old doll. "

She made a small fortune in his arms and didn't feel soft. She casually threw her thin shirt on the box and buried her head in his chest. "Have you been here for a long time? Don't you have to go to Ruisi Temple again? "

"As soon as I saw you, I didn't want to leave." His voice is deep and dumb, and it hasn't changed for years. It's easy to light the fire in her heart.

She was held by him and walked to the bed, her ears were a little hot, and she said, "I feel a little better when I see it clearing up today." Who knows that there is news that the child has not kept the imperial edict, so I can't leave it alone? "

Ruotao, Ruohua and Ruoren, although they have different personalities, are all carved in powder. Which palace maid doesn't cherish them? Fang Huai, the outspoken teacher of Zishan who was re-elected, often praised the three children for their cleverness. Now, she would rather go against the queen's wishes than teach Ruotao, who is usually quiet, to say such things.

He drew the curtains and held her down. "I know that you are the most painful, and I am afraid that she will not go well in the future." She is so smart today because of your years of education. "

She wrinkled her nose. "Her temper and you had the same. What I think on weekdays is buried in my heart, and I refuse to spit out a word. This burden is heavy. Although I blame her and punish her, I feel really sorry for her. "

He looked at her sideways. "This is the fate of people born in heaven."

She suddenly raised her face, hugged him tighter and whispered, "So I love you, too."

The sky is getting dark and the night is getting thicker. There seems to be tiny gold particles floating in the air, which makes his delicate face clear and distinguishable, and his eyebrows, eyes and lips are confusing, which makes her fascinated.

How many years?

It's been twelve years since Gander met in Chongzhou in the spring of twenty-four years, and Jingxuan has been with the imperial city for ten years in autumn.

No matter from the rainy night in Gander 14, or from the night when Gander was born in 6 years, she was destined to be his person in this life.

Secretly, he suddenly said, "Today is the day to arrange for Deqian's funeral?"

She didn't say a word, and it was a long time before she nodded.

Long hair gently brushed his arm across the back of her neck, like slender seaweed, which suddenly reminded them of many old memories.

At the beginning of the third year, Xuan Jing was defeated. Emperor Nian captured Bei Jian alive and escorted him to Beijing. Xiang's family was worshipped by the county king and got a residence in Beijing. It's been several years, but the water supply is still small.

She wanted to ask, but didn't. Is it because he cares about her and is afraid that she will feel sorry for her, but he will think of his childhood?

However, when she gave birth to her daughter and her daughter was enshrined as a repository, she never thought about it again, but moved to protect her calf and kill her heart.

Every time I see my daughter's lovely smile and small appearance, she can't help thinking, if she never leaves him and her for a hundred years in the future, what great misfortune will her daughter suffer in this world? What kind of burden will this little shoulder bear, and can anyone protect her, help her and love her?

In order to make her daughter's future career as an emperor smoother, she can do her best to punish the children of the northern imperial clan, or she can do this.

It's just that he never showed the idea, so she never mentioned it.

But now she can finally understand that what happened in those days has nothing to do with people and reason. That's just a plan made by a man who has gone too far to make his descendants not have to suffer by themselves in those years.

She can't hate her father like this all her life, just as she can't really feel at ease with the northern sword clan.

In the past seven years, people in the imperial clan have been dying of old age or illness. Now Xiang Deqian also died of sudden illness half a month ago, and she was relieved a little.

But how can she tell him these thoughts in her heart?

"Now that the flood has passed," his deep voice rang again, "why don't you take Ruotao, Ruoyi and Ruoren to Xi Du to visit their mother and father sometime?"

Her face clung to his left chest, listening to his heartbeat, and her mouth gently "hmm".

He really understands her.

Otherwise, I wouldn't choose this time to tell her about it.

He waited for her for seven years, maybe he was going to wait longer until she really got over it-not that she didn't hate it, but she chose not to hate it.

She can't change the past. The only thing she can do is to forget the hurt and hate in her heart, hold on to the love in her hand and live a good life for the person she loves.

Fan wai's second scene was announced for eleven years.

In the spring and March of the 11th year of Xuan Jing, flowers were blooming outside the old palace in Suiyang, the west capital, and the lotus pond between the temples was clear, with broad leaves glowing with golden green in the sun.

Ruohua and his younger brother Ruoren are playing by the pool, and a well-dressed man is standing not far from them. Although his sideburns have turned gray, his back is still straight, and traces of his handsome and thin youth can still be seen on his wrinkled side face.

He looked at the two boys with his negative hand, his lips bent slightly as thin as a sword, and he didn't say a word, but his momentum was still to be reckoned with.

"Grandpa Huang!" Ruoren jumped on me as soon as he turned around, and two wet hands grabbed the man's robe hem. "Brother, he bullied me!"

If Hua wears a small face at the back, he says angrily, "I didn't!" " "

Hershey bent down and picked up Ruoren, then pulled Ruolu over, and a little warmth gradually appeared in her eyes. "You have been in Xi Du for so many days, have you ever thought about your father?"

"I don't want to!" Ruoren stared, and the child said, "Without my father, no one would force us to practice swords!" "

Ruohua couldn't help patting her chubby cheek and said angrily, "If this word reaches my mother's back ear, I will be punished with you!" "

The corners of my mouth reminded me a little, but my voice was a little cold: "Tian Jiaman, who is afraid of practicing sword?" After that, he released Ruoren and said to the two children, "Go to the back yard!"

Tough, suddenly faded, small body wriggling, mouth did not move.

Without saying anything, he turned and trotted away in the direction of the north tinker.

He Xi looked down at Ruoren, who was less than four years old, and finally smiled helplessly and grabbed him by the collar and helped him up. "When your father was your age, he dared to ride a horse with a bow."

If Tough sees an opportunity, he will lie on his chest and refuse to move again. He smiled shyly and said, "Grandpa Huang, Grandpa Huang, Grandpa Huang ..."

When Meng Tinghui came out of the temple, he saw his son's approximate cheating at a glance. Now he is angry and happy. He stood in Dan's majesty for a moment, then turned to look at the bridge by the pool.

The small arch bridge arched in the pool, and Ruotao, wearing a tulle skirt, stood quietly on it, feeding koi fish in the pool and welcoming Huan.

Ying Huan stood by the bridge in a red dress, her head tied like a cloud. Although her appearance is no longer young, her eyes and eyebrows are still like smoke, and her gestures are so beautiful and noble.

If Tao raises his little face, smiles from time to time and gives her a small bait cup in his hand, he still looks a little like her.

Koi fish in the pool prances from time to time, splashing finely.

Meng Tinghui watched for a while, and suddenly felt that he couldn't bear to disturb the time between the child and the two old people. So he turned and found a stone bench to sit down and enjoy the beautiful and warm spring sunshine.

Everything is peaceful in junior high school this year. From the meeting of Zheng Dan's grand court at the beginning of the year, she took care of many chores of northern fiefs in North Korea, and then took three children to the west to see the emperor and the king of peace. It has been five days since then.

I was confused before I came, afraid that I really couldn't face them calmly, and even more afraid that they would feel uncomfortable when they saw me, but after I came, I found that all my worries were unnecessary.

How many storms the old couple experienced when they were young, how much love and hate they experienced, and how many world situations they witnessed. The hatred of those countries and enemies has long been as light as smoke in their eyes. How can there be a gap with her?

Now in their eyes, she is just the woman their beloved son loves.

And she looked at the two old people get along these days, is she envious?

Hate each other for ten years, take a look at each other, and then haunt each other for a lifetime ... people are always the most ruthless, but under this ruthlessness, they have the most unwavering love.

Light to the extreme, love the strong.

She only hopes that she can stay when she is old, and she can look at him with her head white, smile and hold hands, and sleep in a hole.

"Empress."

The female voice behind her suddenly called back her thoughts. She looked back. "What's the matter?"

The maid-in-waiting happily presented a letter with yellow corners and said, "The emperor just ordered the handmaiden to show it to the queen."

She took it suspiciously, pushed open the maid-in-waiting and quickly opened it.

Eyes slowly swept past, these words are so familiar, but they are so dazzling that her eyes are sour.

For a long time, she closed the letter paper, held it in her hand, and gently sipped her lips.

For so many years, she never knew how much he loved her.

Behind the letter are the winter and December of the first year of Xuan Jing.

What was she doing then?

Soon after she entered parliament, she was busy studying military affairs day and night.

But he is already planning her and his future.

Including the vast territory in the north.

At the beginning, he cut off several roads in the north and made her a fief. She thinks this is his decision forced by the situation. Who would have thought that as early as the first year of Xuan Jing, he had made up his mind to use this territory to taste the consequences of her national subjugation, so as to gag everyone in the world ... and then he made her his queen.

But before he could speak, something happened in the north.

But what really touched her was not only his hidden thoughts for a long time, but that the two old people actually allowed him to do so.

Throwing away the hatred between the country and the enemy, the country and the world have been soaked in the blood and sweat of two people, so that they can re-divide the territory of the former enemy and the heir to the empire so calmly. If they are not fully aware of his love for her, how can they be so open-minded and tolerant?

As she thought about it, she couldn't help looking up at the weeping willow bridge not far away, just to see the corners of Ying Huan's mouth rise slightly and smile at her every move.

The fundus is suddenly wet and astringent.

Although she has no parents since childhood, it is enough for her to get his love and sincere treatment from his parents in this life.

There was a burst of footsteps in the distance, and an attendant came running in a hurry. Seeing her sitting nearby, she couldn't help stopping at once, sweating profusely, and said, "Report to your mother, the soldier company in Chengtou just reported that it was ... she saw James J.S.Wong from a distance. It seems that the emperor is coming. "

Meng Tinghui was very surprised and stood up at once.

She came to Xi Du alone with her three children because he was too busy in Beijing and was not good at opening a western festival, and only spent a lot of money from the state treasury.

Why did you follow her footsteps to the west this time?

After thinking for a moment, Tao came to her side, gently pulling her skirt and saying, "Mom, Mom ..."

As soon as she looked back, she saw Ruotao and her face softened. "What's the matter?"

Tao's eyes bent with laughter and whispered, "Grandma Huang just told me that today is her mother's birthday."

She froze.

On the seventh day of March ...

I should forget that this day 30 years ago was when she was born, and it was also when his mother emperor joked that she should be his crown princess.

After all these years, she finally returned to the original point.

She once thought that she could win his heart because of her unremitting efforts, but the fate between her and him had already been doomed by heaven.

She bent her lips and smiled. She leaned over and touched her daughter's long hair. She said softly, "Why don't you go out with her mother to see her father?"