Three years later.

There was a long rain in Yuecheng, the capital of the capital. Although the rain was not much, the gloomy sky was always overwhelming, which made no one want to go out. The prosperity of the market in the past seemed less clear in the haze, and only the thin shouts of the vendors were left, and there were few people coming and going.

However, although there is a little lonely scene, there is also a peace in the tranquility, which makes people feel extremely comfortable.

Today, the majestic imperial city is in a state of solemnity, and everyone in the court looks nervous.

The man on the dragon throne looked cold, and snorted coldly, throwing the note to the ground.

He said sternly: "Is this the result you gave me? Ah? The flood in Jiangnan, isn't the military pay added to the treasury? Didn't you all sing and dancing in the mansion in the past? Ah? Now it's time to need silver, you are all pretending to be poor here! Are you ungrateful wolves waiting to die if I raise you? A bunch of waste!"

The prince took the lead in remarking: "Father calms down, the floods in the south of the Yangtze River are not what we want to see, but the natural disasters are ruthless... My sons and others have been trying their best to save the people from water and fire. The ministers also do their best to save the disasters and the people... The father is the emperor, and he is extremely kind and protects my people. God has eyes, so we are afraid that we can't stand this flood?"

After hearing the prince's words, the ministers below agreed to the support, talking about the wisdom of Emperor Shengwu and the happiness of the people.

Emperor Shengwu's face calmed down when he saw his beloved son.

The second prince had a faint brow and felt disgusted with the prince. He knew that the flood in Jiangnan was indeed short of money, and everyone should do their best. However, the prince and his followers were arrogant and extravagant. Not only did they privately hide the silver and avoid handing over it as military pay, but even the complaints of the flood in Jiangnan were reduced again and again, and they never really considered the victims of the disaster in Jiangnan. But he was about to refute, but he expected that the third prince would rob him first.

"Father, anyone with a discerning eye can see it. Some ministers are determined to ignore the lives and deaths of the disasters and the people. They keep secrets at home and do not pay any money. The court officials intend to disobey their wishes. They ask their father to investigate thoroughly. Those who are the only ones will be punished severely." The third prince's face was cold and he could not see what he was thinking. He has always agreed with the prince, but he did not speak today.

When Emperor Shengwu heard this, his eyelids moved and slowly said, "The Third Emperor has a vision... The flood in Jiangnan, haha..."

The third prince continued: "Father, although the treasury has tried its best to rescue the victims, there is still a vacant place. Once the treasury is exhausted, the victims will still be difficult to rescue. My son suggested that it would be better to ask the Ministry of Revenue to call wealthy businessmen from private businesses to raise funds to help the people of our great cause to overcome this disaster."

The prince did not expect that the third brother would come up with this trick and blurted out: "Many merchants are civil untouchables, and all merchants are not traitors. How can these people be involved in the affairs of the court?" He looked at the third prince with vague anger and looked at the third prince with contempt.

The third prince did not care about the prince's forced eyes and chuckled: "The emperor's brother probably hasn't heard of the public news recently? The newly emerging southwest of the southwest, the son of Hongyi, the son of Yongpingmen, took over almost the entire southwest commercial transactions, and his family property was countless, and he helped hundreds of victims, which were deeply loved by the people. If he was willing to cooperate with the court to provide relief to the victims in the south of the Yangtze River, the court could save this amount of expenses. If he refused, even if he was taken back to the court, it would be a good foreign aid. Why not do it? If he despised his origin only because of the untouchable class, then His Royal Highness would have a good solution to the floods in the south of the Yangtze River?"

The prince's eyes were half-closed and his lips were pursed. Although he had never heard of this person's name, he was moved by the third prince's words. After all, he did not want to empty his pocket to others.

Emperor Shengwu did not listen to the remarks in the court. He listened to the third prince's words and thought about it for a while, and said, "This method seems to be feasible. Since the third prince is familiar with this person, it must have been implemented for a long time... This matter will be left to you. The person who came here, ordered the third prince to summon Mr. Hongyi, the prince and other princes to assist in the matter. If the flood in Jiangnan is relieved, I will definitely be rewarded!"

The third prince curled his lips, and a trace of sinister eyes flashed across his face, and he saluted: "My son will accept the order!"

Although the second prince did not know who this Young Master Hongyi was, it sounded like he was always thinking about the people. He also wanted to help the third prince do this well, so he obediently accepted the order.

There was not much else in the court that disturbed Emperor Shengwu's thoughts, so he simply solved the tricky hot potato of the flood in Jiangnan and announced his retirement.

As soon as he retired from the court, the prince kept the third prince: "The third brother has a good start today. Why didn't he tell me about Mr. Hongyi in advance?"

"Your brother is suspicious?" The third prince had always been directed at him, and his lips curled gently.

"You have always been at ease in your work. I am not ignorant of it, but I am just afraid that the untouchables are determined..." The prince held his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with a look of judging.

"Don't worry, brother, this person has known the emperor for a long time, but he is just helping. Besides, I heard that the emperor lost a gambling shop in Jiangnan a few days ago, right? He happened to be gathering for Mr. Hongyi to provide relief and then save the money to fill the gap. Wouldn't it be great?" The third prince leaned closer a little and whispered in the prince's ear.

When the prince heard this, his eyes rolled for a while and said with a smile: "It seems that my third brother is the one who wins my heart the most..."

"This is natural." The third prince nodded and smiled, "Since the emperor's brother is fine, the emperor's brother will take his leave..." Then, he bowed and left the hall.

Compared with the deserted city and the seriousness of the court, Yu's mansion today seems particularly lively.

Although today is not a special holiday, it is indeed the return date for Yu Moqing to expire in the three years. Because there has not been too much news from the court in the past three years, but everything in the courtyard is well, and most sinners are signs of improving their morality. In recent years, Mr. Yu has worked diligently in the court and dared to neglect or miss him. Emperor Shengwu specially approved Yu Moqing to return to Beijing two months in advance at the beginning of spring this year.

For three years, everyone in Yu's mansion has been looking forward to the arrival of this day, and for this reason, the entire mansion has been preparing for her to welcome her back from yesterday.

With expectations, the Yu couple even rushed back from the Chu Mansion with rare hope.

Mr. Yu's face was full of spring breeze, and his eye sockets were deeper for three years, but today he smiled and turned into crescent moons. While he carefully looked at the Qingqing Pavilion that the workers had renovated, he checked the original objects in her boudoir.

Yu's mother also urged the chef to make many delicious dishes in the kitchen, for fear that after these years, her beloved daughter would suffer abnormally outside, so she would not eat more to nourish her body when she came back.

My second sister finally left the Chu Mansion and couldn't help chatting with her eldest sister. She has been widowed for three years, but she is thinking about Yu Moqing who is still in Jingzhou. She knows how she will be better than her widowed life in the girl's house.

For a moment, the Yu family revealed joy and excitement, and the two sisters even guessed how the sister would look like.

Several clever servants had already stood at the door of Yu's mansion, looking from afar whether there were any carriages and horses coming.

The morning passed by, and the spacious road in front of Yu Mansion was still empty.

The carriage that had gone to pick up Yu Moqing seven days ago has already set off. I calculated that it would be here today. How could I not go home yet? There is not even a carriage.

Yu's father sat at the table with a little uneasy and frowned and said, "It's already noon, why haven't the people arrived yet?"

Yu's mother comforted: "Maybe the road has been delayed. Hasn't the water level of the Yangtze River rise recently? Is there any flood in various places? It is normal for some delays in carriages and horses. Don't worry..."

When Yu's father heard that it was reasonable, he nodded.

Although the eldest sister looked a little hesitant, she also said, "Dad, I heard that the supervision of the nursery in the girls was strict. Even the sinners were not allowed to carry things on a daily basis. Qingqing left so in a hurry and didn't even bring the book she liked. She must be very bored on weekdays and didn't know how to fight. She has been locked up for so three years and has suffered a lot. Now she has finally come out and must have seen some fun things on the road."

The second sister nodded and echoed: "Yes, we Qingqing is a childish person. When we see the fun, we must not want to let go easily. Let's wait..."

After hearing this, Yu's father and Yu's mother had to wait quietly.

At this time, a luxurious and magnificent carriage drove on the road outside Yuecheng. Because there were many stones on the road and because there were continuous rain in the sky, the road was bumpy and muddy, which was very difficult to walk.

However, the luxurious carriage seemed to be dissatisfied and insisted on whipping away very quickly, not caring about the splashing soil at all.

A stove of sandalwood was lit in the carriage, which slowly spread out its own fragrance. The closed windows were revealed in the wide spread, as if they were going to make the rainy day look even more hazy and confused.

A plain hand with blue and gray jade gently lifted the curtains, the green onion fingertips were extremely slender, and the fingernails were painted with a layer of pomelo-colored cardamom, which was dipped in some drops of water, and it was faintly shining. Accompanied by the sound of a rain of water, the jade bracelet made a pleasant sound.

"Master, the rain is getting colder, and the car has not improved for a while. The wind is very easy to blow in, so don't freeze." The driver did not turn around, but heard what the person in the car did based on his voice. He didn't stop driving in his hands, and he cared a lot on his mouth.

"It's rare to come to the suburbs once, so why don't you have to take a good look at this beauty?" The woman's voice was cold and gentle. She looked at the misty rain outside the car, and a smile was on the corner of her mouth.

"Master, if you suffer from a cold now, your subordinates will not be scolded by the female master and Yanghua, and you will feel that your subordinates have not taken good care of your master..." The man felt aggrieved, but his face was joking and he was full of nonchalance.

"I'm afraid of you. I finally got out, but I became stubborn..." Yu Moqing finally withdrew his hand and laughed instead of anger. "If it weren't for your concern for me so much, I'll let you stay in the building next time and never take you to other places..."

"No, no, master, can't I be wrong? Do whatever you want, and my subordinates are just watching. At most, they can help you with ideas..." Lian Shuo saw Yu Moqing blamed him and kept blaming himself again.

"Okay, Lian Shuo, I know you are protecting me, hurry up and hurry up. The third master has given instructions. If I can't get there today, my head will not be guaranteed..." Yu Moqing smiled and leaned back on the soft pad, supported her with one hand on the wood-collapse, and gently rubbed her head hole.

It is now the 466th year of the National Calendar of the Great Jockey King. Yu Moqing is no longer the isolated and helpless sinner back then. Now she is the lord of Chunhua Tower and the confidant of the third prince - Qiutang.

Three years ago, the fire at the Gancheng Gold Mine seemed to be right in front of her, everything was vivid in my mind. The sky-surgent fire engulfed all the favorable evidence. Ding Hong died tragically, Ding Da disappeared, Song Mu was on the run, Lin Baojun returned home, and all the hard work was destroyed. She only got the certificate sent by Yongye to death, and immediately chased Lian Shuo and rushed back to the capital.

It turned out to be one step late.

The prince was really cunning, and the advisers behind him even paved the road again and again. After the fire, the capital sent people to investigate and shirked all the blame for the collapse of the gold mine and the fire to the prefect of Gancheng and the party camp in Gancheng, allowing the prince to escape by chance. After this incident, the Song Mu mansion was raided, all the property was confiscated, and all the news was even blocked.

Furthermore, Lin Baojun's underground money house has no trace, no trace to be found, and all transactions cannot be investigated. Even Lin Baojun has become cautious and subtle, staying in the door, and refuses all visits to save his life.

She couldn't help but tighten her palms. If it weren't for their carelessness and the prince's scheming, she wouldn't have left Yongye to pursue Song Mu and the crime letter. She should know that when Dongwei Pavilion led them to the gold mine, she did not think that it was for the purpose of trading, but for burying everyone's evidence here. She even killed people from the party camp and destroyed the entire gold mine, and buried the two major evidences of the prince's embezzlement of gold mines and selling private salt for personal gain.

She really regretted it.

That day, the fire was soaring, and she realized that she was hard to part with Yongye. The bitterness and pain that were blocked in her throat turned into tears that had crossed her cheeks, like sharp blades, cutting her long-clogged heart.

If Yongye had not been to protect her and to keep the prince's evidence of the crime, he would not have used his internal force to shake her out of the gold mine entrance that was about to collapse. Even if Yongye's martial arts are very powerful, the demonic flames and thunder-like collapse made her have to worry about Yongye's situation in the gold mine.

But in order to pursue Song Mu and the Crime Certificate, she had to be pulled away by Lian Shuo.

When she returned to the capital, she immediately returned to Chunhua Tower and found that Chi An and Yanghua had nothing to do. Gan Yanghua told her that a strange man was rescued by the Treasure Pavilion that day, so she returned to the building. Then the third prince heard that the matter in the mansion was purely accidental. In order to express his apology, she had never come to Chunhua Tower to summon Qiutang. As a result, Chi An and Yanghua followed the suggestions made by Yu Moqing before, and Qiutang fell into the water and became ill and avoided guests. In fact, they continued to operate Chunhua Tower, and only needed to pay taxes and silver every month.

Yu Moqing happened to go back to the building, so he used all the power of Chunhua Tower to inquire about Song Mu and Ding Da. However, Chunhua Tower had limited power and ended in vain.

She had no choice but to give up and continue to run the Chunhua Building for the third prince, and at the same time she could develop her own power.

And this business lasted for three years.

Over the past three years, in addition to continuing to inquire about Song Mu and the others, she has also been constantly looking for news about Yongye and the First Village.

After the fire parting, she hadn't seen this monster again in three years. Only then did she know what it means to worry about and what it means to be like a long time ago.
Chapter completed!