"It's soon, it's almost here." Chen Xian's eyes flashed with a scorching light. He was full of expectations and couldn't help but speed up.

Luoyang's humanity and beauty are the Chinese New Year's Day again. For such young people, everyone is familiar with making a way out for him.

Under the dazzling lantern, a smile from the heart appeared on Chen Xian's face, as if he was walking on the road paved with flowers. At this time, the two people suddenly stood in front of him. The two people seemed as boring as black and white, and did not tactfully give to both sides like other passers-by. Chen Xian's feet stopped and his body turned to the right. However, the two strangers in front also moved their bodies, blocking his way. By blocking the way again and again, even the fool understood that the person on the other side had done it intentionally.

"Two brothers, what are you going to do?" Chen Xian raised his head and glared at the two of them.

"Don't blame Chen Changshi. Because he was involved in a major conspiracy, the traitor Cao asked Mr. Chen to ask for a question. Please come here."

One person raised his waist card to Chen Xian, and under the light and shadow, the word "Catching the Traitor" engraved in ebony flashed by.

The traitor Cao was specializing in the inspection of all officials, especially the Prime Minister's Office and civil servants from all over the country. Xia State redeemed land in Luoyang, involving huge amounts of silver and money exchanges, and had to use a group of scholars and civil servants from Guandong. Some days ago, a collusion between internal and external forces broke out, and the traitor Cao was pursuing the matter. Therefore, he asked many civil servants of Luoyang Prefecture. Chen Xian also vaguely knew about the matter, but he did not expect that the traitor actually found himself on his head. He looked at the front and looked at the east gate of Luoyang. The poem said, "When he left the east gate, there was a girl like a cloud." I don't know when, outside the east gate of Luoyang, there was a forest of flowers and trees, just like under the Jinshui Bridge of Zhuque Street, Bianliang, becoming a place where young men and women meet.

"What's the matter?" Chen Xianqiang suppressed his anger and asked back, "Do you have to ask today?"

"It is inconvenient to speak here," said a person blocking the road, "I asked some small things, but it will not take much time for Mr. Chen."

He was kind enough, but the other person stepped forward and stood beside Chen Xian, looking like "You have to go if you don't go."

Seeing that things were hard to do, Chen Xian had to bow and say, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Chen Xian was deeply whispering, and he could not be so arrogant and unkind. He had no fault of himself, and when he was asked about the matter, he had to participate in them. The two officials who claimed to be traitorous and traitorous, seemed to have not seen Chen Xian's dissatisfaction on his face. One was in front and the other was behind, so he took him away from Dongmen Street. The crowds on the street were still surging. The strange scene just now seemed like a tiny bubble in the waves, and in an instant, it was ignored by the crowd who were celebrating Yuan Ye.

The crowd rushed forward along Dongmen Street and arrived at the East Gate of Luoyang, as if a big river was pouring into the ocean.

Dongmen Market is one of the four major cities in Luoyang. On the Lantern Festival, it was more than a hundred times more prosperous than usual. Lantern Festival is like a sea of ​​lanterns, among the fragrant clothes, Zhu Lingwu was wearing white clothes, standing tall and graceful under a lantern tree, as eye-catching as lotus from the water.

When the moon reaches the sky, the crowd is no longer as crowded as in the middle of the night.

Zhu Lingwu waited for a long time, but Chen Xian's figure never appeared.

Several disciples came up to chat with her, but were blocked by her entourage, and her face became more and more cold.

"That person hasn't arrived for a long time," said the maid Han Rui angrily, "Miss, let's go back."

Zhu Lingwu and Chen Xian met again in Luoyang, and she always saw it. She thought that Chen Xian had become much calmer since the return of Liao Kingdom. She had a positive appearance and finally had a full moon. Han Rui also said a lot of good things to him, but she didn't expect that when she met, Chen Xian broke the appointment without even saying hello, and it was the Yuanye appointment that men and women in Luoyang valued the most.

Zhu Lingwu did not answer, but was still standing under the flower tree waiting. The lights shone on her, and the lonely shadow dragged on the ground.

"This unfaithful person..." Han Rui didn't dare to say much, and could only stomp her feet while whispering in her heart.

Outside the east gate, the figures left each other, and the night air was getting colder and refreshing, hurting people. Han Rui tried hard to persuade him, so he had to take out the green fur from the sedan chair and put it on Zhu Ling's shoulders. In the middle of the night of the Yuan Dynasty, as pedestrians gradually decreased, merchants closed their stalls, and the lanterns were scattered like dreams. The pedestrians were deserted and the carriages were sparse, and the sound of drums became louder. The sky gradually became brighter, and Chen Xian never appeared.

"Miss, let's go back." Han Rui's eyes were full of anger, "This stinky guy who is ungrateful."

"Next time he uses the eight-carriage sedan to carry it, and next time we won't see him."

Zhu Lingwu's pretty face was cold and white. She stubbornly bit her purple lips, holding back the tears in her eyes.

After hearing this, she nodded invisibly and let Han Rui support her into the sedan chair. This time she went back, she was a serious illness and she would not leave for more than ten days. The Zhu family had only one daughter, who was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and she was tempted to ask for a doctor everywhere. However, Zhu Lingwu was a famous doctor herself. She couldn't cure her illness, and there was no doctor who could prescribe a prescription. The maid Han Rui knew the root of the disease, but she did not dare to gossip in front of others. While serving her daily life, she would even curse Chen Xian in secret. Until one day, two friendly officials came to the house to visit, and someone was relieved from the hell of mouth.

"Shi Linxiu, the Chief of Military Information of the Xiaguan, dare you ask Mr. Zhu, did you ever meet Mr. Chen Xian, the Chief of Luoyang Prefecture, on the night of the Yuan Dynasty?"

Lin Xiu smiled, but his eyes were a little sharp. He stared at the other party without any hesitation, as if he was always peeking into her heart.

Zhu Lingwu fell seriously ill and lost a lot of weight. His dark eyes were like a pool of cold and quiet lake water. Even Lin Xiu was used to seeing experienced figures like all kinds of people, and he secretly praised me in his heart. However, finding Chen Xian’s whereabouts is important. No matter who it is, the Military Information Department will not let go. Even if this girl is famous for a long time, she is not only close friends with many wives in Chang'an and Luoyang, and she is deeply loved by Empress Kang, but also the Military Information Department. This offensive attitude made Han Rui roll her eyes. It would be fine if Chen Xian was unwilling to be fortunate, but she even brought trouble to the door.

"That man has committed a promise, so... has never seen him." Zhu Lingwu whispered, with a hint of aura in his tone.

For Lin Xiu, this sentence is enough. The Military Information Department has long registered the entanglement between Chen and Zhu.

Lin Xiu nodded, but he had not drunk the tea, so he was sorry for saying goodbye. Zhu Lingwu was seriously ill and was also listless, so he could not see him off at this time. However, when Lin Xiu stood up, she asked more: "May I ask Lin Changshi, Chen Xian, what happened?" Lin Xiu turned around and saw a pair of cold eyes looking at him, looking forward to it, caring for him. He hesitated for a moment, sighed, and whispered: "To be honest with Mrs. Zhu, after the Yuan night, Chen Changshi was missing. Where did he go, and we are looking for something."

At this time, Lin Xiu keenly discovered that the emotions in the eyes opposite him turned out to be like a quiet pool, and suddenly there was a slight fluctuation.

Lin Xiu was a experienced person who knew this complex mood, and he knew it clearly. "It seems that she really didn't know." Lin Xiu didn't say much at the moment, and clasped his fists and said, "We are also worried about the safety of Chen Changshi. If Mrs. Zhu knew about his news, or had remembered something, he would have bothered the messenger notifying the Military Information Office that this was my token." After saying that, he said goodbye and left.

"Is he something wrong, or is it blessed by the Bodhisattva,... I hope he is safe and sound."

Zhu Lingwu sat blankly in the flower hall, feeling sad and depressed, and unknowingly turned into deep worries.

From the beginning of the first meeting in Dunhuang and reunion in Luoyang, Chen Xian, before he knew it, the shadow of this person was deeply imprinted in her heart. Her sorrow was like a maggot on her bones. She set off firecrackers outside, but she did not wake her up.

"The world is in trouble... this time, I just browed and fell into my heart again."

The sky is infinitely vast, and the sea surface looks like a huge crystal blue gem, and the Southwest Sea Navy fleet is sailing.

The mast swayed slightly, and each hard sail was full of chasing the wind direction, and the hull was slightly tilted, constantly shaking the waves.

Zhao Xingde stood on the boat building and unconsciously recited these somewhat inappropriate sentences.

At this time, it should be in the middle of winter in the Central Plains, but the southwest sea was not cold at all.

Next to Zhao Xingde, each blessed ship is as tall as a city tower. On the vast sea surface, hundreds of sea ships are sailing neatly in a row toward the northwest, like a moving city. Such a magnificent scene is rare in the world.

The Southwest Sea Master set out from Longzhu Island and sailed along the northern coast, passing dozens of large and large ports.

Whenever I went to a place, the local kings were frightened when they saw the strong military appearance of the navy. The vassals along the way did not dare to resist at all, and they just accepted the terms of trade honestly. On the other hand, Zhao Xingde was a sincere gentleman, and he strictly prohibited sailors and merchants from robbing the vassals by virtue of their power. Because of the military orders of the General's Mansion, the Southwest Sea fleet did not have any rare treasures, just grain, jerky, pickled vegetables, etc. These daily items could be taken out by local tribes and people. In this way, the fleets that were searching for grain were very rare, and the treasures accumulated could be sold to other merchants. The trade between the two sides was very happy. The size of China's fleet was far beyond the imagination of the residents of the port along the way.

The local tribes also had many yearning for the richness of the Central Plains, the beauty of human nature, and even the etiquette and education of the etiquette. Zhao Xingde followed the trend and recruited many sea forces in the southwest, dozens of tribes, several imperial kings, and dozens of guards. The road was smooth sailing, and it was like a bamboo. The staff officers summed up, and the sea boundaries were not included. The land of the country and the vassal states on the shore were far more than the sum of the land north of the Yangtze River in the Song Dynasty.
Chapter completed!