Talk About Love, Go Away!

    When Lin Zhenzhen was deeply curious about the plane of technology and pressed 521 questions every day, Zhao Mingxuan, the leading actor who had not appeared for a long time, was also deeply aware of Lin Zhen after repeatedly hitting a wall. After Zhen was not easy to deal with, she stopped temporarily.

    This cessation, from the season of spring and summer to autumn, from May to August, people also changed out of summer clothes, put on autumn clothes, and it was about to the day of the imperial examination.

    In these days, the relationship between Zhao Mingxuan and Chu Chen has become more and more harmonious, and they are brothers. , proposed to let Zhao Mingxuan live in their house.

    Zhao Mingxuan really refused, so he temporarily lived in a remote yard of Chu's house. Going out from the side door was the favorite street for scholars in the capital. He opened either a bookstore or a shop selling pen, ink, paper and inkstone. , no loud other sounds.

    Chu Chen was afraid that Zhao Mingxuan would not live comfortably, so he charged a little rent. In the bustling capital, such a yard can be said to be quiet in the middle of the hustle and bustle. It is very suitable for Zhao Mingxuan to prepare for the imperial examination. The candidates live there, which shows Chu Chen's caring and attention to his friends.

    Today, it rained for several days, and it finally cleared up.

    Zhao Mingxuan took the books he copied to the bookstore in exchange for money by going out and bought paper and ink by the way. He went out from the side door closest to the small yard and went straight all the way to the place where he often went. home bookstore.

    After these days, the servant in the bookstore also met the poor family, Mr. Zhao, who often came to the bookstore to copy books in exchange for money. Now that he saw Zhao Mingxuan coming, he put down his broom , "Zhao Gongzi, you are here, the book you asked the boss to bring last time, the boss found it."

    Speaking, the little servant took out the book that the boss ordered a few days ago from the drawer behind the counter and handed it to Zhao Mingxuan, "The boss said that meeting is fate, and this book is regarded as a gift , give it to you son."

    Zhao Mingxuan handed over the book that he had copied over the past few days to the little servant, "Then I will be disrespectful, thank the boss for me."

     After Zhao Mingxuan finished speaking, he bought some other books in the bookstore, told the little servant that the imperial examination was about to take place, and after not coming to the bookstore to copy books, he took the basket with the things and left.

      came back."

    If he was in Zhao country, Zhao Mingxuan probably wouldn't look down on these scoundrels, he wouldn't even look at them, but now he is just a poor scholar from a poor family who is kind to others.

    Therefore, Zhao Mingxuan had a gentle smile on his face. After saying thank you to the porter, he stepped into the side door and turned around to face the porter behind him. The smile on Zhao Mingxuan's face was gone, hurry up and leave. I walked down the path and went back to my little yard.

    "Is that brother's friend?"

    Chu Yu, who was hanging out with her maid and picking some fresh flowers as raw materials for dyeing Kodan, saw Zhao Mingxuan's back from a distance and asked.

    The maid glanced at it and nodded, "Exactly."

    The elder brother clearly knows that she loves the flowers here, and he often comes here. If two people meet, and the lonely man happens to be seen by others, isn't it reasonable and unclear?

    The arrival of Lin Zhenzhen changed everything, Chu Yu and Zhao Mingxuan met at the peach blossom poetry meeting that day, Chu Yu's impression of Zhao Mingxuan was limited to her brother's friend.

    Chu Yu frowned, her originally enthusiastic interest faded a lot, got up and said: "Go back, remember to remind me later, don't come here."

    "Yes."

    Zhao Mingxuan didn't know that his original confidante, Chu Yu, was getting farther and farther away from him. After returning to the room, he couldn't wait to close the doors and windows, and handed over the books to him by the bookstore owner through the servant Look through it, and copy the information you find one by one onto the blank paper next to it.

    After he had memorized all the information he had searched for, he set the paper on fire, removed all traces, sat in front of the desk, took out the book and pretended to review it.

    On the other side, the owner of the bookstore who went out to do errands also returned to the bookstore, took the copybook sent by Zhao Mingxuan, and returned to his room.

    After a while, a chubby white dove flapped its wings from the room behind the bookstore, struggling to fly into the distance.

    Not long after the carrier pigeon flew away, Lin Zhenzhen who was in the deep palace received the news. The news will be reported.

    It's autumn now, it's raining, Lin Zhenzhen is standing by the window, I don't know when, the rain starts to fall again.

    "Jasmine, how long has it been raining?"

    Jasmine handed the hot tea to Lin Zhenzhen and said, "Returning to Your Highness, it has been about six days."

    Lin Zhen Zhen took a sip of hot tea, stretched out her hand, and looked at the rain on her palm.

    Seeing that His Highness seemed to be thinking about a problem, Jasmine took a few steps back and stayed by the side.

    The drizzle was not big, but it fell densely and densely, and soon a small pool of water gathered in Lin Zhenzhen's palm, Lin Zhenzhen turned her wrist, took the handkerchief and wiped the wet hand.

    A deep thought flashed in Lin Zhenzhen's eyes, these few days, the water in the pond in the imperial garden has risen rapidly, it has been raining for too long, and Ming Yaodi must have discovered it.

    521 I haven't seen Lin Zhenzhen showing this look and asked curiously, "Master, what are you thinking?"

    Lin Zhenzhen smiled slightly, "Of course I'm thinking about the hot pot later."

    521: "…"

    After coming to this small world long ago, Lin Zhenzhen was curious about all kinds of food through Princess Zhaoyang's memory, and finally waited until autumn, the weather became cold, and the warm pot was naturally First choice, can not let go.

    In fact, Lin Zhenzhen guessed right, Ming Yaodi discovered the hidden dangers caused by heavy rain before, but the news sent back the day before yesterday was not optimistic at all.

    Only Emperor Mingyao issued some orders at the morning court meeting, and at noon, he received an urgent report.

     "Your Majesty, something is bad, the Yellow River burst!"

    Emperor Ming Yao shook his hand, and the cinnabar pen drew a long line on the memorial, "What did you say?"

    Soon, the Yellow River burst its banks and the news of the flood in the south of the Yangtze River spread in the capital. Emperor Mingyao summoned his ministers into the palace overnight to discuss countermeasures, and he must ensure that all losses should be minimized as soon as possible , and rescue the victims in time.

    At night, the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and some of the more delicate flowers planted in the Weiyang Palace were scattered, and the palace people braved the rain to change the grass to these plants The seats, sheltered from the raging downpour.

      times, not surprising at all.

      The embankment was an unprecedented flood that submerged nearly a kilometer of villages in an instant.

    Jiangnan, suffered heavy losses.

    A letter of emergency was sent to Emperor Mingyao's imperial study, and another imperial decree was issued, and every day there was bad news from Jiangnan.

    "Your Majesty, the princess asks to see you."

    Emperor Ming Yao was exhausted for Jiangnan affairs. He had not closed his eyes for several consecutive nights, his eyes were full of red blood, and when he heard that his daughter was coming to see him, he put down his pen, rubbed his temples, and showed a smile, " Zhaoyang, it’s raining so hard, why are you here?”

    Lin Zhenzhen took a few steps forward, walked to the side of Emperor Mingyao, motioned the palace servants to bring her things, "Father, I heard Eunuch Li say that you haven't eaten all day. I specially brought your favorite shredded mushrooms and chicken porridge and some snacks for my father to cushion his stomach."

    "This is what my daughter personally ordered the imperial kitchen to do. Father, you must eat something."

    Emperor Ming Yao was amused, "Okay, Father, eat."

      Yes, where can I say it directly and carelessly like Zhaoyang.

    No matter what Lin Zhenzhen does, Ming Yaodi, a stupid father of the eighteenth floor, will only think that his daughter is caring and straightforward, and he is not willing to deceive himself. Zhaoyang is a princess, and there are so many palaces. It's okay to be served by people and not be able to cook.

    Seeing that His Majesty was finally willing to eat, Eunuch Li and the others looked at Princess Zhaoyang gratefully, or did His Highness have a solution.

    The fragrant and delicious shredded mushroom and chicken porridge slides down the esophagus, soothing Ming Yaodi's stomach that hasn't been dripped all day, making Ming Yaodi's frown stretched.

    When Emperor Mingyao was drinking porridge, Lin Zhenzhen was next to him, maybe she was too bored, so she casually took a copy of the top memorial from the small memorial mountain on the table it looks.

    Emperor Ming Yao did not stop him, just looked at Lin Zhenzhen and said, "What do you see?"

      "

    Emperor Ming Yao glanced at the contents of the memorial and said nothing, picked up another memorial from the side and handed it to Lin Zhenzhen, "How about this?"

    I didn't expect Emperor Mingyao to react like this, Lin Zhenzhen glanced at him in surprise, took the memorial and glanced quickly, "This person should not be a prefect, my bookstore lacks such a A talented poet with rhetoric."

    521 didn't hold back, and laughed out loud on the spot, the master's words were too damaging.

    Emperor Ming Yao didn't hold back his laughter. He slightly covered his mouth with his hand holding the spoon, and chuckled softly, "Zhaoyang, you are right, these people really shouldn't be officials."

    Seeing that the royal father agreed with her, Lin Zhenzhen said it even more vigorously, "Royal father, I dare to say that the way these few people said is not as good as the way that Master Mu said."

    "Scholar Mu?" Emperor Ming Yao finished eating the porridge, picked up the hot handkerchief in Li Quan's hand and wiped his mouth. Hearing what Lin Zhenzhen said, an official surnamed Mu passed through his head. , said, "But Master Mu Ruiqian?"

    Lin Zhenzhen nodded, "Exactly."

    Emperor Ming Yao became interested, "Tell me in detail."

    Lin Zhenzhen told Mu Wenqing about water conservancy that his father was studying by chance when he went to find Mu Wenqing.

    Following Lin Zhenzhen's retelling, Emperor Mingyao sat up in a nonchalant manner.

    The guards in front of the imperial guard knocked on the door of Mu's house. After Mu's father went out, the Mu's family gathered together for a long time without sleep. Even Mu Wenqing's five-year-old younger brother was waiting with everyone. , worried about the comfort of Father Mu.

    "Wenqing," Mu Mu's hands were shaking as she drank water, "Will your father..."

    Mu Wenqing stretched out his hand, held Mu Mu's cold hand, and comforted, "Don't worry, mother, father will be safe."

    When the day dawned, there was a knock on the door, and it turned out that Father Mu came back.

    Mu Wenqing looked at his father's half-wet clothes worriedly, "Father, what happened?"

    "Lady, Wenqing, Kang'er," the wooden father glanced over the faces of his wife, daughter, and youngest son, his face was full of excitement, sweeping away the melancholy of the past. "Your Majesty appointed me as the Governor of Jiangnan to go to Jiangnan to control the water!"

    "Wenqing, we have to thank Princess Zhaoyang, who was recommended by His Royal Highness as the father in front of His Majesty."

    …

    In the early morning of the next day, officials, doctors, medicinal materials and other materials supporting Jiangnan set out together with the soldiers of the same battalion.

    "It's already this time, presumably the Governor Mu and his party have already set off," Lin Zhenzhen sat by the window, playing chess with a book, looking at the gloomy weather outside the window, "I hope The Mu family should not betray the trust that Ben Gong has in them."

    Speaking, Lin Zhenzhen picked up a chess piece and placed it on the chessboard.

    521: "…"

    Some obsessive-compulsive 521 endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but say, "Master, you are in the wrong place again."

    The half-smiley smile suddenly stiffened on Lin Zhenzhen's face, Lin Zhenzhen glanced at the chess sheet in her hand, and looked at the chessboard in front of her, angered, "...shut up."