The sky is like a tent, and the crescent moon is like a hook.
Mo Qiaosheng lay on his back on the roof of the palace.
No matter where he was, the lord would always reserve a room for himself near his bedroom.
But whenever he was free, Mo Qiaosheng always liked to stay quietly under the eaves where his lord was.
The lord is getting busier and busier now, and the lights in the bedroom are always on until late at night.
Mo Qiaosheng didn't want to disturb her. He just wanted to quietly protect her and accompany her in a closer place.
Whenever he thought of the person in his heart, who was just under a few thin tiles behind him, he felt his heart was at peace and comfortable.
The melodious sound of the zither ripples in the night.
It is the lord who is playing the zither.
Mo Qiaosheng felt a chill like frost and snow in the moonlight of an autumn night.
It seemed as if there was a sorrow and hidden hatred crawling up along with the faint sound, entwining around his heart, lightly tightening it, causing his heart to ache slightly.
Mo Qiaosheng frowned. He often listened to the music of his lord's zither, which was always a clear, majestic and vast tune.
It often makes those who hear it feel heroic and happy.
It is rare to play such a sad tune that makes the listeners feel sad.
My lord, is there something troubling you
Mo Qiaosheng really wanted to go down and take a look.
At this moment, under the eaves, the sound of wheels rolling was heard coming from far away. It was Zhou Zixi's wheelchair, driving towards the lord's house.
Mo Qiaosheng retracted his head.
Zhou Zixi entered the room carrying a pile of documents.
The zither sound stopped.
"Zixi, you are here."
Cheng Qianye stopped and sorted out his emotions.
She stood up, took Zhou Zixi's wheelchair from the attendant, and pushed him to the desk, spreading the documents he brought on the desk.
These are the newly drafted regulations and provisions of the "Jin Law" and the revised rectification plan.
After Zhou Zixi drafted it, he gave it to Cheng Qianye for review.
Cheng Qianye flipped through the pages one by one, and saw that the thick stack of paper was neatly written with elegant handwriting, and dense red comments were inserted between the lines. The author's hard work was poured into every word.
Zhou Zixi, Zhang Fu, and many other people tried their best.
As a monarch, what right do I have to indulge in my own little love affairs? Cheng Qianye spit on himself in his heart and put away his pitiful girlish heart.
"Zixi, when I returned to the city today, I happened to see a clerk in the government office trying a case. They have begun to use the new laws to try cases." Cheng Qianye praised sincerely as he flipped through the book, "You are really talented. In such a short time, you have been able to promote the Jin Code to the grassroots level."
Zhou Zixi bowed his head and saluted, accepting Cheng Qianye's praise.
Ever since he lost his legs, the people around him looked at him with more or less a hint of pity, sympathy, or even contempt.
However, the lord never looked at him with any strange eyes.
He treated me like a normal person, discussed state affairs with me, entrusted me with trust, and even brought me into the court without any hesitation.
Because of the lord's firm attitude, the criticisms of Zhou Zixi from others gradually decreased, allowing a disabled person like him to walk confidently under the blue sky and enter the temple.
Zhou Zixi sincerely wants to use all his life's learning to help his lord realize his grand ambitions.
But today, before entering the door, he heard the sound of a zither.
The sound of the zither was filled with sadness and loneliness, which moved the listeners. Zhou Zixi had a high level of musical attainment, and he felt that he would not misjudge the mood of the person playing the zither.
Jin stabilized Bianzhou and seized Zhengzhou. It defeated the Quanrong and frightened the surrounding princes. The new policy was also implemented in full swing, and the national strength was seen to be growing day by day.
Not only are there many talented people around the lord, but everyone is loyal to him.
Even Zhang Fu, who was trapped in the enemy camp, was cleverly rescued.
Logically speaking, the lord should be in high spirits at this moment. He should not show such loneliness no matter what.
But he didn't know why, but he could always figure out something wrong with his lord from vague and obscure places.
Cheng Qianye flipped through the documents: "Although the officials in charge of criminal law have learned about the new decrees and regulations. But I found that most of the people in the country are illiterate, and it is still difficult to popularize these. Do you think there is any feasible operation?"
Zhou Zixi replied: "According to the new policy, all newly naturalized commoners in our country must have their household registration and residences specified. Ten households form a ten and live next to each other. A hundred households form a lane and a village chief is appointed. Ten miles form a pavilion and a pavilion chief is appointed. Ten pavilions form a township, and more townships form a county, and then there are prefectures and counties."
"My lord, you only need to order the county governor to govern the counties. The county magistrate will be responsible for educating the village head, and the village head will spread the message to the pavilion head and village head in the area under his jurisdiction. The pavilion head and village head will preach to the residents in the alleys from time to time. The residents will gradually become familiar with the new policies and regulations. What my lord needs to do is to select suitable governors and county governors, and regularly evaluate their performance."
Cheng Qianye nodded: "This is indeed an effective way of management. It's just too slow, mainly because the people's education level is too low. Previously, we implemented a simple and clear system of conferring titles based on military merit, and set up full-time personnel in various parts of Jiangcheng to preach repeatedly, but I found that many civilians still couldn't understand it."
"Now we have to promote a legal system with complicated provisions, as well as a military service system and a tax system. It is even more difficult. It is not easy to select so many grassroots managers with cultural knowledge. Oh, I mean the village head and the head of the pavilion."
Cheng Qianye touched his chin and said to himself: "The main reason is that there are too few schools and cultural literacy is not popular enough. There is not even an imperial examination system, and it is difficult to select officials."
Zhou Zixi was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "My Lord, the selection of officials usually relies on recommending filial and honest people. What is the imperial examination?"
Cheng Qianye came back to his senses and continued to read the manuscript. He smiled and said, "I'm talking about schools. There are too few schools among the people. We'll talk about this in detail later. You should finish the things on hand first."
Zhou Zixi looked at his master sitting in front of the desk. His thin figure always exuded an aura that was incompatible with this era.
The lord may seem gentle and polite on the surface, but his thinking is actually very novel and innovative, and his policy opinions are often refreshing and unprecedented. Sometimes he even blurts out some words that no one can understand.
He had a genuine concern and respect for his subjects, soldiers, civilians, and slaves.
This overly egalitarian concept was beyond the measure of any monarch. Even he himself realized that it was not appropriate, so he deliberately tried to cover it up.
Is it because we, the ministers, cannot understand you that your lord feels lonely? Zhou Zixi thought to himself.
"My lord, do you have any troubles?" He carefully asked the doubts lingering in his mind.
"I..." Cheng Qianye raised her head from the desk. She didn't want to deceive this very perceptive minister, but she couldn't say it directly.
Zhou Zixi turned his wheelchair in front of Cheng Qianye and said, "My lord has not been in Zhengzhou these days, but he has personally gone to... Gaojing? You and the princess sneaked into Gaojing together?"
Zhou Zixi guessed half of it, but he didn't expect that Cheng Qianye didn't conceal her identity and went to Gaojing. She actually went directly to participate in the negotiations.
What Zhang Fu said was indeed right. It was easy to hide it from Yu Dunsu, Helan Zhen and others, but it was not easy to hide it from someone as meticulous and perceptive as Zhou Zixi.
"Yes, I went there in person." Cheng Qianye said dejectedly, "Do you also think that what I did was wrong?"
Zhou Zixi bowed solemnly in his wheelchair: "Everyone in the court of the Great Jin Dynasty is a minister of the Jin Dynasty. But I will always be a minister of the lord alone. As long as the lord wants to do something, I will never object. I just hope that if the lord has any troubles, I can share some of the burden with you."
"Although my feet are disabled, I am not unable to go on a diplomatic mission. Since you are worried about my sister going alone, you should let me do it for you."
Cheng Qianye lowered his head and thought about it, and gradually felt happy.
She felt Zhou Zixi's careful care.
Regardless of Mo Qiaosheng, Zhang Fu or Zhou Zixi, although they objected to their actions to varying degrees, they still helped and comforted themselves in their own ways.
A moment ago, Cheng Qianye was still feeling depressed and lonely because she had to give up her identity as a woman and could no longer have a serious relationship like a normal woman.
Thinking about it now, although I did lose something, I also gained another kind of precious emotion.
The sincere care from her ministers and friends greatly warmed her heart while she was in a foreign land.
Now, she is no longer a lonely person wandering in a foreign land in another world and time.
Here, there are already countless people who care about her and who also care about her.
"Thank you, Zixi." Cheng Qianye thanked with a smile.
Send Zhou Zixi away.
Cheng Qianye stood outside the door, looked up at the roof, and called softly: "Qiaosheng, Qiaosheng."
She knew that Mo Qiaosheng often sat on the roof where she couldn't see him.
Sure enough, a black figure quickly appeared in front of her.
Cheng Qianye grabbed Mo Qiaosheng's hand and pulled him over.
She put her arms around Mo Qiaosheng's waist, leaned her face against his strong chest, and listened to the sound of his pounding heartbeat.
"What should I do with you, Qiao Sheng?" Cheng Qianye closed his eyes and thought silently in his heart, "I was wrong. Maybe I shouldn't have provoked Qiao Sheng in the first place."
She really wanted to be with Mo Qiaosheng, but she couldn't give them a normal relationship.
If Qiao Sheng stayed with me, I would have to endure the criticism from others, would never have a real family, and would have to live my life in secret.
"My Lord." Mo Qiaosheng's worried voice sounded above his head, "Are you... unhappy today?"
Cheng Qianye raised his head and said, "Qiao Sheng, I have chosen to be the lord of Jin State, so I can only give up my identity as a princess. Maybe I will never be able to be a real couple with you in my whole life."
She looked at Mo Qiaosheng seriously and spoke slowly: "In the future, if you want a real wife and a normal family, as long as you ask, I will let you go and will never stop you. I swear, I... will even bless you."
Mo Qiaosheng wanted to speak, but Cheng Qianye covered his lips with his hand.
"Of course you don't have such thoughts now. So don't rush to object. I am just telling you my feelings in advance. I hope that if there comes a day, you will still not hide it from me and tell me honestly."
Cheng Qianye heard a hoarse voice filled with hatred.
"I will never!"
The man held her face and kissed her hard.
He kissed her repeatedly, plundering her with all his strength, deepening and deepening the kiss.
It seemed as if he was saying that sentence over and over again.
Never, I never.
"My Lord, I only want you."
"I only want you in my life."
His intermittent oath fell wetly on Cheng Qianye's face.
Cheng Qianye stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Mo Qiaosheng's neck.
She responded to her beloved man under the moonlight with the greatest enthusiasm.
After March,
The emperor of Xirong died, and the 13-year-old crown prince Yuan Shun was made emperor.
The Empress Dowager was in charge of the government from behind the scenes. She used iron-fisted methods to swiftly eliminate dissidents and took control of the entire Western Rong military and political power in her own hands.
The Western Rong sent an envoy to Zhengzhou.
Cheng Qianye received the envoy in the main hall.
This was an enemy she was familiar with, not Pei Zhen.
When she was in Haojing, in order to save Zhang Fu's life in time, she visited the Queen Mother's confidants many times in the identity of Princess Qianye.
Of course, for Mo Zang Pei Zhen, this was the first time he met the king of Jin.
After he presented the letter of credence, he secretly glanced at the Marquis of Jinyue sitting on the throne and was surprised.
This prince and that princess look so alike, they are indeed twin brother and sister.
"Your Highness, we, Xirong and Jin, are countries with friendly relations. Now that the coronation ceremony of our emperor is about to be held, in order to show our sincerity in friendship and good neighborliness, the Empress Dowager has specially sent me to invite your envoy to attend the ceremony."
Cheng Qianye socialized with him according to state etiquette.
And hosted a banquet for him as an envoy.
At the banquet, Mei Zang Pei Zhen's eyes searched among the people present.
Finally, he asked, "A few months ago, your country's Princess Qianye was on a mission to Xirong, and I met her several times. I had a very pleasant conversation with the princess, and we got along very well. I wonder if the Marquis would invite the princess to the palace to meet her today?"
Cheng Qianye dealt with him with a smile on his face, but he was actually gritting his teeth in hatred in his heart.
All the injuries Zhang Fu suffered were caused by this person. She even did not allow Zhang Fu to attend the banquet today.
Cheng Qianye didn't want to let this grudge go. The Quanrong invaded the Central Plains and trampled on the mountains and rivers. They even besieged Bianzhou for a time, almost killing Yu Dunsu, Cheng Feng and other soldiers and civilians in the city. Sooner or later, she would have to settle accounts with these brutal Quanrong.
But there was no trace of displeasure on her face: "So the general has met my sister. It's a pity that Qianye has returned to Bianzhou and is not here. It's a pity."
Mei Zang Pei Zhen laughed: "The princess's demeanor not only impressed me, but also the Empress Dowager, who praised me endlessly. This time, I was sent here, firstly to invite your country to watch the ceremony, and secondly, to ask His Majesty the Emperor of our country to marry your Princess Qianye. From now on, our two countries will forever form a friendly relationship, and have diplomatic relations for generations, and will never offend each other."
As soon as Mei Zang Pei Zhen finished speaking, there was a snapping sound, and the originally lively atmosphere in the hall suddenly became quiet.
He raised his head and saw Mo Qiaosheng, who was sitting opposite him, put down his wine glass heavily and glared at him fiercely.
"What's wrong, General Mo? Is our emperor not worthy of the identity of a princess?" Mei Zang Pei Zhen said coldly.
Mo Qiaosheng stood up slowly.
Cheng Qianye spoke up to stop him: "I appreciate the Empress Dowager's kindness. But it's a pity that my sister is already engaged, and I have failed her kindness. I hope that the general can convey my apologies after returning home."
"The princess has an engagement?" Mei Zang Pei Zhen frowned. "Is this the Marquis' excuse? Before I came to Jin, I asked around, but I never heard that the princess had an engagement. I just don't know which country's hero the princess is betrothed to?"
Cheng Qianye smiled: "I only have one sister, and my mother couldn't bear to see her marry far away. So she chose a talented man from her own country to be her husband. This man is far away in the sky and close at hand, right in this palace."
Cheng Qianye looked around and his eyes fell on Mo Qiaosheng.
When Mo Qiaosheng first heard that the 13-year-old emperor of Quanrong dared to ask for Cheng Qianye's hand in marriage, he was outraged. Then he heard from his lord that the princess already had an engagement, and he felt disappointed again.
At this moment, he saw Cheng Qianye's gaze falling on him, and suddenly understood what Cheng Qianye was going to say next.
His heart began to pound.
Sure enough, he saw Cheng Qianye spread his sleeves and announced with a smile,
"The princess's fiancé is none other than General Mo Qiaosheng."
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