After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

"Miss, ma'am."

Wu Ge'er's voice woke Meng Qianqian from her nightmare.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of Meng Qianqian's forehead and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her back.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, and the pain and hatred that remained in her mind were like needles, piercing her heart.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Wu Ge'er asked softly.

"fine."

Meng Qianqian suppressed her emotions and regained her usual calmness, "What's wrong?"

Wu Ge'er said, "I remember that when you first came to Beijing, you said you wanted to see the iron flower show. It's been five years. Today is a rare opportunity. Do you want to go and see it?"

"Strike a flower..."

Meng Qianqian murmured in a daze, and after a moment she said calmly, "It's hard for you to remember. Go and take a look."

"Eh!"

Wu Ge'er agreed.

The iron flower making shop is on Zhuque Street. It is a newly opened shop that invited people from other places to make iron flowers. It attracted many passers-by to stop and watch. Soon there were so many people that even horse-drawn carriages could not pass.

Wu Ge'er found an alley and stopped the carriage.

Tan'er and Banxia were sleeping soundly. Meng Qianqian did not wake them up. She asked Wu Ge'er to stay here and she walked over by herself.

Passing through the surging crowd, Meng Qianqian saw the flower shed that had just been built on the open space.

A flower maker with a gourd ladle on his head and bare upper body holds flower sticks in both hands, one is the upper stick filled with iron juice, and the other is the lower stick without iron juice.

He shouted loudly, raised the lower stick, and hit the upper stick hard!

Large amounts of iron splashed onto the ground, creating large sparks that shot up like bright stars and crashed straight into the night sky.

The firework enthusiasts fired their sticks one after another, and millions of fireworks bloomed in the night sky, overflowing with colorful lights, even shaking the Milky Way.

Meng Qianqian stared at it in a daze, memories rushing through her mind like a torrent.

"Daddy! Hurry up! If you're any later you won't be able to see the iron flowers!"

The four-year-old girl rode on the man's neck, shaking her short legs to urge him on.

"Good good!"

The man held her little arms and ran forward with a smile.

“Strike iron flowers! Striking iron flowers!”

The little girl shook her head and shouted all the way, but unfortunately when she got there, the flower-making had already ended.

She cried out: "Ah ...

The man panicked: "Don't cry, Xiaojiu, Daddy will take you to see it next time! Daddy promises that he won't be late, okay?"

The little girl turned her face away: "Huh!"

……

"Why hasn't Dad come back yet? He said he would take me to see the iron flower making!"

"Come on, brother will take you to see it!"

"No! I want Daddy to take me there!"

……

"Xiaojiu...Xiaojiu..."

The man lay dying in a pool of blood, the blurred outline of his face impossible to capture until it was eventually engulfed by flames.

Meng Qianqian looked at the sky full of fireworks.

Daddy, Xiaojiu saw the iron sparks.

The making of iron flowers continued, and the cheers were getting louder and louder.

The seas are clear and the rivers are calm, and the times are peaceful and prosperous.

But this prosperous era has nothing to do with her.

She was so lonely that she was left with only a name.

"Whoa!"

A small, gurgling sound suddenly sounded above her head.

She looked up and saw the cute little ball Baoshu falling from the sky, falling towards her with her little arms open.

Unfortunately, the angle of the fall was not quite right.

Meng Qianqian pointed her toes, used her lightness skills to leap up, caught Baoshu in mid-air, stepped on the eaves, turned in the air, and leaped into the pavilion with an open window.

She glared at Lu Yuan, who was drinking tea leisurely, and said, "Are you crazy? What if I can't catch it?"

Lu Yuan paused while drinking his tea and asked, "Are you in Xiongbendu?"

A man who knows the current situation is a hero. Meng Qianqian immediately bowed and said, "Xiao Jiu dare not. Xiao Jiu greets the Grand Commander."

Lu Yuan snorted coldly.

Baoshu was not frightened at all. Instead, she screamed with excitement.

While the two were not paying attention, she climbed out of the window next to the table again.

Lu Yuan threw the cup in his hand away, and Meng Qianqian also moved in an instant.

The two of them dodged at the same time and landed at the same time, and one of them grabbed one of the little tiger ears on Baoshu's cloak hood.

Baoshu opened her eyes wide, curled up her legs, and did not move a muscle, her feet not touching the ground.

People passing by were stunned by the scene.

They had never seen such an outstandingly handsome man, such a heroic woman, and such an adorable little dumpling.

Someone clapped and shouted, "Good!"

Immediately afterwards, a thunderous cheer drowned out the three of them.

——It was regarded as a sideshow to compete with the iron flower maker.

Another embarrassing chapter has been added to the history of a certain great commander-in-chief.

Lu Yuan: "Stand still!"

Baoshu put her little feet on the ground.

Lu Yuan let go and walked away.

Bao Shu: “……!!”

Meng Qianqian had no choice but to follow with Baoshu in her arms.

"Hey - why are you leaving? Are you going to change places to perform?"

"Come on! Follow them and take a look!"

This family is more beautiful than the iron flower!

The powerful governor was chased through several streets like a monkey by a group of onlookers.

In desperation, I reached the lake shore and escaped onto a small boat, where I finally had some peace and quiet.

"Grand Admiral, can you row a boat?"

Meng Qianqian asked.

Lu Yuan folded his arms and sat in the cramped black tent: "No."

Meng Qianqian was silent.

Lu Yuan glanced at her and said, "Don't tell me you can't do it either."

Meng Qianqian touched Baoshu's little head and said, "I can do it. But when we got on the boat, you threw away the pole."

Lu Yuan: “…”

In order to get rid of the group of people as quickly as possible, Lu Yuan threw a gold ingot to the boatman. The boatman pushed the boat out with the pole, and then threw the pole to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan cut the pole into two pieces with one hand knife, looking extremely handsome.

Then, he put his hands behind his back and looked at the boatman who attacked him with contempt, his aura fully released!

"You ants, do you dare to try to shake the tree?"

The boatman was confused.

Lu Yuan frowned seriously: "Isn't he here to attack me?"

He still felt that he was merciful today and spared the other person's life.

Meng Qianqian said: "I just want to support you."

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Lu Yuan turned his face away and said coldly, "This governor has never been on such a shabby ship."

Meng Qianqian sighed, "Yes, yes, you've always been on big boats and pleasure boats, with hundreds of people rowing for you, and you've never even seen what oars and poles look like."

Lu Yuan looked at her coldly: "You are in the Yin-Yang Master."

Meng Qianqian immediately became honest: "Xiaojiu wouldn't dare."

Governor's Mansion.

Qingshuang asked Manager Cen to find a few guards who could swim, and go with her to rescue the three commanders.

When Manager Cen heard this, he squinted his eyes and smiled: "Okay, let's go again tomorrow morning!"

Qingshuang asked: "What should we do tonight?"

Manager Cen smiled mysteriously, "Of course it's under the moonlight and at the end of the world! Maybe after tonight, Miss Meng will change her words and stop calling me Grand Commander."

Qingshuang didn't understand: "If not Grand Commander, what should I call him?"

On the awning boat.

Meng Qianqian and Baoshu fell asleep.

The interrupted dream came back again, and she grabbed Lu Yuan's sleeve and called him "Dad" all night long.

Under the moonlight, the powerful commander-in-chief was recognized as a wild father.