Peach Blossom Song

In the spring of the first year of Xian'an, there was continuous rain.

Many places are suffering from floods.The land in Han is better, and the king of Han went to the winter of last year, and his ministers reminded him to levy corvees, build ditches, and dredge the rivers.

Even so, the King of Han was still too busy to touch the ground, leading a group of his subjects to discuss how to deal with the disaster every day.Originally agreed with Jun Yao to go back to Xishan, but it was only delayed.Fortunately, Jun Yao was not in a hurry and stayed in the palace with peace of mind.

It rained heavily that day, and the king of Han came back from inspecting the fields. Although he had put on a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, his robe was still soaked, and even his hair was dripping with water.The wet clothes were soaked in his body, and the spring cold seeped into his skin. The King of Han's face was pale from the cold, and he was still talking to his ministers: "Didn't the river be dredged in the past winter? Why can't the water in the fields be dredged?"

"The stagnant water cannot be dredged. It is not because of our Han territory. The lower reaches of this river is the Dai River. If the Dai River is blocked, the water cannot be dredged." The minister said helplessly.Daihe is located in the territory of Daidi, which is the fiefdom of Daiwang. How can they do it for them.

The King of Han was silent for a while, looking at a loss, not knowing how to respond.

The servant said again: "Your Highness should write a letter and send it to Dai Wang's palace. Please ask Dai Wang to urge this matter."

King Han nodded.

In front of him is the king's bedroom, and the minister still had something to report, so he didn't retreat, he followed the king all the way, talking all the way, the king listened carefully.After all, she has been in the country for less than a year, and many things are unfamiliar, so she needs to learn with humility.

Walking outside the sleeping hall, I suddenly saw a figure waiting in the distance in front of the hall gate.Han Wang's tense little face immediately relaxed, his eyes were fixed on the man, and his face showed a tangled look of "I really want to run to Ayao's side, but I have to maintain my majesty because of my subordinates."

Jun Yao couldn't help feeling distressed when she saw her drenched, but it was funny to see the troubled look on the young Highness's face.But he never greeted her, just waited for her in front of the door.

The subject noticed that His Highness's attention was shifted, followed her gaze, and saw a dignified and slim woman standing in front of the hall, and the subject said inwardly that he was impolite.Busily stood up, saluted the King of Han, and said goodbye.

The King of Han didn't want to keep him, he waited for him to go far away, ran to Jun Yao, and said, "A Yao, have you eaten your lunch yet?"

She left the palace before dawn, and it was already past noon, if it wasn't for the heavy rain, she was drenched, she would have to go to the next county.The King of Han was wounded by an arrow last year, and his officials were concerned, fearing that His Highness would catch cold and the old injury would recur, so they urged her to return to the palace.The king of Han was also afraid that he would suffer from the cold, and it would be troublesome to delay the doctor if he got sick, so he returned to the palace alone without refusing.

"Used it. Where's Your Highness?" Jun Yao took her into the hall, and a maidservant had already gone to get a change of clothes.

The King of Han shook his head, showing a sad face: "The surrounding counties are not in good condition. If the rain cannot be drained, it will be flooded. I can't eat it."

Jun Yao took off her coir raincoat for her, and said, "No matter how worried you are, Your Highness will have to eat."

Well, A Yao is right.The king of Han understood, but he was still not happy.

Taking off the coir raincoat and the bamboo hat, a piece of water dripped from the floor of the hall, and King Han was also wet.Jun Yao ordered her to take a bath quickly, so as to wash away the cold air all over her body.

The king of Han is busy.

When she came back from the bath, meals had been set up in the hall, all of which were hot dishes, which made people move their index fingers in this cloudy and rainy day.The king of Han felt that he was hungry, so he obediently sat down beside the food table.Jun Yao scooped up a bowl of soup for her.The soup is crucian carp soup, pure white and steaming, with a few chili peppers in it, it smells very appetizing.

The king of Han and Jun Yao thanked him, took it, and wanted to drink it, when the door of the palace was suddenly knocked open, and the Prime Minister rushed in.

The King of Han was taken aback, stopped his movements, looked up at him, saw Guoxiang's expression, panicked for no reason, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

Guo Xiang's face was terribly gloomy, and he was covered in rain, which made people even more disturbed. He knelt down in front of the King of Han and bowed down, and the King of Han looked at him intently.

The Prime Minister's voice was so far away that it fell into the ears of the King of Han, almost indistinct, but every word hit the King of Han clearly.

"His Royal Highness, the princess is dead."

There was a thunder in the sky, followed by several dull echoes.

The rolling spring thunder disturbed the mountains and rivers.

The King of Han's face turned pale, she sat up straight and stared closely at the Prime Minister, who was lying on the ground, still replying: "Your Majesty poisoned the Eldest Princess on the grounds of disorderly government, and the court..."

The King of Han fumbled wildly, grabbed the food table, stood up with support, his thin body swayed, Jun Yao supported her, and said worriedly: "Your Highness."

The King of Han's hands were trembling, and tears were pooling in her eyes. When she opened her mouth, she realized that her throat was choked, and the tears were streaming down.She trembled her lips and said, "Entering Beijing..."

The Prime Minister suddenly raised his head: "No!"

The little highness who is most willing to listen to the advice of his ministers on weekdays seems to have not heard it, and is still saying: "I want to enter the capital..."

"Your Highness!" The Prime Minister stepped forward on his knees, stopped in front of the King of Han, and persuaded painstakingly: "Your Highness will follow in the footsteps of His Royal Highness Princess Dachang when he enters the capital. The emperor has no relatives. At this time, Your Highness should think about the way forward. How can it be?" Do you act like a child and only care about mourning?"

The King of Han turned his eyes to his face and murmured, "The way forward?"

The Prime Minister hurriedly nodded: "In the past, the eldest princess was around, and the court was safe and peaceful. The kings had different intentions and did not dare to act presumptuously. Therefore, His Highness can rest in peace. Now that the eldest princess is gone, the sky is about to change!"

The sky is about to change, the king of Han should think about where he is going, and can no longer live in ignorance.The Prime Minister looked at the King of Han with sorrow.The king of Han was at a loss: "If I don't enter the capital, how will my elder sister's coffin be placed?"

The eldest princess has no queen, who will preside over her funeral?The emperor charged her with a crime, how to maintain her honor?

The Prime Minister sighed, knowing that His Highness must not listen to anything at this time.

Come to think of it.

He served His Highness all the way, and he understood that the eldest princess and His Highness seemed alienated, but in fact, when His Highness was in Beijing, whenever His Highness was in trouble, it was always taken care of by the Eldest Princess, and the Eldest Princess never threatened His Highness with favors. No matter what you do, just treat him as a younger brother, and take care of him if you take care of him.

With this kind of affection that seems far away but actually near, how can His Highness not be sad.

Guo Xiang looked at Jun Yao, who nodded slightly at him.The prime minister bowed and retreated.

The king of Han stood there, bewildered.

Jun Yao walked to her side, kept silent, and comforted her softly: "It will take a month for the obituary to reach Han, and it has been a month since His Royal Highness the eldest princess passed away, and the funeral should be over. It will be given as a gift in the future. Even if His Highness returns to Beijing, it will not help the matter."

This sentence did not help the matter, which made the King of Han feel sad.She couldn't stop crying, looked up at Junyao, choked up and said, "Before I left Beijing, sister came to see me off. I said I would help her...but I didn't do anything."

If she wasn't so useless and could respond to Sister inside and out, Devin wouldn't dare to do it.Thinking of this, the king of Han turned from mourning to self-blame, and his tears fell more and more.

Jun Yao sighed, how can there be so many ifs.The Eldest Princess is majestic and has the ability to influence the situation. The kings felt that she was in the way, and the emperor who was anxious to be independent felt that she was an eyesore. She was born to be loyal and self-reliant. This fate, sooner or later.

The more the King of Han thought about it, the more he blamed himself.Jun Yao can't persuade her well.

For mortals, any mistakes in this world can be made up for, only the difference between life and death is irreparable.People go and go, no matter how regretful they are, there is nothing they can do.

The king of Han didn't know anything, she knew that if she insisted on entering the capital, she would not be able to get out, the emperor dared to kill even the eldest princess, let alone her.

Because of this, the king of Han felt that he was incompetent. Before the eldest princess was alive, she could not help her, and after she left, she did not dare to enter the capital to toast a glass of thin wine before her death.

This grief and self-reproach, combined with the cold, made the King of Han have a fever that night.

The prime minister was in a hurry, the little highness had always been healthy and had never been sick, but the first illness turned out to be menacing, which made people worry.There are so many difficulties in the court, and the people are on the verge of floods. At this pass, His Highness may not be sick.

The Prime Minister led the doctor and rushed to the front of the Han King's bedroom. Fortunately, Jun Yao was there and stopped the doctor outside the hall.The prime minister couldn't help but know that the King of Han was wounded by an arrow last year, and it was Junyao who healed him, so she had to let her lead the doctor and wait outside the hall in case of emergency.

Jun Yao had dealt with the Prime Minister of the country and entered the palace again.

The King of Han was lying on the couch with his eyes closed.Jun Yao sat beside her, found her little hand from under the brocade quilt, held it in the palm, and the spiritual power passed from the palm of the hand to King Han's body, driving her away from the cold and protecting her heart, so that His Highness would not mourn too much.

The rain is still falling, and in the palace of the King of Han, the rain is flooding the front steps.

The sound of the rain burst into the ears, disturbing people's mind.The King of Han felt dizzy from the fever, and felt that A Yao was holding her hand, which was very comfortable.She tried her best to open her eyes, wanting to call Junyao, but before she could open her mouth, she remembered the death of the Eldest Princess, and felt deep sorrow in her heart.

"Ayao." She called out.

Jun Yao agreed, and didn't say anything else, just looked at King Han.

The King of Han burst into tears and didn't speak, but thought in his heart, Sister A is gone, she only has A Yao.