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The dawn is just beginning to dew.

The warm autumn sun shines on every corner of the deep courtyard, with yellow maple leaves and green willows intertwining, leaving mottled spots on the stone bricks.

The mansion that has been silent for more than a year has regained its vitality.

The hot air in the courtyard where the servant lives is rising, and the cooking fires are lit in the kitchen behind. The maid, guarding the courtyard, nanny, and in charge of the business...

All kinds of people, Sanniang had just returned from the morning party, holding a basket of fruits and fruits in her hand. Jing Feng and Miss Li squatted on the wall and quarreled with Jing Xue who was getting up early. Several birds were squatting on the yard wall and chirping, as if they were complacent that someone would finally eat in the future.

Because the wife came back early, Cao Hua claimed a day off to him and accompanied Luo'er to the palace to visit the emperor and the queen, and asked them to see their grandson.

It was like accompanying my wife back to her parents' home, but the blood-thickness of the family relationship became obviously weakened. I had a meal in the palace together, including Zhao Che, Queen, Zhao Huai, he, Luoer, and a little kid who linked the two families together.

The table was polite and cheered up and it was like a family gathering. The queen also hugged her grandson and pampered her daughter and talked about family matters. Zhao Huai also called him "brother-in-law" and said some irrelevant trivial matters. After a meal, she could clearly feel the invisible walls between each other.

Before leaving the table, he saw the queen crying secretly, Luo'er cried too, and had to smile on his face.

Zhao Che said a lot to him, including border wars, people's livelihood, and he also responded with great words as before. However, the eyes of each other never met again.

After leaving the palace, Cao Hua kept thinking about the scene on the table, feeling sighed but no regrets.

He was already satisfied with hiding everything under the table and maintaining harmony on the table, and he could not ask for too much.

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I kept walking and unknowingly came to the bank of the inland river and the entrance of Qinglian Lane.

The willow trees are evergreen and sway in the autumn wind.

Cao Hua tapped his folding fan in his palm, looking at the path he had walked through countless times, and recalling the scenes of the past...

.........

"The sky street is as smooth as a slim rain, and the grass is close but not close. It is the best place to go for the year. The stunning beauty is in the imperial capital... the beginning is a scary one... it was not written by one person at all, so strange..."

"The most beautiful spring is the best, the stunning willows are better than the imperial capital..."

......

"Ah--I will not be able to die, as a wicked person..."

"Are you a dog?"

"Cao Thief..."

....

I would rather die than surrender, to fight and make fun of each other.

When I came to this world, the first person I saw was Jingliu. In a flash, a few years passed and I became an old couple unknowingly. When I recalled the farces when both sides were young and energetic, it was as ridiculous and sweet as I remembered the youthful first love time.

Maybe I was too obsessed with the thoughts, so I didn't pay attention when I walked to the entrance of Qinglian Lane, but a figure suddenly jumped in front of me...

"ha--"

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Early in the morning.

In the Chen family courtyard in Qinglian Lane, Chen Jingliu's father stood at the entrance of the courtyard after he left, looking at the alley where he lived since childhood, and was stunned.

There has been no one living in a courtyard diagonally opposite for many years. The gate is locked and no one will take care of her after she moved out. It may be a bad thing. It is already covered with dry leaves. When she came back, the old servant didn't have time to go over and clean it. I don't know where the descendants of the Lin family have now gone.

The experience of the Lin family’s sister-in-law, his father knew who was the culprit, but he was powerless, which made her realize that the Song Dynasty’s court was ruined and there was no good person in the civil and military affairs of the court. The upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked, and the culprit was the emperor on the dragon throne. Since then, she has been only loyal to the Song Dynasty and not loyal to the Zhao family.

She participated in the various plans of Cao Hua's uprising, and was actually quite satisfied with the current results.

She was educated by the "Heaven, Earth, Lord, Parents and Teachers" since she was a child, and she still had a scholarly aura in her bones. Cao Hua could kill the king for the country, but he was a bit ruthless. She cared more about her reputation for the throne than her. Now Cao Hua, as long as he does not go wrong in the future, he will at least be a hero who is "song ministers for life", rather than a traitor.

After finishing her work, she felt exhausted and dared not relax at all. When she returned to the courtyard again, she felt much more relaxed.

I took out the "Mr. Badou Collection" that I had accumulated for many years, opened it and looked at it. There was a piece of dead leaves of an apricot tree in it. I turned around and saw that it was time for the old apricot tree in the yard to fall again.

Looking at the nearly 100 masterpieces in the collection of poems, most of them may be famous throughout the ages, but for some reason, which lyrics she prefers in the handwriting of a man:

The spring breeze rolls over willows, the moon and the stars are sparse, and I suddenly hear the light rain on the sky street. I first met in the Qinglian alley, and they were once thousands of miles apart.

The maple forest is leaning against the mountains, and the clouds are deep in autumn, but we talk about getting married tomorrow. We sleep together in the idle courtyard, and we are already dependent on each other.

It is neither good nor bad, the words are simple, and it is not a good work.

But this song "The Fairy of Magpie Bridge" was written specifically for her, recording the little things that the two met, fell in love, and depended on each other. Each word can evoke memories from the past.

Later, she asked Cao Hua if she had written poems for other girls, and the answers she got made her very satisfied - the other poems were copied, and only what she wrote for you was written by herself.

She knew that Cao Hua did not lie to her because Cao Hua's literary talent... well... it's not ordinary bad, and she never said that these poems were written by him, and she always said that they were written by "Su Shi". As for who this "Su Shi" was, Cao Hua just said that he was a great writer who was secretly slaughtered by him.

She didn't know whether what she said was true or not, so she just thought it was true.

After closing the collection of poems, Chen Jingliu raised her slender eyebrows and wondered whether to change her name. But there are so many good poems that can't be entitled "Another Name" and even if you think about it, you can only put it in order.

After walking around the yard for a few times, a black feather guard ran to the door and reported in a low voice:

"Madam, the governor is here."

Chen Jingliu coughed lightly, quickly put on the collection of poems, and walked quickly to the corner of the alley to wait for the rabbit.

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"ha--"

As soon as Cao Hua walked to the entrance of the alley, Chen Jingliu suddenly jumped out of the corner of the entrance of the alley, put his hands behind his waist, leaned forward slightly, and smiled with his eyebrows and eyes.

Wearing a green skirt and a jade hairpin on his head, it still couldn't hide the scholarly spirit that he had developed since childhood. As he grew older, his body with narrow shoulders and round buttocks became increasingly declining, but his clear cheeks became a little more playful, which was very different from his usual dignity and stability.

"Jingliu, what are you doing?"

"Scar you!"

"I'm so scared, tell me, how can I compensate me?"

"Hmph~"

Chen Jingliu was never afraid of Cao Hua's power. She turned around with her long hair and walked slowly along the river bank:

"Everything is yours, how can I compensate?"

Cao Hua raised his lips lightly, stepped forward a few steps, hooked Jing Liu's shoulders, lowered his head and kissed her on the face:

"The waist is as gentle as willows, and the jade tree planted in the back garden, etc...."

Chen Jingliu frowned and covered her buttocks and looked at Cao Hua with disgust:

"Cao Pie, have you learned so many tricks? I have asked, you have never mentioned this to others, and even Miss Zhu, who obeys you, has not agreed. Why do you always think about to bother me?"

Cao Hua smiled and his hand slid under his waist in a daze: "Who made you look so beautiful..."

"Tu - you should keep the focus."

Chen Jingliu grabbed Cao Hua's hand with a slightly red face, held it in her arms, and walked on her shoulders.

Cao Hua's arm was sandwiched between the two balls, and he was a little helpless, so he had to be honest and chuckled:

"I'm really a big traitor now, don't you be angry?"

Chen Jingliu turned her head and looked at it, thought about it, and showed a beautiful smile:

"I said 'Marry a chicken and follow the chicken'. When I enter the Cao family's door, I should help my husband. Do you believe it?"

"If you don't believe it, if you are so enlightened, you will not be the Miss Chen I like."

"Hmph~"

Chen Jingliu nodded with satisfaction, hugged Cao Hua's arm, leaned it a little bit, and said seriously:

"One family in Chen family has only two fathers and daughters, but they are both loyal people.

However, my father is loyal to the Zhao family, and my son is loyal to the Song Dynasty.

As long as you don’t become a corrupt official, you can make the people of the Song Dynasty live and work in peace and prosperity, and the country is rich and the people are strong. Not to mention killing the emperor, I support you as the emperor.

This world is not owned by the Zhao family, but by the people of the world.”

Cao Hua nodded gently: "Jingliu understands me the best."

Chen Jingliu gave him a blank look, thought for a while, and then with a little resentment: "Actually... it's a pity that you didn't become an emperor... But there is no way. As long as the emperor does not surrender to gold, if we usurp the throne, the country will be injustice..."

Cao Hua turned his head and glanced: "What? You still want to be the queen? You asked me to be the king of a different surname back then. I struggled for so long and finally became the king of a different surname. Are you not satisfied?"

Chen Jingliu pursed her lips: "Just talk... As the saying goes, 'People go to a higher place'..."

"I am the emperor of the Song Dynasty at night. If you have a higher height, you will have to ascend to the sky. Do you expect me to become an immortal?"

"You can't go up, you can walk sideways..."

"I'm not a crab..."

The bull's head is wrong.

Chen Jingliu sighed and snorted faintly: "Anyway, don't think that from now on, you will have to do your politics if you are in your position. If you are so powerful, you must at least include the Western Regions in the territory of the Song Dynasty? And Nanyang has built so many ships..."

"What's the use of a group of barbarians who become foreigners? No one wants to go over to become officials."
To be continued...