Chronicles of the Modern Empress Dowager

The dewdrops condense among the grass leaves. After the first ray of sunlight in the morning, the droplets of water rolled gently, like multicolored gems under the sunlight.

Qiu Cicada took a glass bottle and carefully collected the dewdrops on the Sophora japonica flowers. The Queen Mother would make tea with the morning dew among the flowers in the morning.

Concubine Dun did not wake up in her sleep, and Li Wei had practiced swords in the monastery for a while.

As the body stretched and the gestures on the hands, I soon felt sweat on my face and a sticky piece of sweat on my back, which was not very comfortable. She endured the enthusiasm and practiced for a full hour before giving up.

Lan Hui hurriedly handed over a dry towel to wipe the sweat with Li Wei, and then took the water and asked Li Wei to drink.

I haven't moved for a long time, and my body feels like it's going to be abolished. But after sweating all over, I feel refreshed. She took the sword and went back to the room.

Mrs. Dun was already up at this time and was sitting in the room eating a snack. Seeing Li Wei came back, she hurriedly got up and greeted her with a smile on her face.

"The queen mother's costume looks like a female knight."

"A knight?" Li Wei didn't like this title very much. She didn't have the courage to be a chivalrous man. "You too exaggerated me."

Toffee Dun said with a smile: "Like a heroine, not a lady at all."

Qiu Chan returned with the glass bottle, and she happily said: "Queen dowager, luck is good today, there is a bottle full of dew."

Picking flower dew to make tea, this is the elegant thing she liked a long time ago, but now she feels that it’s not necessary. Seeing that Qiucic’s trouser legs are all wet, she frowned and said, "Put the bottle down and change to a dry one. Pants."

"Yes." Qiu Chan was about to retire after putting down the bottle. Li Wei stopped her again and said, "From tomorrow on, there is no need to collect these flower dews. You will work hard."

"But the Queen Mother used to like to make tea with the dew on the Sophora japonica, saying that she has a fragrance of her own."

"It used to be before, now is now. Just remember it, go."

Toffee Dun went to look at the glass bottle again. The dew of such a bottle didn't know how much flower dew would be collected and how many trees had to be climbed. She smiled and said, "I knew you liked these flowers before, and you made rose dew and rose dew for me."

"I don't have that energy now."

Toffee Dun said with a smile: "You are the queen mother now. You can do it yourself in one sentence. By the way, I heard people say that Huaihua pie is delicious, so it's better to let the Taoist temple make some and try it. They are outsiders. I am good at playing with these foods."

However, Li Wei still seems not interested.

When she entered the palace at the same year as the Concubine Dun, they were similar in age. Because of the similar temperament and personality, she has been in close contact with each other all the time. Toffee Dun is a rare friendship she has experienced in the deep palace. Over the past few years, regardless of whether she is humble or respected, Princess Dun has always treated her sincerely. She once cherished this friend very much, but because of the respect of the noble concubine, a rift appeared between the pair of brothers and sisters.

In the face of interests, everything will become a demon mirror.

Concubine Dun was ashamed, and later proactively stood up to testify against Concubine Jinggui, and worked very hard to find out the cause of Fuguang's death, which was a lot of help.

But after experiencing those things, Li Wei found it difficult for the two to return to the beginning. She couldn't completely let go of her grudge and get along with Toffee Don.

Du Fu knew it well. After all, she had done something wrong before, and that wrong thing almost killed Li Wei, so when facing Li Wei again, she couldn't take the initiative to open her heart.

So although the two of them joked and laughed as usual, they are no longer before.

Concubine Dun has the habit of taking a nap. Li Wei used to take a nap, but she has not slept well at night recently, so she dare not take a nap again.

After lunch, there was nothing to do. She asked people to wear the curtain, took the saber, led the horse, and planned to walk down the mountain. Luo Chong followed Li Wei's bodyguard all the way.

A few months ago, there was still a large area of ​​desolate land to the south of Sanqingguan Temple. On Li Wei's suggestion, Taoist Temple leased the land to the poor under the mountain for farming. Now when we pass through these lands again, weeds are gone, barley has been planted in some fields, and soybeans have been planted in some places. Sorghum was planted in the poor soil. I just hope that God can feed me and wait until the autumn harvest.

After the secret arrow incident, Luo Chong, as her guard, had to be more vigilant. He used to follow far away, but now he has to take personal protection.

Li Wei walked slowly on horseback, as if nothing had happened before. Li Wei remembered the little tiger whose father had been missing and his mother had run away. I don't know what happened to the poor child. She went to the village where she met Xiaohu last time.

Li Wei lifted the fence and led the horse slowly along the narrow ridge road.

Her appearance made many children in the village remember her, so they rushed up to greet her.

"Sister-in-law went down the mountain again to make alms?"

Facing the children's innocent smiles, Li Wei grinned and said: "How long have I been fate? I won't be fate. I am looking for Xiaohu, is he there?

A ten-year-old girl heard that she was looking for Xiaohu. Her face was calm and she said, "Auntie, Xiaohu is gone."

Li Wei was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "I'm not here, where is he going?"

Immediately another child said, "Xiaohu went to the well to get water during the first lunar month, and accidentally fell into the well. It took a long time for everyone to find him. When he was picked up, everyone was swollen."

The child's immature childish voice calmly said this, but Li Wei's heart was suddenly stabbed, such a lovely child, how could it be said?

At the moment these children were about to drag Li Wei to the place where Xiaohu was buried. Li Wei followed them. After a short walk, they saw a small mound bulging out of the ground.

poor child! Li Wei looked at the mound and couldn't speak for a long time. When Li Wei asked where Xiaohu's home was, they took her to Xiaohu's house.

Li Wei saw two dilapidated thatched huts. A gray-haired woman was sitting in the yard holding a straw and slowly weaving a long straw rope. Although Li Wei didn't know what the woman was going to do with straw ropes, she felt sad when she thought of what happened to this woman. So he bowed his head and untied a purse on his belt, there was probably some money in it, and Li Wei gave the purse to the woman. He choked and said, "Old man, you are tired."

The woman raised her head and glanced at Li Wei, but she saw a young girl with a very beautiful face standing in front of her. She had never seen this girl before, and she didn't even stretch out her hand when she looked at the purse she handed over for unknown reasons.

Li Wei stuffed the purse into the woman's arms, then turned around and strode away.