Farming Beneath the Changbai Mountains

In the 18th year of Daqi Tianshun, Quanzhou Port Wharf.

Jinghan stood on the dock with her nine-year-old daughter Qingning, looking at several large ships sailing into the port in front of her.

"Mother, is Sister Qinghe really coming back this time?" Nine-year-old Qingning looks very similar to Jinghan when she was a child, with endless anticipation shining in her big eyes.

Jinghan looked at her daughter and couldn't help but laugh, "Yes, this time, sister Qinghe is coming back." Jinghan couldn't help but sigh, it has been four years since Qinghe traveled, and she doesn't know who she is now. It’s looking good.

The ships that sailed into the port were all owned by Jinghan. The big ship slowly stopped, and then someone set up a springboard. Many people got off the ship one after another, and some were carrying cargo down. On the boat in the middle, several people suddenly got off. One of them was wearing a lavender dress, with the skirt fluttering in the gentle sea breeze.

Jinghan saw the girl at a glance. Although they had been separated for four years, she still recognized her at a glance. That girl was her adopted daughter, Qing He. Sure enough, the yellow-haired girl back then has now matured into a charming and beautiful woman.

When Qinghe went out, he took four girls and two couples with him. One of the couples had been dealing with foreigners all year round and were proficient in several languages. Jinghan was afraid that Qinghe would not understand other people's language when she went out, so she specially found such a couple. Now they are all back together, and they walked off the boat surrounded by Qing He.

Qinghe had already discovered Jinghan and others on the pier, and walked quickly to her adoptive mother. Qinghe was about to kneel down, "Mother, the unfilial daughter Qinghe is back."

Jinghan hurriedly stepped forward to support Qinghe, "Silly boy, why do we still give such a big gift as a family? Come, let mother see what our Qinghe has become." Jinghan pulled Qinghe. He looked at his hand carefully.

After four years of not seeing each other, Qinghe has undoubtedly changed a lot. How can Qinghe look like the yellow-haired girl back then? A small porcelain-white face with delicate skin. The willow eyebrows are curved, below are two clear springs, and the beautiful nose and cherry mouth are gentle and graceful, but there is also a bit of strength and stubbornness, which is a bit contradictory. Qinghe is not short either, with a slender waist and graceful figure.

"It's getting better and better, good, good." Jinghan praised happily.

"Sister Qinghe, I am Qingning." Little Qingning on the side couldn't help it anymore, and quickly jumped in front of her mother to say hello to Qinghe.

Qinghe looked at the little girl in front of him in surprise. When she left, Qingning was only five years old, with a small stature and a chubby face. The person in front of me now has grown a lot, and his features still vaguely resemble his original appearance. "Qingning, I didn't expect you to grow so big."

Qinghe reached out and picked up the little girl in front of him with great difficulty. "I can't even hold you." Back then, he held her all day long.

"Okay, let's go back to the house first. It's so noisy with people coming and going. The house has prepared the wine to welcome the wind. Let's go back and talk about it in detail." Jinghan said with a smile.

Therefore, someone had already loaded the things brought back by Qinghe and others into the car, and then everyone got on the carriage and walked towards Quanzhou City.

Today's general office of the Shipping Department is located in Quanzhou, and Zixuan has been in this position for five or six years. The profits from trading ships are extremely rich, and they have contributed a lot of taxes to the imperial court in recent years. Today, the southeastern coast is very prosperous, and Quanzhou, as the starting point of the Maritime Silk Road, is the first choice for overseas countries to trade in Daqi. The prosperity here is unparalleled.

Jinghan and his party arrived at the Lin Mansion in the center of the city. The mansion was decorated with lights and all the servants were standing at the door to welcome the eldest lady in the mansion back. When Qinghe and others got out of the car, they were stunned by such a scene. "Mother, do you need to be so solemn?"

"Of course, you are my mother's daughter. When a mother welcomes her daughter back, she will naturally use the most solemn ceremony." Jinghan was very happy. She always treated Qinghe as if she were her own child. . "Okay, let's go into the house. You can still live in the old yard. I've already asked someone to clean it up. Go back and freshen up, and then come to the front. Let's all have a good time. I have a surprise waiting for you. I'm looking at you." Jinghan smiled mysteriously, then took Qinghe's hand and walked in together.

It wasn't until Qinghe finished washing and came to the front yard that she realized what surprise her mother was talking about. It turned out that there were three boys standing in the hall in the front yard. One of them, about eighteen or nineteen years old, was tall and handsome. The facial features and eyes were very familiar, rather like Li Haochen who left a few years ago.

"Are you brother Haochen?" Qinghe asked softly, not sure.

The man opposite smiled, "What? We haven't seen each other for a few years, and Qinghe doesn't recognize me anymore? You're doing this, but it makes Brother Haochen very sad." It turns out that this man is the current prince. .

Qinghe also remembered his identity at this time, stepped forward and bowed down Yingying, "My little lady has met His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Okay, you'd better not call her that. I feel awkward when I hear it. Here, I am the same Li Haochen back then, not a prince. Right? Qingyuan?" Li Haochen waved his hand to prevent Qinghe from being so polite.

"Yes, Sister Qinghe, we are all a family, why do we need so many gifts." Qingyuan and Qingyao came forward and met Qinghe.

For a time, all the childhood playmates gathered together, but they had all grown up. Everyone felt that things were different, and they couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Qinghe, have you had any interesting experiences after being away for so many years? Tell us about it." Li Haochen stared at the girl in front of him. God knows how much he has missed her over the years. Now that the person he missed was right in front of him, he felt a little like he was in a dream.

Last month, Qing Ning wrote a letter home to Qing Yuan, telling the news that Qing He, who had been away from home for four years, was about to return. As soon as Li Haochen heard the news, he went to talk to Li Mingrui for several days, and finally got Li Mingrui's approval to come to Quanzhou. Along the way, he was thinking about what the girl back then would look like now.

Over the years since he returned to Beijing, his mind has always been filled with the three years they spent together day and night. In such a carefree and happy day, a quirky little girl had already attracted all his thoughts. He is already nineteen years old, and his mother has mentioned many times that she wants to choose a princess for him. But in his heart, he envied his uncle and aunt, as well as his master and aunt's innocent love that lasted a lifetime. So after getting the support of his father, he rejected his mother's proposal. He also wanted to have such pure emotions, even if it meant losing his identity as the crown prince.

But could the smiling woman in front of her understand what she was thinking?