In the fifth year of the Yongzhi of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the new emperor succeeded to the throne, but the Supreme Emperor did not retreat. The power struggle continued from the court to the arena.

Lin Ruhai, a former convict, followed the new emperor's order and was transferred to the post of censor of salt inspection for only about two years. His youngest son died in infancy, and his wife Jia Min died of a strange illness.

The wind and rain are like darkness, and the current situation is turbulent.

The mysterious death of his youngest son and his wife Jia Min left Lin Ruhai with lingering fears.

"Let's leave tomorrow!"

"Dad, daughter... my daughter can't bear to leave you... 嘤嘤嘤!"

The little girl Lin Daiyu had just turned eleven years old at this time. Although she was born with a beautiful and intelligent child, she had never traveled far alone.

How could she not see that the waves in Yangzhou today are treacherous and turbulent with her clear mind?

The Lin family is thin, and her father has received a prestigious job like the Salt Patrol Censor. It is inevitable that he will be hated by others, and he is helpless. She is here, and at least he can always accompany him. Now that he is gone, he doesn’t know when he can be with her.

Father meets again.

Lin Ruhai looked at his daughter and couldn't help but his eyes turned red, but he knew what was best for his daughter. Only by sending her far away from this place of right and wrong could he feel at ease.

"Yu'er, my father has reached the age where he knows his destiny, and he has no plans to renew his relationship. Apart from a few vulgar women and girls, there is no one in the family who can teach you.

You have been frail since childhood and need careful care. Our Lin family has few relatives and few people can help you. If you stay here without careful care, you will inevitably suffer from illness and disaster.

Your mother and brother died young, and you are the only relative I have. If something happens to me, how will I survive as a father?

Besides, your grandmother is not an outsider. She has a scholarly family, a noble background, and a prominent posture. If you just go, you can save your father from worrying. But there is one thing. My father knows that you have always been proud and restrained when you go out. If... if...

If you feel wronged, write a letter to dad... dad will make the decision for you."

Lin Ruhai's heart was cut by a knife, and it was not easy to live under the shelter of relatives no matter how close they were.

Fortunately, the old lady is still in good health, so her daughter should not suffer too much grievance.

He had no choice but to hope that Yu Wei from the Duke of Rong would protect his daughter from growing up healthily.

"Dad, my daughter saves money. My daughter... is just worried that her father will be lonely without any relatives by his side. If she can help her father, my daughter is willing to go to her grandmother's house!"

The little person had tears in his eyes and spoke in an orderly and affectionate manner.

Lin Ruhai looked happy. He had such a daughter. God was really kind to him. It was only because of his poor fortune that he was so unlucky: "Your cousin will come to pick you up tomorrow. You will follow his arrangements for everything. Your nanny, Auntie Wang,

You and that little girl Xueyan will go with you. If there’s anything you can’t say or do that you can’t do, just tell them to say it and do it! You can go and rest.”

Daiyu ordered Zhen's first payment and withdrew. She cried herself to sleep that night.

Early the next morning, a handsome and elegant man came to pick up Daiyu with some women and maids.

After benefiting from Lin Ruhai, Jia Lian now felt

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It's sweeter than eating honey. He originally thought it was a hard job, but he didn't expect it to be the biggest business in his life. Looking at his pretty cousin, he liked it even more.

"Sister Lin, my uncle should have told you everything. Have you packed everything? Bring some servants with you. The rest of the things are available in Kyoto. My cousin can buy them for you."

Lin Daiyu nodded weakly and looked at Jia Lian with bright black eyes. The cousin in front of her was handsome and handsome, and his behavior was not unpleasant. His warm words brought a touch of warmth to Daiyu, who had lost her mother and left home.

"Thank you cousin, I brought everything."

On the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, a luxurious five-story ship slowly set sail. Along both sides of the river, there were dozens of muscular trackers shouting slogans, and the tight ropes dragged the huge ship away from the port.

The top floor is the most luxurious one. The scarlet lacquer carved door is hung with a brocade curtain embroidered with pearls, ivory and suzhou. In order to keep warm, a layer of fox fur silk and satin is wrapped around the small building.

Snow Goose lifted up a corner, and the sunlight flowed into the small building along the gap.

"Miss Lin, the top floor is the coldest. You are weak and can't get the wind. Please ask that little girl Xueyan to lower the curtain."

Grandma Wang was so distressed that she hugged the corners of Daiyu's cotton skirt and tried to persuade her.

Although May and June are the beginning of summer, the water vapor is diffuse above the river, the cold and heat converge, and the cold wind blows from time to time.

Daiyu was so stubborn that she straightened her little body and looked at her hometown: "Mommy, to see far, you have to climb high. I want to see more of my father and my hometown again."

"Oh! I'm going to make a pot of ginger and jujube tea, and I'll be here to warm the girl up in a moment."

Grandma Wang was Daiyu's wet nurse and knew that Daiyu was fragile, so she went down the stairs to the kitchen.

Yangzhou was getting further and further away. In fact, nothing could be seen anymore. Daiyu just stared blankly in that direction.

"Hiss...ha!"

Xueyan's breath woke Daiyu up from her arms. Looking at the little girl's red face and being shorter than herself, she felt some sympathy for each other.

He is also a miserable child who has no parents to care for him.

"Is it cold?"

Daiyu's voice was clear and ethereal.

Xue Yan was stunned. Miss Lin was quirky and always narrow-minded. He had never heard her tone like this in the two years he had been with her.

"Miss Lin, I'm not cold...really, not cold at all."

Xue Yan tried her best to turn her back on her little hands, which were red from the cold, to avoid Dai Yu's sight.

"You little girl, you are so dishonest. Do you want to freeze and be lazy?!"

Yes, this is the lady I know.

"Don't dare, Miss Lin, I...I'm not..."

Although she is a girl and has a sharper tongue, how clearly can a seven or eight-year-old girl speak in a hurry?

"Then you come over and warm yourself up. There is a hand stove next to you. Hold me in your arms to warm you up for a while. Grandma Wang will come over and drink the cold-repelling soup and continue to open the curtain for me."

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When Xue Yan heard what Dai Yu said, she thought it was right, so she put down the curtain and followed.

Daiyu herself went out and leaned slightly on the beam wrapped in fox fur. A breeze blew by. Daiyu tried her best to endure it, but her lungs still felt itchy and she coughed lightly.

"Hey, Miss Lin, why did you come out! You got the cold, what the hell! Xueyan! Xueyan, I want you to look after Miss Lin, that's how you look after her. If Miss Lin has a headache or a fever, pay close attention to your

Skin!"

"Mommy, I'm just a little bored. Come out for some air. I'm ready to go back now."

Lin Daiyu sighed slightly, but she couldn't see the scenery even if she wanted to. She didn't blame Grandma Wang, she only blamed herself. If she had been stronger, she wouldn't have had to stay at her grandmother's house.

Daiyu turned her head and Lianbu moved to go back. A flash of red on the river surface attracted her attention.

"Mommy, what do you think that is? It looks like a ball of flame."

Grandma Wang looked in the direction pointed by Daiyu's green-white little finger, but saw nothing: "Miss Lin, there is nothing. You'd better go back quickly."

Grandma Wang knows that there are many water ghosts in the rivers, and they are looking for someone to die. Miss Lin is weak, so she may have been targeted by dirty things.

"How could it not be!?"

Daiyu said dissatisfied and coquettishly: "Perhaps you are getting older and your eyesight is dazzled and you cannot see clearly. You need a pair of dioramas to change it. I'll go find my cousin and ask! Maybe it's some auspicious sign."

Standing on tiptoes and looking at the misty river at dusk, when the breeze blows, a fiery red flower looms, which is particularly beautiful.

The flames rising and falling on the river surface were as beautiful and dazzling as a river flower reflecting the sun.

"Mommy, can you see it so clearly?"

After Daiyu said this, without waiting for Nanny Wang's response, she gave a joyful cry and ran under the boat. Nanny Wang wanted to stop her, but she felt pity for Daiyu, who lost her mother and father at a young age.

He just stayed by the side and accompanied him off the deck.

Jia Lian and Jia Yucun were drinking and talking about politics. One wanted to show off and the other was flattering. The golden signboard of the Duke's Mansion was the Jianmu that Jia Yucun was climbing on. He glanced at it from the corner of his eye and said with a smile: "Second Master Lian, Miss Lin is here in a hurry.

, I must have something important to do, so I’ll take my leave first.”

Jia Lian smiled and cupped his hands: "Sir is also tired today, so let's have a rest first. The boys will arrange the meals. I will talk to you tomorrow!"

"cousin!"

As soon as Jia Yucun retreated, Daiyu came to Jia Lian, walked quickly for a moment, her face turned sickly red, and after breathing for a while, she continued: "Cousin, there is something over there, it is red and red, I want to go

have a look."

Jia Lian looked along the direction of Daiyu's finger, and sure enough there was something floating and rising, but it was not as red and auspicious as what her cousin said, but rather like a drowned ghost hanging in the river, with a gloomy air.

"Sister Lin, I, Xu Wang'er, will just salvage it. If it is some kind of treasure, I will not capture your treasure. Wang'er, go and have a look. If it is really auspicious, then salvage it and bring it back. If it is..."

"Second Master, don't worry, it will save you money!"

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