In the summer of the fifth year of Yongchang, the Yellow River was flooded.

During the reign of Emperor Jingyu and Emperor Qingyuan, the Yellow River also flooded frequently, but never once, it was more serious than the flood in Yongchang for the fifth year.

The floods of the Yellow River came in a raging momentum. The lower reaches of the Yellow River, Pingjiang, eastern coastal areas and Yangtze River areas were all severely affected. Previously, due to frequent breakages and diverting routes in the Yellow River, they had to face this major decision every summer. The good weather this year made Chu Luo forget the great troubles of the Yellow River. Finally, in the late summer of this year, the Yellow River flooded and suffered heavy losses, and the national treasury expenditures were huge, and the victims still complained.

When the memorials were handed over to the emperor, Chu Luo was already frowning. For the sake of the Yellow River breaking, he had not had a good sleep for several days, and his eyes were terrible black. On this day, Yan Ji was with the emperor and saw his extremely distressed look, and felt very distressed. He was only twenty-six years old, but he seemed to have become much older in the past few days. She gently stroked his shoulder and said warmly, "Master, take a rest and look."

Chu Luo didn't look at her, but his eyebrows were still frowning tightly, "It's not a problem."

Yan Ji sighed slightly. She had been with the emperor for the days she had been much more obedient. She knew that she could not get involved in the affairs of her family and country, so she no longer wanted to persuade her.

While she was thinking silently, she saw a memorial unfolding in front of Chu Luo holding Shen Tunan's name. Her eyes suddenly lit up and she immediately said, "Have you ever thought that Jiangnan is often flooded, and Lord Shen, as the governor of Fujian and Zhejiang, is also proficient in water control. If he is asked to go, wouldn't it help the emperor?"

When Chu Luo heard this, his dark eyebrows raised and said with a warm voice, "It's not that I haven't thought about it, but Lord Shen is over fifty years old and should be enjoying the joy of family. I really don't want him to go there with such hard work in water management."

Yan Ji immediately felt a stern and sighed regretfully, "It's just that the Yellow River is flooding continuously, and the people in the affected areas are already seriously injured. If the emperor does not send capable people, he is afraid... he is afraid..."

Yan Ji didn't say anything more, Chu Luo already understood what she meant.

The death toll of people in the border areas is increasing every day. Why didn’t Chu Luo feel sad when he saw memorials handed over by the minister? He couldn’t even choose a talent that could be used by him in a great country.

He was silent for a long time and finally spoke, "Even though Shen Tunan has experience in water control, he is already old. What I mean is to let Lu Chongyuan go."

Yan Ji was always with the emperor, and knew who Lu Chongyuan was as the emperor said, so she said, "Lord Lu is still young and is afraid he will not be able to entrust important tasks. If the emperor is worried, he can let him go with Governor Shen."

However, the emperor was understandable when Yan Ji said this. He originally wanted Shen Tunan to go to control the water. Since he was accompanied by Lu Chongyuan, he would be more at ease. The Yellow River floods would be resolved one day earlier, and the country would be peaceful one day earlier.

So the emperor issued an order to order Shen Tunan, the Governor of Fujian and Zhejiang, to be the Governor of the River and go to the Yellow River area to control the water.

After the imperial order, Shen Changan couldn't sit still and got up and went to the gate of Mingde Palace.

"Empress, the emperor issued an order to order Lord Shen to go to control the water. This is a valuation for Lord Shen and Empress. If Lord Shen makes contributions to control the water, the Empress will naturally benefit..."

"You can open it for me!" Chen Chang'an was furious and reached out and slapped Cheng Dehai in the face.

Cheng Dehai was the chief eunuch in Mingde Palace. When did he suffer such humiliation? He was extremely dissatisfied with the emperor's beloved concubine. Even so, he did not dare to speak ill of evil to the emperor's beloved concubine, so he just said, "The emperor is criticizing the memorials in it, I am afraid that it is..."

Before he could finish his words, Chen Chang'an hurried past him, and he could no longer stop him.

Chen Chang'an rushed to Mingde Palace angrily, and his eyes were almost lit. When the palace people around him saw Cheng Dehai's miserable situation just now, they didn't dare to say anything anymore, and hurriedly flashed out a way to pass her.

"Emperor!" Chang'an stood in front of Chu Luo and said angrily, "My father is old and there are so many water-control ministers in the court. Why did the emperor send his father to come?!"

Chu Luo had just heard the noise outside the hall. When he saw Chang'an like this, he sighed slightly in his heart. His eyes were still gentle, "Chang'an, come."

Chang'an seemed to have not heard it, standing straight in the moment, "Chang'an wants an explanation from the emperor, why should I send my father?"

"Mr. Shen has been curing several floods in Jiangnan, and he is familiar with the meditations. I sent him there, shouldn't it be?"

"But my father is already old, so please consider it again!"

"Chang'an." Chu Luo sighed heavily and reached out to hold her. "Mr. Shen is your father and my father. I will definitely order people to stay at him this time to ensure that he is safe and sound. You don't have to worry."

A trace of crystal tears flashed across Chang'an's eyes, but he still asked unwillingly, "Are you serious about this?"

Chu Luo reached out to hold her over, and his tone was gentle, "A gentleman's word will definitely be as good as he can."

Chang'an's expression calmed down slightly at this time, leaning against his arms, feeling at peace.

However, his promise was not fulfilled as he deserved.

The floods of the Yellow River finally stopped at the end of this month. The water management ministers built high weirs to bind water, used water to attack sand, so that the two waters could flow together, divert and discharge floods, and achieved unprecedented achievements.

Although things went smoothly, several heroes were lost in the process.

Chen Chang'an's father Chen Tunan is one of them.

At first, the emperor was deeply saddened when he heard this news. All the ministers knew that Governor Chen was the father of the imperial concubine, and they could not speak for a while.

After a few days, the news also reached Chonghua Palace.

Chen Changan held his fingers hard, and his knuckles turned white. Her voice trembled endlessly, "What did you... say just now..."

He Sheng was already in a dilemma when he lay on the ground, so he had to repeat in a deep voice, "Mr. Shen died on duty, he has already..."

"Get out!" Chang'an opened his blood-red eyes wide, and tears rolled from her eyes, "I told you to get out!"

When did He Sheng see the imperial concubine like this? He was extremely shocked. He didn't dare to say anything anymore and hurriedly stepped back.

He walked to the door and saw Wanka standing there, his eyes were red.

"My father-in-law, go back first." Wanxiang tried her best to smile at He Sheng, but the smile was extremely ugly and she couldn't say anything about her sorrow.

He Sheng sighed deeply and comforted him, "You should spend time with the Queen, she is in great pain at this time."

Wanka nodded vigorously, and some tears oozed from the corners of her eyes.

Chen Chang'an sat on the couch, holding a jade pillow in his hand, and even the willow catkins inside were exposed, but she still didn't realize it. Her big tears fell on her robe, and her voice was also a little hoarse, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

As she said that, she ran out of the house.

Han Yan, who was sobbing, saw Chang'an like this and immediately stepped forward to stop him and said, "Where is your master?"

Chang'an did not answer her, and reached out to push her hard. Han Yan could not resist Chang'an's strength, and immediately hit the table beside him. Wanxiang was startled and hurriedly wanted to help her, but Han Yan ignored the pain in her body and looked straight at Chang'an, "Go and chase your master..."

Chang'an ran to the door crazy, but was stopped by Chu Luo. He grabbed her wrist hard and said solemnly, "Where are you going?!"

Chang'an just seemed to have not heard it, punched Chu Luo hard, tears surging down, and he whimpered, "You killed my father, you killed him..."

Chu Luo felt ache in his heart and let her hit him, but he did not resist.

Seeing this, Cheng Dehai was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade, "Imperial Concubine, the emperor is the lord of the nineteenth century, and he can't beat him. If you want to beat him, just hit the slave..."

Cheng Dehai knelt at Chang'an's feet and kept kowtowing. When he knelt, the palace servants behind him knelt all over the ground.

Chen Chang'an never hated him so much, never. The grievances she suffered in the palace were not as strong as the pain of losing her father at this time.

She was tired of fighting, so she stopped herself, squatted on the ground, crying in a panic, "Why... Why don't I have no father... Why should I treat me like this? I have no brother anymore, why should I take my father away..."

She cried heartbrokenly. When Chu Luo saw this, he felt extremely thrilling. He squatted down and wanted to help her up, but she was harshly , "Don't touch me!"

He was also frightened by her, but he reluctantly reached out to hug her, "Chang'an..."

She raised her eyes and looked at him resolutely, but there was a clear hatred in her eyes, "I hate you so much, Chu Luo, I will never forgive you in my life, I will never forgive you in my life!"

Chang'an finished speaking with all his strength, but his mouth was a little awkward, "I'm going to see my father, I'm going to see him..."

Chu Luo's eyes felt moist, and even his voice became much gentler, "I'll ask you to see him, can I go with you..."

"Get out!" Chang'an's lips were white, and tears were burning hot, "My father is so kind to you. He has been doing his best to do his best to do your work for you, but you are going to kill him. Chu Luo, you are simply not a human! You are not worthy of seeing him at all!"

The smoky fire in Chang'an's eyes gradually burned out, and her face was as gloomy as a black cloud over the city, "Chu Luo, I really hate you, why do I like you..."

This sentence hit Chu Luo's heart without any precaution. His face was pale and he said in a deep voice, "Chang'an, say it again..."

"Get out! Every second I see you feel extremely disgusting. You really don't deserve it, you don't deserve it!" She roared out angrily, and big tears rolled down from her eyes, instantly submerging her entire vision.

Chu Luo's heart sank, as if there were thousands of arrows piercing his heart, and he said in a low voice, "This is what you said."

After saying that, he stood up and left with his sleeves.

The gate of Chonghua Palace was closed heavily behind him. Chang'an looked at it and felt that all her youth and all her youthful love were closed heavily with this door. What was left was just a body called Chen Chang'an.
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