I can finally go out for a walk. Even if I can't go sightseeing, it's still good to breathe the air outside the palace.
Mu Yunsang knew that Beichen Mofeng might just be taking advantage of her current position in the hearts of the farmers, and she just wanted to use Beichen Mofeng to take a trip out of the palace.
On the second day, there was a farmers’ sacrifice ceremony.
When she came out of the palace in the imperial attire of the Crown Princess, she wore no make-up and a set of peasant clothes prepared by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. After worshiping the God of Agriculture, she changed into the peasant clothes and went to the fields to sow with the common people, creating a royal image that was close to the people and approachable.
Beichen Mofeng also prepared two sets of clothes like her, and a large group of civil and military officials set off for Wushan Xiannong Altar.
When arriving at the Xiannong Altar, women were not allowed to be sacrificed, so Mu Yunsang waited at the Xiannong Palace in the northwest of the Xiannong Altar. From the southeast, the majestic sound of drums and gold could be heard. Shaoqing, all he could hear was the silent wind of Beichen.
His tone was as calm and majestic as Mount Tai, and he sang word by word: "The Great Beichen, thousands of years ago, the ancestor of Shen Nong, worked hard. We, our descendants, pay tribute to our ancestors, focus on agriculture to consolidate our roots, and pass on the fire to the next generation."
Mu Yunsang listened in the palace and couldn't help laughing.
Haiyin brought some water and asked curiously: "Master, are you laughing that you can come out of the palace to play today?"
She would not tell Hai Yu that she was Xiao Beichen and Mo Feng read it. It was too ridiculous. These four-character mottos looked just like the propaganda slogans of cults in martial arts movies: "Sun Moon God Cult, culture becomes martial virtue,
Benefiting the common people, for thousands of years, unifying the world."
It's so similar, that serious tone, haha.
She now wondered how she fell in love with this ancient man who was strict in everything he did and spoke in a serious manner.
Thinking about it, it was probably the experience on Devil's Mountain that was so beautiful that it confused her heart.
"hehe!"
On the Demon King's Mountain, the scene of him risking his life to save himself, and the scene of the two experiencing life and death, flashed before her eyes. She couldn't help but chuckle softly. The smile was extremely warm, just like the smile outside the window.
Like a magnolia flower, in the sunlight, the white petals glow with a charming halo.
It wasn't until the sound of doves flapping their wings outside woke her up that she returned to reality from her memories. She looked at the many white doves flying into the sky outside the window. She knew that the sacrificial ceremony was almost over. When Beichen Mofeng got on the carriage, he said
Okay, after letting the pigeons fly, we have to go to the farmland together.
"Master, please change your clothes first, we will go to the ground soon."
Mu Yunsang nodded and got up, and went to the back room with Haiyin to change into the coarse linen clothes of a peasant woman, but her flaws were not concealed. Even dressed like this, she still exuded an aura that was different from ordinary people, even though the red spots on her cheeks were covered up.
Despite her amazing beauty, her bright eyes are like stars in the sky, and like two tiles of black mercury raised in white mercury. There is a spirit of beauty in the silence.
When Beichen Mofeng came in, she was just coming out after changing her clothes.
At the first glance, Beichen Mofeng was slightly startled, and then an appreciative smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"My prince's princess is really suitable for wearing light makeup and heavy makeup."
"Your Highness, it's too late. Please change your clothes quickly. The people have been waiting there for a long time."
When Xuan Chengyou saw Beichen Mofeng just looking at Mo Yunsang thoughtfully, he was afraid that Beichen Mofeng would do something he shouldn't do, so he was busy urging him.
Taking a look at the peasant woman's uniform worn by Mu Yunsang, Xuan Chengyou frowned slightly, wondering who had prepared it. This peasant woman's uniform was not what Miss Su was wearing when His Highness and Miss Su first met outside the palace.
Xuan Chengyou secretly remembered this matter in his heart. He didn't think it was a coincidence. Someone must have arranged it deliberately.
He even looked at Mu Yunsang's face suspiciously, wondering if Mu Yunsang knew something and deliberately dressed up like Miss Su in order to please His Highness.
However, the tortured suspicion was quickly dispelled.
The Mu Yunsang in Xuan Chengyou's mind probably did not have such a personality that was willing to please others. Otherwise, His Highness would not go to Jiao Fang Hall for many days, but she would have the leisure to plant vegetables and would not have the time to come to say hello.
This empress is so special that Xuan Chengyou sometimes wonders how a person could undergo such earth-shaking changes in less than a year.
When I first entered the palace, I was really too humble, and all the humble people were left in the dust.
If anyone speaks loudly, her eyes will turn red, and even a slave can act wildly on her head.
At this moment, with her appearance, even His Highness may not take him seriously.
The group changed their clothes and went to the farmland, where the people were already waiting.
Mu Yunsang appeared, causing a burst of cheers. Sure enough, she was an image ambassador.
Everything after that was done step by step, including distributing seeds and planting them herself. She also told the people a lot of truths about the importance of farming that she had memorized in advance. She also made a sensational agreement with the people that when she comes back next year, she will have a taste of the seeds she personally distributed.
Food grown from everyone’s seeds.
After everything was done step by step, we left the field amidst the cheers of the people. When we looked up at the sky, it was already dark.
Sitting on the carriage returning to Beijing, she was still wearing the same peasant woman's makeup. Beichen Mofeng's eyes fell on her face somewhat tenderly, occasionally crossing her clothes, and her smile made Mu Yunsang unpredictable.
"Tired?"
he asked.
She shook her head: "It's okay."
"Isn't it boring?"
She didn't deny it: "Yeah."
"Oh, you are the one who dares to say such a thing."
"What about Su Jinxiu?"
After she finished speaking, she felt that she was really obsessed with Su Jinxiu. The atmosphere was originally good, but now it turned cold.
She was so serious that she insisted on comparing herself with a dead man.
As a result, when she was with Beichen Mofeng, the dead man seemed to have taken root in her heart and jumped out uncontrollably.
Beichen Mofeng's face instantly turned cold.
The atmosphere in the carriage was extremely tense.
——Digression——
I will update Gold Medal 10 tonight. Now I will change it and add one chapter every day. One chapter is 3,000 words. It feels better like this. Hahaha.