Murong Fu exempted them from the crime for the sake of the officials interceding for them.
However, Zhao Ding was demoted from the original Zhou Mu to the Longcheng County Magistrate, and from the sixth-rank official who was most likely to be promoted to an eighth-rank minor official in the local county. Although Longcheng was at the foot of the emperor, he still fell into the bottom stream.
Fang Baihua was not spared either, so she was demoted to the Yanlin Army and joined the army. She was also a mere eighth-rank official.
Although they were demoted, they both stayed in Longcheng. Fang Baihua's face was not sad at all. Instead, he was filled with a happy smile and looked at Zhao Ding sincerely.
Zhao Ding had a trace of guilt in his eyes. If he had known this, he should not have hidden Baihua's feelings from the other party, so that the other party would not have contradicted His Majesty and ended up like this.
Speaking of which, he was the one who got her into trouble.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was over, the two of them returned their official seals the next day, stayed in Longcheng, and rushed to their respective territories to take up their posts.
However, at first, both of them enjoyed their current stable and peaceful life, but as time went by, Zhao Ding's talents were revealed.
Unlike when he governed Xizhou, the officials knew the current events from the memorials. At that time, they could not empathize with him, and they did not know that it was Zhao Ding who gave most of the credit to the prince, so that Murong Chengze could win over the people and the common people. He has such high prestige among officials.
This time when Zhao Ding took office as county magistrate, he was very bold and diligent in his political affairs. His political achievements were all real and there was no room for doubt. ?.?????.???
And it was still at the feet of the emperor, where all the officials were. When Zhao Ding's political talent was fully demonstrated, the officials understood deeply that the changes in Xizhou and Liaodong today were probably not only the result of the prince.
At the same time, some quick-thinking officials gradually discovered that His Majesty demoted the other party's official position at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. I am afraid that it was not just as simple as being angry. It was probably to allow the hero who assisted the prince to come from behind the scenes to the stage and pave the way for his future. It's just a way to pave the way for promotion.
Sure enough, in less than a few months, Zhao Ding was promoted from county magistrate to seventh-rank county magistrate, and then to sixth-rank general judge, in charge of government affairs.
After Zhao Ding understood Murong Fu's intentions, he no longer suppressed Baihua's feelings, and the two got married at the end of the year.
On the eve of the wedding, Murong Fu summoned Murong Chengze and ordered him to send a large gift to this disciple on his behalf.
Murong Chengze did as he was told.
On their wedding day, Fang Baihua saw the rain of flowers that she and her master had seen in Persia.
Countless bright petals fell in the wind, everyone was bathed in the fragrant fragrance, and she was wearing new clothes. This scene was as beautiful as a painting.
Not only that, Murong Fu also specially took Dao Baifeng back so that she wouldn't miss Fang Baihua's wedding.
Fang Baihua initially thought that Zhao Ding knew that she liked flowers, so she prepared this unique surprise. But when she saw Dao Baifeng appear, she understood that all this was the master's arrangement, and she was immediately moved, and her eyes were clear The tears were blurry, and the makeup was stained by crying.
Dao Baifeng held her in his arms distressedly to comfort her. At this moment, she felt as if she were watching her child get married, with deep reluctance and sincere wishes.
She thought that Dao Baifeng's arrival was an unexpected surprise, until a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life and gray hair appeared in front of her. Fang Baihua immediately threw herself into his arms with a look of aggrievedness, crying until she burst into tears. rain.
"Baihua, it was my benefactor who told me the news and asked me to come from the Western Regions."
Fang La's eyes turned red when he looked at his sister who was dressed in red makeup and was about to get married. He felt as if something important was about to be lost, which was both complicated and comforting.
"Brother, you...why don't you come to see me!"
Fang Baihua hated her eldest brother so much that she never came to see her again after leaving her in the Yan Kingdom. But now that she saw her eldest brother appearing at the most important moment in her life, all her resentment was gone. It turned into grievances and longing, and I burst into tears. I just wanted to ask for an explanation.
Fang La sighed, "I promised my benefactor that I would never let people from the Ming Cult touch the Central Plains. As the leader of the Ming Cult, how can I openly violate the agreement?"
"Then...are you so cruel to leave me behind?"
Fang Baihua's pretty face was full of tears. She had always been strong and decisive in situations, but now she was like a homeless child after being abandoned.
Fang La was heartbroken, "Thanks to my benefactor's permission, didn't I come here today? When you and Zhao have a child, my eldest brother will come again to drink my nephew's full moon wine."
After hearing what he said, Fang Baihua realized how difficult it was for her eldest brother to leave the Western Region and visit Dayan.
"No, when the time comes, Brother Zhao and I will take the children to see my uncle."
Fang La smiled and nodded, but he felt a little sour in his heart, thinking that his good sister would be given to a pig after all... That's all, don't tell her!
After Dao Baifeng saw that their brother and sister had reconciled, he put the mask he had prepared on his face and gave another one to Fang La.
After all, both of them have special identities, so it's better not to show their true appearance to others.
When Fang Baihua saw her two closest relatives arriving, she felt that her life was complete, so she forced them to sit in the hall and introduced them to everyone that they were her cousins. My brother and aunt are the only relatives left in this world.
Zhao Ding was orphaned early and was raised by his mother Fan. However, his mother died of illness when he was admitted to the imperial examination. There were no close relatives in the family anymore, so Fang La and the others felt particularly close to him.
After paying homage, all the tedious etiquette was completed smoothly. Fang La was left to drink, while Dao Baifeng left with Fang Baihua to reminisce.
Time soon arrived at night, and Fang Baihua was nervously waiting for her lover in the new house, while Dao Baifeng also left in time to go to the palace to find her lover.
Inside the Hall of Valor.
Murong Fu did not turn over his cards tonight, but kept waiting for someone in the palace.
It wasn't until Dao Baifeng, wearing a familiar Taoist robe, appeared in front of him under the bright moonlight that a smile appeared on Murong Fu's lips.
Dao Baifeng's longing for him had already burned her body like a burning fire, and she immediately threw herself into Murong Fu's arms, her eyes sparkling as she stared at him lovingly.
Feeling the familiar aura on the other person's body, her cheeks became hotter and hotter, and her inadvertently revealed charm was already exciting.
Murong Fu leaned over and kissed her lips, which were moist, warm and fragrant, leaving endless aftertaste.
Dao Baifeng held his waist with one hand, and involuntarily hooked his neck with the other hand, wishing that she could press her whole body against him and blend into him.
The spring water was born, the spring forest was blooming, the fragrance was invisible in the main hall, Murong Fu gently pushed aside the gauze covering the beautiful mountains and rivers, and began to go upstream, bravely climbing the peak, even though the mountains were heavy and the water was heavy, and his back was covered with sweat, his sword was white and the phoenix It is also full of affectionate expectations...
