Priceless: A widow with a baby asks the prince to marry again

There is an exquisite island on the quiet lake. There is no soil or stone on the island, and the carved beams and painted buildings are all built of precious wood. This island can be called a water pavilion, but its scale is so large that people who don’t know the truth often mistake it for an island.

The pavilion extending from the waterside pavilion is draped with gauze and hangings on all sides to block out the scorching summer sun. There is a gentle coolness inside. Ice cubes are placed in the four corners of the pavilion, making all the beauties in the pavilion feel like they are in spring.

At this time, a man was sitting lazily on a bamboo mat. Even though he looked a little sick, one could tell from his clothes and temperament that he was extremely noble.

"I thought my third brother wanted to learn from me how to lie low and act so attractive that people lose their minds, but he is ambitious and is active again after just one month." King Kang shook his head with a gentle smile.

The staff member who was kneeling near him said angrily, "I think that Prince Duan is just using the excuse of loving the widow to eliminate the eyes and ears of others around him. All our spies have been wiped out. It's really hateful!"

King Kang smiled faintly, holding the little hand that was massaging his shoulders, and asked in a trance, "I heard that the widow is very beautiful, but I wonder how beautiful she is..."

The aide had naturally never seen it, but he knew that Prince Kang would not really care about the widow's appearance, and then said sternly: "Prince Duan is born with a rebellious nature. No matter how beautiful the widow is, it will not change his evil ambitions!"

"Ambition..." King Kang chuckled, but his expression was a little cold, and he said softly: "Mr. Zhou, if there were a thousand taels of gold in front of you, you could reach it as long as you stretched out your hand, could you resist stretching out your hand?"

"My third brother only started to show his talent when he was sixteen, but before that, I had already led the army and made great contributions...How can I blame my third brother for asking for help when he was not made the crown prince despite his achievements?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou's aide lost all his momentum. He swallowed his saliva and looked around uneasily.

King Kang continued to play with the soft and tender hands, and said calmly: "Father's ears can't hear this, there is no need to be so nervous, except you and me, no one knows."

Zhou Mujiao also remembered how tightly Prince Kang controlled his people. At least it was impossible for others to eavesdrop in the waterside pavilion. He said angrily, "But Prince Duan should also know that you are the legitimate one, so he shouldn't have extended this hand!"

King Kang loosened his grip on the little hand, looked through the veil at the distant landscape, and said calmly, "I just think his circumstances are understandable... How could I let others take my things?"

Regardless of what those people in the temple think, Prince Duan's entourage, which is still thousands of miles away, has recently stopped.

The summer rainy season arrived. About five days after they set out from Fubin, it began to rain heavily, so they had to find another small town to rest - Prince Duan took the initiative to give the order.

Although this town is small, it can accommodate a team of thousands of people. Although this town is built by the river, it does not have to worry about the flood season of the river, because it is located on a high terrain and on a solid stone mountain.

It was pouring rain, but the group was still happy. They were watching the rain from the six-story tower in the south of the town. The rain poured down like a column of water along the hexagonal eaves...

"In all the cities thousands of miles behind the Yangtze River, those with water conservancy facilities should have been well coordinated...but their effect in preventing floods is still minimal." Chu Shiyu raised his head and squinted at the sky that was pouring heavy rain. Some things are indeed beyond human control.

Liu Rusi also stared at the sky absentmindedly and said, "The Baitian Temple says that the only thing that can be changed or sought is the one that humans escape. But how can humans know what is destined by heaven and what is the so-called one? We can only try one by one. Since we have tried our best, we can only leave it to heaven's will."

"I think it will be effective. The canals we built can protect several villages. There are so many river reservoirs and even artificial lakes along the way. If we protect one area at a time, we can protect many places!" Xiao Qinhao feels very optimistic. He has heard these days that there are many large reservoirs that can hold tens or even hundreds of thousands of times the water of that pond. Even if there is a major flood, it can reduce a lot of losses.

"I think Xiaohaohao is right. Don't worry too much. Maybe the rain will stop in two days~" Caiyun happily ate the local specialties. She was so lucky. Now she can travel around and learn to read~

Chu Shiyu lowered his eyes and looked at Liu Rusi. Daxia's rivers have floods almost every year, it's just a matter of how much damage they cause. He is not a person who worries about nothing...

They still had a long journey to go, otherwise it would take forever. Even if he was willing, his father might not allow him to walk for half a year. But he had to be careful about what the note from Baitian Temple said, and avoid the possible dangers along the way.

However, two days later, the sun was shining brightly in the morning with blue sky and white clouds. The river water level did not change much and there was no apparent increase in the water level.

It's like God is mocking you silently, just sending down a rainstorm for fun, look how scared you are!

As Xiao Qinhao loaded his backpack and got on the bus, he said to Caiyun, "Sister Caiyun was right. It really stopped in two days!"

Caiyun smiled a little embarrassedly; she just said it casually.

Then Xiao Qinhao stuck his head out of the car window and said to Chu Shiyu: "I told you not to worry too much. My godfather was worried when he taught me these past two days... Although the note said that my godfather might have a disaster, the temple master also said that I will have great fortune. So as long as my godfather stays with me, nothing should happen to him."

Chu Shiyu couldn't help but narrow his eyes and stare at little Qin Hao. Is this kid mocking him? Is he so worried just for himself? Where's your mind-reading ability? !

Little Qin Hao turned around and said to Liu Rusi, "By the way, although the note from mom doesn't look dangerous, it does seem to have bad intentions. Mom has to stay by my side all the time, so that bad things won't happen easily."

Liu Rusi sat down in the car and said with a smile: "When has mother not been by your side?"

"That's right, mother loves Haohao the most." Little Qinhao smiled happily again and sat down next to his mother.

Chu Shiyu felt relieved. Little Qin Hao asked him to follow closely and asked his mother to stay by his side. Wasn't this asking the three of them to stay together? Was this kid secretly helping him?

After walking on land for another three days, although there was occasional drizzle or showers, they had little impact and the water level was still good, so Chu Shiyu decided to lead everyone on board again.

This time there were only seven official ships, but they were larger than before because the next river was wider. They would go down the river, and in three days at the least and five days at the most, they would reach Wuyang Prefecture, and then the waterway on the river would end.

Just as Chu Shiyu used the same trick to pick up little Qin Hao, Sun Zhizhao came running over and said anxiously, "Your Highness, there is urgent news from the north. The continuous heavy rains in Xingzhou and the upstream areas have caused the river to burst its banks! Thousands of acres of fertile land along the coast have been flooded, and countless people have died and fled!"

Chu Shiyu didn't know what to think for a moment. He had been preparing for a flood, but he didn't expect it to be a river bursting its banks...

However, the flooded area was a thousand miles away from them by land. No matter how they had walked before, they could not reach Xingzhou now.

Their current plan is to go to Wuyang Prefecture first. Then they can take the Huai River and travel on the Grand Canal in half a month to reach the capital, or they can take another one or two months by land. Of course, he prefers to go slowly.

"Your Highness, should we go to Xingzhou instead?" Sun Zhizhao asked eagerly.

Chu Shiyu looked at the big ship and said casually, "King Kang's fiefdom is closer. I don't know where the eighth prince is now, but it must not be too far away."

"But His Majesty may not send them to help with the disaster!" Sun Zhizhao was scratching his head and was a little confused. Since the prince showed his talent, he has always fought for everything. He first provided disaster relief and volunteered to go to the southwest last year. Which of these opportunities was not won? Was the disaster relief this time going to be left to those two?

"Let's go to Wuyang Prefecture first. It's faster to start from there." There was no indication of Chu Shiyu's intention on his face.

But Sun Zhizhao still said anxiously: "That's true, but Your Majesty can first send a pigeon to the capital to ask for disaster relief. Otherwise, the court is far away and it will be difficult for us to do this!"

"No need. It's not good to rush things too much." Chu Shiyu firmly rejected it. He knew what Sun Zhizhao was thinking, but firstly, he didn't want to take Liu Rusi and others to a disaster area with high risks. Secondly, he felt that arguing about those things was a bit boring...

Is he really interested in that position? Thinking about it carefully, no, it's just that he doesn't want anything else, so he throws himself into this open and secret struggle, just looking forward to winning every time until he wins the final victory.

And now, he has a new battle situation. His opponent is a dead man. He is at an extreme disadvantage, but the final grand prize is what he wants very much... Chu Shiyu turned his head to look at Liu Rusi and asked softly: "We are about to get on the boat. Do you want to come and hold Qin Hao's hand?"

Liu Rusi was digesting the information in their conversation. She felt a little embarrassed when she heard the question. Before, she was just ridiculously worried that he would throw Qin Hao into the river... Now she still has some trust. She cleared her cough and said, "No, hurry up and get on the boat. Don't delay."

Chu Shiyu looked calm and collected as she stepped onto the deck and walked towards the ship, but she was puzzled. Wouldn't she be afraid of the unstable deck? Why was it different this time?

She didn't look scared now, could it be that there was some other hidden reason last time? What made her suddenly approach? Chu Shiyu kept recalling the situation at that time and reanalyzed it.

Sun Zhizhao, who was still standing there, was extremely anxious. What happened to the prince? Could it be that he was seriously injured and the evil spirit took advantage of his weakness and affected his mind?

The ship set sail, and with the wind and the sea gentle, it soon left the dock.

After Liu Rusi and Caiyun put their things away, they walked to the side of the boat to look at the distant dock. Xiao Qinhao and Chu Shiyu naturally followed closely, and the four-member group was almost formed.

Suddenly, Xiao Qinhao pointed at the bank of the river and shouted, "That guy riding a bull! Is he a Taoist priest?!"

Upon hearing the sound, Liu Rusi and his companions quickly found the cow on the shore, and then locked onto the person on the cow's back, an old man with messy hair and a crooked Taoist robe!

"Is that the abbot of Baitian Temple on the shore?!" Liu Rusi shouted.

The old Taoist priest on the cow's back seemed to have heard the sound and looked towards the big ship.

Liu Rusi shouted with all her might: "Tianqing is still waiting for you to come back! Come back to the temple as soon as possible!"

No one knew whether the old Taoist priest heard what he said or not. He only saw his increasingly smaller figure taking off the gourd from his waist and holding it up towards them.

Seeing that it was impossible to hear again, Liu Rusi no longer wasted her voice. It was impossible for them to really capture the master of the temple. She could only hope that the master would have a change of heart and remember that there was a child waiting for him in the temple.