Ji Xiaolan: Kill Qianlong at the beginning

He Shen said, "Look, look, you keep talking about money, as if I were a greedy person. Besides, you have been dismissed from your post and become a commoner. How can you be so polite to me?"

Minde knew that he had said the wrong thing. Yes, he had been dismissed from his post and became a commoner, so naturally he could not be said to be treating him with icy respect.

But he said: "Your Excellency, we deserve your protection."

He Shen said, "Oh, that's enough, stop being so sour. We can't just let our guard down just yet. As long as Mo Li doesn't leave Jiangnan, we can't let our guard down, Min De."

Min De said seriously: "Yes, it all depends on your support."

He Shen walked towards the thing he had just mentioned and said with a smile, "Good stuff, really good stuff."

Min De said, "Yes, yes, I will definitely send it to your house someday."

……

Zhao Qing was walking around alone when Mo Li came over and said to her, "Miss Zhao Qing, why haven't you gone to bed yet? Xiaoyue's snoring is disturbing you, isn't it?"

Zhao Qing walked towards her and said, "Master Mo, Master Mo, I know I am a burden to you and I have made things difficult for you."

Mo Li said, "I have always taken the world as my responsibility. How could I let my children's personal feelings get in the way?"

Zhao Qing said gently: "You mean, you don't take me to heart?"

Mo Li didn't know what to say.

He just sighed, "Mo has no choice."

Zhao Qing looked at him and said, "Master Mo, there's a poem you must remember."

Then he read it out:

"I am affectionate but seem to be heartless, I just feel I can't smile in front of the wine bottle..."

Mo Li followed and said:

"The candle is reluctant to leave, and sheds tears for people until dawn."

He said with emotion: "When I was young, I always thought Du Mu's poem was too euphemistic when I read it, but it is not."

Zhao Qing said, "Only today do I realize that I haven't understood the poet's meaning because I haven't reached the depth of his love."

Mo Li smiled and said, "Look at what you said. Jiangnan is such a beautiful place. If there is someone I love who is willing to accompany me, I am really willing to farm and study here for the rest of my life."

Zhao Qing cried softly and wiped her tears with her little hands.

Mo Li looked at her and said, "Miss Zhao Qing, what's wrong with you? Are you crying?"

Zhao Qing choked up and said, "Master Mo, you don't know, I am crying with joy. For a woman, if she can hear someone she has admired for a long time say these words, everything is worth it."

Mo Li said: "So, you are willing to accompany me."

Zhao Qing shook his head gently, "I can't. I won't agree to your request. Lord Mo, Zhao Qing will always belong to Mo Li in this life. But Mo Li is not Zhao Qing's. Mo Li belongs to millions of people. Mo Li belongs to the country. Zhao Qing will never let Mo Li be tied to the boudoir for the rest of her life and bear eternal infamy."

Mo Li said affectionately: "Miss Zhao Qing, I am sincere."

Zhao Qing was moved and said, "I know, I know, Master Mo, you will regret it."

Mo Li said, "People say that a heartless person isn't necessarily a true hero."

Zhao Qing stopped crying, looked at the night sky, and said, "Master Mo, look at the beautiful moonlight in the south of the Yangtze River. Are you interested in drinking the plum blossom wine I brewed?"

Mo Li smiled and said, "I'm afraid the wine has made me even more sad."

Zhao Qing grabbed Mo Li's hand and said, "Master Mo, wait for me, I'll be right here."

After she left, Mo Li sighed.

……

Zhao Qing prepared the wine, poured it for Mo Li, and handed the glass to him.

Mo Li took the wine glass with both hands and took a sip.

Take a second sip.

The third bite.

Outside, in the night, a group of ducks were swimming in the river.

Mo Li drank so many glasses of wine that he fell asleep. Zhao Qing helped him to bed.