Everyone knows that in the land of Yunhuai, umbrellas are good, tea is good, and people are better.
When Jiang Lanqing was a child, she traveled with her father all over the country, visiting mountains and rivers. She thought she could be so carefree in her life, but she returned to Yunhuai in her prime years, and saw sadness on her father's brows - for what reason, she didn't understand it when she was a child, but it took her heart.
Her father and mother only raised her as a man, devoted themselves to the golden rules, poems, books, etiquette and music.
On the day she gave birth to hairpins, the third prince's gift was half a blood-stained picture - all the hydrological pillars in the thirteen states of Yunhuai were marked red.
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Song Xiangxu rubbed the jade flute on his waist in the shadow of the teahouse, watching the moon-white skirt crossing the twelve waterside pavilion bridges. When news came from the court about changes in grain prices in Yunhuai, he suddenly understood the "Bu Tian Ge" secretly engraved on the green jade hairpin in her hair.
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In the Chaoyang Palace, Jiang Lanqing's gilt-woven skirt was paved with a geographical map of mountains and rivers, and Song Xiangxu's boots crushed the nine-layered palace steps. She disassembled the twelve imperial crowns into two: "This golden beam belongs to you to control the northern border, and this jade algae belongs to me to control the water transportation."
He split open the imperial seal and put half of it into her hand: "Since Emperor Jiang wants to divide and conquer, it is better to dismantle Song too. - Half of the bones to protect your Jiang family's ancestral tomb, and half of the blood to pour your phoenix crown and pearls."
\"Your poems are rolled into hairpins to record the mountains and rivers, and my sword is split by the light and washes the court all night long-the thousands of waves of ink and the frost on the blade are originally the unrenewal of the marriage contract between you and me.\"
Purpose: In troubled times, we should strengthen ourselves