The Jiangzhou Sima's Blue Robe Was Soaked

Jiangzhou.

At the head of the Xunyang River.

Forty-five years of wind and rain, the rise and fall of several Emperors.

Damn Heaven did not lie.

If it said three generations, then it was three generations.

Only forty-five years had passed since Li Heng's death, yet six emperors had come and gone. His son and grandson alone had occupied more than thirty of those years.

It was now the tenth year of the Yuanhe Era, considered a relatively peaceful stretch of time.

The Son of Heaven in the Imperial Court was not yet twenty. It was said that his health was already failing, and the affairs of state were far from stable.

Inside the pleasure boat, Verdant Green Maiden reclined as the sound of a pipa flowed around her ears. She lightly kept time with her hand.

The melody paused.

"Not bad!"

Verdant Green Maiden clapped her hand, snapped her fan shut, and leaned forward to lift Autumn Maiden's chin with it.

"Autumn Maiden's skill has grown ever more polished! Good, very good!"

With her chin tipped up by Verdant Green Maiden, Autumn Maiden looked helpless. She raised a hand and pushed the fan aside. "My lady, you only know how to make fun of me!"

"I'm not making fun of you!"

Verdant Green Maiden shook her head, her expression utterly serious.

At that, Autumn Maiden sighed.

"Ah..."

"I haven't touched the pipa for years. If I hadn't met you today, my lady, how could I have played again?"

Hearing this, Verdant Green Maiden clicked her tongue and shook her head.

"Back in Chang'an, I never stopped praising your skill. Later, I meant to return to Chang'an to find you, but who would have thought you had married? Where is your husband?"

"He went off to trade."

At this, Autumn