Song Huiyue looked at Prince Jin with clear and bright eyes, her two big eyes filled with her entire soul.
She has a slender and delicate body, but the bones in her body are very hard, and her soul is very powerful. She could bring King Jin back from the edge of life and death in the past, and she can still save him now.
King Jin woke up in her eyes and returned to the world little by little.
In front of such a soul, King Jin felt his momentary cowardice and vulnerability, and he immediately buried this self deeply in his heart, leaving only sadness.
Song Huiyue asked Aunt Yun to bring soft stewed yellow mutton and a bowl of rice, and then set a table in the bamboo forest to start the meal.
The mutton soup and rice were served piping hot quickly, and Huang Ting took the initiative and added radish strips and bream.
King Jin was tired, sad, and had no appetite. He picked up two bites of radish sticks with his chopsticks, chewed them in his mouth and couldn't eat any more.
Song Huiyue picked up the chopsticks, gave Jin Wang a big pair of special ones, and piled his bowls into a hill: "Your Majesty, don't be sad, it's our turn to be famous."
When King Jin heard that the word "we" was included in this sentence, he felt happy, but his joy was limited.
Seeing that he still didn't move his chopsticks, Song Huiyue continued to comfort him: "My lord, you will return to Kyoto soon. If you are worried about the lack of manpower, I can help, as long as you don't dislike it."
The King of Jin saw Song Huiyue comforting him seriously, as if he would ascend the throne tomorrow. His face was bulging up and down as he spoke, very cute, so he stretched out his hand and pinched her face.
"I don't mind it."
Then he patted his head: "I almost forgot, Huang Ting, are the stir-fried chestnuts still there?"
Huang Ting had already prepared it. When he took it out, the paper package was still hot to his hands.
"That restaurant at the intersection outside, when you first came to Tanzhou, you could eat two packets in one sitting." King Jin handed the paper packet to Song Huiyue, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
Song Huiyue took it in her hand and smelled it happily.
The smell is very sweet.
She opened the paper bag and put it into her stomach one by one. King Jin also put chopsticks into his mouth one by one. In an instant, the two of them returned to the time when they first arrived here.
Eating at the same table, sitting on the same stone steps, even the words they spoke were very childish.
Although trivial, it is full of fireworks and makes people feel happy.
King Jin was so moved that his eyes turned red.
Yinxiao's eyes in the bamboo forest are also red
Yinxiao was almost in good health and couldn't wait to come to obey the orders. Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the bamboo forest, he met King Jin.
Under the dim lights, King Jin and Song Huiyue stood together, a dazzling match.
Then he looked at himself in the light of the fire and immediately returned to his residence.
You Song was lying on the bed and taking a nap. When he heard the movement, he lazily spoke: "Why are you back so soon?"
No answer was heard from Yin Xiao, but instead there was the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.
He had to open his eyes and look at Yin Xiao: "It's late at night. You either sleep or go to watch. What are you doing here?"
Yin Xiao still ignored him, took out a set of soap-colored clothes from the box, and strode out.
Although the kitchen here was not a cold pot or stove at night, it did not prepare too much hot water. Yin Xiao couldn't wait to boil the hot water, so she took off her clothes directly next to the water tank and took a careful and serious shower.
After washing, he put on a soap-colored round-neck long-sleeved gown. Feeling that he had seriously dressed up and changed his appearance, he walked back and asked You Song in front of him: "How was it?"
You Song looked at him inexplicably: "What is it like?"
Yin Xiao said with a straight face: "Clothes."
"Ah?" You Song still didn't see the reason, but seeing Yin Xiao's stern face and murderous aura, he carefully looked at the clothes a few more times.
"Oh, it's short. When did you make it? The pleats are so new and you haven't even worn them yet?"
Yin Xiao didn't answer him and returned to his room dejectedly, knowing that all his dressing up was in vain.
This piece of clothing was made for him and Song Qinghui when Song Huiyue went shopping last year.
He never wore long-sleeved shirts. Because it was inconvenient to take care of, he kept this shirt at the bottom of the box. He wished he could burn incense and offer it to him, but he didn't expect it to be short now.
A breath of turbid air choked in his heart, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it. King Jin's appearance was like an invisible shackle, shackles him severely.
No matter how he dressed up, he still had the face of a young and mature man. His skin was the color of wheat due to the weather and sun, and his body was filled with air-conditioning all the year round. It was impossible for him to have the aura of the King of Jin's splendor.
Wearing a long-sleeved shirt, you can't be as full-sleeved as the King of Jin.
He opened the mattress and took out a stack of banknotes from the bed board. He had saved up more than a thousand banknotes. Tomorrow he would buy sugar-fried chestnuts for the lady.
Spending money on Song Huiyue is not called spending money, it is called happiness.
Holding this wad of money, he thought of King Jin again, and couldn't help scolding himself in his heart: "Damn it, I don't even have as much money as him!"
When he was full of indignation, the King of Jin had a meal in his mansion, and then went out again to Ezhou under the stars and the moon.
The tenth day of the Lunar New Year also arrived amidst the long-awaited arrival.
Jinghu North Road transfer envoy Qin Jie got off the sedan chair, surrounded by the prefect, county magistrate and other officials, and looked around the Lion Courtyard outside the gate of the Jin Palace.
Outside the gate, there are two Asimens facing east and west. Directly opposite the palace gate is a row of military buildings. A pair of stone lions are enclosed, which is the lion courtyard outside the palace. There are also lampposts, horse mounting stones and walking horses.
After seeing the Lion Court, he looked up at the gate of the palace.
There is a plaque hanging above the red lacquer door, which reads "Edict to build the Palace of the Prince of Jin". The red lacquer walls and tiles are colorfully painted, and the immortals and animals on the roof shine with colorful spots in the sunlight.
Even the animal rings on the gate are bright yellow and powerful, making the Jin Palace even more majestic.
Qin Jie looked away and felt that the weather was excellent at the moment, neither cold nor hot, and the sky was as clear as a blue. Just like his surging heart, everything was wonderful.
"Copying and picking up" the palace gave him a wonderful sense of power, as if the moment he stepped into Prince Jin's palace, he was above Prince Jin and could call the shots here.
The steward of the Yinlou, the prefect, and the county magistrate all nodded and bowed to him, waiting for him to speak.
The only thing that dissatisfied him was the group of unscrupulous government officials following them.
This group of officials has grown up just like him. Being able to guard the palace together with the palace guards makes them feel a great spiritual honor. Therefore, they must use this small power to the extreme to protect every plant and tree in the palace.
No one is allowed to take them out.
Also coming with him was Zhang Xutang who was lying down.
He is young and loves to watch the fun. Given his status, there is no fun that he cannot join in on.
Everyone knew what kind of guy Zhang Yanei was, and he made no secret of his frivolity. Lying on his specially made reclining chair, he yawned hugely. He had no bearing, only the suaveness of a playboy.
Qin's transfer envoy looked at the sun, then at the servants sent from the palace: "Open the door."
The servant has a simple face and a silly head. He is none other than Hou Er.
"Yes." Hou Er opened the Asi door on the east side and invited people in.
The lower officials came to visit and all entered the Asimen Gate.