Blood spattered on the ground and on the coffin parked on the ground.
The whole room was filled to the brim with coffins, all of which were the chamberlains of King Jin's Villa who died in vain. It was horrifying.
The smell of decay came from the coffin, and Zhang Xutang vomited out the mouthful of blood he had just swallowed.
"Second Master!" Zhang Lin quickly took Zhang Xutang out.
After coughing up this mouthful of black blood, Zhang Xutang calmed down and told Xiao Wei: "Go back to Beijing."
Xiao Wei quickly said: "Yes, when will the second master leave?"
"Now, immediately, immediately!"
Zhang Xutang deeply felt that Tanzhou was not his blessed place, so he left overnight. Before leaving, he smashed the Bodhisattva in the Buddhist hall.
Since the Bodhisattva did not bless him, he fell down.
Ever since Zhang Xutang moved into this house, there has always been an absurd and unruly atmosphere in this house. Morality, common sense, and laws do not exist here. Now that Zhang Xutang left, this house became the first to become deserted.
The flowers and trees became more and more prosperous and began to occupy everything unscrupulously.
Several old servants were responsible for guarding this house that had lost its beauty, day after day, until it died.
The Prince of Jin's Mansion once again shocked Tanzhou. This time, it also brought the emperor's decree, allowing Prince Jin to return to Beijing to talk about family relations.
The whole city of Tanzhou was in an uproar. The greeting cards flew into the palace like snowflakes, but Prince Jin was nowhere to be seen.
He locked himself in a dungeon and sat in meditation like a Zen.
He asked him to spread out the portrait again, and the man and woman on it were all smiling, not knowing the suffering in the world.
In the silence, he felt that although he was still alive and living in a lively and lively world, his soul had actually fallen into the long night.
In a dark world, the longer he lives, the more cold-blooded and ruthless he becomes. There is only one moon in the sky, illuminating him, but the moon does it unintentionally. If he cannot hold the moon in his arms, then the moon may leave.
He left.
If the moon no longer shines on him, he will become numb, cold, and become a devil with an empty heart.
It is precisely because of this expectation that he can move forward fearlessly in dangerous situations.
After sitting in this dungeon for a whole night, he took the portrait out.
Handing the portrait to Huang Ting, he said to You Song: "Where is Yin Xiao? I want to see him."
You Song whispered: "Bamboo forest."
King Jin was about to go directly to see Yin Xiao, but when he heard that he was in the bamboo forest, he stopped and went back to wash and change clothes. After sleeping for two hours, he went to Zhuxi Zhai.
The bamboo leaves fell one after another, and he soon saw Yin Xiao.
Yinxiao is splitting bamboo with overqualified talents. One end of the thin bamboo pole is good, and the other end is spread out, like a chrysanthemum with slender petals.
This was what Mrs. Song used to beat Song Huiyue.
Apparently, Song Huiyue was able to make her madly angry even without leaving the house, chasing her all over the yard and beating her up.
If you can't beat Song Huiyue, then beat Yinxiao. Yinxiao won't run away, and his rough skin and thick flesh will only take two hits, as if he's being scratched.
He held a machete in one hand and a bamboo pole in the other. He was very meticulous in his work and did not mess around just because the bamboo pole would hit him.
He knew it as soon as King Jin came, but he remained motionless, looking only at his hands.
You Song coughed hard and reminded Yin Xiao: "Yin Xiao, the prince is here."
Yin Xiao raised his head and just glanced at Prince Jin. The emotions in his eyes condensed into blood and turned black.
The aura is dark, and the clothes on the body are also black, but the person is bathed in the sunlight, like a shining knife, and the weak bamboo leaves around him become sharp.
He was the shadow of Song Huiyue, and he had no desire for the King of Jin, so he didn't even stand up to bow, he just raised his head, revealing all the edges and corners of his face.
"What's the matter?"
King Jin was dressed in white, and his skin was as white as jade. Standing in the dark bamboo shadow, he had a faint layer of hazy brilliance, eroding the surroundings silently.
"I heard that you are from Dingzhou?"
Yin Xiao nodded.
King Jin gently patted the folding fan in his palm, bent down slightly, and looked at him condescendingly: "I can take you back to Dingzhou."
Yin Xiao retracted his gaze and lowered his head. He already understood the purpose of King Jin's visit: "No need."
King Jin straightened up and said with a smile: "I can settle you down in a good household and let you live a stable life. Do you want to do business or enter a government office? Or do you want to join the army and make contributions?"
Although Dingzhou is small, it is adjacent to the powerful Liao Dynasty in the north and the capital city in the south. With the support of Zhenji and the control of Youyan, it is the most important city in the world.
Because of this, wars have been going on here for years and the smoke is everywhere.
With Yin Xiao's skill, he stood out among the 80,000 cavalrymen of the Dingwu Army.
No, among the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Zhen and Ding prefectures, he was the best.
Yinxiao stuck the knife on the ground and shook the bamboo stick: "I have no ambitions and no intention of serving the country."
King Jin sighed and saw that he had strict barriers and would not be moved: "The rules in Kyoto are strict and you can't shout to fight or kill."
Yin Xiao looked at him doubtfully: "I never shout to fight or kill."
He always started directly, scratching one by one.
King Jin felt a little childish when he heard what he said, so he smiled and said, "Then do you want to stay in Tanzhou?"
Yin Xiao shook his head: "I will only follow the eldest lady, and I will follow you to the end of the world."
King Jin looked at Yin Xiao. The midday sunlight fell on Yin Xiao's pupils, which were very clear, like a clear spring.
He thought that Yin Xiao had blood on his hands, but his heart was very clean.
So he didn't waste any more words, pointed to the bamboo stick and said: "Remember to take this to Kyoto. Kyoto doesn't have this kind of thing, only feather dusters."
After talking to Yin Xiao, he met Song Huiyue and asked her to go to Lushan Temple with him, not to worship Buddha, but to visit an expert.
After visiting this master, we went to enjoy the scenery together.
Song Huiyue had angered Mrs. Song because of her wise words when she was learning embroidery. She was scolded like a storm. When the King of Jin made an appointment, she immediately ran out of the house as if fleeing for safety.
The two went to Lushan Temple together. Song Huiyue watched turtles basking in the sun outside, while King Jin went to the Jushi Forest to meet this master.
The master is none other than Lu Hong from Yuelu Academy.
In the monastery, Lu Hong received the Buddha's guidance and inspiration, put the word "Shu Zi" back into his belly, sat on the Sumeru Seat, bent his legs and twirled his beard, waiting for the King of Jin's sharp tongue to encourage him to come to the capital.
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The King of Jin was sitting on the ground, with his white clothes spread out like lotus flowers, and his expression was quiet.
"Sir, I have been in Tanzhou for ten years and often walk in the fields. There are many people in Tanzhou. It seems to be rich, but in fact it is the wealth of officials and merchants. The people's families are not prosperous and the fields are not prosperous.
It's cold in Tanzhou, so only one out of ten early rice crops can be harvested, and there's even no harvest from late rice. There's only one mid-season rice crop a year, which can fill your stomach, but you have to pay the same grain, pay the same tax, and farm as other places that can grow two or three crops.
It’s really hard.”
Lu Hong opened his eyes and stared at him like lightning: "So you are wasting money and wasting money by planting early rice, and you are trying to please the public. It was thought that you didn't understand farming, but now it seems that you committed the crime knowingly, and your crime is aggravated!"
The King of Jin did not argue for himself, but continued: "If you look at a country from one place, the agriculture is poor, the people are not rich, the people are loose, and they are not in the same direction as the country. Normal seasons are fine, but if there is war or natural disasters,
Then you see the disadvantages.”
Lu Hong sneered, but he didn't mention the word "Shu Zi" in his heart anymore.