Song Huiyue entered through the corner door and felt the cramped confinement of the palace again.
It is not because it is smaller than Tanzhou, but because it has not been inhabited for many years, and the flowers and trees are too lush and green. The trees have almost grown into towering trees. The branches on both sides of the road protrude sideways and sweep over people's clothes.
There were also many servants, one in the east and one in the west. It seemed that everyone was very busy and walking in a hurry. Song Huiyue looked at them all with a strange face.
When she walked to the study room, Prince Jin was already waiting for her.
King Jin also had a man named Chen Hao who was several years younger than Huang Ting.
This person does have a background. He has been working as an errand beside Concubine Zhang. Concubine Zhang specially sent her to serve King Jin.
Chen Hao saluted Song Huiyue with a smile and looked at her calmly.
As early as when King Jin returned to the capital today, many of the characters around King Jin had been circulating in Kyoto for a long time, and among them was the Lady of Song, whom King Jin tried his best to protect.
According to the rumors, Mrs. Song is a well-behaved and gentle lady, but she is not a lady when she meets others. According to these rumors, she should be a beautiful and dignified person, but you can see that she is dressed as a teenager, and she is not very rich.
, a little bit aloof, and was shocked in his heart.
Several other chamberlains standing in the room also looked back and forth between Song Huiyue and Prince Jin curiously.
The King of Jin was calm and serene, with a natural and friendly expression, as if Song Huiyue was his little sister: "Come, look at the bamboo I painted."
Song Huiyue strolled over, lowered her head to look at the painting, and saw a thin bamboo on the painting, its proud body stretched in the wind, and its beauty was unparalleled.
"Good." Song Huiyue didn't understand the painting, so she just thought it was good.
Prince Jin put down his pen with a smile and led her to the front hall: "Are you still used to living with your mother?"
Song Huiyue nodded: "My habit is that I don't have bamboo weaving and am bored, so I have to wander around outside."
"I bought a boatload of moso bamboo, but it hasn't arrived yet." King Jin took her along the path. "You can't put it in your house, so you can only put it here."
Song Huiyue was a little surprised: "When did you buy it?"
King Jin smiled: "I just remembered it on the way here. After I came here, I was still thinking about planting some moso bamboo here. I don't know if it will survive."
Song Huiyue kicked away a pebble: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about these little things. I'm just having fun. If I can't weave bamboo strips, I'll just read a storybook or learn how to make candy figures."
"It's better to do carpentry." King Jin looked at her sideways.
Song Huiyue shook her head: "The house is too small to open."
King Jin smiled: "That's right. There are many large villages in the outer city. I asked Xie Zhou to go and have a look. Whether it is to put bamboo or wood, it will be fine."
Then he added: "Don't be separated from me. Sometimes I wish you were only as big as a thrush. I will carry you wherever you go."
Song Huiyue was surprised by his whimsical thought: "Take me? Then I'm going to peck someone."
"Peck it," King Jin laughed, "What do you want to eat?"
Song Huiyue thought of the live fish she saw at the fish shop on the pier in the morning, and immediately said: "Fish."
King Jin turned around and waved to Huang Ting, who was following him from a distance: "Huang Ting, add a fish to dinner."
Huang Ting was about to nod when Chen Hao ran up to him and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, the fish shop did not bring any fish today. I looked at the list and found that there was no fish. You know what to eat today had to be decided yesterday.
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Song Huiyue's eyes widened. King Jin wanted a fish to eat, but he couldn't even eat it?
King Jin's expression was as usual, showing no emotion or anger. He only said to Chen Hao: "Then go buy one."
There is a fish shop on the pier, and the freshest fish will be delivered to the palace every day. Regardless of whether anyone eats it, it must be delivered regardless of rain or shine. The palace also uses rice separated from the palace, so it is impossible to live without fish.
Either the palace deliberately deducted from King Jin, or the fish died because these people fooled King Jin.
Chen Hao said: "Your Majesty, I have always been frugal. One time, King Yan wanted to eat an ice bowl when it was hot, but the palace did not have it, so King Yan kept silent.
It wasn't until I went to the palace to pay respects to the imperial concubine and had an ice bowl that I said I wanted to eat it too. However, the price of ice in Kyoto is already expensive. I was afraid that if I asked for an ice bowl, others would also eat it in order to flatter him, and the price of ice would be inflated.
If it's higher, let it go.
I happened to hear what King Yan said today and immediately praised him for his thoughtfulness. Do you see why you made such a fuss over a fish?"
King Jin's smile did not reach his eyes: "Okay, what you said makes sense. Mrs. Song and I are going out to eat. Huang Ting, please prepare tea first. I'm thirsty after walking all the way."
Huang Ting nodded quickly, looked at his colleague coldly, and shook his head in his heart.
Walking to the front hall, Song Huiyue was drinking tea in the front hall, making a charcoal fire, and flicking the charcoal with a chopstick warmly.
King Jin sat quietly with her and let her warm up before going out. Looking at her and the brazier, the irritability in his heart was suppressed.
However, Chen Hao didn't know how to look, so he ran over with a basin of mandarin oranges: "Your Majesty, these are mandarin oranges sent by the royal concubine in the palace. They said they would give one share to Prince Yan and one share to you. The fish matter is arranged by me.
If you're not careful, I'll send in the order tonight and you'll get it tomorrow. Just tell me how you want to eat it."
King Jin waved his hand: "No need, we will go out to eat later."
After Song Huiyue heard what this Duzhi said, she always felt that it was not a good thing.
She thought about it carefully and felt that he was bringing Concubine Zhang and King Yan to suppress King Jin. It seemed that King Jin was very greedy and mobilized all the troops for a fish.
Moreover, when she looked at King Jin, it was clear that he was constrained by everything when he returned to Kyoto, and there were some things he couldn't say even if he wanted to.
"This Douzhi is really interesting," Song Huiyue held up the fire chopsticks, "It seems like Douzhi from Prince Yan's Mansion, otherwise why would he still miss Prince Yan so much? I'm afraid I miss my old master, Prince Jin, here.
Send him back."
Not only did this sound unpleasant, but it was also very heart-wrenching. After all, King Jin asked him to send him back, so he couldn't really go back to King Yan's palace.
Chen Hao waved his hands repeatedly: "I am talking too much."
He always felt that when Song Huiyue spoke, she seemed to stick the poker into his eyes at will.
"Madam, try this." Huang Ting walked in and placed a plate of cherry bream on the small table in front of Song Huiyue, "It's a gift from the palace, it's sweet."
Song Huiyue waved her hand: "I don't like sweets."
Chen Hao said: "My eldest lady, try it. Because the imperial concubine and King Yan both love sweet snacks, the sweet snacks in the palace are all very good."
Song Huiyue was speechless after hearing this. After a while, she said to Huang Ting: "I'm afraid of the wind, so I closed the doors and windows."
"Yes." Huang Ting quickly closed the doors and windows, and soon only Song Huiyue, Jin Wang, Chen Hao, and Huang Ting were left in the room.
Song Huiyue picked up the plate of cherry bream, stood up with calm eyes, and brought it to Chen Hao.
Chen Hao took a step back, but Song Huiyue's hands were quick and accurate, and she slapped the whole plate of cherry bream on his face.
"Ah..." Chen Hao screamed and fell to the ground, his face sticky and filled with sweet smell.
The plate fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
However, before he could get up, Song Huiyue had already knelt down, stuffed a piece of black charcoal into his mouth, then picked up a piece of broken porcelain and pierced it hard.
In panic, Chen Hao raised his arm to block it, and the porcelain piece was inserted straight into his arm.