Ni Peng looked at King Jin's expression, but he was not angry and felt relieved.
"Your Majesty, what should we do next?"
The King of Jin said: "The only thing to do is to go to Qi Cangsi's place. I will give him some treasures and close the case. Huang Wenqiu's place... The confession is false and the person is in prison. Since he dares to bite randomly, he should be frightened."
Scare him, isn't he a tea merchant? He always has some dirty accounts, check carefully, especially if he sells private tea."
"Yes." Ni Peng accepted the order and left in the rain.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
King Jin looked at the dormitory account book for half a day, drank a cup of bitter tea, got up, stretched, and walked outside to watch the rain.
Through the lights on the corridor, you can see the rain falling in the dark night. You don't hear the chirping of insects and birds, you can only hear the sound of pattering rain hitting everything, which makes people who wander at night feel particularly lonely.
King Jin stretched out his hand outside the eaves and let the raindrops hit his palm.
He is like rain, quietly seeping into every place on Jinghu South Road.
The power of the Zhang family is overwhelming, and if he makes a wrong move, it will be doomed for him, but he still stands firm under so many eyes.
Now that his wings are full, how can he stay under others for a long time?
The rain continued until dawn, and the water in the ditch overflowed, merged into the river, and finally flowed into the Xiangshui River.
The small house of the Song family was really full of glory after a night of welcoming distinguished guests.
Mrs. Yan took Yan Youwei, Yue Huaiyu, Mrs. Qi as her companions, and Qi Yu, who in turn took Luo Huiniang, and together with the maids and women, they filled the whole room.
Yan Zhizhou punished Yan Youwei, and Yan Youwei lost her temper at home. Today she came to apologize, but she tried not to frown and her face didn't look any better.
She walked around in the back garden, followed by Qi Yu and Luo Huiniang, calling her "little" all the time.
Qi Yu's eyes were not idle, looking here and there, just waiting to tell people about Song Huiyue's family situation in the future.
Luo Huiniang dressed up carefully, but there was another Yan Zhizhou in the family who wanted to give gifts, and her money became increasingly tight. No matter how hard she tried to cover it up, the shabby air came out from the inside out.
Yue Huaiyu had another purpose and took Song Huiyue to sit down and drink tea.
The small Song Dynasty house was suddenly filled with love, hatred and resentment, almost bursting the small house.
Yue Huaiyu made tea for Song Huiyue with his own hands: "Has my sister ever been a guest in the palace?"
Song Huiyue shook her head.
Yue Huaiyu smiled and said: "I think my sister is a casual person, so let me tell you straight, I came to Tanzhou this time to settle a marriage."
After that, she looked at Song Huiyue's expression and saw that Song Huiyue was listening very seriously, so she continued.
"Have you ever heard of Zhang Xutang, the son of Prime Minister Zhang?"
"I've heard of it."
"This man was very talented when he was young, and everyone said he was a child prodigy. Later, when he was fourteen or fifteen years old, he wandered around in a house with three tiles, abandoned his knowledge, and became one of the top dandies in Kyoto. His family wanted to discuss marriage with our family.
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Song Huiyue was cracking seeds, thinking that Yue Zhongtai's eldest daughter had married King Yan, and now he wanted to marry another daughter to Zhang Xiaoyanei. It seemed that they were locked together.
As for Yue Huaiyu, he was not pregnant with jade, but with a ghost fetus.
Yue Huaiyu stretched out his hand and pointed not far away: "That's Prince Jin's Mansion, right?"
The residence of the Prince of Jin, with tall buildings and gardens, green tiles and red eaves, and stacks of pavilions, stands firmly in the center of Tanzhou City.
For ten years, there has been no hostess inside, and naturally there has been no banquet. The door to Prince Jin's Mansion has been closed.
She added: "My mother-in-law said that after enjoying wealth and glory, she naturally has to contribute to it, but I still don't want to marry Zhang Xutang, so I thought of His Highness the Prince of Jin. As long as I have contact with the Prince in private, this matter
The marriage will definitely come to an end."
Concubine Zhang has hated the King of Jin for a long time and has always been suspicious of him. She may think that Yue Huaiyu's trip was ordered by Yue Zhongtai, and that the Yue family wants to have two boats.
Song Huiyue smiled: "Aren't you afraid that your family will blame you?"
She listened to Yue Huaiyu's words, but she didn't believe them all.
Who knows if she really doesn't want to marry Zhang Xutang, or if Yue Zhongtai is using his younger daughter's thoughts to try to be in two different situations.
Maybe a bit of both.
Or maybe Yue Huaiyu is the bait, and behind the bait is the hook, trying to catch the big fish in Tanzhou?
The water looks calm and calm on the surface, but in fact it has been undercurrent for a long time.
She didn't want to take a trip into this muddy water.
"Don't be afraid, my father loves me very much, and the worst he can do is marry Zhang Xutang." Yue Huaiyu tilted his head and looked at her, "I wonder if you are willing to do me this favor and secretly take me to visit King Jin."
"No," Song Huiyue grabbed a handful of melon seeds and handed them to Yue Huaiyu: "But I won't tell others, just crush some."
She refused so bluntly that the rest of Yue Huaiyu's words were blocked in her stomach.
"Thank you for keeping the secret for me," Yue Huaiyu took the melon seeds, "I know you don't believe it, but I really don't want to marry Zhang Xutang. The most important thing in a woman's life is to marry, so why should I sacrifice myself?
What about helping others?"
After saying that, she looked up at the sky and then at Song Huiyue.
Song Huiyue was cracking melon seeds with a smile on her face, watching Yan Youwei pointing calmly, not at all ashamed of the small house.
For a moment, Yue Huaiyu could even notice that Song Huiyue loved this place.
A trace of envy quietly emerged from my heart.
She and Yan Youwei looked noble, but in fact they were born in a cage. It was just that this cage was bigger and more gorgeous than other women's, and it could better hide the ugliness.
When will she ever be able to escape from her cage?
When the two of them were silent, a sharp cry came from the front door to the back garden, almost piercing everyone's ears.
Qi Yu rushed to the Moon Gate: "What happened?"
Yan Youwei also held up her skirt and rushed forward like a ball of fire: "It seems to be calling for help, Song Huiyue, is he your brother..."
Song Huiyue listened to the continuous crying and stood up: "No, it's a fellow clansman that my mother recognized after coming to Tanzhou. My name is Auntie."
Luo Huiniang, who had not moved at first, suddenly raised her head, couldn't help but step forward, and then stopped.
Song Huiyue glanced at her with a smile but not a smile: "I'm going to help grandma, you guys can have some fun here."
Yan Youwei rushed out: "I'll go too, if there's anything fun here, I'll be done in just a few steps."
Yue Huaiyu stood up: "Then I'll go too."
After they were neatly hidden behind the screen in the main room, Huang Wenqiu's mother, Xiao Chen, finally came in crying all the way.
It turned out that Huang Wenqiu did not return all night, so Xiao Chen thought that he had gone to sell tea. It was not until the official came to inquire in the morning that he found out that Huang Wenqiu had spent the night in the cell.
She cried for more than half an hour, counted the money, took some clothes and food, went to the prison, and passed the money around. The district magistrate let her go in to see Huang Wenqiu.
The mother and son hugged each other and cried. Xiao Chen asked him directly who he had enmity with.