Song Huiyue noticed the prying eyes and turned her head to take a look. Her eyes were calm and there was no shyness on her face. It seemed that King Jin's effort was a normal thing.
After fastening her cloak, she walked out with her wooden stick, her legs and feet slightly unsteady. She passed Feng Wei all the way and walked out of the gate. Yin Xiao at the gate followed her, and one master and one servant went out to hunt birds.
Feng Wei took his eyes off Song Huiyue and went in to see King Jin. At the same time, he thought to himself: "They say that King Jin is still pure and pure at the age of twenty. Either he doesn't know that he wants women, or he only wants men, or he is
He wants to marry a girl from the Yue family - who doesn't know that the wife of the Yue family was destined for him at the beginning, but they didn't expect that he has his heart set on it, why does this little lady look so familiar?"
He walked up to King Jin in confusion, and just as he crossed his arms to salute, he suddenly remembered that this young lady must be Song Qi's daughter.
Song Qi had such thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was very charming when he was the chief historian of the palace. I heard that there was even a singing girl who recommended herself as a pillow mat.
Could it be that in order to repay his kindness, King Jin had himself killed?
His mind was racing with thoughts, and he was extremely curious about King Jin's feelings. He talked a lot, and was about to find out more, when he saw another tall and tall young man coming over sucking a pear.
"Who is this?"
"Xie Zhou," the young man quickly put down the pear, "I am joining the army as a clerk in the prince's palace. This is secondary. I am mainly the son of the prince's chief historian, which is basically half of the prince. Please sit down!"
Feng Wei had never heard half of Chang Shi's statement, but seeing that King Jin did not refute it, he was confused for a moment and could only sit down with Xie Zhou.
King Jin also regained his sleepwalking look and talked to Feng Wei about the business in the smelting field.
The business is going very smoothly, those who should be overthrown have been overthrown, and those who should be purged have been purged. If the King of Jin continues to fight with the Zhang family in Zezhou, he will become a poor man - this place is really too poor, and all the yamen are all
Waiting for food, he has already posted a lot, and even wants to go back to Jinghu North Road to rob Gangyin again.
Besides, the Spring Festival only comes once a year and is so precious that all fights can be put aside until after the New Year.
Two days later, the pension money was fully distributed - the King of Jin dug out his own pocket again, and each household received an additional ten taels of silver and ten kilograms of meat.
After everything was settled, the group finally packed their bags and boarded the passenger ship back to Kyoto.
Xie Zhou had nothing to do and had a chat with Xie Chuan on the boat. When he learned that Kong Muge Renmei had lost two ounces of flesh between his legs in the military case, he immediately bent down at his desk and wrote a masterpiece, waiting to be reported back to Kyoto.
He showed the masterpiece to the King of Jin who was discussing the matter with Xie Chuan. When the King of Jin saw it, it said that a rich man named Ge took a beautiful concubine and asked the concubine to marry him.
On top of the massacre.
At first glance it seems unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, it's almost disgusting.
First, the concubine spent a good night with the master, which I will not mention here. Then there is how the concubine tied Master Ge to the case, and how she took the knife and used it to cut off two bloody eggs.
Xie Chuan's words ended here, and Xie Zhou had endless reverie about it.
The concubine put the two eggs on the butcher table in the kitchen, chopped them into minced meat, made them into meatballs, boiled a pot of boiling water, boiled two eggs, and put them in a bowl...
King Jin thought of the meatball soup he drank in the morning. Xie Zhou's inspiration probably came from this, and he immediately threw the article away with an ugly expression.
Huang Ting picked it up outside the cabin door and looked at it for a few times. Without saying anything, he threw himself on the deck and retched, and felt another pain in his body.
Mr. Ba is really indifferent!
As this article was passed around the ship, the sound of retching continued. Everyone swore never to eat meatballs again, but no one swore never to read the article written by Xie Zhou.
Amidst the sounds of retching, Xie Chuan poured a cup of hot tea for King Jin: "The prince's marriage will be reported to the Chief Minister after the new year, and the Chief Chief will go and ask for the decree."
When the marriage was mentioned, King Jin couldn't help but smile: "You have watched Sister Yue grow up, and I know you will not object."
Xie Chuan put his hands on his knees and said slowly: "I don't object to this, not because of this, but because this marriage will be of great benefit to you, Your Majesty. The whole court is watching your marriage, no matter what you marry, it will be of great benefit to you."
Any lady from a famous family will be involved in many in-laws. Since you want to attract famous people, there is no need to exchange benefits for the marriage. It is best to marry Sister Yue."
King Jin was very happy, but after hearing what he said, he couldn't help but frown and fell silent.
Xie Chuan knew that King Jin didn't like to hear it, and he also knew that King Jin was full of infatuation, but he had to say that he had to let King Jin's boiling blood cool down.
"My lord, I know that you like Sister Yue, but you have to remember that the last thing you should do to marry Sister Yue is love. What you want to climb is the most ruthless throne in the world. The person who sits on this chair
, in any consideration, the word "like" cannot be included."
He looked directly into King Jin's eyes. He had always been gentle and gentle, but suddenly there was a compelling force in his eyes: "There are only pros and cons."
Suddenly there was a gust of wind and waves, and the boat began to bump with the waves, and King Jin's body began to shake. He clasped his hands tightly together, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.
There are only pros and cons!
When it is advantageous, he can embrace the moon without any harm; when it is disadvantageous, he must give up without hesitation.
Xie Chuan's words kept echoing in his mind, teeth and claws bared, and they were so menacing that they sent chills down his back. He looked down at his hands, which were very clean, but the temperature was gradually receding and starting to become cold.
As Xie Chuan expected, his blood had indeed cooled down. Reason returned to his head and he narrowed his eyes to look at Xie Chuan.
In just a moment, he showed an alienated look, and even his peach-blossom eyes lost a lot of their luster and turned into an outrageous expression.
"There is no need to rush to report it to the chief minister." His eyes were heavy, showing no emotion or anger.
He will make such a decision after he has won a great victory. At that time, even if all the colors are presented to him, he will only want this one moon.
Song Huiyue was sitting on the deck, having no such complicated thoughts at all.
Her heart was pure and quiet. She said nothing or did nothing on the deck. She didn't even have an expression on her face. Her mind seemed empty. She just sat there for an hour.
Yin Xiao brought an article written by Xie Zhou and sat down next to her, holding the article in both hands for her to read. However, she just raised her eyes, her thick black eyelashes curled up, and her eyes flickered from the small bamboo paper covered with writings.
He swept it past and then took it back.
Her eyes held a strange indifference and arrogance, as if she was psychic and didn't care about, or be surprised by, everything that happened in the world.
Yin Xiao quietly retracted his hand and continued to sit beside her, his eyes lowered to the deck, and he just sat there without saying a word.
Song Huiyue is a god, and he is a believer crawling at the feet of the god.
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I just remedied this chapter and deleted some details, so there should be no problem.