Song Huiyue and Jin Wang are two little beasts licking their wounds, supporting each other to survive. If one is missing, the other will be lonely.
Song Huiyue asked Xie Zhou: "Do you know why Concubine Zhang doesn't like to look in the mirror?"
Tanzhou is famous for its bronze mirrors. The previous governor of the state gave a bronze mirror half a man's height to Concubine Zhang.
Concubine Zhang declined directly.
Xie Zhou didn't know why she mentioned Concubine Zhang. He frowned and said, "The beauty is late, so you don't want to take her photo."
"Perhaps they don't dare," Song Huiyue looked at the huge palace, "The closer a person is to power, the more unrecognizable he becomes. Even when he looks in the mirror, he will be shocked by his reflection in the mirror."
This principle was taught to her by Song Qi.
Before leaving the capital, she went to see Song Qi, crying and unwilling to leave.
"Dad, I'm waiting for you and your brother to come out, and then we can go together."
Song Qizhuo burst into tears and touched her head to comfort her: "I'm fine here. These prison inmates at the provincial level take good care of me, and the food is not bad. You obediently accompany the prince to Tanzhou. Aren't you very good?"
Do you like the bronze mirrors in Tanzhou? Just pick the ones you like when you get there, and I will pay you the money when I arrive."
After saying that, he quietly told Song Huiyue how to take away King Jin.
He had no one to trust, only this young and naughty daughter, who could still let him try.
If the prince can survive, his family can survive, otherwise none of the bones will be left.
After explaining, he pondered for a moment and then said to Song Huiyue: "The imperial power, wealth and honor may look glamorous on the surface, but inside they are actually a piece of rotten flesh. My father is like a fly attached to the carrion. Remember my father's words, it is better to live in poverty and be happy."
Seek wealth from danger."
He only figured this out in prison.
When he first became the shogunate, he was very high-spirited and wanted his wife, children, and children to enjoy wealth and honor.
He has been in Prince Jin's Mansion for a long time, and he has been busy camping for so long, thinking that he can follow the good wind of Prince Jin to the blue clouds, but he forgets that he is in the middle of the situation, and the overthrow can only happen in an instant.
A real man could have died generously, but he was just a member of a family, which really made him worried.
His life was enough, but the child's life was ruined.
Song Huiyue may not understand these words now, but she will always be sensible.
Song Huiyue kowtowed to Song Qi seven or eight times and left. After that, she left Kyoto by water from the pier. That night, news of Song Qi's death came.
While Xie Zhouzheng was stunned, Song Huiyue's carriage was already rolling forward.
At midnight that night, Yin Xiao suddenly woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes, quietly took out the sharp knife and put it in his sleeve, got out of bed and leaned against the door, with his ear against the door.
He is extremely keen on murderous intentions in the dark.
Hearing no sound, he pulled the door latch, opened a gap, and slipped out like a piece of paper.
It's dark outside, dark clouds are approaching, and there's wind and rain coming.
He climbed up to the roof and followed the ridge to the top of the east wing. He lay down like a gecko and looked through the flowers and trees into Song Huiyue's house.
The lights in the west wing have been turned off, and the people inside are resting. Occasionally, the sound of "pop" can be heard swatting away mosquitoes.
He straightened up his upper body, and suddenly felt a chill in his back, making his whole body tremble. He quickly put the knife in front of him, and turned around deftly.
I saw You Song standing on the wall.
You Song is wearing a black, close-fitting brown shorts, tightly buttoned at the waist, and the trouser legs are hidden in the boots. It is a neat night-time dress.
The two people standing behind him were the guards sent by King Jin to the Song family.
Even though You Song gave Yin Xiao a waist knife during the day, Yin Xiao still believed in his intuition and ran towards You Song without hesitation. The sharp knife flashed with cold light and stabbed him in the sound of wind.
You Song's feet were like nails, and he was as motionless as a mountain. He just turned his back to the sky, bent down to avoid the blade, and suddenly stretched out one hand, as fast as lightning, to catch Yin Xiao's right hand.
Yinxiao saw that the moves he used to capture her were much faster than usual, so she didn't dare to be careless, and it was too late to retract the knife, so she could only turn her back on her back.
The wall is only one hand wide, but both of them are very flexible.
At the critical moment of life and death, Yin Xiao held the sharp knife tightly, only regretting that he was careless and did not bring out the waist knife.
Although the sharp knife is sharp, it is short. If it is short, it will be more dangerous if it is kept close to the body.
You Song seemed to be able to see through what he was thinking. He threw the long knife in his hand to his subordinates behind him. With his bare hands, he took the lead and struck Yinxiao's heart with his long fist.
Yin Xiao raised his arms to meet him, but he didn't expect that You Song was a false move, and his left hand was the sharp one. Before Yin Xiao could meet him, he clasped his left hand upwards to grab Yin Xiao's throat.
Yin Xiao took advantage of the situation and raised his leg and swept it on the calf of You Song's leg. You Song retreated and his leg swept against the mulberry branch outside the wall.
With a "click", the branch broke off.
Before he lowered his legs, You Song made another move and dug into his heart.
When Yin Xiao raised the knife to stab him in the abdomen, he changed his tactics and grabbed Yin Xiao's wrist with one hand and Yin Xiao's throat with the other.
The wrist-releasing knife clinked to the ground.
You Song asked his subordinates to hold Yinxiao and rubbed his arm: "Boy, who are you? This kind of fighting method of killing one thousand enemies and damaging oneself eight hundred is not a serious strategy. When death is imminent, say
say clearly."
Just now, Yinxiao's leg brushed against his arm, almost breaking his bones like a branch.
Yin Xiao sneered and said, "I'm going to die anyway, but I won't say anything."
Suffocate you to death!
You Song saw him gritting his teeth and waiting for death, looking unwilling to do so. He thought to himself that he was still too young, at the age of fourteen, how could he treat death like home.
"I'm not going to kill you. I'm just here to warn you on behalf of the prince. You should be a good guard by Madam Song. If Madam Song makes a mistake, I will crush you to ashes even from the ends of the earth."
Yin Xiao snorted coldly: "Then you should also give him a message. I am not his dog. If he wants to use me, he will never be able to do it forever!"
At this time, there was movement in the west wing.
The footsteps were soft and slow, the lights were turned on, and then Song Huiyue opened the window and looked outside.
There was silence outside, not even a cat meowing, only the dull and hot blowing of the wind.
After closing the window and extinguishing the lights, the room fell into darkness. She pulled on her shoes and sat on the stool in front of the window.
The sky wasn't so dark that I couldn't see my fingers. The shadows of the trees were reflected on the bright rattan paper. Then a shadow came down from the roof, stood in the courtyard for a moment, and walked to the front yard.
Song Huiyue also got up, returned to the bed, and looked at the red light of the paper-wrapped incense in the darkness.
Prince Jin is indeed charming, but it is too dangerous, and it is important for her to save her life.
Huang Wenqiu is better.
She is handsome, but has no ability, and she has a promise, so she can live a down-to-earth life in the future.
The days are long and the nights are short, and the dawn comes very quickly. For Song Huiyue, the turtle is already in the jar, and she can wait with peace of mind.
For Huang Wenqiu, Luo Huiniang and Xiao Chen, this was a sleepless night.
On June 25, Huang Wenqiu finally walked out of prison after five days of imprisonment.
On the first day of July, a matchmaker entered Hengyu Street.