After the refreshments were changed, Song Huiyue saw the orange cake.
The orange cake was the size of the palm of your hand, exuding a fresh and sweet smell, and was sprinkled with a thin layer of white frost. She broke one open, revealing the golden flesh, and ate it without ceremony.
Halfway through eating, she suddenly remembered her purpose and handed the wad of paper that had been in her sleeve for a long time to Prince Jin.
King Jin saw her handing over a roll of paper with a casual expression, as if it was not an important matter, so he took it in his hand with some suspicion.
"Is this what you came here so early in the morning for?"
Song Huiyue nodded: "It will only look good after you finish eating, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to eat after seeing it."
When King Jin heard this, he quickly opened it and looked at it carefully.
As soon as he looked at it, his whole body became cold. The smile and warmth on his face disappeared, replaced by a deep gloom.
Song Huiyue has already memorized the words on the paper in her mind, so she is sitting aside at this moment with a spectator attitude. She eats first, and then looks at it - not looking at the paper, but looking at King Jin.
King Jin is a beautiful person, with a pair of clear peach blossom eyes, and his eyelashes are trembling slightly because of the hidden anger. There is a huge soul hidden in his eyes that can turn the world upside down.
It's just that the soul occasionally trembles, reminding people of words like fragility.
Such a big soul cannot be accommodated in the palace, so it needs to be moved to a bigger and more incomparable place like Ouchi.
However, the larger the place, the more trapped people will be.
After living in such a place for a long time, you will only see the sunlight above your head, the palace lanterns on the porch, the servants coming and going, the neat flowers and plants, and the exquisite food.
Outside, the strong wind and strong grass, the ancient trees in the mountains, the sky high and the sea vast, were all invisible.
The King of Jin read this pile of things under Song Huiyue's gaze, and then asked Huang Ting to invite Xie Chuan with a solemn expression.
Song Huiyue knew that this matter was important and went home first.
Li Jun failed to follow Song Huiyue to the palace. It was a pity that he could only go out for a wander on his own. Every day when he came back from wandering, he would tell Song Huiyue many new things. What surprised him the most was the Zhang family.
Both the former dynasty and the harem were all silent, as if they were trying to avoid the reigning King Jin.
Among them, the one that puzzled him the most was Zhang Xutang.
This man actually didn't come out to make trouble, and hid at home as if he was pregnant. Even if he went out, he would go to the Daxiangguo Temple to pray to God, or to meet Yue Huaiyu, who was already engaged to be married to him.
Is it possible that the Buddha is really so powerful that he can make evildoers like Zhang Xutang correct their evil ways?
He thought and acted at the same time, going to grind jade to receive the goods. After receiving the goods, he would wait for the Jinming Pond to be opened in March so that he could assassinate Jin Shang.
When Jinmingchi opened, he couldn't wait to dress up - mainly wearing a curtain and hat to cover his face so as not to scare people. After dressing up, he carried a load and went to sell jade under the colorful shed of Jinmingchi.
Hiding the sharp knife under the fine cloth, he waited patiently by the pool, but he didn't even see Jin Shang's shadow.
It turned out that the imperial army had already known that Li Jun had returned to Kyoto. Looking at him sharpening his sword, he knew that this man was still determined to die. It was just that he was unable to kill him. It was even more inappropriate to imprison him. I didn't want to hear about Duke Lu at all.
Three words - I don't even want to hear the word "Governor".
So the commander-in-chief of the San Yamen sent Su Ting to accompany Jin Shang. Whenever Jin Ming came to Jin Ming Pond, he avoided Li Jun's place.
Li Jun squatted in Jinmingchi for a month, and his legs became thinner. He didn't even catch a hair today, but he made a lot of money. He returned to Song's house dejectedly with his silver bag and told Song Huiyue.
Said: "The Dog Emperor is afraid of me and refuses to show up. This great opportunity is gone."
He was anxious, and Song Huiyue was also anxious.
Li Jun has been staying in her house for two months, and everyone who eats has gained weight. However, King Chen and the rest of the party have not yet taken action to get rid of Li Jun.
Song Huiyue suspected that Yu Dang deliberately refrained from taking action because she knew that Li Jun was annoying. If he stayed for another month, she would not be able to help but kill him personally.
Li Jun doesn't think he is annoying. How can a person who is still useful be annoying?
So he loudly plotted a rebellion in front of Song Huiyue as before. He missed Jinmingchi in March and didn't know when he would have to wait.
While talking about dinner, Li Jun drowned his sorrows with wine. He drank a pot of rice wine cooked by Aunt Lin. He was still not satisfied. He drank another pot and ate an earthen pot of yellow bird bream.
After eating and drinking, he felt at ease. He opened the door of Tan Ran's room, rubbed his feet, took off his shoes, and happily fell on the bed. The bed made an unbearable creaking sound, but he didn't care at all.
I moved around on the bed, found the most comfortable position, and stayed there.
His body had been comfortable in bed for a long time, but his mind gradually began to feel empty. He turned over in boredom and heard Yin Xiao's deep voice coming from the yard.
Yin Xiao rarely spoke, and spent most of his time touching the wooden man. The wooden man could not speak, and was so dented by him that he looked like he was crying.
He was obviously talking to Song Huiyue now, otherwise he would not have made such a low cry.
Li Jun sneered in his heart, thinking that Yin Xiao had gone the wrong way.
If it were him, he would leave Song Huiyue and go out on his own, and then come back to rob people when he has capital comparable to that of King Jin.
It's a pity that Yin Xiao is a stupid person. He doesn't know how long the future will be. He only knows how to stay behind Song Huiyue, which is really ignorant.
So he saw that Yin Xiao was very pitiful, like a wild dog. Song Huiyue gave him a meat bone, so he put all his money and life into it.
Thinking of this wild dog, he turned over and sat up with itching, opened the door, and walked to Mrs. Song who was making shoes.
The place was small. Mrs. Song, Aunt Lin, and Yuan Yuan were sitting on the porch, cutting shoe covers and embroidering patterns. They were only three or four steps away from Song Huiyue and Yin Xiao. As soon as Li Jun appeared, Song Huiyue frowned.
Mrs. Song looked very kindly at this rebel who was eating and drinking for free and had no brain.
Li Jun picked up Yuanyuan, sat down next to Aunt Lin, picked up the needle and thread very skillfully, and began to stitch on the half-embroidered peony flower Yuan Yuan had embroidered.
He embroidered openly and skillfully, and everyone else was stunned as they wondered how he could embroider.
"Have you... studied?" Aunt Lin asked hesitantly.
Li Jun shook his head: "I'll know it after just a few glances."
He does know how to do it, because he has a set of principles in his mind to simplify the complex.
The needle and thread pricked on the cloth are not patterns to him, but threads arranged row after row. As long as the arrangement is repeated repeatedly, it will be fine.
As for whether embroidery work is good or bad, that is inevitable, just like arranging troops in formation, there are good and bad soldiers and generals.
When he first got started, he was still a bit unfamiliar. Once he tried it a few times, embroidery no longer felt mysterious to him. As for patterns such as double-sided embroidery, in his opinion, it was still composed of different threads.
Different arrangements.
This principle of simplifying the complex not only allowed him to embroider, but also allowed him to survive the struggle.
While the needle was flying, he asked Mrs. Song: "Is the eldest lady's marriage settled?"