Yin Xiao carried Li Jun to the door of his house. The door was closed and Lao Zhang couldn't hear the knock on the door. He first put Li Jun on the ground, straightened his arms and legs, and then planned to climb up the wall by himself.
Before he could walk toward the wall, the door opened with a creak.
Song Huiyue poked her head out of the door and first saw Li Jun lying upright on the ground. She was dumbfounded. She took a step forward and stretched out her hand to test Li Jun's breathing. She was relieved when she found that he was a living person.
"Madam, he is drunk." Yin Xiao handed the roast chicken to Song Huiyue.
Song Huiyue took it in her hand and smelled it carefully: "It smells good, carry him in."
Yin Xiao carried Li Jun through the door, and Song Huiyue bolted the door again. Li Jun said in a daze, "I want to sleep with my father."
Song Huiyue nodded: "Okay, then you can sleep with Yinxiao."
Li Jun didn't answer, closed his eyes and snored.
Yin Xiao seriously carried Li Jun back to his house, put his board squarely on the bed, moved his hands and feet, and covered him with the quilt meticulously.
Li Jun fell asleep as if he were buried in peace, without saying a word.
Yinxiao went out and turned into the main room.
On the table in the main room were the beggar's chicken and a pot of rice wine. Song Huiyue had torn off a piece of chicken wing and was carefully chewing the tender meat on the bone. She also held a tabloid in her other hand, eating while
look.
Yin Xiao's figure blocked the light of the candle, and she waved her hand to signal Yin Xiao to get out of the way.
Yinxiao gave way to the left, looked down at the bamboo basket on the ground, and saw a black cat cub lying inside, looking around with eyes wide open, trying to hook it into the gap between the bamboo strips, and pull it out from the inside.
He knelt down, caught the kitten, and put it back.
He squatted still, because he had drunk a lot of wine, and his face kept getting hot under the temperature of the charcoal fire. He turned his face sideways, close to Song Huiyue's calf, and wanted to rest his face on her calf, but he was already
He was tall and burly, and whether he was kneeling or sitting, his head could only be placed on Song Huiyue's thigh.
Taking a deep breath in place, the smell of the house flooded into my nose. The smell of cats, Song Huiyue, and beggar's chickens were mixed together, which was very comfortable. However, there were also uninvited guests in this smell.
He remembered that this fragrance was the incense used by King Jin. Whenever King Jin showed up, he would carry this cold and biting fragrance.
He stood up without saying anything and sat next to Song Huiyue. Song Huiyue put aside the tabloid and asked him what he had done today.
Yin Xiao started to reminisce from morning to night, telling Song Huiyue how Li Jun got involved with the nineteen imperial guards in Dingzhou, and bought many gifts and gave them to everyone. When he met Li Changfeng on the road, he also grabbed him to eat with him.
After the meal, Li Changfeng was satisfied and took away a jar of Meishou wine.
He had a hard time recalling it, because he tried to learn Li Jun's tricks along the way, but Li Jun was so lively and noisy that he couldn't learn it and had to give up.
Song Huiyue vomited the finely broken bones all over the table. While listening, she poured herself a glass and found that Li Jun was really a master in this regard.
It is difficult enough for others to speak the dialect of two families, but he can speak the dialect of ten families by himself, and he can pick fights with anyone he meets. His son is so smart that I actually fooled the Zhang family.
It's really deplorable.
As Yin Xiao talked, his mouth was dry. After drinking a cup of tea, he continued to talk about Li Jun's words and deeds after drinking. Song Huiyue listened to her ears and continued to sigh with emotion, and then called the beggar
Pushing the chicken to Yin Xiao: "You eat it and speak slowly."
Even though Yin Xiao summarized Li Jun's words and deeds more and more briefly, he still felt dizzy after speaking. Seeing that Song Huiyue was still listening attentively, he could only continue talking while eating and drinking.
When he finished speaking, Song Huiyue looked at him and suddenly laughed: "Is it over?"
Yin Xiao nodded: "It's over."
If he doesn't finish it, he should be finished.
Song Huiyue laughed again: "Since I met you, in all these years, I have never heard you say so many words."
Yin Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Song Huiyue didn't want to hear about Li Jun, but was teasing him.
Looking at Song Huiyue
As if smiling, a warm current flowed back and forth in his body, and he himself smiled.
Song Huiyue poured him a drink, and he drank a glass with a smile on his face. The thoughts in his mind were a mess, as if this glass of wine made him drunk.
He looked at Song Huiyue's face and thought that she was a big lady, how could she give up to her?
Four-quarters of an hour later, he left the main room and turned back to the house. Li Jun was fast asleep. He did not go to the bed. He put on a short, soapy brown suit, hid a sharp knife, and sat by the window with his eyes closed to meditate.
While waiting, there was a banging sound, and he immediately opened his eyes, got up and went out.
The wind blew his figure and blew him and the snow flakes towards Caomen Street.
He avoided the patrolling imperial troops and walked in dark corners until he reached Prince Jin's Mansion.
At this moment, King Jin had already fallen asleep, sleeping soundly. When he heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside, he opened his eyes. The people outside lowered their voices: "Huang Douzhi, Huang Douzhi."
Huang Ting was sleeping in the outer room. Hearing the call, he jumped up, tied his clothes and gently opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, the lights flowed in, and panicked figures also entered the bedroom, swaying with the lights.
Huang Ting walked out and closed the door so as not to disturb King Jin, but King Jin had already sat up quietly.
The voices outside came in intermittently: "...Ye Chuang...who..."
"He...is the eldest lady..."
Hearing the word "big lady", King Jin opened the quilt, put his feet on the ground, pulled on his shoes and started to walk out. The lights in the room were dim, so he stepped out, and then his toes hit the small table beside the bed hard.
, the pain was so painful that he shed a few tears on the spot and stopped in place unable to move. The account books on the small table also fell down and scattered all over the floor.
Huang Ting heard the noise and quickly opened the door and came in: "Your Majesty."
He hurriedly took a few steps, took out the torch, opened the lampshade, lit the candle, and put the lampshade back on. The room instantly became bright.
After lighting the candle, he entered the inner room and saw King Jin pulling on his shoes, casually taking a sky-blue gown from the screen, and stretching out his arms to put it on.
"Your Majesty," Huang Ting brought the winter socks and knelt down to put them on Prince Jin. "The guard next to the madam came. He climbed the wall and almost got into a fight. Fortunately, the doorman recognized him. He said he wanted to see you. Now
Waiting in the study room."
"Well," King Jin stood up straight, opened his hands, and asked Huang Ting to tie the two-color double-tassel ribbon on him, "Hurry up."
Huang Ting's hand movements became faster and faster. When he put the crown on King Jin and picked up the crane cloak with green lotus pattern, King Jin was already striding towards the door. He quickly followed, telling the servant to get an umbrella while giving King Jin the umbrella.
Put on the crane cloak.
It was snowing lightly outside, and Huang Ting trotted all the way before catching up with King Jin.
The entire palace was lit up by Yin Xiao's sudden visit. Lights were turned on everywhere, tea was prepared, and the copper brazier in the corner of the study was lit with charcoal. People were going in and out, and they were very busy.