The small door of Zhuxi Zhai was made of bamboo in order to imitate Tanzhou. After being exposed to the dry and cold weather in Kyoto, it had become extremely fragile.
One of his new clothes was torn.
Song Huiyue followed him cautiously, thankful that she was narrow enough and could squeeze out smoothly.
Xie Zhou held his clothes and looked downcast: "Your sister-in-law is going to beat me again."
A terrible voice came from Zhuxi Zhai again: "Thank you, Gouba! Thank you, Gouba! Don't let me touch you, otherwise you won't be able to keep your mouth!"
After that, he let out a few "Jie Jie" laughs, which was evil enough.
Xie Zhou immediately stopped worrying about his clothes and ran away with Song Huiyue. Feeling that it was not safe anywhere, he ran all the way into Prince Jin's study. As soon as the little chamberlain opened the door, he pulled Song Huiyue and rolled around.
He went in and sat on the chair unable to move: "This Wu Yeming is scary."
He indicated the length to Song Huiyue: "The needle is so long. Do you believe that he can prick me to death in one go, if he wants to."
The length of his gestures was much longer than that of King Jin.
A waiter came in outside the door, holding a basket of silver charcoal and silver chopsticks in his hand. Xie Zhou took it in his hand and said, "I'll bring you some tea. I want a bowl of salty tea."
The waiter quickly left and went to do it.
Xie Zhou opened the lid of the copper brazier and gently opened the fire with a silver chopstick. There were piles of red charcoal inside. He also lightly added a lot of silver charcoal and covered it with the copper lid: "When the tea comes, I will tell you about Wu Yeming."
It’s the old guy who gave Qinghui the acupuncture.”
Before the salty tea arrived, King Jin had already arrived.
King Jin usually stayed in the palace and felt cold and lonely. Now that Song Huiyue came, he found that it was not that the palace was cold, but that he couldn't live without Song Huiyue. Any place without Song Huiyue would be deserted.
Where there is Song Huiyue, even Xie Zhou's dog-like mouth becomes lively.
"Your Highness." Xie Zhou stood up quickly, not mentioning the old thing for the time being. Song Huiyue also stood up, smiling and wanted to salute with Xie Zhou. King Jin strode forward and gave Song Huiyue a hand.
"Don't be too polite at home," King Jin himself sat down on the main seat, "Sit down, Huang Ting, breakfast is here."
Then he looked at Xie Zhou: "Xiaoba, have you finished eating?"
Xie Zhou sat down around the table rudely, pretending not to understand what Prince Jin meant: "No, I just drank some hot tea when I went out."
He looked at Song Huiyue: "Sister Yue, we haven't had dinner together for a long time. My brother will treat you well today."
The King of Jin slandered: "You are quite justified in borrowing my flowers to offer this Buddha."
Breakfast was served quickly. After Huang set it, Huang Ting led the servants to retreat one by one and stood guard outside the door.
The portion of breakfast on the table is not large, but there are many varieties, and the table is full.
Song Huiyue gained an appetite when she saw that there was fermented glutinous rice flour mixed with eggs. Before she could move, King Jin stood up and scooped out a bowl. Before she could put it down, Xie Zhou had already taken it from his hand: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?
It allows you to take action.”
King Jin had his hands empty and looked at Xie Zhou coldly as he put the glutinous rice bowl in front of Song Huiyue: "Sister Yue, I know you like to eat this. It's not available in Dingzhou. You haven't eaten it in a long time. Eat it quickly."
It’s cold and the smell of alcohol is heavy.”
Song Huiyue took it in her hand and said, "Thank you, Bage."
"Brother Zhou," Xie Zhou smiled. Seeing King Jin reaching out to the thin rolls, he immediately picked one up and put it on the plate in front of Song Huiyue, "Shanhaidou, the bamboo shoots in it are all fresh. You like to eat bamboo shoots."
,Eat more."
As he spoke, he watched King Jin gradually turn green, his face daring to be angry but afraid to speak, and secretly snickering.
I finally repaid some of the grievances I suffered in front of King Jin.
He stopped his movements in a measured manner, holding the bowl and eating his own wontons calmly.
King Jin's flowers were all presented to Xie Zhou, and he was so angry that he wanted to peel off Xie Zhou's skin and convulse. However, his appearance showed no signs of it, so he asked Song Huiyue to taste everything. She took a bowl of chicken noodle soup and ate it slowly.
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Song Huiyue ate half a bowl of glutinous rice and asked Xie Zhou: "Brother Zhou, how come this doctor is willing to come out with you?"
Xie Zhou put down the bowl and said mysteriously: "Do you know why he refused to visit the doctor?"
Song Huiyue thought for a while: "Are you too old?"
"You are old, but you are still energetic and getting stronger with age," Xie Zhou chuckled, "You are still a shameless person."
He lowered his voice: "He likes young and beautiful girls to stay up all night..."
"Ahem!" King Jin cleared his throat.
Xie Zhou immediately changed his mind: "We talked all night long and felt that he didn't have much time left. Visiting doctors was a waste of his time. Others thought he was virtuous and respected."
He heyed again, feeling very proud: "I followed him for several days, climbing up windows and walls, and finally caught him. The second article made him appear in the tabloid. His name is Wu Yeming, so I wrote
Wu Hua An wrote eloquently for three days. He couldn't hold it in any longer and came to see me."
"No wonder he hates you so much," Song Huiyue said with a smile, "If you write like this, he will almost lose his life."
Xie Zhou nodded: "That's right."
He also said that the old doctor was very vindictive and tried to give him acupuncture many times along the way, but he always avoided it.
Although the old doctor was a shameless person, he was indeed worthy of his reputation as the "Sage of the Apricot Grove". On the day he saw Song Qinghui, he deployed a row of long needles and carefully used them on Song Qinghui's head, pricking him endlessly.
Dr. Zu saw his acupuncture skills and secretly praised him, and even had a few drinks with Dr. Wu.
After talking about the old doctor, Xie Zhou held the fried ghost between his hands and sighed: "How long has it been since we had dinner together?"
Song Huiyue said: "It's been two years."
The King of Jin handed Song Huiyue a scallion pancake: "Two years and five months."
Xie Zhou didn't talk to him anymore, but kept eating the deep-fried glutinous rice. He got up quietly and went out to ask Huang Ting to eat the steamed rolls dipped in honey.
The King of Jin ignored Xie Zhou's coming and going, and silently moved the food to Song Huiyue, picked up a bowl of fish and rice glutinous rice, stirred it, and then brought it to Song Huiyue.
"Try them all," he looked at Song Huiyue longingly, knowing that he would not get a response, but he did not despair, "I have added a cook from Tanzhou, you should like it."
The fish and rice glutinous rice noodles were still piping hot. Song Huiyue took a bite and said, "I like it. It really tastes like Tanzhou."
She ate half the bowl, waved her hand and said, "I'm full. I wonder if the doctor has finished the injection. I want to see Qinghui."
King Jin stood up and said, "I'll go with you."
At this time, it was not yet five o'clock, and the sky was still dark, but the lights of the palace were turned on one after another, illuminating every road.
The shadows of Prince Jin and Song Huiyue were both stretched out on the ground. Song Huiyue suddenly said: "My lord, you are much more haggard than before."
King Jin was stunned and said with a wry smile: "Yes."
After winning the battle in Dingzhou, Jinshang became more and more arrogant, thinking that he was wise and without fault, and wanted to act arbitrarily in court, but he did not have the ability to do so, so he often made mistakes, wasted people and money, and had countless ideas, all of which he had to deal with.
Really haggard.
Coupled with his own humiliation, he became even more out of shape.