Everyone cheered, but secretly murmured in their hearts, "Okay! The king's confident and arrogant aura when he wrote is really good! Even the words written... are really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people!"
Hearing the applause around him, how could Tang Yin not have the self-awareness to think that everyone was sincere, but he accepted the praise without blushing or gasping for breath, then put down his pen, raised his eyes to look at Song Ying, and asked:
"What do you think, Miss Song?"
Song Ying remained expressionless and noncommittal, and said solemnly: "The daughter of the people will list the king's gifts and hang them in the hall."
"Haha, good, good!" Tang Yin nodded with a smile, then took a deep breath and said to Song Yinglun: "Mr. Song, I will be staying in your residence tonight. If I have done anything to beg for mercy, I hope Mr. Song will forgive me."
Unexpectedly, the Wind King would be so polite. Song Yinglun hurriedly bowed and saluted, saying: "That is my honor!"
Tang Yin said: "I am tired."
"I will prepare a room for the king now."
"Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Song."
"Oh, your Majesty is too polite."
As Tang Yin walked out, he hooked his fingers at Cheng Jin. The latter quickly came to Tang Yin's side and asked in a low voice: "What do you want your Majesty to do?"
After looking around, Tang Yin whispered: "Whether you steal or rob, in short, burn the words I just wrote."
If the thing I painted was displayed by the real Song family and hung in the lobby for public display, I am afraid that I, the monarch, would have to lose the face of the Feng Kingdom.
Hearing his words, Cheng Jin, who was so lifeless, almost laughed out loud, nodded repeatedly, and responded: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, apart from the people present today, no other person will see him."
"Yes!" Tang Yin was always at ease when Cheng Jin did things.
Song Yinglun placed Tang Yin in his bedroom, while he and his wife slept in the side room. In addition, Lingshuang, Qiu Zhen and others were also placed in different residences.
In the evening, Tang Yin had a simple dinner, then took out the map and carefully studied the current situation in Surabaya.
There are still four problems before him. One is the county town of Surabaya, and the other three are the three military camps of the Mo army in Surabaya. These four points have a large number of Mo army hoards. If there is a real fight, the situation will be huge.
Every battle is a tough battle. With our current strength, it is not easy to continuously conquer these four points. It can even be said to be very difficult. If the Feilong Army can be dispatched, the battle of Surabaya will become much easier. Unfortunately, Qiu
Zhen has repeatedly warned him that the Feilong Army must not be mobilized.
How can we use the existing troops to achieve the greatest victory at the least cost? The more Tang Yin thought about it, the more headache he got, and his eyes narrowed subconsciously.
Just as he was thinking hard, there was a knock on the door outside. Tang Yin said without looking back: "Come in!"
The person who pushed the door open was Asan. Asan walked up to Tang Yin and whispered: "Your Majesty, Miss Song is here to deliver tea. I wonder if your Majesty has seen her?"
At that time, there was no concept of men and women not being intimate, but it would be a disgrace to a man's reputation for a girl who had not left the court to run into a man's room in the middle of the night.
Tang Yin was stunned when he heard this. He could feel that Song Ying was repelling him. Why did she suddenly come to deliver refreshments?
While Tang Yin was thinking about it, Ah San said again: "My subordinates have already checked and there is nothing wrong with Miss Song's refreshments!"
"Yes!" Tang Yin nodded and said, "Let her come in!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Ah San agreed, turned around and walked out.
Not long after, Song Ying walked in from outside, holding a small basket in her hand.
"The daughter of the people has met the king!" Song Ying closed the door and gave a gentle salute to Tang Yin.
Tang Yin put away the map, waved to her with a smile, and said, "I am too embarrassed to trouble Miss Song to deliver tea at such a late hour."
As Song Ying came in, the fragrance also entered Tang Yin's nose. Even without looking, Tang Yin could smell it. Song Ying brought ginseng tea.
"Your Majesty, you're welcome. I heard that Your Majesty hasn't slept yet, so I specially made some food to bring to you. Isn't it going to disturb Your Majesty?" A rare smile appeared on Song Ying's fair face.
"No!" Tang Yin took the basket in her hand and said casually while looking through it: "I thought Miss Song hated me very much?" As he spoke, he took out a teapot and two stacks of hooks from the basket.
An appetizing snack.
"Why did the king say that?" Song Ying took the teapot, took out the empty cup, poured tea for him, and asked: "Did the civilian girl show disrespect to the king just now?"
"No." Tang Yin was amused and said, "It's just my feeling." As he said that, he picked up a piece of pastry, sniffed it, and praised: "It smells so good! What is it made of?"
"It's a five-nut cake. It contains pine nuts, peanut kernels, walnut kernels, melon seeds, and melon seeds." Song Ying's face turned red and she whispered: "It's made by a daughter of the people. Your Majesty, try it first!"
Tang Yin had already eaten, but the aroma of the five-nut cake in his hand was really tempting. He broke off a piece and put it in his mouth. The cake melted in his mouth, and it was sweet and charming. The fragrance lingered on his lips and teeth, and his mouth and tongue were filled with saliva. The aftertaste was endless.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time after eating a piece, Song Ying asked slightly nervously: "What does your Majesty think of the taste?"
"Good! Good!" Tang Yin swallowed the meat cake in his mouth and praised it twice. Then he looked at Song Ying with surprise and joy and praised: "It's delicious! I can't believe that Miss Song is not only a talented woman, but also a talented woman.
With such cooking skills, I will be impressed by Miss Song!"
Under Tang Yin's sparkling eyes, Song Ying looked shy and embarrassed, her face flushed, she lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered: "Your Majesty, this is too much of a reward."
"Not at all!" Tang Yin waved his hand, looked at Song Ying with interest, and said with a smile: "If possible, I really want to keep you by my side and eat snacks made by you every day!"
He didn't mean anything else by saying this, he just simply admired Song Ying's cooking skills.
However, to Song Ying's ears, it was completely different. Her face became even redder, and it reached the root of her neck, and she was speechless.
Seeing her shyness, Tang Yin thoughtfully changed the subject, picked up the teacup, and asked while smelling: "Is this the ginseng tea you brewed too?"
"Yes. In addition to ginseng, there is also deer antler, which can help the king replenish his health, and there is also asarum, which can help the king get rid of wind and cold." Song Ying said in one breath as if offering a treasure.
Tang Yin raised his eyebrows and was startled, then he laughed, put down the teacup, and said: "My body is very healthy, why do I need to use supplements like ginseng, deer antler, and asarum?" As he spoke, he stood up.
, and at the same time stretched out his hand to hold Song Ying's pointed and small chin, so that she could raise her head so that she could meet his eyes.
When talking, he doesn't like to look at the top of the other person's head, but likes to see the other person's eyes, so that he can know what the other person is thinking in his heart.
"I think that the people of Mo Country hate me."
Song Ying looked confused. She looked at Tang Yin who was so close, and her heart trembled. Tang Yin was a monarch, but he was also a very good-looking man. His facial features were resolute and profound, he was extraordinary handsome, and his eyes were wild and wild.
Wild, but not frivolous, and when you get close to him, you will immediately smell the smell of hay on his body, which is very clean and pure. Song Ying thought that that should be the smell of a man.
"Why does the king say that?"
"Because I led my troops to invade the country of Mo!" Tang Yin said quietly.
"But that is also the order of the emperor from the king..."
"What if it's not?" Tang Yin took back his hand and said: "There must be a battle between Feng Mo and Mo. It's just a matter of time. If our king doesn't attack Mo today, tomorrow Mo will lead his troops to attack Feng. All the countries in the world are in dispute.
Continuously, if we want to avoid war, we can only restore the original unified empire. The wind can defeat the world! I don’t know if the wind can defeat all the countries in the world, or if the countries in the world can defeat the wind, I also want to know."
It turned out that Tang Yin's "Wind Jue Tianxia" was a pun. Only now did Song Ying understand what he meant.
"I understand what the king is saying. The king is saying that if the Feng Kingdom does not fight externally, it will be swallowed up by other countries!" Song Ying said.
Tang Yin put his hands behind his back and raised his head and said: "At the banquet of nobles, we will never tolerate the presence of an upstart. If this is the case, then just tear everything down and start over."
Is this the ambition of the Feng King? Song Ying sighed secretly, that was no longer within the scope of her understanding.
Tang Yin put away the serious expression on his face, suddenly caressed her cheek, and said softly, half-questioningly, "Will you stay tonight?!"
Song Ying was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks turned red, her head bowed, and she said delicately: "If your Majesty is willing."
"Why not?" Following Tang Yin's brisk words, Song Ying suddenly felt her body light up, and she was already lying in the air. She subconsciously screamed, and when she looked carefully, it turned out that Tang Yin had picked her up from the waist.
In Tang Yin's arms, she was as light as nothing. He walked straight to the bed, gently placed Song Ying on the bed, and at the same time lowered his body and kissed her lips.
Unexpectedly, Tang Yin came so suddenly. Song Ying opened her eyes wide, but before she could react, Tang Yin's fingers had flexibly untied her belt.
"Ah... the... king..." Cold sweat flowed down Song Ying's forehead as she exclaimed.
"Don't be afraid! Isn't this exactly what you want?" Tang Yin raised his head slightly, looked into Song Ying's panicked eyes, and said with a smile.
Although he was smiling, Song Ying felt very cold, without any warmth. Soon she understood, because there was no smile in Tang Yin's eyes, and the curved tiger eyes were cold and sinister.
The sharp light makes people feel scary.
Did he see through it? Impossible... She didn't have time to think, because Tang Yin had already untied her coat and started to pull her bellyband.
"wait wait wait……"
"What are you waiting for?" Tang Yin ignored her and waved his arm, and a piece of red bellyband flew away from Song Ying's delicate body.