win the hairpin

Chapter 109
Blood splattered on the ground, as well as on the coffin lying on the ground.

The whole room was full of coffins, all of which were servants who died in vain in the villa of the King of Jin. It was creepy.

There was a rotten smell from the coffin, and Zhang Xutang vomited up the blood he had just swallowed.

"Second master!" Zhang Lin hurriedly took Zhang Xutang out.

The mouthful of black blood was coughed up, but Zhang Xutang calmed down and told Xiaowei, "Go back to Beijing."

Xiao Wei hurriedly said: "Yes, when will Second Master leave?"

"Now, immediately, immediately!"

Zhang Xutang deeply felt that Tanzhou was not his blessed land, so he left overnight, and before leaving, he smashed the Bodhisattva in the Buddhist hall.

Since the Bodhisattva did not bless him, he fell.

Ever since Zhang Xutang lived in this house, there has always been an absurd and uninhibited atmosphere in this house. Morality, common sense, and laws do not exist here. Now that Zhang Xutang has left, this house is the first to be deserted.

The flowers and trees became more and more prosperous, and began to occupy everything unscrupulously.

A few old servants were in charge of guarding the house, which had lost its beauty, day after day until it died.

The Prince Jin's Mansion once again shocked Tanzhou. This time, it also brought the emperor's decree to let the King of Jin return to the capital to reunite with the family.

The whole city of Tanzhou was boiling, and the invitations flew into the palace like snowflakes, but King Jin didn't see any of them.

He locked himself in the dungeon, sitting quietly like meditating on Zen.

He let the portrait spread out again, and the two men and women on it were all smiling and groaning, not knowing the sufferings of the world.

In the silence, he felt that although he was still alive, living in a lively world, his soul had actually fallen into the long night.

In the dark world, the more he lives, the more cold-blooded, the more ruthless he is. There is only one moon in the sky, illuminating him, but the moon is only doing it unintentionally. If he can't hold the moon in his arms, then the moon may leave He goes.

If the moon no longer shines on him, then he will become numb, cold, and become a devil with a hollow heart.

It is precisely because of this expectation of reaching the moon that he moves forward fearlessly in a dangerous situation.

After sitting in this dungeon for a whole night, he went out with the portrait.

Handing over the portrait to Huang Ting, he said to You Song, "Where is Yin Xiao, I want to see him."

You Song whispered: "Bamboo forest."

King Jin was going to see Yinxiao directly, but when he heard that he was in the bamboo forest, he stopped, went back to wash and change clothes, and slept for two hours before going to Zhuxizhai.

Bamboo leaves fell one after another, and he soon saw Yin Xiao.

Yin Xiao was chopping bamboo with a lot of talent, one end of the thin bamboo pole was good, and the other end spread out, like a chrysanthemum with slender petals.

This is what Mrs. Song used to beat Song Huiyue.

Apparently Song Huiyue didn't leave the house, and she had the ability to smoke her old woman's seven orifices, chasing her all over the yard and beating her up.

If you can't beat Song Huiyue, you will beat Yin Xiao. Yin Xiao can't run, and the rough skin and thick flesh are hit twice, like tickling.

He held the machete in one hand and the bamboo pole in the other. He did it very meticulously, and he didn't do it perfunctorily just because the bamboo stick would hit him.

He knew as soon as King Jin came, but he didn't move, his eyes were only on his hands.

You Song coughed hard and reminded Yin Xiao: "Yin Xiao, the prince is here."

Yin Xiao raised his head, just glanced at King Jin, and the emotions in his eyes turned into blood and darkened into black.

The breath is dark, and the clothes on his body are also black, but the person is bathed in the sun, like a shining knife, and the weak bamboo leaves around him become sharp.

He was Song Huiyue's shadow, he had nothing to ask of the King of Jin, so he didn't even stand up and bow to him, he just raised his head, revealing all the edges and corners of his face.

"What's the matter?"

King Jin was dressed in white, and his skin was like white jade. Standing in the dark bamboo shadow, he had a hazy brilliance that eroded the surroundings silently.

"I heard that you are from Dingzhou?"

Yin Xiao nodded.

King Jin patted the folding fan on the palm of his hand, bent slightly, and looked at him condescendingly: "I can send you back to Dingzhou."

Yin Xiao withdrew his gaze and lowered his head. He already understood the purpose of King Jin's visit: "No need."

King Jin straightened up and said with a smile, "I can settle you into a good household and let you live a stable life. Do you want to do business or enter the government office? Or do you want to join the army and make contributions?"

Although Dingzhou is small, it is adjacent to Qiangliao in the north and Gyeonggi in the south. With the shoulders of Zhenji and the elbow and armpit of Youyan, it is the most important in the world.

Because of this, the war here has been going on for years, and the smoke is filled.

With Yin Xiao's skill, he can stand out among the [-] cavalry of the Dingwu Army.

No, among the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Zhen and Dingzhou, he is the best.

Yin Xiao stuck the knife on the ground and shook the bamboo stick: "I have no ambitions, and I have no intention of serving the country."

King Jin sighed, seeing that he was fortified and would not be moved: "There are strict rules in the capital, you can't shout and kill."

Yin Xiao looked at him suspiciously: "I never shout for beating and killing."

He always did it directly, knocking over one by one.

Hearing what he said, King Jin was still a bit childish, so he smiled and said, "Then do you want to stay in Tanzhou?"

Yin Xiao shook his head: "I only follow the eldest lady, and I also follow the ends of the earth."

King Jin looked at Yin Xiao, the noon sun fell on Yin Xiao's pupils, it was very clear, like a clear spring.

He thought that Yin Xiao had blood on his hands, but his heart was very clean.

So he didn't waste his time talking, pointed to the bamboo stick and said: "Remember to take this to Kyoto, there is no such thing in Kyoto, only a feather duster."

After talking with Yin Xiao, he met Song Huiyue and asked her to go to Lushan Temple with him, not to worship Buddha, but to visit an expert.

After visiting this expert, we went to enjoy the scenery together.

Song Huiyue just annoyed Mrs. Song because of a witty remark when she was learning embroidery. After being scolded like a storm, she heard the appointment of King Jin and immediately left the house as if fleeing.

The two arrived at Lushan Temple together. Song Huiyue was outside watching the tortoise basking in the sun, while Jin Wang went to the Jushilin to see this expert.

The expert is Lu Hong from Yuelu Academy.

In the Buddhist monastery, Lu Hong was instructed and influenced by the Buddha, put the word "Zhuzi" back into his belly, sat on the Xumi seat, bent his legs and twisted his beard, and waited for King Jin's three-inch tongue to encourage him to go to Beijing .

King Jin sat on the ground, his white clothes spread out like lotus flowers, and his expression was serene.

"Sir, I have been in Tanzhou for ten years, and I often walk in the fields. There are many people in Tanzhou. It seems to be rich, but in fact it is the wealth of officials and businessmen. The folks are not prosperous, and the fields are not prosperous.
The weather in Tanzhou is cold, and there are only ten early rice crops, and there is no harvest for late rice. There is only one crop of mid-season rice a year, but it has to pay the same grain and tax as other lands that can grow two or three crops. Those who are really bitter. "

Lu Hong opened his eyes and shot at him like lightning: "So you are wasting money and wasting money by planting early rice. You thought you didn't understand farming, but now it seems that if you commit crimes knowingly, the crime will be aggravated!"

King Jin did not argue for himself, but continued: "From one place to another country, the agriculture is poor, the people are not prosperous, the people's hearts are loose, and they are not in the same direction as the country. Normal seasons are fine, but if there are wars or natural disasters, You will see the disadvantages."

Lu Hong sneered, but he never mentioned the word "Zhuzi" in his heart.

(End of this chapter)