win the hairpin

Chapter 115 Eat Fish
Song Huiyue entered through the corner gate and felt the tightness of the palace again.

It is not because it is smaller than Tanzhou, but because it has not been inhabited for many years, the flowers and trees are too lush, and the trees have almost grown into towering trees.

There are also many servants, one here and one here, as if everyone is very busy, walking in a hurry, Song Huiyue looked at them, and they all seemed unfamiliar.

When she walked to the study, Prince Jin was already waiting for her.

King Jin also had someone who was younger than Huang Ting by a few years, and his name was Chen Hao.

This person has a history, he has been working beside Concubine Zhang Guifei, and was specially sent by Concubine Zhang Guifei to serve King Jin.

Chen Hao saluted Song Huiyue with a smile, and looked at her calmly.

As early as today, when the king of Jin was asked to return to the capital, many figures around the king of Jin had been circulating in the capital for a long time, and among them was the lady Song whom the king of Jin tried his best to protect.

According to rumors, Mrs. Song is a well-behaved and docile lady, but she is not kind to others. According to this rumor, she should be a beautiful and dignified person, but it is known that she is dressed as a teenager, and she is not very rich. , I felt a bit unrepentant, and I was shocked.

The other servants standing in the room also looked back and forth between Song Huiyue and King Jin curiously.

King Jin An Zhiruo, with a natural and intimate demeanor, as if Song Huiyue is the younger sister of his family: "Come, look at the bamboo I painted."

Song Huiyue strolled over, looked down at the painting, and there was a piece of thin bamboo stretching proudly against the wind in the painting, showing unsurpassed vigor.

"Okay." Song Huiyue couldn't understand the painting, so she just thought it was good.

King Jin put down his pen with a smile, and led her to the front hall: "Is your mother still used to living there?"

Song Huiyue nodded: "It's a habit, I don't have bamboo weaving, and I'm bored, so I just wander around outside."

"I bought a boat of moso bamboo, but it hasn't arrived yet," King Jin led her along the path, "Your house can't be put down, so it can only be put here."

Song Huiyue was a little surprised: "When did you buy it?"

King Jin smiled: "I just remembered it on the way here. After I came, I was still thinking about planting some moso bamboo here. I don't know if it will survive."

Song Huiyue kicked away a small stone: "My lord, you don't need to bother about these trivial matters. I'm just for fun. I can't weave bamboo strips. I just read the storybook, or learn how to make candy."

"It's better to go to work as a carpenter." King Jin looked at her sideways.

Song Huiyue shook her head: "The house is too small to open."

King Jin smiled: "That's right, there are many large villages in the outer city. I'll ask Xie Zhou to take a look. It doesn't matter whether it's bamboo or wood."

Then he said again: "Don't have a quarrel with me, sometimes I think it would be great if you were only as big as a thrush, and I will carry you wherever I go."

Song Huiyue was surprised by his whimsical thinking: "Take me? Then I'm going to peck someone."

"Peck," King Jin laughed, "What do you want to eat?"

Song Huiyue thought of the live fish she saw at the fish store on the wharf in the morning, and immediately said, "Fish."

King Jin turned his head and waved to Huang Ting who was following him from afar: "Huang Ting, add a dish to dinner, make a fish."

Huang Ting was about to nod his head when Chen Hao ran up and said with an apologetic smile, "My lord, today the fish store did not bring any fish, and I saw the list, but there was no fish either. You know that what to eat today has to be decided yesterday. .”

Song Huiyue's eyes widened. King Jin asked for a fish, but he couldn't even eat it?
King Jin's face was as usual, he couldn't see any joy or anger, and he only said to Chen Hao: "Then go buy one."

There is a fish store on the pier, and the freshest fish will be sent to the palace every day, no matter whether there is anyone to eat or not, it has to be delivered regardless of the weather. The palace also uses rice from the palace, it is impossible to have no fish.

Either the palace deliberately embezzled King Jin, or the fish died, these people fooled King Jin.

However, Chen Hao said: "My lord, today I have always been frugal. King Yan once had a hot day and wanted to eat an ice bowl, but there was no one in the palace for a while, so King Yan kept silent.

It wasn’t until I went to the palace to treat the imperial concubine to eat an ice bowl that I said I wanted to eat it too, but the price of ice in Kyoto is already expensive, so I was afraid that if I asked for an ice bowl, other people would also eat it in order to flatter him. higher, let it go,

Today, I happened to hear what King Yan said, and immediately praised him for his intentions. You see, why do you have to make a fuss over a fish? "

King Jin's smile didn't reach his eyes: "Okay, what you said is reasonable, Mrs. Song and I went out to eat, Huang Ting, prepare refreshments first, I'm thirsty after walking all this way."

Huang Ting nodded quickly, and at the same time looked at his colleague coldly, shaking his head in his heart.

Walking to the front hall, Song Huiyue was drinking tea in the front hall, grilling the charcoal fire, and fiddled with the charcoal block with the fire chopsticks warmly.

King Jin sat quietly with her, let her warm up before going out, looked at her and the brazier, and suppressed the irritability in his heart.

However, Chen Hao didn't know who he was, so he ran over with a pot of tangerines: "My lord, these are tangerines sent by the imperial concubine in the palace. They said that they are for Lord Yan and you. The matter of the fish is arranged by me." It’s not a week, just send in the list tonight, and you can get it tomorrow, and tell me what you want to eat.”

King Jin waved his hand: "No, let's go out to eat later."

Song Huiyue always felt that it was not a good word after hearing what this man knew.

She thought about it carefully, and felt that he brought out Concubine Zhang Gui and King Yan to suppress King Jin. It seemed that King Jin was greedy, mobilizing people for the sake of fish.

Moreover, she looked at King Jin, who was clearly hindered by returning to the capital, and there were some things she couldn't say even if she wanted to.

"This is really interesting." Song Huiyue held the fire chopsticks, "It seems that everyone in Yan Wang's mansion knows it, otherwise why would he be so obsessed with Yan Wang? Here with Jin Wang, I am afraid that I miss my old master, my lord. Send him back."

Not only are these words unpleasant, but they are also very offensive. After all, if the King of Jin sends him back, he can't really return to the Palace of King Yan.

Chen Hao waved his hands again and again: "This minister is talking too much."

He always felt that when Song Huiyue spoke, it seemed that he would randomly insert the fire chopsticks into his eyes.

"Miss, try this." Huang Ting walked in, and put a plate of cherry bream on the small table in front of Song Huiyue, "It's from the palace, it's sweet."

Song Huiyue waved her hand: "I don't like sweets."

Chen Hao said: "Madam, try it, because the imperial concubine and the King of Yan both love sweets, the sweet desserts in the palace are very good."

Song Huiyue was speechless after hearing this, and said to Huang Ting after a while: "I'm afraid of the wind, so close the doors and windows."

"Yes." Huang Ting hastily closed the doors and windows, and soon only Song Huiyue, Jin Wang, Chen Hao, and Huang Ting were left in the room.

Song Huiyue picked up the plate of cherry bream, stood up with calm eyes, and brought it to Chen Hao.

Chen Hao took a step back, but Song Huiyue's hands were quick and accurate, and he slapped the whole plate of cherry bream on his face.

"Ah..." Chen Hao screamed, and fell to the ground, his face was sticky, and there was a sweet breath.

The plate fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

However, before he got up, Song Huiyue had already squatted down, stuffed a piece of black charcoal into his mouth, then picked up a piece of broken porcelain, and stabbed it hard.

In panic, Chen Hao raised his arm to block it, and the tile was inserted straight into his arm.

"Ugh..."

(End of this chapter)