win the hairpin

Chapter 170 Stupid King Jin

After Li Lin finished speaking, there was silence in the room.

A total of [-] million taels.

After a long while, Zhao Li said in a deep voice: "Salt and iron are in charge of the world's goods from mountains and marshes, Guanshi, rivers and canals, and military affairs. They are for the benefit of the country, but they are not for the country. They only benefit the King of Yan and the Zhang family. I didn't expect the imperial court to be so corrupt."

After finishing speaking, he sighed heavily: "Except for Yantie, Duzhi and Hudu are probably under the control of the Zhang family. The Zhang family has been in power for [-] years. It may not be easy for King Jin to uproot him."

Half of the imperial court is surnamed Zhang, and the anti-Zhang faction who is not surnamed Zhang is often suppressed. Jin Wang wants to find his own path in this chaos, so that people who really care about their family and country can follow his lead Steps, difficult.

Li Lin put on his hat, stood up, and dusted off his clothes: "I'm leaving."

Zhao Li didn't stand up to see him off, Li Lin's words were too heavy and he couldn't move: "I won't see you off."

Li Lin looked back at him: "If something happens to me."

Zhao Lidao: "I will take care of your mother until she dies."

Li Lin laughed, strode out, walked all the way into Da Nei to plead guilty, and waited at home for news from Zezhou. Two days later, the news from Zezhou Yard finally came.

When the inspectors dug up the corpses in the smelting yard, they dug up a large amount of unburned sulfur and saltpeter, which were distributed throughout the smelting yard, and also dug out a small piece of cotton thread.

The explosion in the factory was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster aimed at King Jin.

Fortunately, King Fu of Jin was not killed by the bombing, but he and Xu county magistrate were knocked out by a stone, and they didn't wake up until now. It was Xie Changshi who found him.

No one cares whether the king of Jin is really in a coma or a fake coma. In short, the entire Hedong Road is inseparable.

Wang Zhizhou didn't understand what Xie Chuan was waiting for until he got into the prison car.

He was just waiting for the sound of the Dengwen drum in Kyoto, and waiting for the sulfur and other things to be buried. A man-made explosion killed more than [-] people in the smelter. .

But he was not very flustered yet, because he had a backer behind him, and when he arrived in Kyoto, he would just punish himself with three cups.

King Jin didn't care about the situation in the capital either. He knew that Li Lin's resignation had already been confirmed. If the position of deputy envoy of Yantie is going to make people lose their minds, it depends on who is better.

At this time, he was sitting in the posthouse recuperating from his wounds. The wounds healed slowly and were still in pain, but he didn't feel it at all.

Happiness filled his body, overflowing from the corners of his eyes and mouth, and the snow and light outside were all so brilliant, pouring in through the Vientiane lattice window covered with Korean paper, covering Song Huiyue's whole body.

Song Huiyue sat on a small bench weaving reed leaves.

King Jin stared at her intently, watching the snow light wrapping her body, her body was very light and light, as if it could be blown away by the wind.

Song Huiyue nodded when her mind was dull, she was also nodding, she didn't feel anything, but Jin Wang was a little scared, he was only thinking about his heart at the time, but thinking about it later, he felt that he was suspected of taking advantage of others, afraid of Song Huiyue If you are completely awake, you will turn your face and deny anyone.

Fortunately, after Song Huiyue woke up, she was neither shy nor regretful, as if she had promised thousands of times in her heart.

She wove grasshoppers out of dry reed leaves, and when she was done, she put them away and stood up limping.

King Jin got up quickly, helped her to sit in the chair, smiled at her, and brought her a cup of hot tea: "Salty."

Song Huiyue smiled and said, "Why didn't you go to the mill today?"

King Jin was stunned and stunned like a fool, staring intently at Song Huiyue's hand holding the teacup: "I'm afraid."

He was afraid that as soon as he went to the factory, Song Huiyue would float back to the capital, return to Mrs. Song's arms, and hide from him again.

Xie Zhou walked to the door, saw King Jin's horrific and stupid appearance, immediately turned his heels, walked all the way to the door, and stood with Yin Xiao on the left and right to blow the cold wind.

The post house has undergone earth-shaking changes because of King Jin’s stay. There are two rows of guards standing outside the gate, standing side by side. Everyone is holding a long knife and has a serious face. The post house that was almost in ruins has also been repaired. It is a place that can be entered. up.

Huang Ting came in with a pot of frozen pears, seeing these two poking in front of the door like door gods, he was very puzzled and asked Xie Zhou: "Eight Lord, didn't you ask the prince for something? Why are you standing here?"

Xie Zhou sighed and covered his eyes: "I think it's better if I'm blind."

Then he put his hand down again: "My eyes hurt."

Huang Ting looked at Yin Xiao: "Why are you standing here?"

Yin Xiao said nothing.

Xie Zhou replied instead of Yin Xiao: "The eldest lady has a new love, and he is sad to abandon the old love."

As soon as he finished speaking, he received cold looks from Yin Xiao and Huang Ting.

It's not easy to stare back after receiving a cold stare. After all, he was the one with the cheapest, so he reached out and took a frozen pear embarrassingly. Seeing that it hadn't slowed down, he put it back and pushed Huang Ting to the kitchen: "Wait for the pear to thaw. Come again."

In the room, Song Huiyue's small and soft palm covered the back of King Jin's.

King Jin raised his eyes, and saw Song Huiyue's big black eyes shining brightly in the sky, and the black eyeballs looked like two shining gems.

"My lord, don't be afraid."

King Jin flipped his wrist, held her hand, and sat down beside her: "Yes, don't be afraid,"

While talking, he couldn't help but look at Song Huiyue, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

The corners of Song Huiyue's mouth were lifted up, with a free and easy air, but when she was not smiling, her eyebrows and eyes took the upper hand, and they became darker and darker. It was an extremely dark world. Occasionally, such eyes glanced at people, and they could make people feel happy. Quiet to the end.

"The mill is still digging today, and funerals are being held everywhere." King Jin said in a low voice.

Song Huiyue asked: "Has the pension money been paid?"

King Jin shook his head: "Zezhou is not a rich place in the first place. There are more wasteland than arable land. Several county magistrates are clinking poorly. The magistrates and prefects have money, and they all go into their own pockets."

"It can be the same as in Tanzhou," Song Huiyue thought for a while, "Let the transfer department pay the money, doesn't the transfer department keep the money for the envoy?"

"You think the same as we do. Xie Chuan has already led Xu Laiyu and several poor county magistrates to the Transshipment Department to ask for money." King Jin laughed again, thinking that the two of them had a good understanding and wanted to go together.

As for Xie Chuan, who was the first to find money for a transshipment envoy, he had forgotten it to the back of his mind.

After the two babbled, Song Huiyue went out to hunt birds.

It just so happened that Feng Wei, the new prefect of Zezhou, came to see King Jin. He stepped into the gate, and saw a waiter in green clothes standing at the third door on the left, and strode over. When he was about ten steps away from the house, Suddenly he stood still.

As a forty-year-old middle-aged man with strong curiosity, Feng Wei had the heart to find out about King Jin himself. When he saw the situation in the house, his curiosity became more and more irresistible, so he just stood there and watched.

Standing in the room was a slender woman with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with her head bowed quietly, leaning on a wooden stick in one hand, and holding a slingshot in the other. King Jin bent over and bowed her head, and was tying a soap-colored cloak on her.

(End of this chapter)