win the hairpin

Chapter 172

Sensing the prying eyes, Song Huiyue turned her head to take a look, her eyes were calm, and there was no shyness on her face, as if the effort of King Jin was a very common thing.

After tying up her cloak, she walked out with a wooden stick, her legs and feet were slightly unsteady, she passed Feng Wei all the way, and walked out of the gate. Yin Xiao at the gate followed her, one master and one servant went out to hunt birds.

Feng Wei took his eyes off Song Huiyue, went in to meet King Jin, and at the same time thought to himself: "It is said that King Jin is still innocent at the age of twenty, either he doesn't know how to miss women, or he only knows how to think about men, or Want to marry a girl from the Yue family—who doesn't know that the eldest lady of the Yue family was destined for him at the beginning, but he didn't expect him to belong to her, why does this little lady look familiar?"

He walked up to King Jin suspiciously, and just as he crossed his hands to salute, he suddenly remembered that this little lady must be Song Qi's daughter.

Song Qi has such thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was very charming when he was the chief historian of the palace. I heard that there was a young lady who sang songs who recommended herself as a pillow.

Could it be that King Jin repaid himself in order to repay his kindness?
His mind was full of thoughts, he was very curious about King Jin's feelings, he said countless words, and was about to inquire about it, when he saw another tall and tall young man sucking pears over.

"Who is this?"

"Xie Zhou," the young man hastily put down the pear, "I join the army as a recorder of the prince's mansion. This is of secondary importance. I am mainly the son of the chief minister of the prince's mansion. It is basically equal to half of the chief minister. Please sit down!"

Feng Wei had never heard half of Chang Shi's argument, but seeing that King Jin did not refute, he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he could only sit down with Xie Zhou.

King Jin also withdrew his sleepwalking expression, and talked to Feng Wei about the business in the smelting field.

The business is going smoothly, those who should fall have fallen, and those who should be purged have been purged. If the king of Jin continues to fight with the Zhang family in Zezhou, he will become a poor ghost—this place is really too poor, and all the yamen Waiting to be fed, he has already posted a lot, and even wants to go back to Jinghu North Road to rob Gangyin again.

Besides, the Spring Festival only comes once a year, so it is so precious that all fights can be put on hold until the New Year is over.

After another two days, the pension money was also fully distributed—the king of Jin paid out of his own pocket again, adding ten taels of silver and ten catties of meat to each household.

After everything was settled, the group finally packed their bags and boarded the passenger ship back to Kyoto.

Xie Zhou had nothing to do, chatted with Xie Chuan on the boat, and when he learned about Kong Muge Renmei in the military case, he immediately went to his desk and wrote an excellent article, which will only be published in the newspaper when he returns to Kyoto.

He showed the masterpiece to King Jin who was discussing the matter with Xie Chuan. When King Jin saw it, it was written that a rich man surnamed Ge took a beautiful concubine and placed it on the case of massacre.

At first glance, it looks unremarkable, but when you look closely, it is almost disgusting.

First, the concubine spent a good night with the master, which is omitted here, and then how the concubine bound Master Ge and took the knife.

Xie Chuan's words ended here, and Xie Zhou had endless reverie about it.

King Jin thought of the meatball soup he drank in the morning. Xie Zhou's inspiration probably came from this, and immediately threw the article out with an ugly expression.

Huang Ting picked it up outside the cabin door and looked at it for a while, before throwing himself on the deck to retch, and felt another pain in his lower body.

Ba Ye is really incompetent!

As the article was passed on the ship, the sound of retching kept rising and falling. Everyone swore that they would never eat meatballs again, but no one vowed not to read the article written by Xie Zhou again.

Amidst the repeated retching, Xie Chuan poured King Jin a cup of hot tea: "Your lord's marriage can be reported to Da Zong Zhengsi in the next year, and Da Zong Zhengsi will go and ask for an order from today."

When mentioning marriage, King Jin smiled unconsciously: "You watched Sister Yue grow up, and I know you won't object."

Xie Chuan put his hands on his knees, and said slowly: "The lower officials do not object, not because of this reason, but because this marriage is of great benefit to you, my lord. Your marriage is being watched by the whole court. Any lady from a famous family will implicate many in-laws, since you, my lord, want to attract celebrities, then there is no need to exchange benefits for the marriage, marrying Sister Yue is the best."

King Jin was overjoyed at first, but after hearing what he said, he couldn't help frowning, and just fell silent.

Xie Chuan knew that King Jin didn't like to listen, and knew that King Jin was full of infatuation, but he had to say that he had to let King Jin's boiling blood cool down.

"My lord, I know that you like Sister Yue, but you have to remember that the last thing you want to marry Sister Yue is because you like her. What you are going to climb is the most ruthless throne in the world. The person who sits on this chair , no matter what you think about it, you can’t have the word like like it.”

He looked directly into King Jin's eyes. The usually gentle and gentle man suddenly had a force in his eyes: "There are only pros and cons."

Suddenly there was a gust of wind and waves, the boat began to bump with the waves, and the body that led Jin Wang also began to shake. He clasped his two hands tightly, and his palms were full of cold sweat.

Only pros and cons!

When it is beneficial, he can embrace the moon without any harm, but when there is a disadvantage, he must give up without hesitation.

Xie Chuan's words kept echoing in his mind, baring his teeth and claws in a menacing manner, sending chills down his back. He looked down at his hands, which were clean, but the temperature was gradually receding, and it began to become icy cold.

As Xie Chuan expected, his blood had indeed cooled down, his reason returned to his mind, and he narrowed his eyes to look at Xie Chuan.

In just a moment, he showed a look of alienation, and even his peach blossom eyes lost a lot of luster, turning into an outrageous look.

"There's no need to rush to report to Dazong Zhengsi." His eyes were heavy, and there was no sign of happiness or anger.

He will make such a decision after he has won a complete victory. At that time, even if there are thousands of purples and reds, even if they are all sent to him, he only needs this one moon.

Song Huiyue sat on the deck without such complicated thoughts at all.

Her heart was pure and quiet, she didn't say or do anything on the deck, she didn't even have an expression, her mind seemed to be very empty, she just sat there for an hour.

Yin Xiao brought the article written by Xie Zhou, sat down beside her, and showed her the article with both hands, but she just raised her eyes, her thick black eyelashes curled up, and her eyes flicked from the small bamboo paper covered with handwriting. Swept it away, then took it back.

There was a strange indifference and arrogance in her eyes, as if she had been psychic, and she didn't care about or be surprised by everything that happened in this world.

Yin Xiao withdrew his hand silently, and continued to sit beside her, his eyes hanging down on the deck, and he just sat without saying a word.

Song Huiyue is a god, and he is a believer prostrate at the feet of the gods.

　This chapter has been remedied just now, and some details have been deleted, so there should be no problem
　　
　
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