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Chapter 37: Mingren Don't Say Dark Chapters

Chapter 37
Everyone paid homage to King Jin, and King Jin shouted.

Zhang Xutang took a step forward and said to the King of Jin: "I have been in Tanzhou for more than two months, and I have always wanted to see the prince. I heard that the prince is not in good health. I don't know if he is better."

King Jin opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Xiao Wang came here dragging his sick body."

Zhang Xutang also complimented him blindly: "Your Majesty has such a demeanor even when he is ill. He is really dignified."

The King of Jin laughed and said, "Where, Ya Nei is the real handsome man, and the rouge and powder can't hide his appearance."

Zhang Xutang hurriedly said: "It's too much, it's far worse than the prince."

The two complimented each other out of conscience, cursed secretly, and looked at each other back and forth.

"My lord, I have no idea about compensation and resettlement. I will leave it to my steward. What about you?"

"Xiao Wang is very knowledgeable, and he has personally gone to the house to build tiles."

Xie Chuan stepped forward with a half-bow: "My lord has not recovered from his illness, so it is not suitable for you to work hard. You can rest assured that there are officials here."

"Alright," King Jin turned around amidst Lin Li's guards, "I'll leave it all to you."

Seeing that King Jin was about to go back to be his coward again, Zhang Xutang moved forward and said, "My lord, this matter is caused by the lady in the courtyard, why don't I invite you to the courtyard?" Two cups—no, I drink, you drink tea."

King Jin waved his hand: "Go to the Yamen, Xiao Wang will not accompany you."

Zhang Xutang finally saw him, how could he let him go so easily, stepped forward to block his way, and said earnestly: "My lord, please do me a favor, if my father knows that I have come to Tanzhou, Even the prince has never paid a visit, so he will definitely hang me up and beat me."

"Oh?" Jin Wang looked puzzled, "How do I remember that Master Zhang is very kind and loves you?"

Zhang Xutang sighed: "Ever since I stopped studying, my father has treated me much worse than before. My loving father is a thing of the past, and now even the emperor is helping my father to reprimand me."

King Jin nodded: "Indeed, ten years have passed between my fingers, but this king is still flipping through my loving father's old almanac."

After that, he smiled at Zhang Xutang with a gentle smile: "Then thank you for the tea, let's go."

Zhang Xutang also laughed, but felt that there was a huge shadow behind King Jin's smile, covering him.

Sanma He hastily ordered someone to clean it up. The miscellaneous rooms next to the west were hopeless, so let’s ignore them for now, and the fence in front didn’t need to be repaired. First, clean up the black tobacco ash in the main hall, and they can barely be used.

Her two daughters came out in small steps, pouring wine and serving tea from one left to the other.

Zhang Xutang and Jin Wang finally met, except for a few words of greeting when they first met, and when they sat down on their buttocks, they had nothing to say and didn't make a sound.

King Jin held the teacup and did not take a sip. He served it very calmly.

While rubbing the rim of the cup, he lost his mind in an open and honest way.

Huiyue is getting married, so she doesn't know how much gold is appropriate to give.

If it's too much, Mrs. Song will definitely not accept it, if it's too little, it's not enough to express his heart in front of Huiyue.

Zhang Xutang is drinking wine, the wine tastes bitter like tea, but it is strong and cannot be tasted alone, it needs to be drunk lively and in a big bowl.

Facing the silent King Jin, he almost suffocated to death.

Sister Xiang poured wine and spilled it on him. He immediately became angry, raised the glass, and poured all the wine on Sister Xiang.

"I don't need you! Careless, give me another one! Why don't you even have a singer! Where's the oiran!"

He is like a spoiled child, he is happy when he says he is happy, and he is angry when he is angry.

Listening to his noise, King Jin thought of Song Huiyue again.

Song Huiyue is not afraid of boredom, she can sit in one place for a long time, as if she is in a daze, or as if she is meditating in Zen, in short, she is very peaceful.

He sat with Song Huiyue, and the sea of ​​blood in his heart calmed down, and he could feel a little joy in the world.

Sanma He hastily persuaded: "Ms. Qin is sick"

Zhang Xutang smiled coldly: "Sick? If you have only one breath left, you have to come out! Don't fool the young master. If it doesn't work, the young master will set another fire and burn your place clean."

What he said seemed to mean something, but Jin Wang smiled and said nothing.

He Sanma really wanted to cry without tears, so she went to the back hall and persuaded Qinniang through the door: "My little lady is also considerate and considerate of me, go out and meet me, you are a good piece of meat now, just take Joe, but I don't like you." Let’s do it, if these young masters don’t make trouble, there are only two or three of them here, so I really can’t stand it.”

A soft voice came from the room: "Mom, these rich and noble children, don't you make some money?"

Sanma He wiped her sweat: "There are King Jin and Zhang Yanei outside. If you offend them badly, let alone make money, I'm afraid I will give away even the capital."

"Mom, I see, I'm coming right now, you go."

He Sanma talked about Qinniang, couldn't help being overjoyed, and hurried out to appease Zhang Xutang.

After a while, Qin Niang opened the curtain and walked out.

Under the light, Zhang Xutang raised his eyes and saw that the wine glass tilted and spilled most of the wine unconsciously.

Hair on the temples like clouds, eyebrows like crescent moons, almond eyes and peach cheeks, small cherry mouth, button-up gauze shirt, breasts wrapped in pepper milk crisps, moonlight sash, slender waist, eyes rolling, full of dissatisfaction All style.

Her eyes wandered between the two of them, and then settled on King Jin.

After Zhang Xutang finished watching Qinniang, he went to see King Jin again. Seeing that King Jin's eyes flickered, he seemed moved.

But this movement was only for a moment. After Zhang Xutang noticed it, King Jin quickly hid his thoughts tightly and covered it up by exchanging hot tea.

Zhang Xutang sneered in his heart, and thought to himself: "Prince Jin is putting on a show, and he wants to hide it from me, a frequent visitor to the fireworks field. He is twenty years old and has no one to warm his bed. I think he is somewhat wrong. I love beauty."

Amidst the high and low sounds of the pipa, he thought again: "This prostitute is also a good candidate. Even the arsenic is used as honey wine for the mandarin duck, but Mrs. Song is better."

The sound of the pipa in the room is like pearls and jade, and it is like a dense silk thread, entwining the two men, weaving into an inseparable tenderness.

For a while, people were as drunk as wine.

Song Huiyue made people worry over and over again in their hearts. She lived at home and almost went into seclusion.

Yan Youwei and the others all brought presents. Mrs. Song wanted to hold a banquet and thanked them solemnly, but Song Huiyue directly refused.

Although these girls are all beautiful and lovely, especially Yue Huaiyu, who is dignified and amiable, but they are too complicated. She doesn't want to ask for trouble at all, so it's better to keep her at a respectful distance.

She didn't go out, and Yin Xiao didn't go out either, and set up a wooden dummy in the inverted room, crackling and punching like masochistic.

He is now grounded.

Because the family is full of joy from morning to night, although the Song family lives in seclusion, but Mrs. Song is kind to others, and with the support of King Jin, she has guests every day, and there are many officials' wives. Such a young man hangs around at home , it is outrageous.

(End of this chapter)

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