win the hairpin

Chapter 443 The first meeting
Yin Xiao was sitting in the grand teacher's chair, and seeing King Jin lift his legs into the room, he got up and bowed his waist and crossed his hands to salute.

"You don't need to be too polite," King Jin waved his hand and sat on the couch, "Is it because Huiyue has something to do with you coming so late?"

Yin Xiao still respectfully finished the ceremony: "I went downstairs to Yin Xiao and met the prince."

He didn't come here with Song Huiyue's order, nor was he a vassal of anyone, but he came to visit King Jin as himself - Lou Yinxiao.

King Jin stopped holding his teacup, and looked at Yin Xiao in astonishment.

As if he was looking at Yin Xiao squarely for the first time, he scanned Yin Xiao from head to toe probing.

When he was in Tanzhou, he felt that this wild boy of unknown origin was a thorn in his heart, but he never took Yin Xiao too much to heart.

Yinxiao is like a part of Song Huiyue's body, her shadow, her outstretched hand, following her naturally, always making people forget him.

When he arrived in the capital, this thorn often annoyed King Jin, because he would do whatever Song Huiyue asked Yin Xiao to do. If Song Huiyue wanted to kill someone, he would dare to pass the knife beside him. I will kill today.

At this time, he was Song Huiyue's knife.

When the two of them left the capital and went to Dingzhou, Yin Xiao seemed to start to break away from Song Huiyue's side and became a wolf-like soldier. Yin Xiao's name was often found in the good news sent back by You Song.

Lou Yinxiao, the famous young general who shocked Dingzhou, stood in front of him at this moment, saluting up and down with a hostile attitude.

King Jin put down his teacup: "Sit down, what's the matter with you coming here late at night?"

Yin Xiao sat down, sitting straight: "Can you give up your great career for the sake of the eldest lady?"

King Jin smiled and said, "The two can coexist."

"No," Yin Xiao told him categorically, "If you can't do it, then don't provoke the eldest lady. The eldest lady is not a clay bodhisattva, but she has a heart."

He admits that King Jin is a dragon and phoenix among people, with good looks, wealth, and methods, and he is very kind to Song Huiyue, [-]% appropriate, but he thinks that King Jin wants too much.

Da Niangzi and Daye cannot coexist, she is not a canary, she can be locked in a high wall.

But Jin Wang was fascinated by the eldest lady.

The more obsessed a person is, the more desperate he will be. In the end, he will lose his shape when he is obsessed.

King Jin smiled gently, but his face had condensed into a piece of jade in the light, exuding a gentle coldness.

"You always think about Huiyue, I want to thank you."

He has an extraordinary bearing, telling Yin Xiao with every word that the moon belongs to him.

Yin Xiao could hear it, but he didn't know how to return it. He was clumsy and had never been King Jin's opponent.

King Jin smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry, I will make her feel at ease and happy."

Yin Xiao shook her head: "You won't, you are the source of her troubles."

That's all he wanted to say, and after he finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he took another look at King Jin - he felt that King Jin was cold, even his blood was cold, and when he was sitting there, every word and deed was full of calculations.

Maybe it's the same with people fighting for power and profit. That chair is very cold, and the person who wants to sit on it must be colder and more ruthless than the chair.

King Jin didn't see him off, but suddenly asked when he walked to the door: "Can you make her happy?"

Yin Xiao remained silent without answering, and walked out.

He has no earth-shattering love or actions towards Song Huiyue, he just stays by her side day after day, talking boring things, doing trivial things, and eating simple meals.

Looking back on the past and looking forward to the future, he found Song Huiyue's figure everywhere.

He can't make Song Huiyue happy, but he will be happy if Song Huiyue is happy, and he will be unhappy if Song Huiyue is not happy.

Jin Wang waited until the guard reported that Yin Xiao climbed the wall to leave again, and then turned cold: "Call Xie Balai."

When Xie Zhou was called out from the quilt, he yawned profusely, and said to Li: "If the prince marries Sister Yue, even if he can't wait to get up from the bed."

Li Shi ignored him, turned over and continued to sleep.

Xie Zhou randomly put on his socks, picked up his shoes, and looked for clothes on the screen. He fumbled for a long while, but they all belonged to the Li family. He finally found a straight gown, put it on and went out.

When he arrived at the palace in a sedan chair, he had already asked the servant who came to deliver the letter the reason, and when he found out that it was Yin Xiao who had come late at night, he was also surprised.

He thought: "Ye boy, you are an individual, dare to challenge the prince."

He suddenly thought about Yin Xiao who was like a tail in his mind, and then thought about Yin Xiao on the day he returned to Beijing.

His appearance didn't seem to have changed, but his demeanor was completely different from his previous demeanor.

The gold and iron horse nourished the god-killing Yin Xiao.

After entering the palace, he saw Huang Ting outside the study courtyard: "Huang Duzhi, why are you serving outside?"

Huang Ting said in a low voice: "My lord said to be quiet and quiet."

"I'm sure the more I think about it, the more irritable I am, and I'm quietly getting angry inside." Xie Zhou stood aside and lowered his voice: "Is the prince's face greener than my clothes?"

Huang Ting glanced at the dark green straight skirt on Xie Zhou's body, but didn't agree.

The voice of King Jin calling Huang Ting came from the study, Huang Ting hurriedly led Xie Zhou in, and when he reached the door of the study, he bowed in a moderate voice, "My lord, the eighth master is here."

"Come in." King Jin's voice could not be heard, it was very flat.

Xie Zhou walked in, saluted, and took a look at the situation in the study room from the corner of his eye. Seeing that a few books were placed in a mess on the desk, he knew that King Jin had packed up his anger—just like packing up the books that were thrown by him. Like a book on the ground.

"Xiaoba, go to Zezhou and find Dr. Mi."

"But..." Xie Zhou hesitated, "He said that he is not completely sure... There is still a [-]% danger."

Qinghui was able to move his eyes occasionally, but he was still unable to wake up. It turned out that the doctor who performed the needle had nothing to do. After Dr. Mi came to see it, he was willing to give the needle, but he also explained that the depth of the needle may be dangerous.

The King of Jin said in a deep voice, "He didn't. Could it be that his master didn't either? If he dared to inject such a deep needle, there must be an expert who taught him to find this famous doctor at all costs."

He can't wait.

After discussing the details with Xie Zhou again, he got up and went back to the bedroom, where he fell asleep for a short while.

Lying on the bed, Huang Ting extinguished the candle, and a dark shadow fell from the bed curtain. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Yin Xiao, this shadowy guy, is going to win the moon with him.

The next day, after the morning court was over, King Jin, Dong Tongying, and the deputy envoys of the three divisions entered Wende Palace with the ledger and abacus under the surprised eyes of the officials.

Wei Qiao led the servants, and put long cases on both sides of the hall to put aside the abacus and account books. With a sullen face, he watched Dong Tongying lead the third division to estimate next year's accounts.

Youzhu crackled in the abacus, and every time an expense was calculated, Imakami's face sank a bit.

Every account was clearly telling him that the treasury did not have money to repair the palace.

(End of this chapter)