Jin Su spring speech

Chapter 51
Not far from Xuanyang Gate, under the cypress tree, Lao Lu has opened a wonton shop here for decades.

In the early morning of this day, he set up the shop, and an officer and soldier guarding the gate came, eating bowls of wontons familiarly.

Lao Lu ordered the wontons: "My lord, it's been ten days since these two entered the palace. Why haven't there been any movements?"

The officers and soldiers didn't care much: "I'm afraid I'm dead."

Old Lu sighed a long sigh: "Oh, that's a pity, a jade-like person."

"It's thanks to the old man's praise."

The crisp voice of the girl's house.

Lao Lu raised his eyes, and it was the man and the woman. The two of them were caged in the light, too beautiful to speak, and it seemed that there was an extra piano in their hands than before.

Afterwards, someone carried a coffin, a total of eight people.

"Xiaoba, let's eat a bowl of wontons before leaving. How about having a bowl of wontons together?"

As the woman spoke, she pulled the man to sit down, and the guards carrying the coffin looked at each other, not daring to sit down.

Lao Lu ordered two bowls of wontons, and scooped up a few more bowls of hot soup for the guards: "Men, please finish the hot soup in the morning."

This time, the guard took it, sniffed it, but didn't drink it.

The man and woman looked at each other and smiled, ate two bowls of wontons, paid the money, and left at a leisurely pace, heading west out of Jiankang City.

The woman and the man walked ahead unhurriedly, as if they were traveling in mountains and rivers.

The coffin bearers suddenly felt their internal organs churn, and their pace slowed down.

The bowl of hot soup, but they didn't take a sip.

The woman said to the man with a smile: "Xiao Ba, the people under Sima Yao's subordinates are really idiots."

"boom."

The coffin fell to the ground heavily.

The guard suddenly revealed his long sword from his sleeve, but before the sword was out of its sheath, it was pierced through the heart by a feathered arrow flying from nowhere.

The woman glanced at the people who were half dead and half alive: "This death will make you die clearly. The poison will evaporate and enter your body through your skin."

The man stood with his hands behind his back: "Clean it up."

After a while, several hidden guards came out and dragged away these people who were still alive.

The woman smiled lightly and said, "Miss Ji Shang, are you still coming out?"

The coffin lid was suddenly pushed open, and the person inside jumped up: "It shocked me to death."

There was a smile on the corner of the woman's mouth: "I don't know how Miss Ji Shang became the emperor's favorite concubine?"

Ji Shang crawled out of the coffin: "Last year, shortly after you left, I was caught in the palace and asked me to heal the queen and give her a hundred-day drunk. The queen has been in a coma for more than a month. It can be considered that I have been taking care of it for more than a month. Unexpectedly, when the queen woke up, the little emperor asked me what my name was. Naturally, I couldn't tell him my real name, so I used my mother's surname. In the end, the little emperor shook my sleeves and sealed me as Shuyi, life in the palace is really difficult, so compared, Jin Xing, you are better."

Jin Xingqi smiled: "Then why do you think the emperor brought you into the harem?"

Ji Shang looked a little proud: "That must be because I look good and like me."

Jin Xing blinked: "No, no. Maybe, I just think you have superb medical skills, and staying by your side kills two birds with one stone."

Jin Xing said again: "However, your medical skills are not that good. The hundred-day drunk did not make the queen forget her past."

Ji Shang was furious: "That can only show that the queen's obsession is too deep."

Jin Xing laughed softly: "Maybe you chose the wrong name. Hundred Days Drunk, Hundred Days, the time is shorter, it should be called Wanri."

Ji Shang: "..."

Murong Chong said slowly: "This Yingchuan, you can't stay here anymore. Go back and clean up, let's change to another place."

Ji Shang sighed softly: "Is it the king's land in the whole world, I don't know where to go."

Jin Xing smiled faintly: "The small hermit hides in the forest, and the big hermit hides in the city. Why don't you live right under his nose, in Jiankang City, how about it?"

Soon thereafter, the Queen Mother, who retired to Chongde Palace and devoted herself to worshiping Buddha, issued two orders.

The first way is to make Sima Bao, the grandson of Wuling Weiwang, the heir of Sima Yu.

In the second way, Wang Gong, who was the elder brother of King Wang and Empress, who was then Zhongshu Ling, took Sima Bao to the former Qin Dynasty as an envoy.

Wang Gong went to see Fu Jian and wanted to conclude diplomatic relations with the young Sima Bao as a pawn.

At this time, the former Qin Dynasty was marching to the north, so it was not allowed to face the enemy, and naturally it was necessary to reciprocate courtesy.

Fu Jian was worried about making anyone a hostage.

"Reporting to the Heavenly King, I have one candidate, the pregnant Concubine Murong."

"No."

"There were strangers in ancient times who kept Zhao Ji's mother and son in HD as hostages, why not?"

"..."

The officials debated endlessly.

Fu Jian looked at the court, and when the prime minister left, no one could stabilize the situation.

He ordered to retreat.He summoned Deng Qiang, who had always been on good terms with the prime minister: "What do you think, the Marquis of Zhending County?"

Deng Qiang, who had not participated in political affairs for a long time, said respectfully: "The imperial concubine is of noble birth, and she is pregnant. Moreover, once the imperial concubine leaves, it will not affect the current situation. In the Eastern Jin Dynasty and in the former Qin Dynasty, it was a decent move. I think it's not impossible."

Deng Qiang spoke to Fu Jian's heart in a few words.

Fu Jian thought for a while, then made a decisive decision and made an order.

At this point, Murong Qing finally left the cage-like former Qin Palace, and followed Wang Gong to Jiankang.

It was night, when Jin Xing woke up, Murong Chong was still reading under the lamp.

She looked at him for a while, then secretly smiled, and after a while, as if in a dream, she murmured: "Xiao Ba, you are too scheming, I'm a little afraid of you."

Murong Chong was startled, put down the scroll, walked to the bed and looked at her, with a smile in his eyes: "Ma'am, are you awake or asleep?"

Jin Xing curled up: "Of course I'm asleep."

Murong Chong smiled faintly: "Oh? I haven't drunk today's soup. Madam can answer fluently even when she's asleep. If you want to come, it's easy to drink a dose of medicine."

Jin Xing hurriedly pulled him back: "Okay, okay, I won't joke with you anymore."

Murong Chong sat down: "What do you want to ask?"

"Actually, I met a person in Sima Yu's illusion, and that person told him about Sima Yao's life experience. But I didn't see that person clearly, that person, but you?"

"it's me."

"Is it because I told you that when Sima Yu died, Huan Wen whispered in his ear that the crown prince was not from the Sima family?"

"Follow the vine and check it out."

"The person you are waiting for in the medicine house is Sima Yu?"

"Yes."

"Then the Marquis of Zhending, why is he willing to help Princess Qinghe leave the palace?"

"He once released someone who shouldn't be released."

"Little Ba, you have never missed anything. Sima Yao must be itching with hatred in the palace."

"He is ruthless, but he is too foresight."

Jin Xing suddenly jumped up and circled his neck, and looked into his eyes motionlessly: "Then I, am I the only one you haven't counted?"

The corners of Murong Chong's lips raised slightly: "You, I've counted too."

Jin Xing was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "That white pigeon, that letter?"

"There was never any letter..."

Murong Chong paused, and took her warm hand: "We meet each other naturally, and this love will never end. It's just that we met a little earlier than I thought."

"cold."

His palms were cold, Jin Xing shrank his hands, and he was already pressed on the couch, he approached her: "After a while, it won't be cold anymore."

"lamp."

"It's on, that's fine."

……

(End of this chapter)