Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

Chapter 42 Winter hunting is imminent, don't say that your father didn't give you a chance
The old eunuch Yan Songyu turned a blind eye to the similar provocative actions of rejecting the North King.

He doesn't care about anything with a "dying person".

and……

In the winter 12 years ago, it was he who also secretly came to the palace, and the nobleman in the capital was able to successfully take away the eldest wife Lu Wan'er and the eldest son Jiang Qingshu from the Jubei Palace.

In this matter, he really owed Jiang Qiushui.

Yan Songyu understands Jiang Qiushui's disposition of rejecting the Northern King. This person will take revenge, but he also has a clear grievance.

It was a resentment that I caused him and his wife not to see each other for more than ten years.

That's why Jiang Qiushui provoked himself the moment his condition got better.

But it was kindness that I gave him the golden pill for more than ten years to help him continue his life time and time again.

So thinking about this love, Jiang Qiushui would not really do anything excessive to himself.

What's more, what's so scary about his martial arts practice, which is better than Jiang Qiushui at his peak?

"Since the lord's kindness is hard to refuse, the old slave will be disrespectful."

Yan Songyu agreed to stay in the palace for a few more days.

This matter was beyond Jiang Qingyu's expectations.

In the past, every time Yan Songyu delivered medicine, he came and went in a hurry and never stopped.

As the second of the top ten eunuchs of the Chu State, he had many things to do every day, and he had to stay in the capital as much as possible, by Emperor Jing Hong's side.

But why did you choose to stay this time?
Could it be that Yan Songyu had already learned about Xu Xiaosi's death, that's why he stayed and investigated whether it was related to the Jubei Palace?

"Eunuch Yan is being polite."

King Jubei got off the bed, took off a piece of heavy armor hanging on the wall, stroked it for a long time, and then put it on his body.

From the beginning to the end, his back was straight, without bending at all.

Then, he looked at Yan Songyu with majesty on his face, and said in an undeniable tone:

"Winter hunting is just around the corner. This king wants each of the worthless children to lead a troop northward, and the position of the son will be determined by the amount of military exploits gained."

"This king would like to invite Eunuch Yan to watch the ceremony together. I wonder if it is possible?"

Yan Songyu didn't show a trace of surprise when he heard that the King of the North was going to have a son.

After all, judging from the condition of the King of the North, even if he had the Jindan to continue his life, he would not be able to live for a few years. In order to prevent chaos in the Northern Territory after his death, he must also have a son before his death.

It's just that Yan Songyu originally thought that the King of Rejecting the North would directly designate Jiang Qingjian, the second son with the highest background and reputation, as his son, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually hold a winter hunting competition in the north.

This……

Is it a bit sloppy?

If a certain young lady wins the first place, is it possible that the first woman to be crowned king will appear in Chu State?

Yan Songyu was looking forward to it.

"It's my honor to be able to witness the selection of the prince of the Beibei Palace with my own eyes."

Seeing that Yan Songyu agreed to watch the ceremony, King Bei refused to say any more:

"Then Eunuch Yan, please do what you want."

"I will give Erhu an order that the palace will not guard you, and you can go in and walk around every forbidden area."

"in addition……"

King Jubei glanced at Yan Songyu's muddy boots, and reprimanded the silent Jiang Qingyu:

"Nizi, haven't you seen that Eunuch Yan even stained his boots in order to save his father's life in time?"

"Take off your boots now!"

"..."

Jiang Qingyu couldn't help being slightly taken aback when she heard the words.

He can understand that the king of rejecting the North is helping him to ask Yan Songyu for a favor, but...

My boots were hand-stitched by the big maid Lichun stitch by stitch, how can I give them away casually?
You know it's scary for a woman to be ruthless!

Jiang Qingyu dare not take it off, let alone want to take it off.

"Rebel!"

"Are you deaf?"

Seeing Jiang Qingyu standing there motionless, the King of Rejecting Bei had an annoyed look on his face:
"It's simply, it's a rotten wood that cannot be carved!"

The old eunuch Yan Songyu didn't expose the half-truth and half-fake performance of the King of the North, just looked at the boots on Jiang Qingyu's feet with a smile, and asked:
"The fourth son's boots should have a lot of history, right?"

Jiang Qingyu went down the stairs:

"It's not a big deal, it's just that one of my maids sewed these boots by herself. If I give it to someone else, I won't be able to explain it when I go back."

Yan Songyu praised:

"Young master loves his maid, it is the blessing of that maid."

"A gentleman doesn't take what others like, so keep these boots and wear them yourself."

"Don't blame the prince, he is a rough man, and he only has that kind of calculation in his stomach."

He looked at King Rejecting the North, and said:
"My lord doesn't need to do anything extra. Considering the past love, this old slave can guarantee that if the fourth son encounters any troubles in the capital, he can come to the palace to find me."

Upon hearing this, the anger on the face of the King of the North disappeared immediately, and he put on an amiable face:

"My father-in-law Yan took the trouble to take care of you."

Jiang Qingyu also cupped her fists to express her gratitude:

"Thank you, Eunuch Yan, Qingyu."

Although he didn't think he would enter the capital, his biological mother and elder brother were there, and he would definitely have to go there in the future. It's always good to have a good relationship with someone beforehand.

As for whether there is any problem with the medicine sent by Yan Songyu...

What does that matter?
Forging a good relationship first does not mean that swords will not meet in the future.

Yan Songyu nodded slightly, and walked out of the room, but when he pushed the door, he glanced at Jiang Qingyu again, and asked:
"By the way, I don't know the name of the maid who sewed the boots for the Fourth Young Master?"

"beginning of spring."

Jiang Qingyu replied.

Yan Songyu nodded, pushed the door open, walked out of the room, and then sympathetically closed the door for the father and son.

……

After Yan Songyu had left for a long time, someone from the father and son in the room broke the silence first:

"Didn't the father say that he had written a letter to the capital to help the second brother ask for the hereditary position?"

"Why is there another winter hunt to determine the ownership of the son?"

The King of Rejecting Bei laughed happily:
"Oh, my father lied to you."

"I did write such a letter in front of your second mother, but it is believed that I did not send it."

"If I unfortunately fail to take the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir in time and die, then someone will send the letter, and you have to obediently go to the capital to get married. If I survive by luck, then this letter will not be counted. "

King Rejecting North reached out and patted Jiang Qingyu's shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Actually, among the three sons, my father thinks that you are the most like me. Qing Shu is extremely intelligent, but his wisdom is bound to hurt. Qing Jian shows his sharpness, but it is easy to break just after passing. Only you..."

"Father can't see through."

"When my father was a bandit on the mountain, he also liked to sleep on a woman's lap in the room all day long."

"Later, my subordinates caught a poor fortune-teller. I treated him to a full meal, and he made a fortune-telling for me, saying that I have the fate of Crouching Dragon."

"19 years ago, when Wan'er gave birth to you, I saw that fortune teller again outside the gate of the mansion. This time, I treated him to a good banquet, and he made another fortune teller for you."

"He said that you are the same as being a father, and you are also destined to be a crouching dragon."

The King of Rejecting the North took the imperial decree from Jiang Qingyu's hand, opened it, glanced at it, his eyes froze slightly, and immediately closed it again.

But his face remained calm, and he continued:

"Qingyu, the winter hunt is coming soon, don't say that the father didn't give you a chance."

(End of this chapter)