win the hairpin

Chapter 101 Iron Gall
Song Huiyue was disturbed because she shared the same thoughts with King Jin.

Beside King Jin, she didn't dare to move rashly, and maintained the state of a stone Buddha both physically and mentally, but she couldn't stand up to King Jin's kung fu of water dripping through stone, not to mention the stone Buddha, even King Kong let him drip through.

This discovery made Song Huiyue shudder.

She seemed to have suddenly reached a certain realm, and a small cluster of sparks ignited in her heart, a little floating, even like a small animal waiting to be stroked and praised.

The feeling was so strange and unreal, so she quickly stopped thinking about it.

After sweeping her eyes over Hou Er, she calmed down and decided to show her enthusiasm to contribute to King Jin's great cause.

Hou Er will explain the remaining words one by one: "The prince said that there are two guests coming. If you want to meet, you can meet them. If you don't want to meet, don't bother."

Song Huiyue nodded: "Go to the magistrate's yamen and borrow more yamen servants from Zhu Zhifu. On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the Jinwang's mansion will open its doors to welcome the transfer envoys. There are many rare treasures in the mansion. I am afraid that many people will lose the gift, so please take a look at it from the yamen servants."

Hou Er hurriedly bowed his waist and crossed his hands in response.

Song Huiyue said again: "The prince's villa, are those servants still there?"

Hou Er couldn't figure it out: "Which ones?"

"The dead ones."

"Huh? In"

Song Huiyue waved at him, telling him to get closer, and muttered.

After a while, Hou Er straightened his waist and went to do the work in a heartfelt and sincere manner.

In the early evening, the first guest arrived.

This is a wandering monk, his cultivation may not be very advanced, but his face is full of dust, the wooden fish knocked and knocked on the gate of the palace.

He didn't say there were ghosts, he only said that the people in the house still had disasters and delusions, so they had to practice Buddhist deeds again to protect safety.

Hou Er invited him in and asked him to eat fast and chant Buddha for Mrs. Song's family for a total of [-] days.

After the monk entered the door, he was assigned to the duty room in the front yard.

The second guest was a lady delivering lake lotus roots. She entered the kitchen through the corner door, and it was still Hou Er who went to the kitchen to check.

The waterwheel pulling the lotus root was heavy, Hou Er picked up a piece of lotus root, and it was dripping with water.

"good."

Tie Zhenshan poured the teapot to her mouth indiscriminately, the tea dripped down her chin and wet her skirt.

She drank the pot of tea in a manner of three bowls, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, threw the teapot on the spring platform, and walked around happily.

Hearing Hou Er say it's good, she immediately replied loudly: "Of course it's good, everything is worthy of praise, hey, the palace is just beautiful, even the grass is extra dense, spirit!"

She opened the steamer in the kitchen, and there was a hot steamed cake inside. She took it up and stuffed it into her mouth without being polite: "Where is that smelly monk?"

Hou Erdao: "It has settled down."

Tie Zhenshan was not afraid of the heat, she swallowed the steamed cake with her neck straightened, and after eating half a basket in one go, she geared up to go out: "Where is that oiran lady, I'm going to meet for a while."

Hearing that this oiran lady is so clever that she even put King Jin to sleep, she has to ask for advice.

Hou Er told Du Lan: "Lead Tie Dang to go to Zhuxizhai."

Du Lan stayed far away from Tie Zhenshan, fearing that she would break him with an iron palm: "The head of the family please."

"What kind of house does King Jin live in?"

Tie Zhenshan entered King Jin's old lair, clicked her tongue all the way, and walked to the Zhuxizhai path, making a lot of noise, even the sparrows in the forest couldn't bear her cry, and flew away one after another.

"What kind of fast is this? It's a bit interesting. It's like a deep mountain and old forest. Lady Huakui lives here, is she panicking?"

Du Lan replied: "She doesn't live here, Mrs. Song lives here, and Mrs. Hua Kui drinks tea here."

"Who is Mrs. Song?" Tie Zhenshan opened her eyes left and right, looked around, and at the same time expressed doubts in her heart, "She also slept the prince?"

"Ahem..." Du Lan nearly choked on his own saliva, and shook his head frantically, "Don't talk nonsense, Mrs. Song is here."

"Mother-in-law is here?" Tie Zhenshan was shocked.

Du Lan hurriedly introduced the relationship between King Jin and the Song family in simple words.

Tie Zhenshan broke off a thin bamboo branch, chewed it twice in her mouth, and nodded: "I understand, the king of Jin can't repay the kindness of saving his life, so he had to promise him with his body, but Luo Hua is ruthless, Mrs. Song I just don't want to sleep with him."

Du Lan wanted to refute, but couldn't find any openings to refute. For a moment, she felt that her conclusion was very reasonable.

He gave a thumbs up: "You are really talented."

Tie Zhenshan patted her chest: "Of course I'm a fucking talent."

The two exchanged witty words and reached the gate of the courtyard, and Nanny Yun took Tie Zhenshan in.

The yard is wide and wide, and the bamboo is piled on the flat ground, extending all the way to the bottom of the steps.

After scanning the tables and chairs in the yard, she looked at the two women.

One of them was placing fruit points, and her outstretched hand looked like it was made of jade, even more beautiful than the Guanyin she saw on the boat.

The other one didn't know whether she was beautiful or not, because her face was covered with thick plaster, and a pink scar could be seen on closer inspection.

But the eyes are quite big.

She scratched her head, thinking about how she should greet her.

The slap and yelling in the village is obviously not suitable for the two people in front of them.

Fortunately, Song Huiyue smiled at her first: "Master Tie, please sit down."

Liu Qin took a step back silently, staying away from these two.

In this small yard, she felt that the one who had rolled in the dye vat was the most innocent.

As for the other two, one is murderous, the other is hiding a knife in a smile, all of them have the smell of blood in their hair. Standing between these two, she is likely to be torn to pieces.

Tie Zhenshan sat down, took a gulp from the small teacup, and looked at Liu Qin: "You are so beautiful, no wonder you slept until King Jin."

"Sleep cough cough" Liu Qin coughed loudly, "Tie Dangjia is really, really."

She is full of color and courage.

Tie Zhenshan looked at Song Huiyue again.

Song Huiyue is brewing tea.

Sesame peanuts rolled in the bowl covered with grooves and fine teeth, trying to escape the hammering of the camphor wood stick, but the beater took the trouble to lift and fall, smashing it into a paste.

In Tie Zhenshan's village, everyone was as rough as her from top to bottom, and no one had ever done such meticulous work.

This kind of meticulous work is not suitable for onlookers. Tie Zhenshan yawned after watching it for a while, and could only look at Liu Qin, trying to learn from her experience.

She saw Liu Qin's scalp was numb, and she could only lower her head and find nothing to say: "How old is Master Tie this year?"

"Eighteen," Tie Zhenshan tilted her head to look at her collar, "what about you?"

Liu Qin coughed and closed her clothes uncomfortably.

Why is this iron village master so lustful?

"I'm eighteen, just like you."

Xie Zhou who walked outside the door happened to hear what the two said, and said loudly: "It turns out that women are all the same age. When they reach thirty, they will lose twelve, and bandits are no exception."

Without saying a word, Tie Zhenshan picked up the machete and chased after her: "Who the hell is talking about my mother behind her back! If you have the guts, come in and make gestures!"

Xie Zhou yelled and ran away: "Farewell!"

(End of this chapter)