win the hairpin

Chapter 15
Ni Peng looked at King Jin's expression, but he was not angry, and he was relieved.

"My lord, what are we going to do next?"

Jin Wangdao: "If you are confused, let's do it. Qi Cangsi's place, I will give him some treasures, and the case will be dismissed. Huang Wenqiu's place... the confession is not true, and he is in prison. Since he dares to bite randomly, he should be scared. Frighten him, isn’t he a tea merchant, there are always some dirty accounts, check it carefully, especially if there is any private tea sold.”

"Yes." Ni Peng took the order and left in the rain.

It rained harder and harder.

King Jin looked at the account book for a long time, drank a cup of bitter tea, got up and stretched himself, and went outside to watch the rain.

Through the lights in the porch, you can see the rain falling in the dark night, and you don't hear the chirping of insects or birds, but only the sound of the pattering rain hitting all things, which makes people who travel at night feel very lonely.

King Jin stretched his hand out of the eaves, letting the raindrops hit his palm.

He is like rainwater, quietly permeating every part of Jinghu South Road.

For Zhang Jiaquan, if he took a wrong step, it would be a disaster for him, but he still stood firm under so many eyes.

Now that he has full wings, how can he stay under others for a long time.

The rain didn't stop until dawn, and the water in the ditch overflowed, flowed into the small river, and finally flowed into the Xiangshui River.

The Song family's small house, after one night, welcomes distinguished guests, it is really full of splendor.

Mrs. Yan brought Yan Youwei, Yue Huaiyu, Mrs. Qi as companions, and Qi Yu, Qi Yu took Luo Huiniang, and the maidservants, and the room was packed to the brim.

Yan Zhizhou punished Yan Youwei, and Yan Youwei lost her temper at home, and she still came to apologize today, but she tried her best not to frown, and her face didn't look any better.

She was walking around in the back garden, followed by Qi Yu and Luo Huiniang, who kept calling Xiao Xiao.

Qi Yu's eyes were not idle, looking around, just waiting to tell people about Song Huiyue's family situation in the future.

Luo Huiniang dressed up meticulously, but there was another Yan Zhizhou in the family who wanted to give gifts, and her money was getting worse and worse. No matter how she tried to cover it up, the shabby air was coming from the inside out.

Yue Huaiyu had another purpose, pulling Song Huiyue to sit down and drink tea.

A small Song residence was suddenly filled with love and hatred, and the small house was almost blown up.

Yue Huaiyu personally made tea for Song Huiyue: "Did my sister ever visit the palace?"

Song Huiyue shook her head.

Yue Huaiyu smiled and said: "I think my sister is a casual person, so let me tell you straight, I came to Tanzhou this time to settle a marriage."

After that, she looked at Song Huiyue's expression, and saw that Song Huiyue was listening seriously, so she continued.

"Have you heard of Zhang Xutang, the son of Zhang Xiang?"

"I heard."

"This man was very talented and famous when he was young. He was said to be a child prodigy. Later, when he was fourteen or fifteen years old, he lingered in three tiles and two houses, abandoned his studies, and became one of the best dudes in Kyoto. Their family wanted to discuss marriage with our family. .”

Song Huiyue kowtowed the melon seeds, thinking that Yue Zhongtai's eldest daughter married Yan Wang, and now she wants to marry the other daughter to Zhang Xiaoyanei, it seems that they are going to be locked together.

As for Yue Huaiyu, there is no Huaiyu, but a ghost.

Yue Huaiyu stretched out his finger and pointed not far away: "That's Prince Jin's Mansion, right?"

The mansion of the King of Jin stands firmly in the center of Tanzhou City, with tall buildings and gardens, green tiles and vermilion eaves, and stacked pavilions.

For ten years, there was no hostess inside, and naturally there were no banquet guests, so the gate of Prince Jin's Mansion was closed just like that.

She continued: "My aunt said that if I enjoy the wealth and glory, I naturally have to contribute to it, but I still don't want to marry Zhang Xutang, so I thought of His Royal Highness Jin. I only need to have a relationship with the prince in private. The marriage will definitely come to an end."

Concubine Zhang Guifei has hated the King of Jin for a long time, and she has always been suspicious, she might think that Yue Huaiyu's trip was ordered by Yue Chongtai, and the Yue family wanted to step on two boats.

Song Huiyue smiled: "Aren't you afraid that your family will blame you?"

She listened to Yue Huaiyu's words, but she didn't believe them all.

Who knows if she really doesn't want to marry Zhang Xutang, or if Yue Zhongtai wants to use his youngest daughter's thoughts to step on two different boats.

Maybe both.

Or maybe Yue Huaiyu is the bait, and behind the bait is the hook, trying to catch the big fish in Tanzhou?
The water looks calm and calm on the surface, but in fact, the waves have been surging for a long time.

She didn't want to go to this muddy water.

"Don't be afraid, my father loves me very much, and the worst thing is to marry Zhang Xutang," Yue Huaiyu tilted his head to look at her, "I don't know if you will do me this favor and quietly take me to visit King Jin."

"No," Song Huiyue grabbed a handful of melon seeds and handed them to Yue Huaiyu: "But I won't tell others, so let's crack some."

She refused bluntly, stuffing Yue Huaiyu's remaining words into her stomach.

"Thank you for keeping the secret for me," Yue Huaiyu took the melon seeds, "I know you don't believe me, but I really don't want to marry Zhang Xutang. The most important thing in a woman's life is to be married. Why should I sacrifice myself? What about perfecting others?"

After finishing speaking, she looked up at the sky and then at Song Huiyue.

Song Huiyue kowtowed melon seeds, with a smile on her face, watching Yan Youwei pointing calmly, not at all ashamed of the small house.

For a moment, Yue Huaiyu could even sense that Song Huiyue loved this place very much.

A trace of envy quietly floated up from my heart.

She and Yan Youwei looked golden and precious, but they were actually born in a cage, but this cage was bigger and more beautiful than other women's, and it was better able to hide the ugliness.

When will she ever be able to get out of her cage?

When the two were silent, a sharp cry came from the front door to the back garden, almost piercing everyone's ears.

Qi Yu flew to the Moon Gate: "What happened?"

Yan Youwei also lifted her skirt, and rushed forward like a ball of fire: "It seems to be calling for help, Song Huiyue, is it your brother..."

Song Huiyue stood up listening to the continuous crying, "No, it's a fellow clan that my aunt recognized after she came to Tanzhou. My name is Auntie."

Luo Huiniang, who was not moving at first, suddenly raised her head, couldn't help but took a step forward, and stopped again.

Song Huiyue glanced at her with a smile that was not a smile: "I'm going to help Auntie, you can play here."

Yan Youwei snatched it out: "I'll go too, what's so interesting here, I'll finish it in a few steps."

Yue Huaiyu stood up: "Then I will go too."

When they hid neatly behind the screen in the main room, Huang Wenqiu's mother Xiao Chen finally came in crying all the way.

It turned out that Huang Wenqiu hadn't returned all night, and Mrs. Chen thought he had gone to sell tea. It wasn't until the gentleman came to inquire in the morning that he found out that Huang Wenqiu had spent the night in the cell.

After crying for more than half an hour, she counted her silver, took her clothes and ate food, went to the prison, and spent money up and down, and the Jieji let her in to see Huang Wenqiu.

The mother and son cried bitterly, and Mrs. Chen asked him who he had a grudge with.

(End of this chapter)