win the hairpin

Chapter 256
Li Jun's smile made the matter of King Chen's rebellion suddenly become absurd.

Could it be that Chen Wang has such a deep friendship with Zhang Xiangye that even a letter of mutual control must be returned to the Zhang family in this unique way?
In this way, Li Jun can neither blackmail the Zhang family with this letter, nor can the Zhang family kill Li Jun, which seems to be the best of both worlds.

It's a pity that Zhang's family is the only one that is beautiful, and Li Jun is just in constant fear, like a bereaved dog, surviving in the world.

How can Li Jun not hate?

Everyone in the room fell silent and frowned, especially Xie Chuan, who was the oldest, sitting on a chair and thinking about the past, trying to find clues that could prove that Master Zhang and Wang Chen had a fateful friendship.

However, no.

At the end he said: "Times have passed and the situation has changed, King Chen has turned into a dead bone. There are many things that cannot be found out, and Zhang Rui will not tell us. For us, instead of trying to find out the past, we should focus on the truth of Zhang Rui's letter. It’s enough to make the most of it.”

It is indeed enough.

So everyone buried their heads in eating and drinking again, and they all felt that the breakfast was too rich, and their brains were swollen, their movements were inconvenient, and their thoughts were slow, just like people in a dream.

After eating and drinking enough, Song Huiyue and Yin Xiao got up together and bid farewell to King Jin with puffy bellies.

"Leaving so soon?" King Jin really wanted to keep her for a while longer.

"Well," Song Huiyue smiled slightly, "I want to go back and talk to Qinghui."

After that, she led Yin Xiao out.

King Jin looked at her back, the sun was shining on her, she ate too much, and walked heavily, walking, suddenly lifted her foot, and kicked a falling peach away with the tip of her toe.

She is still impatient and childish, but when she is happy, she is full of energy, and she walks with a bouncing energy, which makes people happy when they see her.

When Song Huiyue and Yin Xiao disappeared, King Jin looked back at Xie's father and son: "Should we continue to discuss, or should we rest for a while?"

Xie Zhou felt drowsy after eating, so he replied indiscriminately, "Let's eat for a while."

Xie Chuan slapped him on the head to wake him up, and asked Huang Ting to make three cups of strong tea to continue the discussion.

When Xie's father and son were making suggestions for the King of Jin, Song Huiyue was leisurely and at peace, facing Song Qinghui's conversation book over and over again, which made Mrs. Song's ears callused, and almost drove her out of the house.

Unable to speak the notebook, she weaved two bamboo baskets and two drying trays. When she was leisurely, there was a bloody storm outside.

The magistrate's yamen searched for thieves, and the thieves and thieves were very frantic. About thirty newly injured thieves were arrested, and more than ten grass bandits who had fled here also were arrested.

At first, no one would admit that they were thieves who broke into Zhang Xiangye's house. After being tortured, first the grassroots admitted that they had entered Zhang's house, and then the warriors also nodded that they were thieves. confession.

In the confession, everyone is a thief who broke into Zhang's house, and they all have the ability to fly over eaves and walls. Entering and leaving Zhang's house is like entering a no-man's land. They stole a lot of gold, silver and jewels from Zhang's house, except for letters and seals.

Grass bandits and hairy thieves are illiterate, and it is useless to steal.

Dou Qushan sent the confession to Su Ting, and asked Su Ting to lead someone to identify the culprit. Su Ting looked at the forty-odd confessions, and at the people Dou Qushan had arrested, almost died of anger.

Dou Qushan was not angry when he was scolded by Su Ting, and he followed Ni Peng's method to arrest, beat and confess again.

The quarrel lasted for half a month, and on the tenth day of June, the prison cells of the magistrate’s yamen were full of thieves, and there were more than one hundred confessions. Sharp, let the Yamen servants catch it.

Today, I am very dissatisfied with this, and I can't punish Dou Qushan-he tried his best to handle the case, so there is nothing wrong with it.

In the end, the Zhang family was very helpless, and had no choice but to pick twelve people from the gangsters to settle the case hastily.

The situation in the capital city was changing, and the court was like boiling water. Concubine Zhang moved out of the Pingying Hall and moved to the Yizi Pavilion, but returned to the Pingying Hall in three days, and even told Jinshang that she would move there first. In the Rouyi Hall where the queen lived, the admonisher almost hit the dragon pillar with one end, and Imago took back his life.

On the morning of June [-]th, Song Huiyue changed into her summer clothes, stood leaning on the porch pillar, and poked the thrush bird in the cage with a weed, but no matter what, Song Huiyue couldn't escape. In the palm of his hand, the two wings became decorations, flapping up and down, left and right, and several feathers fell off.

Mrs. Song went to feed Song Qinghui medicine, and saw her doing nothing to harm the bird. It was really funny and annoyed: "Don't always tease it."

Song Huiyue moved obediently and stood beside the water tank.

Tan Ran came back from carrying water from the square well, poured the bucket of water in front into the vat, and poured the bucket in the back into another vat.

Song Huiyue asked suspiciously: "Two buckets of water, is there a difference between high and low?"

Tan Ran hung the bucket on the hook, squatted down and carried the pole on his shoulders, and got up together with the two buckets: "When I fetched water, I heard people say that the bucket of water behind the big family is not edible, because there is dust. .”

He thinks it makes sense, the Song family is also a big family in his eyes - even though they only live in such a small courtyard, and there is Mrs. Song waiting in the boudoir - she doesn't really stay there, she is like having wings all day long Flying here and there, but it's still worth it for him to separate the two buckets of water.

It just so happens that there are two water tanks at home, one for eating and drinking, and the other for coarse cooking.

After answering, he turned around and left in a hurry, because it was hotter, and the people who fetched water from the square well were getting earlier and earlier, and the water would be dirty if they went later.

He left in a hurry and almost bumped into Aunt Lin who came back from shopping for vegetables. Aunt Lin let out an ouch and gave Tan Ran a look, then carried the vegetables into the kitchen.

She stewed the big bones first, and then took apart a salt and pepper mutton head that she bought. The tofu nao is placed in a bowl separately, and this breakfast can be dry or thin.

After packing, she boiled a big pot of porridge.

After everything was arranged, she called Yin Xiao loudly, Yin Xiao was trying hard on the wooden man, and the wooden man almost fell apart after being beaten so badly.

When Yin Xiao heard Aunt Lin's call, she went to move the tables and chairs in silence, and then moved all the dry things to the table. He and Song Huiyue ate first, so they could go out.

While the two of them were eating and drinking, Aunt Lin kicked her legs and began to boil medicine again. Yuan Yuan had already washed the clothes, and she just had to pull the rope to dry them.

Everyone is busy and busy all morning. They are happy and peaceful, with smiles on their faces.

Aunt Lin's singing sounded in the yard: "Roll the Xiang curtain, roll the Xiang curtain, clear the sky, shake a small fan, and stand in the incense pavilion, outside the Zhulan."

Song Huiyue ate breakfast in the morning breeze, holding dried meat biscuits with one hand, and scratching her eyebrows with the other.

When it was hot, the mosquitoes became troublemakers, they could catch Song Huiyue at a glance, no matter how tightly she wrapped the quilt, they could find a place to bite.

While chewing and scratching, she asked Aunt Lin: "Why doesn't Auntie sing a song about sisters and sons? It's very literary and doesn't sound good."

Aunt Lin laughed and said, "Your aunt forbids me to sing."

"Sing, keep your voice down."

(End of this chapter)