Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 1112 From his letterhead and wooden hairpin

Wu Song's eyes were slightly drunk: "Because the leader of the ghost prison is Cheng Jinyi, Cheng Jinyi is nothing to be afraid of, Xie Rongjing is the scourge of our Dayong. If the ghost prison allows Xie Rongjing to go to the front line, then our Dayong will be the one." A real catastrophe is imminent."

"So that's how it is!" The servant suddenly realized, and deliberately gritted his teeth, "My lord, keeping Xie Rongjing is a disaster, why don't we frame it and say that he is actually a spy sent by Dayong to the ghost prison?"

"good idea……"

There was a slight wind sound outside the door, as if someone was leaving in a hurry.

Wu Song put down his hand, stared at the fan, and smiled even more with his thin lips.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door outside.

The servant opened the door, and Concubine Yunzhi stood outside the threshold, smiling sincerely, "I have come here specially to visit Mr. Wu."

With Wu Song's permission, the servant politely invited in, brought tea respectfully, and closed the door for the two of them considerately.

Concubine Yunzhi crossed her legs, gently stroked the foam with the tea lid, and smiled exaggeratedly, "It is said that the ghost prison is cruel and barbaric, but in fact, the Central Plains is not much better."

Wu Song: "Oh?"

Concubine Yunzhi glanced at his belly, and said with deep meaning, "Isn't the rule of castration considered cruel? It's a pity that Mr. Wu is such a genius."

Wu Song chuckled twice, "I was sold into the palace when I was poor, so I can't complain about the rules. In terms of rules, Ghost Prison, as a prison in northern Xinjiang, should have obeyed the countries of the Central Plains. Isn't it a country of its own now?"

"Rules are set by people, and they can be obeyed or not." Concubine Yunzhi put down the teacup and got up, "For example, the king of the ghost prison can be Lu Zhi or someone else. It's just that the Lu family is rooted in the ghost prison. For a long time, if the ordinary family wanted to uproot them, it would be tantamount to shaking a tree. But the world is different, and now the power of the concubine's family is in power, so it may not be without the power to contend with the Lu family. If Xiao Tingchen is willing to help my concubine Yunzhi , When I become the king of the ghost prison, I am willing to stop marching into the Central Plains and pay tribute year after year."

The people in the ghost prison admired force and couldn't play with the intrigue in the Central Plains, so Fei Yunzhi did not shy away from explaining her intentions.

Wu Song took a sip of tea slowly, "My concubine is so ambitious."

"This is a very good deal, but Xiao Tingchen has a brain and knows how to make a choice."

Wu Song smiled, but did not speak.

Concubine Yunzhi doesn't know their emperor very well.

What Xiao Tingchen wanted was not the Ghost Prison who bowed his head and paid tribute year after year. What he wanted was the vast territory of the Ghost Prison!

He had an inscrutable look on his face, "What if our emperor refuses?"

Concubine Yunzhi smiled even wider, "Just now my hidden guards heard clearly at Master Wu's door, you are afraid of fighting Xie Rongjing... If the emperor of your country refuses to help me, then I'm afraid we will see Xie Rongjing on the battlefield. My son's power is in the hands of the government and the public, and it is nothing to transfer mere generals."

Wu Song savored the tea fragrance between his teeth carefully.

His knuckles tapped the table slowly, as if he was considering the feasibility of this transaction.

After deliberating for a long time, he finally raised his eyes, "I came to the ghost prison to represent Dayong to celebrate the establishment of the queen, and I have no right to trade with concubines. Therefore, this business may not be counted."

Fei Yunzhi's expression turned ugly.

He stared at Wu Song, "Lord Wu, there are not a few dignitaries in the ghost prison who want to help the concubine's family. There are four unique ghost prisons, and our concubine's family has the three unique ones. Even without Xiao Tingchen, this son can be the king. If Now that you offend me, you should think about the consequences..."

Wu Song got up with a face full of shame, and solemnly bowed to his concubine Yun Zhi, "I really don't have the right to be the master of the house, sorry."

Fei Yunzhi's face turned ferocious for a moment, and she gave him a vicious look, "If you don't want to toast, you'll be punished!"

He flung his sleeves and left.

After he left, Wu Song suppressed the guilt, sat down with a smile on his robe.

The servant smiled and came over to refill tea, "Congratulations, my lord, for the victory!"

Wu Song took a sip of hot tea indifferently.

He admitted that the ghost prison's army is very strong. It is an army composed of a group of local ruffians and desperadoes. They are not afraid of death and have no worries, so they are naturally invincible on the battlefield.

But no matter how powerful the army is, it can't stand the generals making random decisions.

As long as Xie Rongjing replaces Cheng Jinyi on the front line...

Great things can happen!

As expected, Concubine Yunzhi lived up to Wu Song's expectations. As soon as she left the side hall, she went to meet Lu Zhi, stated her interests in various ways, and had to send Xie Rongjing to the front line.

Lu Zhi was puzzled.

The person who is now leading the battle is Cheng Jinyi, and Cheng Jinyi is Fei Yunzhi's man. He usually holds military power and never lets go, but now he is willing to ask Cheng Jinyi to delegate power to Xie Rongjing. The sun really came out from the west.

Naturally, he had no reason not to agree, and immediately issued an imperial decree calling Cheng Jinyi back to the capital, and sent Xie Rongjing to the front line to replace Cheng Jinyi.

That night.

Su Jiu sat alone under the lamplight making medicine, and Wu Song came in quietly.

"Empress." He bowed down to Su Jiu.

Su Jiu gave a little help, "There is no need to be formal between you and me. How is Chang'an?"

Said, gestured him to sit.

Wu Song glanced at the herb she was pounding, "Everything is fine. This herb has a strong sleeping effect, but the empress is not sleeping well?"

"I didn't use it myself." Su Jiu hugged the small stone mortar, casually pinned a strand of hair behind his ear, "Is Ran Ran still in limbo? Did Xiao Tingchen read my letter to him?"

Every time she sent a letter to Xiao Tingchen, she would attach a letter to Ran Ran, urging Xiao Tingchen to read it to Ran Ran.

Wu Song coughed, and lied on behalf of his master very naturally, "Don't worry, Madam, the master takes good care of the young master, and specially picked him up from the cold palace, and let him be the playmate of the little princess."

Su Jiu frowned, "Ran Ran must be very happy to play with someone."

Wu Song took out a letter from his bosom, "This is from the master who entrusted our family to deliver it to the empress."

Su Jiu wiped his powdered hands on the apron, and hurriedly took it.

The missives are densely written in the letter, which is weird.

She couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, her white and tender ears were quietly turning red, as shy as a little girl who hadn't left the court yet.

In addition to the letter paper, the envelope also contains a delicate green lotus wooden hairpin, which is simple and exquisite in carving, probably carved by himself.

Su Jiu hugged the wooden hairpin, and gently stroked every notch with his fingertips, as if he could feel the appearance of the man sitting under the lamplight with his head slumped and carving something.

Speaking of which, when she was young, she had gotten clogs carved by him himself.

She fetched the Linghua mirror, and carefully inserted the wooden hairpin into the bun.

She smiled sweetly at the mirror, her two dimples were full of joy.

Wu Song poured a cup of tea by himself, glanced secretly at Su Jiu, shook his head and sighed in his heart, such a naive girl, why did she just follow their master, she was so reckless.

Su Jiu looked in the mirror enough, thought of something, and hurriedly moved out the mahogany box, "Master Wu, please take these clothes back to Chang'an for me. These are small clothes I made for Ran Ran with my own hands. I made them according to their size. , if it is not suitable, you can ask the embroiderer in the palace to change it..."

Wu Song looked over and saw that there were four seasons' clothes in the wooden box, there were always eight or nine sets of them, the colors were bright and the embroidery was exquisite, which showed that thought was put into them.

He took a sip of tea and reminded, "Is it only for the young master?"

If there is no emperor, when he goes back, the emperor will be jealous and can't take it out on the queen, he will definitely take it out on him!
Su Jiu touched the wooden hairpin with his hand, and said hesitantly, "If you're not in a hurry to go back, I'll make a set for him?"

Wu Song felt relieved.

He watched Su Jiu tidy up his clothes, and said, "Your Majesty really wants to stay in the ghost prison for three years?"

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Today, my relatives got married and went to see off their relatives. I was too tired to run from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, so I updated a chapter today. I’m sorry, babies, and the normal update will resume tomorrow! !

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