Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 142 Trading
In the Kingdom of Jin, there are indeed not so many ethical factors, and even, "brothers end up with younger brothers"—meaning that after the elder brother dies, his brothers can get all his wives and concubines as a matter of course. Therefore, many nobles in the Kingdom of Jin even There are one or two hundred wives and concubines.

She sneered: "I forgot, your golden man is originally a land of beasts, and you don't understand ethics..."

"Hua Rong!"

She kept silent.

The two looked at each other for a moment under the moonlight, each with a burning flame in their eyes, as if they were two life and death enemies.

After a while, Jin Wushu suddenly laughed.

When he smiled like this, the rough expression on his face transformed into that of Mr. Pianpian from the Southern Dynasty, and he raised the beard in his hand: "Hua Rong, we can actually make a deal..."

"What deal?"

"Let you get rid of Zong Han's poisonous hand..."

Her eyes lit up: "Can you make the Queen Mother return to the Song Dynasty?"

"This depends on the outcome of the negotiation, I don't guarantee it! I only guarantee that you will not be poisoned by Zong Han..." He sat down on a thick wooden stake, seeing that she was still riding on the horse, Suddenly he waved his hand and pointed to the wooden stake in front of him, "Come down too..."

After hesitating for a moment, she got off her horse and sat down on another wooden stake opposite him.

There was a distance of three or four feet between the two of them, and they could be touched as soon as they stretched out their hands.

He suddenly became happy in his heart, and said with confidence: "We have discussed the fate of your 'second sage' and the empress dowager many times. My second brother advocates that the two stupid kings and Webster should be released..." He laughed at himself Smile, "You may not know that my second brother married Princess Maode, the most beautiful princess of your country of Song, as his concubine. The second brother has more than 100 wives, but he loves Princess Maode the most and cannot stand her pleading every day, so, If Zhao Deji agrees to cede the land around the two rivers to Dajin, it is not impossible to release the prisoners of war..."

Princess Maode was the poor princess who was deceived by Song Huizong to Jinying and sent to Zongwang's bed curtain. She was married long ago, but was given to the Jinren by her cowardly father and brother, and was transferred to Zongwang's hands because of her outstanding appearance. , and deliberately flattered, won Zongwang's favor.

Hua Rong listened attentively to what he had to say, and Jin Wushu said again, "...the court has divided into two factions about the prisoners of war. My second brother is in charge of releasing them, and Zong Han is in charge of keeping them..."

No wonder Zong Han will be the first to lead the Song-Jin peace talks. Could it be that he has other plans?
"To be honest, the Kingdom of Jin is in chaos now. Zong Han is known as the Prime Minister and controls the government. The wolf lord has just ascended the throne and is still fledgling. This time, he wants to lead the negotiation with Song Guo, and he doesn't even care about the wolf lord's orders. Hua Rong, you can tell Yuwen Xuzhong that the best way out is to cooperate with us..."

Whoever you cooperate with is actually seeking skin from a tiger, but after thinking about it carefully, does this Zonghan have the intention of "calling you lonely and widowed"?And Jin Wushu's move is to completely cut off Zong Han's retreat?

This is definitely a good thing for Song Guo.

Hua Rong looked at Jin Wushu vigilantly, he was so frank, could it be that he was sure that he would not be able to return to the Song Dynasty?
She was very uneasy, but when she thought that Yue Pengju was already at the frontier of Chen Bing, she felt relieved and said, "How can we cooperate with you?"

"Tell me all the intentions of Zong Han's contact with you!"

She thought for a while, but didn't answer right away.

"Hua Rong, you must cooperate with me, and you can only cooperate with me! Only in this way can your own safety be guaranteed."

"it is good!"

Seeing that she actually agreed, he whistled happily: "Hua Rong, tomorrow is our 'Shooting Willow Festival', you must go to watch the ceremony. You don't need to hide your identity anymore, just appear as the envoy of the Great Song Dynasty, Zong Han Only then will I be afraid of three points..."

The Song State Mission has already received the invitation, and they were supposed to go there.Hua Rong originally wanted to take advantage of this chaotic time to visit Empress Dowager Wei, seeing Jin Wushu's invitation, she knew she couldn't refuse, so she said: "Okay, I will definitely go."

She suddenly remembered something, and said again: "Jin Wushu, tomorrow is your wedding day, I will give you a gift too..."

Jin Wushu seemed to have been punched by someone, and said coldly: "No need." After finishing speaking, he said bitterly, "Hua Rong, you are just like those Nanman, hypocritical!"

"No, I sincerely congratulate you..."

He punched the big tree next to him, and said angrily: "Hans are all duplicity, hypocrisy and hypocrisy..."

"Aren't you a despicable and shameless Jinlu? I kindly gave you a gift and scolded me. I don't know what is good or bad..."

The prisoner and the Haner—the two glared at each other like street thugs scolding each other.

Hua Rong stopped talking, stood up angrily, got on his horse and left.

Seeing her resolutely riding away, Jin Wushu ran back with the resentment that had just disappeared in his heart, thinking about it, how could there be such a hateful woman in this world?

Hateful Nanban!He actually scolded himself!
He returned home angrily, only to see that the mansion was decorated with lights and festoons, resplendent and resplendent, and decorated in a somewhat festive atmosphere.Wu Qimai hurried forward: "Fourth Prince, you are back..."

"Are you here to accept the crime?"

"Damn the villain."

"Hahaha, Wu Qimai, you are innocent, go down."

Wu Qimai was afraid that he would be "punished for both crimes". Seeing Jin Wushu like this, he was overjoyed: "Fourth prince, is it really Hua Rong?"

"It's really her! Wu Qimai, your mission during this period is to ensure her safety in the Kingdom of Jin."

"Ah? Fourth prince, since she sent it to the door herself, do we want to take revenge?"

Jin Wushu proudly said: "I don't want her to die, nor do I want her to work for Zhao Deji..."

"What should I do?"

"I do not know either."

Back at the shop, it was already late at night.

Under the dim lanterns, gamblers were crowded on the kang with cow dung for heating, all of them were low-class people among the Jin people. The smell of sweat, mare's milk, and sheep's filth...the whole room was steaming and smoky.

Zhahe was having a good time betting. Tonight, he had won a lot of money. He looked up and saw Hua Rong coming in, overjoyed: "Little brother, where have you been? Why did you come back so late? Tomorrow is the Willow Shooting Festival. I'm afraid you won't go? You can go with me tomorrow..."

He was about to stop gambling immediately, but was held back by everyone who had lost money. He smiled and pushed the pile of money back: "I have something tonight, and I will play tomorrow..."

Then, he happily dragged Hua Rong into the house.Pointing to a large plate on the low table, he said mysteriously, "Little brother, I'll wait for you to come back to eat good food..."

Seeing his strange behavior, Hua Rong hurriedly asked, "What good thing?"

Zhahe lifted the lid happily, and saw a large plate of fat pork with a few green onions inserted on it.This kind of fatty pork plate is one of the famous Jurchen dishes, and it is used to entertain distinguished guests.

Zhahe is like offering a treasure: "I won this, waiting for you to eat together..."

Hua Rong looked at this big plate of fatty pork, it was greasy and made her feel sick, how could she eat it?But Zhahe couldn't help saying, he grabbed a piece with his dark hand and handed it to her: "Little brother..."

Hua Rong couldn't refuse, so she took a sip. After suffering from the wind and cold in the sea, she felt like vomiting when she smelled too greasy and fishy. After eating this, she couldn't help but retched.

Zhahe was furious, and grabbed her by the collar: "You actually despise our big meat?"

She shook her head, unable to tell the difference, and vomited again.

Seeing that her face was blue and purple, Zhahe froze for a moment, let her go, and said sullenly: "It's fine if you don't like it..."

She smiled and said, "It's not that I don't like it, it's because I've suffered from the cold..."

Only then did Zhahe turn his anger into joy, he put away the pork plate, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Little brother, I thought you looked down on me."

"How come! I regard you as a friend."

"Hehe, I didn't want to be friends with Han'er, but you are different."

Hua Rong took out another piece of silver: "Zhahe, please help me with one thing..."

Seeing her begging for help, Zhahe tossed the money in his hand and returned it to her, happily said: "Little brother, I won a lot of money today, I don't want your money anymore. Hahaha, since I met you After that, it will be transferred..."

Seeing his refusal, Hua Rong knew it wasn't a fake, and didn't insist anymore. When the two reached a secluded place, Hua Rong whispered: "Zhahe, do you want to get married?"

He frustrates his hands in embarrassment: "I don't have money for a bride price..."

"I'll prepare all the dowry gifts for you, you just have to wait to be the groom."

Zhahe couldn't believe that such a good thing happened, even though he was simple, he also asked: "Who am I marrying?"

"Marry Empress Xing from the laundry yard..."

Ever since seeing the tragic experience of the former Concubine Xing and today's Empress Xing, although she couldn't be rescued from the sea of ​​flames immediately, Hua Rong still wanted to try her best to get her out of that devil's lair first.

Betrothing low-level Jin people is one of the ways Jin people insult women in Song Dynasty. Even an old man who blacksmiths can exchange 10 taels of silver for eight wives and concubines, and their identities are all princesses of the Zhao royal family in the past Thousands of gold and the like.

At present, it seems that if Zhahe can marry Queen Xing first and take him out of the laundry yard, it will always be easier to do things.

In fact, Zha He has no interest in Empress Xing, only out of human instinct, when he is old, he wants to start a family and start a business. Hearing that Hua Rong is willing to take the initiative to help him marry a wife, he made a match: "Little brother, you treat me so well." , I really don't know how to thank you..."

Hua Rong patted him on the shoulder: "No need! Haha, who told me to fall in love with you."

Zhahe was even more excited: "Okay, okay, after the 'Shooting Willow Festival', I will take money to the laundry yard to redeem Queen Xing as my wife, hahaha, it is not bad to be able to marry Zhao Deji's queen. Brother, Thank you, I will call you tomorrow..."

"Ok."

After setting everything up, Hua Rong returned to the post house. In the shadows, Zhang Xian and Liu Qi followed behind him.

She nodded knowingly, stopped at the door, and the three of them entered the post house together.

As soon as he entered, he saw Yuwen Xuzhong greeted him anxiously, and said in a low voice, "Where have you been? Just now the eldest prince sent someone to ask us to visit the Sheliu Festival tomorrow..."

She nodded, remembering Jin Wushu's "cooperation plan", and said, "Master Yuwen, besides inviting you to watch the ceremony, does the Kingdom of Jin have any other arrangements?"

Yu Wenxu shook his head: "There is nothing else."

She carefully observed Yu Wenxuzhong's face, and found that a trace of embarrassment and hesitation had quietly disappeared, and she felt a chill in her heart, knowing that Yu Wenxuzhong must have not told the truth to herself.

Yu Wenxuzhong was the head of the delegation for this trip, and he decided everything, and Hua Rong didn't dare to ask too much. At this moment, he couldn't help worrying about Zhao Deji's discerning gaze——

Why is it that the people he reuses and places high hopes on are always people who can't bear the burden?
Or maybe it's because there are very few officials who have both Song Zhiyong and integrity, or they can't be found at all?
She didn't dare to ask any more questions, and was about to leave when Yu Wenxu whispered: "Mrs. Yue, tomorrow you..."

She immediately said: "I also show my true colors."

Yu Wenxu was taken aback, Hua Rong had his own plan, and didn't tell him too much, and each went back to the room to rest.

(End of this chapter)