Reborn Concubine's Wife

Chapter 283 Another Banquet (2)
"So you are here, I have been looking for you for a long time." Suddenly, a voice came from behind the woman, and a person came over.

The moonlight was hazy, and the face of the person coming could not be seen clearly, but from the sound, Wang Jinzhi knew that this person was Zhou Jue.

The woman turned her head, as if smiling at him, and said, "Xuanzhi, your yard is quite big, I lost my way when I was wandering around."

Zhou Jue smiled and said, "If you like, you can come here often."

Wang Jinzhi saw the woman's hand move beside her ear, as if she was putting on her veil again.He frowned. When she turned to face Zhou Jue just now, she took off her veil.In other words, Zhou Jue had seen her true face.This realization made him very uncomfortable.

Why is it that he can see her true face?
He watched the two walk away gradually.There was a "click" in the hand, and a wet feeling came.When he looked down, he realized that he had crushed the jug before he knew it.Letting go, he threw the fragments on the ground.Turning around and striding away, he left Zhou Mansion without looking back.

Sima Ya saw all of this, because he was standing far away and couldn't see the woman's face clearly.Guess it is probably the woman wearing a veil on the banquet, the goddaughter of Mrs. Song.

She snorted coldly, no one has ever dared to snatch things from Sima Ya!
For several days, Jiankang had been circulating rumors about Mrs. Song's daughter.I heard that she is unparalleled in beauty; I heard that she is extremely intelligent, and she can even tell a thing or two about the military affairs that are a headache for the Holy One; I also heard that she once entered the barbarian camp alone in order to save Mrs. Song. Using a clever trick to rescue Mrs. Song, he can be described as a lonely hero!I heard that the Holy Majesty once said in front of everyone that this talented woman can be called a "scholar".It was even heard that the emperor joked with Wang Jiulang that Mrs. Song's daughter would compete with Wang Jiulang, would she be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, a celebrity?I heard that the emperor has made her the princess.

The goddaughter of Mrs. Song never showed her face in public.Compared with those noble girls who like to ride horses through the streets, this princess who was born as a commoner likes to be raised in a deep boudoir.I only heard that Xie Yun, the daughter-in-law of Xie's mansion who is going to marry Wang Jiulang as his equal wife, has the best friendship with her.

The sudden appearance of the princess of Pingyang has added a lot of talk for the common people after dinner.Make her more mysterious.

Wang Jiulang was in the tea room in Mu Xueyuan, listening to Li Ziwei's gossip.After finishing speaking, Li Ziwei glanced at Wang Jinzhi secretly, and said carefully, "Master, the emperor has betrothed the sixth princess to you. The most talented sister-in-law in the Xie Mansion may be your wife. If you provoke the princess again ...Thinking about it, even the emperor would not agree."

Wang Jiulang, who was reclining and sleeping with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, took a fixed look at him, and closed his eyes again.

Li Ziwei suddenly shivered, knowing that what he said just now was a bit out of line.However, even if it was beyond the bounds, he still had to say it.

Wang Jiulang couldn't bear to listen to his nonsense anymore, so he shook his hand and let him go down.A little disappointed in my heart, I asked him to inquire, and inquired and inquired, but he actually inquired about these useless things.

It was raining outside, falling on the roof, making a ticking sound, weaving a fine bead curtain under the eaves.

Jiang Zijing took off his shoes at the door and walked up, passing by Li Ziwei, Li Ziwei silently pointed inside.It means to tell him that the master doesn't seem to be in a good mood today.

In the past, Wang Jiulang could not express his emotions and anger, and he was never in a bad mood.No, it should be said that you never know when he will be in a bad mood.But in the past year, it seems that this master has never been in a good mood.

Wang Jiulang was only wearing a thin tunic, and there were two maids kneeling beside him, holding fans in their hands.Although summer has just entered, the sweltering heat makes people feel very impatient.What's more, it has been raining for the past few days, and everything is moldy, and everything feels wet to the touch, which makes people very uncomfortable.

He was a little irritable.

In fact, although Sima Si sat on the dragon chair and ascended the throne as the emperor, the several big families in the south of the Yangtze River still held a wait-and-see attitude and watched lukewarmly.Wang Jiulang wanted to help Sima Si sit firmly on the dragon chair, but in fact he still had a lot of work to do.However, ever since the goddaughter of Mrs. Song, Princess Pingyang, suddenly appeared, he felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart.For several days in a row, he was indifferent to work.

The rain outside was still dripping, Jiang Zijing took off his coir raincoat outside, shook off the rain on his body, and then entered the tea room.

"Jiulang, there's news from Shu."

Feeling stuffy, Wang Jinzhi loosened his collar.A large expanse of fair skin with a pearly luster was revealed, but unlike a woman, his fair skin did not appear feminine, but his firm muscle texture gave him a masculine air.The maid who played the fan at the side blinked for a moment, and a dreamlike color appeared in her eyes.Wang Jinzhi felt something different, opened his eyes quickly, and said with some displeasure: "You all step down, and don't appear in front of me in the future!"

The two maids knelt down and kowtowed to plead for mercy, but were dragged out by several guards.Wang Jiulang's heart became more irritable. He picked up a purple gold fan and shook it viciously in front of his chest, only then did he feel cooler.

Jiang Zijing looked at the person in front of him in astonishment, how could such a Wang Jiulang look like an exiled immortal?Tell it, no one will believe it, right?

"Say. What's the news over there?"

Jiang Zijing calmed down, and said, "Liu Li, the city guard of Shu, died of illness a while ago. Li Yun took over his 30 army, but Li Yun didn't intend to report the news to the emperor. Jiulang, look at Li Yun's What he did was probably because he wanted to ascend the throne and become emperor himself."

Standing in front of the window, Wang Jiulang felt the coolness brought by the rain, and nodded after hearing his words.

"Li Yun's heart is full of misery, and he wears the appearance of Emperor Ziwei. It will be a matter of time before he becomes king in Shu."

"Once he ascends the throne as emperor, Jiulang will win the bet completely." Jiang Zijing said, "When the time comes to take over the position of patriarch, those old guys will have nothing to say. It's just... Jiulang, then Li Yun is not Chi Zhongwu. Now, he is still young, and he has just passed the weak crown year. In time, will he become more rampant and difficult to grasp?"

(End of this chapter)