"The old man understands!"

This excited reply can fully represent the old man's mood at this time.

Jin Ping'er thought about it for a while, and then asked:

"Qing'er, does the emperor know about this king's situation?"

"I know, I know...it's the daughter of the people. One morning, when she was washing the king, she sent...found it....The daughter of the people told the emperor later."

When this girl said this, her face was still ashamed, but the one kneeling in front, Yu Changming, did not change at all.

Jin Ping'er looked at the person in front and said:

"Yu Changming, what are your plans for the future?"

He simply replied:

"But according to the king's instructions."

"Old Dou, you decide."

"The old minister obeys!"

...

Under Dou Banshan's instructions, Yu Changming and his wife first stood behind his seat and waited until they arrived at Daying to make arrangements.

"Is there anything else to report?"

"Back to your Majesty, there are quite a few guests from Jingdu in the newly opened Lin'an Hotel. They seem to have different identities and are inquiring about your Majesty's news. Among them, a group of people often wander around Mr. Hu's temporary residence. My minister requests Let General Dou send someone to protect Mr. Hu's safety."

This Hu Jin looked at Jia Siying, who was talking with her head bowed in front of her, with a slight frown.

"Hu Jin, what do you think?"

"Hu Mou thinks that they came here because they must have some important matters to discuss with Hu Mou. Hu Mou wants to ask His Excellency King Qin to listen to him personally."

Jin Ping'er looked at this kid's pretended respect, sneered and said:

"In the battle of Lin An, the world knows that you, Hu Jin, have a close relationship with this king. So why provoke these disputes, let's stop."

The people present at this time were all from the Jin Ping'er circle.

We all know what happened to Hu Jin, otherwise Jia Siying would have spoken in private.

Listen to Jin Ping'er speaking at this time.

Bao Guidu, who was originally sitting quietly on one side, glanced at Hu Jin who was now looking uncertain.

"Going back to King Jing, Hu needs time."

"Sure. Elder Dou..."

"The old minister will be responsible for the safety of Mr. Hu's mansion, and will not let a fly fly in."

Dou Banshan immediately followed up.

"Bao Gui, how are you adapting these days?"

"Going back to the king, Uncle Dou has recognized him as his adopted son. The Dou family has no heir since Brother An passed away when he was young, and he will serve Uncle Dou around."

"Back to the king, Gui'er was the old minister's deputy general, the successor of Bao Chu. After the old minister left the field, he took Gui'er away from the capital to study combat skills, and planned to kill the enemy by chopping bamboo.

Gui'er has the ability to kill the enemy, but he has no reason to lead the army.

Your Majesty, if you want to make a big use of it, you need to wait a little longer. "

The father and son stood up and reported.

"Don't be in a hurry. It's not advisable to use Jingtiao to withdraw and educate. I don't want to receive news every day that you father and son failed in the sand table deduction in the military camp and were punished."

Both of them bowed, cupped their hands, and finally sat down.

...

"Siying, other Jingdu people come here to find me, and they will all be pushed to the Shangliang Palace. Queen Chanxiang, it is said that because of Lin An, she smashed her beloved red copper incense burner. If we and others On the hook, I'm worried she'll order the Hua Gai Dian.

Qing'er, if you are fine, you can also come to the county government to talk to the king. "

...

Waiting for all the people in the inner hall to disperse, Jin Ping'er was lying on the chair slightly tired.

Looking at the fast jade seal and the unopened yellow silk roll on the table.

The momentum of Dou Banshan's departure just now is like 40 or [-] years younger, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, very energetic.

But for Jin Ping'er, this thing is a big trouble.

Just sitting here, in less than half an hour, a lot of energy was consumed.

"Qing Mei, did you have something to say just now?"

She squinted her eyes, and said to Xiaojian who was beside her and was massaging her temples.

"Go back to the king, Jingdu Imperial City, there is actually news. The princess asked me to tell you the news when you are in a good mood."

"Say it, the king accepts it."

"Emperor Jing, Jin Xiuwen, died three days ago. The empress will not announce the funeral in secret, but she has issued a death order that foreign kings are not allowed to go to Beijing to express condolences, and it has been passed to all the Jingdu barracks, including the tiger soldiers. Wait until the order is delivered Once the army is complete, the matter will be reported to the world. According to the report from Yinshanguan, if there is any sign of the king entering the capital, the fierce tiger soldiers can capture the king and wait for Jingdu to be released."

"Liang Jun is about to move at the Yinshan Pass, and I don't know which good prince's plan is. The king's Shangliang Mansion bears the brunt, and she is still worried that this king is going to grab the throne.

pen and ink..."

Jin Ping'er sneered and said.

Waiting for Qingmei and Zizhu to spread the paper for her.

After finishing writing quickly, blow dry and give it to Zizhu.

"Qingmei, how many soldiers can you ask for this king's sincere request for help?"

Qingmei swallowed her small mouth and squinted with a smile.

Jin Ping'er hugged this girl, and pinched her green side face, revealing a peach blossom in embarrassment.

"Change! Qunfang Terrace, listen to the music!"

Chapter 190 Stage!In and out of the play, he is still the same person

The stage of Qunfang Terrace is very similar to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in Yima City.

Watching a play and listening to a song here, the soft jade adds fragrance, and it is much more comfortable than the previous opera gardens in the city.

A seat only needs three copper coins, which is about the same price as theaters outside the city. You can also bring the latest "Imaza" with you. Just open it, and you can sit on it as a bench. , It is very convenient to carry.

In the best place directly in front of the stage, there are more than ten tables of spacious banquets.

Looking further back, they are all guests sitting on their own small stools or "Imaza", there are men and women, and they are harmonious.

Fashionable girls around, stepping on "golden swallow" high-heeled shoes and waving handkerchiefs, walked on the edge of each table, joking with the guests.

Of course, these beauties will not go to the rows of guests sitting on the ponytail waiting for the opening.

At most, sprinkle some spring rain and dew, waiting for germination in the future.

Those in the audience who were waiting for the opening were also constantly discussing Qin Wang's new policies, thinking about the days to come, and seeing those who looked thoughtful and excited.

"I heard no, starting tomorrow, you don't need to pay gold coins to pass the border when you enter the forest. Before, five gold coins per head, although not much, but it is difficult to earn back even if you gather herbs on the outskirts of the forest."

"Don't care about this small amount of money, have you heard of the 'Black Mist Forest Adventure Federation'?"

"As long as you pass the examination, you will be a member. The newly built martial arts gym in Lin'an County can practice martial arts and strengthen your body together. The newly built academy can study for yourself and your children, and there is also a medical center..."

"What kind of clinic is it called? It's called a hospital!" A person next to him hastily corrected.

"Yes, yes, Lin'an County Hospital can provide free treatment."

"Isn't it true that everyone is a Bodhisattva..."

"No, but a few days ago, I saw a living Bodhisattva in the hospital."

"According to the rumors in the county government, the King of Qin is planning for everyone to join together, but the government cannot be too aggressive, so let a small number of people try first. In short, everyone is definitely better than when they were "wicked."

"Ah, I don't know how difficult this assessment is. I'm in my thirties, so I'll try it tomorrow."

"Yes, try to..."

"Hmph, a bunch of idiots. These few orders from the King of Qin are very human. At this time, she is short of people and talents. Read more. Qindi Enke will definitely come out. When the time comes, don't mention me as a Hexi scholar." I didn't remind everyone."

"Study? I don't want to go. Yesterday I reported to Grandpa Dou's National Scholars Camp. Tomorrow I will go to the inspection. Today I will come to see a play, hehe."

...

On the second floor, the only room overlooking the panorama below.

Jin Ping'er, who had changed into a Yasukuni blue uniform, sat leaning against the edge of the table, with Ge Peipei and Ning Liaocao leaning on her left and right sides.

Ge Peipei blew on the teacup and handed it to Jin Ping'er's mouth. Someone took a sip, and a purple-black grape on the right was handed over.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, you two, I'm resting at Qunfang Terrace today. Let's talk about it tomorrow, talk about it tomorrow."

"Your Majesty, then don't reject Limerocallis and Pei'er like yesterday. Our mother and I have already made a decision."

Jin Ping'er looked at the look in Ning Liancao's eyes, her scalp was slightly numb, she stood sideways and said:

"Qingmei, where did you sing today?"

"Back to the king, yesterday it was sung that the Goddess struck Lin An with her sword. Today it should be Chen Hu's bloody clothes beheading the traitor."

"Ah."

After Jin Ping'er nodded, as soon as the gong sounded on the originally empty stage below, black and white faces on both sides stepped onto the stage clangingly.

The audience also watched enthusiastically. On the stage, the guy who played Hu Jin was protecting the 'King of Qin' and the 'Living Bodhisattva' with his body, and was being slashed and killed by four rebels...

Jin Ping'er looked at the corner of her mouth and smiled, even the people around her were the same.

At this time, the door was knocked...

Zi Zhu walked out of the door, quickly entered the door again, and walked to Jin Ping'er.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Hu is fighting with Bao Gui who is guarding around his mansion."

"What result?"

"Young Master Hu has been captured."

"What about people, bring them up."

Zi Zhu walked out in response, and greeted a few words.

Hu Jin bowed his head, with a shining steel knife on his neck, and followed him in.

"Your Majesty, Hu Jin broke through the siege and was captured by ten men."

Bao Gui, who was escorting Hu Jin, knelt on one knee and clasped his fists.

"Untie, step back."

"Yes."

Bao Gui withdrew the steel knife, and was untied by the hemp rope binding Hu Jin's hands and feet, and muttered viciously: "Be honest."

"Grandpa wants you to remind me. It's kind of a duel."

Hu Jin turned his head and glared at him, resentful.

Then he turned his head to look at Jin Ping'er, the shy smile burst out and bloomed on his face.

"Pepe, Hemerocallis, give Mr. Hu a seat by the window."

Jin Ping'er squeezed the tender flesh on the waists of the two girls beside her, and said with a smile.

"Come on, come closer."

Hu Jin responded with a smile, but his steps were not as crisp as before.

"My lord has always been very curious, why you didn't leave even though you were clearly asked to leave for a month."

"Prince Jingqin, the foreign ministers also want to see that the Shangliang Mansion under the Queen's rule will be different. You also know that Yandi is xenophobic, and outsiders cannot enter without an official ultimatum."

"Then why did you leave? Did you receive any news?"

After Jin Ping'er finished speaking, she took a sip of tea lightly.

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