Jin Su spring speech

Chapter 38
It was night, as usual, Jin Xing was still waiting for Murong Chong on the railing.

As usual, he was always shaking his folding fan slowly, and the floating hem of his clothes fluttered lightly with his unhurried footsteps. When she recovered, he was already standing in front of her, watching her with a slight smile.

Today is no exception.

But when he just arrived, he said, "Someone is here."

The smile in his eyes didn't diminish at all, Jin Xing was taken aback, and pulled him to enter the room: "Then you go in and hide."

He remained motionless: "No need, after all, we need to see each other."

Not long after, the man had already entered the courtyard, he was slightly stunned, although he had already guessed it, he was still a little surprised: "You..."

Stopped abruptly.

The two looked at each other, and after a long silence, Jin Xing smiled: "Father, you are right."

Murong Chong said indifferently: "Jin Xing, you go back to your room. The Prime Minister has something to say to me, presumably."

In the prime minister's mansion, in the study room, there was an endgame on the table, and the two sat on both sides of the chessboard.

Wang Meng thought for a long time, and then dropped a white piece: "Young Master Murong is not polite, he probably uses my prime minister's mansion as his own house, come and go whenever you want."

Murong Chong rolled his eyes lightly: "Prime Minister has seen you a few times, and I'm used to it. Speaking of which, I haven't thanked Prime Minister yet, if it wasn't for Prime Minister, I should still be locked up in that secret prison without seeing the light of day."

Before he finished speaking, the sunspot landed firmly on the chessboard.

"Today, the king of heaven summoned me. Do you want to marry my daughter?"

Wang Meng stared at his eyes, only to see that his eyes were dark, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised: "Yes."

Wang Meng secretly sighed: "Is it you who mediate the matter of Yizhou?"

Murong Chong's slender fingers slightly turned the teacup aside: "You don't have to hide when you talk to the prime minister. Zhang Yu's concubine is mine. Zhang Yu is nothing to be afraid of."

He actually said it so openly?

Wang Meng was stunned: "I'm afraid you have placed this chess piece for a long time. Is it worth it to move now?"

He smiled faintly: "Zhang Yu is not worth mentioning. Jin Xing, I am determined to win."

Wang Meng looked into his deep eyes: "The Heavenly King is very angry."

Murong Chong smiled very nicely: "He is angry, not once or twice. I was not afraid of him when I was imprisoned in the secret prison, and I don't care about him now. In the end, he will not be with the future he thought. A dead person can't get over it, on the contrary, he has to do his best to cover up his past deeds."

Wang Meng was taken aback again: "You are not afraid of me..."

The corners of Murong Chong's lips curled slightly: "Prime Minister and I are almost a family. Naturally, we know everything and say everything."

He paused, twitched a sunspot and put it down without hesitation. After a while, he took a sip of tea: "Prime Minister, you lost."

Wang Meng took a closer look, and found that the sunspot appeared out of nothing. At first glance, it was full of loopholes, but in reality it was intertwined and hidden secrets. His own white son was indeed at the end of his battle and dying.

The endgame he had put on for a long time was easily broken in just two cups of tea.

Three days later, the battle in Yizhou was tense, and Fu Jian finally personally issued an order to marry the two of them.

It had only been two days since the decree was issued. In the early morning of this day, just as the hawkers had just set up their stalls, a line of red and green festively dressed teams passed by and stopped at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The leader is a kind-hearted nun.

Wang Meng went to court and hadn't come back yet, Su He hurriedly ordered people to welcome them in, but the team lined up in front of the cypress tree outside the ten-mile long street, no matter what, they couldn't get in.

The nanny, who had accompanied Murong Chong's mother for decades, handed over a roll of bright red and gold brocade with a smile: "This is the list of betrothal gifts, Madam, please see."

The brocade silk seemed to be slightly scented with sandalwood. Su He didn't approve of this marriage and hesitated for a moment, but Wang Pi quickly took it: "Mother, let me take a look for you." The red rope was tied, but it stretched longer and longer, and finally spread from the end of the yard to the end of the yard.

The nanny said slowly: "We appoint poultry and geese to serve with deerskin."

Then two people came forward carrying a huge cage, a pair of swan geese in the cage spread their strong wings slightly, whispering to each other, and the two following behind were holding two pieces of deerskin with bright fur.

The nanny said again: "Xuan Xun tied the silk and added Gu Gui."

Two more people were holding two pieces of brocade cloth with red in black, a mixture of red and yellow, and two jade ruyis with warm tentacles. Su and the busy man took them, pulled the nanny, and asked in a low voice : "Although the marriage was bestowed by the king of heaven, it seems that the horoscope has not been married yet?"

The nanny smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, Ma'am, the young master has always done things safely. It's a very good marriage. This pair of swan geese is a good omen. Ma'am, listen carefully, this is the list of betrothal gifts." Before Su He could reply, she sang again: "Gold, [-] catties, betrothed cakes of various colors, ten loads, sweaty and bloody BMWs, one hundred horses, gold and phoenix mud belts, two pairs of dragon-patterned jade combs, emerald emerald hairpins. , two pairs of beaded agate hairpins each, two pairs of silk amber step shakers and brushed amber step shakers each, two pairs of gold-plated jade hairpins, two pairs of gold and silver hairpins each, two pairs of pearl silk flowers and crystal silk flowers..."

The nanny paused for a moment, took the cup of tea from the side, moistened her throat, and said, "Ten cans of Xiuning Songluo, ten cans of Rizhu Snow Buds, ten cans of Yongxi Huoqing, ten cans of Enshi Yulu, Ten cans of Lushan Cloud and Mist, ten cans of Gaoqiao Silver Peak, ten cans of Qiandao Jade Leaf..."

……

This thought was non-stop, and it lasted for more than an hour.

Wang Meng got off the court and came in a hurry, just in time to hear Mammy finishing the last word, drawing a long tail tune.

He entered the gate, only to see that his not-so-small prime minister's mansion was filled with all kinds of things. His son Wang Pi, who was not up to par, was loving the shiny black horse, and his youngest daughter, Wang Yi, clamored to eat it. Sweets on the table.

There is also his first wife, Su He, who was still urging him to think of a way to divorce the engagement last night, but now she changed her normal behavior and talked to the nanny about herself, laughing from ear to ear.

Really hating that iron can't be made into steel, Wang Meng coughed lightly: "I don't know the deadline..."

Momo smiled and took out the red note from her bosom: "The young master has already passed this day. Ten days later, it will be an auspicious day."

Wang Meng hesitated: "Ten days, it seems to be faster."

"Father, I personally arranged this day. Ten days, just right."

Brocade bank money came out of the inner hall, not full of money.

Wang Meng: "..."

Late at night, Wang Meng was drinking cup after cup of tea in the study, as if he was waiting for someone, when suddenly someone slowly entered the open door: "The prime minister has been waiting for a long time. Look, my lord prime minister, this is not Is it going to be your own home soon?"

Wang Meng was a little sullen, and put down the teacup in his hand heavily, and he didn't seem to notice the scalding water splashing on his hand: "Mr. Murong, it should be wishful."

Murong Chong smiled slightly, and handed over a roll of white cloth: "Naturally, it's very good. Today, there is a betrothal gift that hasn't been delivered yet, and I have to hand it over to the prime minister myself."

Wang Meng hesitated for a while, opened it and saw that it was Zhang Yu's military defense map of Yizhou.

(End of this chapter)