goddess above

Chapter 1211
Jing Yu glanced at it: "Where did the cat come from?"

"I bought it from beggars at the gate. They wanted to use it to make soup. We couldn't bear it, so we bought it. Maybe it was brought from somewhere."

Jing Yu sat up: "Give me a hug."

The little milk cat has not yet opened its eyes, and its milky meowing is very pleasant. Jing Yu smiled after touching it: "Go to those hot milk and come over to see if it drinks."

"it is good."

Quan Fu hopped out and brought the hot milk in a short while. Several people gathered around to watch the kitten drink the milk. The more they watched, the more interesting it became.

Rong Zhan came in, looked at them and said, "King Zheng is here."

Jing Yu looked up with a 'swipe', and Jin Bao and the others were also frightened.

Today, King Zheng left the palace privately. He followed Huang Ziqi to Washington, and when he saw the gate, he disliked it: "A doctor's house is so small, it's too embarrassing."

Huang Ziqi smiled and said: "Master Hua has no wives and concubines, and it's not easy to live in if the yard is too big."

King Zheng said with a smile: "I should give her a few concubines, so that she would go to the Liuli Pavilion to meet the oiran. The beauty is not shallow."

Going in with a smile, looking at the energetic guards in the courtyard, King Zheng was filled with jealousy, and spoke sourly: "With so many young men accompanying her, she is not afraid of harming her reputation."

Jing Yu was already waiting, saluted and welcomed King Zheng into the main hall, and asked Mammy Wang to bring the tea.

King Zheng looked around, and was not used to her plainness. He turned his head and saw a little milk cat lying on the small cushion by the side of the couch, and Wan Xin reached out to pet it gently.

"Last night, did you meet Han Bu and Zhao Xuan?"

Jing Yu nodded honestly: "Yes, I saw it. The third son hosted a banquet and invited me to go with me. I thought that if I had a chance, I went."

Zheng Wang took the little milk cat and put it on his lap: "Then what did they say?"

"They said that the king of Zhongshan asked them to pay [-]% of the grain tax every year. They didn't know the use. In addition, they were dissatisfied with the king of Zhongshan but did not dare to resist. They asked the minister for advice through the third son, but the minister declined."

King Zheng nodded: "It's fine if you refuse, these are not good people, they will rely on you when they need you, and throw them away if you don't need them. You confess."

"Yes, I'm also worried about this." Jing Yu looked at the obedient little milk cat who was being tamed by him and said, "They seem to know that the idea of ​​giving them titles and fiefdoms was thought of by me, so they immediately mentioned it."

"Understood?" King Zheng frowned subconsciously: "Huang Ziqi, the people around him are dirty."

Huang Ziqi, who was waiting outside the door, nodded and remained silent.

Zheng Wang covered the little milk cat under his palm and said in a tone of disappointment, "Mingling actually has contacts with the people of King Zhongshan."

Jing Yu thought for a while and said: "The third son may have been deceived. Judging from yesterday's situation, I feel that it is not easy for Han Bu and Zhao Xuan to reconcile. They said that the king of Zhongshan asked them to pay the grain tax, but they couldn't tell the truth. It's true, and they won't tear themselves apart with King Zhongshan. After all, the king will not accept them after tearing their faces apart. Therefore, they are likely to be using the third son. If it is fake, it may be that King Zhongshan deliberately That's it."

Zheng Wang pondered: "What you said is not unreasonable. You seem to be shrewd, but you are a muddleheaded person. If you are confused about trivial matters and major ones, you are afraid that he will really believe them if they say a few words."

(End of this chapter)