The next day, King Jing woke up much later than before.
Xiaohua will wake up at the hour now, because she has developed a habit of greeting Princess Jing every day.
Opening his eyes, he found that the person next to him had not woken up. She glanced at her secretly, just bumped into his pupil, Xiaohua blushed, quietly shrank into the quilt, and buried her face in the quilt.
Although it wasn't very enjoyable last night, it was much stronger than before. This King Jing seemed to be clumsy on the bed, but he actually learned some small movements from her, and the second time behind was much more comfortable. Although the progress is not large, it at least represents some different implications.
Maybe it's because they feel different in their hearts. It's obviously not the first time the two have done that, but Xiaohua is embarrassed for no reason at this time.
King Jing sat up, but Xiao Hua didn't dare to delay, she put on a piece of clothes and got up to serve him dressing, without daring to lift her face from beginning to end, for fear of seeing anger in his eyes.
King Jing didn't stay for breakfast, and before leaving, he touched Xiao Hua's hair hanging down on his chest.
Xiaohua was stunned, what does this mean
King Jing walked all the way out of the gate of the West Courtyard and walked towards the Martial Arts Arena.
Ever since he started practicing martial arts, he has been practicing for an hour every day for four years in the morning, but today it is too late.
Just before taking a few steps, Chang Shun trotted all the way and just bumped into King Jing and Fu Shun who were approaching.
Chang Shun said a few words in King Jing's ear. King Jing, who had planned to go to the martial arts field, immediately turned around and walked to the front yard.
Entering a dark room in the deputy hall of the Cunxin Hall, there was a person waiting for King Jing.
When the man saw King Jing, his face was filled with joy, and he fell to his knees.
This dark room is a private place that even Fushun can't enter. King Jing rarely stepped forward and gently supported the person kneeling on the ground.
Su Shun was nearly forty years old. He was born with a strong physique, five and three thick. If he didn't say that he was an eunuch, no one would be able to see it. He had been serving King Jing by his side when he was only ten years old. Although his qualifications were not as good as Fushun's, he was quite old. Back then, he also followed King Jing to Jingzhou, but he hardly appeared in the mansion.
Without him, because he has other things on his shoulders.
When Luo Jing came to Jingzhou in his previous life, he was faced with a barren fiefdom, and the tax revenue he could not make ends meet.
He endured it.
In this life, he has endured on the surface, but secretly he ordered his confidants to engage in various profitable businesses in Jingzhou. The money earned is not only to subsidize the expenses of the palace, but also to stay to facilitate operations.
After all, if you want to rewrite your own destiny, you can't do it without money.
Su Shun is that confidant, not only in charge of private business under King Jing's name, but also in secret information. Although he was born as a eunuch, Su Shun was tall and burly. He wore a beard and dressed up when he went out.
Seeing the doubts on King Jing's face, Su Shun smiled and said, "The servant thought that he hadn't come back for a long time, so I will come back this time."
"Thanks a lot."
King Jing sat down on a chair beside him, and motioned Su Shun to sit beside him too.
Su Shun has been out all year round, and he is not a strict person. He also understands the temperament of this master, so he sits down politely.
"It's not hard work, the servants will never give up when they do things for the master." Su Shun finished his polite words, and then added: "The outside world is much more exciting than the inside, and although the servants are busy all day, they are full of energy. ."
This is also true. If it wasn't for chance, eunuchs usually spend their whole lives in the palace when they enter the palace, but Su Shun's life is no different from that of a normal person, even a little more dashing, except that he is an eunuch, Su Shun Outside, everyone calls out to him when they see it.
Throughout the dynasties, the quickest money comes from tea and salt.
Especially salt, the court did not allow the sale of smuggled salt, and King Jing's situation here is that there are many places that can be used. Jingzhou is his fief, and the fief also has salt wells. King Jing's first business was to use salt as a springboard, and he sold a lot of money by selling it publicly and privately before slowly expanding.
There is a vassal king behind the back, which is different from other private businesses. It needs money and money, soldiers and soldiers, and people and people. It can advance and retreat. In the past few years, the business in Su Shun's hands has developed. surprisingly fast.
The business of smuggling salt has already done a lot, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a daily income. One kind of investment, and secondly, it is also conducive to collecting all kinds of information.
Of course, Su Shun's return this time is not just to come back to see on the surface, there is another reason to come back and pay the bill.
No matter how busy Su Shun was, he would come back to report several times a year. Whether King Jing sees it or not is his business, and Su Shun can't take his master's trust for granted.
King Jing also knew Su Shun's temperament, but as expected, he saw a large box in the corner. He knew that it was kept in the account of the private business of the last year.
Su Shun reported some important things to King Jing, and then took a black box from behind and put it on the table.
"His Royal Highness, this is all the surplus of the past year. If there is nothing else, the servant will retire first. I haven't come back for a long time, so let's chat with some old buddies."
King Jing never said anything too emotional, "stay a little longer, don't work too hard."
This sentence is very rare for King Jing, and Su Shun naturally understands the concern behind these words.
"The slave knows."
King Jing waved his hand, and Su by the way withdrew.
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Xiaohua was frightened by King Jing touching her hair, and took a while to react.
Can't think of how he came out like this all of a sudden.
It was getting late, King Jing walked on the front foot, and Lilac pulled Xiao Hua on the back foot to dress her up, lest it be too late for please Ann.
Today Xiaohua is wearing a peach pink foundation rose embroidered small jacket and a peach-colored horse-faced skirt. During this time, Lilac and Ding Lan also rushed out a few beautiful clothes for Xiaohua one after another. It doesn't count how luxurious it is, after all, the lady's share is there, but at least no one is making fun of Xiaohua's shabby dress.
Dressed up, Xiaohua didn't even use breakfast, so she hurried to Changchun Courtyard.
Who knows, it's still a little late.
Today, several people in the backyard have arrived, and even Yu Jiao, who has just been released from the ban, is also among them.
Xiaohua walked into the hall, sighing in her heart, her face was not obvious, and she gave her a salute.
Princess Jing, who was sitting at the top, held the tea cup in her hand, as if she didn't see it. After a long while, he raised his hand.
Xiaohua nodded again and thanked her, then walked to the side and sat down.
As soon as she sat down, Yu Jiao spoke, "There are so many people waiting for one, it's really big."
Yujiao didn't name her name, but everyone knew she was talking about Xiaohua. Yu Jiao looked at Madam Hua who looked the same day after day with hatred. Seeing her face was like peach blossom eyes with spring water, her figure was getting better and better.
On the contrary, she was confined for a month, and her heart was tortured by resentment, but her complexion was not as good as this slut.
Xiaohua twitched the corners of her mouth and half lowered her head, without even looking at Yujiao.
Sometimes she would feel that this King Jing's mansion is indeed a mansion, and many things are different from other places, such as the rules and so on, but sometimes she feels that this King King's mansion is actually no different from other places, such as this daily greeting, such as wives and concubines. The battle for favor, the woman's sour face.
But the reason why women are sour is nothing more than jealousy. Jealousy in my heart, but I am jealous, so I can only express it with words. In her last life, Xiaohua would be more proud of others because she felt that no one would be jealous of me as a mediocre talent. In this life, she will never do anything else except sigh in her heart.
"Sister Yujiao, don't say that. Sister Hua came late because of a special reason." Princess Jing, who had not spoken for a while, spoke with a smile, and as soon as she said it, it struck a thunderbolt.
With a meaningful smile, Concubine Qiao continued: "His Royal Highness rested at the West Court last night, and it is forgivable for Sister Hua to be late."
Xiaohua glanced at the two of them, 'here again' flashed in her heart, and continued to lower her eyelids.
Anyway, everything she said now is wrong, it is better not to say it.
Yu Jiao and Yu Rong had no news channels, and when they heard this, they were first shocked and then jealous. In particular, Yujiao's eyes were about to pop out. She was originally good-looking, but her jealousy added to her ugliness.
Here, Princess Jing and Concubine Qiao side stabbed at each other without saying a word, while Yu Jiao came to Xiaohua one after another as a gun barrel. Every sentence is sour, but if you listen to it too much, you can really ignore it, the combat effectiveness is too poor.
Xiaohua didn't say anything, she just ignored her, and she couldn't hear you when you were talking about you.
After a while, these women were very angry.
I have long known that Mrs. Hua is a hob meat, and for the first time I realized that her hob meat is so powerful. In the past, Yujiao was not good enough, but this time, it was not only Princess Jing, but also Concubine Qiao Fang, who had never spoken much, she was still as unmoved as a mountain.
This kind of scene that has been staged many times is not annoying to the listener, but also to the speaker. Regarding the hob knife and the little flower, Princess Jing was also very tired, and she didn't even bother to say a word, and waved her hand to let the crowd disperse.
"Madam, it seems that the servant girl can't sit still when she sees the princess." Lilac said.
Xiaohua rubbed her brows as she walked back. She slept too late last night, woke up too early in the morning, and was besieged by all kinds of things after she came, and she had a headache.
"She can't sit still for a long time, and it's not today."
"But I didn't care about my image as much as I do today." Lilac meant something.
Mrs. Daily came to greet her, and Lilac was waiting in a corner, so she could clearly see the front of the machine. Although the princess sometimes acts too conspicuously, she never surrenders her identity to target the wife, but instigates her, but today she has changed her sex.
Xiaohua tugged at the corners of her mouth sarcastically, does Princess Jing still have an image to speak of
Ever since Princess Jing knew that King Jing came to her, there have been people on her side watching the movement all day long. As long as King Jing came to her once, she would be baptized the next day when she came to greet her.
And since that banquet, Princess Jing also changed her routine. She no longer served her tea. Sometimes she didn't even bother to greet her, but instead instigated others to attack her with words.
Before Yu Jiao lifted the ban, neither Concubine Qiao nor Yu Rong liked taking the knife that Concubine Jing handed over. Yujiao was lifted today, and it happened that King Jing went to the West Court last night. She came a little late today, and directly provoked all the guns to point at her.
Fortunately, she has seen many such situations in her past life, so she will not feel at a loss. In her last life, she fought back directly, but in this life she chose 'inaudible'. This trick has been used for a long time, but she feels that it is better to not hear than to fight back, which saves a lot of trouble.
Xiaohua glanced at Lilac, "The next thing is a tough battle. I've watched it for so long, and I guess she should stop on the bright side, so there's only a dark place."
Lilac didn't speak, just nodded.
After returning to the west courtyard, Xiaohua asked Lilac to remove her hair and change her clothes, then went back to the bedroom and lay down on the bed.
"Ma'am, do you need something to rest then?" Xiaohua yawned, "Let me sleep for a while."
After a hard night, and in the early morning, I have to be pointed at the nose and ridiculed. Not only is my body tired, but my heart is also tired. Sometimes Xiaohua thinks about it and thinks that she is living a really hard life.
But since this is already the case, she can only face the difficulties. Fortunately, the current situation is much better than before.
As long as King Jing can continue to come to her, there will be a rat-proof weapon over there. You don't dare in the open, and you just need to be on guard in the dark. As for later...
Xiaohua thought, maybe it would be better to have a child
King King…
Thinking of King Jing last night, Xiao Hua couldn't help but blushed again.