In the Kingdom of Jin, there are indeed not so many ethical factors. In fact, "brother will succeed to the younger brother" - which means that when the elder brother dies, his brother can get all his wives and concubines as a matter of course. Therefore, many nobles in the Kingdom of Jin even have one Two hundred wives and concubines.
She sneered: "I forgot, you Jin people are originally a country of beasts and don't understand ethics..."
"Hua Rong!"
She remained silent.
The two looked at each other for a moment under the moonlight, with blazing flames in each of their eyes, as if they were two mortal enemies.
After a while, Jin Wushu suddenly laughed.
When he smiled like this, the rough look on his face transformed into the look of a handsome young man from the Southern Dynasties. He waved the bamboo slipper in his hand and said, "Hua Rong, we can actually make a deal..."
"What deal?"
"Let you get rid of Zong Han's poisonous hands..."
Her eyes lit up: "Can the Queen Mother return to Song Dynasty?"
"This depends on the outcome of the negotiation. I can't guarantee it! I only guarantee that you will not be poisoned by Zong Han..." He thought to himself and sat down on a thick wooden stake. Seeing her still riding on the horse, he suddenly He waved his hand and pointed to the wooden stake in front of him, "You come down too..."
She hesitated for a moment, then dismounted and sat down on another wooden post opposite him.
There is a distance of three or four feet between the two people, and they can touch each other if they reach out.
He suddenly became happy and said eloquently: "We have discussed many times about the stay of your 'Two Saints' and the Queen Mother. My second brother advocated the release of those two Hunjun and Wei Shi..." He smiled self-deprecatingly. , "You may not know that my second brother married the most beautiful princess of your Song Dynasty, Princess Maode, as his concubine. The second brother had more than a hundred wives, but he loved Princess Maode the most and could not withstand her daily pleas. Therefore, If Zhao Deji agrees to cede all the land around the two rivers to Daikin, it is not impossible to return the prisoners of war... "
Princess Maode was the poor princess who was deceived by Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty into Jinying and given to Zongwang as a bed curtain. She was already married, but was given to the Jinren by her cowardly father and brother, and passed into the hands of Zongwang because of her outstanding appearance. , and deliberately flattered him, winning Zongwang's favor.
Hua Rong listened carefully to what he was saying, and Jin Wushu added, "...the imperial court has been divided into two factions regarding the release and retention of prisoners of war. My second brother is responsible for the release, and Zong Han is responsible for the retention..."
No wonder Zong Han took the lead in leading the Song-Jin peace talks. Could he have some other agenda
"To be honest, the Kingdom of Jin is in chaos now. Zong Han is known as the Prime Minister and controls the government. The Wolf Lord has just ascended the throne and is still in his infancy. He wants to lead the negotiations with the Song Kingdom single-handedly and does not even pay attention to the Wolf Lord's orders. Li Hua Rong, you can tell Yu Wenxuzhong that the best way out is to cooperate with us... "
No matter who you cooperate with, you are actually seeking skin from a tiger. However, if you think about it carefully, does Zong Han have the intention of "claiming to be a loner?" And Jin Wushu's move was to completely cut off Zong Han's escape route
This is definitely a good thing for the Song Dynasty.
Hua Rong looked at Jin Wushu warily. He was so frank. Could it be that he was sure that he would not be able to return to the Song Dynasty
She felt very uneasy, but when she thought that Yue Pengju had crossed the border, she felt relieved and said, "How can we cooperate with you?"
"Inform me of all Zong Han's intentions in contacting you!"
She thought for a moment and didn't answer immediately.
"Hua Rong, you must cooperate with me, and you can only cooperate with me! Only in this way can you ensure your own safety."
"good!"
Seeing that she actually agreed, he whistled happily: "Hua Rong, tomorrow is our 'Willow Shooting Festival', you must go to watch the ceremony. You don't have to hide your identity anymore, just show up as the envoy of the Song Dynasty, Zong Han That’s why I’m afraid of three points…”
The Song Dynasty delegation had received the invitation and was originally going to go. Hua Rong originally wanted to take advantage of this chaotic time to visit Queen Mother Wei. When Jin Wushu extended the invitation, he knew he could not refuse, so he only said: "Okay. I will definitely go."
She suddenly remembered something and said again: "Jin Wushu, tomorrow is your engagement day, I will also give you a gift..."
Jin Wushu looked like he had been punched by someone, and said coldly: "No need." After saying that, he said bitterly, "Hua Rong, you are just like those southern barbarians, you are a hypocrite!"
"No, I sincerely congratulate you..."
He punched the big tree next to him and said angrily: "Han'ers are all duplicitous and hypocritical..."
"Aren't you, Jinlu, despicable and shameless? I gave you a gift with good intentions and you still scolded me. You are a ungrateful person..."
Luren, Han'er - the two glared at each other like scolding street thugs.
Hua Rong stopped talking, stood up angrily, mounted his horse and left.
When Jin Wushu saw her resolutely running away, the resentment that had just disappeared in his heart came back again. His mind turned over and over again, thinking, why is there such a hateful woman in this world
Damn Nanman! He actually scolded himself!
He returned home angrily and saw that the mansion was decorated with lights and colors, resplendent and decorated in a festive atmosphere. Wu Qimai hurriedly stepped forward: "Fourth Prince, you are back..."
"Are you here to take the blame?"
"The villain deserves to die."
"Hahaha, Wu Qimai, you are not guilty, go down."
Wu Qimai was afraid that he would be "punished for both crimes". Seeing Jin Wushu's performance, he was overjoyed: "Fourth Prince, is it really Hua Rong?"
"It's really her! Wu Qimai, your mission during this period is to ensure her safety in the Kingdom of Jin."
"Ah? Fourth Prince, since she came to the door by herself, do we want to take revenge?"
Jin Wushu said proudly: "I don't want her to die, nor do I want her to work for Zhao Deji..."
"What should we do?"
"I don't know either."
When I returned to the shop, it was already late at night.
Under the dim horse lanterns, the kang heated by cow dung was crowded with gamblers, all of whom were members of the lower class among the Jin people. The smell of sweat, mare's milk, sheep... the whole room was steaming and smoky.
Zhahe was happily gambling. He won a lot of money tonight. He raised his head and saw Hua Rong coming in. He was overjoyed and said, "Brother, where have you been? Why did you come back so late? Tomorrow is the Willow Shooting Festival. I'm afraid you won't go? Come with me tomorrow..."
He immediately wanted to stop gambling, but was held back by the people who had lost money. He pushed the pile of money back with a smile: "I have something to do tonight, I will play tomorrow..."
Then, he happily pulled Hua Rong into the room. Pointing to a big plate on the short table, he said mysteriously: "Brother, I'll wait for you to come back to eat something good..."
Hua Rong saw that he was behaving strangely and asked hurriedly: "What good thing?"
Zhahe happily opened the lid and saw a large plate of fat pork with a few green onions on it. This fat pork plate is one of the famous dishes of the Jurchen people and is used to entertain distinguished guests.
Zhahe is like offering a treasure: "I won this, waiting for you to eat together..."
Hua Rong looked at the large plate of fatty pork. It was greasy and made her feel nauseous. How could she eat it? Zhahe couldn't help but said something. He grabbed a piece with his dark hands and handed it to her: "Little brother..."
Hua Rong couldn't refuse and took a taste. After she got cold from the sea, she felt like vomiting when she smelled the too greasy and fishy smell. After eating this, she couldn't help but retched.
Zhahe was furious and grabbed her collar: "You actually dislike our big flesh?"
She shook her head, not caring to distinguish, and started vomiting again.
Seeing that her face was purple, Zhahe was stunned for a moment, let her go, and said sadly: "Forget it if you don't like it..."
She smiled and said: "It's not that I'm not happy, it's just that I caught the cold..."
Only then did Zhahe turn from anger to joy. He opened the pork plate and breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, I thought you looked down on me."
"How could that be! I consider you a friend."
"Haha, I didn't originally want to be friends with Han'er, but you are different."
Hua Rong took out another piece of silver: "Zhahe, please do something for me..."
Seeing her asking for help, Zhahe tossed the money in his hand and gave it back to her. He said happily: "Brother, I won a lot of money today and I don't want your money anymore. Hahaha, I've known you since I met you. After that, it was transferred..."
When Hua Rong saw his refusal, she knew it was not a lie and stopped insisting. When the two of them reached a quiet place, Hua Rong whispered: "Zhahe, do you want to get married?"
He was embarrassed and frustrated: "I don't have money for the betrothal gift..."
"I have prepared all the betrothal gifts for you, all you have to do is wait to be the groom."
Zhahe couldn't believe that such a good thing could happen. Despite his simplicity, he asked, "Who am I marrying?"
"Marry Queen Xing of the Laundry House..."
Ever since he saw the tragic experience of the former Princess Xing and today's Empress Xing, although she could not be rescued from the fire immediately, Hua Rong still wanted to try his best to get her out of the devil's cave first.
Betrothal to low-level Jin men was one of the ways the Jin men insulted the women of the Song Dynasty. Even an old blacksmith could exchange 10 taels of silver for eight wives and concubines, and judging from their identities, they were all princesses of the Zhao family in the past. Thousands of gold and the like.
At present, it seems that it would be more convenient if Zhahe can be allowed to marry Queen Xing first and be taken out of the laundry house.
Zhahe actually had no interest in Queen Xing. He was just out of human instinct. He was getting older and wanted to start a family. Hearing that Hua Rong was willing to help him get a wife, he said to her, "Brother, you treat me so well." , I really don’t know how to thank you... "
Hua Rong patted him on the shoulder: "No! Haha, who told me to fall in love with you?"
Zhahe was even more excited: "Okay, okay, after the 'Willow Shooting Festival', I will take the money to the laundry house to redeem Queen Xing as my wife. Hahaha, it is not bad to marry the queen of Zhao Deji. Little brother, Thank you, I will call you tomorrow..."
"OK."
After arranging everything, Hua Rong returned to the post house. In the shadows, Zhang Xian and Liu Qi followed behind him.
She nodded knowingly, stopped at the door, and the three of them entered the posthouse together.
As soon as he entered, he saw Yu Wenxuzhong coming up to him with a face filled with anxiety, and said in a low voice: "Where have you been? The eldest prince just sent someone here to invite us to visit the Sheliu Festival tomorrow..."
She nodded, remembering Jin Wushu's "cooperation plan", and said, "Sir Yuwen, besides inviting you to watch the ceremony, do the Jin Kingdom have any other arrangements?"
Yu Wenxuzhong shook his head: "There is nothing else."
She carefully observed Yu Wenxuzhong's face, and found that a trace of embarrassment and hesitation passed away quietly. She felt a chill in her heart, knowing that Yu Wenxuzhong must not have told the truth to her.
Yu Wenxuzhong is the leader of the delegation, and everything is decided by him. Hua Rong does not dare to interfere too much. At this moment, he can't help but feel more worried about Zhao Deji's discerning eyes -
Why is it that the people he places high importance on and have high hopes for are always those who are unable to bear the heavy responsibility
Or maybe it’s because there were very few officials with both wisdom and courage in the Song Dynasty, or they couldn’t be found at all
She didn't dare to ask any more questions and was about to leave when she heard Yu Wenxuzhong whisper: "Mrs. Yue, tomorrow you..."
She immediately said: "I also showed up with my true colors."
Yu Wenxu was surprised. Hua Rong had his own plan and didn't say much to him. They went back to their houses to rest.