She then lay down on the carpet and almost fell asleep immediately.
The ragged clothes were still stained on her body. He had been watching from the side. When he saw her lying down, he suddenly reached out and took off her clothes. Before she had time to resist, he threw a big fur coat over and said lightly: " Put it on."
She put it on without even saying thank you, because she had already heard a child coughing in the room next door, and then she sat up with a smile and said, "Thank you."
"That is my child! What do you want to thank you for?"
Her tone was very sincere: "I will take the child away and never leave him alone again."
He said flatly: "No! I have someone to take care of him."
"Oh? You mean Wang Junhua?"
She giggled. When she smiled, her eyebrows always smiled first, raised slightly, as if a leaf was rippling in the wind. When the corners of her mouth were raised gently, they were too charming to look at, but the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, but there was something about it. That slight sense of ridicule.
He was so excited by the laughter that he almost jumped.
"There is a woman who wants to kill me. I don't know who it is, and I don't know who it is. But since you are here, this woman must be Wang Junhua."
"So what?"
She sighed: "Yes, there is nothing I can do about her."
He finally looked a little proud: "You also know that there is nothing you can do? Knowing that Qin Hui and his wife are spies, it feels good to report to Zhao Deji and be rejected by him, isn't it good?"
She nodded candidly: "Indeed. I later realized that the identities of Qin Hui and his wife were not important. What was important was that Zhao Deji had no intention of resisting the war. Therefore, he needed someone like Qin Hui who was familiar with the internal affairs of Jin and supported all his political opinions. Politician. In fact, he himself knows who Qin Hui is, and there is no need for me to expose him... "
He sincerely praised: "Hua Rong, you have finally become smarter."
She smiled sweetly: "Yes. People say Liu Yu instigated this Miao-Liu mutiny, but I think it was you who planned it."
"Oh? Miao and Liu have failed, what's the benefit of my planning?"
"I have two judgments: one is that Liu Yu is probably not very obedient, and you want to use this to weaken him and set up another puppet. The other is to help Qin Hui to a high position... "
"Smart, go on..."
She shook her head: "But I really don't understand how Qin Hui came to power."
He sat down opposite her, and the distance between them was so close that he could even clearly see the subtle breeze that covered her pale eyelids when her long eyelashes fluttered.
What a strange feeling.
You can even reach out and touch her face.
He really stretched out his hand, and when it reached her side of the face, he dropped his hand inadvertently, picked up the hot tea on the table, took a sip, and suddenly said: "Hua Rong, do you want to drink tea?"
She also picked up the ice-blue cracked official kiln porcelain cup, took a sip of hot tea, and then looked at the porcelain cup, which was as exquisite as a work of art.
She raised her eyelashes and was very curious: "How did you help Qin Hui to a high position?"
He then put down the tea cup, and the two of them sat cross-legged and kneeled together, as if they were two good friends.
"Zhai Ruwen took advantage of Lu Yihao's temporary absence to take up the post of prime minister. However, when the Miao and Liu rebels happened, although he had made meritorious service, he could not escape the blame. He had to take the blame and resign, otherwise he would be impeached by the officials... "
Hua Rong nodded. Zhai Ruwen was one of the few sober people in the court, and he was a sworn enemy of Qin Hui. As soon as he left, Qin Hui would naturally get rid of a big thorn in his side. But it doesn't mean that Qin Hui can take over
"During the Miao-Liu rebellion, Qin Hui issued a document asking Qin Hui to return to Beijing to serve as prime minister, but Qin Hui refused. Now, the censor officials have reported to Zhao Deji. In addition, Wang Yuan is dead, and Wang Yuan is Wang Jixian's brother. Zhao Deji's 'generousness and benevolence' are not only Give Wang Yuan a posthumous title and reward, and also support his family and friends... "
"What's more important is that now that the Song Dynasty is in decline, Zhao Deji does not dare to challenge him. There must be a minister who advocates peace to stand with him. Looking at the world, there is no more suitable candidate than Qin Hui..."
The phase is vacant, Qin Hui is loyal, and according to his current status and popularity, and with Wang Jixian's joint efforts to secure it, this phase naturally belongs to him.
He laughed heartily, wearing a feather fan and turban, and it didn't look like he was talking about politics at all. He seemed to be drinking tea with the pretty girl in pink on a snowy night, with her red sleeves adding fragrance.
Hua Rong nodded: "As long as Qin Hui stays in power and governs according to your ideal direction, all your goals will naturally come true..."
He said simply: "Yes!"
He suddenly reached out his hand and touched her hair quickly. Before she noticed it, he immediately retracted his hand with a smile on his face: "Fool, actually, the biggest problem is that you didn't realize it..."
"what is the problem?"
"Miao Liu is a military general. If the military generals mutiny, Zhao Deji will lose his soul..."
She understood immediately. The Taizu of this dynasty rebelled and wore yellow robes. Later, it became a deep-rooted tradition to guard against generals. The Miao and Liu rebellions were nothing more than a great reminder to Zhao Deji. When the country is in trouble, good generals are missed, and when the country is in peace, it needs mediocre generals. Even though Zhao Deji currently re-employs Yue Pengju and others, once peace of mind comes, who should the butcher's knife reach out to
The greater the credit, the lower the butcher's knife will hang!
Especially Yue Pengju, who "doesn't know how to advance or retreat", who is eager to drive out the captives and return our country to me!
She couldn't help but admire the handsome young man in white across from him. He seemed to have done nothing, but he really made two excellent moves. One Qin Hui and one Miao Liu. In time, wouldn't it shake the foundation of the Song Dynasty
She felt a chill in her heart. Even though she was here, she felt cold.
The warmth around me seemed to be broken by the wind and snow outside, and I couldn't move at all.
He lazily said: "I have repeatedly warned Yue Pengju not to go against me. It's you who don't listen and insist on working for a shameless and foolish king like Zhao Deji!"
She raised her eyes and looked at him quietly: "Actually, what's the difference between you and Zhao Deji?"
He said angrily: "Zhao Deji is not as good as one of my little fingers!"
"Haha, is that so? Look at who you are using, Wang Junhua, Qin Hui, and maybe some others who have lost even the dignity and integrity of human beings. Who knows if Jin Wushu today is not Zhao Deji tomorrow?"
"Hua Rong! Don't forget where you are!"
She laughed loudly and ignored his threat: "What's more, time is also destiny, and people's plans are determined by God. It doesn't necessarily mean that you have exhausted all your agencies. Everything will be done according to your ideals."
He sneered: "At least, we have destroyed the Liao Kingdom and more than half of your Song Kingdom."
"But to destroy the Liao and Song Dynasties, did you, the Wolf Lord of the Jin Kingdom, accomplish it by relying on shameless villains like Qin Hui Wang Junhua? The Liao Kingdom did not mention it, but the Song Kingdom was completely stupid and cowardly. They retreated without a fight. They brought it upon themselves. Destruction…”
He was speechless. Although Hua Rong didn't know it yet, he knew that a large group of Jin Kingdom's generals who were capable of fighting and fighting had been eliminated in two consecutive purges, especially the purge of Heci. Even Zong Han did not escape this disaster. Now and then, since the war cannot be conquered, more strategies are needed and strategies need to be changed.
She turned her eyes and looked at the splendor of the four walls. Even the walls were beautifully decorated, warm and fragrant. It seemed that this was the mansion of a wealthy family.
"Oh, Fourth Prince, you have really put a lot of thought into your management. However, if you want to become the real owner of this place, I'm afraid it won't be that easy!"
He just smiled and did not accept her provocation.
Winners always have the highest tolerance for losers and prisoners, so he didn't take it seriously.
At this time, the dim light of dawn had already shined through the window, shining on the carved window paper, reflecting a soft light.
Hua Rong leaned against the wall tiredly, closing her eyes slightly, and suddenly heard such a clear and familiar voice: "Mom, mom..."
She couldn't help but stand up, and without looking at Jin Wushu's face, she ran a few steps forward and pushed open the door next door.
The child opened his eyes and couldn't see clearly the face of the person who came in in the morning light, but he felt such a strong breath. He threw his hands and giggled: "Mom, mom..."
Hua Rong hugged him. At this moment, she was so happy that all the joys, anger, sorrows and joys faded away. She took a coat and put it on for him. The child had been cared for by her attentively for more than a year, and he had already become accustomed to the mother's hands rushing towards her. In my arms, the tortoiseshell hat on my head almost fell off: "Mom, I miss you so much..."
"Mom also remembers me very much."
The child jumped out of bed and held her hand. When she saw the door, her father stood aside and watched. He jumped up and took his hand: "father, mom... mom is back..."
Jin Wushu held his hand, feeling an extremely complicated feeling in his heart.
The breakfast is already prepared and extremely rich.
The huge fragrant palace candle illuminated the restaurant in the morning with a particularly fragrant and sweet smell. Little Lu Wenlong was wearing a light purple robe, and tied around his waist was a belt inlaid with twelve thumbs on the front and back. A jade belt with large and small pearls and a smoky lotus-colored gauze hung around the waist, which was embroidered by Hua Rong herself. In addition, all the expensive clothes on this body were not made by her hands.
In Yue's family, the children had no worries about food and clothing, but they never had any luxury. When they arrived in the capital, although they received rewards such as Tianwei from the palace, they were still not as luxurious as what Jin Wushu gave his son now.
He is a child after all. When he saw the extremely beautiful tortoise shell hat on his head reflected on a pair of bronze mirrors opposite him, he looked like a fairy boy with pink makeup and jade. He giggled: "Mom, this hat is really fun..." "
He reached out and took off the hat and played with it in his hands. Hua Rong said softly: "My dear, put it on your head, don't let it freeze..."
The child was obedient, sitting and letting her put the hat on her head.
"time to eat."
"Okay." The child looked at his mother while eating: "Mom, why don't you eat? This is delicious..." He said as he pushed a plate of side dishes in front of his mother: "Mom, you eat."
"Um."
Hua Rong took a bite and touched the child's head.
Jin Wushu sat aside with a bowl in his hand. This was the first time in his life that he had a meal with a woman and a child. It was really strange. But seeing her mother and son looking so intimate, it seemed like she had been there forever. He doesn't look angry, which makes him feel even more strange.
The child saw him in a daze and called him: "Dad, why don't you eat?"
He was shocked and hurriedly picked up the rice bowl: "Son, be good, daddy will eat it right away."
After eating, Hua Rong said softly: "Son, you go and write."
"OK."
Little Lu Wenlong was extremely happy to see his mother. He ran to the desk, stretched out his fat little arms, picked up a pen and wrote a few words: "Mom, do you think I write well?"
"Okay. Very good. Ha..."
Hua Rong picked it up, looked at it, and corrected his son's posture of holding the pen.
Jin Wushu had been standing silently watching. At this time, he slowly spoke: "Hua Rong, come with me back to the Kingdom of Jin!"