Everyone hurriedly saluted, and everyone was shocked: What is the relationship between the little prince's mother and the fourth prince's distinguished guest? Also, what does "seeing her as seeing the prince" mean? Yelu Guanyin was even more frightened. What is Hua Rong's identity? At that time, although the status of Han women was still not high in the Jin Kingdom, the boundaries were no longer so obvious. Moreover, the fourth prince had always been unruly and unexpected. Since he dared to openly announce the identity of Lu Wenlong's Han "mother", it would not affect her. Lu Wenlong’s status.
Hua Rong returned the greetings to everyone one by one. The concubines were even more curious when they heard that what she spoke was fluent in Jurchen dialect. After the ceremony, she saw Yelu Guanyin sitting in the first place on the right. The concubine on the left was the first. The seat was vacant, and it was obvious that it belonged to Wang Junhua.
She smiled slightly: "Fourth Prince, why don't you see Mrs. Wang?"
Jin Wushu frowned slightly. The attendants had gone to invite him several times. Wang Junhua was obviously trying to avoid it and did not dare to see Hua Rong, so he did not come out.
"Go and invite Madam Wang again."
"No need, the slave family is here..." There was a faint voice, and everyone looked and saw that Wang Junhua seemed to have changed his appearance in an instant. He looked haggard with pear blossoms in the rain. I felt pity for him. They felt very strange. , I don’t know why she suddenly became like this.
She looked at Hua Rong, who also looked at her.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they see each other.
Naturally, their eyes did not bleed. Hua Rong smiled broadly: "Madam Wang, it's been a long time."
Mrs. Qin in the past, Mrs. Wang today, she appreciated the change in Hua Rong's name, and was confused by the hatred in her eyes, which was not so deep.
Jin Wushu glanced at her and coughed: "Hua Rong, since you call her Madam Wang, you know that she is the prince's wife. I hope all the past can be wiped out."
Hua Rong nodded: "Easy to say, easy to say. Hua Rong can do as he pleases, but he must obey the orders of the Fourth Prince."
Wang Junhua almost rushed over and knelt at the feet of Jin Wushu, with tears streaming down his face, choked with sobs and speechless. Only then did he realize that the fourth prince was so kind to him and so kind to him - nothing else could compare with it. What is more touching about his suggestion of stopping Hua Rong's revenge
This is something she has never experienced from Qin Hui or any man. The fourth prince, only the fourth prince. No matter how beautiful and honorable a woman is, she must be pitifully protected by a man in order to feel true love. Happiness. And a man, at every critical moment, always protects you and chooses you. Apart from true love, what else can it mean
She hugged Jin Wushu's legs and burst into tears: "Fourth Prince, thank you, thank you. The Nu family really doesn't know how to thank you..."
All the concubines were surprised by her shedding tears. Only Yelv Guanyin, who knew some of the inside story, secretly observed the expressions of the three parties carefully. Hua Rong and Wang Junhua were mortal enemies. Now, the fourth prince made it clear that he had chosen Wang Junhua
Jin Wushu's voice was calm: "Ms. Wang, since you were not here just now, I would like to reiterate this. Hua Rong is the mother of the little prince and a distinguished guest of this prince. From now on, everyone in the house will treat her as if they were seeing her. Fourth Prince, please go and salute first."
Wang Junhua was so shocked by these words that she couldn't speak and even forgot to cry. However, she would not disobey the fourth prince at all. She immediately walked up and bowed to Hua Rong in a humble manner: "The slave family has met Mrs. Yue."
Hua Rong took a closer look at her and realized more deeply that the reason why Qin Hui and his wife were able to keep their wealth and lives was that it was not difficult to be incorruptible and shameless, but it was very rare to be so incorruptible and shameless. It was not difficult to kill her, but it took How much effort would it take to use her to kill Qin Hui? She smiled and nodded: "Ms. Wang, you are such a good character."
"I will obey the orders of the Fourth Prince in all matters."
Jin Wushu said: "It's time to eat. You can go back to your seat and eat."
"Thank you, Fourth Prince."
Wang Junhua sat down and raised his tearful eyes to look at Hua Rong again. Hua Rong also looked at her, as if this vicious woman had really become an out-and-out weakling, an out-and-out little woman.
Yelu Guanyin watched this scene with cold eyes, falling into great confusion. She was not sure what the fourth prince's attitude was. Although this meal was called "Jie Feng", in fact everyone was extremely depressed. But Hua Rong acted as if no one else was around and ate and drank. Lu Wenlong also ate happily. He had a good appetite and ate several large bowls. Looking at Jin Wushu, Jin Wushu seemed to have a very good appetite and even enjoyed it more than his son.
It can be said that since they got along, the concubines have never seen the fourth prince so kind and cheerful. He laughed from time to time and drank from time to time. They all felt that the atmosphere was strange. After the meal was finished, the concubines left one after another. Wang Junhua Staying at the end, she couldn't help but look at Hua Rong again before following Yelu Guanyin out. This was the first round, and now she was like Yelu Guanyin, not sure whether she had won or Hua Rong had taken it. Advantage.
Jin Wushu put down his bowl and chopsticks: "Hua Rong, are you satisfied now?"
Seeing that there was no smile on his father's face, Lu Wenlong hurriedly asked: "Dad, are you unhappy with your mother?"
He said calmly: "Son, do you think that when I talk to your mother, I must look kind and smile to please her?"
Lu Wenlong muttered, not knowing how to answer or what his father meant.
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Seeing his son's embarrassment, Jin Wushu immediately smiled and said, "Son, as long as your mother is happy, I am happy to please her."
Lu Wenlong turned to look at his mother. Hua Rong stood up and took his hand, as if nothing had happened: "Son, let's go. Mom will teach you archery. Mom also found a very good bow and arrow for you."
"Really?" He was very surprised and immediately forgot his doubts. Jin Wushu was very bored and chased the mother and son: "I will take you to see the new tent first."
"Thank you, Fourth Prince. It won't be too late to check back later."
"Then I'll go shooting with you."
When Lu Wenlong looked at his father again, he saw that he was smiling again. This once again made him feel strange, and he didn't understand why his father's face kept rising and falling.
On the secluded grassland outside, Zhahe led the horse and saw Jin Wushu coming with Hua Rong and his mother. Because he had followed the King of Qin to tease the fourth prince, although he had not shown up at the beginning, he had always been grudged about the crushed thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. Yu Huai, subconsciously, was a little contemptuous of the Fourth Prince. But at this time, he had to bite the bullet and salute the Fourth Prince: "I have seen the Fourth Prince."
Jin Wushu said calmly: "No courtesy." He took a look at Zhahe. This down-and-out Jurchen soldier had put on new clothes. He was energetic and straight-backed. Although he was restrained, his eyebrows and eyes were beaming with joy. He was secretly curious about what those Hehua Rong was doing. The men she was with, from the ferocious King Qin to the humble Zhahe, every man seemed to undergo a huge change when he was around her. Especially Zhahe, why would he be willing to accept a foreign woman as his queen, riding in front of her and behind her
Zhahe led the horse towards Hua Rong. Lu Wenlong liked the black horse very much and reached out to touch its head. Hua Rong smiled and said softly: "Son, I haven't met Uncle Zhahe yet. This This uncle is my mother’s best friend, so I call him uncle.”
Lu Wenlong was surprised. He had been a noble person since he was a child and had never known how to salute to people like soldiers. However, his mother told him to do whatever he wanted and immediately saluted Zhahe: "I've seen you, uncle."
Zhahe was so happy that he rubbed his hands together: "Little prince, hurry up and invite me. I don't dare to be a prince. I don't dare to be a villain."
Jin Wushu was shocked and angry. He couldn't understand at all. What was this woman doing? He actually asked his son to call a low-level soldier "uncle". He had always been aloof and regarded Hua Rong's behavior as heresy. He wanted to stop her, but he didn't know how to say it, and he didn't dare to stop Hua Rong at all, so he just said angrily Staring at Zhahe, he saw that Zhahe didn't look at him at all. He kept talking to Hua Rong and his son, smiling and couldn't help himself. It was a kind of joy that a little person would have when he was respected. Gradually, he felt a little bit inside. Now I understand why this Jurchen is loyal to Hua Rong.
"Son, uncle Zhahe is also good at riding and shooting. He can also guide you."
"Yes. From now on, the child will ask his uncle for advice." He replied politely, and from time to time he stretched out his hand to touch the horse's face. The horse was not cruel and even stretched out its tongue to lick his hand.
"Mom, this horse is so beautiful."
"Son, do you think it's beautiful? Then mother will give this horse to you."
Lu Wenlong asked in surprise: "Did you really give it to me? But after giving it to me, you no longer have a horse?"
"Mom also has a big yellow horse."
Jin Wushu interjected: "The big yellow horse is far inferior to this horse. Hua Rong, where did you get it? Although the prince doesn't know the name of this horse, it is no less than Jinses." "
"The fourth prince has good eyesight. This horse is called Black Moonlight."
Jin Wushu's expression changed: "Black Moonlight? Is it really Black Moonlight?"
"Guaranteed replacement if fake."
Jin Wushu looked at her as if he were looking at a monster. "Black Moonlight" is the devil's mount in the grassland legend. It is extremely rare. How could such a legendary horse end up in Hua Rong's hands.
"The child is too young, such a precious horse..."
"The child is no longer young, he is already a little adult."
"Hua Rong, you've been missing for more than a month just to look for Black Moonlight?"
"Fourth Prince, you are wrong. They gave it to me."
Jin Wushu was even more incredible and hurriedly asked: "Who gave it to you?"
"Confidentiality."
His eyes turned to Zhahe. Zhahe's mount was also very good, but it was far inferior to Black Moonlight. Seeing that he didn't know how to answer, Jin Wushu knew that he was completely devoted to Hua Rong, so asking was in vain. .
At this time, Lu Wenlong had already boarded Black Moonlight. His hands were stroking Black Moonlight's mane as smooth as black silk, and then stroking the curved white hair around its eyes. Looking closely, he saw that it was indeed the mane surrounding Yan Jingcheng. Crescent shape. He couldn't put it down and couldn't believe it: "Mom, are you really giving me such a beautiful horse? I have never seen such a beautiful horse."
Hua Rong smiled and nodded, taking a pair of bows and arrows that had been prepared from Zhahe's hand. These were arrows made of black iron, which were sharp and fast, but the bow body was made of a light metal, which was very light and especially suitable for For children. When Lu Wenlong saw this strange set of bows and arrows, he was even more delighted: "Mom, can you give this to me too? Give me all of it?"
"I'll give it all to you. Of course, all of mother's good things will be given to you."
"Mom is so nice." He suddenly jumped down sideways and hugged his mother's waist. He couldn't say any words of gratitude. He only felt the feeling of being pampered and pampered by his mother, just like that year in Elong Town, when his mother sewed tiger skins every day. She wears clothes, makes a spear, and does whatever she wants. Mom, only mothers can do this.
Hua Rong stroked his head. Although he was half a boy, he was still a child after all.
"Son, go ride a horse."