Hua Rong seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "What? Is the fourth prince going to start promoting Chinese characters in the Kingdom of Jin? If so, I would very much welcome it."
He was very interested: "If this is true, are you willing to stay in Daikin and promote friendly cultural exchanges between the two countries forever?"
Friendly cultural exchanges? What kind of opera is this
"The Wolf Lord dotes on Concubine Zhang very much. The Wolf Lord also loves Han culture very much. All daily life and food are Chinese. Hua Rong, don't you think it's not good for Daikin to promote Chinese culture?"
It is true that the upper Jurchen aristocrats, as well as the upper aristocrats of the Liao Kingdom in the past, all tended to become sinicized. But where did this tendency come from? It was the result of the Jingkang catastrophe. Moreover, their sinicization was mainly due to their admiration for the singing, dancing and prostitutes of the Song Dynasty, their luxurious life, abundant material wealth, and the arty elegance of the scholar-bureaucrats...
Jin Wushu's eyes were bright and he stared at Hua Rong, as if he were the best lobbyist: "Hua Rong, didn't you have Princess Wencheng come to Tibet for marriage in the past? Princess Wencheng is famous all over the world, and the scenery of the Tang Dynasty is famous at home and abroad, creating immortal stories. …”
Hua Rong was in disbelief: "Fourth Prince, am I a princess?"
"You are not a princess! But as a Song person, you have the obligation to promote exchanges between the two countries, right? Hua Rong, if you stay in the Kingdom of Jin, you will definitely play a very good role in stabilizing the diplomatic relations between the two countries... "
Hua Rong laughed: "The country is not strong enough, and men are no longer useful, so women need to use their bodies to get married. Do you think, fourth prince, that getting married is an honor?"
"Is not it?"
She stretched out a finger, shook it, and lowered her voice, "Fourth Prince, this is a secret! Men always publicize marriage in a high profile to convince women that it is great. But in fact? Men can't win it. It’s gone, it’s no longer powerful, it’s a cover-up for failed transfer!”
Jin Wushu's eyes widened in disbelief.
The smile on Hua Rong's face deepened: "Fourth Prince, if the marriage is useful, Princess Tianwei, how could she die?"
"No, that's different! Absolutely different! Because I don't like Princess Tianwei! Of course she is useless! I like you, and if you stay, it will be useful..."
The early morning sunshine shines on Hua Rong's face, and Yelu Guanyin's face. The two stand side by side, like two golden figures in the sun. Hua Rong turns to look at Yelu Guanyin in the light, and meets her dead. Angry eyes.
What is the Fourth Prince doing? Show your love in public
Not only Yelu Guanyin's shoulders were shaking, her lips were trembling. Hua Rong! Damn Hua Rong, the fourth prince is really acting! Who do you think you are? Who is Wang Junhua? Who is Xiaowei
The past is like a string of beads, the flattering at the Willow Shooting Festival back then, the flattering with all kinds of expensive gifts on the grassland, and now, the flattering he is wearing Hanfu... He is so deliberately trying to please a woman, how can he be willing to sacrifice her so easily? Yelu Guanyin suddenly realized that she was shocked and angry. The tragedy of women always lies in overestimating themselves, especially beautiful and smart women. They always think that their charm is far greater than that of other women. If a man gets her, he will As soon as you pamper yourself, because of this, you also failed to make some simple judgments.
Yelv Guanyin's teeth chattered, and she suddenly thought of her own medicine, that love medicine - her self-confidence comes from this, isn't it? Didn't Yelu Dayong say that this medicine has very good effects? Why did it fail? She said in her heart that Yelu had cursed her ten thousand times, but the most urgent task was how to get out of this unfavorable situation.
In a blink of an eye, she saw that the fourth prince had walked past her desk, his attitude was completely nonchalant, he walked towards the woman - towards her, so eagerly, so joyfully, E Guan Bodai, like a passionate scholar, stretched out his hand. The hands on each hand are all traces of the Song Dynasty - like ancient wood flower paths, deep paths, two men and women who meet suddenly, with endless surprises and expectations...
"Hua Rong, you must believe me. This is what I suddenly thought of today. Hahaha, I am so stupid. How could I never think of it before? You can stay in the Kingdom of Jin, stay in Shangjing, promote Chinese culture, and teach your son to study... Wenlong kid, as soon as he wakes up, he needs to study and someone to teach him, and you are the best teacher. Hua Rong, I promise you, I will listen to you no matter what from now on... "
Hua Rong interrupted him with a smile: "Including not looking for any other women?"
"Yes, yes, with you, I don't have to look for other women at all. I can immediately give away those concubines and send them away. Only you, my son, and our family of three..."
She glanced at Yelu Guanyin: "Hey, what about this woman? Fourth Prince, what do you plan to do with her?"
Yelv Guanyin's lips trembled, her fists clenched, and she roared: "Hua Rong, what on earth do you want to do?"
A dagger stood in front of her eyes, and when she shook it, she was forced to close her eyes by the brilliance. It was the dagger she dropped when she failed to assassinate Hua Rong.
She stepped back, burst into tears, and almost fell to the ground: "Fourth Prince, you, what on earth are you... Why are you so bewitched by this bitch... "
With a "dang" sound, the dagger was thrown to the window behind the roller shutter. Jin Wushu clapped his hands, as if he was afraid that the blade would stain his hands, "Hua Rong, I leave it to you, you can do whatever you want." !”
Yelu Guanyin's eyes turned to Hua Rong and stared at her with a kind of crazy despair! One day, I will fall into Hua Rong's hands!
How ridiculous and sad? !
Hua Rong sat down on the chair behind her, taking her time and not minding Yelu Guanyin's almost crazy gaze. She only looked at Jin Wushu, from head to toe, and from toe to head. What a handsome and talented poet. It's a pity that what he wants to do by himself is such an unbearable thing.
But he looked at Hua Rong with excitement in his eyes: "Wang Junhua, you have already killed him, don't you want to punish Yelu Guanyin with your own hands now?"
Hua Rong smiled and shook his head: "No! This is the fourth prince's family matter, it's better for you to do it yourself!"
Listening to the conversation between the two, Yelv Guanyin felt even more desperate. It turned out that Wang Junhua was actually dead? ! She knew very well the importance of Wang Junhua and Qin Hui to the Fourth Prince. Now, even Wang Junhua was willing to be killed. How could she survive
She prayed to the sky, filled with grief and anger. Why was she the one being tricked? Why didn’t the medicine Yelvda use work? Why? Damn God, how unfair!
She collapsed to the ground, and Jin Wushu sat opposite her, looking at her from above.
She also looked at him, looking at his uniform, like a demon with a sweet mouth and a sword.
When he spoke, his voice was even gentle, just like when he first favored her: "Mrs. Yelu, tell me, what kind of poison did you give to my son?"
She shouted loudly: "It was not the Nu family who did it, but Wang Junhua. You have already found out, why are you still framing the Nu family?"
"Well, I want to believe that you and Wang Junhua are not accomplices, but you don't believe it yourself, do you?"
"It's not me! I had no idea!"
"Tell me, is the medicine your own, or was it given to you by Yelu Dayong?"
Yelv Guanyin stopped shouting and crying. She raised her head, her hair scattered on her face, covered in tears and saliva, and her eyes were filled with fear. Only then did she really feel the fear of complete defeat. The fourth prince actually knew that Yelu was use! He already knew his purpose!
He still had a gentle voice, as if urging the soul: "Mrs. Yelu, if you tell the truth, maybe I will consider letting you go..." He looked at Hua Rong and smiled, "No, I have no right to deal with it. Hua Rong, do you want to let me go?"
Hua Rong didn't answer. He continued talking to himself: "Well, Hua Rong doesn't want to kill you with her own hands. She rarely kills people in her life. Except for Qin Hui, Wang Junhua, and Zhao Deji, she doesn't want to kill anyone else. Madam Yelu, look , you still have a good chance of surviving, right? "
Yelv Guanyin had weighed it up at this time, and as soon as the initial fear passed, she burst into tears: "No, the Nu family is unjust. Although the Nu family and Yelu Dayong are both from the Liao Dynasty, they have no contact or contact with each other. Any relationship…”
"Mrs. Yelu, do you still want to deny it?"
She suddenly raised her head with a sly expression: "Fourth Prince, if you insist it's me, what evidence do you have? Yes, I do not like the little prince, but I have never been close to the little prince, how can I harm him? ?”
Jin Wushu clapped his hands: "Okay, I really have no evidence."
Yelv Guanyin breathed a sigh of relief.
A blade was pressed coldly against her heart, carrying the breath of death. It was the cold eyes and cold voice of the Fourth Prince: "Bitch, how long are you going to keep pretending? If you don't obediently hand over the antidote, I will The prince will kill you soon..."
She cried even more hysterically: "Fourth Prince, the slave family has been wronged. You can search the slave family's whole body and the slave family's tent..."
Jin Wushu shouted: "Here comes someone."
A group of guards filed in, holding all kinds of strange things in their hands. Finally, there was a tied up woman. She was crying so hard that she almost fainted. She was thrown heavily to the ground and could only sob. The ground screamed: "Fourth Prince, the slave family has been wronged..."
It turned out that, taking this opportunity, the attendants had already turned over the information related to Yelu Guanyin. Hua Rong looked at the strange things handed over by everyone. They were all secret recipes for childbirth, aphrodisiacs, etc., but there was nothing. Value. She had a look of disappointment on her face and shook her head.
Yelv Guanyin looked at those things, then at Xiaowei, and collapsed to the ground without saying a word.
Xiaowei was already frightened and woke up again. She struggled and wanted to hug the fourth prince's legs, but she couldn't reach them. She could only cry: "Fourth prince... I was wronged. I was just a maid. Thank you for your kindness." Only the prince's favor leads to prosperity and wealth. What did the slave family do wrong? "
"Xiao Wei, where is the antidote for Yelu Guanyin hidden?"
"What antidote? The slave family doesn't know, I don't know! Please spare your life, the fourth prince..."
She rolled her body and finally hugged the Fourth Prince's legs with her delicate hands. However, as soon as the Fourth Prince lifted his legs, she fell to the ground and could only stare blankly at the man: Yesterday she was affectionate and affectionate, but today she turned against him.
Hua Rong on the side is still carefully identifying various bottles and jars and various strange prescriptions, but none of them are useful. Yelu Guanyin will never put the antidote in such an obvious place.
Seeing that there was no harvest, Jin Wushu was furious, and the blade was almost placed on Yelu Guanyin's neck: "Bitch, tell me quickly, where is the antidote?"
"No, I don't have the poisonous little prince, it has nothing to do with me."