The Yinxiao Eight Winds remained unmoved, and the wife and the old man hesitated and dared not retreat easily.

Song Huiyue waved her hand towards Yinxiao, and Yinxiao snorted coldly, with her porcelain piece in her hand, and retreated outside the door.

The other two followed closely and closed the door of the private room.

Song Huiyue reached out and patted the King of Jin's back and said softly: "Prince, don't be impatient, you must also delay the big things."

She pulled herself out of King Jin's arms, comforted King Jin to sit in her seat, and poured him a cup of tea.

King Jin stared at her, his eyes turned red, his nose was sore, and his heart was pounding, and he wanted to jump out of his mouth and hold it in front of Song Huiyue to show her.

After a cup of tea, he calmed down and returned to his sanity.

"You!" King Jin leaned back on the chair and looked at his hands.

At the most difficult time, he carried her on her back, hugged her, and cut off bamboo with her, and slowly survived it.

Since Song Huiyue didn't want to wade into his muddy waters, then forget it. As for Huang Wenqiu, he would think about it slowly.

When the door was remembered to knock on the door, the King of Jin shouted in, and Xie Zhou came in: "Prince."

"Is there something wrong?"

"Zhang Xuzhu will be here the day after tomorrow."

Zhang Xuzhe was the youngest son of Prime Minister Zhang Rui. He was talented when he was young. Later, he threw away his books and lingered in two houses. He has achieved nothing to do so. He is a famous yamen in Kyoto.

Yue Huaiyu arrived in Tanzhou and Zhang Xuzhe also arrived in Tanzhou, and people could not help but think deeply.

The King of Jin thought about it and said to Song Huiyue: "I will attend a ceremony tomorrow. I will not have time to talk to you after I have been busy."

The royal palace rituals are held every year, and this year is the same as in previous years. The only difference is that after the rituals, the King of Jin was overly worried and became more ill, and he was also addicted to the wind and cold.

The disease comes like a mountain falling, and the disease goes like a thread being drawn. The gate of the royal palace, which is not very open, is completely closed, and even a fly cannot fly in.

On July 16th, Song Huiyue followed Mrs. Song to buy jewelry and saw Zhang Xuzhi entering the city on the second floor.

Zhang Xuzhang was one year younger than King Jin, handsome and elegant, with a jade-like face, bright eyes and white teeth, wearing a light shirt and a small hat, riding a yellow horse, bringing five playmates, and ten idle people. After getting off the boat, he came straight into the city.

As soon as the sun rose, he brought four or five points of wine and whipped the horses on the street. The rest of the people also chased them. Five other evil young men controlled the horses. The five evil young men all showed their tattoos on their thighs, which were famous "flower-legged horses" in Kyoto.

At first glance, these people are frequent visitors in the Fengyue Field and experienced people in the yard.

The horse knocked the vendor overturned, and a housekeeper came from behind, threw it away and spilled out about twenty small silver, which attracted everyone to chase and fight.

Zhang Xuzhe pulled his horse back and saw everyone rolling over for some small profits, laughing loudly, and after seeing enough, he rode away again.

The entire Tanzhou City, from high-ranking officials to popular among the common people, was because of Zhang Xu's trouble.

Even the tile was waiting for Zhang Xuzhi to visit.

Mrs. Song saw the sensation on the street, and men, women, young and old were chasing Zhang Xuzhi's horse team. The noise rushed to the sky, frowned, and took Song Huiyue home with all her worries.

She wished she could not afford to be enough for the Zhang family and could not do anything about it.

This has been the case since ancient times. Their family was in a whirlpool and was shattered and there was no way to talk about revenge. Instead, avoid disputes and live a stable life.

When she returned home, Song Huiyue was still worried and asked Yinxiao to go out to find out what Zhang Xuzhang had done.

Yin Xiao didn't come back early the next morning.

"Zhang Xuzhu ran around the city and saw Zhou Dingshen's house to live. Zhou Dingshen was reluctant to leave. Zhang Xuzhu added 15,000 taels of silver. After whispering a few more words, Zhou Dingshen agreed, packed up his bags on the spot, invited the dental room, made a contract, and took his family to the village."

Zhou Dingshen was a wealthy man from his ancestors. He lived in this house for several generations, and all the ancestral tablets were inside. Even if he added 20,000 taels, he would not be able to respond.

Song Huiyue thought about it carefully: "Zhou Yuanwai has three sons. The first two are mediocre qualifications and can only live by their ancestors. In the end, this young man was said to have a look of never forgetting his past, and he must go on a career. Zhang Yanei should have agreed to let Mr. Zhou join Mr. Zhang's disciple."

Not only that, next to Zhou Dingshen’s mansion is Yue Huaiyu’s grandfather Fu family.

Yin Xiao waited for her to think about it, and then said, "He went to the Fu family to buy a house. I couldn't follow me. I went to the Fu family for a while at night and listened to some gossip.

It turned out that Zhang Xuzhe came to Tanzhou this time to find Yue Xiaoma. He and Mr. Fu vowed to study hard in the future and not go out to make trouble. He even took Zhang Xiangye’s letter to study at Yuelu Academy.”

"It seems that the marriage between Zhang and Yue families is about to be completed."

Song Huiyue said, falling into deep thought again.

The current bishop of Yuelu Academy is Lu Hong. His first generation ancestor was a famous scholar. After several changes, it was passed down to him as the ninth generation.

Lu Hong believes that there is no difference between students from imperial examinations and fools, and students should have the will of heaven to protect the people.

Moreover, Lu Hong has a hard bones and does not hide his desire to hate the Zhang family. He will scold the prime minister Zhang Rui once a lecture every year.

Song Huiyue once asked Yin Xiao to follow Lu Hong, but found out that Lu Hong was not seeking fame. He cursed him even more fiercely. Even the emperor was scolded, and the King of Jin was not spared.

In order to show that he is magnanimous and does not care about him, Zhang Rui secretly bit his teeth.

Zhang Xuzhu went to Lu Hong's subordinates to study?

"It's three goals at one time," Song Huiyue sighed, "Zhang Xuzhe went to Tanzhou with a high profile, which not only pleased Yue Chongtai, but also monitored the prince. He actually planned to win over Lu Hong. The emperor would not be suspicious. He is really clever."

She thought about it but was still uneasy.

The Zhang family must have come to King Jin when they act like this.

Whether the emperor misses his son or his father, it is not a good thing for her.

She is a frightened bird, and she can't stand the slightest storm.

Speaking of which, Concubine Zhang was also one of the frightened birds. King Jin just showed his head a little, so she couldn't wait to take action.

What is the King of Jin worthy of her fear?

"I'll go find my grandmother."

Mrs. Song was also uneasy and had not slept all night. There were two black greens hanging under her eyes, waiting absent-mindedly for her to come for breakfast.

Song Qinghui, who was beside him, was eating buns with a lot of heart, and was full of oil. When he saw Song Huiyue coming in, he looked up and said loudly: "Sister, eat buns!"

"Okay," Song Huiyue pressed him on the stool to prevent him from rushing to himself, "I'm eating slowly, you have to wait for me."

Song Qinghui quickly stuttered in small stutters, waiting for Song Huiyue.

Song Huiyue served a bowl of porridge for Mrs. Song: "My grandma, have a meal first."
Chapter completed!