"Xiu'er, Qingshuang, I found that I seemed to be heartbroken." He Jin looked very sad when he came back from the door with a depressed look on his face: "I need your comfort."

When the two women saw He Jin's appearance, they couldn't help but smile: To be honest, He Jin got up early and went to the Tixue Yamen these days, and stayed there for a whole day.

The enthusiasm of pursuing Master Wang Hua in a fierce pursuit was like chasing a little girl who didn't like him, and they were a little tempting.

But every time they saw him come back, they looked dejected and sad, heartbroken, and they couldn't help but feel secretly happy in their hearts. But they couldn't express it, which was really difficult for them.

"My husband, just a tribute student, can't my husband pass the provincial examination and get back a Jinshi's fame all the way? At that time, he will be the only one who is on the Golden List? What kind of tribute student will he care about?"

The two women obediently hugged He Jin's arms, one left and one right. After He Jin sat on the chair, Liu Qingshuang spoke and comforted her.

Wen Xiang Wangyu hugged her left and right, but He Jin was still a little listless and said depressedly: "It is unlikely that although I am very confident, the premise of self-confidence is based on self-knowledge."

"It would be great if I could get a scholar by rote memorization and transplanting flowers. It would be unlikely that I would really compete with scholars from a province or even a country. This quota of tribute students is the fastest opportunity for me to become an official."

Shen Xiuer and Liu Qingshuang also knew that He Jin was right at all. But the problem was that he knew everything and he would have chatted to death in one go, making the two women unable to even find an excuse to comfort them.

It was a coincidence that when the two girls didn't know how to speak, Jin Yuan came. His expression was similar to that of He Jin, and he said with depression: "Young Master, they are here again."

Then, he couldn't help but say again: "Young master, just go and meet. Let the villain deal with those two all day long, but the villain couldn't stand it."

After saying that, he looked up at He Jin resentfully and thought to himself: What's this? The two of them are coming to you, but you are looking for Grandmaster Wang, what a bloody love triangle!

"It's been with me for so long. Look at your promising prospects, but he didn't make any progress." He Jin didn't raise his head. Of course, he knew who the person was, so he asked the two girls again: "What day is this?"

Shen Xiuer answered: "It's been the third day."

"Well, things are only three, today is almost the same." He then felt a little excited and said, "Anyway, I'm in a bad mood today. How can I relieve my worries when I take it out with my son? Only show off. Pretending to make me happy, show off for a while, and show off for a while, and show off for a while!"

Jin Yuancai didn't care why He Jin was talking nonsense again, and ran to the door like an amnesty, saying to King Zhao and his son: "Prince, young master, my young master is at home today."

When Zhu Youqiu and Zhu Houhui heard this, their expressions were as bright as those of the miners in the coal mine. They finally saw the light, and the corners of their eyes were a little wet!

These days, on the one hand, they have to try every means to protect He Jin's safety, and they cannot let He Jin notice it; on the other hand, they are always worried about the great disaster that is under the Zhao Prince's Mansion, and they are guarding He Jin's door almost every day, but they can't see anyone!

The lickers all know that this kind of feeling of being hung up and worrying about gains and losses is the most tormenting. However, He Jin tortured them for three days, which made them unable to sleep even when they went back and almost started to lose their hair.

Especially Zhu Houhui, it has a double blow to both mental and physical.

Because once Zhu Youqi couldn't sleep, he would think that the origin was his stupid son. He didn't care that Zhu Houhui finally closed his eyes and slapped him.

Finally, Zhu Youqi went back to sleep with satisfaction, but Zhu Houhui couldn't sleep anymore and couldn't stop crying all night.

You said that when they hear this news now, how can they not be like dreaming?

"Hui'er, remember to admit your mistake after entering. Don't say anything extra, do you know?" The father and son were moved for a long time, and Zhu Youqi couldn't help but instruct.

Zhu Houhui really cried, and he said with tears in his head, "Yes!"

At this time, He Jin was already sitting on the rattan chair in the garden, with a teasing look on his face: "It is a sin to have missed the opportunity to welcome him."

He said this, but he didn't even lift his butt.

Zhu Houhui's mouth suddenly twitched. Fortunately, before coming, his father had done sufficient psychological construction and tried to show a smile, saying, "He Baihu calmed down, we can be said to be acquainted without fighting."

He Jin then looked up at Zhu Houhui, and immediately jumped up in fear: "Who are you? Why are you the same as Zhu Bajie?"

Thank God, Wu Chengen was born last year and could not write "Journey to the West". Zhu Houhui naturally didn't know who Zhu Bajie was.

But people were under the eaves and had to bow their heads.

Even if he knows who Zhu Bajie is, it will not affect his reverence: "He Baihu is joking, here is Zhu Houhui."

"Oh," He Jin pulled a long voice and said, "Young Master Zhu, I told you in Cizhou as early as possible that it is best not to have a good water flow between you and me."

"But you, you didn't listen to your advice and came here in Anyang again." At this point, his tone suddenly became very cold, and he really had the potential to quarrel: "Is this fun?"

Zhu Houhui was exhausted for a while and blushed like a monkey's butt.

Seeing his stupid son, he couldn't say the point for a long time, Zhu Youqiu was immediately anxious and said, "He Baihu, I came to the door in person this time to shake hands and make peace. As long as He Baihu agrees to hand over the file, I can agree to any conditions!"

These words are straightforward and straightforward, and are worthy of being a dignified prince.

However, he didn't know that He Jin wanted to show off!

Since he was pretending, how could he succeed so easily? Therefore, He Jin looked confused and said, "What file?"

Zhu Youqi suddenly felt an old mouthful of blood rushing into his chest, and he understood his son's feelings.

But what's the use of this? He could only twitch the corners of his mouth and continue to try to keep an awkward smile: "Who can you forgive others if you want to forgive others, I will do it after all."

"Yes, I thought so too when I was in Cizhou." Before Zhu Youqiu could finish speaking, He Jin interrupted.

Zhu Youqi's face turned dark. He took a deep breath to keep his voice steady: "He Baihu, I know you are angry. This time I am not doing it. I have to beat or punish me, and my father and son recognize it!"

He Jin then looked at Zhu Youqiu carefully and knew that King Zhao was still a figure.

But then again, that's all, it's not worth keeping it in his heart.

Since you are here to ask for help, don’t think about what you want, but first consider what the other party wants! If you don’t even understand this, you just rely on a high-sounding sentence, and want the other party to look up to you, haha.

So, when Zhu Youqiu saw He Jin's expression and finally changed a little, he couldn't help but speak again: "He Baihu, I came today with sincerity. Or just now, as long as He Baihu is willing to give up his hands, everything is easy to discuss!"

Zhu Youqiu felt that a dignified vassal king should have a chance to give a family with a false title.

Sure enough, He Jin's eyes turned around for a while.

The father and son of Zhao were a little excited for a moment: It’s not easy, guarding the clouds and seeing the moon bright! He Baihu, our sincerity finally touched you!

But unexpectedly, after He Jin opened his mouth lightly, he said: "Jin Yuan, see off guests." After saying that, he stood up and didn't even look at the King of Zhao and his son, and walked straight to his room.

The Zhao and his son in the garden were in the mood as the rattan chair where He Jin left, shaking and up and down.

Finally, Zhu Youqiu's face turned from red to blue, then from blue to white, until it turned from white to black, just like a paint shop, and his chest fluctuated violently.

"Father, be calm, be calm!" At this moment, Zhu Houhui quickly comforted him. For a moment, he felt that he had grown up and matured than his father!
Chapter completed!