Chapter 8 Meeting the Envoy from the Kingdom of Jin
These Jin people dared to wear their own clothes and came to Kaifeng City. They were probably envoys, but they didn't know what the purpose of the envoys was.
Asking for money?This may be [-]%. Now that falsehood has become history, Zongze, who guards Kaifeng, will not bend his knees and give them money.
War?This possibility is [-]%.With Zongze around, the Jin people did not dare to rush south again, not to mention the rebels in Hebei who harassed the Jin army's logistics from time to time.
The other [-]% may be negotiations. As for the content of the negotiations... it depends on whether these golden people will talk about it.
What surprised her was that these Jin people were actually communicating with each other in Chinese. Her curiosity aroused, and she chose the table closest to them to sit down. After ordering some side dishes and a bottle of wine, she ate and drank casually. stand up.
It was probably the last time the Jin people ravaged Kaifeng City, which cast a shadow on Chuntao. Her voice trembled slightly and she whispered, "Girl, let's... let's go to that table?"
Zhao Yingluo looked up and saw that the spot she chose happened to be the farthest spot from the next door.
"What are you afraid of? This is the territory of the Song Dynasty, not theirs, so just keep it in your heart." Zhao Yingluo said nonchalantly, her attention always on the four golden men.
Just listen to those golden people say:
"If we follow General Zong Wang's wishes, we should lead the army south again and capture Kaifeng."
"It's a pity that His Majesty the Emperor is worried about Zongze and decides not to take any more risks."
"Hmph, how many more years can Zongze live at this old age? Once he dies, who else can stop me, the warrior of the Great Jin Kingdom?"
"Opening up a market is actually beneficial to our country. There are many people in the south who are skilled craftsmen, which can just meet the needs of our people."
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After hearing this, she finally understood that the co-author was the emperor of the Jin Kingdom who believed that with Zongze around, he could no longer use troops against the Song Dynasty, so he started to open up an attack on the Song Dynasty and waited until Zongze died to invade the south again.
Zhao Yingluo sneered. The idea was good, but there was always a gap between ideals and reality. Because of her accidental time travel, the trajectory of history had to mention Zongze did not die, even without him, there are still famous generals such as Yue Fei and Han Shizhong.
With him here, would he allow that old traitor Qin Hui to cause trouble in the Song Dynasty? Questions?OK!As long as the market is opened, I will empty out the treasury of your Kingdom of Jin.
As for what those Jin people said after that, they were all gossip about having fun in Kaifeng City and had nothing to do with the current situation. Zhao Yingluo had no intention of listening to it anymore.
After throwing a few copper coins on the table, he left with Chuntao, walked around the street for a while, bought some rouge, gouache, and beautiful silks and satins, and then returned to Lu Mansion.
When the three masters and servants returned to Lu Mansion, it was already lunch time.
What was different from the first time she had dinner with the Lu family was that now she was seated on the left hand side of the head of the family, Mrs. Wang, higher than the two concubines.
Originally, Lu Haowen wanted her to sit next to the old lady, but Zhao Yingluo didn't want to be too high-profile, so if he let her sit next to the old lady, others would become suspicious of her identity.
Lu Yao was helped by the maid Guizhi to the dining room. The place where she fell yesterday still hurts slightly, and the originally fair and delicate skin on her shoulders was also rubbed red by the pole.
The enemy was extremely jealous when they met her. When she saw Zhao Yingluo sitting there as if nothing had happened, her lungs were about to explode. "Shen Wanshu! Do you still have the nerve to sit here? Our Lu family provides you with food and drink, and this is how you treat me? If I were you, I would have packed up and left."
After angrily accusing Zhao Yingluo, Lu Yao's expression changed, and two tears rolled down instantly. She cried aggrievedly and said, "Father, little girl, yesterday...she bullied me yesterday, causing me to fall." Not to mention, I still lost face in front of those low-class people and my shoulders were worn out."
Zhao Yingluo smiled and said nothing while watching her acting.
I have to admire Lu Yao's emotional control ability, which is really suitable for acting in future generations. She will be able to win the Oscar.
Lu Haowen frowned slightly. Last night, he was only thinking about how to solve the problem of Jin Ren's proposal to open a market, and he had no energy to worry about his daughter going to the farm to experience farm work.
He didn't know, but Ms. Liu knew that her daughter came back and cried a lot at her place yesterday, which made Ms. Liu very distressed.
"Mr. Lang, you know that Yao'er has never done farm work since she was a child. It's a pity that when she went to the field yesterday, Wanshu forced her to carry a twenty-kilogram bucket. It's a pity that our daughter came back covered with mud and water and injuries. , Those little shoulders are about to be worn out. Wan'er, please show daddy quickly."
While crying, Lu Yao pulled her clothes slightly, exposing some of her shoulders.
When Lu Hao asked about the redness and swelling on his daughter's shoulder, he felt a burst of pain in his heart, but after all, he had arranged this matter by himself.
Blame Her Royal Highness?Then do you still want to be an official? After thinking about it, Lu Haowen said, "Wanshu... this... Yao'er is still young after all, so let her have a little experience. I don't think it should be too harsh, right?"
Zhao Yingluo sneered in her heart, Lu Yao, Lu Yao, you can pretend to be pitiful and wronged, but I can't? "Uncle, you really wronged me. Yesterday, my sister came to the farm for an experience. In order not to burden her too much, I asked her to carry a small bucket, which only weighed twenty kilograms. But the bucket I carried weighed forty kilograms. Heavy! Do you think I took care of her?"
"This..." Lu Haowen was a little dumbfounded.
"What's more, my sister only picked it once, but I picked it for a whole day. My sister said there was an injury on her shoulder, so uncle looked at mine."
After saying that, Zhao Yingluo also exposed some of her shoulders like Lu Yao.
She was a princess. Lu Haowen didn't dare to take a closer look. He only took a brief glance, but he could also tell that Zhao Yingluo's injuries were more serious.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yingluo took off her shoes again. There were several large blisters and a lot of bloodshot eyes on her feet, which had beautiful lines and were as smooth as jade.
The old lady originally felt sorry for her granddaughter, but when she saw Zhao Yingluo's swollen shoulders and blisters on her hands and feet, she felt that her granddaughter's injuries were a bit out of place, and she felt even more sorry for Zhao Yingluo.
The golden branches and jade leaves of the Song Dynasty were covered with injuries from doing farm work. Who would believe it if this was spread? The old lady said with some complaints, "Son, how can you let my father-in-law...let Wanshu go do farm work? Our family doesn't lack her food."
"Mom, Wanshu is here to test new crops, and I didn't ask her to go."
"Since we are testing new crops, let the farmers do the dirty work."
Zhao Yingluo saw that the old lady defended herself in this way, and said with a smile, "This is not too heavy work, but I haven't done farm work all the time, and my body can't stand it. After doing farm work for a long time, my hands and feet have developed calluses. Naturally, it will not be easy to get hurt. Madam, please relax, I will pay more attention to it in the future."
Lu Yao saw that her father and grandmother only cared about Zhao Yingluo and left her alone. She stamped her feet angrily and walked to her little mother, "Little mother, look at daddy!"
(End of this chapter)
