Hidden in the court

"Boss, you want to eat? Let's go to my house. I can cook."

"You...can cook?"

"Otherwise, it's just the meal money... hehe."

"I give."

"thank you boss"

On the way back, Zhao Yao picked a chicken and bought some shrimps.

Finally, I arrived at what Tan Yuewan called "home", which was the small courtyard where she had rented for a long time and where she stayed every time she escaped.

"Go cook."

At this time, Tan Yuewan looked embarrassed, "Boss, I don't know how to kill a chicken, can you..."

"Two taels of silver."

"Ah, I only earn five taels a day from you, can't you have some pity on me?"

She held Zhao Yao's arm, looked up at him, and looked as if she was about to cry any second.

Zhao Yao calmly withdrew his arm and stared at Tan Yuewan expressionlessly.

Cutting the throat, bleeding, boiling water, plucking hair, in the end, the prince had to bear it all alone.

Finally, Tan Yuewan looked at the fragrant chicken in the pot and said proudly: Whoever can marry me in the future will be blessed.

……

After dusk, Tan Yuewan played the piano in the house.

The jade fingers lightly stroked the strings. The sound was like a whisper, and the feelings were like the sinking moon. The sound of the piano was gentle, and suddenly it became loud, like flying sand and shattering the moon lake, causing ripples.

It is really a pleasure to listen to the first music of the zither, and one can clearly hear the sorrow and rain in the music.

Looking at this scene, no one would think of the rude and money-loving person just now. Which one is the real you?

After the song ended, he looked at Zhao Yao who had been listening for a while.

"How's the boss, isn't this show good?"

"Yeah, not bad."

Hearing this, Tan Yuewan snorted and stood up to make way for him. "You come if you have the guts?"

Zhao Yao sat down and brushed his palm across the piano. The sound of the piano was faint and gentle, just like the song that Tan Yuewan had played just now.

No, if Tan Yuewan's music was as calm as a mirror lake, then what Zhao Yao played at this moment was as deep and calm as the vast ocean, with occasional murmurs of waves hitting the coast. The sound of the piano suddenly changed, with sharp and powerful whistles, and thousands of troops trampled past, with armored weapons piercing through the armor and hearts.

Tan Yuewan heard it, and looked at him with a hint of consideration. Who are you?

The music they played was full of sadness. In comparison, my own music sounded a little petty.

After the song ended, Zhao Yao spread his hands, exhaled, and stood up.

"Been taught a lesson."

Understanding each other's thoughts undoubtedly brings the two sides closer together.

"Do you know how to play chess? Play chess with me." Zhao Yao asked.

A person's behavior can reveal a lot, this is true for piano playing and even more so for chess playing.

Tan Yuewan plays black first.

At first, the two sides fought on their own, and no conflict broke out. Soon, black and white intersected and fought hand to hand. You and I exchanged moves, one move after another, and there were countless changes between attack and defense.

Zhao Yao seized the opportunity and used offense as defense, with each move being extremely aggressive. Tan Yuewan responded calmly and looked for opportunities to break through from time to time.

The strange feeling she felt on the chessboard gradually changed from a chess game to a battle. Zhao Yao was like a shrewd fox, and every time he deployed his troops, he seemed to be advancing recklessly and advancing alone. But he was able to turn danger into safety every time.

On the other hand, the opponent's moves seemed to be seen through. Tan Yuewan also saw a few traps that appeared and disappeared on the chessboard.

Zhao Yao seemed to have reacted as well. After a little thought, he made a few bad moves.

Tan Yuewan is not a fool, she saw through it, the conspiracy was overt and covert. If she didn't move, she would kill with one strike. These steps were obviously to make herself

Putting aside distractions, the two of them played more seriously. It was hard to tell who would win, which also aroused their desire to win.

When playing chess, there is always someone who wins.

The sky was getting dark, and the moon was high in the sky. The two of them had not finished yet, so they lit the lanterns and continued. The weather was getting cold, so they continued in their robes.

A cool breeze blew by, and a chill spread all over his body. Zhao Yao looked up and found Tan Yuewan sitting opposite him. She lowered her head slightly, her expression serious, her eyes revealing a sense of determination, and her hand holding the chess piece stopped in mid-air, obviously in a dilemma.

The situation on the chessboard became increasingly tense. After Tan Yuewan made her move, Zhao Yao saw the next move, but he hesitated.

After thinking about it, I sneered in my heart. Anyway, I have decided to give up in this life, so I will lose.

He yawned pretending to be tired, squinted his eyes, and dropped the white piece in his hand.

The tense Tan Yuewan immediately saw the flaw and the black piece fell.

Beat him by half a step.

"Alas, we were just one step behind." Zhao Yao pretended to feel regretful and stood up and left his seat.

"Go to bed early. Where's my guest room?"

Tan Yuewan stood there in a daze. Did she win?

But they didn't know that there were two people lying on the beam and observing them.

"Boss, let's do it."

A man in black said to one of the burly men.

"Bullshit, we definitely can't do it here now, wait until he is alone."

……

Beijing Imperial Palace

The emperor sat on the dragon throne, looking at a memorial in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

"The Northern Territory delegation will arrive soon. The delegation will be led by the Second Prince of the Northern Territory, Xihe Huchen."

This man had a very high prestige in the Northern Army, even surpassing his brother. He was also one of the main generals in the war that year.

No one knew what they were thinking. The emperor did not intend to make official contact, but someone had to be responsible for receiving the delegation.

Nangong Lin secretly calculated that he needed someone with a status that was not inferior to Yu Xi and Hu Chen, who should be able to get things done, preferably good at speaking and being tactful, preferably a little cunning, and also a non-official.

Combining these characteristics together, he could only think of one person——Ji Mingshang

"Su Youde, pass on the order. Order the King of Jin's son Ji Jun to be fully responsible for receiving the Northern Border delegation on my behalf. He must not lose courtesy or dignity, and must ensure that the status of the two countries is equal. There must be no mistakes. If anything goes wrong, he will be held accountable."

"Yes."

Inside the Prince of Jin's Palace

Ji Mingshang finally managed to convince Rushuang, the big ice cube.

After entering the three girls' room, their faces couldn't help but turn slightly red.

I undressed and prepared to sleep when the moonlight came into the house.

……

"The imperial edict has arrived~"

"Sir, it seems to be an imperial decree."

Ruyan and Ruhua, the two girls, couldn't help but chuckle when they saw Ji Mingshang undressing.

"I want to see which damn eunuch it is and find a chance to send his son to the palace so that I can be his sister."

But before leaving, he still glanced inside the door. It was a feast for the eyes. Who could resist that? "Wait until I come back."

As soon as he went out, he saw that it was Su Youde, and immediately put on a smiling face: "Eunuch Su, what does His Majesty want?"

"Your Majesty has ordered that Prince Jin's son Ji Jun be fully responsible for receiving the Northern Border delegation. You must not lose your manners or dignity. If there is any mistake, you will be held accountable."

Seeing the change on his face, Su Youde couldn't help but laugh. "My young prince, this is a great job."

"What's the difference between beauty and money?"

"Your Majesty has said that you are fully responsible."

"What I mean is that I have to spend my own money." This old fox already had a plan in mind, and when the time comes, he would make the North and the old emperor bleed.

As I thought about it, my smile became more and more exaggerated.

After sending Su Youde away, he planned to go back to the house to continue his relationship with the three girls. When he entered the yard, he found that the lights in the three girls' rooms were off.

Ji Mingshang's face was pulled long. He was too proud, absolutely too proud. He had to find an opportunity to punish him.

The next day, Qing'an City

The two of them walked around the street.

"Boss, what's fun in Beijing?"

"You haven't been?"

After thinking about it, he was not that shocked. After all, he hadn't left the capital in the past three years.

"It's nothing, but people here always say it's the foot of the emperor, the soul vein of Zuzhou."

"The boss here is not from Central Plains?" Tan Yuewan asked Zhao Yao, he seemed to be different from ordinary men.

"My mother is from Kyoto."

Zhao Yao did not intend to tell her his identity.

"Then where do you live?"

"My ancestral home."

True Topic Terminator

Seeing that Zhao Yao never leaves his sword, he was curious, "If he never leaves his sword, it must be something he treasures."

Hearing this, Zhao Yao stroked the hilt of his sword. "This sword is called 'Qingping Diao', and it was left to me by my mother."

Tan Yuewan said "Oh" softly. It is reasonable for someone with such life experience to have such talent.

After all, she wasn't really careless. She knew her limits and should keep her mouth shut when mentioning other people's sad stories.