Wang Qing'er covered her mouth and smiled: "I forgot about the contract, now that I think about it, it should be the prince's deed of sale, right?

"To me, that's a ridiculous nightmare!" Jin Yao replied angrily. The www.biquge.info of the pen and the fun pavilion quietly muttered in his heart, how brainless must this king have to be to imagine such an unbearable nightmare.

"No kidding, Brother Jingcheng, have you ever thought about it, after King Yingjun gets the contract, he no longer has any scruples, will he cut us down and eradicate the roots? After all, your existence will always be a heart disease for him. ”

Jin Yao said with a smile: "In Qing'er's eyes, is this king just a lamb to be slaughtered?"

"The grass people don't dare to underestimate the courage of the prince, but only four hands are invincible, and this girl has no power to restrain the chicken, but I am afraid that not only will I not be able to help you at that time, but I will also become a burden to you. ”

Jin Yao said casually: "Qing'er, don't worry, I dare to take you to a few cases of King Yingjun, so I am naturally sure that I will retreat." ”

Seeing that Qing'er was still worried, she had to add: "Last night, the king's new villa was full of uninvited guests, in addition to your brothers and sisters and the house slaves of the king of Yingjun, as well as the little servants in my father's palace, Deshun and Dewang brothers, obviously, the matter of Gujing Lane has aroused the suspicion of my father, they followed the people of the Yingjun Palace, the so-called praying mantis fluttering cicada yellow finch behind, as a result, the mantis was controlled by the cicada, and the yellow finch hid and did not want to show up, so I pretended not to find them. ”

Qing'er suddenly realized, and said to herself: "So, you let the house slave of the king of Yingjun go back to report to the king of Yingjun, and make an appointment to meet in the drunken immortal residence, and your father will definitely go there to pick you up in person when he gets the news." ”

"I didn't answer it in person, but I personally discerned whether Liu Jiatun's fool with extraordinary martial arts was his son Jinyao. ”

Wang Qing'er remembered the situation of meeting again, and couldn't help but shake her head and sigh: "The prince is always so confident, but I still have fifteen buckets of water in my heart, seven up and eight down, stupid cow, I hope you have completely recovered your memory......"

"That's right, Qing'er can only call me a stupid cow, from now on, whether there are outsiders or not, don't mention the word King Heng, my surname is Jingcheng, because I was born mentally retarded, my father and mother nicknamed me a stupid cow. If you really want to stay with me for a long time, you must remember that Prince Heng Jinyao has died in Qingzhou, even I must believe this, and let Jinhui have reason to believe that in this world, some people love the country, some people love women, and I am unfortunately the prodigal son who would rather have women than the country, and the king of Yingjun will help me hide my true identity, and in return, I will give him a favor. ”

"Lord Wang, oh, this is the last time it was called wrong. Qing'er deliberately amused her, and asked very seriously: "Brother Jingcheng, are you going to use that contract as an audience ceremony?"

The devil knows what the contract is all about. Jin Yao smiled bitterly, if I hadn't accepted the contract back then, would anyone believe it? Jin Yao pondered for a moment, but decided not to tell Wang Qing'er, lest she be even more nervous.

Thinking that he had guessed correctly, Qing'er didn't ask any more questions, and without waiting for Jin Yao to answer, he asked worriedly: "King Yingjun has always regarded you as a fierce enemy, what if he gets the contract and immediately attacks you? If he doesn't believe that you will give up your glory and wealth, thinking that you are playing tricks and calculating him, and the prince of Beijing did not arrive in time, wouldn't it be very dangerous?" Therefore, you must take precautions. ”

"Hahaha......" Jin Yao finally couldn't help laughing, are the things in his memory really just a dream? This little guy hasn't changed at all, these words are not what ordinary country girls think, right?

"Qing'er rest assured, whether the king of Yingjun believes it or not, I will try my best to do a good job in Wang Jingcheng, even if someone suspects that I am Heng Wang Jinyao in the future, I don't dare to risk the world's disapproval to say it, because, Heng Wang Jinyao, who is willing to fall and sink under the woman's pomegranate skirt, will only disgrace the royal bloodline, and Heng Wang Jinyao on the royal family tree should be, and must be a young general who led the army to the army before the age of eighteen, he has sacrificed his life for the country a few years ago, and there are still romantic poems praising him in the world......"

"Hey, listening to you say this, His Royal Highness King Heng can be called perfect, how can he also be a model of a royal disciple, right?" Jin Yao's words made Qing'er feel very good, riding on the back of a horse and donkey, he couldn't help but make a mistake, and blurted out without thinking: "The grass people have also heard poems praising King Heng." ”

"Is it? It should be a phrase from ancient times that a hero is a teenager?" Jin Yao said.

"Since ancient times, there have been heroes who have come out of the youth, it seems that it was many, many years ago, I saw it from the book, at that time, the prince was not born yet, and the folk girl only remembered two sentences - King Heng is good at martial arts and lustful, and teaches beautiful women to learn to ride and shoot ......"

Dese's smile suddenly froze, half loud, and Jin Yao said in a curtled voice: "That Heng Wang Ye, it is indeed ridiculous enough......"

I didn't expect Jin Yao's reaction to be like this, Qing'er felt a little embarrassed, and at the same time, she also felt very sorry, the so-called exposing people is not short, isn't this deliberately doing things.

"I'm sorry, Brother Jingcheng, this joke is really a bit out of place......"

Jin Yao decided to give up his glory and wealth and be a poor man who asks for land and giving, you should be grateful, no matter how you say it, you shouldn't talk about this, this is not only naïve and boring, but also very heartless.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and tacitly stopped talking. A lot of regrets and helplessness, a lot of emotion and expectation, a lot of attachment, a lot of misunderstandings and understandings, all of which are self-explanatory.

Sometimes it's so strange, because of this apology, Qing'er becomes silent, lest she say something wrong.

Jin Yao was also silent, he knew that in those years he had wandered among the flowers, drunk and dreamed of death, unbearable past, not to mention it, as a man's husband, he is not used to swearing promises, this life has just begun, isn't it, there is time to express his love for Qing'er and his future life with actions.

The donkeys walked slowly, they went out at noon, and when they came to the "Drunken Immortal Residence", it was almost dusk, and Jinhui's henchmen were waiting at the door of the restaurant early, and they did not give a big gift to Jinyao, but they were lukewarm, and led them into a private room on the second floor.

As soon as Jin Yao stepped into the restaurant, he found that the atmosphere in the restaurant was quite unusual, although there were three or five tables of wine banquets in the lobby downstairs, the diners were by no means ordinary customers, they quietly enjoyed the delicious food, but rarely talked to each other. Jin Yao pondered, these people should be Jinhui's subordinates, they look relatively unfamiliar, they are not the domestic slaves of the Yingjun Palace, eighty percent of them are the guards he secretly raises, and they are called hired dart masters to escort the goods from the south to the north of the palace. Of course, what they protected was not ordinary goods, but copper and iron ore, which the King of England had privately operated. In the market, it was rumored that the palace smuggled goods prohibited by the imperial court, but because there was no real evidence, he did not dare to report it to the government.

Qing'er also noticed that except for the luxurious private room they were in, all the doors of the private rooms on the second floor were closed, but the sixth sense told her that there were people lurking in those rooms.

The two glanced at each other at the door, and Jin Yao reached out to put his arm around Wang Qing'er's shoulder, reassuring her.

This is the most luxurious suite of "Drunken Immortal Residence", the dishes have been laid on the table of the Eight Immortals, Yingjun Wang Jinhui heard the report, unhurriedly paced out of the inner room, saw Jin Yao, did not show special emotions, did not greet him as an equal, but with the demeanor of the Venerable, arrogantly sat on the main seat, then glanced at Jin Yao playfully.

Jin Yao had already been mentally prepared, so not only did he not care, but the attitude he showed was very suitable for the humility and honor that the grass people who were summoned by the prince should have.

He said deeply: "The grass people Wang Jingcheng greets the prince!"

"Hmm, Wang Jingcheng?"

"Back to the prince, the surname is Wang, the name is Jingcheng, this is the fiancée of the grass people, also surnamed Wang, nicknamed Er Qing'er. Jin Yao smiled indifferently, turned sideways and said to Wang Qing'er: "Qing'er, come here, meet His Royal Highness King Yingjun!"

Wang Qing'er said to the king of Yingjun with a dignified manner, and said without humility or arrogance: "Qing'er, the queen of the people, greets the prince!"

Obviously, King Yingjun is very interested in Qing'er, and his attention to her even exceeds that of Jinyao.

"Miss Wang, excuse me, sit down. The king of Yingjun accepted the gift with peace of mind, and smiled with a domineering and elegant chin, motioned for Jin Yao and Wang Qing'er to sit down, and saw the two of them sitting down in the guest seat, frowning and saying to Jin Yao: "Early this morning, this king received a message from the flying pigeon, saying that there is a son surnamed Wang in Liujiatun who wants to see this king, and hopes that this king will invite him to a banquet in the drunken immortal residence.

Jin Yao quietly responded to the ridicule of the king of Yingjun, and said with a calm smile: "What the prince taught is that the grass people are indeed a little ignorant of the sky and the earth, because the grass people are thinking, now, the court advocates that officials at all levels and the royal family and nobles should be humble and close to the people, and since ancient times, the emperor has called the people the people, from this point of view, the grass people are also the emperor's descendants, and the grandson asks the emperor to reward the Manchu and Han full banquets, at most it is a little extravagant, but it is also human nature, right?

Jin Yao's words did not leak, which made King Yingjun feel that in addition to the ridicule of seven points, there was also a threat of three points, but he was speechless, let alone refuted.

The waiters of the restaurant kept bringing all kinds of dishes, but they did not bring them into the house, but only waited at the door, and the maids of the Yingjun Wangfu took them and brought them to the table, and arranged them according to the preferences of the Yingjun King.

"Prince Wang, please, Miss Wang, please. King Yingjun smiled slightly, and invited Jin Yao and Wang Qing'er to dine gently, seeing that Qing'er was not as twisted as ordinary women, nor was she as reserved as the daughter of a wealthy family, so he was not disgusted.

"The people's daughter thanked the prince for the banquet. Qing'er thanked her generously.

"Miss Wang talks calmly and generously, but she is not like an ordinary country woman, I heard that Miss Wang and the wife of the elder of Rongguo Mansion are of the same clan, and they are Mrs. Wang's niece and granddaughter, and they can be regarded as beautiful women, and they are really extraordinary. ”

Wang Qing'er secretly speculated that King Yingjun knew her ins and outs so quickly, and it seemed that, as Jin Yao said, anyone who had contact with King Heng would be included in King Yingjun's blacklist.

"Pour the wine. King Yingjun ordered the maid behind him.

Seeing the maid pouring wine into the wine glasses of Jin Yao and Wang Qing'er, King Yingjun asked: "Prince Wang, I haven't drunk the daughter of Drunken Xianju for a long time, right? ”

Qing'er watched coldly, and found that King Yingjun did not raise his glass, and he couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart, what did he mean, could it be......

Thinking wildly in his heart, his hand had already subconsciously stretched out and snatched the wine glass in front of Jin Yao.

Since this girl dared to come, she had decided to put life and death aside, but although this girl was not afraid of death, she was afraid that she would miss Jinyao again in this life. Resolutely raised his wine glass and said to the king of Yingjun: "The daughter of the people respects the king of Yingjun with a glass!

Wang Qing'er's actions made Jinhui stunned, this woman is too unruly, right?

Jin Yao couldn't help but laugh secretly, he could imagine it without looking at it, the appearance of King Yingjun was definitely not very good-looking. It's no wonder that Qing'er, this girl is too ignorant of the rules, and the prince should refuse to give her a seat, she is just a grass people, how dare she be on an equal footing with the prince, and she is so ridiculous that she wants the prince to appreciate his face and toast to her......

The maid behind King Yingjun's face was blue and white for a while, if it wasn't for the master's explanation in advance, no one was allowed to intervene, and the favored personal maid would have already spoken and humiliated Qing'er to the point of incompleteness.

"Hmph!" King Yingjun snorted coldly, Rao is self-cultivation is good, and he did not blurt out scolding: This king wants to reward you with face, but unfortunately, do you have face?

"Qing'er, the prince gives wine, how can there be a reason not to drink it. Jin Yao quietly snatched the glass of wine from Qing'er's hand, raised his head and drank it all, took the wine jug in the maid's hand, filled it for himself, and said to King Yingjun with a smile: "The years are quiet, and the wine is mellow." It's just a pity that I don't see the bamboo horse boy. ”

King Yingjun narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Qing'er with disdain, and said to Jin Yao thoughtfully: "Wang Gongzi's wine is still the same, but the taste of reading people is not as good as before. ”

"If the king of Yingjun refers to the identification of Xiaoxiao and the gentleman, he also recognizes it when he falls, if he refers to a woman, he does not hide it, before, although he has read countless people in the bottom, he has always used his eyes, and now, he has learned to know women with his heart......"

King Yingjun shrugged his shoulders slightly, sneered and said: "Wang Gongzi wants to tell this king, and now the prodigal son has turned back, is he inspired by such a woman?

Jin Yao said seriously: "The so-called flowers enter their own eyes, in the eyes of the grass people, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are just like that, and Miss Wang is the one who likes the most in the next ......" (to be continued.) )