"Naturally, the king can't ask for his books casually, but he owes me a personal favor." Song Zizhen stood up and looked at the twinkling stars in the sky through the apricot tree, turned his back to her and said, "He Jin, the richest man in Chang'an City." ”

Tai Shi Xinhe listened silently, and then what? He was waiting for his next step, but he didn't say anything more.

She also knew that there was a richest man in Chang'an, named He Jin......

He Jin...... Congratulate......

As if he suddenly thought of something, Xin He thanked Song Zizhen and immediately got up and went back to the room.

The moonlight is beautiful, gently pouring the river of light on the earth, going up along the bluestone road, the pavilion hangs between the high cliffs, and it is a resort that can overlook the entire Chang'an City.

Song Zizhen stood with his hands in his hands, silently staring at the lights in Chang'an City.

"Your Highness, since you have recovered from a serious illness, why don't you just talk to Miss Xinhe to make it clear?" Xiao Yue looked suspicious.

Song Zizhen continued to overlook the entire Chang'an City, his fingers were slightly together, and he pondered for a moment and said: "Even if the sixth brother dies, she is still the wife of the sixth brother." ”

"Your Highness just attaches too much importance to these, if the girl of Ruoxinhe knows that she ...... at the beginning"

"Xiao Yue!"

Before Xiao Yue finished speaking, he was so frightened by Song Zizhen's reproach that he stopped his mouth, and he muttered aggrievedly: "Originally...... Am I wrong......"

Song Zizhen glared at him with a disgusted look again, and when Xiao Yue saw it, he pursed his lips but quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake.

"The world thinks what she sees is believing, so why not let her find out with her own eyes." Song Zizhen said softly.

"Therefore, His Royal Highness asked Miss Xinhe to find Xie Jin because ......"

Song Zizhen straightened his sleeves and said: "Judging from all the signs at the beginning, the reason why the sixth brother was killed was not only because the prince framed him, but also because the sixth brother himself really wanted to compete with the prince for power, and He Jin was the biggest economic backing of the sixth brother at that time. His slender fingers slid down on the wooden railing of the pavilion at will, "He Jin has received the favor of his sixth brother and has always wanted to find an opportunity to repay his kindness. As long as Xin He asks him for help, he will definitely help. ”

Xiao Yue suddenly realized that the Xinhe girl had lived peacefully in Jiangnan for four years, and she must have a purpose when she suddenly returned to Chang'an.

As the wife of the Sixth Highness, as long as she goes to He Jin, He Jin will definitely repay her kindness and help with all her might. If Xinhe wants to be unfavorable to the imperial court, He Jin may reveal all the original plans, and then Xinhe will change her opinion of Song Ziqing in her heart.

If Xin He just wanted to help Liu Chunmin and others, that would be good.

But Xiao Yue didn't understand something: "Your Highness, Lingnan, Dongjun and Langzhou, do you really rest assured that Miss Xinhe will intervene?" When he returned to Chang'an this time, didn't His Royal Highness just want to help the emperor with disaster relief? ”

The corners of Song Zizhen's mouth rose, and his fingers that slipped on the wooden railing gently withdrew into his sleeves, and then he smiled more cheerfully.

"It's much more suitable for a few of her students to do this than this king."

The emperor is easy to be suspicious, if the matter of King Yun's disaster relief outside reaches the emperor's ears, the emperor will think that he is winning the hearts of the people and has bad intentions.

It's better not to make trouble about this kind of misunderstanding.

On the contrary, if this matter is done by the champion of the palace test, firstly, the dilemma faced by the emperor can be resolved, and secondly, if some wise men can be promoted to replace those treacherous ministers in the court, it will also be regarded as a great blessing for the court.

Xiao Yue pretended to understand and nodded, he was a rough man who could fight, he didn't understand these roundabout words, and occasionally asked curiously, but if he didn't understand, he wouldn't think deeply about it.

Song Zizhen sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, poured himself a cup of tea, and said: "Set up a banquet in two days, and invite Zhang Jiancheng, the secretary of the Dali Temple, Cui Qian, the secretary of the Criminal Department, and Ning Yuan, the imperial historian, to come to this palace for a gathering. ”

Xiao Yue said yes and was about to leave, and then asked, "Miss Xue Xiang is still in Chang'an, do you want to invite her too?" ”

Song Zizhen thought for a moment and then took a sip of tea, and while immersed in the fragrance of tea, he shook his head lightly and said, "It's not time yet." ”

Xiao Yue answered yes again and bowed to leave.

The lights flickered, burning and extinguishing, and the huge city of Chang'an was the quietest only before the rooster crowed in the early morning.

Soon the sky gradually turned white, and the simple people selling steamed buns on Chang'an Street had already gotten up early to prepare, and at this time they let go of their voices on the street and shouted.

Xin He asked Xu Jin for news, saying that He Jin had come back from Jiangdu today, so Xin He had been waiting for him on the way he had to go.

Xin He found a small stall at random to sit on, holding the love token that Song Ziqing had given her for a long time, and the Nanxiang jade bracelet was said to have been given to Song Ziqing by Song Ziqing's mother when she left.

"Papapa~"

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves was heard as it rose and became clearer, and Xin He looked up, and sure enough, a large group of carriages patrolled over.

As a result of the two hours she waited, this Master He Jinhe finally appeared.

Although most of the people in Chang'an have no obvious fear of He Jin, many people will still avoid his convoy when they pass by.

At this time, Xin He's thin body stood impartially and upright in the middle of the street.

The little guy who was walking in front of the convoy shouted to her: "This son, please get out of the way, behind us is Master He's convoy!" ”

Xin He raised his eyebrows and smiled, his hands were in a posture of hugging his arms, and he put some fake beards on his chin, and said, "What I am looking for is Master He." ”

The little guy seemed to be surprised by this person's answer, and laughed a few times: "Little boy, this Master He behind me is the richest man in Chang'an, Master He Jin, I'm afraid you're looking for the wrong person." ”

Xin Hedao: "That's right, I'm looking for this Master He!" ”

The little guy looked at Xin He's clothes carefully, it was plain, not rich or expensive!

The little guy sighed in his heart, and he was another one who blocked the way and asked for money. He leaned behind him and said, "Come on, get some money for this little brother." ”

Xin He didn't speak, and stood there fixedly.

"This little brother, take the money and leave quickly." The little guy kindly reminded.

"I am an old friend of Master He, please give this thing to Master He." Xin He took out the bracelet that Song Ziqing had given her, "If Master He denies it, I will immediately make way for you." ”

The little guy looked left and right again, and after measuring Xinhe and not being able to make trouble, he handed the bracelet to Master He Jin, who was taking a nap in the car.

He Jin is already over half a hundred years old, he has not been involved in officialdom over the years, he has been dedicated to business, and he has made a lot of fortune, and he finally took a nap while he was in a hurry, but he didn't expect someone to disturb him at this time.

When he heard the little guy say that he had something to show him, his first reaction was, "No, no." ”

Xinhe: "......"

He Jin refused, twisted his somewhat numb arm, changed his position and continued to sleep.

The bracelet was sent back in its original condition.

"I'm sorry, my master is tired and needs to rest."

Xin He glanced at the little guy, took the bracelet and ran to the side of Mr. He Jin's sedan chair while they were unprepared: "Master He, there is something for you to look at." ”

He Jin closed his eyes, thinking that he had bought a housekeeper, and waved his hand and said, "Go and go, while going, have you learned the rules in vain for so many years?" ”

Jiading bowed his head beside him and said aggrievedly: "Master, it's not me...... It's that he doesn't have rules. ”

He Jin realized that something was wrong, so he slowly opened the tent.

Xin He had never really met Master He before, or on the day she and Song Ziqing got married, she remembered that there was a gentleman named He Jin who was a guest, and he only had this side, and he had long forgotten what he looked like.

However, although I had never met Mr. He before getting married, I often heard Song Ziqing praise this gentleman for his foresight.

But today I saw ...... Ahem......

The Mr. He in front of him was sleepy-eyed, with a white beard, and he looked spiritless. There is a big contrast with the Mr. He Jin she imagined.

How did he become the richest man in Chang'an?

"You are Mr. He Jinhe?" Xin He asked.

"I'm not." He Jin twisted his beard, looking at Xin He's dress, he always felt a little familiar.

Xin He glared, didn't he? Isn't it?

"Are you?" Mr. He Jin twisted his beard and asked rhetorically with a tricky look.

Xinhe: "......"

Can this Master He finish his words at one time.

Is this really He Jin on the rich side, is it the talented old Mr. He Jin in Song Ziqing's mouth? Or when did there be an additional He Jin with the same name and surname in Chang'an City?

Xin He looked at him suspiciously, and hesitantly handed the bracelet wrapped in white cloth in his hand to Mr. He Jin. He asked, "Mr. He, do you recognize this thing?" ”