These Jin people dare to wear their own costumes to Kaifeng City, eighty percent of them are messengers, but they don't know what the purpose of this envoy is.

Asking for money? This may be thirty percent, and now that the pseudo-Chu has become history, Zong Ze, who guards Kaifeng, will not bend his knees to send them money.

War? This is a 30% likelihood. With Zong Ze here, the Jin people did not dare to rush south again, not to mention that the rebel army in Hebei harassed the logistics of the Jin army from time to time.

The other forty percent are likely to be negotiations, and as for the content of the negotiations...... It depends on whether these golden people will talk about it.

To her surprise, these golden people were actually communicating with each other in Chinese, and her curiosity was aroused, and then she chose the nearest table to sit down, asked for some side dishes and a pot of wine, and began to eat and drink casually.

It was about the last time the Jin people ravaged Kaifeng City, which made Chun Tao have a shadow, her voice trembled slightly, and she whispered, "Girl, we ...... Shall we go to that table? ”

Zhao Yingluo raised her eyes and saw that the position she chose happened to be the farthest from the next door.

"Afraid of what? This is the realm of the Great Song Dynasty, not theirs, so you should put your heart in your stomach. Zhao Yingluo said casually, her attention was always on the four golden people.

I only heard those golden men say:

"If you follow General Zongwang's intentions, you should lead the army south again and capture Kaifeng."

"It's a pity that His Majesty the Emperor is worried about Zong Ze and is determined not to take any more risks."

"Hmph, that Zong Ze is old now, how many more years can he live? Once he is dead, who else can stop me as a warrior of the Great Golden Kingdom? ”

"In fact, opening a field is also beneficial to our dynasty, and the southerners are skilled craftsmen, which can just meet the needs of our people."

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Hearing this, she finally understood that the co-author was the emperor of the Jin State who thought that Zong Ze was there and could no longer use troops against the Great Song Dynasty, so he opened the field first and dragged it to the south again until Zong Ze died.

Zhao Yingluo sneered, the idea is very good, but there is always a gap between the ideal and the reality, because of his accidental crossing, the trajectory of history has shifted. Not to mention that Zong Ze did not die, even if he was gone, there were also famous generals such as Yue Fei and Han Shizhong.

With his own presence, will he allow that old traitor Qin Hui to cause trouble in the Great Song Dynasty?

Field? All right! As long as the field is opened, I will have to empty the treasury of your Dajin Kingdom.

As for the words behind those golden people, they were all gossip about seeking joy and fun in Kaifeng City, and had nothing to do with the current situation, so Zhao Yingluo had no intention of listening to it anymore.

After throwing a few copper coins on the table, he left with Chun Tao, walked around the street for a while, bought some rouge gouache and beautiful silk satin, and then returned to Lu Mansion.

When the three masters and servants returned to the Lu Mansion, it was already lunch time.

Unlike the first time she had dinner with the Lu family, now her seat has come to the left hand side of the Wang family, the head of the house, and her rank is higher than that of 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 she really let her sit next to the old lady, and others would be suspicious of her identity.

Lu Yao was helped to the dining room by the maid Guizhi, the place where she fell yesterday is still faintly painful, and the originally fair and delicate skin on her shoulders has also been rubbed red by the flat shoulder.

The enemy's eyes were very red when she saw her, and when she saw Zhao Yingluo sitting there casually, her lungs were about to explode.

"Shen Wanshu! Do you still have the face to sit here? Our Lu family provides you with food and drink, and that's how you treat me? If I were you, I would have packed up and gotten out. ”

After angrily accusing Zhao Yingluo, Lu Yao's expression changed, and two tears rolled down in an instant, crying aggrievedly and said, "Father, little mother, last ...... Yesterday she bullied me, causing me to fall and lose face in front of those inferior people, and my shoulder was also worn out. ”

Zhao Yingluo looked at her acting, smiled and said nothing.

I have to admire Lu Yao's emotional control ability, which is really suitable for acting in the future generations, and the Oscar Xiaojin is handy.

Lu Haowen frowned slightly, last night he was only concerned with studying how to solve the matter of Jin Ren's proposal to open a field, and he didn't have the energy to care about his daughter going to the grange to experience farm work.

He didn't know, but Liu knew that his daughter cried a lot when she came back yesterday, which made Liu's heart hurt.

"Lang Jun, you know that Yao'er has never done farm work since she was a child, but when she went to the ground yesterday, she was forced by Wanshu to pick a twenty-pound bucket, and our daughter came back covered in muddy water, all of her body was injured, and her little shoulders were about to be worn out. Wan'er, show it to Daddy. ”

While crying, Lu Yao pulled her clothes slightly, revealing her shoulders slightly.

Lu Hao asked about the redness and swelling of his daughter's shoulder, and his heart hurt again, but after all, this matter was arranged by himself.

Blame Her Royal Highness the Princess? Do you still want to be an official?

After some consideration, Lu Hao asked, "Wanshu...... This...... Yao'er, she's still young after all, so let her experience it a little, I don't think it's too strict, right? ”

Zhao Yingluo sneered in her heart, Lu Yao, Lu Yao, you will pretend to be pitiful and pretend to be wronged, I won't?

"Uncle, you really wronged me, yesterday my sister came to the Grange to experience, in order not to let her suffer too much, let her pick a small bucket, which weighs only twenty pounds, but the bucket I picked weighs forty pounds! Did you say I took care of her? ”

"This ......," Lu Hao asked, a little dumbfounded.

"What's more, my sister only picked once, but I picked it for a whole day. My sister said she had a shoulder injury, so my uncle looked at me. ”

After speaking, Zhao Yingluo also showed a little shoulder like Lu Yao.

She is a princess, Lu Hao asked how dare to take a closer look, only glanced at it, but it could also be seen that Zhao Yingluo's injuries were more serious.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yingluo took off her shoes again, with beautiful lines, and there were several big blisters on her smooth feet like jade, and there were a lot of bloodshots.

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 injury was a little insignificant, and she felt even more sorry for Zhao Yingluo.

The golden branches and jade leaves of the Great Song Dynasty were injured all over because of farm work, who can believe that this is going to be spread?

The old lady said with some complaints, "Son, how can you let the prince ...... Can you let Wanshu go to the farm? Our family is not short of her little food. ”

"Mother, Wanshu is here to experiment with new crops, not for her son."

"Since it's experimenting with new crops, the farmers can do the dirty work."

Zhao Yingluo saw that the old lady actually defended herself like this, 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. Old lady, relax, I will pay more attention to myself in the future. ”

Seeing that her father and grandmother only cared about Zhao Yingluo, Lu Yao put herself aside, stomped her feet in anger, and walked to her little mother's side, "Little mother, look at Daddy!" ”