Chapter 15 Blowing a Pool of Spring Water
"Your Highness, please calm your anger. β
Sun Xiu prostrate on the ground and kowtowed to ask for guilt, "It's all the incompetence of the micro-ministers, so that His Highness is tired of being humiliated." β
"Do you know it's your incompetence?" asked Imo, "Lone asks you, have you gotten back the reward for those scoundrels?"
Sun Xiu continued to knock on the ground with his head: "Please also ask Your Highness for forgiveness." β
"What the hell is going on? Could it be that you have taken Lone's Chrysostom as a deaf ear? Or are those scoundrels greedy for Lone's money and refuse to return it?"
"Your Highness, Wei Chen did not ask for the money back from the ranger, but in the name of His Highness, he spent a sum of money on the rune to the ranger, totaling 8,000 goldββ"
"Sun Xiu, you are so daring, you dare to advocate for Lone!" Before Sun Xiu finished speaking, Yimo was furious, waved his sword scabbard casually, and smashed it at Sun Xiu, "What a bully, do you want to rebel?"
"Bang!" the hard scabbard smashed on Sun Xiu's back, and there was a dull sound. His body trembled violently, and his slender waist sank down, and his hips and hips were cocked.
Yi Mo's gaze couldn't help but fall on it, the thin clothes of midsummer, the smooth and soft lake-blue silk silk covered Sun Xiu's buttocks like water, flowing out round and full lines, and then fell into it along the deep and narrow ravine, and even the traces of the profane pants inside were faintly visible.
"You bastard...... East...... Xi ......" Yimo's voice came down involuntarily, his throat was a little dry, and when the scabbard hit Sun Xiu again, the force involuntarily lightened.
Sun Xiu gritted his teeth and let out a light gasp, like a swan screaming from an arrow, lying on the surface of the blue silk lake. The scabbard landed on the undulating hips this time, more like a gentle pat, and the haules were wrinkled, like ripples in the wind, and Yi Mo suddenly remembered the phrase "blow a pool of spring water".
"Your Highnessβ" Sun Xiu raised his head, his white jade-like cheeks flushed with pain, oozing fine beads of sweat, "Weichen is loyal to His Highness, only the sun and the moon can show it. I implore His Royal Highness to trust Weichen and wait and see, this street farce launched by the Chongxuan Department today will definitely die halfway. β
Yimo came back to his senses and couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words: "Could it be that you have another idea?"
Sun Xiu kowtowed again and swore solemnly: "Your Highness, although the rangers are all from humble backgrounds and have little knowledge, their loyalty to His Highness is by no means below others, and they will not sit idly by and watch those Taoist sects and families commit crimes and disobey His Highness." Just today, all the rangers in Jiankang City will do their best to swear allegiance to His Highness and do their best to stop this street parade!"
"Oh, what do they want to do?" Yi Mo was quite surprised, and his face softened slightly, "Don't say that you are unpredictable, if these rangers come in a mess, make mistakes, and are caught by the people of the Chongxuan Agency, don't blame the lonely for not thinking about you and my monarchs." β
Yi Mo snorted and dropped the sheathed long sword, originally wanting to make Sun Xiu flat, but looking at the undulating and rounded body arc below, he didn't say anything after all.
The old eunuch who served made tea, and Yimo sat by the window, absentmindedly taking a sip of tea and rinsing his mouth. "This is Qinhuaihe's most famous Acacia Tea?" he couldn't help frowning, the color of the tea was beautiful and beautiful, but the aroma was too strong, some sweet and greasy, and it was too tacky to rinse his mouth.
The old eunuch bowed down and replied, "Your Highness, this is already the best collection they have ever taken out." After all, it is a secular place, and it cannot be compared with the palace. β
Yi Mo snorted: "Qin Huai is famous, but that's it." He has lived in the deep palace for a long time, and has always encouraged himself with the ambition of a wise king, diligently cultivating literature and martial arts, and has never been to such a place of fireworks and gold dust. If it weren't for Sun Xiu's words, saying that there would be something wrong in the street today, he would not have come to visit in person.
Sun Xiu knelt on the ground and said in his mouth: "Your Highness, although the entrance of Acacia tea is thick, it has lost the quiet and lofty meaning of tea. But the aftertaste of this tea is very special, although it is a little bitter, but if you taste the bitterness carefully, it is wonderful. Your Highness, do you want Weichen to come with you one by one?"
"Oh, don't say it yet, let Lone try again. Yimo was intrigued by Sun Xiu's words, took another sip, closed his eyes and tasted slowly.
"It's strange, it's strange! This bitter taste is still layered! First it's a little astringent, then it's bitter, and then it's bitter to the extreme, it's so strong that it makes people want to vomit, and then the bitterness fades away layer by layer, strange, how can this layer of bitterness still have a trace of imperceptible sweetness? Well, this last wisp of bitterness is endless, and it's wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"
"Your Highness has a clear understanding of everything, and there is no mistake in the eyes of the law. Sun Xiu raised his head and looked at Yimo with admiration, although he was greeting him, he was also a little sincere. Being able to explain the bitter level of Acacia tea so clearly for the first time, Yimo's sense of taste is extremely sensitive.
"Is this the pain of acacia? I see!" Yi Mo pondered the multi-layered taste of Acacia Tea, and suddenly was amazed.
"How many rivers and rivers send farewell shadows, only Qin Huai is lovesick. He looked down at the Qinhuai River outside the window, and galloped with excitement for a while, "I don't know how many talented heroes and pink beauties gather and scatter on the Qinhuai River in these ten miles, and they are eclipsed." Aiqing, have you ever tasted lovesickness?"
His words couldn't help but contain a hint of presumptuous frivolity, anyway, there were only him, Sun Xiu, and the old eunuch in the Accord, and the palace guards were all guarding outside.
"With His Royal Highness's dragon and phoenix posture, if he is romantic on the Qinhuai River for a while, he will definitely provoke countless charming and moving carmine powders, and his Highness will suffer from lovesickness. Sun Xiu said jokingly.
"Oh, how coquettish, more coquettish than you?" said Imo with a smirk.
Sun Xiu was stunned when he heard this, the old eunuch turned a deaf ear, and Yimo also felt that it was inappropriate to speak, coughed, and turned his eyes to the window: "This group of restless Diao people has started to make trouble again!"
In the section of Qingxi Bridge to the east of Yujie, the flow of people gathered, and the mighty street parade began. Seven or eight Taoists from the Chongxuan Department dressed as laymen, mixed in with them, and their eyes swept around from time to time like torches. Once there is a Ranger making trouble, he will be captured on the spot.
"My lord, the people of the Daomen have been following, and it is difficult for us to interfere. A Tian Luowei in civilian clothes joined the crowd and whispered to Ning Xiaoxiang beside him, "Do we want to come hard?"
Another Tianluo Wei smiled bitterly: "The prince has given a death order, if we want to stop the parade, if you blame it......"
"The Daomen is powerful, and if we come hard, we will suffer. Ning Xiaoxiang shook his head slightly, "Wait for the opportunity slowly, don't be reluctant." Our Tianluowei only obeys His Majesty's orders, and does everything else to do. β
"My father, my hard-working father, you died so early!" A shocking cry suddenly came from the other side of the Qingxi Bridge.