Chapter 57 A Life The autumn wind blew the purple gauze curtains into the house, gently patting the wicker basket again and again.
The chubby hand reached into the basket, took out the yellow pear, took a bite of the pear, and took a sip of the wine.
It didn't take long for Jiang Ben's face to turn red.
Zongjun, who was keeping company not far away, couldn't help but worry.
"Mr. Jiang," he asked, "do you need some sour plum juice to relieve your hangover?"
"No need," Jiang Ben waved his hand, "I am just drunk, not drunk..."
Before he finished speaking, his head fell to the side, hit the floor with a thud, and fell asleep.
Hometown is where you feel at ease. If you are drunk and tired in your sister's house, then just sleep.
Seeing the young master of Qi falling asleep, Zongjun got up and covered him with a thin blanket, then returned to the study to sort out the bamboo slips scattered everywhere.
Yesterday, Jiang He came back from the palace and brought back Jiang Bi, the young master of Qi State.
Jiang Ben was not polite and regarded this place as his home.
He asked the cook to cook and drink, and then showed Jiang He the gifts he had He slightly stayed with him, then walked into the study and worked all night.
When the rooster crowed in the early morning, Zongjun saw that the light in the study was on. After a while, the maid said that she was walked into the study and took a look, and saw bamboo slips scattered all over the floor.
Princess Anguo likes to write when she is in a bad , Zongjun heard that she made a preemptive strike in the palace yesterday, forcing King Wei to retreat also heard that the Yong Kingdom had captured Hezhong Prefecture, making the other countries ready to take action.
In this way, King Wei may be forced to death within three days.
But I don't know what else Jiang He is worried about.
While I was packing, I suddenly heard someone calling outside.
Prince Wei Ji has arrived.
Zongjun was a little confused.
In the past, when Wei Ji came, he always walked in and regarded this place as his residence.
This time I paid more attention to etiquette.
Wei Ji walked into the hall. His eyes were red and his face was slightly tired. His steps were not as relaxed as usual. When he saw Jiang Ben sleeping on the floor, he did not react. He just knelt down and sat down.
The maid served tea, but Wei Ji did not use it. He raised his head and asked Zongjun: "Please pass the message, and tell Wei Ji that the young master of Wei State wants to see Princess An Guo."
Zongjun's expression remained unchanged, but he was slightly shocked.
It seems that His Highness forced this young master to a desperate situation, which made him even talk awkwardly.
Thinking of this, Zongjun bowed and said: "Master, wait a moment, His Highness hasn't gotten up yet."
Wei Ji sat upright and wanted to stand up in an instant, but then he hesitated and sat back down.
"Okay," he said warmly, "I am waiting. If His Highness wakes up, please let me know."
But His Highness went to rest early in the morning, and he didn't know how long he would sleep.
This sentence stuck in Zongjun's mouth. He thought about it for a moment, then stepped back and continued to sort out the bamboo slips.
Wei Ji waited for an hour.
During this hour, Jiang Ben was snoring for a quarter of an hour, and Jiang Ben turned over and kicked him for a quarter of an Ji had no choice but to move to the opposite side, and then Jiang Ben threw his boots away, landing on the tables in front of Wei Ji and spilling the tea.
He waved his boots off and heard movement behind the screen. Jiang He had arrived.
She was wearing a crimson-colored uniform, and although her cheeks were a little rosy due to the reflection, she could still see her hard work.
Jiang He frowned and glanced at Jiang Ben, who was sleeping soundly, and then smiled at Wei Ji.
"Mr. Wei," she saluted, "it's almost noon. Are you hungry? Let's eat together."
Wei Ji shook his head.
Jiang He said again: "It's a dry autumn day and the corners of your lips are peeling. Do you want to eat a pear?"
"Xiaohe." Wei Ji interrupted her chatter and raised his voice, "I'm here to beg for Brother Wang's life."
Jiang He's expression became a little stiff for a moment, and the friendly warmth in his eyes dimmed. He gently sat down next to Jiang Ben and covered him with the fallen blanket.
"A life." She muttered.
"Brother Wang, please spare my life." Wei Ji said slowly with a thin mist in his eyes, "That year, Yong State went to war with Zhao State, and the Queen of Zhao, my sister, wrote a letter asking for help. But Brother Wang Worried that the war would spread to Wei, I was unwilling to rescue him. In desperation, I stole his military talisman and went to the border, sending 30 troops to aid Zhao. Yong retreated and Zhao was saved, but the people in the court were furious and wanted to kill me. Mingzong canon punishment. At the critical moment, it was Brother Wang who endured his anger, dismissed the admonishment officials, and spared my life."
Yes, Jiang He thought in his heart, but that is also because after the defeat of Yong State, the power of Wei State increased greatly, and the king of Zhao State returned thousands of miles to pay troops to make you a Wei can no longer kill you.
Wei Ji obviously understood this. He looked at Jiang He's expression and said, "But that's not why I came to beg you."
"There is no need to say begging between you and me." Jiang He's eyes fell on the golden grain of seedlings on his clothes and he said softly.
He had said the word "beg" twice today, and Jiang He's heart tightened every time.
Wei Ji's stiff expression became warmer, and he nodded and said, "I am also a queen."
Mother?Jiang He knew that the Queen Mother of Wei loved Wei Ji more than the King of Wei.
"I am not the Queen's biological child," Wei Ji said, "Brother Wang is. My mother-in-law died shortly after giving birth to me. It was the Queen who raised me under her knees and taught me as her own child. My nickname is Queen Mother. She taught me how to behave in society, how to be respectful to His Majesty as brothers and sisters, and how to love and care for the people. I don’t want to make my mother sad.” Make my mother sad...
Jiang He stood up suddenly.
With her back to Wei Ji, her thin shoulders trembled slightly, she paused for a moment and said: "My father, the envoy of the Qi State, has been on his way to a foreign country from the beginning of my memory. If the envoy goes to the Chu State, He would sit on the right side of the carriage. If the delegation was going to the Kingdom of Zhao, he would sit on the left side of the carriage. If the delegation was going to the Kingdom of Yong in the west, he would sit next to the driver. This is not a special hobby, nor is it divination. The auspicious direction he got is because he loves to watch the sunset the most, and he will never get tired of it no matter how many times he watches it."
But now my father has lost his eyesight and can no longer see.
No, not only could he not see it, but he had also forgotten what he had seen, and he had even forgotten her as his daughter.
A string of tears fell on Jiang He's front. She did not raise her hand to wipe away the tears. Instead, she pointed to the study and said to Zongjun: "Bring the military book inside to Young Master Wei."
Wei Ji stood up, feeling distressed and guilty and said: "Xiaohe..."
Jiang He waved his hand, choked with sobs but said coldly: "I want King Wei to abdicate."
Wei Ji hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
"Okay." He said softly, "The prince is already 14 years old and can succeed to the throne. But the other four countries may give up after receiving the military documents, but Yong Kingdom..."
The Yong Kingdom did not come here for the military strategy.
If you want the Yong Kingdom to return to the west of the Yellow River, you can only rely on fighting.
But the Wei army had no food and grass.
Jiang He took a few steps forward, then finally gritted his teeth and stopped, turned around and said, "I actually forgot that half of the food in the army was bought with Mr. Wei's money."
There were still tears on her face, but her expression was already stubborn and cold.
At that time, the officials in charge of the granary of Wei State had taken the bait, but due to the previous purchases and sales, Jiang He lost a lot of gold cakes.
At the critical moment, it was Wei Ji who handed the arrowhead on his waist to Zongjun as a voucher and took the money.
"Xiaohe, that's not what I meant." Wei Ji looked a little flustered and comforted, "I mean there is no use for you to take those grains and grass, why not-" He paused, thought of words, and then said, "Sell it to the treasury."
It’s not about asking for accounts, it’s about letting you cash out.
"Zongjun," Jiang He looked at Zongjun, who was standing cautiously not far away, and ordered, "Where are those grains and grasses? Increase the price by [-]% and sell them to the Wei State Treasury." After she finished speaking, she walked away for a few steps, then stopped. "Don't forget to return what you owe Mr. Wei to him."
The hall fell silent.
Wei Ji left through the front door with the military documents, and Zongjun followed him.
Jiang Ben turned over and sat up, took off the blanket Jiang He had put on him, folded it neatly, and sighed.
"madness!"
he said fiercely.
Jiang He left through the back door, taking only two guards with him.
She wanted to go out for a walk.
It had been so long since she had been in Wei State that she had yet to take a serious stroll through the market.
My stomach is empty, but I don't want to He waited until evening before walking to the noisy tea shop and restaurant.
At this time, my legs were weak, I had been hungry for too long, and my head was dizzy.
Smelling the aroma of rice, she turned into a slightly secluded alley, found a small but clean store, and walked in.
"Hey! He's a foreigner."
As soon as the store owner opened his mouth, the guard stepped forward and stuffed a few pieces of Wei's cloth store owner kept silent and brought out a plate of snacks.
"We make mutton glutinous rice in our store. The noodles are freshly made with corn and rye. You have to wait for half an hour. I wonder if you have time." The store owner who took the money said even more enthusiastically.
"Just do it," Jiang He picked at the fried tofu fruits on the plate and said calmly, "Don't make the mutton too fat and cut it thinly. Fry a plate of peanuts and serve it with a thin layer of salt. If you have wine, you can also Warm up a pot. It's better to have some porridge. Let me rest your stomach first."
"Excuse me!" The store owner ordered him to turn around and go into the kitchen to get busy. Jiang He's guards retreated into the alley.
Sure enough, after waiting for half an hour, the noodles were ready.
The round noodles are chewy and refreshing, and the soup is warm and refreshing. Eat a few peanuts and drink a glass of wine.
After a while, she became a little drunk.
I wandered out of the small shop and almost missed the steps.
Jiang He pointed at the bricks and cursed: "Why are you so stupid? Why can't you just stay there? Why do you have to push yourself so high and make it so difficult for people to leave?"
She leaned against the wall and turned around to look around. She didn't find any guards, and she felt even more depressed.
After reluctantly walking a few steps, a voice suddenly said: "Zhuang Shi is innocent, but he offended the little girl."
Zhao Zheng, dressed in Xuanqing clothes, suddenly appeared from nowhere and supported her body.
"Let's go," his voice, without any emotion, rang in Jiang He's ears, "it's getting dark, it's time to go to bed."
(End of this chapter)