C340 Her Majesty's Heart

As soon as this bloody summer palace coup was over, the question of the redistribution of power was raised. Pu Luhu's family had already been completely annihilated. In order to pacify Da Da Da, Zong Gan and his stepson decided to work together and promote him to the position of Prime Minister Zuo. And Jin Wushu, the person Zong Gan trusted the most, was truly given the title of Field Marshal, which meant that he was the Jinguo's number one soldier and marshal. At this moment, most of the military power was already in his hands.

The entire Jinguo agreed on a strategy around Song. As Liu Yu was not popular in Henan, and the people resented him, it was not worth it to use him against Zhao Deji. It might even lead to a deeper level of enmity between the people. On the contrary, only after the death of the Song Huizong and the death of Zhao Deji's son could the real effect be if Song Qinzong was brought back to the open seal and confronted with the southern regime. At this point, the peace talks became extremely important. Because of this, the Jinguo reached three agreements: to return the catalpa palace that belonged to the Song Huizong (known as the catalpa palace in ancient times), to return Zhao Deji's mother Wei Xian Fei, and to return the two rivers.

After the agreement was reached, the Jinguo, before meeting the envoy of the Song Kingdom, ordered Jin Wushu and Da Da to go together to the Henan Province of the lead to abolish Liu Yu's official emperor.

After Jin Wushu was promoted to Field Marshal, there had been dozens of Kikuji at home. These women were either Zong Jun and the others, his wives that he had inherited in accordance to the customs of the Jinguo, or the beautiful women that had been offered up to him in order to curry favor with the other female nobleman s. Amongst these beauties, the girl surnamed Zhang had the most outstanding looks, she was the daughter of a maid from Wei Xian Fei. She was sixteen years old, and because she was from Wu Yue's clan, she was nicknamed "Small Cisch". At the age of fourteen, she was obtained by Zong Jun. Jin Wushu was not interested in Zong Jun's hundred odd wives. Only the Small Cisch was exceptionally beautiful, young and lively, with a great deal of flair for her teeth. Even the former number one beauty of the prairie, Ye Lvguanyin, was far inferior to her. Jin Wushu was very interested in her. She had been favored for half a month and her limelight was gone for a short while.

One night, Jin Wushu summoned dozens of beautiful Kikuji for a feast. Small Cisch sat on his knees and fed him wine cup by cup. While drinking, he stroked his wine and said drunkenly, "Young Wife is beautiful, but too bad she's too young to be the mistress, and can't be the princess of the Duke of Yue's mansion …"

Small Cisch was confused, "This servant asks Fourth Prince for mercy, I do not dare to ask for anything else …"

Who asked you to be Song Nü? "Sigh, lowly Song Nü. No matter how beautiful she is, she doesn't have the qualifications to be my grand imperial concubine …"

At this time, the music became more and more urgent. In the dance floor, the woman on the tip of his foot was jumping faster and faster. His flowing sleeves covered his face with a light veil. Jin Wushu thought that it was a special Kikuji, so he took a few more glances, only to see that she was dressed in a light muslin, with a full body, exposed arms and legs, sparkling with a white light. When the song came to an end, he waved his hand at the man. "Young Wife, come over here …"

The woman walked over gracefully and bowed down: "This servant greets Fourth Prince."

Jin Wushu sat up: Take off your veil!

The woman took off her veil, had a square face, bright eyes and white teeth, and was the Ye Lvguanyin that he had once most doted on. Yeru's knelt beside his feet, a string of tears on her jade-like face. "Fourth Prince, Servant has really missed you day and night …"

Jin Wushu laughed loudly: "Good, good, very good, it's you! It's actually you! "

"It's a slave!" It's a slave! "

"Ye Lvguanyin, you actually dare to come back?"

"I only found out these few days that the person I love the most is the Fourth Prince. I miss the Fourth Prince day and night, so I did not care about my shame and came back, so I did not dare to beg the Fourth Prince for mercy. I only wanted to serve the Fourth Prince in the mansion …"

"You are willing to be a slave or a servant?"

Yeru's hugged his leg. "Servant is willing!"

He was still laughing out loud. "Good. Since it's like this, then this crown prince's feet are itchy …"

He followed Jinguo's customs and sat cross-legged on the brick bed. At this moment, he raised his foot and reached for Yeru's's mouth. He had experienced this once in his life. It was the pleasure Wang Junhua gave by licking his toes — not even just a physical pleasure, but a psychological one! The women of Song Kingdom, the women of Liaoning, the women of a defeated nation, they all crawled under his feet and licked their toes — the joy of war, the attraction of war, the pleasure of victory, were all like this!

His feet reached towards Yeru's's mouth. Originally, it was an insult, but he sneered and was about to retract his foot.

This kind of strange feeling was even more intoxicating than the most beautiful woman he had ever experienced in his life. He patted Yeru's's head as if he was patting a docile pug: "Good, good, good. This crown prince had once flattered you, almost making you into the First Wife. Alright, I shall allow you to stay.

"Yes, thank you Fourth Prince for your grace."

Jin Wushu then coldly said: "Speak, what plans do you have?"

Yeru's kneeled down and did not get up, "Servant has no requirements, please serve Fourth Prince."

Small Cisch, who was in Jin Wushu's embrace, had long since lost his patience, his black eyes staring curiously at Yeru's. Yeru's's gaze made contact with the beautiful face of the 16 year old girl, no matter how flirtatious she was, she was still a woman in her thirties. Her beauty was incomparable to Small Cisch's, and she felt so much hatred that she wanted to vomit blood, but she did not dare show it.

Jin Wushu stared at her for a few times and said nothing more. He lowered his head and kissed Small Cisch's lips before waving his hand at his.

"Yes."

She was assigned to the rough living area, where she was with the old and poor looking concubine. She took care of heavy household chores, and was basically not able to get close to Jin Wushu. However, no matter how beautiful the woman was, she could not endure the confrontation. After that, it gradually became boring and it was a pity to abandon it. He suddenly came up with a plan, which was to send Zhang Shi to the palace and offer him a joint assault.

At this moment, Joining forces was approaching puberty. He was originally a woman with big hands and feet, but his family was strong and powerful. Although he didn't like her, he couldn't just abandon her. Just as he was worrying that the imperial concubines and imperial concubines of the harem did not have a solution for her amorous affairs, he suddenly saw a beautiful harem of the Small Cisch, which could sing and dance, and also slightly understand music and poetry. It was as if he had obtained a treasure. The two of them were of similar age, and from then on, they reserved rooms for each other. But even so, because of Xiao Zhang's status as a Han Nu, he did not dare to give out rewards without restraint, and only gave a very low level palace maid a title.

He also bestowed him with the title of being the head of the imperial guard of the Three Provinces. So far, Jin Wushu had stepped onto the corpses of the tens of the most important aristocrats since the founding of Jin Quan. Step by step, he grasped the internal affairs of the Jinguo and the great military power.

After that, Jin Wushu secretly did one thing and went to see Wei Xian Fei.

To prevent the Wei Xian Fei from escaping, the Jinguo did not loosen her guard and moved her and the old soldier to a mud hut at the northern outskirts of the Shang Jing.

Jin Wushu approached the land in the dusk. In the distance, he saw a drunk old veteran soldier sitting on the porch picking his teeth and burping. Outside the door, it was an old lady carrying a cow dung.

The year Hua Rong left, when the Wei Xian Fei was pregnant and could not escape, she died of desire to stay. At the age of 40, when she was born (at that time, her lifespan was much shorter, and the woman could be considered an old woman), she gave birth to two sons consecutively.

The two children looked at him curiously when they saw that a stranger had suddenly appeared. Wechsler's looked at the tall man blankly, as he did not recognize him.

The veteran shouted, "Quickly pick them up! The firewood for the winter is not ready yet!"

She mumbled, "Yes."

Jin Wushu called out, "Empress Dowager Wei …"

The cow dung in her hands fell to the ground, panicking as she looked at this strange man. At this time, the veteran also noticed Jin Wushu and recognized his attire. He anxiously said passionately: "Fourth Prince, please come in."

Jin Wushu ran out with a silver ingot: "Go out and drink."

"Thank you, Fourth Prince."

When he left, Wei Xian Fei pulled her two sons, wary and panicked.

The setting sun shone through the white birch bark window as they walked. Wei Xian Fei hastily poured a cup of coarse milk tea for Jin Wushu as her hands trembled slightly. Jin Wushu said amiably, "Empress Dowager Wei, take a seat."

Wechsler's still stood timidly.

"Empress Dowager Wei, your son the Ninth King has ascended the throne. You have already been conferred the title of empress dowager. Do you know that?"

Wechsler's did not dare to reply.

"Now, I cannot bear to see my life ruined. I want to stop fighting and make peace with Song. Your catalpa with the Emperor Zhao has hope of returning to the Da Song … "

Emperor Zhao's catalpa? The Wechsler's did not know that her husband, the emperor, was already dead. As one of the thousands of concubinage s, her looks was only mediocre. With the help of her good sister Qiao Gui Fei, she had only been blessed by the Song Huizong in one night. She had gotten pregnant by luck and did not have much love for the Song Huizong.

Seeing their mother crying, the two children kept shaking her hand. "Mother, mother …"

Jin Wushu waited for her emotions to subside before asking, "If you go back, you can be the noble empress dowager and never have to suffer here again …"

Unexpectedly, the Wei Xian Fei shook her head and said softly, "I am not willing to go back!"

Jin Wushu thought that he had misheard and asked back, "What did you say?"

Her voice was still very low, "This servant is willing to serve my husband and two children at Da Jin. In the end, I will be older than this …"

Only now did Jin Wushu realize that it was because she had two sons of Golden Man bloodline, so he was naturally wary of Gui Song. He looked out the door at the two mixed-blood men, who were all dressed up as women, the old woman who had just left, with her tanned skin, her small, narrow eyes, and the valiant look of women.

These two were the younger brothers of the present Da Song's Son of Heaven, Zhao Deji, who was also from the same mother to father.

Jin Wushu was very pleased, but he did not express his joy, and nodded: "I understand your feelings. But, are you not thinking about the prosperity of Da Song, or your son Zhao Deji? "

In the previous half of his life, he had always relied on his only son. With the honor of the empress dowager and the life of a woman in the cow dung, how many times had she not wanted to get rid of him?