Chapter 300 Autumn Rain (Continued)

Although both are autumn rain, there is still a big difference between the autumn rain in Yanjing and the autumn rain in Tokyo, at least there is a big difference in temperature.

After the meeting, the three princes left in order, and the last one was the young King of Wei of the Great Jin Dynasty, Wanyan Wushu. He waited until his two elder brothers left on horseback before walking out of the meeting hall in the middle of the Shangshutai. He first received a white fur robe from the guards under the eaves in front of the door, put it on carefully, and then put on a strange white fur hat, and finally walked down the steps slowly... This dress was not only compared with the previous two princes, but also formed a sharp contrast with the other big and strong Jurchen nobles in front of the hall, especially many people with hair like three rat tails on their heads.

It is an obvious fact that as Wuzhu ascended to the seat of supreme power, everyone began to pay attention to the Fourth Prince's old injury again. It should have been caused in the fight with the official in the south, and it seemed to have been four or five years ago.

Moreover, if nothing unexpected happens, the wound should be close to the vital point between the thighs.

There were even some vulgar people who, with some malicious intent, said that the Fourth Prince ran away with his butt sticking up that day, and was shot by Han Shizhong from behind, hitting him four or five centimeters below the navel, between the water and the land. Not only did he suffer from common external injuries such as fear of cold, heat, and rain, but he also had difficulty going to the toilet, and might have even injured his kidneys, making him incapable of sexual intercourse. This was why the Fourth Prince did not grow a beard for some time before.

However, the latter is obviously slander, because the Fourth Prince has recently started to grow a beard again. A more reasonable guess is that the Fourth Prince's injury under his thigh has gradually healed, but he fled back in a panic during the battle of Yaoshan, crossed the river on a "wooden dragon", and was soaked for too long, so he got sick again and left some other diseases that made his body weak.

But no matter what, in this place where Nianhan was beaten to death, no one dared to show disdain no matter what the Fourth Prince's appearance and attitude were, otherwise they would be really crazy.

The rain was drizzling, stopping and starting from time to time. Now that the important matters had been discussed and several princes had left, the rest of the civil and military officials, whether Jurchen or Han, also left. Only the autumn rain was falling so heavily that it was a bit chilly. Although not everyone should follow the example of the Fourth Prince and put on fur coats early, it would be good to go back early and drink some mutton soup to warm up the body.

"The Fourth Prince."

As a rarely heard name sounded behind him, Wuzhu, who was wearing a fur robe, turned around and couldn't help but smile slightly in the rain. Then he stopped his horse and looked at him. It turned out that the person behind him was Qin Hui, the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, who was riding a horse himself.

When Qin Hui came to him, Wuzhu smiled and said, "Oh, everyone else is calling me Your Highness the King of Wei, why do you insist on calling me the Fourth Prince? My nephew has become the ruler, how can I still be the prince?"

Qin Hui, whose face was stained with a few drops of rain, burst out laughing on the spot, but he held the reins and shook his head: "I understand it in my heart, but I can't change my mouth!"

"No problem." Wuzhu shook his head and smiled again. "The king won't take away my position as prime minister just for these things... Why did you come to me? I just saw your friend Hong Chengzhi went to see Xi Yin. In this weather, you learned people can get together to drink and write poetry, and then continue to learn from the words in the southern newspaper and discuss the matter of 'deepening the reform', right?"

"Is the Fourth Prince chasing me away?" Qin Hui, who was already riding side by side with Wanyan Wushu, continued to joke, but couldn't help but sigh. "In fact, if Hong Chengzhi knew that the Fourth Prince was so kind, he would have come a long time ago... But he was also in a difficult situation. Although the Great Jin was open and honest and treated the people of Qi well, Liu Yu could become a rich man, and Liu Ni and Li Qi were no longer soldiers, but they could continue to be commanders. He even entered the core as soon as he arrived, but he was still a little worried... Therefore, he couldn't even get close to his old master, Talan, who was left behind in Yanjing, and couldn't come to me. He could only go to his boss, Vice Prime Minister Xi Yin."

"Just let him do his work in peace." Wuzhu immediately raised his voice in response. "As long as you work hard, the Jin Kingdom will treat everyone equally, whether they are Jurchens, Khitans, Xi people or Han people. That's what I say!"

This was the sentence Qin Hui was waiting for, but he got it right at the beginning. Naturally, he responded quickly and prepared to find an opportunity to leave... After the coup, the situation was delicate, and Qin Huizhi was so slippery that although he had a good relationship with Wuzhu before, he did not dare to make a decision between the three princes easily, especially when there was a young, intelligent and completely sinicized legitimate king sitting on the throne.

However, the two chatted for a while and walked together in the rain for a while. When they were about to separate, the rain suddenly became heavier again... This is the trouble with autumn rain, it cannot be stopped. At most it will ease for a while and then suddenly start again. However, it is never as intense as summer rain, it is just continuous rain with a chill that penetrates the heart and lungs.

Wuzhu and Qin Hui had no choice but to stop by the roadside and ask someone to knock on the door of a restaurant on the street. They did not order any dishes, but just threw a few coins to the still nervous owner, asking him to set up a table in the storefront on the street, warm up a pot of wine, and ask the kitchen to cook some mutton soup for the servants.

As for Wuzhu and Qin Hui themselves, they just sat in the street, drinking warm wine and watching the rain.

Besides, Qin Hui originally just wanted to say a few words to Hong Ya to test the waters, and he had no intention of having a deep conversation. But now that things had come to a point, given the political relationship between the two, if he didn't say something, it would seem like they were alienated.

"The Fourth Prince."

Water was boiled on a charcoal stove and wine was poured into the water. After the shopkeeper placed the wine glasses, he quietly stepped away. Qin Hui glanced at the soldiers in the shop and found that they were all familiar faces who had followed Wuzhu for a long time. So he picked up the pot and poured the wine, then spoke.

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