Chapter 308 This is King Jin

"No news yet?" At Sister Hong's Inn, the middle-aged man looked a little anxious.

The subordinate shook his head: "I'm afraid all our people are gone in the Daxia Palace."

There is no time to send newcomers in, and even if they are sent in, it will take a long time for them to climb to a certain position.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes.

He spent decades building an intelligence network and laying the foundations, thinking that they would come in handy at a critical moment.

But I didn’t expect…

Will fail at the last hurdle.

Overnight, it was uprooted.

All gone...

It would be a lie to say I wasn't heartbroken.

Without these people, they were like blind men in Daxia, unable to find out any information, and were in a very passive position...

"Knock, knock, knock." Someone knocks on the door.

The middle-aged man took a vigilant look and motioned his men to open the door.

Sister Hong was standing outside the door and brought them tea.

The middle-aged man walked over and said to Sister Hong with a smile: "Honghong is still thinking about me."

Sister Hong punched him in the chest and said, "You bastard, I'll be waiting for you tonight!"

The middle-aged man coughed dryly and said with some embarrassment: "...I feel a little tired these days...Let's do it another day."

Sister Hong clicked her tongue, looked him up and down for several times, and said with a smile: "You can't refuse to admit your age!"

The middle-aged man laughed awkwardly.

The door is closed.

There was an eerie atmosphere in the room.

The men all lowered their heads, pretending they didn't hear or see anything.

The middle-aged man exhaled and asked calmly, "Any more news?"

One of his subordinates said, "I have learned that Prime Minister Jiang's wife has left the city with the second son of the family."

"Leaving the city at this time..."

The middle-aged man walked around the ground twice.

"What else did you find out?"

The subordinate said: "The emperor's recent series of actions have caused dissatisfaction among the Jiang family. I have been keeping an eye on it. The Jiang family has close contacts with other clans in the capital."

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed.

“This might be an opportunity.”

"Is it him?"

Lin San and Han Yun hid in the dark. Han Yun looked at the greasy middle-aged man flirting with Sister Hong downstairs...

Although he hadn't seen him for some years, and although the man had grown old, oily, fat, and ugly, Han Yun still recognized him at a glance.

He nodded: "It's King Jin."

The King of Jin is completely different now than he was back then.

Back then, he stood in front of Han Yun, looking down at him and his sister. Han Yun still remembers the contempt and disdain in his eyes...

It was the King of Jin who persuaded him to come to Daxia as a spy, and he also kept saying that he would let his sister live a good and stable life...

But what is the result?

Han Yun's eyes became more and more gloomy, and Lin San was worried that he would suddenly rush over and kill King Jin.

but……

Lin San was also a little excited.

The intelligence network of Chu was established by the King of Jin. Now that he has come to Daxia in person, it can be seen that he is really anxious...

This is a really big fish.

Thanks to Xiaojiu and that little majesty.

Although it's a reckless rush, there are always some unexpected gains every time.

And An Jiu, whom Lin San missed, was making dumplings for the tyrant in the kitchen.

The tyrant squatted in front of Anjiu, staring at Anjiu's hands. He thought Xiaojiu was really a magical Xiaojiu. This pair of ugly hands could make all kinds of delicious food, make him a beautiful pink bear, and comb his hair...

The tyrant's eyes were bright, and he said sincerely: "Xiao Jiu, you are really amazing."

He likes Xiaojiu very much.

An Jiu looked at him helplessly: "Your Majesty, what kind of dumplings do you like to eat?"

The tyrant thought about it and shook his head.

He seems to like to eat everything.

However, the dumplings I ate in the past were only during the Chinese New Year and other festivals. They were cold when they were delivered, and I always felt that they were not very delicious.

The one made by Xiaojiu is different, it’s steaming hot.

An Jiu smiled and said, "Then pork and cabbage and beef and carrots?"

The tyrant nodded.

Seeing that the tyrant had nothing to do, An Jiu asked him to wash his hands and join.

Smart people learn things quickly, and soon the tyrant’s dumplings looked pretty good.

An Jiu gave a thumbs up.

“That’s amazing.”

The tyrant was so pleased with himself that the curls on his head were almost flying.

The dumplings were wrapped and cooked quickly.

The tyrant eats them very quickly, one bite at a time.

An Jiu held the bowl and sat beside him, looking at him like a loving mother. The more she looked, the more she liked him. She couldn't help but touch the little curly hair on the top of his head.

So cute!!!

The tyrant looked up at her in confusion.

An Jiu smiled and said, "It's okay."

The tyrant said, "Xiao Jiu, you should eat it too. It's delicious."

An Jiu nodded.

…

The emperor woke up from the bed, An Jiu was still sleeping, and the emperor left quietly.

When we came back from court, in addition to the meals from the imperial kitchen, there were also dumplings made by An Jiu.

The emperor was surprised.

He knew that Xiaojiu worked hard, and generally speaking, even if he was greedy, he would not be willing to let Xiaojiu do it.

Took a bite, beef and carrot.

The emperor loves to eat.

After dinner, the emperor asked, "Where is Xiaojiu?"

Eunuch Li smiled and said, "Xiaojiu went back to sleep."

The emperor was still wondering if Xiaojiu had been busy all night again when he saw the message from the guy at the table.

It said that Xiaojiu made dumplings for him. He loved pork and cabbage the most, so he ate them all. As for beef and carrots, he didn't like them, so Xiaojiu gave them all to the emperor.

Finally, he said it again on purpose.

"What you eat is what I left over."

"Xiaojiu said she likes me the most."

"She treats you well because she likes me."

emperor"……"

How childish.

He crumpled the note and threw it away, then picked it up again after thinking it over and put it in the box next to him where his childhood toys were kept. There were seven or eight other pieces of paper in the box, all with big green turtles drawn on them.

Eunuch Li wanted to laugh when he saw this.

Your Majesty has the same temperament since he was a child.

As the weather gradually got hotter, Aunt Qu began to prepare summer clothes for the emperor. The Imperial Household Department also sent a lot of new clothes, so the emperor would not have enough clothes to wear even if he changed a new set every day.

An Jiu stared at the clothes, yellow, green, blue, white, and black, but there was no pink.

So An Jiu asked: "Aunt, don't you have pink ones?"

Aunt Qu looked at her strangely: "Your Majesty doesn't like it."

An Jiu "..."

Aunt Qu smiled and said, "Besides, how can Your Majesty wear pink clothes?"

She pointed at everyone and said, "Don't you see, pink is only worn by the little palace maids? How can His Majesty wear the same as us?"

An Jiu pursed her lips.

It seems that Aunt Qu doesn't know the emperor very well.

He obviously likes pink.

I dream of owning a pink dress...

"Then can we ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to make a set for us? Maybe the emperor will like it?"

Aunt Qu looked at An Jiu. An Jiu had a close relationship with the emperor, so her words should not be fabricated...

Does Your Majesty really like it?

How could His Majesty, who is so tall, serious and majestic, actually like pink?

Aunt Qu was not sure, but since Xiaojiu said so, she would just do it. It was not a big deal.

"Okay, let's try one."

An Jiu was happy.