Chapter 32 He is getting bolder and bolder
The sunlight is shining brightly.
The mountains at the end of the Zishui River are vast and majestic, like a devil's axe, chopping the messy cotton wool floating across the sky into pieces.
Ye Jindian was dazzled by the golden light that scattered out after the wooden box was opened. She was speechless for a moment, and her mood was like the clouds in the sky; Zhang Min seriously suspected that his subordinate had left his brain at the Prime Minister's Mansion when he went out.
He raised his eyes and winked at them, signaling them not to be too exaggerated, as everything should be excessive.
However.
Amidst the ever-changing circumstances of the battlefield, his subordinates, who had understood him without words, now seemed like blind strangers. Not only could they not understand, they completely misinterpreted his true meaning.
"Isn't five hundred kan enough?"
The guard waved his hand, ready to raise the price again. Zhang Min quickly stood up and said, "Ten strings of cash." He leaned over to block his wife's gaze, his eyes stabbing them, but his tone was clear and gentle. "Ten strings of cash and you can take the painting away. No cheating, young or old."
He quickly took down the painting, rolled it up, and handed it to the other party.
The guards, seldom seen spending the Prime Minister's money lavishly, only spent ten strings of cash. Some were not happy with the thought: "Such a fine painting, isn't ten strings of cash too much of a waste?"
Ye Jindian: “???”
Is she being materialistic? How could someone have such strange ideas and insist on giving money to others?
Zhang Min: "...that's ten strings of cash." He stuffed it into the guard's hand, his eyes sharp and his tone light. "The empire has just been stabilized, and the emperor forbids extravagance. Even the palace sends people to collect food, let alone common people like us? Debauched music is unacceptable, and casual pleasures are unacceptable. How can a humble man dare to spend thousands of gold on a painting? I hope this gentleman will understand."
Palace soldiers: "..."
Why does the Prime Minister speak like he is singing an opera?
He looked behind him in embarrassment, hoping his colleagues could give him some advice.
The colleague hesitated for a long time, unable to think of a rebuttal, and could only utter: "Sir, what you say makes sense."
Others really wanted to say something to highlight how much they appreciated the painting, and adding money was something they were willing to do, so there was no need to panic.
However, I couldn't scrape enough ink to write two strokes, so I could only nod and agree: "Well, what you said, sir, is quite reasonable."
The soldier had no choice but to give up. He counted out ten strings of money with regret, placed them on the table, and ordered his colleagues to carry away the wooden box full of money.
When he left, he was still looking at them, wanting to say something but stopping himself, then turned his head and sighed.
The disappointment is beyond words.
Zhang Min: “…”
Secret Guard: “…”
Ye Jindian watched him go with a look of awe and silently put the money away.
Soon.
Another person came and threw down ten strings of coins, pointing at the four characters "Tranquility and Far-reaching Pursuit" arrogantly, saying that the characters were good and written with vigor, and he liked them very much, so he quickly took them down.
Ye Jindian had never heard such comments before and was dumbfounded for a moment.
Zhang Min: “…”
For some reason, he missed Fu Feng and all his subordinates especially today.
Soon.
Another person came and strolled by with his hands behind his back, then turned back and stroked his hands at the five words "A harmonious family brings prosperity" and exclaimed that they were wonderful, saying that the words "jumped off the paper, vivid and lifelike."
The mandarin ducks sleeping on the sandbank were awakened by these words. They flapped their wings, waded across to the other side, and fled in a hurry.
Zhang Min: “…”
Tell them to read more, read more! Read more!!
"Husband, don't you think the people who came to buy calligraphy and paintings today are a little strange?" Ye Jindian put away the money on the table, feeling a little uneasy. "Tell me, are they setting up a trap?"
But what good does it do them to give money like this?
It was obvious that his subordinates were clueless, and Zhang Min couldn't force them to save face. He could only reveal a somewhat uneasy look: "How about we just go back after we're done selling and not linger here?"
Ye Jindian thought it over and felt that it was not a good idea, so she immediately packed up her things and decided not to set up the stall today.
"Let's just rest at home today."
Zhang Min had no objection to this matter.
As the sun grew higher, the willows on the water shone with golden light, and even under the shade of the trees it felt a little scorching hot.
It would be great if my lady would like to go home and rest.
After returning the tables and chairs and putting the calligraphy and paintings on her back, she said, "Husband, for the sake of prudent matters, let's go to the government office."
If the other party has bad intentions and wants to frame you, it is better to prepare in advance.
If she didn't go to the government office, Zhang Min was afraid that she would not be able to rest peacefully, so he had to agree. He secretly signaled to the secret guards behind her back, asking them to send a message to Luo Ying and make some preparations in advance.
If you mess up again this time, don't blame him for being rude tonight.
Luo Ying seemed to think that his subordinates were like him, and were good at gathering information and pretending to be common people. However, if he wanted to be as smooth and thorough as Fu Feng's subordinates and properly disguise himself as the sons of the Beijing playboys, he would probably never be able to do so in this lifetime.
Therefore, after learning from his mistakes, he only instructed the Shengjing magistrate to appease the two of them and not to say anything else.
The Shengjing magistrate was initially puzzled. Two mere commoners were actually being given instructions by one of the Right Prime Minister's four great generals? And he even had to personally take charge of the matter?
When he saw Zhang Min, he almost knelt down.
Didn’t they say that the Right Prime Minister was nearly stabbed to death by his wife, and after finally getting back on his feet, he was severely injured by the Liu army and fell unconscious? ! !
He met Zhang Min's warning eyes and his spine shivered.
He finally managed to calm down and let people in as if nothing had happened to write down the documents.
Ye Jindian had served in the army before, so she was not as afraid of the government office as ordinary people. However, if there was nothing important, she would not stay for long. She would finish her business, leave her name, and then leave in a hurry.
After they walked away, Shengjing Ling slumped down on the chair. Sweat stuck to his clothes and he realized that he was sweating profusely.
Damn it.
What important things has the Right Prime Minister been doing recently that he had to take two stab wounds and pretend to be seriously injured.
He shuddered violently, and suddenly felt as if there were a pair of eyes in the room, closely watching his every word and action.
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Return to the house.
Ye Jindian put down her brush, ink, paper, inkstone, and painting basket and changed back into looser clothes.
"I'll go make some medicine."
Zhang Min took the initiative to go to the kitchen, soaked the medicine in cold water, tied it with a rope, and then used a clay pot to wash the rice.
When Ye Jindian put on her clogs and walked towards the kitchen, he had already washed and cut the meat, and ran to a corner of the courtyard with a basket to pick vegetables.
"My husband, why are you so concerned about kitchen matters lately?" Ye Jindian went to get a wooden basin and scooped up some water.
She tied her sleeves with her loops and squatted with him beside the water tank to pick and wash vegetables.
Zhang Min put the washed vegetables into the rinsed basket and said, "Life is full of ups and downs. I just want to do everything with my wife. Is that not possible?"
He simply felt that life was full of trivialities and impermanence, with separations far more frequent than reunions. Official duties took up the majority of one's life, but the remaining small portion was not only divided between eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, and sleeping, but also between sudden and unexpected separations.
In fact, the time we can spend with our loved ones is very little.
But if he could light the fire, cook, pick vegetables, sew clothes, and do everything with her, he could spend more time with her.
He glanced up at her.
In the courtyard, apricots are peeking out, peaches are green, and banana trees are lush and verdant.
The willow branches brushed the rising sunlight, casting mottled light on Ye Jindian's head, sparkling and lovely, like a group of dancing goblins.
Ye Jindian's hand, which was immersed in the water, paused for a moment, and the disturbed water reflected a wave of swaying transparent light, which slipped past her eyes.
The corners of her lips curled up, and her heart seemed to be poked by something soft, suddenly itching and arousing curiosity.
"How did we meet?" She continued to pick vegetables, picked them up, and put them in the basket. Her clear peach blossom eyes looked at Zhang Min, "And why did you get married?"
Zhang Min actually didn't know where to start.
After thinking about it, I decided to talk about the past event of our reunion in Shengjing.
In fact, he had been away from home earlier, not in Shengjing. He had just finished defeating the Western Qiang people and recruiting the rebels to kill them in the autumn of last year. When he returned to receive his reward, His Majesty kept him in Shengjing and did not allow him to leave.
The day they met again was a bright and clear autumn day. He had just come out of the banquet and was looking for a quiet place to rest when a cuju ball fell from the sky and hit him in the chest.
When someone came and saw him wearing a purple robe and a golden mask, they screamed and ran away without waiting for him to return the Cuju.
He knew that people were afraid of him, and thought that no one would dare to take the Cuju from him again, so he hooked his foot and kicked the ball behind him so that they could pick it up.
Unexpectedly, a young lady appeared from the red maple leaves, holding a ball with a bell hanging on it, raised it high, and said in a loud voice, "My dear, you scared everyone away. Do you have to compensate me and play Cuju with me?"
That bold young lady was none other than Tiantian.
Zhang Min concealed his identity and told the story.
Ye Jindian watched him pour the water from the wooden basin into the vat for watering vegetables, and reached out to take the ladle to scoop water. She felt that the young lady he was talking about was indeed very similar to her usual style.
"We got married after knowing each other for only half a year?"
She is so eager for sex that she can't bear it for another year or two.
Why is she so unfamiliar with herself like this?
Zhang Min blinked his eyelashes, feeling as if something had pierced his heart and a little aggrieved.
He shook the vegetables into the wooden basin with greater force.
Ye Jindian: “…”
Oops, I think I said the wrong thing.
She moved closer to him and tilted her head to look at him: "But my husband is so good-looking and has such a gentle and kind temperament. It is indeed a bit dangerous if I don't act quickly."
Zhang Min curled his lips, put the basket down and said nothing.
"What should I do if another young lady snatches him away as her husband?" Ye Jindian moved closer and gently bumped him with her shoulder. "Where can I find another husband with such good character and appearance?"
Zhang Min tried his best to suppress his upturned lips, trying to remain calm, and quietly defended himself: "I'm not a commodity, anyone can steal it."
His belonging will only be tied to one person.
Both body and mind.
forever and ever.
She is the only one there.
"What?" Ye Jindian didn't hear clearly, so she leaned over and said, "Husband, please say it again."
Zhang Min couldn't say such cheesy words, but just looked at the rosy cheeks right at his lips, and with a sudden courage, he moved closer.
Touch and leave.
He lowered his head and fiddled with the spring vegetables in the water: "This doesn't count as a once."
Ye Jindian was stunned for a moment, feeling that her husband seemed bolder than before, no longer restrained as if he was living under someone else's roof, afraid of being kicked out at any time.
She was actually happy to see it happen, and smiled as she leaned close to his blushing ear and asked—
"How about a kiss that counts?"
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