Chapter 42 He was anxious and jealous He was anxious and jealous...
Zhang Min spent some money and got the man away.
He had no hobbies in these years. Apart from using the money to forge weapons and support his subordinates' livelihoods, almost all the money he earned was stored in the treasury, and even his sister rarely used it.
Occasionally, I would take it out and smash it, but it would be taken away by these bastards.
He looked at the people who left with smiles after getting money, his mouth twitched, and he muttered to himself, "What a success!", and went back to the kitchen to fetch water for his wife to wash.
Ye Jindian needed to wrap up the hair on the front of her head when she was working as a blacksmith. Now she tied a long braid at the back of her head, and placed a square scarf folded into a triangle on top of her head. She changed into a skirt with narrow sleeves and a tight waist and walked out of the inner room. She did not wear a loose skirt that would easily get sparks on it.
She wanted convenience, but also loved beauty, so she wrapped two light pink ribbons in her long braids, and occasionally decorated them with a few round shells that she had polished herself.
As you move, the shells sway gently, revealing different patterns and colors, with an unrestrained vitality.
The two bumped into each other head-on in the corridor.
Ye Jindian pointed to the wooden board on the water tank and said, "Just put it there, my husband. You don't need to bring it into the house."
Now that there were no guests at home and she was so familiar with him, she didn't have to hide in the room to wash.
It would save him from running back and forth every day. Zhang Min agreed and brought his own wooden basin, just like last night, and washed with her.
He looked at the blue sky and white clouds reflected on the water, the green bamboos on the eaves, and the peach branches growing across the water, and felt that washing here was indeed more enjoyable than washing inside the house.
The person in the water smiled faintly, and the smile spread with the water.
After washing her face, Ye Jindian scrubbed the cloth clean and hung it in the corner to dry.
There was a clump of thin green bamboo in the corner. When she turned around, she didn't notice and her hair was caught by the stretched bamboo branches.
She hissed softly and covered her scalp with her hand.
It hurts a little.
"My dear." Zhang Min quickly threw the towel into the water, walked over quickly, and held her head with his hand. "Be careful, don't move."
After she calmed down, he lowered the bamboo branch with one hand and freed her black hair with the other.
Ye Jindian was half-encircled in his arms. The scent of apricot blossoms that had been fumigated on her coat overnight was particularly rich, but it was not so strong that it made people want to avoid it. Instead, they wanted to get close to it and smell it carefully. How could it be so refreshing and not greasy?
The skin of the slightly raised neck is delicate, almost translucent in the sunlight, emitting a warm yellow halo, and the furry fur can be seen.
She moved her fingers, wanting to touch the Adam's apple hovering in her throat.
——It looks smooth and round, and somewhat cute.
Zhang Min was completely unaware of her wild thoughts. After rescuing her black hair from Zhuzhi's hands, he protected her head and pulled her to the corridor.
In the dim light of the first day, he lowered his head, parted his black hair, and blew gently on his scalp: "Does it hurt?"
Fortunately, there was no breakage or redness, and the injury was not serious.
Ye Jindian shook her head: "It doesn't hurt."
Zhang Min glanced at the bamboo branches that were growing sideways and said, "I'll find some ropes to tie the branches up later to prevent them from growing sideways again."
Hurt his wife.
"Don't be so busy so early in the morning." Ye Jindian held his hand, which was about to move. "Let's talk about the matter of tying up the branches another day. Let's go make some pancakes and vegetables to fill our stomachs first, okay?"
Having enough to eat is a big deal, so how could Zhang Min say anything bad about it?
He quickly poured the water he had washed his face into the wastewater tank, casually flicked the bamboo stick with his fingers, and muttered softly, "You bastard, how dare you hurt my wife?"
The bamboo branch bounced back angrily, but he quickly stopped it with his hand.
Zhang Min thought to himself, Humph, a mere bamboo stick wants to hurt him in the slightest?
As soon as I turned around, I was stunned——
Ye Jindian stood in front of the kitchen, leaning against the wall, supporting her chin and staring at his hands expressionlessly, as if she was thinking about something.
Zhang Min's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "Oh no!", could it be that he reacted too quickly and exposed his identity?
"My lady..." He lowered his eyes and collected his expression, put the basin aside, and put on the gentle and innocent look of a weak scholar, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Ye Jindian narrowed her eyes and said thoughtfully: "Husband, do you think there is such a thing? It may not be so hard, but a little soft, but not soft, but with some toughness..."
Zhang Min blushed suddenly: "My lady, haven't you already..." He was not thick-skinned enough to say "touch" or something like that, so he could only change the word, "Have you tried it?"
"Indeed, I just didn't think of it for the moment." Ye Jindian's eyes lit up a little, "Although it's not completely hard, but if it has some toughness, maybe it won't break so easily."
Zhang Min: “???”
Whatever my wife wanted to do, why did it go wrong?
She took two steps forward and held out her hand: "Let me try again to see if the toughness is better..."
Zhang Min's waist and abdomen tightened, and he took three steps back, his eyes wandering: "Are you, are you here? Is this a bit bad?"
In broad daylight, the wall is not thick. If someone were to climb over it and look out, wouldn't it be...
His ears were all red.
Seeing his red cheeks and ears, Ye Jindian felt a little puzzled, but she also felt that what he said made sense: "My husband is right. It is indeed not convenient to try here. But -" She rarely showed some obvious joy. She put her hands behind her back, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips again and again, "Thank you, my husband."
If it weren't for his unintentional action, she probably wouldn't have had a flash of inspiration and realized it so quickly.
"I won't make breakfast today. I'll go to the street to buy some pancakes and some drinks. Remember to buy some too." Ye Jindian took out some money from her purse and stuffed it into Zhang Min's palm. "I'll go there quickly and check on the toughness."
She dropped the money and ran away, her steps as light and graceful as willow branches in the February spring breeze.
The light pink skirt quickly disappeared in the mist.
Zhang Min: “???”
No, what do you mean by "take another look"? Where are you going to look, and whose are you going to look at?
He quickly chased after him.
Luo Ying and others who were waiting outside the door followed in confusion.
Zhang Min made a subtle gesture backwards, signaling them not to get too close and to stay hidden.
Luo Ying: “…”
They are clearly the visible guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but why do I suddenly feel like they are now the secret guards?
When he reached a deserted spot near the Military Equipment Bureau, he landed behind Zhang Min and spoke, "Prime Minister, what are you doing?"
He followed and looked around like a thief.
The Armoury was heavily guarded, and even though he was the Right Prime Minister, Zhang Min couldn't sneak over the wall to spy on people, lest he be discovered and unable to explain himself.
He reached out and quickly pulled the embarrassing subordinate back, throwing out a golden token: "Go in and keep an eye on my wife... Repair the crossbow. Be sure to stay close to her, not even blinking. I'm going back to change my clothes."
Luoying looked at his hurried footsteps, full of doubts, and went in with the token. He held the sword and stood by the window to watch their sister-in-law forging iron.
The owner next to her also stopped what he was doing and kept looking at her, watching her grind the charcoal ash.
Normally, when a craftsman is forging something, people should stay away, but the three of them didn't seem to have thought about it.
Those who do it are upright, and those who watch it feel justified.
When Zhang Min arrived, Ye Jindian's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat from the fire, and her face was red from the firelight, but her face was full of excitement.
She took two pieces of iron processed in different ways, pounded them into a piece of iron with strange shapes, immersed it in water, picked it up again after the smoke dissipated, and pounded it repeatedly until it turned dark red, then burned it, soaked it, and pounded it again.
By the time the small piece was formed, it was already past noon.
Ye Jindian took out the whetstone and was about to grind the edge, but suddenly she saw a man in civil and military uniforms standing by the window, with a golden mask facing her, as if... staring at her straight.
The burning gaze seemed to penetrate the gold and pierce her face.
She subconsciously stepped back, her elbow hitting the shelf behind her. Her arm went numb, and a palm-length whetstone fell down.
The whetstone made a dull "dong" sound, Ye Jindian shuddered and slowly squatted down.
Zhang Min was so frightened that his breathing stopped. Before he could react, the man had already climbed in through the window and picked up the squatting man by the waist without even looking at the grindstone on the ground.
He ordered in a deep voice: "Luoying, call the imperial physician."
Luoying held the sword and bowed: "Yes."
Suddenly, she flew into the air and fell into a warm embrace. Ye Jindian was stunned.
After hearing clearly what the other party said, she quickly came back to her senses and called out to him: "Luoying, wait--" She turned her head to look at the golden mask, her eyes vague, as if she wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.
She always felt that given the other party's status and position, he couldn't be worried about her.
Can--
No one else here seemed injured.
Zhang Min frowned beneath his golden mask, "Luoying, please call the imperial physician."
He knew his behavior was suspicious, but before her safety and health, everything else had to take a back seat.
Luoying: "...Yes."
"Wait—" Ye Jindian moved her calves, trying to struggle and jump down, "Luoying, you don't have to go. I'm not injured."
Luoying: ...Why don't you and your wife discuss it first.
Zhang Min didn't believe it, so he tightened his arms and held the person tightly in his arms, preventing her from moving.
He put her on the windowsill, half-knelt on the ground, and was about to take off her shoes to check her injuries.
The silk hand with dark silver wolf pattern gripped her calf tightly, while the other hand, with five fingers spread out, grasped the sole of her shoe, twisted it slightly and pulled it down.
The heat from the calves was imprinted on the skin through two layers of thin fabric.
She frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable, and tried to pull back her calf, but it was held down firmly, unable to move.
“!!”
He actually meant it.
Ye Jindian bent down and pressed the back of his hand, whispering, "Prime Minister, please respect yourself. Putting aside the fact that I wasn't injured and dodged the falling grindstone, even if I were injured, I should have asked a doctor to see me, not you to come in person."
Zhang Min folded his fingers and clenched them on his knees.
Seeing his knuckles turning white, Ye Jindian felt a little nervous. Fearing to offend him, she lowered her eyes and added, "Your Excellency is a noble man. This is really beneath your dignity."
Zhang Min felt sour in his heart after hearing this.
He kissed and hugged the "weak scholar" without restraint, but treated the "Right Prime Minister" with a cold and distant expression...
"Is it beneath my dignity to examine your injuries?" He couldn't help but laugh at himself. "Then this identity is too easy to lose."
Ye Jindian: "..." Why did he speak so sarcastically, as if they knew each other but she didn't recognize him.
She has been around for nearly twenty years, how could she not know that she knew a big shot who used such ruthless means.
"Forget it, it's my fault for meddling in other people's business." Zhang Min put his hand away, stood up straight, turned around and was about to leave.
Ye Jindian stopped him and said, "Prime Minister, would you mind waiting a little longer? The components of the mechanism can be replaced by simply grinding the edges. This is forged using a new method. We need to try and see if it works."
Since he is here, why bother others to run errands for him?
A gatekeeper’s life is also a life.
Zhang Min glanced sideways, his throat tightening slightly: "You told me to stay, so I'll stay?"
Luo Ying: “…”
He seemed to understand why the Prime Minister was rejected by his sister-in-law.
Tsk, what a sour temper.
A moment later.
Zhang Min's handsome face under the golden mask was tense, and he shot ten arrows in a row with an expressionless face, piercing the willow tree behind the target.
But he was a good archer and only made one hole.
Ye Jindian was surprised: "The Prime Minister's archery skills are truly unparalleled in the world."
He is indeed the God of Killing.
Zhang Min raised the corners of his lips slightly, and took out a cloth to wipe the bow: "Do you want to try again?"
Luo Ying: “…”
Tsk tsk tsk.
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