Chapter 62: Madam, why don’t you continue? Madam, why don’t you continue…
The pomegranate flowers are gradually burning.
The weather grew hotter day by day. The Arsenal workshop was as hot as a giant steamer, threatening to cook the craftsmen inside to death.
Almost everyone who walked from the workshop to the courtyard to cool off had a red face and dripping sweat, like red mushrooms emerging after the rain.
There's so much resentment that it's a bit poisonous.
Ye Jindian used letters to establish a relationship with Xie Ling.
After receiving the other party's clear suggestions and the accompanying drawings, she devoted herself to the research of medium-sized mechanical crossbows, which allowed her to temporarily stay away from the blacksmith's furnace and throw herself into the embrace of sawdust.
This embrace lasts for five days.
Zhang Min was a little worried when he heard that she had not returned home for five days and even the little yellow dog had to be fed by Si Niang next door.
He asked Zhang Heng, who was on leave, to go out for a walk and take a break.
"No need for your instructions. I sent someone to deliver the invitation to the Military Arsenal yesterday." Zhang Heng's face was full of joy as she put on the hairpin. "I was just about to find my sister-in-law to go to Chunxiao Tower with the princess to watch an opera and have tea."
Zhang Min pinched his dry eyes and said, "That's good."
Seeing his tired look, Zhang Heng became even more worried about him. "It seems like my sister-in-law is busy researching new weapons. Shouldn't your affairs be settled long ago? Why do you seem even busier than before?"
"Don't ask about the affairs of the court." Zhang Min tapped her head lightly with his fingers. "I'm almost done with my work."
The eldest prince of Beiwan Kingdom is not to be feared, but they are poor.
These days, they have been busy counting food supplies, soldiers and generals, and also have to free up their hands to design the Chunxiao Tower, not to mention so many things to do.
I should have had these two days off, but it has been delayed for a few more days.
Zhang Heng muttered quietly, "If you don't come home, I'm going to kidnap my sister-in-law."
Zhang Min glanced at her sideways and moved his fingers.
Zhang Heng hurried outside, slinking away faster than a cat. "I'm not going to chat with you any more. I need to go pick up my sister-in-law first. Big brother, just go and take care of your own business."
He didn't stop and ran straight to the front of the courtyard.
In a courtyard full of lush flowers and leaves.
The sun shone obliquely, casting a large area of cool shadows on the corridor.
Ye Jindian sat in the shadows drifting in the wind, holding the transcript and making corrections with a red pen. The little yellow dog lay asleep beside her thighs, its belly rising and falling.
Hearing someone approaching, the little guy turned his ears, raised his head alertly, and cried out.
She raised her eyes and looked outside the door.
Zhang Heng smiled at her and waved his arms, his thin sleeves fluttering in the golden sunlight.
Ye Jindian rubbed the little yellow dog's head and said loudly, "I'll be there soon. Please wait a moment, Madam."
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, take your time."
Anyway, she is already here, and there is no way her brother will chase her and beat her up.
Ye Jindian packed up the notes in her hand, put them back into the beech bookcase, and locked the inner door.
Before going out, she changed the water and food for the little yellow dog.
The little guy was busy eating.
Seeing that its owner seemed to be going out, it immediately dropped the food and followed her with its tail wagging, "da da da", all the way to the door.
"You can't come out."
Ye Jindian stuffed the little puppy's head that popped out from the crack of the door back in, and quickly closed and locked the door.
The little yellow dog jumped up, lay on the door, and howled heartbreakingly.
"Be good." Ye Jindian coaxed it through the door, "I'll be back soon, play for a while and take a nap."
Zhang Heng thought that this dog knew how to please his sister-in-law better than her elder brother.
It's really worrying.
"Let's go." After coaxing the little yellow dog at home, Ye Jindian turned around and smiled at her.
The gentle smile is really addictive.
Zhang Heng changed his mind and thought, let his elder brother chase his wife to hell, as long as his sister-in-law likes her, that's enough.
She happily took Ye Jindian's arm and went to Chunxiao Tower.
The Chunxiao Tower is shrouded in bright light during the day, making it less frivolous and more luxurious.
Vermilion railings and gold paint, jade steps and green screens.
In a trance, one doesn't know whether he is in the palace or in a brothel.
The damage that a century of chaos has done to the world is evident from this.
Ye Jindian sighed in her heart.
Zhang Heng was used to it and led her directly to the private room on the second floor.
She pressed her bare hands on the mica sheet and pushed it, then went straight in without any greetings, which showed that she was very familiar with the place.
"Wanwan—" She walked around the bird-inlaid jade screen and stopped in front of the couch, pulling Ye Jindian with her. "Greetings, Princess."
Ye Jindian bowed shyly: "Greetings, Princess."
She had only ever rushed up to someone and bowed to them when she was causing trouble.
Princess Kangning was already used to it, so she waved her hand lazily, "Come and sit down."
Ye Jindian hesitated for a moment and was pushed between the two men.
Two men, one on the left and one on the right, hugged her arms tightly.
Ye Jindian: “…”
She felt as frightened as a monk who had mistakenly entered a beautiful woman's boudoir.
In desperation, he had to turn his attention to the scholar not far away.
The scholar was kneeling on a blanket, concentrating on writing something, and his face could not be seen clearly.
In front of him was a low, long table, in one corner of which stood a small mahogany screen inlaid with mother-of-pearl and satin, on which was depicted a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix.
The fiery red phoenix feathers are particularly eye-catching.
Zhang Heng glanced at the scholar and asked, "You're asking him to write a book again?"
"Hmm." Princess Kangning fanned herself gently, smiling sweetly as she leaned on Ye Jindian's shoulder. "The storybooks this guy writes are particularly beautiful. Tiantian, if you have any stories you like, just let him know and he'll write them for you."
Ye Jindian had only read two storybooks, one was called "Ninety-nine Strategies to Capture the Weak Scholar" and the other was called "My Husband is a Demon Who Kills Without Blinking an Eye." She bought both with a purpose in mind and had no preference.
She only prefers books written by various craftsmen.
"Hmm..." She considered her words carefully before saying, "I don't read storybooks very often. I've only read two, so I don't have a preference."
Princess Kangning asked her curiously, "Which two?"
Ye Jindian then said.
"This first book is very similar to the 'Ninety-nine Strategies to Capture Scholars' written by this young man of mine." Princess Kangning waved to her maids and asked them to bring over the books they were reading.
Ye Jindian frowned when she saw the three large boxes being moved in.
It's really spectacular.
The maid found the book and handed it to Princess Kangning.
Princess Kangning handed it to Ye Jindian and said, "Take a look. Is this the book you've read?"
Ye Jindian took it, flipped through a few pages casually, and her eyes suddenly stopped and she began to read carefully.
"How is it?" Princess Kangning saw that she was becoming increasingly absorbed in reading, as if she had found a fellow enthusiast. She was a little excited. "Isn't the pen particularly good?"
Ye Jindian slowly closed the book: "Indeed."
Both the narrative and the writing style are very unique.
"Then take it back and read it slowly. If you want to take a look at some other books you like, take them back with you." Princess Corning warmly invited her to choose the storybooks.
Ye Jindian remained calm and picked out all the books belonging to the same person.
Princess Corning had an expression that said, "You have good taste."
Ye Jindian didn't explain, just smiled.
"Princess." The scholar looked up. "Do you have any other requests?"
As soon as he looked up, Ye Jindian recognized him.
——The shy scholar at the end of the alley.
When the other person saw her, he seemed stunned for a moment.
"I don't have this one," Princess Kangning said, "but I want you to write me another one about a spoiled princess forcing a lonely top scholar."
The scholar was stunned: "Huh?"
"What?" Princess Kangning glanced over unhappily. "A princess of a country is attracted to the number one scholar. Is that not allowed?"
The scholar shuddered and murmured, "But... a forced melon isn't sweet."
Princess Kangning snorted coldly, "Not sweet? Who said I wanted to eat a sweet melon? I just want to take a bite of this melon. If you don't like it, just throw it away."
Ye Jindian: “…”
Hmm, it seems that I smell some unusual scent again.
She silently stuffed the notebook into the cloth bag.
The scholar didn't dare to refute and lowered his head to pick up the pen.
Zhang Heng felt that sitting around chatting was pointless, so she took out a pair of mahogany mother-of-pearl playing cards and said, "Sister-in-law, let's play cards. The loser will have a note stuck on his face."
Ye Jindian: "I've never played Leaf Cards before."
"It's okay." Princess Kangning and Zhang Heng patted their chests and assured, "We play mahjong often. I'm sure we can teach you."
An hour later.
Zhang Heng and Princess Kangning, with their faces covered with paper strips, fell silent as they looked at the person opposite them who only had two long strips stuck on both sides of his cheeks.
"It's getting late." Ye Jindian looked at the setting sun outside the window, put down the cards in his hand, and said, "Why don't we..." and then dispersed.
Zhang Heng immediately responded, "Why don't we have dinner first and then go home."
Although my brother has been busy recently, I heard that he still insists on practicing his cooking skills every day.
She didn't want to go home and eat the food he cooked.
Princess Kangning did not give her a chance to refuse and asked the maid to quickly order the dishes and serve them.
Ye Jindian had no choice but to eat and drink her fill before returning home.
Before leaving, Princess Corning gave her a picture album.
Ye Jindian caught it and looked down——
Well, it’s another spring album.
She quickly closed it.
Princess Kangning covered half of her face with a silk fan and gave her an ambiguous smile: "Tiantian, you don't have to thank me."
Ye Jindian: “…”
The little yellow dog waits in the yard from dawn to dusk.
After waiting for a long time for the master to return, he felt so wronged that he had to stay close to her and sleep on her feet while she was making a fire.
Ye Jindian played with it for a while and then went to take a bath and change clothes.
After bathing, she sat by the window with her hair loose, flipping through the bookcases she had borrowed from Princess Corning.
"Strange." She spread out the pile of books and took out her two books to compare. "How could this be?"
When I looked at it, I realized that the oil candle was almost burned out.
Zhang Min climbed over the courtyard wall and saw that the candlelight was still on, so he climbed back and went through the door obediently.
The little yellow dog's ears moved and turned, and its short legs ran "thump thump".
“Ahhhh!”
Why is it this bad guy again!
When Ye Jindian heard the noise, she thought it was a thief.
She blew out the candle, grabbed a stick, and lay in ambush by the door.
Zhang Min was so busy dodging the little yellow dog that he didn't notice the candle had gone out and reached out to push the door open and walk in.
The next moment, the stick fell down wrapped in wind.
He was afraid of revealing his identity, so he didn't dare to hide. He just raised his elbows to hold his head and shouted, "Madam, it's me!"
“Shhh——”
The stick was hanging on his sleeve, touching the bulge.
"Husband?"
Ye Jindian remained alert.
She gripped the stick, which was as thick as her forearm, tightly, pulled his elbow away, and looked at his jade-white, bright apricot-shaped face in the moonlight outside the window.
"Why did you come back at this time? No, why did you come back without saying a word?" She put the stick in her hand back to its place, pulled him to sit at the table, and relit the oil lamp.
Zhang Min's ears turned red: "I don't know if my wife has fallen asleep, I'm afraid of waking you up."
"But it's too dangerous for you to do this. I could easily mistake you for a thief and break into the house." Ye Jindian leaned closer to him. "Did I hurt you just now?"
Zhang Min shook his head: "No."
Ye Jindian was worried.
She reached out and tugged at his collar: "Let me see."
Zhang Min struggled for a moment, and then his shoulders were pressed against the edge of the table, and half of his clothes were stripped off.
Ye Jindian glanced at his chest and back, continued to pull down, rolled up his sleeves, looked at his upper arms and forearms, and then looked at the other side.
No wounds.
There are not even any old scars.
His skin was like a piece of fine mutton-fat jade, glowing with a lustrous white light, delicate and smooth.
She really couldn't help herself and reached out to touch it: "How did you keep your skin so beautiful?"
Zhang Min asked, "Is it beautiful?"
If my wife likes it, then the ointment will not be applied in vain.
Ye Jindian touched his smooth arm and slid down to cover the back of his palm.
She said, “It looks good.”
After saying this, she came back to her senses.
Looking closely, I saw that the beautiful husband's robe was piled up and his back was pressed against the wooden table.
She was like a bandit, trapping people between her arms so they couldn't escape.
Ye Jindian put away her arms: "Sorry, just now..."
Before he could finish his words, he was pulled back.
The beautiful husband looked up at her and said, "My lady, why don't you continue?"
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