Chapter 15: Bewitched by His Tenderness and Pity Bewitched by His Tenderness and Pity...
The crescent moon hangs on the branches of the trees in the distant mountains.
The pale moonlight and the orange candlelight hung on the dewdrops in the courtyard, "dripping" into the water tank in the courtyard, seeming to emit a faint sour smell.
Zhang Min pursed his lips, suppressed his anger, and forced a smile: "My wife is bright and open-minded. I wonder if you have ever had any unspeakable troubles?"
He asked this question carefully.
Ye Jindian shook her head: "Not really."
Maybe, but she has forgotten.
In her opinion, having slightly excessive thoughts about her husband was not a troublesome thing, but only a guilty conscience.
After all, her husband is "weak" and "weak", and she doesn't think about nourishing him, but instead is tempted by his beauty. It is really... inappropriate.
Especially since I had just vowed not long ago that I would treat him well and treat him like a sister.
It is really unacceptable to go back on one's word.
Zhang Min: “!!”
Why, when it comes to this matter, my wife doesn't follow what is said in the book?
She must have something on her mind, but she just doesn't want to tell him.
Who else does she want to tell...
“Ding Di——”
More dewdrops are sliding down the branches.
"My dear husband, there's no need to worry too much." Seeing his thin lips tightly pursed, Ye Jindian patted the back of his hand. "If it really doesn't work out, I'll go to the street tomorrow to see if the nearby blacksmith shop is hiring."
Although she lost three years of memory, her blacksmithing skills should not have been lost.
The world was just beginning to settle, and the wars were about to end. At this time, the magic weapons could only be supplied to the royal family. She had no way out, so she could only hold back for the time being and act according to circumstances.
Zhang Min: “!!”
My wife still wants to work as a blacksmith to support a useless and weak scholar!
His pupils were trembling, his heart was sour, his eyes were red with anger, and he was speechless.
"Click"!
A leaf fell from a branch, breaking the ripples in the water tank and blurring the moon in the tank.
"What's wrong?" Ye Jindian looked at his watery, red eyes and wiped them with a handkerchief. "My husband is so knowledgeable and talented. Even if he's frustrated for a while, it's nothing. We are all family. We should share weal and woe, right?"
I almost forgot that her husband is quite strong-willed.
Facing such setbacks, it must be very uncomfortable.
Zhang Min: "My lady, you are absolutely right."
There's nothing wrong with him, he's just envious and jealous.
With the hand hanging at one side, he pressed down slightly, and a small stone was instantly crushed into powder, which floated into the soil where the grass and trees were rooted with the wind.
*
The plan failed, and the next day Zhang Min, who was sitting in the hall, looked very unhappy.
It seemed that the document he held in his hand was not a request from the Prime Minister to repair the capital's waterway, but that enemy troops had sneaked into the capital through the waterway, but the breach had only been discovered now.
The civil servants in the mansion didn't dare to come and provoke him. They tiptoed down, put down the documents and ran away, not daring to breathe.
Luo Ying was a close guard and had no way to avoid it. He just hated that the good opportunity of pretending to be a wandering soldier fell into the hands of Fu Feng.
"Oh, right." Zhang Min finished reviewing the documents, dropped his red brush into the large porcelain washing basin, and casually instructed, "Starting tomorrow, from the first to the last hour of the afternoon, all five captains of your camp and their respective three team leaders, unless they have important matters, must gather at the house."
Luo Ying was curious: "Your Majesty, do you have any new instructions for important military matters?"
Wasn't their Prime Minister only responsible for sweeping away the wandering army in the beginning? As for other important matters, they have now become routine matters.
Zhang Min stood up, picked up the Zishui Jingzhu, and walked towards him with his hands behind his back: "I will personally supervise your studies. Tell others that you paid a high price to hire me to teach."
He patted his subordinates on the shoulder and went to the flower hall to read.
Luo Ying: “…”
My life is over.
He staggered a few steps, holding his chest as he delivered the bad news.
For a moment, deafening screams rang out above the prime minister's residence, as if a crowd of mourners were passing through the border.
The people passing by outside who were holding their breath were frightened by the sudden sound and shuddered violently, and the things in their arms fell to the ground.
He turned his head stiffly to look at the high wall next to him, and his eyes slowly raised.
Before he could even move his chin up, a drop of thick blood splashed onto the mud.
The passersby also screamed, hurriedly gathered the things together, and crawled away with pale faces.
Merchants and common people on both sides of the Zishui River heard the sound and looked out, only to see a panicked and embarrassed figure.
Oh no, something big happened in the Prime Minister’s Mansion again!
On the huge tree on the high wall, the palace soldier who was cutting down the branches that extended outside the wall wiped the blood from his nose and looked down: "Hey, who's that in blue? You dropped something."
Passersby have disappeared into the streets.
The palace soldier had no choice but to wipe his nose with the hem of his clothes, hung the axe at his waist, picked it up for him, said hello to his colleagues, and handed the thing to the left and right Wuhou palace soldiers who were patrolling the capital, asking them to take the thing back.
*
That evening, Ye Jindian heard the good news that Zhang Min had found a new job.
"I was wondering, how could no one appreciate your profound knowledge?" She reached out and helped him pick up a fried egg, placing it on the snow-white rice. "But, who are those people next door?"
She was a little curious.
The other party moved in smoothly, but the door was never opened.
Zhang Min split the only egg in half, gave her one half, and said tentatively, "It seems to be... a small leader of the guards under the Prime Minister's residence."
Ye Jindian: “!!”
Fearing she had made a mistake, she asked, "Which minister's mansion is this from?"
Zhang Min: "Right, Right Prime Minister?"
Ye Jindian clenched her chopsticks.
How could it be the soldier from the Killing God Palace!
As they are the soldiers of the Prime Minister's Mansion, shouldn't the Right Prime Minister arrange accommodation for them?
"Madam?" Zhang Min didn't dare to speak loudly, "But...what's wrong?"
He thought that his wife's memory would be restored sooner or later. Instead of hiding it completely, it would be better to let her have more contact with people in the Prime Minister's Mansion step by step.
Who knows, maybe after my lady sees clearly what kind of people they are, she will change her mind...right?
Thinking of his subordinates who were not good at anything except fighting and catching thieves, he felt a little unsure.
Ye Jindian came back to her senses and met those big black eyes.
The bright pupils were cast with shadows from eyelashes, which cut the light into pieces and created a flickering and jumping light.
She always felt that the uncertain floating light was like his uneasy heart at the moment.
"Well...there's nothing wrong." Ye Jindian subconsciously tried to comfort him, wondering, why not try to find out something himself first?
If it is too dangerous, she will persuade her husband to give up this job.
Zhang Min: “…”
The lady started to coax people again.
The water tank was just calm, but then wrinkled again by the wind.
"Really?" He twirled his fingers nervously. "I, I've already promised them that starting tomorrow, I'll teach them from 5:00 PM to 5:00 PM every day." He squinted his eyes, looked into his wife's, and said pitifully, "They pay well. With this money, even if you don't go hunting, you won't have to worry about running out of meat."
He felt uncomfortable when he saw his wife calculating every day and living a tight life.
With this excuse, I can also add some income to the family.
Death.
He was so weak that he couldn't even nourish himself, yet he was still thinking about taking care of her.
Ye Jindian's heart softened and she agreed to everything.
"Okay, let's give it a try first. If they're hard to serve, we'll quit, okay?"
Zhang Min nodded: "Okay."
*
The next day.
Before heading to the house, Zhang Min held his stick and repeatedly warned: "Are you clear about my wife's orders?"
The chief and deputy chief guards, the captain of the fifth team, and the captain of the tenth team said in unison: "Understood! We must show our gentle and helpful side. We must smile at the people and offer to help carry water and heavy objects. We must not enter people's homes without permission and must not disturb them. We must not take a single blade of grass, a single tree, or a single grain of rice from the people!"
Apart from having to laugh and carry water and things, those were their previous military rules, so how could they forget them?
"Okay." Zhang Min waved his hand, "You guys go away first, I'll go later."
Luo Ying was curious: "The academy is on the same road as the Prime Minister's residence. Isn't the Prime Minister going with them?"
It's reasonable for them to meet on the road.
"No." Zhang Min changed into the cotton round-necked robe that ordinary scholars wear, took off his crown, and replaced it with a futou. "I want to go to Zishui River to see if there are any vegetables to buy."
Since my wife is reluctant to spend money, then let him buy it back.
Luoying and others: What are you buying?
Did they... hear it wrong?
Zhang Min quickly changed his clothes, shook off his subordinates, and went home to buy some live fish and half a lamb rack.
Ye Jindian was a little surprised: "Husband, where did you get so much money?"
He must have been cheated by the vendor by buying so much meat.
Forget about fish, lamb is so expensive!
If you buy so much and can’t finish it, it won’t be fresh, and if it’s not fresh, it won’t be nutritious enough.
Zhang Min looked innocent: "My wife... didn't ask me to give you the money."
Ye Jindian took a deep breath and stretched out her hand: "Hand it over now."
Since he doesn't object to this approach, it's better to let her be in charge of the household accounts.
This will prevent him from being too soft-hearted and being forced to pay the bill by merchants who force him to buy things.
Zhang Min was in a dilemma.
There is still a piece of gold in my purse. If I hand it over, I will be exposed.
Who in an ordinary family would carry gold out like this?
He cautiously took a small step back and asked, "Can we do it tonight?"
Ye Jindian narrowed her eyes, took a half step forward, and reached out to touch the purse strap around his waist.
His fingers brushed across her hips through her thin spring shirt. Zhang Min shuddered, covering his purse with one hand and grabbing Ye Jindian's wrist with the other, his ears turning red.
He bent his waist backwards, letting the front of his clothes hang down naturally from his body, covering a little bit. "My lady, please forgive me this time and promise to hand over everything tonight, okay?"
Let him first ask someone to calculate how much money an ordinary teacher can save in three to five years.
Ye Jindian: “…”
A beauty is a beauty. The more pitiful she looks, the more shocking her beauty is.
Just like the apricot blossoms in the spring breeze and drizzle, they are shrouded in a thin mist. From a distance, they look like piled clouds with scattered pink fragrance. From a close look, they look like white jade dew in a glass cup, delicate and clear, pitiful and lovely.
In a trance, she actually had a frivolous and superficial idea - touch him, kiss him, and see how much redder his thin face could get.
"Madam..." Zhang Min tried to soften his voice, "Can you please be flexible?"
He almost knelt down on Ye Jindian's instep.
Ye Jindian's hanging fingers felt itchy unconsciously, and she wanted to lift them up and touch the rosy and moist lips.
She could hardly hear what he was mumbling.
"How can we accommodate this?"
Her answer seemed to be related to the preface, but also seemed to be unrelated.
When people are confused, they will always repeat what others say unconsciously.
The same goes for Ye Jindian.
Zhang Min noticed the subtlety in her words, and withdrew his gaze from his own figure in her eyes, and focused on those eyes with shifting emotions.
He noticed the infatuation in her eyes, his pupils shrank, and he subconsciously looked at the lips that were slightly parted, and a rather prudent idea unconsciously emerged in his mind -
It would be nice if my wife could kiss me.
He would definitely not resist and let her do whatever she wanted.
Zhang Min tightened his grip on that hand, tilted his head back, his Adam's apple rolling, and leaned forward a little closer, his pupils flickering: "Madam—"
"Um?"
Ye Jindian also lowered her head and moved closer.
The two of them breathed in and out closely, holding their breath, their eyes misty, reflecting each other's figures and faces, as well as each other's misty pupils indulging in desire.
On a high wall in spring, apricot and peach blossoms on the branches sway in the wind, and the fragrance is intertwined.
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