In the Jinjiang Prince's Mansion, Song Wushuan had just wiped the body of the King of Jinjiang and walked into his room with a basin in his hand. He couldn't help but vomited. The sore on the prince's back was festering and leaking pus, but Song Wushuan had to clean it every day. This was not the case for others.

In his eyes, it was natural that the prince loved him very much, but for Song Wushu, it was a lot of torture. She had to hold back every time to not spit it out, and sometimes the prince asked her to suck it with her mouth. When she thought of this

It's so bad that I can't even eat.

"Your Majesty, the eldest son of the Song family wants to see you." After Song Wushu gradually calmed down, his personal maid Zheng'er brought a cup of hot tea and said. Zheng'er naturally knew that the person coming was the princess's brother, but in this palace, he had to be called like this.

"Call him over." He is his biological brother, so he doesn't have to avoid suspicion. Even if the prince knows about it, it doesn't matter.

"Song Wumian, a young student, has met the princess." As soon as Song Wumian came in, he saluted directly.

"Brother, I'm seeing you. Please sit down. I haven't been to the palace for a few days. How can I be free today?" Although this eldest brother is very close to me, he can't run to the palace every two days. The two of them haven't seen each other for several months.

"The elder brother misses the little sister, so he came to visit and brought the little sister's favorite food." Now that the gift is over, it's time to talk about family life as a family member, Song Wumian brought up the food box.

"Zheng'er, tell the kitchen to be heated up. I'm going to have dinner with my brother later." His eldest brother Song Wusheng knew that this gesture most likely had something important to say, and he had to send Zheng'er away.

"My maid, you obey!" Zheng'er quickly carried the food box to the kitchen.

"Little sister, I heard that the prince is going to adopt a son next month. I wonder which princess will take care of him?" As soon as Zheng'er left, Song Wumian asked quickly. There was not much time and he had to get to the point as soon as possible.

"It's not like I'm a baby. I hired a husband directly. It has nothing to do with our backyard." Song Wuxuan was not interested in this and only hoped to be able to get out of the sea of ​​misery as soon as possible.

"Can my little sister tell the prince to invite the governor of Jianzhou to come here for a banquet?" Upon hearing this, Song Wumian felt that since the little sister was not under his care, there was nothing to worry about.

"It's a small matter, but is the governor of Jianzhou a member of our Song family?" The Qingyuan Army is still a part of the Southern Tang Dynasty in name. Jianzhou is nearby, so it's okay to invite him. But I didn't expect to see him for several months.

, the Song family has become promising, and the governor of the entire state has been captured. From Song Wuxuan's point of view, it is impossible for the Song family to curry favor with a governor of Jianzhou. It must be the governor who took the initiative to seek refuge with the Song family.

"Little sister, be careful, this Jianzhou governor is different from the previous ones..." Song Wumian immediately told Sun Yu how to suppress the bandits and resist Chen Hong's army, and only praised Sun Yu to the world.

Unparalleled.

"He's just a bad old man. Let me tell you, he's three points better than Zhou Yu of Soochow." Song Wushuo took a sip of tea. To be able to become the governor, he must be around forty no matter what.

"Little sister, you guessed wrong. If he is a bad old man, you have to be an old woman." With no one around, Song Wumian rarely made a joke.

"How is it possible? Brother, please don't deceive me." Even if this person is twenty years old and is named on the gold medal list and becomes the governor of a state, he will still be in his thirties. Although he is not a bad old man, he is not far off.

"Seriously, Mr. Sun has not yet won the crown this year. He is the son of the late Duke of Lu. He has gained the trust of the king and has invited important ministers of the imperial court to evaluate him..." Song Wumian immediately gave a brief introduction to Sun Yu's origins.

, this is Song Wumian's main task in Jianzhou, so he naturally inquires about it clearly.

"Why is this name so familiar? I really want to hear it." Song Wucheng originally said

I don’t know it yet, but the more I listen to it, the more familiar it becomes.

"I'm afraid my little sister has heard of his lyrics. The poem "The Case of Sapphire" was famous for a while. Recently, he also composed a poem called "Magpie Bridge Immortal". I know that my little sister likes this song, so I specially found someone to write one." Song Wumian

Spread out the rice paper in your hand, and on it is the Magpie Bridge Immortal painted by Sun Yu.

"Is it really him? If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night? It's really a good word, but it's a pity, little sister, I can't understand the artistic conception." Song Wushen already loved the Sapphire Case, but it was unexpected that he would still return it.

She wrote a poem that could rival Magpie Bridge Immortal. Unfortunately, the only man she saw every day was that rotten old man with sores on his back, and she really didn’t know what he was.

"It's absolutely true, brother, I just came back from Jianzhou." Song Wumian assured, patting his chest.

"The Song family is planning to win over this governor?" Song Wuxuan asked.

"It's not to win over, it's to take refuge." Song Wumian whispered in a low voice. Although there was no one around him, it was inevitable that there were ears across the wall.

"Do you want to die? If the prince knows, it will be over." Song Wushu was startled. Although she doesn't like the life she is living now, it doesn't mean she wants to die. She is just twenty years old this year, and she is as beautiful as a flower.

Given his age, of course he doesn't want to die. But if the Song family betrays the prince, he won't be able to die even if he wants to.

"The key is that the prince's illness may not be curable. We bribed the doctor, and I'm afraid that the prince will die soon. Now that the Chen family is aggressive, we have to find a way out. We can't really wait to cook the fish on the chopping board." Song Wumian

He whispered that once the prince dies, the palace will collapse overnight.

"Isn't there a stepson? The throne must be passed to him." The prince adopted the throne just to pass on the throne. Is it possible that there are still people who dare to rebel?

"Little sister, your thinking is too simple. The throne will never go to that stepson. Since the Anshi Rebellion in the previous dynasty, no younger son has been able to sit firmly on the throne, let alone an adoptive one." Song Wumian sneered, in this world

The situation was in turmoil, and there were many young successors who were killed, and there was no shortage of him. The Qingyuan Army would never allow a child to serve as their commander, unless he had enough foreign aid. If the child was born to his little sister, he would still be

There are some possibilities.

"Brother, what should we do?" Song Wushuo suddenly became anxious. If someone were to seek the throne, what would happen to him as the concubine of King Jinjiang?

"So, isn't the eldest brother also planning something? At present, Zhang Hansi is old and has no successor in the Qingyuan Army. Chen Hongjin is in his prime, has high prestige in the army, and is supported by the Chen family's large amount of money. He has the greatest hope.

If we want to stabilize our position, we can only seek foreign aid, and Sun Yu, the governor of Jianzhou, is a good choice. Let him come to Quanzhou this time, firstly, to take the opportunity to have more contact with him, and also to let him see this place

The prosperity of the city stirs up his ambition." In Song Wumian's view, King Jinjiang's condition may worsen at any time. Sun Yu currently does not have the strength to take over Quanzhou. After all, compared with the strength of the Qingyuan Army, the Jianzhou Army is stronger.

Much weaker. If the benefits were not big enough, Sun Yu would not take this risk.

"Brother, if we really help that person seize Quanzhou, what good can I do?" Song Wuchuan thought about it and realized that he really had no way out. He knew that Chen Hongjin was not a kind person. But if he wanted to help him with all his strength

, you have to make some promises to yourself.

"Little sister, what do you want? It's impossible to expect that adult to promise. He doesn't know about it yet, but I can make a promise to you on behalf of the Song family." Song Wumian breathed a sigh of relief, now that the little sister can carry it clearly

Regardless of the severity, if you are willing to take the initiative to help, you will be much smoother.

"Freedom, I just want to live a normal life quietly, no one should interfere with me

." This is Song Wuchuan's biggest wish. Over the years in the palace, she has also saved a lot of money and treasures. A hairpin on her head is worth no less than a thousand taels of silver.

"Okay, big brother, I promise you that once this matter is over, Biliu Villa outside the city will be given to you." Biliu Villa is the Song family's best villa outside the city. It not only has beautiful scenery around it, but also has thousands of acres of fertile land, which is enough for a lifetime.

Worry-free.

"Brother is really generous, but I don't want it. I remember that my family has a Wanghai Tower, and I want that. It's boring here. My younger sister still likes to be more lively. Brother, don't think that I will show up and spoil the family tradition." Song Wu

Chuan has long had enough of these lonely days. She likes to be lively, and the more people, the better.

"Okay, brother, I promise you." Wanghai Tower is also a relatively large property in the family, but the Song family mainly relies on the profits from sea trade. These properties are dispensable. If my younger sister likes it, there is no harm in giving it to her.

"Your Majesty, the food is ready." Zheng'er greeted her from outside before she entered, followed by two maids serving the food.

"Hurry up and serve it, brother is very hungry." The two of them came to the dining table and sat down, waiting for the maid to serve the food, and never mentioned what happened before.

"Little sister, this is the roast duck from Yingke Building in the east of the city. It's your favorite. Try it." Song Wumian picked up a duck leg and handed it to Song Wushuo's bowl.

"Brother, my little sister likes something light now, so you should eat it." Song Wushu looked at the oily duck legs and sighed. He really has no appetite recently, and he is very nauseated by this kind of greasy food.

"This..." Song Wumian glanced at his little sister with pity. How could a person who used to have sex with meat become a vegetarian? But even if he was wronged in the palace, there was nothing he could do.

Jianpu City is gradually being built, and its popularity is becoming more and more popular. People come and go on the streets every day. Compared with three months ago, it is no longer the same. Those who escaped because of banditry are returning one after another, and some big houses in the surrounding areas are no longer the same.

People, taking a fancy to the future development, began to build properties in the city.

"My lord, my lord." Xu Yi limped outside the Zhou School and shouted. Although the current Zhou School has a designated area, there are only two rooms, one is the classroom where Sun Yu teaches, and the other is for

Live in Xuezheng.

"What's the matter?" Sun Yu put down his textbooks. In addition to the four academics, there are also some scholars who listen here every day. They all hope to win Sun Yu's appreciation and get an official position. Sun Yu will not refuse anyone who comes, anyway.

I don't intend to hide them. If these people learn well, they can also go to the county school to become teachers. After all, a county school only has one correct student and there are not enough manpower.

"There are not enough houses." Xu Yi waited until Sun Yu came out and immediately complained. This house has been selling very hotly recently, mainly because the advantages of cement have been reflected. Some big families in the surrounding area have come to buy it. After all, they have seen Sun Yu

The planning is much better than living at home.

"Then hurry up and build a house. I can't go there myself. Even if I go, I can move a few bricks in a day." Sun Yu said angrily. He was torturing these scientific rookies. In future generations, these people will be the same.

You are a top student, this feeling is quite refreshing.

"There are not enough materials." Xu Yi spread his hands. The manpower was okay, but there were not enough bricks and tiles, and even wood was short. Soldiers had been arranged to go to the mountains to cut wood. But the wood could not be cut down.

To use it, you have to cook it for a while.

"Then go get it. If you need to buy something, just buy it. If you need to make it yourself, do it." Sun Yu said angrily. Either buy it or open a kiln yourself. Isn't this very simple?
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