After tasting the cake, the theme was drawn.
The maid brought a porcelain urn with eighteen pieces of paper in it. The princess said that this splendid conference will focus on "objects", and all kinds of things are possible, so that the works embroidered in this way will have artistic conception.
"Two representatives of the Shen family and the Qin family, you come first." The princess greeted.
Although it is just a simple sequence, it is enough to show their position in the princess's heart.
Wang Ke is so jealous.
Shen Wenjun and Qin Huaiyu attended happily. Shen Wenjun first took out a note with the word "month" written on it. Qin Huaiyu drew the word "plum".
Then it was Wang Ke's turn. He drew the word "lan", and Wu Shouxin drew the word "chrysanthemum".
After everyone finished drawing the theme, the banquet became normal, eating, drinking, talking and laughing, and flattering the princess.
Song Che stared at the familiar embroiderer from the Wang family the whole time. She kept her head down and didn't take a bite of the food and wine during the dinner.
It is easier for people who have no sense of existence to hide their identity.
She left the table quietly, and no one noticed.
Song Che excused himself to go to the latrine and got up to follow him.
The summer wind does not relieve people's worries, but the falling flowers move people's hearts.
The embroidered lady was walking on the Cloud View Terrace, with her frail figure and pale face, she was so weak in this passionate summer.
"girl."
Song Che strode after her and deliberately grabbed her left arm.
She groaned and subconsciously pulled her hand away, only to find that it was held tightly. She frowned and tried to pretend as if nothing had happened. She turned around and said coldly:
"Boss Song, for being such a frivolous and good-natured woman, aren't you afraid that your wives will be jealous?"
Song Che raised a sachet and handed it to her with a smile: "I just came out to the latrine and accidentally picked up this sachet. There is no one else around. I think it belongs to you, girl?"
She struggled to say no.
"But I, a grown man, have no use for this kind of thing. Since I am so destined to the girl, I will give it to you."
Song Che didn't wait for her to refuse, put his hand into her hand, and then took two steps back to prevent her from returning it if she refused.
She didn't speak, let alone refuse, and walked away quickly. After she faded out of Song Che's sight, she found a hidden wall, covered her arms and moaned in pain.
Her body trembled slightly, tears formed in the corners of her eyes, her hair was soaked with sweat, her face became paler, her expression was painful, her eyes helpless, and she sobbed softly.
"Aunt..."
When people are helpless, they always think of their mother, and she is no exception.
After the pain subsided, she waved her sleeves to wipe away the sweat and tears, trying to restore herself to her original state, but she had just turned the corner when a familiar and stalwart figure met her eyes again.
I checked my eyes and saw that I really knew someone.
"If you follow me, I'll kill you!"
She raised her fist and hit Song Che angrily.
But Song Che didn't dodge: "You obviously didn't come to kill me."
After all, the fist stopped in front of Song Che's eyes.
Her lips were bleeding from biting them, and her eyes were deep and helpless: "What exactly do you want to do to me?"
Song Che said: "I'm here to cooperate with you."
"I don't know what you're talking about." She walked around Song Che to leave.
Song Che grabbed her, but this time it was with the other hand, "You dress up as the embroiderer of the Wang family, it is not just as simple as hiding your identity. One month later, at the Splendid Conference, all the nobles in Chengdu will gather at Yunjing Terrace. Including the people you want to kill,"
He asked her: "Am I right?"
She looked at him: "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that we all have the same goal. The person you want to kill is also the person I want to kill, Chengdu Governor Ye Jian."
"You want to kill Ye Jian!"
"Shh..." Song Che touched her lips, "Be careful of trouble coming from your mouth."
"Puff puff puff!" She washed her lips with her tongue and spit out
After a few words of saliva, she couldn't believe it: "You are from Liang, why do you want to help us Miao people?"
"In my eyes, there are only good people and bad people. His eldest uncle and his second uncle are all his uncles. Liang people and Miao people are all equal people."
Song Che touched his chest and said, "I am a good person and Ye Jian is a bad person. I want to kill him to eliminate harm for the people. It is so simple and great."
"Tch...why should I trust you?"
"I saved you but didn't kill you; I know your true identity; you have no choice."
Song Che really looked at Ah Sang and slowly told:
“Once upon a time, a kind-hearted farmer found a frozen snake in the field. In order to save the snake’s life, the farmer kept it warm with his own chest. As a result, the snake came to life and bit the farmer instead.
Miss Asang, if you repay kindness with hatred like a poisonous snake, Song will be very disappointed. "
Asang lowered his head and remained silent.
Song Che turned around, walked up to the high platform, and asked: "In fact, it is easy to kill someone, but it is difficult to retreat without a body after killing someone. Miss Asang, do you agree with what I say?"
Ah Sang followed quickly and said firmly: "I'm not afraid at all! As long as I can kill that dog officer, it doesn't matter even if I pay for it with my life!"
"So your vision is too low,"
Song Che shook his head, "What you think is 'escape intact' only depends on you, but in my eyes, it is the fate of the entire Miao Territory... Ye Jian will definitely die, but if he dies in the wrong way, the result will be counterproductive. , bringing disaster to your Miao territory."
"We Miao people can't kill them all!"
"You think too highly of yourself and underestimate the Liang Dynasty too much,"
Song Che said: "The Miao Rebellion is called 'rebellion' because in the eyes of the Liang Dynasty, what you have done is nothing more than a small fight against powerful enemies like the Dijon and Hu people." It's noisy and doesn't deserve to be called a 'war' at all;
With 600,000 forbidden troops in the capital, plus various border guards, the total number of soldiers of the Liang Dynasty exceeds one million. Any elite force equipped with powerful crossbows, muskets and artillery can conquer the Miao territory;
I know you are very unconvinced at this time, but this is the fact. If you fall behind, you will be beaten, and if you are small, you will be humble. "
Asang gritted her teeth, but was unable to refute. She looked forward to Song Che: "Then how do you want to cooperate?"
"Song is a businessman. In my eyes, any cooperation must first be exchanged for corresponding chips,"
Song Che paused and said, "As long as you tell me where the gunpowder you smuggled will be used, I will help you plan to assassinate Ye Jian."
"This is absolutely impossible!" Asang blurted out without thinking.
She would refuse, predictably. Song Che said calmly: "Don't refuse in a hurry. I'm not in a hurry to ask for your answer. There's still a month left for the Fairview Conference. You can think about it slowly, but,"
He reminded: "You only have one chance. Once you miss it, you will never come again."
After that, he strode towards Jinque Pavilion. After walking some distance, he suddenly remembered something and turned back:
"Oh, by the way, don't throw away the sachet I gave you. There is a bottle of 'iodophor' and 'golden medicine' in it. Disinfect it with iodophor first, and then apply the gold medicine to bandage it. Your wound will heal very quickly. .”
Asang held the sachet in his hand, and as soon as the thought of gratitude flashed through his mind, she shook her head and dismissed it. She said "not rare" and happily put the sachet into her arms.
