Chapter 62:

The next day, King Jing was much later than before.
Xiaohua will wake up now, because she wants to please Princess Jing every day, and she has become a habit.
His eyes opened, and he found that the man next to him had not yet risen. He glanced secretly, just hit his pupils, Xiaohua blushed, shrank quietly into the quilt, and buried her face in the quilt.
Although it was not very cheerful last night, it was much stronger than before. This King of Kings seemed awkward in bed, and actually followed her to learn some small movements. The second flower in the back was much more comfortable. Although it has not made much progress, it at least represents some different morals.
Perhaps it was because they felt different in their hearts. The two of them were obviously not doing it for the first time, but Xiaohua was embarrassed for no reason at this time.
King Jing sat up, and Xiaohua did not dare to delay. She put on a piece of clothes and stood up to serve him. He did not dare to lift his face from beginning to end, for fear of seeing anger in his eyes.
King Jing didn't stay for breakfast, before he left, he touched the hair of Xiaohua hanging on his chest.
Xiaohua was stunned. What does this mean?
King Jing went all the way out of the gate of the Western Academy and walked to Yanwuchang.
Since he began to practice martial arts, he has to practice morning for one hour every day for four years, but today it is too late.
Just a few steps away, Changshun trot all the way and just hit King Jing and Fushun who were approaching.
Chang Shun said a few words in Jing Wang's ear, and originally planned to go to Yanwuchang's Jing Wang. He immediately turned around and went to the front yard.
Entering a dark room in the auxiliary hall of the Mind House, there is a person waiting for King Jing.
When the man saw King Jing, he was so happy that he knelt down.
This dark room is a private place where even Fushun can't enter. King Jing rarely walks forward and gently kneels on the ground.
Su Shun was nearly forty years old and was born with a sturdy body, five big and three thick. If he is not a eunuch, no one can see it. He had been waiting for him since King Jing was only ten years old. Although his qualifications could not keep up with Fushun, he was quite old. At that time, he also followed King Jing to Jingzhou, but he barely appeared in the house.
Without him, because he has a heavy responsibility to do other things.
Luo Jing, who came to Jingzhou in his previous life, was faced with a barren enclosure and a tax that he couldn't make ends meet. The clan family often owed him a salary, which caused him the embarrassment of the King's palace even having insufficient daily expenses.
In this regard, he was patient.
In his life, he seemed to have endured, but he secretly ordered his men to engage in various profit-making businesses in Jingzhou. In addition to subsidizing the expenditure of the royal palace, the money he earned was also to stay for convenience.
After all, if you want to rewrite your own destiny, you can't do it without money.
Su Shun is the confidant, not only in charge of private business under King Jing's name, but also in secret information. Although he was born as an eunuch, Su Shun was burly and went out to put on a beard to do some dressing, but he did not reveal his own behavior.
Seeing King Jing showing doubts, Su Shun smiled and said, "The minion thought he hadn't come back in a long time, so he came back this time."
"You have worked hard."
King Jing sat down on a chair next to her and motioned to Su Shun to sit on the side.
Su Shun was away all the year round, and was not a cautious person himself. He also understood the character of this master, so he sat down politely.
"It's not hard, the slave is doing nothing for the master." Su Shun finished the polite remarks, and then said: "The outside world is much more wonderful than inside. Although the slaves are busy all day, they are full of spirit. . "
This is also true. If it was n’t due to chance, eunuchs generally spent their entire lives in the palace, but Sushun ’s life was no different from normal people, and even a little more chic, except that he was an eunuch, Sushun. Everyone outside, but everyone must call the sir.
Since the beginning of the dynasty, the money that comes quickly is nothing more than tea and salt.
Especially for salt, the court did not allow the smuggling of salt, but the situation of King Jing here is available in many places. Jingzhou was his enclosure, and the enclosure also had salt wells. Jing Wang ’s first business was to use salt as a springboard, and to sell it publicly and privately to collect a lot of funds before slowly expanding out.
A prince is a backer behind him, which is different from other private merchants. He wants money and money, soldiers and soldiers, and manpower and staff. Is surprisingly fast.
The private salt business has already been done a lot, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a day to fight for gold. The money earned is based on the money to make a lot of inns, restaurants, brothels and so on. One investment, and the other is good for collecting all kinds of news.
Of course, Su Shun did n’t just come back to look at it this time, but there was another reason for returning.
Even if Shushun is busy, he will come back and report several times every year. King Jing couldn't see that it was his business. Su Shun couldn't take the trust of his master as he deserved.
King Jing also knew Su Shun's character, and as expected, he saw a large box in the corner of the wall. He knew that there were private accounts in the past year.
Su Shun reported some important things to King Wang, and then touched a black box from behind and put it on the table.
"Your Highness, this is the surplus of this year. If there is nothing else, the minion will retire first. I haven't come back for a long time, and I talk to some old folks."
King Jing never said too sentimental words, "Stay longer, don't be too hard."
This sentence is already very rare for King Jing, and Su Shun understood the hidden concerns behind these words.
"The minions know."
King Jing waved his hand and Su Shun retreated.

Xiaohua was frightened by Jing Wang's move of touching her hair, and it took a while to react.
Can't think of how he suddenly came out like this.
It's not too early, King Jing walks in front of her feet, and Lilac pulls a small flower on her hind feet to dress her up, so as not to ask Ann to go late.
Xiaohua is wearing a light peach pink rose flower embroidery trimmed cardigan and pink horse face skirt. During this time, Lilac and Ding Lan also successively rushed to Xiaohua to bring out some beautiful clothes. No matter how luxurious it is, after all, the wife's example is displayed there, but at least no one is wearing shabby clothes.
Dressed up, Xiaohua didn't even use breakfast, so she hurried to Changchun Hospital.
Who knows it's a bit late after going there.
Several of the backyards were here today, and even Yu Jiao, who had just lifted the ban, was among them.
Xiao Hua walked into the hall, sighing in her heart, the surface was not obvious, please salute.
Sitting at the top, Princess Jing hung her teacup in her hand, as if she didn't see it. After a long bang, he raised his hand.
Xiaohua nodded her thanks again and walked to sit aside.
As soon as he sat down, Yu Jiao began to speak, "So many people just wait for one, the shelf is really big."
Yu Jiao did not name the surname, but everyone knew that it was talking about Xiaohua. Yu Jiao looked at this kind of Mrs. Hua in a jealous day before her. When she met her with peach blossom eyes containing spring water, her figure was getting better and better. She looked both charming and glamorous.
On the contrary, she was imprisoned for a month, and her heart was being tortured with resentment every day, but her face was not as good as this bitch.
Xiaohua pulled the corner of her mouth and dropped her head halfway, without looking at Yu Jiao.
Sometimes she feels that this King ’s Mansion is indeed a King ’s House, and many things are different from other places, for example, rules and regulations, but sometimes she thinks that this King ’s Mansion is actually the same as other places. Between the pet, the woman's bitter face.
But women are bitter because they are jealous. Jealousy in the heart, but throwing the mouse away, can only use words to vent. Xiaohua's last life will be more proud of others, and feel that no one is jealous is a mediocrity. In this life, she will face this. In addition to sighing in her heart, she will never do anything else on the face.
"Sister Yujiao, please don't say that. Sister Hua is coming late because of a special reason." Princess Wang Jing, who had never spoken, smiled and said, she broke a sunny thunder as soon as she spoke.
Concubine Qiao side smiled with a meaningful smile, and then said: "Your Highness was resting over the West Yard last night. It is also justifiable that Sister Hua was late."
Xiaohua glanced at the two men, and ‘Come again’ flashed in her heart, and continued to lower her eyelids.
Anyway, what she said was wrong now, it might as well not say.
Yu Jiao and Yu Rong had no news channels. When they heard this, they were shocked first and then jealous. Especially Yu Jiao's eyes were almost staring out, and she was pretty good, because jealousy added a little ugliness.
Here King Princess and Princess Qiao were stabbing with nothing, and Yu Jiao was acting as a cannon barrel to rush to the flowers one after another. Sentence is sour, but if you hear more, you can really ignore it, and the combat effectiveness is too poor.
Xiaohua didn't say anything, just holding a disregard, and when you said she couldn't hear you.
After a while, these women were very angry.
It has long been known that Mrs. Hua is a hob meat. For the first time, she realized that her skill in hob meat was so deep. In the past, there was no Yujiao in the climate. This time, it was not only Princess Jing, but even Princess Qiong, who had rarely spoken, could not hold her back. She was still like a mountain.
In such scenes that are staged many times, listeners will tire of speakers if they are not bothered. As for the hob flesh, Princess Jing was also exhausted, and she was too lazy to say anything, and waved her hands away.
"Ma'am, the slave-servant seems to be unable to sit still to see the princess." Lilac said.
Xiaohua rubbed her brow while walking back. She slept too late last night, got up too early in the morning, and was besieged by various afterwards. She had a headache.
"She can't sit still for a long time, and it's not one day today."
"But it's not as disregarding his image as today." Lilac meant something.
Everyday Mrs. came to please, Lilac was waiting in the corner, so he also saw the machine front clearly. Although the princess sometimes did too obvious, she never arrogantly directed herself against his wife, but instigated her, but today she changed her sex.
Xiaohua teased her lips sarcastically. Does Princess Jing still have an image?
After Princess Jing knew that King Jing came to her, someone on her side stared at the movement for a long time. As long as King Jing came to her once, she would be baptized the next day when she came to Zhanan.
After that banquet, Princess Jing also changed her routine and stopped giving her tea. Sometimes she was too lazy to greet her tea, but instead agitated others to attack her.
When Yu Jiao didn't lift the ban, neither Qiao Fangfei nor Yurong loved the knife delivered by Princess Jing. Today, Yu Jiao lifted the ban, and just last night, King Wang went to the Western Academy. She came a little late today and directly provoked the muzzle to point to her.
Fortunately, she saw such a situation in her life, but she would not feel at a loss. In her previous life, she directly fought back. In this life, she chose ‘inaudible’. It took a long time, but she felt that it was better to hear it than to go back and save too much.
Xiaohua glanced at Lilac. "The next tough battle is to fight. I have watched it for so long. It seems that she should stop on the bright side, then there will only be a dark place."
Lilac didn't speak, just nodded.
After returning to the West Yard, Xiaohua asked Lilac to remove her hair and change her clothes, and then went back to the bedroom and lay down on the bed.
"Madam, don't order anything and rest." Xiaohua yawned. "Let me sleep for a while."
After a hard night, I was going to be ridiculed by someone's nose early in the morning, not only tired, but also tired. Sometimes Xiaohua thinks about it, and feels that it is really hard for her to live. There is no day to live in peace.
But since this is already the case, she can only face the difficulties. Fortunately, the situation is much better than before.
As long as King Jing can continue to come to her, there will be a mousetrap over there. As for the future ...
Xiaohua thought, maybe it would be better to have a baby?
King King ...
Thinking of King Jing last night, Xiaohua couldn't help but blush again.