Volume 10 Chapter 187

Everyone applauded, but secretly whispered in their hearts, I wish I could read the full text! The king's confident and arrogant aura when writing is really good! The words written...are really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people!

Hearing the applause around him, how could Tang Yin not have the self-awareness to think that everyone was sincere, but he accepted the praise without blushing or gasping for breath, then put down his pen, raised his eyes to look at Song Ying, and asked: "What do you think, Sister Song?"

Song Ying remained expressionless, noncommittal, and said solemnly: "The civil servants will list the king's gifts and hang them in the hall."

"Haha, good, good!" Tang Yin nodded with a smile and said: "Mr. Song, I will stay in your mansion tonight. If I have any excuses, I hope Mr. Song will forgive me."

Unexpectedly, the Wind King would be so polite. Song Yinglun hurriedly bowed and saluted, saying: "That is my honor TXT download!"

Tang Yin said: "I am tired."

"Xiao Xiaoren will prepare a room for the king."

"Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Song."

"Oh, your Majesty is too kind."

As Tang Yin walked out, he raised his finger at Cheng Jin. The latter quickly came to Tang Yin's side and asked in a low voice: "What do you want your Majesty to do?"

After looking around, Tang Yin whispered: "Whether you steal or rob, in short, burn the words I just wrote."

If the thing I painted was displayed by the real Song family and hung in the lobby for public display, I am afraid that I, the monarch, would have to lose the face of the Feng Kingdom.

Hearing his words, Cheng Jin, who was so lifeless, almost laughed out loud. He nodded repeatedly and responded: "Your Majesty, please rest assured. Apart from the people present today, no other person will see him."

"Yes!" Tang Yin was always at ease when Cheng Jin was doing things.

Song Yinglun placed Tang Yin in his bedroom, while he and his wife slept in the side room. In addition, Lingshuang, Qiu Zhen and others were also placed in different residences.

In the evening, Tang Yin had a simple dinner, then took out the map and carefully studied the current situation in Surabaya.

There are still four problems before him. One is the county town of Surabaya, and the other three are the three military camps of the Mo army in Surabaya. These four points have a large number of Mo army hoards. If there is a real fight, the situation will be huge. Every field is a tough battle. With our current military strength, it is not easy to continuously conquer these four points. It can even be said to be very difficult. If the Feilong Army can be dispatched, the battle of Surabaya will become much easier. Unfortunately, Qiu Zhen has warned him repeatedly. , the Feilong Army must not be mobilized.

How can we use our existing forces to achieve the greatest victory at the lowest cost? The more Tang Yin thought about it, the more headache he got, and his eyes narrowed subconsciously.

While he was thinking hard, there was a knocking sound outside. Tang Yin said without looking back: "Come in!"

The one who pushed in was Ah San. Ah San walked up to Tang Yin and whispered: "Your Majesty, Miss Song is here to deliver tea. I wonder if your Majesty has seen her?"

At that time, there was no concept of men not being intimate with each other, but it would be a disgrace to a man's reputation for a woman who had not yet left the court to run into a man's room in the middle of the night.

Tang Yin was stunned when he heard this. He could feel that Song Ying was rejecting him. Why did she suddenly come to deliver tea?

While Tang Yin was thinking about it, Ah San said again: "My subordinates have already checked, and there is nothing wrong with Sister Song's refreshments!"

"Yes!" Tang Yin nodded and said, "Let her come in!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Ah San agreed, turned around and walked out.

Not long after, Song Ying walked in from outside, holding a small basket in her hand.

"My daughter has seen the king!" Song Ying closed the door behind her back and gave a gentle salute to Tang Yin.

Tang Yin put away the map, waved to her with a smile, and said, "It's too late for me to trouble Sister Song to deliver tea at such a late hour."

As Song Ying came in, the fragrance penetrated into Tang Yin's nose. Even without looking, Tang Yin could smell it. Song Ying brought ginseng tea.

"Your Majesty, you're welcome. I heard that Your Majesty hasn't slept yet, so I specially made some food to bring. Isn't it going to disturb Your Majesty?" A rare smile appeared on Song Ying's fair and pure face.

"No!" Tang Yin took the basket in her hand and said casually while looking through it: "I thought Miss Song hated me very much?" As he spoke, he took out a teapot and two stacks of hooks from the basket. Small snacks for people to eat.

"Why did the king say that?" Song Ying took the teapot, took out the empty cup, poured tea for him, and asked, "Did the girl show disrespect to the king just now?" No. Tang Yin was happy and said, "It's just my feeling." "As he said that, he picked up a piece of snack, smelled it, and praised: "It smells so good! What is this made of? "

"It's a five-nut cake. It contains pine nuts, peanut kernels, walnut kernels, melon seeds, and melon seeds." Song Ying's face turned red and she whispered: "It's made by a female citizen. Your Majesty, try it first!"

Tang Yin had already eaten, but the aroma of the five-nut cake in his hand was very appealing. He broke off a piece and put it in his mouth. The cake melted in his mouth, and was so sweet that it left a lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time after eating a piece, Song Ying asked slightly nervously: "What does your Majesty think of the taste?"

"Good! Good!" Tang Yin swallowed the pancake in his mouth and praised it twice. Then he looked at Song Ying in surprise and joy, and exclaimed: "It's delicious! I can't believe that Miss Song is not only a talented woman, but also has such cooking skills. I have to look at Miss Song with new eyes!"

Under Tang Yin's shining eyes, Song Ying looked shy and embarrassed, her face flushed, she lowered her head embarrassedly, and whispered: "Your Majesty, you are too kind."

"Not really!" Tang Yin waved his hand, looking at Song Ying, who was like a bud about to bloom, with interest, and said with a smile: "If possible, I really want to keep you by my side and eat the snacks you make every day!"

He didn't mean anything else by saying this, he just simply appreciated Song Ying's cooking skills.

But to Song Ying's ears, it was completely different. Her face became even redder, and it was red all the way to the root of her neck. She stammered and couldn't speak.

Seeing her shyness, Tang Yin considerately changed the subject, picked up the teacup, sniffed it and asked: "Is this also the ginseng tea you brewed?"

"Yes. In addition to ginseng, there is also deer antler, which can help the king to replenish his body, and there is also asarum, which can help the king to dispel wind and cold." Song Ying said in one breath as if offering a treasure.

Tang Yin raised his eyebrows, was stunned for a moment, then laughed with his face raised, put down the teacup, and said: "My body is very healthy, why do I need to use ginseng, deer antler, asarum and other supplements?" As he spoke, he stood up and stretched out his hand to hold Song Ying's pointed and delicate chin, so that she could look up and meet his eyes.

When talking, he didn't like to look at the top of the other person's head, but liked to see the other person's eyes, so that he could know what the other person was thinking.

"I think that the people of Mo country all hate me."

Song Ying looked confused, looking at Tang Yin who was close at hand, and her heart trembled. Tang Yin is a monarch, but he is also a very good-looking man. His facial features are firm and profound, handsome and extraordinary, his eyes are wild and unrestrained, but he does not make people feel frivolous and mean. When you get close to him, you will immediately smell the hay on him, which is very clean and pure. Song Ying thinks that is the smell of a man.

"Why does the king say that?"

"Because I led my troops to invade the Mo Kingdom!" Tang Yin said faintly.

"But that was also the king's order by the emperor..."

"What if it is not?" Tang Yin retracted his hand and said, "There must be a war between Feng and Mo, it is just a matter of time. If I don't attack Mo today, Mo will lead his troops to attack Feng tomorrow. The countries in the world are constantly in dispute. If we want to avoid war, we can only restore the unified empire at the beginning. Feng Jue Tianxia! I don't know whether Feng can kill the countries in the world, or the countries in the world can kill Feng. The king also wants to know."

It turns out that Tang Yin's "Feng Jue Tianxia" is a pun. Now Song Ying finally understood what he meant.

"I understand what the king said. The king said that if Feng Kingdom does not fight against foreign countries, it will be swallowed up by other countries!" Song Ying said.

Tang Yin put his hands behind his back and looked up and said: "At the banquet of the nobles, the existence of an upstart will never be tolerated. In this case, let's tear everything down and start over again."

Is this the ambition of King Feng? Song Ying sighed secretly. That was beyond her understanding.

Tang Yin put away the serious look on his face, suddenly stroked her cheek, and asked softly: "Will you stay tonight?!"

Song Ying was stunned at first, and then her cheeks flushed, she lowered her head and said delicately: "If the king is willing."

"Why not?" With Tang Yin's brisk voice, Song Ying suddenly felt her body lighten, and she was already horizontal in the air. She subconsciously screamed, and looked carefully. It turned out that Tang Yin had picked her up by the waist.

In Tang Yin's arms, she was as light as a feather. He walked straight to the bed, gently put Song Ying on the bed, and at the same time bent down and kissed her cherry lips.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yin came so suddenly. Song Ying opened her beautiful eyes, but before she could react, Tang Yin's fingers had already flexibly untied her belt.

"Ah... Great... King..." Cold sweat flowed down Song Ying's forehead, and she exclaimed.

"Don't be afraid! Isn't this what you want?" Tang Yin raised his head slightly, met Song Ying's panicked eyes, and said with a smile.

Although he was smiling, Song Ying felt very cold, without a trace of warmth. Soon she understood, because there was no smile in Tang Yin's eyes. In his curved tiger eyes, there was only coldness, and the sharp light of the yin made people feel terrible.

Could it be that he saw through it? Impossible... She didn't have time to think, because Tang Yin had untied her coat and began to pull her bellyband.

"Wait... wait..."

"What are you waiting for?" Tang Yin ignored her and waved his arm, and a red bellyband flew off Song Ying's delicate body.