18. One King, One Minister, One Golden Vat

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I understand Huang Sang's thoughts. It's not that he is completely uninterested in Jin Wangsun.

In fact, given Jin Wangsun's background and the connection between his family and Huang Sang, Huang Sang could accept him as his son-in-law. It's just that his reputation is not very good, and he made the gods, monks and ghosts tired of him on the way to Beijing. Huang Sang knew very well that Princess Hongzhuang hated evil and was afraid that the two of them would not bite the string.

So Huang Sang wanted the winners of the imperial contest to be a touchstone to see if they could test out the true nature of King Jin. If Jin Wangsun is easily defeated by Tang Ye and others, then he is naturally delusional. If he can pass the test, Huang Sang will also consider marrying his daughter to him.

Huang Sang and I chatted for a long time, and finally followed Huang Sang back to the Golden Palace with the guards cheering in front of us.

The Queen seemed not to be interested in the matters in the palace and had already left.

The ministers looked at the emperor and me - one in front and the other in the back - with evil smiles on their faces, and they walked in one after another, looking like a cowardly emperor and slandering his ministers. Many ministers looked unhappy.

A man called Zhang Shangshu stared at me and muttered: "What kind of trick is he doing? How come he has become familiar with the emperor in just a short time?"

Another minister looked wary: "The skills of flattery are so superb, the future generations are to be feared.

There was a lot of discussion immediately.

Only the old prime minister was twirling his white beard, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at me with a look at a monster that was causing harm to the country: "I am afraid that this gentleman has a habit of Longyang, so he fulfilled the emperor's wish. A monster descended from the sky. , a monster descended from the sky!"

Let me go! Uncle, you are from a Taoist temple! Is it okay for you to talk nonsense like this in front of the civil and military officials of the court? And don’t stare at my butt! Nothing happened just now!!!

The emperor coughed, waved his hands and said, "Nothing, nothing, just discussing some private matters. As the New Year is approaching, I have some things to ask Mingqing's family to buy. You know Mingqing's family, right?"

I nodded my head: "I understand, I understand, that's fine."

The old prime minister who just muttered about Long Yang's addiction suddenly showed a knowing smile.

Sir, we have to talk after we go to court!!

After hearing this, the emperor twisted his beard and smiled, then looked at Princess Hongzhuang and nodded to her. This princess usually has a heroic appearance, but now she can't help but her face is slightly red, as if she is drunk, and she has an indescribable charming aura.

"Okay, let's stop talking and let's talk about the Jin Wangsun. I already have an idea."

Ministers - look at the emperor. This is a rapid progress today. For the past twenty days or so, I have been quarreling with each other about things that never ended. I encountered a problem today and I figured it out in less than an hour.

“Prince Xuanjin, come here.

Bai Lian sang loudly: "Please come to the palace, Master Jinyin!"

The Seven Crowns of the White King have been in Jiangnan for a long time. Because they have their own territory, it is no less than breaking the earth and making a king. Therefore, his status is so high that even the king and grandson of Xuanjin are invited to use him.

But things were strange. The first waiter didn't come, the second waiter didn't come. We stood in the hall and waited for almost three sticks of incense, but Mr. Bai's throat felt like it was smoking. Still no one came. Even the people who went to invite him didn't come back.

The emperor said impatiently: "What's going on? Who are you showing this score to, Jin Wangsun? Are you trying to slap me in the face in front of all the civil and military officials? Come and send more people."

A mouthful of toys

Before he finished speaking, someone outside called out: "Sect Master Jin is here!"

I saw a big golden rice dumpling being pushed and carried into the hall by eight or nine people. When I looked carefully, it turned out that it was not a rice dumpling, but an urn, or a gold urn. Let's take a closer look. Isn't this the iron vat used to make big potted plants in the square? The outside is painted with a layer of gold paint, and it looks magnificent. I didn't see this when I was guarding the imperial city.

But why did they bring this thing here?

I heard someone suddenly say with shame, "I, Sun Shen, King of Jin, come to see your Majesty.

The big golden rice dumpling suddenly spoke!

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I was startled and blurted out: "Emma, ​​the zongzi has become a spirit."

Bai Lian and Princess Hongzhuang couldn't help but burst into laughter. Thank you to these two beauties for coming!

But after I finished speaking, it seemed that just when the princess laughed, I only felt a cold and stern look coming towards me. It turned out that there was a person in the iron jar of rice dumplings, but only his head was exposed. Like a woodchuck hiding in the field, it stuck its head out and looked at me.

Is this the new head of the Jinyin Sect, Jin Wangsun?

I said it’s not easy for you, Lao Jin.

This man seemed to be of considerable physical stature. Coupled with the weight of the iron cylinder itself, it's no wonder that no one who went there could come back, and eight or nine people had to push it over.

I ignored his hostile gaze and looked up and down the golden rice dumpling easily.

This iron vat was used to plant plants. The opening was very narrow, only half as wide as his shoulder. So he can barely show his head. His hands and feet were all in the tank, so naturally he couldn't use them. Since he inherited the Jinyin Sect's foundation, his martial arts should be very good. But to shatter the iron cylinder with internal force alone, his father probably could barely do it. He is so young unless he uses a magic weapon. But the inside of the tank isn't very wide, so he shouldn't be able to move his hands or feet.

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Seeing him like this, the emperor's anger disappeared, and he said a little funny and a little strangely: "Wang Sun, what are you doing? How did you get into this tank?

Jin Wangsun was followed by a domestic servant, who said angrily: "I am reporting to your Majesty, my young master is because of...

"Shut up!" Jin Wangsun was in the urn but his body was disabled and his mind was strong. As soon as he drank, the slave did not dare to say anything. Jin Dazongzi continued to scold: "This is the Jinluan Hall. Who are you? Do you have the right to speak in front of the Emperor? Get out!

The slave was so obedient that he had no choice but to bow down, confess his crime to the emperor, and walk out of the hall with his waist low.

After Jin Dazongzi scolded the servant, he calmly moved his neck, the only part of his body that could move. Since the vat was not straightened for him at first, he had to twist it if he wanted to talk to the emperor face to face. I saw him twisting into a knot, with a serious face and said: "The king and grandson came in a hurry, they were tired from the boat and the carriage, and they were tired just now, so they found a place to rest.

"Oh?" The emperor squinted his eyes and couldn't understand: "You found a tank to rest?

Jin Dazongzi was very calm, still calm and composed, nodded and said: "Yes. . Comfortable."

Emma! The tank is comfortable!

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Huang Sang was shocked.

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Does anyone else like to sleep in a chamber pot?

At the same time, the red-zhuang princess showed an unprecedented expression of disgust. Princess, I can't help but sympathize with your situation. Who would have thought that your future husband would not like chairs but a vat?

Moreover, I saw the posture of the big rice dumpling brother sitting inside. It seemed that he didn't go in feet first, and then slowly sat down with his whole body. This is the tank where the butt goes in first, then the limbs. But there is a very interesting question. His shoulders can't get through, but his whole body enters the tank.

Brother, you are so capable! How on earth can you lock yourself in such a tank?

It's almost as if someone slapped you in with their inner palm.

I glanced at Su Xiao and Tang Ye, and then at Huang Sang, with a disappointed expression on my face.

I was originally waiting to see the show of snatching the consort.

Okay, this Jin Da Zongzi is making such a fuss, I think there must be some changes in this. Even if Huang Sang hesitated before, he would never marry his daughter to him now.

Otherwise——Huang Sang will have a son-in-law who is called "Golden Vat" by the whole world.

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