After being dressed as a demon concubine, she was pregnant with the new emperor's cub

Chapter 44

Sheng Qing pulled Wei Lin to lie on the edge of the window of the inn, looking at the two parties standing opposite each other in the lobby of the inn.

I saw that one of them had all the appearance, temperament and extraordinary clothes. Luo Qi was all over his body, and even the clothes worn by the servants behind him were made of silk and satin.

Among them, one of the two youths standing in front was dressed extremely luxuriously. He was dressed in a dazzling concubine-colored dress, coupled with all kinds of gold and gemstone accessories all over his body, which almost dazzled Sheng Qing's eyes.

Sheng Qing couldn't help sighing in his heart, did this person come from Dubai?

On the other side, it looks more plain and casual.

Several men of different shapes were wearing underwear with cuffed sleeves, and armor woven with hemp rope on the outside. There was even a man with a bare chest and breasts hanging from his waist. A big man with a bald head and a beard.

There was only one man in the group who was dressed decently. He was wearing a blue long-sleeved gown. His figure was a little thin, like a gentle scholar.

The strange costumes of the two teams and the great contrast made Sheng Qing curious, what is the relationship between the two?

"Brother, I don't think their clothes look like those of the Great Wei or people from Beijing. Do you know where they come from?"

Sheng Qing elbowed Wei Lin's chest and asked, and stretched out his hand to take out a few fried melon seeds from the cloth bag full of harvest that Wei Lin was carrying, and slowly peeled them off.

Sheng Qing didn't forget his 'brother' when he ate melon seeds, and would feed Wei Lin behind him a few melon seeds from time to time.

Wei Lin obediently accepted Sheng Qing's feeding, and couldn't help but darken his eyes when he heard Sheng Qing call his brother to look at Sheng Qing.

Since returning to the palace after leaving the palace last time, Sheng Qing never called him brother again. He couldn't help thinking, what would happen if Qingqing called him brother when he and Qingqing were happy?

Wei Lin was a little eager to try, he decided to try it when he returned to the palace tonight, after all, when Qingqing begged him to leave the palace in the morning, he said that as long as he was taken out of the palace, he would listen to everything.

Wei Lin was thinking about things here, so he didn't reply to Sheng Qing's words in time.

Sheng Qing, who was eating melons and watching the show, had no idea that Wei Lin was planning in his mind, and did not hear Wei Lin's reply, so he elbowed Wei Lin again.

Only then did Wei Lin come to his senses, and he turned his gaze to the two people in the hall who were at war with swords. After seeing the faces of those people, Wei Lin narrowed his narrow and dark eyes slightly.

He knew all these people.

"That's the second and sixth princes of Nanyue, and the people on the opposite side belong to Jingyang Village."

Wei Lin leaned against Sheng Qing and whispered in his ear.

Now it was Sheng Qing's turn to be surprised. He thought that the two teams had a difficult start, but he didn't expect that they were from Nanyue Kingdom and Jingyang Village.

"These people's footsteps are quite fast, and they rushed to the capital from the south in just a few days!"

Sheng Qing looked at Wei Lin's chest and complained in a low voice.

Even after knowing the identities of the two parties in the hall, Sheng Qing still ate the melon seeds in his hands, and ate them more vigorously. Although he didn't know what was going on behind the scenes, on the surface, the two parties were old enemies.

He wants to see what kind of trouble these two parties can create as soon as they leave the capital!

Sheng Qing ate the melon seeds quickly, but he grabbed them with his right hand and grabbed them in his left hand, but found that the little ancestor had no more melon seeds in his hand. Without Sheng Qing asking, Wei Lin immediately grabbed a handful of melon seeds and put them in Sheng Qing's hands.

Having delicious melon seeds to eat again, Sheng Qing continued to watch the play in the inn, not knowing whether it was true or not, or deliberately staged.

Looking at Sheng Qing's appearance, Wei Lin who was behind Sheng Qing couldn't help but smile dotingly. He knew that Qing Qing had guessed some clues about the two people's coming to Beijing based on the rumors in the court.

Everything from the letter from the king of Nanyue to send people to Wei was too coincidental.

The people in Jingyangzhai happened to know that Nanyue was going to seek support from Wei, and claimed to prevent the Nanyue people from coming to Beijing. In the inn, by chance, I met a Nanyue who came to Wei.

What a coincidence!

Looking at the two parties in the hall, Wei Lin couldn't help sneering in his heart, even his expression became a little colder.

But seeing that there were no melon seeds in Sheng Qing's hand, he immediately grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the small cloth pocket in his hand and added them to Sheng Qing. Feeling that his hand suddenly sank a lot, Sheng Qing looked back at Wei Lin and gave him an appreciative look .

Seeing this, Wei Lin's originally cold face immediately melted like ice and snow, from a gloomy face to a face full of tenderness.

Seeing Wei Lin's eyes full of love, Sheng Qing was very satisfied and enjoyed it, so he rewarded Wei Lin with a few melon seeds that he had already peeled.

This melon seed is the salty one that Wei people prefer, but although the melon seeds are salty, Wei Lin feels a bit sweet after eating them. These are the melon seeds that Qingqing peeled for him!

And just now when Sheng Qing reached out to feed him melon seeds, his fingertips that were like slicing onions with a little melon seed fragrance lightly stroked his lips, and Wei Lin couldn't help pursing the corners of his lips.

"You rebels who don't know how to behave! You obviously invaded our Nanyue territory on purpose, but you still say it so proudly. You people in Jingyang Village are indeed thugs born in poor mountains and rivers. You are really shameless!"

An envoy among the people from Nanyue heard that the people in Jingyangzhai proudly said that they had occupied several cities in Nanyue, so angry that he couldn't help standing up and cursing.

However, it may be because of their relationship as civil servants. The envoy scolded a lot, but there was nothing dirty about it, but every element was fully explained. Yangzhai is attacking South Vietnam.

As soon as the envoy's words came out, the common people of Wei who came to eat melons began to whisper to those around them.

There are many people who don't know about today's politics, but they have heard about Nanyue, a neighboring country in the south, and Jingyangzhai, one of the southern uprising forces.

"It's no wonder that their clothes and accents don't look like people from the capital city. It turns out that there are people from Nanyue Kingdom in the South."

"However, what are these people doing in our Great Wei capital?"

"I don't know, but from what the South Vietnamese envoy said, it seems that Jingyang Village has been harassing them in South Vietnam."

"You don't know that, Jingyangzhai is just a small local force. After our new emperor, the son of King Dingbei, ascended the throne, we didn't have the guts to continue the uprising, so we had to focus on Nanyue next to us. .”

"I heard that there is a Tiangen Mountain that stretches for thousands of miles between our Great Wei and Nanyue? How did this Jingyang Village attack Nanyue?"

"So what if there are natural dangers? Although there are natural dangers, haven't we in the Central Plains traded with South Vietnam through the rivers and rivers between the two countries since ancient times! I heard that many people in Jingyang Village were Jiang bandits. not easy!"

"Then they beat them, what are we doing here at Dawei?"

"I think Nanyue is like that. Most likely they came to ask Wei Wei for help. As for Jingyang Village, they should come to stop them."

"Then it seems that Nanyue is quite pitiful. He was doing well, but he was targeted by the rebels for no reason."

"Indeed, our Majesty Shengde may send troops to help South Vietnam."

"I hope His Majesty can help them."

……

The discussions of the people around have spread to the ears of Sheng Qing and Wei Lin. Since the Nanyue envoy spoke, most of the people have stood with Nanyue, and even hoped that Wei Lin would send troops to help.

Hearing this kind of result, Sheng Qing raised his eyebrows. This public opinion guide is good. Even if the South Vietnamese envoy travels to modern times, he probably won't lose his job. This rhythmic ability is very suitable for a marketing account!

Sheng Qing slightly turned his head to look at Wei Lin behind him, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "Brother, what should we do? Your people asked you to save Nanyue."

"If they want to go, they can put on their armor and go south. I am a wise king, and I can't cut off their legs to prevent them from going."

Wei Lin also whispered to Sheng Qing in a low voice.

After hearing Wei Lin's words, Sheng Qing couldn't help laughing, why didn't he expect the little tyrant to be so eccentric, he didn't know how to eat, and at the same time he didn't forget to praise himself as a wise king.

Seeing Sheng Qing smiling, Wei Lin's eyes also sparkled with a smile. At this time, he didn't want to pay attention to which play was being sung in the hall. Now his eyes are full of only the person in his arms.

"Do you want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

Seeing that the melon seeds in Sheng Qing's hands were almost gone, Wei Lin asked.

The cloth pocket in his hand contained a lot of snacks that Sheng Qing swept away. Seeing that Sheng Qing had been eating melon seeds, he felt that it might be a bit salty, so he proposed to let Sheng Qing eat a few bites of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"want."

Sheng Qing nodded, for these small snacks, Sheng Qing never refused.

So Wei Lin took a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and was about to feed it to Sheng Qing, when Sheng Qing snatched it away, and Sheng Qing gave Wei Lin a fierce look.

"This is outside, you are my good brother now, what do you look like when you are being fed around like this!"

"What's wrong with my good brother? Didn't Qingqing read the book yesterday as a real brother..."

Before Wei Lin could say anything, Sheng Qing blocked Wei Lin's mouth with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, and his face under the mask was flushed, both angry and ashamed.

Sheng Qing looked around and found that everyone was paying attention to the two parties in the hall, so he didn't notice their two 'brothers' who behaved very abnormally.

"You actually peeked at my script!"

Sheng Qing pointed at Wei Lin and whispered, the eyes behind the mask were still staring at the person in front of him.

"Brother is not peeping. I just want to know about my brother's daily homework, but I don't think my brother is actually watching this kind of thing. Is it possible that my brother actually wants to imitate the script and my brother..."

"do not talk."

Sheng Qing didn't want to hear Wei Lin continue to utter some explicit words. The little tyrant was addicted to role-playing, and he even made it so shameful.

Seeing Sheng Qing shrinking her head, with lovely red earlobes, Wei Lin smiled, "If my brother really wants to, he can come to see his brother at night, and he will help you..."

Wei Lin stuck to Sheng Qing's almost familiar earlobe, said hoarsely, and slightly bit the word "help you".

After listening to Wei Lin's words, Sheng Qing's entire face became familiar. If it weren't for the mask covering it, people around would have noticed the strangeness.

"You, you'd better help your neighbors get out of the dire straits."

Sheng Qing quickly brought the topic back to the dispute between South Vietnam and Jingyang Village.

Wei Lin accepted it as soon as it was good, and didn't continue to tease Sheng Qing anymore. If this made people anxious, the joy of the evening might be gone.