"I told the king long ago that song Xijiao was a Han nationality and was not suitable to be a queen. If the king refused to listen to my advice, it would have caused such a situation today."
King Fusu sneered from his nose: "is it just me who ever thought of such a thing? Don't you want to take her for yourself
"I do think so."
Cui Tiancheng raised his hand and pressed it on his sword around his waist. He gently rubbed his thumb. Then, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Xijiao, who was loosening soil for Lagerstroemia indica flowers in the yard, and the three color tassel ribbon flying over her head.
"But I'm different from you. I want her not because of her skills, but because I want to have a good woman.
However, I will never let her be my wife. No matter how much I like her, she is bound to be only one of my many women. "
"You are really merciless. Unfortunately, your wish is doomed to be broken. Her strong character, even if she would rather die, would not marry a Fu Su man."
"She has no right to choose."
Cui Tiancheng light finish saying, directly press the stair handrail, jump directly from the attic.
King Fusu looked at his back with a chill in his eyes, but when he saw song Xijiao, he lost some sharpness and showed a warm look.
This little girl always thinks that she can handle everything well. She always feels that she has seen through all the people here. In fact, the one who is really stuck in the bureau is herself.
Cui Tiancheng seems affectionate, but his affection is a sharp weapon and poison.
A person who didn't dare to provoke him. Where did the little girl come from? She could use him to provoke herself and disturb the whole Fusu?
"King, the mage asks to see you."
At this time, a bodyguard came forward and whispered.
The king heard the bodyguard's words, and his eyes were cold for a moment. He almost forgot that Fu Su had a problem around Song Xijiao: master.
At the beginning, he had been trying to encourage him to capture song Xijiao. After he was interested in Song Xijiao, he began to panic again.
Because he is the one who wants song Xijiao most.
"Tell him to wait outside the temple, and I will go out to see him at once."
"Yes."
He would rather let song Xijiao fall into Cui Tiancheng's hands than give her to the mage.
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"The earthen kilns are not built in this way. The clay here is too loose. Even if the kilns are built, cracks will appear as long as the weather is slightly damp."
Song Xijiao sighed. The stupidity of the Fusu people was beyond her imagination. Many things, she also taught people in xianmingguan, they learned quickly.
It can't be blamed on the Fusu.
Fu Su lacked education, and even the children of rich families were few literate.
Because they don't have their own words at all. Even if they speak by themselves, they learn the tone of Han people, which is similar to that of xianmingguan people.
The letters between the king, the general and those ministers were written in Chinese characters.
But the ministers were the only ones who could understand and write these Chinese characters.
The common people and rich people are used to recording things with graphics. They have not learned new things since childhood, and their ability to accept new things will degenerate. It is inevitable that they are stupid.
"That's not right. I'll show you one more time."
Song Xijiao squatted down, picked up a few handfuls of red clay, poured water, and then slowly sprinkled red clay powder into it. Then she looked up and looked at Fu Su Ren.
"Do you understand? To adjust slowly like this, if you don't have a good proportion at the beginning, you can only do it again.
You can only make slight adjustments to the foam in the back. OK, you can do it again. "
It was not until the Fusu people succeeded again and again that she felt relieved and went to the yard to wash her hands.
At this time, a little girl ran out with her.
She went to song Xijiao's side, looked up at her head, and suddenly asked, "are you Han?"
Song Xijiao was stunned, then looked down at her and said with a smile, "yes, I'm a Han."
Hiss!
After hearing this, the little girl suddenly raised her hand and grabbed song Xijiao's face.
"Well..."
Song Xijiao suffered from pain and her eyes were scratched. She could not help humming and immediately raised her head.
But it was too late, her face has been more than four bloody holes, eyes are also red, not to stop the outflow of tears.
"You child, what are you doing?"
"My God, are you crazy?"
"Miss Song, are you ok? Go and ask the doctor to come here
As soon as the little girl was successful, even if she was caught by an adult, she also laughed happily and yelled at Song Xijiao: "all the Han people should die!You Han people killed my father and my brother. You deserve to die. I curse you all to hell
Song Xijiao's eyes hurt so much that she couldn't care what the child was saying. She just kept massaging her acupoints with ten fingers to relieve the pain.
At this time, a Fu Su peasant woman came to song Xijiao and cried, "Miss Song, please forgive her!
The child's brother and father went to the battlefield and died on the battlefield. She would hate the Han people so much. Please don't anger her. She is just a child who doesn't know anything
Song Xijiao took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and said, "she is just a child who doesn't know anything, but she knows how to revenge others."
She covered her eye and glared at the little girl with her still intact eye.
"I'll kill you!"
On hearing this, the little girl was immediately stunned, and then turned and threw herself into the peasant woman's arms, sobbing: "aunt, help me quickly, she is going to kill me! Help me! I don't want to die, I don't want to die! "
"Miss Song, you are said to be a kind girl. How can you give such a cruel hand to a child?
She doesn't know anything! I didn't tell you, she would do it to you because of her father and brother... "
"Her father and brother died on the battlefield, didn't they?"
Song Xijiao interrupted her words and took the initiative to speak the unfinished words for her.
"If she was really brave enough to avenge her brother and father, she should have stabbed me with a knife instead of grabbing me like this.
She did not dare to stab me, because she did not dare to face the consequences of stabbing me. She grabbed me, but felt that as an adult, I would not care about her as a child. Where is she ignorant? She is so sensible
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