I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

"Side? Which side? It can't be..." Lin Jin frowned. What side can we stand on now? Isn't it just the pro-war and pro-peace sides? But now that the war has started, there is no side to stand on.

"Strive for the throne." Song Shiqiu uttered two words lightly.

Lin Jin had a complicated expression on her face. She didn't know what expression to use. She just felt it was ridiculous and funny.

"Struggle for the throne? Your Majesty has been on the throne for less than three years, and you want to fight for the throne?" Lin Jin wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. These people were thinking too far ahead.

Xia Zhengan has just ascended the throne, and he is young and strong. Even though the average life expectancy of people in this era is not long, as long as Xia Zhengan is in good health, he will definitely live for another few decades. At this time, he should assist His Majesty with all his heart.

Fight for the throne? Fight for the throne? If Your Majesty is more suspicious, he might suspect that these people want to usurp the throne.

"How old is the prince now?" Lin Jin asked with a sullen smile. It was hard to say whether the prince was five years old or not. "Your Majesty has been on the throne for almost three years and you still haven't appointed a queen?"

Otherwise, how could there be such a thing as a fight for the throne? She remembered that three years ago, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not have a Crown Princess. How come he still hasn't appointed a Queen after ascending the throne?

Song Shiqiu didn't know what she was laughing at, but he answered her question anyway: "Well, since ancient times, Daxia has always appointed sons based on virtue rather than age. Now your majesty has only two sons and four daughters, and the oldest is still in his teens. How can you appoint a crown prince?"

Whoever's child becomes the crown prince will be the queen. Without a crown prince, there will be no queen. This is the rule of Daxia. If the crown prince's biological mother dies or the queen passes away, His Majesty will not appoint another queen to protect the crown prince's status.

This is also why when Xia Zhengan was the crown prince, everyone was waiting for him to die. Some people chose to sit on the sidelines and watch, while others chose to take action openly or secretly. As long as Xia Zhengan did not die and did not make a big mistake, the position of crown prince would not be theirs.

"Okay, I see." Lin Jin nodded to show that he understood.

Two sons and four daughters, six children in total...

She glanced at Song Shiqiu furtively and suddenly felt that Song Shiqiu was so pitiful. He had been without a wife and children for so many years, and he was afraid that he would be laughed at as an old bachelor.

In this age where not having offspring is considered unfilial to ancestors, Song Shiqiu must have endured a lot of criticism. Lin Jin couldn't help but wonder whether Song Shiqiu would regret it. Filial piety in this era can directly crush a person to death.

"Sir, His Majesty seems to be a few years younger than you, right?" Lin Jin pulled his hand and looked at Song Shiqiu seriously, "He already has six children."

Song Shiqiu lowered his eyes and caught the nervousness that flashed across her eyes. A smile spread across the corners of his lips: "The previous emperor had more children, but they were all useless. They fought to the death, and only a few survived in the end."

The Song family is different from other families. Other families need to marry into aristocratic families to strengthen their foundation. His Majesty wants to marry so many women in order to maintain the imperial power. As for Song Shiqiu, he does not need to win over anyone.

"My feathers are much more valuable than the little things those people brought." Song Shiqiu wanted to reassure her that she didn't need to think too much. "Do you think I look like someone who likes children?"

Lin Jin still remembered what the system had said before: "What about your family business?"

"Hmm? Aren't those your dowry, Jin? What does it have to do with me?" Song Shiqiu raised his eyebrows. He was now penniless. "If Jin doesn't want them, then you and I can return them to Daxia a hundred years later."

Lin Jin: “…”

She seemed to have met an ancient version of DINK.

"I want to eat hot pot." Lin Jin looked at the white snowflakes and suddenly thought that eating hot pot while watching the snow might give him a different feeling. "You probably won't be used to spicy hot pot, but you can try a shabu-shabu hot pot."

Song Shiqiu never had any big objections to what she was going to do, especially since it was just some food.

The food in Daxia is mostly light, focusing on preserving the original flavor of the ingredients. They might not be used to eating hotpot, but Lin Jin rarely gets greedy, so he said he wanted to eat hotpot and started tinkering with it as soon as he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Lin Jin begged the system for a long time before borrowing the hot pot stove. A simmering hot pot was placed on the gas stove. After the soup base boiled, Lin Jin quickly put the vegetables into the pot: "I used to love hot pot, but you don't have it here."

Even if there is, there is no rich seasoning and no taste.

Song Shiqiu looked at the strange iron pot with a Tai Chi diagram on it and the various condiments on the table: "Your system really spoils you."

"Hehe." Lin Jin smiled embarrassedly. The system was helpless with her now. However, it was just a hot pot, not a big deal so it didn't make things difficult for her. The system would not give in on things that were not allowed in principle.

She picked up a piece of mutton roll for Song Shiqiu with her chopsticks and said, "Try it, although I know you will definitely say it's not very good in the end."

Song Shiqiu dipped the mutton roll in the sauce and took a bite. The taste was a bit strong and not very good. Instead, it seemed like a waste of the mutton.

He glanced at Lin Jin who was eating happily, chuckled, and said nothing more. He just quietly accompanied Lin Jin to eat hotpot.

Lin Jin sent everyone else out, leaving only her and Song Shiqiu in the room. It had been a long time since she had eaten hotpot, so Lin Jin was so focused on eating that she had no time to pay attention to Song Shiqiu. She loved spicy hotpot, but she was slightly allergic to chili peppers, so she ate hotpot while wiping her nose.

Seeing her like this, Song Shiqiu finally couldn't help laughing: "You love this so much that you keep eating it even though it makes you feel uncomfortable."

"Chili peppers are really delicious." Lin Jin snorted, "You don't understand at all. People like you who don't eat spicy food can't appreciate the beauty of chili peppers."

Lin Jin poured herself a cup of tea and gulped it down, alleviating the spicy taste in her mouth: "This is my goal in life. I can eat whatever I want and do whatever I want. My life is complete."

Song Shiqiu poured himself a glass of wine and placed it on the fire to warm it. Light white smoke floated in the winter. "Last time you asked me to find Xianglian's whereabouts. Recently there was news that Xianglian appeared in the north, but Baihe has not found him yet."

Lin Jin's hand stopped in the air while eating hot pot: "Bei Di?"

"Is he even going to get involved in the Northern Expedition?" Lin Jin had a headache. Monk Xianglian really made people wonder what to say. "Why does he seem to want to join in all the fun?"

She had no doubt that Xianglian went there because she knew there was going to be a war in the north.

This monk can't rest at all!

"Xiang Lian and Qing Wei Zi are both people who have attained the Tao. Da Xia wanted to invite them to serve as national teachers, but they both refused and wandered around without a trace. If he goes to the North, I'm afraid something is going to happen in the North."

The Qingweizi mentioned by Song Shiqiu is the leader of Taoism, but he mostly travels in the south. The difference between him and Xianglian is that no one knows how many years he has lived and he has countless disciples. The Taoists in the southern Taoist temples have to call Qingweizi "ancestor" when they see him.

"Master Xianglian told me before that four divine stars have brought down good fortune in Daxia. Do you know who they are?" Lin Jin's heart suddenly rose. Xianglian would not have run so far if it was not a big deal. Isn't Xi Lilong the one in the north now?

Could it be that something is going to happen to Xi Lilong?

Song Shiqiu was about to drink, but when he heard her ask, he put the glass down as soon as it touched his lips: "He told you?"

When Xianglian said this, besides him and the late emperor, the only person present was Qingweizi. He didn't expect that Xianglian would actually tell Lin Jin about this.

"When we were in Lingnan, he said that Daxia has four divine stars. Lin Lin and I are both people with great luck. If we can work together, Daxia will surely prosper." Lin Jin frowned. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Xianglian went to the north for Xi Lilong.

Xi Lilong was afraid that there was some danger.