MTL - Lord Seventh-Chapter 40 Emperor's Spring Solstice

Chapter 40 The Spring Solstice of the Imperial Capital

The spring of the imperial capital is quietly emitting a little breath. The bitter cold is still there, but there is a faint faint thing. The spring is cold and the cold is warm at first, like a temptation to advance and retreat.

Jing Qi came out of the Golden Palace, and his face became numb, and he went back to his house.

He secretly reckoned that he did pass some time ago. He said nothing in recent years. Most of the people in the court only regarded him as a wealthy idler, but started with Jiang Zheng inciting the incident, or acted in an open or secret way. Small, this time the matter between Guangdong and Guangxi, the caring person is more like a mirror.

If it does not sing, it will be an astonishing statement. It is about King Chu. If it falls on his own head, it will be awful.

The rapids had to retreat, Jing Qiping retired, and sat alone in the study for a while, unconsciously holding the emerald ring around his neck that Wuxi gave him in his hand and playing with it. It's probably time to exit. It's actually Helen's family in this world. There are some things that can help the situation. Follow them on stage to sing and perform.

He suddenly said, "What about peace? Peace!"

There was a sound outside, and the door came in safely: "Master."

Jing Qi thought for a while and said, "When the prince was married, I wasn't in Beijing and I didn't attend. He was always kind with him. I haven't taken care of us all these years, so I don't think it would be appropriate after all.

After a moment of peace, he immediately understood the voice outside his string, and then his face collapsed: "Master, even if you are not in Beijing, this major event does not say that we do not give people a reason to do it, His Royal Highness’ wedding ceremony has long been given away. Go up, and let you see it when you are ready ... Besides, you can go to the East Palace to show your sincerity. "

Jing Qi held him amused and deliberately teased him, "Go in person, if you have empty hands, wouldn't you let people say that the king is not sincere?"

Ping'an was busy and said, "Why is there no sincerity? What is better than the master and you have the intention to come in?"

Jing Qishun said: "I still have this self-knowledge, not so valuable."

Looking back at Ping An's tangled big pie face, he was also tangled in his heart. He reached out and poked hard in his eyebrows, cursing: "Are we going to not open the palace? But give some gifts to the prince, many people are not surprised , Your face is as if you are going to take the coffin board as a slapstick, and you do n’t talk nonsense about what to do. "

There are not many people in Wangfu. Jing Qisheng lives in a noble family. It is not necessary to say daily expenses, but it is not luxurious. Most of them are according to the rules. Although it is fun and enjoyable, it is also sometimes not good. Not too much. Most of the expenses of the palace were spent on entertainment.

Ping'an felt distressed, who did n’t know who earned the money and saved it, but had no choice but to go out wistfully.

No night that day, Jing Qi personally went to the East Palace.

It should be said that the person who has just become a relative should be radiant. I do n’t know why, His Royal Highness has been stunned a lot. It seems like he just wandered around after he had just returned to Beijing and hadn't had time to drink. The man was still tired. Only when he saw him did he have a slight glory on his face. He pulled him over and looked at it for a long while, and then sighed lowly, "You can reduce it."

Before Jing Qi talked, he said to the left and right: "Go and see if the stewed medicated diet is ready, and ask someone to bring a bowl to Wang Ye."

Jing Qi repeatedly waved his hand: "Don't be busy, I can't eat that taste."

Hellendar ignored his protest completely, ignored it, and only asked in a voice: "How can things go smoothly? I heard that there was snow this year and it's frozen forever?" His eyes were sharp, and he was holding his hand on his wrist. I don't know if I forgot or was emotional, I forgot to let go.

Jing Qi gave a slight cough, took a half step back, made a clever move, and drew his hands out, pretending not to care about the authentic: "So what is there, Liao Zhendong treats me deliciously and deliciously, afraid that I will freeze, I have specially supported the shed for several miles to wait for me, and the days are more comfortable than in Beijing. "

Just for a moment, he suddenly felt that there was something hidden in the look like Hellendar, but he did not want to delve deeper.

Once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the rope for ten years, and sometimes he was terribly painful, and then he became scared. After thinking about it for a while, he felt frightened and anxious to stay away from him.

It is said that there is a kind of animal in Panbang, named Elephant, with long nose and huge strength. If he was locked on a wooden post when he was a child, he would be restrained and grown up. After many years, it would be his ability to pull up a tree of embrace. But he couldn't get rid of this little stake.

Jing Qi knew in his heart that he couldn't reach his instinct, because sometimes Helen was his stake.

Herlian's face faded, and he let go of him, sitting down, as if nothing had happened, sipped his tea, and said, "I heard you came back today and returned to the Father, why? Don't you stop here and come to me? "

Jing Qi smiled and said, "Gift to Your Highness, I'm afraid your Highness won't be able to get it late."

Helien glanced at the box that Jingqi had brought in, and immediately understood what the "li" was. He lowered his eyebrows, smiled, and didn't rush to speak. He waved his hands first and told everyone around him to withdraw. This is the reason: "Isn't it impossible for you to hold Helian Zhao's handle?"

Jing Qi picked up the important words and talked about the cause and effect of the trip to Guangdong and Guangxi before opening the box and putting a layer of calligraphy brushes on the surface. Jing Qi had a good eye. He usually likes to play with these gadgets, but at the moment, he has no thoughts. He watched as he chewed the peony and set up the famous calligraphy and paintings that were easily collected. Inside was a box full of wire-bound books.

Helien stood up, reached out and picked up a copy, opened it, and looked more and more shocked, and then picked up another copy, His Royal Highness Prince, who had always been indifferent to eyes, opened his eyes two times, lowered The voice said, "You ... where did you get it from?"

Jing Qi smiled: "There are various records of the exchanges between Liao Zhendong and the merchants of Guangdong and Guangxi and water thieves in these years. The account books of the salesman and grand master are all there. As for the other ... Liao Zhendong's dealings with other people in North Korea were the punishment of their housekeeper, and he quietly pointed out to me in the back room. "

Immediately, Helian heard it wrong, raised his eyes and looked at him, and frowned. "When you interrogated the prisoner, you executed a private sentence?"

Daqing has no room for cruel officials. In addition to the official approval of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, it is the emperor's commission. Trial cases can only be tried, and playing some boards also makes it impossible to use large sentences privately.

Jing Qi smiled and whispered, "No one will know."

-Everyone who knows is dead.

Herlian's face changed a little, staring at Jing Qiyi for a while, then sighed: "Beijing, this kind of thing ... you shouldn't do it."

Jing Qi pulled out the corner of his mouth and smiled, and said pointedly: "I would like to serve His Royal Highness for His Royal Highness. Just ask His Royal Highness not to forget my benefits in the future."

Heliann stared at him for a moment, as if a bit disappointed, and waved his hand: "It's over now, let's stop, you ... always be careful."

Jing Qi was busy descending the donkey: "Yes, Prince Xie is teaching, so don't bother His Royal Highness to rest."

When Helian was very colorful, Jing Qiyan would bow and exit. When he was about to go to the door, he heard that Helian suddenly spoke out behind him: "You did n’t even stay overnight, so you ran to me. Come, did the emperor say something to you? "

Jing Qi stepped forward.

Indeed, it is reasonable to have just returned from such a large case from the outside, and it is not advisable to contact anyone other than to return to the emperor, otherwise it is easy to make people suspect ulterior motives. For example, even if He Lianzhao was not so bold to go to him today, he was busy sending things over. The Prince was in charge of the Ministry. If He Lianzhao came to look for it, it would be fair. ?

He hurried to the East Palace in person, in addition to this reason, he also faintly revealed to others the position of the princeling party.

It was an unspoken thing, but was suddenly broken somehow by Helianji, and Jing Qi immediately hesitated: "What does His Royal Highness mean?"

But Hellen did not look at him, but only murmured unclearly: "Relax."

rest assured? Rest assured? Rest assured that He Lianpei, He Lianzhao, or his He Lianhe?

Jing Qi was amused secretly, pretending to be stupid: "Have your Royal Highness been confused, what's wrong with the minister?" After saying nothing more, he left the East Palace.

After the fire went out, Helianchi suddenly developed a feeling of mental energy.

When He Lianzhao reacted and was stunned by Jing Qi, he already knew that he had reached the Prince's hands at the point where he could not stand on the table. When he was frightened, he was one thing that he understood-right now, he is true On a boat with the prince, he secretly ruthlessly chopped back and forth in his heart hundreds of times. ?

Hitting the wild goose every year, this time actually called the wild goose to peck his eyes. I did not expect that Jing Beiyuan was so inscrutable that he was so naive that he counted everyone into it. ?

The old man on that dragon's chair had better be alive, or wait for him to die ...

If the rebellion had become true, then the book of Helena's hands would naturally become waste paper. ?

Jing Qi on the other side said to Wuxi: "This world can attract His Highness Herren, but it's not in my hands, and I can't afford it. Since the lure can't be tempted, let him sit with me. On a stool, it is necessary to be intimidated-in the end, thank you, Hellenki. "?

Wuxi has resumed the habit of going to the Wangfu daily to report on a regular basis, but this time he took it more seriously, and he bought a whole set of books, from the three-character enlightenment disciples to the four books and five classics. Go to the king's house and hang around Jing Qi and ask him to speak. ?

Jing Qi was a teacher, and Wu Xi listened carefully. Over time, it really looked like that. Jing Qi even jokingly called Wu Xi to repair filial piety. Who knows that on the second day, Wu Xi really inquired about the tongue farming Mr. Shu made a copy and gave a copy to the model decently. Only the first time Nanning Wang who made money made him cry and laugh.

The anorect was so anxious in his heart that the witch boy said that he liked others, and it looked like there was no movement, so he followed the spirit of the emperor's no urgency or urgency and quietly asked Wuxi: "Witch Tong, you and Wang always do this. When will he promise you to return to South Xinjiang with you? "

Wuxi kept his eyes on the book at hand, and he paused after hearing the words, "I won't tell him first."

Alai was anxious: "Why is that? Are you afraid he won't?"

Wuxi nodded and shook his head again, and said, "He is willing, and I don't have this ability right now. What will happen to him at that time, wouldn't he bother him again? I'd better learn the ability first, and I can protect it in the future. He is. "

Alailai thought about it and asked tentatively: "If ... he doesn't like you, what should he do?"

Wuxi stunned for a while, then whispered, "Good to him, he will know." Yan Ba ​​turned back to the study, and ignored Ai Lai, who was scratching his head.

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