Li Jingting angrily scolded Xin Yi, signaling that Xin Yi was in charge, and he would not interfere. So Nie Ke presented the fold to Xin Yi.

Xin Yi didn't pick it up for a while. She looked at the official road and looked at Li Jianxi.

The official road was already white and crimson, ghosts were crying, and crows in the night were hovering, like life-seekers falling in the snow. And Li Jianxi's face was pale and trembling, and under the escort of the surviving entourage, he drank in despair.

"The thief is on the run! Dare to rob the princess of this princess! Find them all for me! If you can't find them, my father wants you to pay for your lives! Otherwise, you and I will die!"

The remaining guards were terrified, carrying bloody swords, and scattered to search for Nie Ke and the others. But the latter were all in secret, together with the recital fold well hidden, looking at Li Jianxi and his party like watching a monkey show.

Xin Yi smiled, this monkey show was performed very well, she did not lose the joy of hunting that day, she was very happy, as happy as Li Jianxi that day.

"It's not about the twists and turns, it's about the time. After such a delay, Li Jianxi could not be the first to enter the palace, and other people in the chess game could naturally come up and help me borrow a knife to kill people. Xin Yi turned his head to look at Li Jingting, "In this way, the Wang family's arrogance was beaten, and the prince's journey from Beijing was also safe." ”

Li Jingting's eyes darkened. He reached out and took the fold, took the fold of fire from his bosom, and lit it with a pop.

The tongue of fire rolled, and the smoke rolled up, engulfing the folds in an instant, only to see the black ash falling down, like a butterfly burning human bones.

"Good chess. Li Jingting spit out two words faintly, unable to distinguish praise and disapproval, "If you count your own chess, you can also calculate the chess of others." ”

The corners of Xin Yi's lips hooked, and there was a fine light flowing in his eyes, like phosphorus fire in the night: "Ordinary players play their own chess, and those who play their own chess also play the chess of others." Only the most clever players, who only play the chess of others, can be invincible. ”

Li Jingting nodded silently, and the little emotion in the depths of his eyes was quietly extinguished by him, and finally turned into a game of sympathy between chess players.

"Then how can Huai'an Junjun conclude that as long as we take the fold and delay Li Jianxi for a while, the other parties in the chess game will rush ahead and dig the pit for the Wang family?"

"First, the people are so ignorant that they tend to be the first to cry out for injustice, and subconsciously think that they are innocent. The second is that the Wang family is prosperous, Wang Jian is arrogant, and he pretends to be in awe in other aspects of the chess game, and no one is unwilling in his heart. The stones that fall into the well are ready at any time. The third is that Wang Jian was carried away by the limelight, and he was too confident, and decided that Li Jianxi's excerpt must be the first, and he would never be prepared for the back. ”

Xin Yi spoke eloquently, her words were clear, and the phosphorus fire-like light at the bottom of her eyes was magnificent, reflecting her eyebrows and eyes like a sheathed sword.

Li Jingting's last bit of affection was extinguished. The coldness in his temperament and the rationality in the chess game filled his eyes again, and finally buried his heart.

She chose for him, he chose for the winner, so neither she nor he had a choice. And so, that's fine.

"After Jun Jun became a player, he really played a good hand of chess. Li Jingting said without saltiness, and his tone did not have a trace of warmth.

"Nope. This is not a game of chess. Xin Yi raised his eyebrows, his eyes were like fire, and his smile was blooming.

"It's politics. ”

There is education and then politics, and politics and then the people persuade it. The road to Pucha, political governance, its virtue and benevolence, is to infiltrate the people.

In other words, politics.

day and the end of the first month of the twelfth year. The year has just passed, and the storm has risen.

Zheng Xu, the head of the Zheng family, admonished: Chen Wang Wenyuan made trouble with the Zheng family, and he was instructed by Princess Jianxi behind his back, causing Zheng Siying to be seriously injured. Please ask the emperor to thoroughly investigate and punish according to the ancestral etiquette law.

Immediately, dozens of courtiers jointly signed a letter admonishing Wang Wenyuan to be instructed by Princess Jianxi, asking Emperor Li Heche to investigate and severely punish him, and to serve the people of the world with the law and discipline of the ancestors.

This vigorous Manchu Dynasty admonishment was just a day. The folds were all piled up on the dragon case, and the folds of the Wang family's crying out for injustice were belated.

Although the people don't understand, how could the Wang family, who has always been a thief shouting to catch a thief, take a step slower and let others seize the opportunity to plant the black pot on their heads. Either Wang Jian is really confused, or he has been cheated by someone with a heart.

But none of that matters. Because the Wang family's performance was always late, it was drowned in the wave of condemnation of the Manchu Dynasty, so even with the prestige of the Wang family, this cry of injustice seemed to be powerless.

The emperor was furious. The dynasty reprimanded Princess Jianxi, stripped her of the title of "Jianxi", and ordered her to copy Buddhist scriptures and think about it behind closed doors.

So on this day, when Wang Jian came out of the princess's mansion, he had to dust off his clothes several times before he could dust off the layer of incense ash on it.

"The house is full of Buddha incense, and it has smoked Lord Ben to death. Wang Jian shook his clothes and stomped his feet, so disgusted that he seemed to shake off the lice on his body.

The queen on the side laughed out loud when she saw it: "My brother hates Buddha so much? But now, if he is poked out by others, he will cause trouble again. ”

"That's in front of people. Pretending to be like that in front of people, you and me will be in the future, do I really believe or false, don't you know?" Wang Jian glanced at Queen Wang angrily, "The Buddha's mouth is full of cause and effect, and good and evil are rewarded. Like the old man's actions in this life, the old man himself knows that after death, he will peel off the skin and put the oil pot in the pan. This Buddha is destined to be the opposite, why should I worship him? ”

"In this life, good and evil will be rewarded. It turns out that my brother knows it in his heart. The queen hooked her lips with a smile and sat down in the carriage of the palace first.

"Everyone calls me mad, but they don't know that I have prepared a grave for myself. The eldest husband has no regrets in his life, and there is nothing to fear in hell. Wang Jian whispered a few words, and then got into the carriage.

Only these words were blown away by the wind of late winter, and no one heard it except the moss under the snow.

The carriage drove leisurely on the official road of Chang'an. The snow was already light at the end of winter, and the ruts rolled over the exposed stone pavement, and the sound of wheels could be heard clearly half a mile away.

In the carriage, Queen Wang hugged Tang Pozi and squinted comfortably: "My brother just went to see Jianxi, what are you going to do?"

Wang Jian sat opposite the queen Wang, and with the bumps of the carriage, he also took a lazy nap: "What else, the queen is the closest to her, don't you care about it in your heart?"

Queen Wang smiled: "My brother has already abandoned Wen Yuan, and now I am afraid that I will abandon Jianxi again." What is the difference between discarding one more piece and one less piece. ”

The last sentence with a faint chill was only exchanged for Wang Jian's low laughter: "The queen is a smart person." As for Li Jianxi's temperament, you raised her, and the old man can see it clearly, but you are afraid that you will see it more clearly: this woman is a poisonous snake. A poisonous snake that only recognizes interests, but does not recognize people's hearts. ”

Queen Wang was not surprised at all, and still smiled calmly: "In exchange for the wealth of the princess, the person who brought the poison to his mother, if it is not a poisonous snake, no one will believe it." Bengong succeeded her back then, and it was a very risky move. In exchange for the most powerful arm, but he also has to worry all the time that this poisonous snake bites his mouth. ”