Chapter 305: Spring Grass
"The living are more useful. Queen Wang lowered her eyes and didn't let Wang Jian see the resentment and sadness in her eyes, "Zheng Siying is very smart. It's a useful chess piece. β
"Isn't that it. It's so decided, and let out a message to the whole world: it was Wang Wenyuan who killed himself. Wang Jian laughed a few times as if he was done, and leisurely tasted hot tea.
The queen's throat was bitterly sour. At first glance, he couldn't say anything back.
It was Wang Wenyuan who fell to his death. It was she who killed herself.
The whole murder case, one dead and one injured, is not black and white in Wang Jian's place, but has become extremely simple: abandon the chess piece Wang Wenyuan and help the chess piece Zheng Siying.
It's just a trade-off of how much a piece is worth. It doesn't matter if the white-haired person sends the black-haired person, and it doesn't matter what the truth is.
Sensing the silence of Queen Wang, Wang Jian raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile: "Does the queen have any objections? Because of his death, I know that you have a grudge against the Wang family." Don't forget, if the Wang family can put you in the position of queen, it will naturally be able to pull you down. β
His death.
The queen's body shook violently, and dead ashes rose between her eyebrows.
Three simple words, outsiders can't understand them, but insiders have already broken their intestines.
The one who promised her a lifetime, the one who was forced to marry someone else under the threat of the Wang family, the one who was finally annihilated by the spring grass under the sword blade of the emperor and the Wang family, and he couldn't even find the grave.
The name of the mother in the world is a force that cannot be abandoned. The queen needs this throne and holds the sword of revenge for him.
For him, for himself, for revenge.
Her mind moved, but in an instant, Queen Wang's face had returned to calm, and even the dignity and dignity of the natural superior person were not the slightest different from those in front of people: "My brother is the head of the Wang family, and the head of the family is respected, and the palace does not dare to say much." Naturally, I don't dare to complain. β
"The queen is a smart person. Wang Jian smiled slightly proudly, "Pass on my Wang Jian's order: accept Zheng Siying as a righteous daughter, and let her move out of the Zheng family and live in my Wang family." Tell the Wang family to treat her like Miss Wang. β
"Hongu wrote it down. Does my brother have any other orders?" the queen nodded, without the slightest wave in her face, almost numb.
"Wen Yuan's death in this incident is death, but stabbing Zheng Siying is also a big crime. Wen Yuan must have gotten some kind of handle, otherwise he wouldn't be so bold. Zheng Siying will never say that Wen Yuan's soul is underground, and it is impossible to tell us. Wang Jian said that he was not chaotic, "so I don't know this reason, and people who are interested will feel that Wen Yuan was instructed by whom." β
Queen Wang was stunned: "Wen Yuan was instructed by someone?"
"Not bad. Otherwise, how could the eldest lady, who is also the fifth surname, come to the door so aggressively to ask for the guilt? If she is pushed by someone with a heart, it will be easy to turn around and become a dagger to stab my Wang family. Wang Jian's eyebrows were solemn.
"Brother means ...... Jianxi?" Queen Wang exclaimed softly, covering her lips with Jinpa.
"Tracing or planting the blame on Jianxi's head, no matter which one it is, it is not conducive to my Wang family. It is necessary to quickly let Jianxi clear up his involvement in this matter. Wang Jian's brows frowned into inverted eight characters, and the last four words burst out from between his teeth, "There is no time to delay." β
"Then let Jianxi go to visit Zheng Siying first, make enough face to support the Zheng family, and then hand over a recital to the emperor to complain about grievances. Shut up those who have ulterior motives. Queen Wang paused word by word, repeating the last four words of Wang Jian, "There is no delay." β
"There is no time to wait. Wang Jian repeated these four words for the third time, "In the chess game, the yellow finch is always behind." If anyone really has the intention of using this matter to trap the king, I am afraid that they are already preparing for impeachment. If you want to let Jianxi act quickly, I will go to visit Zheng Siying today, and I will hand the fold into the palace in the evening. β
Hongu immediately ordered to go down. It must be ahead of those who have a heart. Queen Wang bowed her head, summoned the shadow guard without hesitation, and brought the words to Princess Jianxi, before turning to look at Wang Jian again.
"Wen Yuanzhi is dead, Jianxi is implicated, does my brother have other orders?"
"This year's wax sacrifice, the ancestors blessed, we successfully pushed King Zhao to the position of reciting the sacrificial text, that is, half a foot stepped on the throne of the prince. But only half a foot. Wang Jian was very satisfied with Queen Wang's attitude, and conveniently changed the topic, "You have to hold the other foot up, and you can't tolerate the slightest mistake." β
Wang Jian paused, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and knocked on the table heavily: "Even if success is in sight, it is not a certainty." All possible accidents must be stifled in the first place. β
Queen Wang seemed to know her brother's temperament very well, and almost at the same time said: "For example, Li Jingting, the king of Jin." Although he is a concubine, but according to his generation, he is only ranked after King Zhao, if there is an accident in the position of Prince of Zhao, the first consideration of the courtiers of the Holy Will should be him. β
"Not bad. Catch time by the forelock. The limelight of the lap festival has not yet passed, so let's go all out and add a guarantee to the position of the prince of King Zhao. Wang Jian's fists clenched tighter, and the heat in his eyes became more and more intense.
"The year is almost over, and the princes should also leave Beijing and return to their fiefdoms. This long journey back is the best opportunity. β
Queen Wang bowed her head again and again, like a puppet, and replied expressionlessly: "This palace will be arranged: add some surprise to King Jin's return journey." Even if you can't die, you have to bite a piece of meat. What else does my brother command?"
Wang Jian nodded, shook his head again, and listened to the "orders" of Empress Dawei very smoothly, and did not feel that there was anything wrong with it.
"These are the two things that matter now, and we will plan for the future. The queen goes back to the palace, if she stays in her mother's house for a long time, she will have to attract gossip again. When the game reaches the critical point, there must be no surprises. β
Wang Jian issued an eviction order.
In the end, it's still a chess game. If the daughter who marries outside the home does not return home, and the sister-in-law does not leave, the consideration is still the word interests.
The dead ash between the queen's eyebrows became thicker, she nodded silently, and turned away, but the embroidered shoes touched the threshold and stopped.
She didn't look back. Just standing like this, some unsteady tones cameβ
"Where the hell is he buried, and my brother still won't tell me?"
In a word, secretly hateful. The yellowing of the past was revealed, and the embarrassment of the Yellow Spring was separated.
Wang Jian frowned with some dissatisfaction: "It's been more than 20 years, is the queen still so persistent in looking for him?"
"Brother just need to tell me: where the hell is he buried?" the queen felt a slight tremor in her shoulders, but she still did not look back.
"The spring grass is ten miles away from the white bones. What's more, for more than 20 years, there are no bones left. What's the use of knowing?" Wang Jian's tone was a little sarcastic and a little cold.
"Still won't tell me...... It's been more than 20 years, the same answer...... I haven't forgotten, and you haven't forgotten......" Queen Wang lowered her head and murmured lowly, her voice in a trance as if it came from the depths of time.
It's cold, soaked into the bone marrow, and penetrates people's hearts.
Wang Jian also aggravated his tone uncomfortably: "Queen, don't forget, you are the queen." From the day he died, you were just a queen. β
is not an old man, nor is it the daughter of the royal family, but the mother of the country in the world, a chess piece standing beside the emperor, and a queen who has long since died inside, except for a gorgeous dress and honor.
The spring grass is ten miles away from the white bones. The bones of the dead and the hearts of the living are turned into a handful of earth.