That night, the two of them whispered, Bao Qi felt sorry for Qi Heng, and thought that he went to Qi Xian to talk about Princess Nancheng, but he forgot about it, so he thought about finding time to ask Qi Xian again.

As for Qi Heng, Bao Qi sighed in her heart, there are many things that cannot be changed, there is not much she can do for her son, she can only do her best as a mother and not force him to make an embarrassing choice.

It's not that she hasn't heard Qi Heng and Ling Sijing's recent rumors, but she didn't think it would be so serious.

What's more, Qi Heng has grown up after all, and he is in the position of the crown prince, many things are also for him to make decisions and choices, Baoqi hopes to watch this child grow up slowly, whether it is ability or feelings.

Just when the prince's prestige was crumbling, something happened in the capital.

A fire on the outskirts of the city took the lives and bodies of dozens of people, leaving only a small amount of smoke and ashes.

The fuse that first attracted the attention of the court was that the young prince of the Wenru Mansion did not return all night, and he was killed in the fire, and he was quickly stabbed to the prince's mansion, followed by the emperor's case.

When Qi Heng heard about this, regardless of the dissuasion of everyone, he rode his horse and galloped towards the Wenru Mansion, and the report in front of the mansion did not stop him, so he let him rein in his horse and gallop, and grabbed his subordinates to see the rumored son who almost died.

This time, he really saw Ling Sijing, let him think about it day and night, couldn't sleep well, was depressed and didn't know what to do, and under the pressure of being scolded, in the end, he finally saw that person.

A few years is just a blink of an eye, but for him, it is equivalent to a hundred years of torment, whether it is a name outside his body, or an imperial power, no matter how much he does, he can't avoid the pain of not knowing the taste of food.

Qi Xian couldn't stop his imperial brother, and he waited in the mansion for nearly an afternoon before waiting for Qi Heng, who returned late.

During this period, the number of people who came to interrogate and play the case was innumerable, and the subordinates sent by Qi Xian to the Wenru Mansion to inquire also came and went several times, but to no avail.

When Qi Heng finally came back, Qi Xian's hanging heart finally fell a little, his pale and gloomy complexion faded, and he couldn't help but step forward and said eagerly,

"Brother Huang, you're finally back. ”

Qi Heng's tired face finally faded away from the decadence of the past few days, but between his eyes, it seemed that he was hiding something, and when he raised his eyes, he saw King Nancheng,

"You've been waiting, go into the study, and come in too. ”

While speaking, Qi Xian noticed that behind Qi Heng, there was an inconspicuous person dressed as a subordinate, if it weren't for Qi Heng's words, which were obviously not said to himself, Qi Xian almost didn't see that person at all.

This made him more vigilant in his heart, and his meticulousness never overlooked anything.

The next day, the fire on the outskirts of the city burned dozens of people, and the city was full of storms, including the young son of the Wenru Mansion who almost died here, which caused the people to speculate and doubt without direction.

Qi Rong was furious and ordered a thorough investigation, but rumors began to spread that the local Jing Zhaoyi only paid attention to the young son of the Wenru Mansion, but did not care about the lives of dozens of poor people.

Na Jing Zhaoyi was frightened and knelt from the upper court to the lower court, swore again and again, indicating that he had never done this, and made a statement to thoroughly investigate the fire within five days and give an explanation to the people, which ended the early dynasty with a sweat.

Jing Zhaoyi regretted his words in the court, but he was helpless, the current emperor is strict in governing the country, and he is very good at using people, although he is not as wise and clever as Lord Ji, but he never causes trouble, and he is down-to-earth and just optimistic about this capital.

After all, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, during the peaceful years, few people dared to make trouble, at most they dealt with some small entanglements, and now it is dozens of lives at once.

After a while, he sighed, but he still hurriedly launched the investigation.

It was at this time that Jing Zhaoyi received a letter asking him to go somewhere, and the content of the letter was indeed quite tempting for Jing Zhaoyi at this time.

Five days passed quickly, but on the third day, Jing Zhaoyi had already reported the progress of the case in the court, and at the same time stated the resettlement of the people who had lost their lives.

It turned out that the fire was caused by the poor people on the outskirts of the city who built shelters at will, which were too chaotic, and the suburbs were not as good as the inside of the city, and the management was negligent.

In the end, a few nights ago, due to the negligence of the family, it was involved in a piece, and the place was chaotic and unstable, and the disaster relief was not timely, which led to a tragedy.

Jing Zhaoyi's statements were reasonable and well-founded, skillfully avoiding the heavy responsibilities he needed to bear, and finally did not forget to review it to express his guilt and heartfelt feelings for the people.

Qi Rong frowned, he could hear the meaning of Jing Zhaoyin's words, but if this person could do things, in many places, he had to be patient as an emperor, know how to make good use of people, and restrain each other.

However, he still had to ask the crown prince to inspect for him, how effective was this handling and investigation, although Jing Zhaoyi completed it ahead of schedule, and the emperor did not praise it too much in advance.

It's just that Qi Rong's order has not yet been issued, and a minister suddenly stands up in the last row to refute Jing Zhaoyi, which not only stunned the ministers, but also surprised Qi Rong.

The young courtier came up and asked Jing Zhaoyi how to deal with the people on the outskirts of the city, and without waiting for Jing Zhaoyi to answer, he had already replied by himself.

"The people are displaced, they have no fixed residence, and the place where they live is not properly managed, for all kinds of reasons, Lord Jing Zhaoyi really knows how to deal with it, and he directly drove away these people on the outskirts of the city. ”

"That's right, the Son of Heaven is mighty, my Great Qi country is prosperous, there are many people, and the people live in peace, but where are the poor people on the outskirts of the city for half a year, no one cares, who is blocked from entering the city, and what causes them to have no way to ask for it and live on the outskirts of the city?"

"Even if the suburbs of the city are chaotic, whose responsibility is it for all these years?

"Even if the adults can't answer these questions, then why do the adults drive out the poor people who are already displaced, yes, the adults drive them away, the suburbs are still the suburbs, but there are no poor people, and it is a harmonious and peaceful place?"

"At the feet of the Son of Heaven, my emperor is wise, don't you have anything to explain?!"

The young official's voice of questioning made Jing Zhaoyi, who was waiting to receive the reward, face white, and he stood there in a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

With a snap, he was thrown in front of the ministers.