After King Chen's verdict, he was demoted to a concubine and exiled for 3,000 li. It was almost a mortal ending, but no one pleaded for him.

It is indeed impossible to intercede, because his affairs are known to the world.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was a little disappointed, why, why didn't the person who said that he would intercede for King Chen not appear?

The prince who returned to the secret room was full of panic, but Hengqing and Wei Xuan were still calm.

"Aren't you surprised?"

"What's so strange. Wei Xuan raised his head, glanced at Yun Ji, and poured the wine he brought into the wine glass: "Don't say they have done it, it's not strange that they didn't do it." In the eyes of those people, King Chen is just a useful chess piece, even if he discards it, it is not too much. ”

After a pause, Wei Xuan continued: "What's more, there is no suitable position for King Chen in the capital now, it is better to be exiled for three thousand miles, and when the time comes, at the border, I can't say that I can still find a military power." It just so happened that the old man of our family had returned from the frontier. ”

There is no one of high status in the Northwest today. Even if King Chen was robbed of the throne, His Majesty did not take away the opportunity for him to enter the court again, so when he arrived at the border pass, as long as he operated properly, when the time came, it would be impossible to say, and the military power in the northwest would belong to King Chen.

The day after King Chen was escorted out of Beijing, Rong Bai went to find the county lord of Huanting. Although she is still the county lord, she doesn't live like the county lord anymore.

Rong Bai didn't see the county lord of Huanting much, but every time, when he saw her, it was different. For the first time, I only remember the little girl who was the most brightly dressed and beautiful, and her temper was a little bad and disgusting. The second time I saw it, it was a little girl who was similar to everyone else.

But, this time, it's different. The fifteen-year-old girl, dressed in a blue robe, leaned against the edge of the gazebo with blank eyes, staring blankly into the distance.

When Rong Bai walked up to the pavilion, Lord Wan Ting just glanced at her, and then looked down at the pool below the pavilion.

The pond is planted with lotus, and the lotus leaves that are infinitely blue in summer have long since withered and turned yellow in this season. The lifeless stems could not support the huge leaves, and they broke off one after another.

"What are you doing here?" Rong Bai sat down before Lord Wan Ting spoke.

"I'm here to see you. Rong Bai didn't know why, looking at her a little guilty. Hengqing shot at this person because of himself. However, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl doesn't seem to be angry at all, which is really uncomfortable.

Rong Bai was still alive and strong when he was in the most difficult time.

"I don't need you to come and see. Lord Wan Ting stood up.

The cyan robe fell straight from the shoulders to the feet, and there was no belt in the middle, and even the long hair was casually draped behind the shoulders, looking a little free.

Rong Bai didn't know what it meant to be free and easy, but she knew that this person was very far away from the previous one.

"Let's go. The lord dropped these words, and turned and went into the house.

Rong Bai waited outside the house for a while, but he didn't wait for the county lord to come back, so he could only drag his feet back. I don't know why she always feels like she has to do something.

As soon as I went back to tell Hengqing about this, Hengqing went to find ink dyeing.

Ink Dye is also leaving the capital. There was no reason for him to stay in the capital any longer, because after a long time, people could find loopholes. At the beginning, if King Chen had disposed of the corpses of those children, he would not have found such a big crime for Hengqing.

Two days later, Mo Dye left the capital, but he didn't leave alone. The once lively palace is now full of birds, and the only former Chen Wang Shizi who is still in it has long been indulged in wine and does not know the way back.

Hengqing took Rong Bai again and went to Jing'an Temple with difficulty. Sitting under the wishing tree, Hengqing raised his head and searched for a long time in the red silk on it. Only then did he take out a piece of red silk that was folded very neatly in his arms.

"Xiaobai, help your husband hang the red silk over there. ”

Rong Bai took the red silk, skillfully shook it off, and then hung it next to another red silk. Under the bleak autumn wind, the handwriting on the red silk is still beautiful.

The two lines of handwriting are equally beautiful, from a person's hand: "Ink dyeing Wanting, fate for thousands of miles", "Danqing painting is beautiful, and the dream is deep".

Rong Bai is no longer the illiterate person he was at the beginning, looking at the red silk scraped side by side, Rong Bai is also a little melancholy: "Hengqing, will they be happy?"

"Probably. Hengqing raised his head, but his eyes were not on the two red silks: "Xiaobai, that's someone else's life, why should we care." ”

Rong Bai was stunned.

That's right, it's all someone else's business, and it has nothing to do with yourself!

Speaking of life, Rong Bai feels that his life is quite complete. Hengqing found it, Xiao Heng is fine. I still have money in my hands.

"Hengqing, you say, how about I open a hot pot restaurant in the capital?" Rong Bai rubbed his hands.

The capital is located in the north, which is much cooler than the south. Now it's almost winter, and when the weather cools down, Rong Bai misses hot pot more and more.

"Absolutely. Hengqing returned with a smile.

One autumn, a Shangshu disappeared in the capital, and a prince disappeared again. However, for the people at the grassroots level, these are not things worth paying attention to at all.

Comparatively speaking, the hot pot restaurant that suddenly appeared in the downtown area is more noteworthy.

Rong Group, how much money does it have? Rong Bai doesn't know anyway. Not to mention opening a hot pot restaurant, which sells without losing money in the capital, even if you really throw money out, Wen Wan doesn't care. This amount of money is just a drop in the bucket for Wen Wan.

After the winter, the people who planted the crops went to the time when the crops were idle. In this season, there are more people in the market on weekdays. Farming does not mean that they do not work, many farmers are busy farming, spinning and weaving cloth to sell for money when they are free.

On the first day of opening of Rongbai hot pot restaurant, it attracted many customers.

The hot pot is hot, and the steaming heat looks warmer than other places. What's more, the things here are cheap! In the general downtown restaurant, a meal costs a few taels of silver.

This hot pot restaurant is different, this is calculated according to the head, one or two silver per person, even if you go in with the wall and go out with the wall, you will receive it.

When you go in, you will have a place in a pot and whatever you want to eat, just throw it in. However, there can be no left. For the rest, there is a fine.

Of course, those who can enter here are basically not really poor, after all, it costs a tael of silver to enter the door!

The idea of a hot pot restaurant was come up by Rong Bai, but this gimmick of being full of silver is indeed a gentle idea. In the winter, Wen Wan came to the capital with a lot of silver and supplies.

"It's quite lively to watch. On the second floor of the hot pot restaurant, Wen Wan hugged a soup woman: "It seems that the price of one or two silver is a bit low." ”

"There are really a lot of rich families in the capital, but I'm afraid Xiaobai doesn't want to let all the rich people here. ”

"No matter who comes, we've made our home here anyway. Rong Bai looked at the lively hall with a grin, it would be good if it was like this all the time.