When I went out of Beicheng, I happened to meet a carriage, because it was a team to welcome relatives, the carriage had to retreat to the side first, waiting for the sedan chair to pass by.

In the carriage that stopped for the time being, Jiang Shi looked tired, stretched out his fingers and pressed his eyebrows a few times, and asked, "Which young lady is out of the cabinet?" ”

When the eldest girl heard this, she quietly looked out of the carriage, turned around and shook her head, and said, "Look at that battle, it doesn't look like those families living in Shijing Hutong." "Most of the people living in Beicheng are eunuchs, especially the Shijing Hutong where the Xie family is located is the most dense, and most of the people with low official positions live outside. The number of people in this welcoming team is not large, and it may be just the daughter of a small official who goes out.

When Jiang Shi heard the big girl's speculation, he couldn't help but be excited, put down his hand and said, "Let's go, go back early." ”

The big maid answered the call and told the coachman to speed up.

The procession of greeting relatives gradually moved away, and the carriage carrying the Chiang family also quickly moved in the opposite direction.

Another car followed firmly behind it, also heading towards Shijing Hutong.

One of the people in the carriage was asleep, and one of them put his eyes to the window and looked out and out. Finally leaving the damn place, her body that had been imprisoned for a long time was stretched, and her heart, which had also been imprisoned for a long time, began to stir. No one knows that Xie Zhiruo's illness came from her hands.

Even the Jiang family didn't notice it at all.

was originally scheduled to take them back to the house before the year, but Xie Sanye knew the news in advance, and he didn't agree no matter what. The old lady put pressure on him one after another, and it dragged on for a month before she asked Jiang to personally pick them up and take them home. Jiang Shi had always been worried that Xie Zhi would die of illness if she didn't survive by this time. Who knew that although she was sick, she was still quite far from dying. Jiang also breathed a sigh of relief.

The abbot Jing Yan Shi Tai was really for the silver.

Jiang Shiquan broke the fortune and eliminated the disaster, and fled back to the house in a hurry with his two children.

The nunnery was full of ghosts. It's really not like a living person should stay for a long time, Jiang Shi took people back, but he was still worried. If it weren't for Xie Zhiruo, who was really seriously ill, I am afraid that she would die in a short time, Xie Sanye would definitely immediately order someone to finish her off, but fortunately, in the end, she was also her own daughter, and she grew up pampered when she was young. If you really want to kill the killer, there is some bitterness in her heart, and now I just hope that she will die by herself. But Jiang was afraid, if his daughter survived. Will you be able to live safely in the future?

However, the world is impermanent, and even if she wants to break her head now, she still can't think of a way to deal with it.

The noblewoman in her new clothes sighed long and heavy in the carriage, "Alas......"

Quiet days are always short-lived. On the occasion of early spring. The government and the opposition are also like the winter snow melting, and everything is recovering, and there are many different sounds from the winter.

Emperor Su Fang was almost infatuated with the pills of the Qingxu Taoist priest. He made the Qingxu Taoist priest a great teacher, but this great teacher didn't have to do anything else, just stay in front of the Dan furnace every day, smelt the pill for him, and regulate his body.

Female sex confusing. Emperor Sufang's reputation for immorality gradually spread throughout the court and the opposition.

The masters in the palace sleep in bed, and there are rules for that. We must strictly follow the rules. But Emperor Su Fang began to prostitute himself during the day early in the morning, and now he is summoning several people to serve together at the same time, if there is something unpleasant, regardless of his title and family background, whether he gives birth to an heir, he will directly let people pull it down and cut it.

After coming and going, there are already two nobles who have become a wisp of ghosts in the deep palace.

No one knows when they will become like them. Emperor Sufang's preferences are unpredictable and unpredictable. Everyone cheered up the spirit of 120,000 points, and did not dare to indulge in perfunctory. But even so, there are still people who cannot escape their fate.

For a time, there was an uproar in the government and the opposition.

But although Emperor Su Fang was so unreasonable in affairs, he was not completely confused in the affairs of his family and country. Today, Xiyue is still the country and the people, and the song and dance are peaceful.

He hasn't turned into a tyrant through and through.

However, his mind is no longer always on state affairs. If it is something important, he will take a few more looks, and if it is not tight, he will review it at will. First, he received the fold from Huizhou, and only glanced at it and saw that it was Xie Yuanmao who pleaded to return to Beijing from illness, so he took the pen and approved the fold.

He was too lazy to take care of such trivial things.

There is a shortage of people in Huizhou, so he will mention another one at will.

However, when it comes to major matters such as the construction of dikes and the adjustment of military resources, he will still think carefully with high spirits, and from time to time he will send someone to discuss a few words in person. But everyone was afraid of him, and they went to see Emperor Su Fang with trepidation, and when they came out safe and sound, they would involuntarily stand in front of the red wall and green tiles, and take a long breath.

Everyone called the Qingxu Taoist a demon Taoist.

But Emperor Su Fang protected him and held him, and no one could do anything about him.

Naturally, in the heart of the Qingxu Taoist, he was simply wronged, even if it was Dou E who flew in the snow in June, he couldn't compare to him to be wronged. He is just an ordinary Taoist priest who is good at making pills, first, he can't call for wind and rain to scatter beans into soldiers, and second, he can't go to the sky and enter the earth, so how can he become a demon?

All he wanted was the money and power that the position of great master could bring him.

There are people in the court who hate him and want to kill him, and of course there are people who compliment him and want to show their faces in front of Emperor Sufang.

There are countless people in this world who are not afraid of death for the sake of money, power, and power.

Qingxu Taoist priest is very satisfied with the current day.

However, thousands of miles away, someone was already eyeing him.

Emperor Sufang's generation did not have many brothers, and after Emperor Qinglong died, there were even fewer of them. Among the remaining people who are still alive today, King Jing is the only one who looks at it. Naturally, in the eyes of those people in Kyoto, King Jing is not as good as Emperor Sufang.

Emperor Su Fang is just obsessed with women and can't extricate himself, but King Jing is extremely lazy, and he refuses to leave even the bed in winter. Emperor Su Fang would pick up the folds and change King Jing, and Tie Ding didn't even have the interest of stretching out his hand to flip through the folds.

Everyone knows that the older King Jing gets, the more lazy he becomes.

Several of his sons have gradually grown up, and the affairs in King Jing's mansion are also taken care of by his sons. He was happy to be at ease, listening to music and walking birds, and didn't care about anything.

If he wanted that dragon chair in the morning. I don't run far away at a young age and go south to hide and relax.

The appearance of the Qingxu Taoist barely made him a little interested.

Chen Shu, a staff member, brought a letter early in the morning to meet him, asking to see him.

When King Jing heard the rumor, he half-squinted his eyes and counted the hour, good fellow, it was not yet the hour, and he came to disturb his dream. Pinsuri. He is a man who does not sleep until the sun rises until three poles, and he cannot get up. No one in the mansion knows, even Princess Jing. I didn't dare to disturb him before this.

King Jing yawned repeatedly, muttering that Chen Shu must have something important to report, otherwise, he would have to kill him.

Chen Shu sat outside and waited. Suddenly, two sneezes were repeated.

King Jing inside was slowly getting up and dressing and looking for shoes. People to middle age. But King Jing was thin, fair-skinned, and handsome, and he looked no more than thirty or so. But he had a scruffy beard and a rough appearance, and he was many years old.

He was born to Emperor Qinglong and Emperor Sufang, who were not similar.

It is often said that dragons give birth to nine sons, but they are indeed different.

The weather in early spring was still cold, but King Jing walked out wearing only a thin single coat.

When Chen Shu saw it, he frowned and shouted: "Lord Wang." And today is still cold......"

"Why are you talking more and more, and you're about to catch up with the starling I raised a few days ago." King Jing lazily interrupted him. "This king is strong and healthy, unlike you who is a half-old man who is afraid of the cold and is wrapped like a bear."

Chen Shu took a breath, "Lord Wang, you are forty years old this year!" ”

King Jing was still lazy, casually tilted the Taishi chair opposite Chen Shu, and said, "Don't mention it, it's getting older and older every year, and it is estimated that I should go into the coffin and lie down in two years." ”

"......" Chen Shu was speechless, so he had to hand over the letter he was holding in his hand, "News from Beijing." ”

King Jing had a slight look of seriousness on his face, and raised his hand to accept the letter.

With a thudding sound, he opened the letter, looked at it twice, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "He will enjoy it!" ”

Chen Shu said: "That demon road, eighty percent is weird. ”

"What's weird?" King Jing disagreed, "An old man who is good at the art of the room, no matter how weird he is, he is a mortal made of flesh and bones, and he can't afford a knife." ”

Chen Shu muttered: "Having said that, in the long run, the foundation of this great country will be shaken. ”

King Jing didn't think he was worrying about the sky, but he only said: "The left and right are his world, and if he wants to lose, he will be defeated." As he spoke, he suddenly straightened up and sneered twice, "It's just such a broken chair, whoever sits on it is unlucky!" ”

Chen Shu didn't hold back his words when he heard this, and said for a long time: "The little one thinks that the prince should still deploy in advance." ”

"Zishan...... This king hasn't been back to Kyoto for more than ten years......" King Jing sighed suddenly, "It's been more than ten years." ”

Chen Shu was silent.

"You go back first and wait and see what happens." King Jing laughed again and waved his hand lazily.

Chen Shu retired as promised.

Out of the corridor, the early spring and February sun hit him, with the residual chill of winter. He coughed twice.

Not far away, someone was walking towards this side, quite tall.

Chen Shu was stunned for a moment, and immediately greeted him, and saluted respectfully: "Shizi." ”

The person who came was King Jing's second son, Ji Jun.

Princess Jing was unable to have children and had nothing for many years. Now several children under King Jing's knees are all concubines, among which the second son Ji Jun is the most outstanding, who has been raised by Princess Jing since he was a child, and is regarded as a concubine.

The young man dressed in black helped him and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen came to see his father so early? ”

"A letter came from Kyori this morning." Chen Shu explained.

"Oh?" Ji Jun raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ji Jun had already begun to take over the affairs of King Jing's subordinates, so Chen Shu did not hide it from him, and told him about the Qingxu Taoist.

Ji Jun frowned and asked, "Do you know who recommended this person?" ”

Chen Shu said: "It is rumored that it is Yanhuai, the Duke of Chengguo. (To be continued......)

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