Four hours later, Xiao Jing, who was in a cave outside the city, learned the whole story of the incident.

He was not surprised at all by King Zhao's defeat: even if that careerist had been planning for this day for a long time, he could not be Chen Borui's opponent!

The reason is very simple: Chen Borui himself started his family by palace changes, and he is experienced and sensitive to such things, and he will never allow his son to use similar means to take away the throne he wants to leave to others.

Playing with his Lao Tzu, King Zhao is still too tender!

As for King Zhao's death, if it weren't for the fact that it was not suitable for drinking here, Xiao Jing really wanted to make a big difference.

There has never been a shortage of such people in the world, the difference is that some people can benefit all the people after they ascend to the throne, while others will only make the world miserable and the people will not live - King Zhao is obviously such a good thing.

Obedient and tyrannical, hypocritical, and lustful...... Ordinary people with these shortcomings will be very annoying, and if an emperor is like this, then Da Rui's country will not be saved.

Therefore, even if he didn't care about the past grudges, Xiao Jing raised his hands and feet in favor of King Zhao to receive a boxed lunch early.

Now that the matter is settled, the most important thing is the ownership of the throne: on whose head will this pie from the sky fall?

Chen Borui is already very weak, but he has already solved the biggest challenge of the successor, and the next two generations of emperors should be able to make a smooth transition, right?

As for the final candidate, Xiao Jing is not interested at all.

No matter who Chen Borui chooses, it is impossible for the prince who has been educated in imperial studies to lead Da Rui to jump out of the cyclical law of the feudal dynasty; In that case, it has nothing to do with him.

The light of the oil lamp is dim and warm, giving the cave a different place.

Tonight was colder than usual, and I don't know if it was because the climate in the mountains had changed, or if the spirits of the dead were still wandering around during the day, leaving a trace of yin in the world.

Xiao Jing picked up the oil lamp and slowly walked around the cave.

After walking a short distance, everywhere I could see were people and all kinds of things piled up:

The workers lay on the floor in their respective areas, and from time to time there was a snoring among them;

All kinds of tools are neatly stacked, tables and chairs are placed like in the editorial department, and paper and other things that are susceptible to moisture have also been treated with moisture-proof;

Further on was a lonely desk, on which a teenager fell asleep.

Xiao Jing walked over slowly, his eyes gentle.

After a few years, the tiger-headed child who could only shout "I didn't steal" has become a sturdy teenager.

As the "group pet" of the newspaper, Xiaoyuan received the best care: there was his sister's meticulous care in life, Xiao Jing's careful cultivation in spirit and academics, and Shao Ning, a guy who was afraid that Xiaoyuan would not eat well at home, took him to the restaurant all day long, and let him eat fish and meat with a mouth full of oil, which also made Xiao Jing and Dong Xiaoya rarely understand what it means to "eat the poor with half a child".

Of course, Xiao Jing had already greeted Shao Ning, who was about to move in bad water: If you dare to take Xiaoyuan to drink, Lao Tzu will go directly to Shao Yuanwai and Su Yuxian to complain!

Therefore, Xiaoyuan has not been polluted by this drunkard.

Looking up, there were Confucian classics on the table, and some of them were notes given to him by Xiao Jing.

It's a shame to say that Xiao Jing never thought of writing a book; He just wrote down some of his feelings after crossing over, and compiled a lot of spirits, thoughts, and opinions of later generations into a book, which was supposed to be a teaching material for Xiaoyuan.

Even so, the people in the newspaper almost bowed down when they saw it. Although there were some things they didn't understand, many of the ideas in the book were highly appreciated.

Under such an education, Dong Huaiyuan should become an outstanding person, right?

Xiao Jing quietly took a few steps forward and flipped through what Xiao Yuan had written.

He's trying to be an editor.

Although Xiaoyuan's font is still a little childish, and although he is quite angry and perverse in the editing and evaluation of the manuscript, Xiao Jing can see that he is already a qualified editor.

In time, he will be the future of the newspaper!

Xiao Jing, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, was about to leave, when a fresh breeze came from his side.

Looking back, it was Xiaoya who walked over gently.

Xiao Jing pointed to a place in the distance. Xiaoya understood, and the two walked over there together.

"Haven't you rested yet?" Xiao Jing wiped a mountain stone and motioned for Xiao Ya to sit down, and he also sat next to the stone: "There are not so many things to do during this time, Xiao Ya doesn't have to work all day, it's good to rest more."

"Maybe I'm used to being busy on weekdays, and the slaves can't be idle here." Dong Xiaoya looked at Dong Huaiyuan, who was asleep, and said with a smile: "There are indeed fewer things, so the slave spends more time on Xiaoyuan." ”

Xiao Jing snorted and said, "I said why is Xiaoyuan so tired, lying on the table and falling asleep...... It's good to push him to learn, but he's still a kid, so don't be too strict. ”

Dong Xiaoya covered her lips and chuckled, and rarely refuted Xiao Jing's opinion: "He is fourteen years old this year, why is he still a child?" In the slave's hometown, such an old child has become a father......

Don't hide it from the president, the slave has been touching the right person before, and wants to settle Xiaoyuan's family affairs. Even if you say that the child should not marry too early, the slave intends to let him start a family before the age of eighteen, so the slave can be regarded as having an account for the spirit of his parents in heaven. ”

As soon as Xiao Yuan was mentioned, Xiao Ya's words were obviously more. The so-called eldest sister is like a mother, compared to herself, she has put all her thoughts on her younger brother.

The two chatted for a while, and then the conversation turned to what was happening outside.

Xiao Jing briefly told the beginning and end of the palace change, but after Dong Xiaoya heard it, she frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

After a long time, she raised her head and asked, "Is there any other news in the palace?" ”

Xiao Jing shook his head and said, "No." The person who came to deliver the letter had only been gone for half an hour, and even if there was other news, it would not be so fast. ”

Dong Xiaoya bit her lower lip lightly and said, "Things are a little strange...... Since the king of Zhao is dead, the first thing the court should do is to openly and honestly announce the matter to the world and even announce the establishment of the prince, so as to show that the court situation is not out of control, so as to suppress the ambitions of many people, and secondly, to calm the people's hearts, lest anything go wrong in the chaos of the capital...... This is the right reason, and there should not be any news until now. ”

Xiao Jing nodded and said, "That's true." I asked the person who sent the letter, and there was really no new information. Let's look at it again, maybe the imperial court needs time to plan, and tomorrow morning will be able to make the world clear? ”

As he was talking, suddenly footsteps approached from far and near.

Xiao Jing shrugged his shoulders and said, "No, there's news!" ”