The abandoned prince hurried back to the Jin Kingdom.

As the carriage galloped, his face was as cold as ice. In his carriage there was another man, the bearded old man, but now he had changed into a clean robe.

This bearded old man is a local swordsman in Yueguo, and he has always been good friends with his abandoned father.

He looked at the nervous, serious abandonment of the father, shook his head, he really didn't understand, how could a grandmaster who abandoned the public be so nervous about the death of a woman? Even if that woman is Mrs. Jin, how many women are there? To die is to die.

At this time, the abandoned man raised his head.

He looked at the bearded old man, and when he saw that he looked disapproving, he couldn't help frowning and said, "This matter is really not trivial, and the prince will definitely ask you to say it in detail, you, hey." ”

When he said this, he couldn't go on. Yanyu Jiangnan hit with his hand

He also knew that it didn't matter what the bearded old man's attitude was, whether he was worried or not.

The best way is to hide this in advance, but such a sensational thing, even if he hides it, within three or four months, it will definitely reach the ears of Jun Hou.

Forget it, let's go to Xintian and discuss it with Wen Gong and others, and then make a decision.

When he thought of this, he felt a little at ease.

Sure enough, when he came to Xintian and mentioned this matter to everyone, Wen Gong's face changed greatly on the spot.

Wen Gong's dry mouth kept shaking, and the sparse yellow beard on his mouth also trembled with his movements.

Wen Gong is the most trusted minister of the Marquis of Jin, and he is also the person who brought him up from a young age and knows his character best.

Another white-faced wise man looked at Wen Gong and said solemnly: "What do you think the prince would do if he knew?" ”

Wen Gong's mouth was still trembling, he put his hands on the table, and wanted to reach out to the wine bottle on the table several times, but every time he stretched out his hand, he trembled greatly.

The white-faced wise man glanced at a maid behind Wen Gong, who hurriedly walked over to Wen Gong's side and poured him the wine, holding it lightly with her jade hand and bringing it to his lips.

Wen Gong opened his mouth and took a big sip of wine.

After swallowing the wine, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Wen Gong said in a mixed voice: "This matter, you must not say it!" ”

When he said this, he helped a few people to stand up, and said with endless worry in his eyes: "Quickly give an order, block this matter with all your might, and if anyone leaks it, cut it!" ”

The white-faced Magi looked at the extremely serious Wengong in amazement, frowned, and said, "Why be so cautious? ”

His voice was so bad that the always good-tempered Wen Gong actually roared: "Shut up! Execute it now! ”

This white-faced wise man is really one of the best capable ministers around Jingling, although the qualifications of the Duke of Wen are older than him, and his position is only at the same level as him. Wen Gong roared in front of everyone like this, without giving face, the white-faced wise man first blushed, and then, he leaned forward, stared at Wen Gong and asked, "So serious?" ”

Wen Gong sat on the couch with his butt and did not move.

He opened his mouth, opened his mouth again, and spat out only one word for a long time, "Wine." ”

The maid hurriedly stepped forward and brought the drink to his lips.

After Wen Gong drank it all in one gulp, he smashed his dry mouth, and said in a difficult voice: "Yes, this matter must not be neglected." When he said this, he turned his head to stare at the abandoned father, and ordered solemnly: "The public leaves Xintian quickly, and still sends back the message in time according to the instructions of the son." Remember, Madame, all is well! ”

The abandoned man stood up and crossed his hands and said, "No." ”

Wen Gong turned his head to look at the other people, and said in a deep voice: "Gentlemen, today's princes are rare British lords in the Jin Kingdom in the past hundred years. Like you, I am convinced that under the rule of the prince, within ten years, I will become the overlord! ”

Wen Gong said this solemnly, his voice sank, and there was already a strong sense of powerlessness and hidden worry, "You don't know, the prince has a deep affection for his wife, and it has become an obstacle!" He exhaled a long breath, and lowered his voice a little, "If the death of the lady is transmitted back to the ears of the prince, the old man is really afraid, really afraid......"

He could not say what he was afraid of.

Everyone felt the solemnity and worry in Wen Gong's tone, and they became serious in unison. They crossed their hands in unison and replied loudly: "Obey the will of the public!" ”

Wen Gong nodded and sat back on the collapse.

At this moment, a swordsman's voice came loudly from outside, "The prince has arrived—"

Jun is here? Why is it so unfortunate? This, how can this be good?

Everyone was startled, and after glancing at each other, Wen Gong shouted in a low voice: "Gentlemen! ”

Everyone bowed their hands to him at the same time, indicating that they knew what they knew. Wen Gong looked at the abandoned father, and the abandoned father nodded to him, signaling that he wanted to rest assured.

Jingling's footsteps sounded, and after a while, his tall figure appeared at the door.

As soon as Jing Ling stepped into the room, his eyes turned to abandon his father, and at the same time, his perennial calm face lit up in an instant.

This light, although it is very hidden and slight, but everyone is concerned in their hearts, but they can see it clearly at this time. At the moment, their hearts sank. Junhou's expression had already reflected the nervousness and panic of Wen Gong just now, making them really feel bad.

Jingling strode down on the main seat, "Gentlemen, please take a seat." ”

"Xie Junhou."

When the maid filled everyone with wine, Jingling looked at Wengong with a smile, and said slowly: "The lonely ministers and ministers gather here privately, I don't know what happened?" ”

Everyone was shocked, Wen Gong hurriedly smiled reluctantly, and the white-faced wise man stepped forward and replied loudly: "The ministers are gathered here, it is really because the king is over twenty years old and four, and he has no heirs, and he is panicked!" ”

This person is really a talented person, and his thinking is extremely quick, and this moment gave Jingling an extremely appropriate reason.

When Jing Ling heard the word heir, his face darkened.

He pursed his thin lips, and only after a while did he say in a deep voice: "Lonely is only twenty times, Qingjun is too worried!" ”

The question of this heir is useless as soon as it is pulled up, so after Jingling said that sentence, he turned his head to look at the abandoned father, and said with a smile: "When did the prince arrive in Xintian?" ”

As soon as these words were asked, the abandonment of the duke, the stable duke, together with the white-faced wise man, were a little panicked.

He knew very well how shrewd the prince in front of him was, even if a sentence or an expression was wrong, he would be keenly aware of it and suspicious.

According to the regulations, his current task is to track Wei Luo, and he will not return to Xintian unless there is a breakthrough. Even if he returned to Xintian, he should meet Jingling immediately.

But now that he has arrived in Xintian, not only did he not see Jingling on the horse, but he was still discussing something with his important ministers.

The abandonment was in turmoil, he stepped forward and bowed his head, his lips squirmed, but his mind was empty, and he couldn't think of a proper statement for a long time.

Jingling pulled down his face!

In an instant, the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped.

In an instant, the heart of the stable man jumped up with a bang.

Jingling had a calm face, looked at the abandoned prince gently, and asked softly, "Why is the prince hesitant?" ”

His voice was a little soft, very gentle.

But this time, Wen Gong was already full of bitterness. But at this moment, the abandoned father, who was really poor in words and empty-headed, quietly turned his head to look at him.

The action of abandoning the public thought that it was hidden, but Jingling saw it clearly.

At that moment, his handsome face was cold!

With a cold face, slowly, slowly stretched out his hand to support a few, and stood up.

After standing up, he stared ahead and ordered in a deep voice: "You can retreat!" ”

"No!"

"Abandon the father, be stable and come with me."

After that, Jingling straightened his back and strode out.

Jingling's pace was a little stiff.

Behind him, the abandoned prince looked at Wen Gong with a blank eye, but at this time, Wen Gong no longer had the heart to understand him, he was lowering his head, racking his brains to think about what words to use to hide from Jingling.

The place where the people discussed was in the small room of the side hall of the palace of Juxian. This room was chosen by the Abandoned Prince, and the Abandoned Father was not a thoughtful person, and he did not think that the deliberations in the palace would attract the attention of Jingling.

Jing Ling took them and strode towards the main hall where he lived.

Behind Jingling, Wen Gong looked at the abandoned father, he pointed at him, and made a gesture of self-blame, guilt, and slackness of duty!

The abandoned father immediately understood, and he nodded again and again.

The three of them came to the main hall.

Jing Ling sat down on the collapse table in the middle, and after the two grandmasters were done, Jing Ling waved away the maid and asked slowly: "Abandon the father, Xiao'er, but there is a change?" ”

He spoke it very similarly, very slowly, as if every word was squeezed out of his chest.

The abandoned duke hurriedly shook his head, he stepped forward, took a deep, and stammered: "Minister, Madame is fine, Madame is now in Yueguo, and the minister has just dragged Madame to a friend in Yue." The minister went back to Xintian privately, but it was another i, and there was something else. ”

As soon as he said this, he secretly looked at Jingling.

Jing Ling was staring at him.

He put his hands in front of his knees, his slender fingers were a little spasmodic, he just stared at the abandoned father, and in the silence of the first hall, Jingling said slowly: "Why did you go back privately?" ”

The sweat of the abandoned prince came out, he pursed his mouth and muttered: "Yes, yes, it is the old husband and concubine, and it is said that she is pregnant." ”

Jing Ling smiled.

He looked at the abandoned father with those midnight eyes, and when he saw that the sweat on his forehead was like rain, he said in a calm voice: "Is it? ”

"Yes, yes."

Jing Ling asked lightly: "The concubine is pregnant and returned to Xintian privately, but why did she discuss the matter of the orphan's heir with Wen Gong and others?" ”

The abandoned public mouth squirmed, and I really didn't know how to answer.

At this time, Wen Gong hurriedly added: "Why should you be suspicious? When Chen Lu met the abandoned father, he whispered to him, and when Qingjun was invited, he went together. ”

After that, Wen Gong looked at Jingling, frowned and shouted: "The king is really too worried!" ”

Jing Ling slowly frowned.

Jing Ling stared at him, and after being silent for a while, he spoke, "Gong doesn't have to blame himself. After a pause, he said, "Since the public affairs have been trusted, you can rest in Xintian for half a month." ”

Seeing what he meant, he obviously no longer intended to get to the bottom of it, and he was overjoyed, and he hurriedly replied with his hands crossed: "No." ”

Jingling turned his head, glanced at Wen Gong thoughtfully, and said slowly: "The two dukes can retreat!" ”

"No!"

Both stepped back at the same time.

Jing Ling kept frowning, staring at the two thoughtfully.

When the two of them retreated to the gate of the hall, Jingling's voice suddenly mentioned, and shouted: "Abandon the prince and stay!" ”

。。。。。。

The abandoned man turned his head and crossed his hands and said, "No! When he agreed, he looked at Wen Gong again, but at this time, Wen Gong was also helpless, he could only continue to withdraw from the temple gate slowly and casually.