1615 Who Sets the Trap (1)
When the Ministry of Rites was busy, Lan Tiantian and Jing Ye were still eating grass mold in the courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing.
Jing Ye didn't eat anything in the past two days, most of the time he was watching Lan Dump eat, and most of the grass mold he ate in his mouth was washed and fed to his mouth.
In Jing Ye's opinion, without Jing Yao by the side of the two, everything becomes better, even though he has something in his heart at this time, but after all, no one bothers the two of them here, he is still very satisfied with this kind of life, and he yearns for the pastoral life that Lan Tiantian said.
He grew up in power and conspiracy since he was a child, and he is extremely calm about the things that happen around him, even if he remembers the things in the capital, it will not affect his good mood at this time.
He took the book and half leaned on the couch, Lan Tiantian half leaned on his side, he felt that he was extremely blessed at this time, Lan Tiantian rarely made this little bird look in front of him, at this time she leaned on it very naturally, and his heart was also very comfortable.
"Lord Wang, there's a letter from Jingzhong." Jing Yan walked in.
Jing Ye didn't bring Jing Yan this time, but Jing Yan, as the leader of the secret guard, naturally had to follow him, and all Jing Ye in Beijing had other arrangements, and he naturally had to send the news in as soon as there was something at this time.
Jing Ye spread out the letter and looked at it, with a little coldness in his eyes, Lan Tian asked, "What happened to the accident in Beijing?" ”
"Everything was as we expected." Jing Ye smiled faintly and said, "Someone can't hold his breath anymore, and the fish has taken the bait." ”
He said this easily, but Lan Tiantian heard the murderous intention, when she persuaded Jing Ye to come out to soak in the hot spring earlier, she knew that Jing Ye had already made her own arrangements.
She knew that none of these things were simple, she sighed, and immediately ordered the attendants around her to pack all the grass mold for her, she wanted to bring it back to Beijing, now Jing Yao can already eat some complementary food, such a fresh fruit, she naturally wants to bring some back to Jing Yao to eat.
Jing Ye snorted lightly: "In your heart, I'm afraid it's your precious daughter who has been thinking about you." ”
"The prince is right." Lan Tiantian chuckled and said, "Yao'er is my treasure and the treasure of the prince." ”
Jing Ye heard her words but said: "There is no need to rush back now, if we go back like this now, they are afraid that they will be a little constrained there, since the bureau has been laid down and the fish has been hooked, then for now, let's make the line longer!" ”
Lan tilted a glance at Jing Ye, but Jing Ye had already reached out and took a fat grass mold from the frame, put it in his mouth, and took a bite and said: "When the line is long, you can catch a big fish, I have actually always wanted to know where Ning Qianmo's bottom line is, and how far he can do things this time, well, this grass mold is really good, Jing Yan, you can also taste it." ”
Jing Yan knew that it was extremely difficult to grow this grass mold, and where did he dare to taste it, so he just stood aside with a smile and waited.
Lan Tiantian said softly: "He has always done things without leaving a trace, you have been dealing with him for a long time, but you have never found a place to start, this time with Yi Xueling as bait, it is just that I don't want him to escape, this time if he doesn't move at all, it's okay, if there is really any action, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape." ”