Xu Jing was reborn as if he had been reborn after a catastrophe, and he rode all the way back to Beihai Palace.

Zhao Xiyan stepped forward to greet him, and when he saw Xu Jing's palpitating appearance, he was amused and understood: "In the palace today, have you seen a lot of twists and turns?"

Xu Jing was not embarrassed at all, and replied confidently: "I don't like to read since I was a child, and I get sleepy when I read a book. The memoranda is longer than the other, and there are many places that I can't understand. If it weren't for the queen watching, I would have slipped back."

Zhao Xiyan smiled, and was a little worried about Xu Jing.

Xu Jing was naturally lively and jumpy, and he didn't have much patience. It was not enough to train in the barracks, and sitting in the Jinluan Hall all day long to review and review the recitals was undoubtedly a torture for him......

However, sitting on the dragon chair, governing the government is the top priority, and it is impossible to be lazy!

Zhao Xiyan whispered softly, "You can't understand it now, just learn it slowly." No one is born with this. I believe in you, you will be a good emperor in the future."

Xu Jing straightened his chest under the trusting gaze of his sister Yue'er: "Okay, I'll enter the palace early tomorrow."

Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips and smiled.

Xu Jing looked at Ruhua with a smile, his heart seemed to be scratched, and he couldn't help but lean over. Zhao Xiyan was startled, quickly dodged, and glared at him with a blushing face.

Princess Beihai, who was waiting for her son in the inner hall, couldn't hold back, and had already stepped out, just seeing the scene of her son and daughter-in-law laughing affectionately, and her heart was a little pantothenic.

Before she could open her mouth, Xu Jing had already come over with a smile and held her hand affectionately: "Mother, I'm hungry."

The princess of Beihai was a motherly heart, and immediately put a little sour feeling behind her, and told the maid to go to the kitchen to prepare meals.

Xu Jing turned his head and grinned at Zhao Xiyan.

Zhao Xiyan smiled again.

One thing descends one thing. With Xu Jing here, the princess of Beihai, whose heart is smaller than the tip of a needle, is not so unbearable.

"Uncle!" Zhu Dalang and Zhu Erlang shouted and rushed over. Xu Jing's eyes were quick, and he scooped them up one by one, and the two naughty boys giggled with laughter, very happy.

"What about the second sister? I'll go see her first." Xu Jing asked with a smile.

Princess Beihai responded with a smile, took her son's hand and went to Xu Zhi's courtyard. After Xu Zhi gave birth, she was carried back to the east wing for confinement, with a white face and quite weak.

Even weaker than Xu Zhi was the second brother-in-law Zhu Zhenchuan lying on another narrow couch.

Zhu Zhenchuan deliberately set up this narrow couch, it seems that he plans to accompany his wife to do confinement together.

Xu Jing first greeted Xu Zhi's body, and then teased Zhu Zhenchuan with a smile: "The second brother-in-law's injury has not healed, and he is just raising his body with the second sister."

Zhu Zhenchuan grinned, "I plan to do the same."

Zhu Zhenchuan is prodigal and fun-loving on weekdays, but after this palace turmoil, no one will look down on Zhu Zhenchuan anymore. At a critical time, he dared to risk his life to kill the traitor. With this merit alone, Zhu Zhenchuan is enough to rank among the disciples of Jiangmen.

"Tao Er entered the palace with me that day, and he was much more injured than me." Zhu Zhenchuan sighed: "I don't know how he is now."

Xu Jing has been as busy as a spinning top these days, and he has no time to be idle, and he has no time to pay attention to how Tao Erlang is: "I only know that General Tao lost too much blood that day, and he will have to raise for at least a year and a half to recover."

There are too many generals who died in the palace chaos, and they are very lucky to survive.

Zhu Zhenchuan sighed in his heart.

Xu Zhi, who was lying on the bed, suddenly said: "The funeral is over, the emperor is decided, and it is time to deal with the rebels of the Murong family!"

Speaking of the Murong clan, a cold light flashed in Xu Jing's eyes, and he said lightly, "Murong Shen has escaped and has not been caught yet. The day he is caught will be the day the Murong clan will be wiped out."

After dinner, Xu Jing and Zhao Xiyan returned to the courtyard with a pair of children.

Xu Erwu quietly came to report: "Qi Yu Shizi, the little one was interrogated for two days, and he used all the torture, and that living mouth insisted that he was instructed by the prince of Xihe."

And so it was.

Xu Jing sneered: "Continue to torture and question, you must ask about Murong Shen's whereabouts

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Xu Erwu hesitated slightly: "This living bone is very hard, and he refuses to open his mouth to confess. If you continue to be tortured, you will have to breathe."

Zhao Xiyan suddenly opened his mouth: "Send this live mouth to the Xihe King's Mansion and hand it over to the Xihe Wang's son."

Xu Erwuyi was stunned.

Xu Jing's eyes lit up: "This is a good idea."

Anyway, it's useless to keep it, so I simply use it to beat the prince of Xihe. Let the prince of Xihe see how broad-minded he is.

Xu Erwu was ordered to retreat.

Xu Jing dangled around with her daughter Xiaohua'er. Little Flower leaned her head on her father's arms and giggled happily. Zhao Xiyan looked dizzy, and said with a smile: "You are shaking like this, Xiaohua'er is going to be stunned by you."

"Why, how happy Xiaohua'er laughs." Xu Jing reached out with great interest and hugged Xiaoguo'er into his arms. He has infinite strength, and it is effortless to hold two chubby children, and his relaxed appearance is simply envious.

Zhao Xiyan rubbed her sour arms, watched Xu Jingle walking around with the children in her arms, and couldn't help but purse her lips and laugh.

The Xihe Mansion and the Beihai Mansion are only two streets apart.

Half an hour later, several personal soldiers carried a wooden plank into the Xihe Palace.

The prince of Xihe looked at the man on the wooden board whose flesh and blood were blurred and he couldn't see the human appearance, and his face was quite ugly: "Xu Erwu, what do you mean by your master? Is it to threaten me by sending such a person?"

He has never fought for Xu Jing for the throne, and he is already very annoyed and depressed.

What does Xu Jing's hand mean?

Xu Erwu replied respectfully: "The prince misunderstood, two days ago, four traitors sneaked into Meng Yushi's house and committed assassination. Fortunately, our prince had already taken precautions and arranged an escort at Meng Yushi's house. Three of the thieves died on the spot, and only this one survived."

"Our son did not want to publicize this matter, so he suppressed it. In the past two days, the little one has been interrogating the living mouth. I never thought that this living mouth would dare to make a false accusation, saying that it was instructed by the prince of the West River."

"Our son didn't believe a word at all, so he specially ordered the little one to send him alive. What you want to do with it is up to the son of the world."

Prince of the West River: "......"

Xu Erwu quickly retired and left.

The King of Xihe, who had been hiding in the back hall, came out.

King Xihe glanced at the prince of King Xihe, who had an ugly face, and sighed: "If it were you, would you make a mistake and blame Xu Jing for the murder of the courtier?"

The corners of the prince of Xihe were pursed very tightly, and he refused to speak.

"Xu Jing didn't do this, but instead sent someone to you and let you dispose of it." The King of Xihe sighed, "This kind of mind is difficult for others to reach. This throne should indeed be sat by him. It's time for you to take it in."