Jing Changjia listened carefully.

The messy sound gradually became clearer, and it didn't take long for it to stop abruptly. After a brief silence, several metal crashes rang out again in the distance, and then a piercing "squeak" pierced through the silence of the pacification prison.

It was the sound of the outermost cell door being opened.

Someone's coming.

More than one person.

Judging by the sound of footsteps that sounded again, it should be three people.

Jing Changjia sat up slowly. He was imprisoned in this Zhenfu Si prison for more than half a month, and no one tried him, and no one came to question him. Only one mute guard, who never spoke, came to bring him food at regular intervals every day.

Today I didn't have a meal, but someone came down.

Is he going to be arraigned, or is it ...... His good brother finally couldn't help it?

Thinking of this, Jing Changjia's eyes lit up, and he was a little excited.

Prolonged periods of absolute silence are a means of torture that can drive people to death. If it weren't for the fact that there was a little movement every day, and there were occasional rats, Jing Changjia had no doubt that he wouldn't be able to hold on.

The torture is not bad, and let him see who Yang Yiheng will let deal with him. If you seize power and pro-government, you should quickly cut through the chaos.

Drag on for half a month, it's really unusual.

Jing Changjia happily reprimanded Yang Yiheng in his heart, and then stood up peacefully, waiting for the sound of the other two doors opening.

After the sound of the door opening, a lantern appeared in the distance.

The mute guard who used to bring him food carried a white paper lantern and led the two people over.

The first one was dressed in a green robe of an internal servant, and he was carrying a five-layer large food box in his hand. As soon as he saw Jing Changjia, he bowed down with a smile and said respectfully: "Please be safe in Your Highness Yunzhong." ”

"Princess." Jing Changjia didn't move, and said with a smile, "Don't dare to do this." ”

"His Royal Highness Yunzhong said with a smile, the minister will greet you, that is all right." The prince glanced at the mute guard, and the other party immediately stepped forward and opened the door of the cell.

As soon as the door opened, the prince immediately entered the prison. He bowed down and put down the food box and said softly, "Your Highness, Your Majesty remembers you very much. You see, this is specially ordered for you by His Majesty. ”

As soon as the five-layer food box was opened, it exuded a fresh fragrance that did not belong to the Pacification Prison.

"Look at this peach golden silk rice, steamed soft sheep in wine, five-flavor apricot cheese goose, honey-roasted spring chicken, and snow xia soup...... It's your favorite food. The prince opened it layer by layer, and kept saying in his mouth, "Your Majesty has been thinking about this since he got up in the morning. The chef in the Imperial Dining Room is too lazy to make the taste you love...... Your Majesty was so angry. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Jing Changjia's face, and seeing that Jing Changjia did not show any dissatisfaction, he immediately picked up the bowl of pan peach golden silk rice, lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows and handed it to Jing Changjia: "Your Highness, can you taste it?" ”

Jing Changjia looked at him for a long time.

As His Majesty's personal attendant today, the prince will not be unaware of how big a crime it is to leak things in the forbidden world. Since he dared to say this, that was what Yang Yiheng meant.

But Yang Yiheng wanted to use this matter to tell him anything, and he didn't want to care about it.

He only knew that when the Son of Heaven ordered food, the imperial dining room naturally had to be made according to the taste of the Son of Heaven. How would they have known that their Majesty was going to get nervous today and wanted to order food for a criminal who was dying in prison to appease him?

Yang Yiheng is not hindered by him, but he is a little like his happy and freewheeling father.

Seeing that Jing Changjia had not spoken, Wang Gonggong's heart was beating hard, and he was hesitating to speak again, so he heard Jing Changjia say: "Wang Gonggong is a celebrity in front of our Majesty, but there is no need to behave like this in front of me." ”

He casually opened the delicate rice bowl in front of him, and with his other hand embedded in the arm of the prince, he forced him to stand up straight: "I am tired of staying in this place, and I will not embarrass you." Even if you go back to your life, I will admit whatever crime your majesty wants to give. Let him set the time for the beheading as early as possible, lest I lose patience and act on my own. ”

His tone was gentle, but the prince trembled when he heard this.

The prince lowered his eyes and mourned: "Your Highness, aren't you asking for the life of your minister?" ”

Jing Changjia snorted lightly, let go of his arm, and glanced at the five-layer lunch box on the ground: "The severed head meal has been delivered, isn't it what he can't wait?" ”

The prince shook again.

"Let's go back." Jing Changjia said in a deep voice.

The prince had no choice but to bow down and retreat to the mute guard who pointed to the lamp, and glanced at the man behind him again.

The third person wore a black hood and remained silent. It wasn't until the prince retreated that he walked a few steps to the door and called softly, "No blame! ”

Jing Changjia was stunned when he heard this, he hurried to the door and watched the man take off his black hood.

Beneath the hood is a familiar face.

The person who came was about to speak, when he saw Jing Changjia raise his hand and said sharply: "Stand down!" ”

The prince and the mute guard bowed their heads in unison and stepped back quickly.

It wasn't until the two of them walked out of a distance of ten or so steps that Jing Changjia retracted his gaze and said softly: "Guan Rong, you shouldn't come." ”

"If I don't come, I really don't know that you are bent on death!" Zhou Guanrong said anxiously: "No blame, don't give up, we are all trying to find a way for you." Besides, I look at Your Majesty...... I don't think he meant to kill you. ”

Jing Changjia smiled: "How can I have the heart to die? ”

Then why do you misinterpret him? To anger him, where is it good for you! He's not a good brother who only listens to you now! ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Guanrong was shocked for a moment.

He looked at Jing Changjia's expression, stabilized his nerves before lowering his voice, and said comfortingly: "No blame, after all, he was brought up by you, and your relationship with him is always different." The current conflict...... It was expected, as long as he took a step back, you would take a step back, so what? ”

Seeing that Jing Changjia didn't speak, Zhou Guanrong hurriedly took his hand: "No blame, think about the career you want to do, you let people go to the Western Regions, and those melons, fruits and spices that you let people bring back from the sea, don't you say that they are of great use?" You haven't told us how to use it. ”

Jing Changjia avoided his hand and looked at him with gentle eyes: "It's all food, and the people will find it useful." ”

"And those farming tools you let people make......"

"I left the Codex." Jing Changjia interrupted him, "I also found a folk craftsman to learn early. Without me, they know how to make and use it. ”

Zhou Guanrong looked at him with a complicated expression.

The light of the Pacification Prison was dim, and the light that was bright and extinguished fell, casting undulating shadows on the faces. Jing Changjia's eyes were hidden in that dimness, and only a little star-like light came out of it.

Yes, when the son grew up with him today, where did he not know what he would face?

"Are you...... Got it in mind at the beginning? Zhou Guanrong asked in a low voice.

"Ah......" Jing Changjia was stunned for a moment before he smiled again, "No." Nope. ”

In his expectation, he should teach Yang Yiheng how to be a decision-maker, and then ...... He's going to slowly pull his people out.

He would go to the desert, the deep sea, the lonely mountains, and go to those places to do what he wanted to do.

Maybe only once in a few years. But he will come back with the seeds and talents he has discovered, and do his best to make the world a little better.

He always thought that Yang Yiheng would support him.

So in his conjecture...... There is no such place as a prison to pacify the Prison.

"But you should know that he doesn't want to kill you." Zhou Guanrong said softly, "No blame, just one step." Let's take a step back. ”

Jing Changjia was still smiling, he looked at the friend in front of him, and said seriously: "Jing is not to blame, he can die, he can't be defeated." ”

Zhou Guanrong's brows furrowed, he stared at Jing Changjia, and almost roared: "This is not at the border!" ”

He forgot what this place was, only held Jing Changjia's wrist tightly, and choked up: "You don't need to be that invincible young general!" You won't die if you lose...... Take a step back and survive, why not?! ”

Jing Changjia watched him lose his temper almost connived, and when Zhou Guanrong finished speaking, he broke free of Zhou Guanrong's hand and patted the other party's arm gently: "Guanrong, go back, don't come." ”

Zhou Guanrong wanted to say something, but the dumb guard had already stepped forward a few steps, grabbed Zhou Guanrong's arm with one hand, and made a gesture of invitation with the other.

The scholar who holds the pen all the year round is not the opponent of the guard with a knife, he is almost dragged by the mute guard and leaves Jing Changjia's sight.

When the Suppression Prison was quiet again, Jing Changjia let out a long, long sigh.

If you take a step back, you won't die?

Jing Changjia chuckled.

Yang Yiheng may not kill him, but Yang Yiheng also knows what he hates best.

He wants to confine him in the eldest princess's mansion for the rest of his life, and he can't take a single step for the rest of his life, what is the difference between this and death?

Maybe...... It's not just confined in the Eldest Princess's Mansion.

Yang Yiheng may just want him to bow down and bow his head, but Jing Wuyi has never bent his spine to live in his life.

He would never accept this ending. But is it because of this that he has to raise an army?

In the dream, Yang Yiheng's uncontrollable howl seemed to sound again. Jing Changjia touched his neck, walked to the five-layer food box and squatted down.

The bottom of the food box was covered with charcoal fire to keep warm, and Jing Changjia casually took a piece of five-flavor apricot cheese goose and tasted it.

"It's too warm for too long, and the taste is too creamy." After he finished commenting, he simply sat down, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate slowly.

On the other side, the prince hurriedly returned to the Qinzheng Palace.

As soon as he approached the gate of the Qinzheng Palace, he saw a gray-haired figure retreat.

That's He Qingji. The former prince and young master, now the scholar of Wenhua Palace.

"Lord Ho." The prince took the lead in arching his hand.

"Lord Wang." He Qingji replied with a salute, hesitated for a moment before asking, "Lord Wang is not with Your Majesty, but he has gone ......?"

He looked to the west.

The prince only smiled and said, "Lord He, Your Majesty is still waiting for me, so I'll go over first." ”

He was in a hurry to leave, and He Qingji didn't fight with him, so he simply said directly: "Princess, you and I both know what the only important thing in the current court is. Your Majesty is still young and too soft-hearted to know that some things should not be delayed for too long. Since you are a close minister of Your Majesty, you should admonish Your Majesty more. ”

The prince didn't speak, but just bowed his hand again and hurriedly entered the Qinzheng Palace.

Yang Yiheng looked at the excerpts in the side hall on the east side. The tea on the table was already cold, and he didn't ask anyone to change the water.

It wasn't until the prince returned to him and carefully changed him a cup of warm water at the right temperature that he picked up the cup and took a sip: "He...... The king of the clouds, how are you doing? ”

The prince was in a cold sweat, and only dared to say: "The king of the county is watching...... Quite comfortable. ”

"Of course he's at ease." Yang Yiheng chuckled, "Don't treat him as one of these gentlemen in Beijing, he hasn't had any hard days in those years, what is the purpose of calming down the prison?" ”

After he had said this, he put down his cup and muttered for a long time before he asked, "Go to him today, and tell him in detail what you have said to him." ”

The prince knelt down violently when he heard this. He first said the conversation between himself and Jing Changjia word by word, and then leaned down and put his head on the ground, and said in a mournful voice: "Your Majesty, it is the ministers who are incompetent and cannot persuade the king of the county." ”

"Decapitated rice?"

Yang Yiheng got up suddenly, and the blue tendons on his forehead jumped: "I'm worried that he won't eat or sleep well, but he thinks I will give him a severed head meal?!" Well, very good! ”

The prince fell on the ground, and did not dare to raise his head. Only cold sweat seeped out uncontrollably.

Yang Yiheng was so angry that he paced back and forth, and it took a long time before he asked coldly, "What about Zhou Guanrong?" He didn't persuade either? ”

"Lord Zhou......" Wang Gonggong hesitated, "he was quite excited. The king of the county asked him to ...... Don't go. ”

"Huh. It seems that his Zhou Guanrong is useless. Yang Yiheng was in a weird mood.

Isn't it a friend who has died? No, it's useless.

Yang Yiheng picked up the teacup and took another sip before asking, "What did the county king say to him?" ”

The prince spoke carefully again.

Although he was far away at that time, he was quiet and he was born with good ears. Therefore, Jing Changjia and Zhou Guanrong's words, he also heard them clearly.

Yang Yiheng calmly looked down at his figure, and it wasn't until the prince finished speaking that he sat back down.

"Can you die, can't you lose?" Yang Yiheng said softly.

"Yes." The prince said in a trembling voice, "The king of Yunzhong County, he ...... But that's how it goes. ”

"Just fulfill one of my requests, is it defeat?" Yang Yiheng muttered, "Obviously, before, he would promise me anything. ”

Just didn't let Jing Changjia leave, he couldn't wait to die.

But is he the only one trapped in this imperial city? As the Son of Heaven, won't he also be trapped by this city for the rest of his life?

The prince fell to his knees with his eyes closed, as if he had not heard anything.

"Since he wants to die, I will fulfill him, won't I?" Yang Yiheng said calmly, "If he can't be defeated, then it's better to die." ”