Seeing that Yan Weiyi was frightened by his own words, Jing Rong smiled with satisfaction, but it was as if he was carrying tens of thousands of poisonous needles.
"Don't panic, Mr. Yan, if this king really added grouper poison to the tea, at this moment, you won't be sitting here safe and sound." After speaking, he deliberately asked in a confused tone, "However, Nabei The sentence tree was planted by Mr. Yan, even if you are poisoned, you know how to fix it, right?"
Yan Weiyi only knew that he was caught in a trap now!
Everything he did was caught by Jing Rong.
He raised his eyes from the herbal tea in the cup and said, "The lord has something to say, why don't you just say it?"
"Okay, if that's the case, then this king will get straight to the point." Jing Rong stepped forward and said, "Although you have never had dealings with Mr. Yan, this king has heard a little about Mr. Yan's name. You are also a member of the civil service in my Daling Dynasty, but unfortunately you were rich in personal pockets and were removed from the official position."
"and then?"
"It didn't take long for your son Yan Xu to serve as the Minister of Military Affairs, and at that time, this king was appointed to investigate a case of hidden weapons. How do you know that this long thread finally fell on your son Yan Xu's. On the head, the emperor, in a fit of anger, convicted him of a treason and beheaded him for public display."
The last four words, Jing Rong said it very clearly!
At the same time as he spoke, he was also carefully looking at Yan Weiyi's expression.
Probably poking at Yan Weiyi's weakness, I saw his originally restrained anger burst out from his eyebrows in an instant.
Jing Rong continued: "Mr. Yan must have felt that if this king hadn't followed the line to investigate, maybe Yan Xu would have escaped his life, but God is not in control, it has always been a case of rebellion. Punishment, the truth, Mr. Yan must know better than me, after all, you used to be the young temple of the Ministry of Punishment."
On the opposite side of Yan Weiyi, his face changed from a burst of anger to blue.
"Your Majesty has gone around such a big circle. What you really want to say is actually what happened in Liangshan this time, right?"
"En!" Jing Rong nodded with a smile.
"I believe that everything is clear to the lord, right?"
"Yep!"
Yan Weiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again: "So, does the lord also want to send me to the prison of Dali Temple? Put me on a charge of murdering the prince?"
"That's not necessary." Jingrong hooked her lips: "It's just that this king has ordered Lu Jiang to take someone to your back garden, Mr. Yan. At this time, the trees in the yard should be uprooted. Right."
"what?"
"Such a poisonous thing, it is also a scourge to stay in this world. It's all those trees. It's a crime for you, Mr. Yan."
Jing Rong said it easily!
But Yan Weiyi's face was as black as coke!
Although the northern sentence tree was used to make grouper poison, in the end, it was also his treasure. After so many years of planting, Jing Rong was even uprooted by a single word. .
He swallowed his saliva, his face was really ashen.
but-
Jing Rong put away the smile on his lips.
Seriously said: "Mr. Yan can't possibly not know, there are two words, called 'use', right? Between you and me, it is because of your son, so it is reasonable for you to want to kill this king. However, Mr. Yan Why do you want to be someone else's scapegoat!"
Someone else's scapegoat
Of course, it's Jing Yi's ghost!
Yan Weiyi was silent, and some understood what he meant.
Jing Rong slowly lifted the teacup in front of him, poured the herbal tea in the cup onto the ground, and said.
"Since I have become a scapegoat, then there is no reason for this king not to kill him? But those northern clause trees can be regarded as your scapegoat, so this king will no longer pursue this matter, and there is a good saying, Killing chickens to warn the monkeys, Master Yan has learned this lesson, so he shouldn't do it again, right? After all, someone wants to use Mr. Yan's hand to kill this king. Although your goals are the same, no one is willing to be the opponent's Chess pieces?"
Yan Weiyi also understood these words with deep meaning!
Jing Yi knew that he wanted to take revenge for his son and killed Jing Rong. The two had the same goal and naturally stood on the same line, but he, who was blinded by hatred, even worked for Jing Yi over and over again, and the one who finally took the blame was naturally also. That's him.
And Jing Yi's hands are still clean!
"Thank you... King Rong's reminder." Yan Weiyi said slowly.
At this moment, Jing Rong unhurriedly took out a round jade pendant from his sleeve, placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of you, Yan Weiyi.
"I also have to trouble Mr. Yan to tell the owner of this jade pendant for this king. Before doing business next time, it is best not to leave evidence. Although this jade pendant does not represent anything, if it is presented to the emperor, some things will be difficult to say. "
That jade pendant was worn by the dead men who assassinated him in Yizhuang.
Although he didn't know why Jing Yi's dead men would wear such obvious jade pendants on their bodies, so that he could follow the clues, and finally found Jing Yi's head. I don't know if Jing Yi was oversighted, or those dead men were too stupid. !
Yan Weiyi took the jade pendant, and his heart was surging for a while.
Although from the beginning to the end, Jing Rong did not mention everything, not even a word about Jing Yi!
But his words, invisible, still made Yan Weiyi stunned for a long time.
After he leaned over and left the Peach Blossom Garden with that mood, Lang Bo, who had been guarding outside the pavilion, walked in.
Carefully asked: "Why did the lord let him go?"
Jing Rong Binghan's eyes stared at a peach blossom forest in the distance, Jianmei frowned, and a word overflowed from her thin lips.
"The more ants around you, the less you can do to kill them one by one. The best way is to let those ants... bite themselves."
…
Yan Weiyi left from the Peach Blossom Spring and went straight to the Yiwang Mansion.
In a short period of time, the news that Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu were safe and sound, as well as the progress of the disappearance case, all reached Jing Yi's ears one by one.
The teacup in his hand fell from his finger to the table in front of him with a thud, shattering in half!
On his seemingly calm face, he was extremely cold.
"I didn't expect that they would be able to escape from death, and they would be able to dig up this disappearance case."
unwise!
Another cold voice: "How does Yan Weiyi do things? You can't kill them with such a great opportunity, trash!"
Douquan was on the side, silent.
At this time, the servant outside announced: "My lord, Mr. Yan is here."
Jing Yi's face sank and nodded.
After a while, Yan Weiyi walked in with an expressionless face.
He cupped his hands and stood in the center of the room.
"Mr. Yan's people are really bad at handling things. Since such a good opportunity has been smashed, Jing Yi snorted.
"It's my incompetence."
"Forget it, this king doesn't want to blame you, just take this as a warning, and let's not take it as an example."
And next time
Yan Weiyi was very unhappy, he became his scapegoat, and the Beijuan tree that he had worked so hard to plant was uprooted by Jingrong, and the fire in his heart had nowhere to scatter.
Feelings, still want to borrow his hand!