Jing Yi left the bedside and walked out gently, with a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth when he came out.
Order the courtiers: "The emperor has spoken, pardon King Rong, and release him immediately."
When the Dali Si Qing heard this, he quickly responded: "The minister obeys the order!"
Breathed a sigh of relief.
Jing Rong was originally a Buddha, and he was sent from the Dali prison to his Dali Temple prison, just like a hot potato.
But fortunately, Master Yu, Shaoqing of Dali Temple, took over.
But now the emperor personally ordered Jingrong to be released, which is a big happy event for his Dali Siqing.
Let it go quickly, let it go quickly, and if Jingrong is locked up for another day, his heart and liver will tremble.
After the decree was issued, Jing Yi left the Fuyang Palace and met Ji Li.
"See also King."
"East Palace rebellion, Ji Si Yinke has dealt with it?" he asked.
Ji Li replied: "Everyone in the East Palace is waiting, and those who should be killed are also locked in the East Palace."
It turned out that the people who massacred in the East Palace last night were Ji Li's people!
Also, as Dalin's Chief Yin Officer, this matter really has something to do with him.
Half of the safety of the imperial city is within his jurisdiction!
Jing Yi was obviously satisfied with his answer.
"Ji Siyin's work is neat and tidy, and this king really admires it."
"Don't dare, King Yi was able to rescue the driver smoothly, making the last commander respect him, but the last commander would have to take the blame. The rebellion in the East Palace happened in the imperial city and didn't notice it, it really deserves to die."
"The top and bottom of the Ji family are all my loyal ministers, not to mention Ji Siyin has done his duty."
Jing Yi said this, but he was thinking in his heart, you deserve to die, but who dares to kill you
I'm not afraid of you rebelling!
The two came and went politely, and at this moment, a guard came.
After saying a few words in Jing Yi's ear, he frowned, but immediately relaxed, for fear that Ji Li would see his reaction.
Afterwards, he smiled: "This king will not disturb Ji Siyin."
Ji Li didn't say a word, just handed in hand.
After Ke Jingyi took a few steps, he turned around and said strangely, "Ji Siyin's younger sister, Miss Ji, is indeed a beautiful and talented child."
Ji Li was still thinking about his words, but he had already left.
It seems to understand what it means, but it doesn't seem to understand very well.
These days, since Ji Muqing returned from the palace to the General's Mansion, he has developed a lot of rashes on his face. He has been shutting himself in the room and not letting anyone in, not even Ji Li, let alone asking questions. A few words.
Ji Muqing's inability to participate in the selection of the crown prince obviously became a thorn in the Ji family.
But thinking of what happened to the prince now, it is obviously lucky!
Without further thinking, Ji Li entered the Fuyang Palace.
Jing Yi went to the East Palace, but he also brought another person, Pan Chong.
The prince was paralyzed on the ground all night, and the moment he saw the door opened, his eyes were full of hope.
The person who came in was Pan Chong.
"gentlemen!"
shouted excitedly.
He quickly got up from the ground, ran towards Pan Chong, and took his hand: "Sir, you must save me, the royal father demoted me and stripped me of the title of prince, sir, how can this be? ?"
There are tears in my eyes!
Changed from usual, Pan Chong looked very indifferent, walked to the table and sat down.
"Prince, don't worry."
The tone is flat.
And he also called him a prince, which was enough face.
Do not worry
The night passed, Jing Hua's face was full of stubble, and the whole person looked very decadent, and even his eyeballs seemed to burst out.
He said in a hoarse voice: "How can I not be in a hurry, sir, you said that the encirclement of the palace will be successful, and how can this matter be disclosed? It is absolutely foolproof."
"Prince wants to know?"
He nodded.
Pan Chong's wrinkled face was twisted into one piece, and he said unhurriedly, "The so-called, good birds choose wood to perch, and golden birds drink in the stream. Although you are a big backer, Prince, but this big mountain is very difficult. Not for me."
"What do you mean, sir?"
"Prince, as your husband, I have watched you grow up. I know better than others whether you are a piece of dead wood. Prince, you only know how to flatter the emperor all day long, and only know how to have fun. Understand, how can you sit on the throne?"
Without euphemism!
When Jing Hua heard this, he completely understood.
He took a few steps back in disbelief and stared at him with wide eyes.
He said, "Is it you? Is it you who told Jing Yi? Is it you who want to kill the prince?"
Grass bag!
You finally understand.
IQ has finally risen.
Pan Chong also didn't intend to hide it, got up from the chair, his face was always flat and said: "King Yi is different from you, the prince, he is a big backer, if he can rely on it, it is indeed a good choice, rather than follow one. For the prince who will be deposed sooner or later, it is better to make a decision early and find a new owner."
Jing Hua's lips trembled and pointed at him excitedly: "You... why? You are my husband, you have watched me grow up since you were a child, why did you even betray me?"
"It's because I watched you grow up that I knew you wouldn't become popular. You're not a talent at all."
Uh!
Jing Hua was completely desperate, he couldn't even grasp the last life-saving straw. It seemed that he was really going to fall into the abyss.
The door was pushed open again at this time, and Jing Yi walked in with a straight body.
A condescending arrogance.
When Pan Chong also came in, like a slave, he cupped his hands to greet him.
"See also King."
Jing Yi waved his hand and glanced at Jing Hua, who was stunned, and then said to Pan Chong, "Mr. Pan, don't be too polite, this time, thanks to Mr. , to capture the prince."
"It was King Yi who could see through it first, but if it wasn't for your big plan, this matter would not have been possible."
Jing also accepted this.
"This king wants to talk to the royal brother alone."
Pan Chong understood what he meant, bowed down, and went out, closing the door.
Jing Yi looked at the embarrassed Jing Hua in front of him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger.
"Brother Huang is where you are today, and it is your own fault. If Brother Huang is too impatient and likes to think wildly, he will not fall into my trap."
A royal brother at a time.
It's more exciting than calling "Prince".
Jing Hua glared at him fiercely, gnashing his teeth: "I'm going to see the father and emperor and shake out all your crimes. You framed me, and you did everything."
"Shake it out?" Jing Yi disapproved, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Brother Huang, do you know that the poison you used to kill the monarch is grouper poison, this poison is only found in Yan Weiyi, you really don't know Yan Weiyi, nor do you He instigated you to rebel, but he was a chess piece, and Yan Weiyi... is already dead, and there is no proof. As for the fire in Chengqing Hall, if there is an accusation by Mr. Zhang, you can't escape. You don't need to expect Mr. Zhang to tell the truth. You clear your name, because if he tells the truth, his family will die."