How could the officials who went to investigate the disappearance of the Yufu County Disaster Relief Bank all died on the way back to Beijing!
Said to be sick!
Said to be exhausted!
There are different opinions, but there is clearly something wrong with this one.
Jing Rong pondered for a moment, and began to ponder in his heart.
Ask Lu Jiang, "Did those officials find nothing?"
Lu Jianghui: "I don't know. After those officials were killed, they all said that they died of illness, or they died of exhaustion on the way, so the court did not pay too much attention to the cause of their death, but the subordinates believed that those officials must have found out. What, and it must be related to the disaster relief silver, so I plan to go back to Beijing to report it, and only after the murderer finds out will he kill him."
Jing Rong nodded!
Approved!
He thought about it for a while, and said in a deep voice, "This time the matter of disaster relief is really tricky."
"The lord does not have to go to the imperial palace, and the emperor has not ordered it."
"This may be... a difficult choice, but it is also the beginning of a tough battle between me and Jing Yi."
In his tone, although he was a little more firm, he had to be helpless.
Emperor Qi Zhen wanted to choose someone between himself and Jing Yi, and the final result was nothing more than two possibilities.
First, if they can't find out, they will have to stay in Yufu County and be permanently exiled.
Second, it was found out, but the case was so complicated that on the day it was found out, the prince who stayed in the capital would definitely be crowned the crown prince.
The battle for the throne can be cleverly avoided.
Among them, it really shows the scheming of Emperor Qi Zhen.
It is said that the son is plotting against Lao Tzu, but in this imperial family, it is Lao Tzu who plots against his son!
the next day.
Jing Rong went to deal with the trivial matters after the prince's burial early in the morning.
The so-called trivial matters are cleaning up the mess left by the prince during his lifetime.
for example-
A lot of broken things left in the East Palace.
I took over the writing of documents before his death.
Responsible for the silver taels spent on the construction and renovation of the city years ago!
…
This mess is not a big deal, but it is really troublesome when accumulated one by one.
Makes people feel a pain in the brain.
Fortunately, Jingrong's work efficiency is quite high. After the whole day, it is finished.
After returning to the mansion, he was planning to change his clothes and rush to Zhuxi Garden.
But when he put his hand on his waist and touched it, his face suddenly changed.
And at this time, the General's Mansion!
Ji Wanxin sat in the pavilion, wearing a light blue cloak, resting her cheeks in one hand, resting on the stone table, holding an ordinary bead in the other hand, turning it on the tips of her slender fingers, The light from the side, the beads faintly shone with a blue halo.
Although inconspicuous, it is very translucent!
And isn't this bead the same bead that Ji Yunshu had put on the silver buckle on his bun and crown
Ji Wanxin looked at the bead tightly, her sickly and warm eyes were extremely dark.
She tilted her head and propped herself up. The girl next to her was going to give her a hand, but she didn't know that she was pushed away, and she even reprimanded her.
"Don't think of me as dying."
"Miss?"
"I'm fine." After speaking, he coughed a few times.
That little girl had to stand a little further away!
Ji Wanxin walked to the pond outside the pavilion, the orange-red light in the sky just fell on her pale side, revealing the comfort of a little woman.
But the clenched teeth betrayed her delicate face again.
Clearly fierce!
She twirled the beads on her fingertips and stretched towards the lotus pond
At this time, as long as her fingers loosened, the bead would fall into the lotus pond.
Just when she let go of her hand, suddenly someone trotted over.
The little servant panted and said, "Second miss, Rong... Prince Rong is here and said he was looking for you."
Uh!
Ji Wanxin subconsciously pulled her hand back and held the bead tightly in her tender palm.
With a heart that couldn't be found, her face suddenly darkened, and she asked the servant, "Where is the person?"
"It's right at the door."
Didn't even come in!
"Yep."
Ji Wanxin turned her head and ordered the girl to bring a delicate brocade box over. Then, she wiped the bead that was going to be thrown into the lotus pond and put it in the box.
This went to the door.
Jing Rong didn't come to her with great fanfare, so Ji Li and Ji Huan were not disturbed.
He stood outside the gate of the General's Mansion, with his back to the main entrance, standing on the stone steps, his sleeves fluttering against the cold wind, and he was dressed in splendid clothes, showing the extraordinary and unique man's splendor. attractive.
Ji Wanxin walked gently behind him in small steps, bowing her eyes and bowing her knees.
salute!
"See Your Majesty."
When Jing Rong heard the sound, she turned around and looked at her coldly: "Miss Ji, don't be too polite."
She kept her eyes down, facing Jingrong with her curved willow eyebrows.
Jing Rong said directly: "Can you pick up the objects that this king dropped?"
"Object?" She raised her eyes slightly, met Shang Jingrong's gaze, and opened her lips lightly: "My lord came here at this time, just to ask if I have found your belongings?"
"Yep."
"Is that object important to you?" she asked.
Jing Rong did not change his face, and replied, "Yes, it is very important to this king."
Very sure!
That is the future wife of this king, and it is a thing of love.
Ji Wanxin's heart seemed to be filled with a thick layer of mercury, so stuffy that he couldn't breathe, and his heart tightened.
But this emotion was well concealed by her.
Sisi took out the brocade box from her sleeve with a smile, held it in her palm, and handed it to Jingrong.
"The objects that are very important to the prince are here."
After the words fell, Jing Rong took it and opened it.
The translucent bead was indeed inside, wiped clean and placed on a handkerchief.
Ordinary beads are housed in delicate and expensive brocade boxes.
It has the taste of "everything enters Xianju".
Ji Wanxin said: "This bead probably fell from the prince, and it happened to be hooked on my dress. I thought it was the prince's, so I put it away and put it in the box carefully. If the prince doesn't come. , I'll send someone over there too."
Jing Rong put away the things and said, "Thank you, Miss Ji Er."
"This should belong to the prince, and it should be returned to the prince."
Whisper softly, like a petal in spring.
Slowly drifting towards Jing Rong's ear.
However, Jing Rong is like a cold rock, this gentle township like flowing water can't cut him at all.
Only one sentence: "It's cold outside, you better go in, this king has also bid farewell."
"King… "
Before Ji Wanxin's words came out, Jing Rong waved her sleeves and left.
She chased after two steps, but finally stopped, watching Jing Rong get on the carriage and leave.
As the carriage went farther and farther, her vision became more and more blurred. I don't know if it was blurred by the wind or because of tears in her eyes.
She pursed her lips, a little sad.
And behind her—