Jing Rong went to see him on the night that Jing Yi was imprisoned in the Inner Heaven Prison.
Dismiss all guards in the prison.
With two jugs of wine in his hand, he went outside the cell.
Inside, there was a fairly clean quilt, a sturdy and simple table with an oil lamp, a pot of tea and three upside-down cups, Jing Yi sat inside, holding a thin stick with something written on the ground.
Jing Rong tapped the stake with his hand.
Hearing this, the man inside stopped his movements, raised his deep sunken eyes, met his gaze, and slowly moved down, landing on the two pots of wine in his hands.
With a disdainful smile: "It's said that the birds are flying, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackey is cooked. It's rare, and you come to see me."
"This is your favorite peach blossom stuffed." Jing Rong's voice was low.
"You really have a heart."
He didn't respond, took out the key, opened the cell door, and walked in.
Standing in front of Jing Yi.
At his feet are the four words Jing Yi just wrote - 魑魍魉.
The handwriting is neat and clear.
He smiled, walked to the table and sat down, opened the two jugs of wine he had brought, and filled the two upside-down glasses.
Push one of the cups to the opposite side.
Jing Yi threw the stick in his hand, stood up, sat down opposite him, and looked at the wine in front of him.
He understands!
understand everything!
So, he took the wine and smelled it on the tip of his nose, raised his eyebrows, raised his head and poured the wine into his throat.
The aroma of wine enters the throat, and the whole body is relaxed.
"Really good wine."
Jing Rong poured him another glass.
Drink again.
Jing Yi licked the remaining wine on the corner of his lips, and suddenly made a few "tsk tsk" in his mouth, put down the wine glass, narrowed his eyes, and sighed, "Jing Rong, if we have never been born in the emperor's family, maybe , you and I will be the best brothers, it's a pity that our lives are not as expected, you and I were destined to fight from the moment we were born, this is life, and no one can change it."
He just sank, "Fate is in the sky, the choice is up to you."
"Choice? Jing Rong, do you really think we have a choice?" Jing Yi's eyes tightened slightly, and he stepped forward, and said earnestly, "We have been chess in the hands of our father since we were born, you are Bai Zi, I am Hei Zi, It can only end in winning or losing. This is our life as a chess piece, and if we don’t want to be manipulated by others, we can only control the overall situation by becoming a chess thrower, whoever wins will win, and whoever loses will lose.”
Although he spoke so righteously and sternly, his tone was not as ruthless as before.
Jing Rong's face was calm, and she couldn't see her emotions, so she only asked, "Then now, do you have a trace of guilt in your heart?"
"Guilty? I don't regret it, so why do I feel guilty?" Jing Yi even teased, "If it is true, it would be a pity, but it is a pity that Miss Ji, such a talented and legendary woman, ended up becoming a legend. I think that if she was willing to use her for me, she wouldn't have ended up like this, even though I lost, it's worth it for you to regret in exchange for your life!"
Raised eyebrows!
Jing Rong was not annoyed, her calm eyes were not disturbed, she just stared at the glass of wine in front of her quietly and said, "Jing Yi, in fact, you know better than anyone else that if you lose, you lose."
"I admit, I lost, but Jing Rong..." Jing Yi suddenly laughed and continued, "Just like what I said, as long as the throne is still there, the wind in the palace will never stop."
"… "
"Don't you... Haven't you suspected that there is another person besides you and me?"
Uh!
Jing Rong: "What do you want to say?"
"My dead man never wears any jade pendant on his body, but more than half a year ago, among those who killed you in Jinjiang, some people wore jade pendants, don't you think it's strange? Obviously, he wanted to point the finger at me, and even the ministers suddenly wrote a letter to recommend me as a prince. These are all beyond my control. It is precisely because of this that the emperor has doubts about me, and this is why he recalled you. Jinglai, it can be seen that someone is helping you behind these things! But do you really want to help you? Or do you want to take advantage of the fisherman after you return to Beijing to fight with me? I'm afraid you have to think about it. already."
The tone was strange and terrifying.
When Jing Rong heard the words, there was a little bit of suspicion in his eyes.
And who was that girl Hibiscus from back then
Behind... Who is it
Friend or foe
But now, he has no intention of caring about those, looking at Jing Yi with a serious expression in front of him, his brows folded together, and he said, "Jing Yi, if there is an afterlife, I hope not."
Hope not!
After speaking, he got up and left.
"Jing Rong." Jing Yi suddenly stopped him.
He took a step and turned his back.
"Can you promise me one thing?"
"you say."
Jing Yi took a deep breath and smiled: "Mother concubine said that Dongjiang is her hometown, and she often said that she wanted to go back to see the spring kapok and the big mulberry tree planted at home. I don't know. ... Can you take me back to Dongjiang? I also want to see the Kapok and the big mulberry tree that the mother-in-law said."
a long time-
Jing Rong: "Okay."
"Xuan'er is about to get married. My concubine and I can't send her away. Can you send her off for me... send her off?" Her voice choked.
"Okay."
"And... thank you!"
Jing Rong's body trembled, and the hands inside the jacket clenched into fists.
Then, leave.
In the prison, Jing Yi got up and looked at the words "魑魍魉" written by himself on the ground. In his mind, the words his father and emperor had told him when he was a child flashed through his mind.
"Jing Yi, do you know how many people in this world have learned to write about ghosts and ghosts, but they don't understand the truth."
"My son doesn't understand either."
"You have to remember that those who achieve great things cannot be manipulated by others. You must not listen to slander, regardless of fallacies, only you can decide your own destiny."
He nodded heavily, "Yes, I remember it, I will avoid evil spirits, eliminate evil spirits, and achieve great things, rely on myself."
He still remembered the smile on his father's face at that time.
It is an appreciative laugh.
The memory dissipated little by little, he looked up at the narrow window in the prison, the light seemed to be divided into many paths, and the beams shot on his face.
Until the eyes slowly knocked down, and the body fell down.
What was left, only the blood spilled from the mouth...
The Buddha said that a greedy person will never be able to catch the flowing water, because the harder you push, the faster the water will flow away from your fingers, so someone asked the Buddha, if a person with blood on his hands, is it? Can you go back to the shore? Buddha said, yes! Someone asked the Buddha, what is evil? What is good? The Buddha said that good in the heart is good, and evil in the heart is evil.
So, how can a person with blood on his hands and evil in his heart turn back
When a Buddha sees the world, it is a catastrophe; when a human sees a Buddha, it is an illusion.
The cause and effect of human beings must be rewarded after all!