It was only then that Ling Qingyu realized that something was wrong with him, put the tea bowl down, and moved it in front of him. Seeing that his face was so pale that there was no blood left, and the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly, he hugged his upper body unconsciously and stood up, calling: "Cheng Jia, Cheng Jia!"
Alan, who was blocked outside, stomped his feet, rushed to the water pavilion, took Cheng Jia's hand to feel his pulse, and then said to Ling Qingyu: "You should have seen that something was wrong with him, why did you let him talk here for so long? "
After the pulse took a few seconds, Alan's eyes widened and he said, "How long has it been since you ate?"
"Hunger strike?"
Leaning her head on the soft chest, Cheng Jia shook her head slightly and said, "I just can't eat it."
"How long has it been? How many days?" Alan asked, and shouted to the people standing far away: "Bring a bowl of white porridge, the thinner the better!"
How many days? Since I was kicked out by you that day, my body has been out of control. Although I knew it was not good and forced myself to eat, my body still wouldn't accept it. In the past two days, I couldn't eat at all. Cheng Jia watched Ling Qingyu wore an anxious face, but smiled lightly and said nothing.
He took out a pill from his pocket and stuffed it for him. Alan sighed and said, "I'm afraid it will be a while? It's almost the kind of anorexia you mentioned last time, but that kind of thing is not for weight loss. What? I said, Mr. Cheng, why are you joining in the fun with your figure?"
Because of the hot weather, Ling Qingyu and Alan's appetites are not very good. There is often some porridge stewed on the stove, so that they can make porridge of various flavors at any time. Now Alan asked for it, and sent a bowl of porridge that was boiled just right come over.
After glancing at the white porridge, Cheng Jia stared at Ling Qingyu and asked, "Can the deal be made?"
"What if I disagree?" Ling Qingyu asked in confusion.
"Then Jianing would rather die."
"threaten me?"
"Yes!"
"You have to know that your life is your own, and you are no longer a threat to me after you die, so think clearly!"
"Jiaruo is dead, where do you go to find such a good chess piece for you to use?"
"You call it taking advantage of the fire!"
"Even so."
"Wait, I said girl, what deal? What conditions did he propose?"
"He says… "
"I helped her achieve a great career, and she asked me to be her man."
"What's the trouble with this? Are you running out of men? Are you not a husband? What does it matter if you have one more or one less? Come on, come on, I will answer for her!"
Gently patted Ying Jiu who was stunned, Yan Qi sighed: "Remember, scholars are so insidious, cunning and shameless!"
When he agreed, he was unwilling in every possible way, but he heard Shuan talk about how miserable his young master was with snot and tears, and Alan said that his spleen and stomach were already very weak, and with the previous strain, his health was indeed very bad. Looking back at Cheng Jia, who had just drank a bowl of porridge and had been sleeping on the bed, a trace of indescribable emotion filled her heart.
Cheng Jia had woken up for a while, seeing her just standing in front of the window in a daze, and said softly, "You don't have to worry about it."
"What?" Ling Qingyu was taken aback, and then said: "Cheng Jia, I don't care what your reason is, but you should know that I can promise you any conditions, but I can't give you love."
"I know," Cheng Jia said with a soft smile and soft voice, "Jia just wants to see you every day. Tomorrow is fourteen. You need an antidote, right?"
On July 14th, Ling Qingyu gave a wry smile without words, then looked Cheng Jia up and down again, with a twitch of his mouth, and said, "Just your body?"
"Is Jia in good health? Haven't you used it?" Cheng Jia propped himself up, leaned against the head of the bed, and smiled.
Ling Qingyu's face turned red immediately, he coughed a few times, turned around and was about to leave, but he heard Cheng Jia whispering behind him: "Wait, Ling Qingyu."
Seeing Ling Qingyu turning his head back, Cheng Jia withdrew his smile and said, "There is one thing that I have been unable to figure out. If, as you said, the Zhou Dynasty is to be overthrown, the most direct way is actually to let Yan Qi and the others sneak into the palace and kill them." Emperor, once the emperor dies, and there is no will, the eldest prince and the second prince will naturally fight to the death for the throne. At that time, you can just watch from the sidelines, and there is no need to take risks by yourself. Why did you go to Bianjing by yourself? Come on, can I let Jia guess?"
Ling Qingyu looked at him, his face sank slightly, and he closed the door with his hand back.
Holding the head of the bed and getting out of bed, standing in front of Ling Qingyu, Cheng Jia said slowly: "About the economy, you can do it in a more drastic way, you have so much silver and copper coins, there is absolutely no need for a little Depreciation, you can directly reduce the value of ten coins and silver bills to half, so that the economy will collapse faster, but the people will really bear the brunt, and they will be the first to starve to death. The reason why you use this method is, On the contrary, it gave the common people a buffer. Yang Zhao died unjustly. It is impossible for his generals not to want revenge. I found the military documents of the Ministry of War. In the state of preparation for war, the military text says to prevent Xiao Sui from attacking the pass, but they should be preparing to attack Bianjing at that time, right? You let them stand still at Heishui Pass, firstly because they are afraid that if they really kill them like this, they will directly die. Once the Heishui Pass is breached, if the Liao army invades, it will be a sinner for the nation! You don’t let Yan Qi and the others do it, it’s because you don’t want them to die. You can sacrifice, but in fact you don’t want to sacrifice anyone, the only thing you do is to come to this place of tigers and wolves to buy time for them, the only thing you sacrifice is yourself.”
Sighing deeply, Ling Qingyu smiled and said: "I'm not as noble as you think. Really, I didn't know when He Li and the others assembled their army. I know. I just want to keep my vitality. I can't let them just do it like that." Lost. To kill the emperor, I naturally want to kill him, but why should Yan Qi and the others be sent to death? There are more ways, not to mention, the power of the first prince and the second prince is not balanced now, even if the two sides fight, the ending will be very difficult It is easy to see that I can't achieve the goal I want at all. As for the economy, you also know that the Zhou Dynasty has many restrictions on merchants. If I do too much, I will definitely be counterattacked by the court. In that way, I will be the one who will be hurt. As for my coming to Bianjing, it is only because... "
"Because you can't watch others in danger and you hide behind yourself, so you put yourself in the front, the most dangerous place." Cheng Jia approached Ling Qingyu, lowered her head, and when she was dazed, gently She touched that lip, and then took two steps back before she could get angry, and said: "Stop those little tricks, the policy of the Zhengshitang will probably change again in the near future, in order to ensure their own They don't care about the interests of the people, so you don't need to blame yourself while doing these things, so that your Ling family and your business network can continue to stay underwater without being watched and affected , and Heishui Pass, let them guard the pass and not participate in those power struggles, so that you will not be involved."
Touching her lower lip, Ling Qingyu looked deeply at Cheng Jia. He was helping her to put aside the relationship. If everything had nothing to do with her, then Bianjing would no longer be a dangerous place for her.
Seeing the doubt in her eyes, Cheng Jia put on a smile and said, "The easiest way is to let the princes' power get closer. When their ambition and power are close, kill Emperor Xiwen."
"Want to know how to do it?" Seeing Ling Qingyu nodded, Cheng Jia sat down on the bed and said, "Give me a reward. I will not only tell you what to do, but also do it for you."
It was only then that Ling Qingyu realized that something was wrong with him, put the tea bowl down, and moved it in front of him. Seeing that his face was so pale that there was no blood left, and the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly, he hugged his upper body unconsciously and stood up, calling: "Cheng Jia, Cheng Jia!"
Alan, who was blocked outside, stomped his feet, rushed to the water pavilion, took Cheng Jia's hand to feel his pulse, and then said to Ling Qingyu: "You should have seen that something was wrong with him, why did you let him talk here for so long? "
After the pulse took a few seconds, Alan's eyes widened and he said, "How long has it been since you ate?"
"Hunger strike?"
Leaning her head on the soft chest, Cheng Jia shook her head slightly and said, "I just can't eat it."
"How long has it been? How many days?" Alan asked, and shouted to the people standing far away: "Bring a bowl of white porridge, the thinner the better!"
How many days? Since I was kicked out by you that day, my body has been out of control. Although I knew it was not good and forced myself to eat, my body still wouldn't accept it. In the past two days, I couldn't eat at all. Cheng Jia watched Ling Qingyu wore an anxious face, but smiled lightly and said nothing.
He took out a pill from his pocket and stuffed it for him. Alan sighed and said, "I'm afraid it will be a while? It's almost the kind of anorexia you mentioned last time, but that kind of thing is not for weight loss. What? I said, Mr. Cheng, why are you joining in the fun with your figure?"
Because of the hot weather, Ling Qingyu and Alan's appetites are not very good. There is often some porridge stewed on the stove, so that they can make porridge of various flavors at any time. Now Alan asked for it, and sent a bowl of porridge that was boiled just right come over.
After glancing at the white porridge, Cheng Jia stared at Ling Qingyu and asked, "Can the deal be made?"
"What if I disagree?" Ling Qingyu asked in confusion.
"Then Jianing would rather die."
"threaten me?"
"Yes!"
"You have to know that your life is your own, and you are no longer a threat to me after you die, so think clearly!"
"Jiaruo is dead, where do you go to find such a good chess piece for you to use?"
"You call it taking advantage of the fire!"
"Even so."
"Wait, I said girl, what deal? What conditions did he propose?"
"He says… "
"I helped her achieve a great career, and she asked me to be her man."
"What's the trouble with this? Are you running out of men? Are you not a husband? What does it matter if you have one more or one less? Come on, come on, I will answer for her!"
Gently patted Ying Jiu who was stunned, Yan Qi sighed: "Remember, scholars are so insidious, cunning and shameless!"
When he agreed, he was unwilling in every possible way, but he heard Shuan talk about how miserable his young master was with snot and tears, and Alan said that his spleen and stomach were already very weak, and with the previous strain, his health was indeed very bad. Looking back at Cheng Jia, who had just drank a bowl of porridge and had been sleeping on the bed, a trace of indescribable emotion filled her heart.
Cheng Jia had woken up for a while, seeing her just standing in front of the window in a daze, and said softly, "You don't have to worry about it."
"What?" Ling Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Cheng Jia, I don't care what your reasons are, but you should know that I can promise you any conditions, but I can't give you love."
"I know," Cheng Jia said with a soft smile and soft voice, "Jia just wants to see you every day. Tomorrow is fourteen. You need an antidote, right?"
On July 14th, Ling Qingyu gave a wry smile without words, then looked Cheng Jia up and down again, with a twitch of his mouth, and said, "Just your body?"
"Is Jia in good health? Haven't you used it?" Cheng Jia propped himself up, leaned against the head of the bed, and smiled.
Ling Qingyu's face turned red immediately, he coughed a few times, turned around and was about to leave, but he heard Cheng Jia whispering behind him: "Wait, Ling Qingyu."
Seeing Ling Qingyu turning his head back, Cheng Jia withdrew his smile and said, "There is one thing that I have been unable to figure out. If, as you said, the Zhou Dynasty is to be overthrown, the most direct way is actually to let Yan Qi and the others sneak into the palace and kill them." Emperor, once the emperor dies, and there is no will, the eldest prince and the second prince will naturally fight to the death for the throne. At that time, you can just watch from the sidelines, and there is no need to take risks by yourself. Why did you go to Bianjing by yourself? Come on, can I let Jia guess?"
Ling Qingyu looked at him, his face sank slightly, and he closed the door with his hand back.
Holding the head of the bed and getting out of bed, standing in front of Ling Qingyu, Cheng Jia said slowly: "About the economy, you can do it in a more drastic way, you have so much silver and copper coins, there is absolutely no need for a little Depreciation, you can directly reduce the value of ten coins and silver bills to half, so that the economy will collapse faster, but the people will really bear the brunt, and they will be the first to starve to death. The reason why you use this method is, On the contrary, it gave the common people a buffer. Yang Zhao died unjustly. It is impossible for his generals not to want revenge. I found the military documents of the Ministry of War. In the state of preparation for war, the military text says to prevent Xiao Sui from attacking the pass, but they should be preparing to attack Bianjing at that time, right? You let them stand still at Heishui Pass, firstly because they are afraid that if they really kill them like this, they will directly die. Once the Heishui Pass is breached, if the Liao army invades, it will be a sinner for the nation! You don’t let Yan Qi and the others do it, it’s because you don’t want them to die. You can sacrifice, but in fact you don’t want to sacrifice anyone, the only thing you do is to come to this place of tigers and wolves to buy time for them, the only thing you sacrifice is yourself.”
Sighing deeply, Ling Qingyu smiled and said: "I'm not as noble as you think. Really, I didn't know when He Li and the others assembled their army. I know. I just want to keep my vitality. I can't let them just do it like that." Lost. To kill the emperor, I naturally want to kill him, but why should Yan Qi and the others be sent to death? There are more ways, not to mention, the power of the first prince and the second prince is not balanced now, even if the two sides fight, the ending will be very difficult It is easy to see that I can't achieve the goal I want at all. As for the economy, you also know that the Zhou Dynasty has many restrictions on merchants. If I do too much, I will definitely be counterattacked by the court. In that way, I will be the one who will be hurt. As for my coming to Bianjing, it is only because... "
"Because you can't watch others in danger and you hide behind yourself, so you put yourself in the front, the most dangerous place." Cheng Jia approached Ling Qingyu, lowered her head, and when she was dazed, gently She touched that lip, and then took two steps back before she could get angry, and said: "Stop those little tricks, the policy of the Zhengshitang will probably change again in the near future, in order to ensure their own They don't care about the interests of the people, so you don't need to blame yourself while doing these things, so that your Ling family and your business network can continue to stay underwater without being watched and affected , and Heishui Pass, let them guard the pass and not participate in those power struggles, so that you will not be involved."
Touching her lower lip, Ling Qingyu looked deeply at Cheng Jia. He was helping her to put aside the relationship. If everything had nothing to do with her, then Bianjing would no longer be a dangerous place for her.
Seeing the doubt in her eyes, Cheng Jia put on a smile and said, "The easiest way is to let the princes' power get closer. When their ambition and power are close, kill Emperor Xiwen."
"Want to know how to do it?" Seeing Ling Qingyu nodded, Cheng Jia sat down on the bed and said, "Give me a reward. I will not only tell you what to do, but also do it for you."