Inside the dormitory of the inner courtyard of Prince Gui’s Mansion.

Yan Xiebo was wearing a thin cotton snow satin robe, leaning against the soft collapse, slowly putting the account book in his hand, "Have the news been sent back?"

"It's been sent back." Yan Dong, who had just come in and stood there, said respectfully, "His Highness Zhan Wang personally ordered that the man pass all the punishments in the torture room, and now the people have been sent to the mass grave."

Jing Bo sat upright and said almost certainly, "Have you died yet?"

Yan Dong nodded, "Not yet."

"It's really his style." Jing Yuebo sighed as if he felt aroused, then a pain in his chest, his throat became a little itchy, and he couldn't help coughing.

"Ahem..."

Seeing this, Jingxia hurriedly brought the steaming teacup, "Young master, have a cup of ginseng tea."

Jing Bo took a deep breath, took the teacup, but did not drink it as soon as possible. Instead, he raised his eyes and continued, "There is no movement in the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, right?"

Yan Dong said concisely, "No."

Jing Yanbo nodded, then took a sip of ginseng tea. When he raised his eyes, the moonlight in his eyes was as bright as water, and it was cold and cold. "The Valley of the God Doctor violated the unspoken rules of the four tribes, repeatedly interfered in the affairs of the four countries, and even ignored human lives and harmed the people. He was the name of hanging pots to save the world. From now on, the family will cancel all cooperation with the God Doctor Valley, and all previous orders will be invalidated."

When Xiang Xia heard this, she was shocked and instinctively said, "Young master, if that is the case, Xiang's loss is really great. Do you want to..."

However, before he could say the rest, he was forced back by Jingbo's indifferent eyes.

The whole person was stiff and then bowed and spit out a word, "Yes."

Only then did Jing Yuebo withdraw his gaze, put down the teacup, and continued to speak.

"Go to the warehouse to pick a few medicinal herbs to nourish the body and send them to Princess Huaian tomorrow." He glanced at Jean Xia in particular and added, "You stay and let Jean Dong go."

Feeling the dislike of his young master, Yan Xia felt wronged.

Didn’t he just see your old man squirting blood before and expressing his dissatisfaction with Princess Huaian? He just said that you are all Princess Huaian taking care of your illness. Could it be that he really dares to show off any face after he goes? Just like your treasure, he dares to show off his face before his feet, and then he can be driven out of Princess’ Mansion.

Do he dare?

As for what you want to give me this special order, is it worth it?

No matter how Yan Xia complained, Yan Dong answered neatly, "Yes, my subordinates obeyed the order."

Jing Yuebo pondered for a moment and added again, "To choose the best one, I remember there is a jade-snow Ganoderma lucidum that has been vintage for thousands of years in the warehouse, right?"

When Xiang Xia heard this, she was stunned and couldn't help but say, "Young master, our warehouse only has such a medicinal material that is thousands of years old. I guess there is no Jade Snow Ganoderma lucidum that is thousands of years old in the Divine Doctor Valley. Even if you want to give it, you should go and give it to it yourself!"

You know, for the jade snow Ganoderma lucidum, the spouse paid a considerable price at the beginning, and it was specially used to nourish their young master.

Now their master said that he would give him away if he gave him away. Well, Princess Huaian was the one who was in the heart of their master. The young master was happy and would give him away if he wanted to. This was no problem.

He just felt that all such precious medicinal materials had been sent out, so he should have a sense of existence no matter how hard he was.

If there was such an opportunity in the past, their master would have been on stage in person, but now he has asked Jingdong to do it, which is abnormal no matter how you look at it.

Think about it carefully, since Yan Dong came back and reported what happened at the Anmin Festival today, their master was particularly silent. Except for the safety of Princess Huaian who was first asked about, he did not mention Princess Huaian much the rest of the time.

This is really abnormal!

Jing Xia was thinking about it, but when she heard Jing Bo sigh, "So what if you go to see him off in person, just be fine."

Hearing this, Jean Xia's pupils shrank suddenly, and her mind suddenly appeared. She suddenly realized a fact and said with some difficulty, "Young Master, you are...abandon Princess Huaian, right?"

Upon hearing this, a large area of ​​hidden pain was passed through the depths of her eyes, but her lips were curled calmly, and the slightly hoarse voice was permeated with a hint of helplessness and even powerlessness. "If it is possible, I naturally don't want to give up, but what can I not give up? She always has danger, and I am not even by her side. What are I qualified to fight for in this way?"

Jean Xia frowned and retorted unwillingly, "You have done so much, why are you not qualified?"

Xiang Shubo shook his head, his smile became a little more ethereal.

"If you can't give her the best, you might as well let it go." He seemed to be explaining to Yang Xia, but more like convincing himself. "Actually, at this moment, I'm a little lucky. Even if my body is well conditioned, I can't live for more than ten years. My second half of my life is too short and her road is still long. If the person she likes is me, when I leave, she will be so sad and difficult."

Speaking of this, Jing Bao sighed as if she was relieved, and the smile on her face was as bright as the moon, solid and gentle as well. "Fortunately, fortunately... the person in her heart is not me."

Hearing the last sentence, Yan Xia couldn't help but feel sore in her eyes.

To what extent should one love so that one person feels glad and happy for the other person’s dislike?

This kind of love is too deep and too deep, and he cannot understand it, and he only feels distressed.

At this moment, the bright moon was already high and the dew was deeper and heavier.

The Anmin Festival has already ended, and the east gate of the palace is empty, but the impact of the Anmin Festival is far from over.

The next day.

The riots that occurred at the Anmin Festival have been circulated.

Although yesterday's incident was done by someone who was determined to cause trouble, the officers and soldiers accidentally injured their lives, which still made the people of Shengjing City quite indignant.

The speaker is intentional, the listener is unintentional.

Yesterday, those people were provoking trouble and said that the food was moldy, but it was just an illusion caused by the replacement of the prince by the raccoon. It was an excuse, but others did not know about this. The people in Shengjing City just thought that this Anmin Festival had made fraud, and their impression of Emperor Cheng's just reversed collapsed again.

At this time, a message spreads like wildfire.

It is rumored that this Anmin event was not proposed by Emperor Cheng, but was thought of by the Sixth Prince. Emperor Cheng thought this idea was good, so he took it as his own.

But when it was really implemented, he was stingy with his pockets and simply used some moldy food to do it perfunctorily, but in the end he asked the Sixth Prince to wipe his butt and suffered this disaster.

The sixth prince remained calm in the face of danger, and was seriously injured, personally persuaded the victims, and promised to provide livelihoods for the victims and give them fishing. This was indeed the style of a late emperor.

As soon as the rumors came out, the people in Shengjing City praised the Sixth Prince. On the contrary, Emperor Cheng's reputation plummeted, the people's hearts deviated, and the people's grievances were increasingly rampant in various places, and bandits were rampant.

It can be said that Emperor Cheng's plan to reverse his reputation with the grand event of peace and stability was completely failed and even backfired.

In the Sixth Prince's Mansion.

Compared with the residences of other princes, the Sixth Prince's Mansion is smaller in size, and many of the buildings inside are newly acquired. The entire residence looks elegant and beautiful, as if it is newly completed.

It turns out that Ling Wenxi was originally a low-level identity and had always lived in the palace. Later, he made great contributions to the Fengshan sacrifice to heaven and rescue the emperor, so he was rewarded by Emperor Cheng's residence.

This mansion was renovated and looks natural and refreshed.

At this moment, in the study room.

The sixth prince slapped the table and ordered to the two men in black under the hall, "Check! See who spread these rumors and where they came from, and go and check immediately!"

"yes."

Seeing the two men in black retreating out of the door, a very clear and mellow voice came from one side, "The Sixth Prince doesn't need to be angry, are these rumors also true?"

The person who spoke was a man wearing a black cloak. He was hidden in the cloak, covered with a black face towel, and only a pair of spring-like eyes were revealed, which were as beautiful as a painting.

Seeing him speak, Ling Wenxi's anger was slightly cleared, but the clouds in his eyes could not go away. "So what is the truth? At this time, such rumors are spreading, that is, I put the prince on the fire rack and roast them, and I also say that there is the style of a late emperor. No one in the court knows that the father's most taboo is the late emperor. The father's suspicion is that when he hears this kind of rumors, he will inevitably feel dissatisfied with me. At this moment, my foundation is not stable. Without the support of my father, I will definitely be struggling. How can I stay still and not angry!"

The cloaked man bowed slightly when he heard this, "I'm sorry to say bluntly that the emperor's suspicion has been around for a long time. Even if there are no rumors today, he will be afraid of you. He has never supported you, but a puppet who can do things for him."

This sentence was obviously sharp and Ling Wenxi couldn't help but calm down, and the clouds in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

The cloaked man continued, "What's more, today's affairs are not entirely bad. There is an old saying that water can carry a boat and can also overturn it. The people are vast water. Now the people of the Sixth Prince have achieved half of the great things."

Ling Wenxi's eyes moved and he finally sighed, "After that being said, if the father hates me, what should the other half do?"

The cape man said slowly, "The Sixth Prince is about to get married. When you become a relative, you will have the support of the right prime minister. In addition, with the help of his strong support, the other half will be in the grip."

Ling Wenxi's breathing slightly worsened, and he couldn't help asking, "What about the other two points?"

The cape man said meaningfully, "It depends on how you are preparing for the Sixth Prince."

Ling Wenxi's eyes tightened, and a flame suddenly ignited in his chest, but his face fell into silence again. After a while, he coughed lightly and said, "Who do you think the rumors are coming out this time?"

The cape man thought a little carefully, "The previous incident of the prince is vivid in my mind, and I believe the sixth prince should have a clear idea of ​​it."

Ling Wenxi frowned, "But this rumor is extremely unfavorable to my father. I believe that I have not overstepped my authority. What's more, with the King of War, how could my father notice me?"

"The Sixth Prince said it is reasonable." The man in the cloak nodded and clasped his fists slightly, "But I am just explaining a possibility. In fact, there is no need for Your Highness to spend such effort to trace the origin. To know who spread the rumors, it is very simple. Your Highness only needs to wait for a few days to see who gains benefits from it."

"You are still alert enough." Ling Wenxi heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he nodded and smiled, "Okay, then I'll take a look at who is climbing up on my head."

Three days later, Emperor Cheng ordered the fifth prince Ling Wenhao to be lifted, and he was recruited into the palace for three consecutive days to have lunch together.

Immediately afterwards, seeing that the Queen's Qianqiu Banquet was about to prevent the Queen from working hard, Emperor Cheng granted Concubine Jing the right to assist in the six palaces, allowing her to fully prepare for the Qianqiu Banquet.

At this moment, the people in the court heard the news and had to admit a fact: the fifth prince Ling Wenhao has resurrected again!

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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