Chapter 271
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That's all, that's all.
Everyone said that Jing Yi was the most similar to the current Qi Zhen Emperor.
Then —
Jing Rong was indeed the most similar to the Qizhen Emperor before he ascended the throne.
He was the smart and low-key eighth prince!
The Rong Estate.
Ji Yunshu should have returned to Bamboo Creek Garden a long time ago, but she was still waiting for Jing Rong's return at the Rong estate.
Nighttime!
It was also drizzling outside. When the cold wind blew, it felt cold on people's faces.
Ji Yunshu couldn't help but tighten her body.
Shi Zijin stood silently beside her. Following her gaze, her eyes landed on a pot of eight plants outside the hall.
It was said that it was Jing Rong who planted it.
I don't know if it's real or fake!
"Are we going back?" Shi Zijin finally asked Ji Yunshu.
She shook her head. "Let's wait a little longer."
"En!"
Just as Shi Zijin retreated to the side, she saw Jing Rong coming in with an umbrella.
The light drizzle fell on Jing Rong's left shoulder, sleeves, hair, and the side of his face that was illuminated by the lantern's light.
It glowed with a white light!
He strode forward, slowly approaching Ji Yunshu.
Only when he was standing in front of her did he fold the umbrella in his hands and lean it against the pillar.
Ji Yunshu took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and carefully wiped the rainwater off his forehead as he closed the umbrella.
When the hand holding the handkerchief touched Jing Rong's thick eyelashes, he caught it.
An icy chill slowly spread from Ji Yunshu's fingertips to his palm.
Jing Rong's heart ached for her. He gazed deeply at her. "It's cold outside. Why are you standing here?"
She said, "I'm worried."
"Worried about what?"
He shook his head and said, "I don't know. I'm just a little panicked."
Her tone was very light!
If one did not listen carefully, it seemed as if the drizzle would cover up the sound.
Jing Rong tightened his grip on her hand. He lowered his eyes and earnestly asked, "Are you worried that I won't be able to return?"
She said nothing!
"You don't need to panic. As long as this king is still here, everything will be resolved."
She raised her eyes and frowned, "Did Old General Li really listen to what you said?"
Jing Rong wasn't sure either, but —
"It doesn't matter whether he listened or not. After all, he is a veteran who has served the Great Lin for three generations and has devoted his life to the cause of Great Lin. If he were to be brought to court, the entire Li family would suffer a calamity. This Prince cannot bear to see that happen, so I will give him this chance. I hope he will be a wise man."
Ji Yunshu stammered, but she was still panicking inside.
He didn't know if it was because of the gloomy sky, or because of this annoying matter.
Seeing that Ji Yunshu was silent, Jing Rong pulled her into his embrace. He wrapped his arms around her thin shoulders and rested his chin on the top of her head.
He said gently, "It's raining. Why don't you stay here tonight?"
On her long eyelashes, a drop of rainwater fell from Jing Rong's hair, causing her eyelashes to tremble.
After a long time …
She nodded and wrapped her arms around his waist.
Snuggling together!
When Shi Zijin saw this scene, she leaped away and disappeared.
…
The drizzling and gloomy night revealed a layer of treacherous and profound meaning.
Stuffy and panicky!
Prince Yi's Residence!
In the hall, Jing Yi and Zhang Bo were playing chess.
Half of the chess pieces were black and white, and they were evenly matched.
"Lord Zhang's chess skills are improving!"
Jing Yi praised as he placed the black piece in his hand on the board.
Although Zhang Bo was the 'leader of the planning department', his hands did not touch government affairs. To put it bluntly, he was just a small department under the government's Han Academy that specialized in materials.
But he knew that sly fox Jing Yi was.
He didn't dare to offend him.
He took out a white piece and pinched it between his fingers. He smiled. "Your Highness's chess skills are superb. I'm just a boorish person who can't compete with you."
"Lord Zhang is too modest."
"I wouldn't dare, wouldn't dare!"
Zhang Bo finished speaking and placed the white piece in his hand. He made the worst move.
Clearly, if Jing Yi took one more step, he would be able to surround his white pieces.
But …
Jing Yi took the black piece and also made the worst move!
He said, "This Prince heard that Prince Rong made a trip to the Dispatch Bureau today?"
Zhang Bo's body swayed, and he almost dropped the white piece in his hand.
He nodded. "Yes, Prince Rong did come!"
"Oh? What did Prince Rong do there? "
"He just made a trip!" Zhang Bo replied quickly.
But Jing Yi's lips curled into a cold smile. He might as well …
End of the game.
"Your Highness won!" Zhang Bo was overjoyed.
Jing Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
If he continued to throw stones one by one like this, his liver would definitely tremble to the point that it would explode.
Jing Yi maintained his chilling smile. His gaze fell on the situation on the plate and slowly moved up to meet Zhang Bo's line of sight.
"Prince Rong has never had any dealings with the Dispatch Bureau. Why did he make a trip to your place today?"
"This …"
"Could it be that he has some hidden trouble?" Jing Yi raised his voice.
'Weird!'
Zhang Bo's heart skipped a beat, and his palms began to sweat.
He stubbornly said, "This year, the Emperor's birthday and the Crown Prince's consort selection are important matters. Prince Rong asked about it. That's all …"
Zhang Bo's attitude was, 'I won't say it even if you beat me to death.'
Jing Yi knew that Zhang Bo was a tight-lipped person. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been transferred to become a civil official after serving as a general for a few years.
"I didn't expect Prince Rong to be so free!"
Jing Yi smiled. 'So free that he went to the Dispatch Bureau.'
Zhang Bo thought that he had brushed it off and relaxed a little.
The two chatted for a while before Zhang Bo left.
Dou Quan came with his sword after Zhang Bo left.
His iron boots clanked against the muddy limestone floor as he braved the rain to enter Jing Yi's inner hall.
Jing Yi was tidying up the flags on his plate without lifting his head.
He asked, "How was it?"
Dou Quan bowed. "So Prince Rong went to the Dispatch Bureau to exchange for the lanterns from Fangshui."
Jing Rong's hand paused. His slender fingers were holding a chess piece on the plate. He loosened his grip and the chess piece fell to the ground with a thud.
It rolled to the ground.
Jing Yi frowned and looked at Dou Quan.
"Lanterns? Why did you exchange them? "
"This subordinate has already investigated. There's something wrong with those lanterns. They were smeared with sulfur and carbon powder."
"What?" Jing Yi was shocked.
Jing Yi got up from his seat and flicked his sleeves.
Dou Quan reported, "It was because Prince Rong discovered the problem with the lanterns and secretly ordered Zhang Bo to replace them."
"That's strange." Jing Yi walked out of the hall and started to ponder. He muttered, "Those lanterns were shipped from Fangshui. How could there be sulfur and carbon powder? Even if there was, how would Jing Rong know? "
"Your Highness, do you want to continue investigating?"
Jing Yi raised his hand. "There's no need. Imperial Father's birthday is approaching. I don't want any trouble. Moreover, I'm quite curious and want to wait for him to reveal the answer himself."
His thin lips curled into a sinister smile.
However, Dou Quan was worried. "What if it's harmful to Your Highness?"
"Just based on Jing Rong? He doesn't have the ability. " He continued in a domineering manner. "However, I do hope that he will do something harmful to me. Then, I can report him to Imperial Father."
Despicable!
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