Pulling the Horse to Block the Carriage
But —
After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized something.
He shook his head.
What do you mean by marriage?
Was he sick?
He immediately got up and left the room with a disgusted expression, closing the door behind him.
Then, he went to another small room in the attic.
He pushed the door open and locked it.
The space inside was not big, but it was very elegant. It was surrounded by bookshelves filled with books. Every book seemed to have been there for a long time, so much so that they looked a little shabby.
He looked around and took a book from one of the shelves.
On the cover of the book were the words' Medical Records'.
These were the medical skills left behind by his father who drank himself to death. Every book was the essence of it. Each book recorded many rare cases, big and small, the origin of the source of the disease, the medical theory of medicinal herbs, the secret recipes for all kinds of poisons and complicated diseases.
For Ji Yunshu's illness, he could only look through the medical knowledge left by his father to see if he could find any records about bufotoxin.
… …
Prince Yi's Estate.
The news of Jing Rong's return to the palace had reached Jing Yi's ears four hours ago.
Looking at the time, Jing Rong should have left the palace and returned to his estate.
At this time, he was sitting in his seat, calmly brewing tea.
There was an exquisite birdcage hanging in the corner of the room. The bird in the cage was chirping non-stop, jumping up and down.
It was very naughty!
Dou Quan didn't dare to make a sound.
But seeing that Jing Rong had returned to the capital and his Highness was still so calm, he couldn't help but worry.
After thinking for a while, he stepped forward to remind Jing Rong, "Your Highness, at this time, if Prince Rong stays in the capital, I'm afraid that in the future …"
Before he could finish …
Jing Yi, who was originally calm and composed, suddenly picked up the small teacup in his hand and smashed it on the ground.
"Peng!"
It was very loud.
The small and delicate porcelain cup shattered into pieces on the ground.
What a pity!
Dou Quan immediately shrank back.
"Your Highness, please forgive me."
Jing Yi's eyes were gloomy and his lips curved into a strange smile, as if he wasn't the one who threw the cup.
"Doesn't he want to fight with me? Let's see how he can fight against me. So what if he enters the capital with the posthumous edict of the late Emperor? Right now, almost all the civil and military officials in the court are my people. Even if he grows wings, he will not be able to escape from my grasp. "
Brimming with confidence!
His eyes were gloomy.
Dou Quan didn't dare to say another word.
Coincidentally, Ji Li had just entered Prince Yi's estate at this time. He had just withdrawn his men from the outskirts of the capital and had not even changed out of his bloodstained clothes when he hurriedly rushed over.
Jing Yi glanced at Dou Quan, indicating for him to quickly dispose of the shattered cup on the floor.
Dou Quan understood. He used his feet to sweep all the debris on the ground to the side.
Ji Li entered the room. His expression was cold and grim. He cupped his hands in greeting. "Greetings, Your Highness."
Jing Yi welcomed him with a smile, "Secretary Ji, you've suffered."
"This lowly official was unable to accomplish the task Your Highness entrusted to me. I had already ordered Prince Rong to be executed, but Qin Shiyu suddenly rushed over with an imperial edict."
"This prince knows all that you've said." Jing Yi stood up and walked around the table to stand in front of him. "Actually, not to mention Secretary Ji, even this prince did not expect that Prince Rong would have a posthumous edict of the late Emperor in his hands. Today, no one outside the city could have stopped him."
Ji Li was suspicious. "However, this lowly official speculates that the edict might be fake."
"It's not that it might be fake, it's definitely fake."
Huh?
Ji Li's eyes narrowed.
Jing Yi explained, "As far as this prince knows, His Majesty did not issue an imperial edict. Instead, it was a verbal edict. Qin Shiyu must have received the news a long time ago and issued a fake edict to save Prince Rong's life. This Qin Shiyu is quite bold. However, since he was able to leave the palace safely, it means that His Majesty did not pursue the matter any further. It is conceivable that His Majesty's secret edict for Prince Rong to return to the capital is a foregone conclusion."
"So Your Highness is just going to let it go?"
"Let it go?"
Jing Yi smiled and walked to the side of the birdcage with his hands behind his back. He picked up a thin feather beside his hand and stuck it into the cage to play with the birds.
The birds that were already chirping and jumping up and down became even happier under the teasing of the feather.
The more this happened, the wider the smile on Jing Yi's face became.
Yet, it was also very frightening.
He chirped at the birds a few times.
Then, he said, "Even if he returns to the capital now, this prince will not let him return so easily."
There was a hidden meaning in his words!
He turned his head and ordered Dou Quan, "Go and inform all the courtiers to make a fuss about the disaster relief funds during the morning assembly tomorrow. Make a big fuss about it."
"This subordinate understands."
"As for you, Secretary Ji …" Jing Yi stopped playing with the birds and turned to look at Ji Li. "Although you have a duty to protect the capital and the imperial palace, Prince Rong is still a prince. Killing him is one thing, but now that he has escaped with his life, Imperial Father will definitely pursue this matter during the morning assembly tomorrow. Sending troops to stop him is your responsibility, but sending troops to kill him is a crime."
This was a reminder!
This was a clean way to throw the blame away.
Ji Li smiled. "Prince Yi is trying to pull a horse to stop a cart, and this lowly official can only accept it. However … I've already said before that I, Ji Li, am not willing to participate in the struggle between factions. This matter will be shouldered by me, and there will not be a next time."
"Don't worry, Secretary Ji. This matter was unexpected. Since you've helped this prince this time, this prince will keep your mouth shut about your sister's matter. However, I'll say it again …" Jing Yi continued, "If this prince wins, the Ji family wins. If this prince loses, the Ji family loses."
Ji Li's expression turned cold. His eyes were like torches as he stared at the feather in Jing Yi's hand.
Silence!
Jing Yi continued to play with the birds. "Back then, Imperial Father bestowed upon this prince a canary. That bird was extremely obedient and only knew how to chirp happily in its cage, unlike this red-beaked bird's fierce nature. It desperately tried to break out of the cage, but the more it behaved this way, the more this prince wanted to lock it up."
He was like a pervert!
It was as if he was saying that he liked to tame and control things.
This kind of person only had power and status in his eyes. He was someone who could even sacrifice his own family for these two things.
If he really became the Emperor, all the civil and military officials in the court would be treacherous officials.
After a long time …
He put down the feather, and his sinister gaze slowly disappeared. He stared at the bird in confusion and asked suspiciously, "It's just that … this prince doesn't understand. Why did Imperial Father summon Jing Rong back?"
Idiot, you don't even understand this!
Wasn't it because you were too impatient? In addition, the assassins who were sent to the capital were killed in the Supreme Court's prison. All these incidents caused Qi Zhen Emperor to suspect that you were the one who instigated his idiotic son to rebel against the Emperor. Just this point alone is enough to make your father dislike you, not to mention anything else.
Jing Yi was puzzled. "And what exactly was written on that posthumous edict?"
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