Chapter 814: Virtuous Prince's Mansion
Jing Rong's words made Ji Yunshu's nose twitch.
Such a man was worthy of being entrusted to her for the rest of her life.
But …
She said, "But what if …" She stopped.
Jing Rong held her hand and lowered his eyes to look at it. He wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes and earnestly said, "In fact, what Mo Ruo said is right. He wants to gamble, and I also want to gamble. I want to see whether Jing Xian will choose a wise ruler. Or a fatuous one? "
"What do you mean?"
"If he is diligent and progressive after entering the court, putting the people first and the officials first, then what harm is there in letting him sit on the throne? But if he is cruel and selfish, and harms the loyal, then I will clean up the family. "
Clean up the family!
These four words were like countless sharp arrows.
The unspoken implication was that if Jing Xian was a wise ruler, then keep him. If he was a fatuous one, then get rid of him.
It seemed that Jing Rong was not completely unguarded.
Ji Yunshu felt a little relieved.
She nodded.
However, there was still one thing that she didn't understand, so she asked, "There is one thing that I don't understand."
"What is it?"
"All these years, although His Majesty kept the Virtuous Prince in the palace to recuperate, why didn't he leave the palace to build his own mansion?"
Jing Rong's expression was solemn as he said, "In fact, I'm not too sure myself. I only know that after Jing Xian's mother passed away, he fell ill. Imperial Father immediately issued an edict to keep him in the palace to recuperate."
"Died of illness?" She was suspicious.
"I'm not very clear about the specifics, but that's what the imperial physician said. Why are you suddenly asking about this?"
"I'm just curious."
Oh!
Jing Rong said, "Alright, hurry up and get back to work. You don't need to worry about other things."
She nodded and left.
Behind her, Jing Rong grabbed another handful of bait from the bamboo tube and continued to feed the fishes. For a moment, many of the koi that had left earlier swarmed back.
Fighting for food!
The next day, Jing Xian received the order. After packing his things, he finally left the palace.
He didn't have many things. He only had a few sets of clothes. Most of the things he brought were his beloved books, which filled a large box.
Of course, there were also three pigeons that he loved. They were caged and held in his hands.
The moment he stepped out of the palace, his mood could be said to be mixed.
Joy, shock, doubt, apprehension …
There were all kinds of them!
A large carriage was waiting outside the palace gates. Standing in front was the assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, Shen Zhangqin.
He wore a black robe and his hair was tied up in a high bun. He looked very gentle and amiable.
However, there seemed to be a hint of sadness in those eyes.
When he came out, Shen Zhangqin stepped forward and bowed: Greetings, Virtuous Prince. The Emperor has ordered this lowly official to bring your highness to Virtuous Prince Mansion.
Qi Zhen Emperor was a man of action. When he agreed to let Jing Xian enter the court, he had already ordered the Ministry of Rites to prepare a residence for him.
He said politely, "Thank you, sir."
This person?
Indeed, he had lived in the depths of the palace for a long time, how could he know this person in front of him!
Shen Zhangqin introduced himself, "This lowly official is the assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, Shen Zhangqin."
"Oh, so it's Assistant Minister Shen. I've lived in the palace since I was young, so I don't know everyone here. Please forgive me."
"This lowly official wouldn't dare. It's getting late. Please get in the carriage, Your Highness." With that, Shen Zhangqin took the cage with the pigeon in it from his hands. "Leave it to this lowly official."
He ordered people to carry it into the carriage.
He smiled modestly and turned to look at Bi Lu, who was escorting him out of the palace.
All these years, it was thanks to Bi Lu's care that he didn't get hot in the summer or cold in the winter. This time, he couldn't leave the palace with him, so he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
He said to Bi Lu, "I've already spoken to the Office of Ceremonial Affairs. After I leave, they will give me a good place to stay. You don't have to worry."
"Many thanks, Your Highness." Bi Lu bowed with tears in his eyes. "Your Highness, you won't have this servant by your side in the future. You have to take good care of yourself. Your health isn't good and the weather is getting colder. You must remember to wear a few more layers of clothing."
"I know. Alright, you don't need to send me off. Go in."
"Let this servant send you off." He was very stubborn.
Jing Xian's eyes were wet as he nodded.
Bi Lu helped him into the carriage, secretly wiping away his tears as he watched them leave.
Only when the carriage disappeared from his sight did he turn around and enter the palace.
The carriage traveled at a moderate pace.
The road was flat and not bumpy.
Inside the carriage, Shen Zhangqin looked at the pigeons and asked curiously, "Why did Your Highness bring these pigeons out of the palace?"
He waved his hand. "I'm in the palace all year round. Fortunately, I have these pigeons as companions, so I can relieve my boredom. I can't bear to leave them in the palace."
"I see."
Shen Zhangqin felt that this prince was a man of temperament!
The interior of the car returned to silence once more.
After an unknown amount of time, Jing Xian clenched his fists tightly, as if he was a little nervous.
Shen Zhangqin noticed and asked, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"
He shook his head. "It's nothing. It's just that … I haven't come out for a long time. I don't know how the outside world has changed."
His tone was filled with longing.
Shen Zhangqin said, "Your Highness has just recovered from a serious illness. His Majesty has granted you permission to leave the palace and build your own residence. In the future, the capital will be bustling with activity."
"Yes, yes!"
The corners of his mouth slowly turned up into a smile.
Soon, the carriage passed through a bustling street, and the sound of clamoring could be heard.
"Selling tanghulu …"
"Freshly made meat buns …"
"Take a look, take a look, it's the best agate jade …"
… …
Through the carriage curtain, the fragrance of noodles wafted in.
It lingered at the tip of his nose.
Jing Yi was a little nervous. He held his breath and lifted the curtain to see the bustling streets of the capital.
On the streets, all kinds of commoners wore either luxurious or simple clothes, shuttling back and forth. Hawkers and merchants stood on both sides of the street, and all kinds of dazzling goods came into view.
From Jing Xian's point of view, there were some things he recognized, but some he didn't.
It was very refreshing.
This was the long-awaited outside of the palace.
Every time, he could only raise his head and look at the sky through the tall city walls.
Now that he was in the same place, the joy on his face was hard to conceal!
Shen Zhangqin carefully looked at him, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.
Soon, the carriage arrived at the Virtuous Prince's residence.
It was very close to Prince Rong's residence. It was only two streets away, and if they walked there, it would only take about the time it takes to burn two sticks of incense.
The two of them got off the carriage.
Shen Zhangqin said, "Virtuous Prince, from now on, this will be your residence. It's just that the Ministry of Rites just started to prepare it yesterday, so some things are not complete, so it's a little crude. However, this lowly official will order people to quickly prepare it."
He bowed and expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, Lord Shen."
"This lowly official should do it."
Jing Xian took a few breaths of fresh air, and his footsteps stopped at the entrance. He raised his head to look at the golden plaque on the door.
On the plaque, the words' Virtuous Prince's Residence 'were printed in gold.
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