Jing Xian frowned.
Lu Jiang did not believe him!
But —
Given the current situation, how could he speak the truth?
He then said, "Xian Wang and Prince Rong are on good terms. Back then, it was Prince Rong who met His Majesty, which allowed Xian Wang to enter the court smoothly. Since Prince Rong trusts Xian Wang, I naturally trust you as well."
As expected of a veteran of the Jianghu, even the words he spoke were so piercing.
Jing Xian felt a knot in his heart, but on the surface, he was calm and collected. He smiled innocently at Lu Jiang and said, "Since it's like this, Uncle Lu, you can go back in peace. With Jing Rong here, you can rest assured."
"Then … I shall not disturb your rest any further, Wise King." He cupped his hands. "Farewell."
He had no choice but to leave with his people.
Behind him, Jing Xian's lips curled into a sinister smile.
Her gentleness was completely gone!
His hands within his sleeves also tightened.
Then, a person jumped down from the roof.
The man was dressed in black and covered his face with a black mask. He stepped forward and reported, "Your Highness, we've found it."
Jing Xian raised his chin and asked, "What do you think?"
"So that fool is missing. We found footprints on the roof and determined that he was taken away. That's why the Rong Estate's people came here."
"Idiot? Is it that Wei Yi? "
"Exactly."
"No wonder." Jing Xian pondered. "But … who would capture that fool?"
"Could it be Prince Yi's remaining followers?"
"That's impossible. Jing Yi's remaining followers have already been eliminated." Confused, he took two steps forward with his hands clasped behind his back. "Wei Yi? Wei Yi? Who would want to capture him? What use does he have? "
After a moment of contemplation, Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes.
He immediately ordered, "Go and investigate Wei Yi's background. Also, how did he manage to escape that night when Jing Yi surrounded the palace? Go and investigate. Make sure everything is clear. "
"Yes."
The person accepted the order and left.
He stood where he was for a long time, his heart still beating like a drum.
After Lu Jiang left the Sage King's Mansion, he told the people around him, "Send people to continue looking for Young Master Wei in the city. Also, send people to keep an eye on the Sage King's Mansion."
"Yes."
The next day.
A monk from Guang An Temple entered the palace and asked to see the emperor.
The Qizhen Emperor was a Buddhist, so he respected those monks very much.
The abbot said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."
"Abbot, there's no need to stand on ceremony. Why did you rush into the palace to see me?"
"Amitabha." The abbot put his palms together and said, "Actually, this matter concerns this yearly sacrifice."
Qi Zhen Emperor was extremely nervous at the mention of the Yearly Ceremony. "Yearly Ceremony? Could it be that something happened? "
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. This old monk has come because of the location of the tomb."
"Abbot, what do you mean?" "Yesterday, I asked for a divination stick for the annual sacrifice. The words on the divination stick are: Go to the east and see the west, the water, the earth, and the mountains. Fortune is in the east of the eight elements of the divinatory trigram, while misfortune is in the west of the seven elements of the divinatory trigram. According to the mausoleum, fortune has been determined, and misfortune has also been determined. If there is to be double fortune, then the east and west must be connected, like a dragon's head and a dragon's tail, inseparable.
One good and one bad, one east and one west, they cannot be connected. If we want to connect them, we must fix the acupoints again to stabilize them. "The Abbot explained.
Qi Zhen Emperor understood half of it, but the other half was unclear.
"Things? The east is auspicious and the west is inauspicious. Then … what should we do? "
The abbot replied, "Restore the Imperial Duke's tomb."
"Huh?" Qi Zhen Emperor was shocked. "Restore the coffin?"
"Amitabha. If Your Majesty wishes to connect the dragon's head and tail, you must open the coffin and erect a new tomb. Moreover, it must be done at a quarter past five today."
Qi Zhen Emperor was hesitant, his brows furrowed.
He thought for a long time.
"Since ancient times, there has never been a precedent of opening a new coffin in the mausoleum. If an accident occurs during this opening, then …"
Countless scenarios flashed through his mind.
What if the ancestral spirits were offended?
What if another accident occurred in the tomb?
What if …
The Abbot said, "The Dragon Vein is the foundation. It cannot be broken even by a single strand. Your Majesty must make a decision as soon as possible. The coffin must be opened by today."
Open?
Or not open?
Qi Zhen Emperor paced back and forth, his brows furrowed.
In the end, he gritted his teeth and agreed.
Soon, an imperial edict was drafted.
It was passed down.
The executors immediately left for Ji Mountain.
Meanwhile, at the Virtuous Prince's residence.
Jing Xian sat in his room, leisurely brewing tea.
The fragrance of the tea permeated the room, refreshing the mind.
After a short while, Jing Rong woke up.
Jing Rong rubbed his throbbing temples, lifted the blanket and got up from the bed. He saw Jing Xian sitting leisurely in the room, then looked outside. Then, he quickly got up and walked to the screen. As he put on his outer robe, he asked with a frown.
"How long did I sleep?"
"One day and one night."
Jing Rong paused and turned to look at Jing Xian. "Why did I sleep for so long?"
There was a hint of reproach in his tone. Jing Xian said innocently, "Actually, it's all my fault. I added Withering Soft Grass to the jar of wine yesterday. It's a medicinal herb used to make wine, and it can be used to enhance the taste. Some people are fine after drinking it, but others get drunk after drinking it. It's also my fault. I didn't pay attention and should have told you clearly.
Otherwise, you wouldn't have slept for so long. But the next time you come, I will definitely open a jar of good wine and let you have a good taste of the wine I brewed. "
"Then, did anyone from your residence come looking for me yesterday?" "In the middle of the night last night, Uncle Lu came by in a hurry. I thought something big had happened, but he said nothing. You were still drunk at that time, and I saw that it was late at night, and there was a cold wind blowing around, so I insisted on leaving you here. This Uncle Lu is really something, coming to pick me up in the middle of the night.
He came to pick you up in the middle of the night. "
This baby is really innocent!
Lu Jiang came?
Jing Rong took a look outside.
It's already been one day and one night? Then Yunshu should have left the city yesterday.
Jing Rong felt uneasy and was anxious to return to the residence. He hurriedly put on his clothes and fastened his belt. With a sullen face, he said, "I'm going back first."
Just as he was about to leave —
"Wait a moment." Jing Xian pulled him to sit down and stuffed a cup of tea into his hands. "This is a hangover tea. You drank the wine brewed with Withering Soft Grass. Drinking this tea will make your chest feel better."
Jing Rong's heart was burning with anxiety, but he looked calm on the surface. He seemed to have sensed something and met Jing Xian's eyes.
But his eyes were clear and pure.
"What's wrong?" Jing Xian asked.
Jing Rong shook his head.
"Then you should drink this hangover tea while it's hot."
Jing Rong looked at the tea but did not drink it. Jing Xian said, "Oh, that's right. Just now, there was news from the palace that the abbot of Guang 'an Temple suddenly requested an audience with Imperial Father. He said something about the dragon's head and tail. He wants Imperial Father to reopen the Imperial Duke's tomb and find another place to bury him. He said that it must be done at a quarter past five today.
At this time … those who are going to lift the coffin should be arriving at Ji Mountain. I wonder if this is true or not? "
"Clang."
Just as he finished speaking …
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