Bottom facing back.
Jing Rong did not leave the palace but went to Fuyang Hall instead.
Wei Yi dismissed the eunuchs in the hall and pulled Jing Rong to sit around the table.
He brewed a pot of good tea.
It was very harmonious.
It had been half a year since Wei Yi sat on the throne. During this time, he had seen everything he needed to see and learned everything he needed to learn. However, the knowledge in the books was still dead. If he wanted to apply it in real life, it would be difficult.
What court discipline?
What ruler and subject?
What Emperor's Return Ring?
He understood, but he could not comprehend it.
"You were right about the construction of the river embankment and the handling of the refugees. On the contrary, I thought too simply." He felt a little ashamed. "In fact, what you said is not wrong. If Yang Zhouzhi was not here, then Master Dong would be the best candidate. In terms of experience, Master Dong is indeed more experienced than Yang Zhouzhi. However, if Your Majesty looks at it from another perspective, then this matter is different. Building the embankment requires time, patience, and meticulousness. Master Dong is capable, but he is impatient. He only has one thing in mind, and that is to be fast. Master Dong is a capable person, but he is impatient. How could such a person be suitable? But Yang Zhouzhi was different. He was bold but careful. Because of his father, he was even more cautious.
It's more suitable. "
Wei Yi nodded in understanding. "Now that you mention it, it makes sense."
"When it comes to dealing with the refugees, you think about how to feed and clothe the refugees and worry about the safety of the common people. As an emperor, it is a blessing for the world to put the common people first."
Praise!
But —
"I was wrong, I was wrong." Wei Yi smiled bitterly as he faced his own mistakes. "I still have a lot to learn."
Jing Rong consoled her, "As the saying goes, cicadas don't stop chirping until spring, sunflowers don't shed their armor until the end of the year. In the end, it's all about tenacity! The affairs of the imperial court cannot be rushed. As long as one is willing to learn, there will be results. "
"It's rare for you to comfort me like this."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled.
After tasting a cup of tea —
Jing Rong said, "From now on, I won't be by your side. You have to manage the affairs of the court by yourself. You can't just focus on one side. You have to look at the overall situation and act prudently. If there is anything you don't understand, you can discuss it with Lord Qin."
It was as if he was making arrangements for his death!
Wei Yi understood what he meant. "You and Shu 'er … are leaving the capital?"
"Now that the case has been closed, I want to wait for Yunshu to recover before leaving."
"Where to?"
"It hasn't been decided yet."
"Then … will he come back?"
"Perhaps." "Now that the court is stable and the world is at peace, this is the most suitable time for Yunshu and I to leave. Moreover, sooner or later, the Great Lin's empire will need your personal control. A young bird's nest will eventually fly away." Wei Yi lowered his gaze, unable to conceal his reluctance to part with her. He sighed, "If you hadn't been by my side to assist me for the past six months, how would I have been able to support the entire imperial court? Now that you're leaving the capital, it's like I've lost my left and right arms. At that time, I'm afraid I'll be in a mess for a while and won't know what to do. And I follow Shu.
On the way from Jinjiang to the capital, I have long regarded her as my family. My heart is extremely reluctant to part with her. "After a short pause, he smiled and gave his blessings," However, zhen hopes to see you and Shu'er happy. It is a beautiful story for lovers to be together. zhen has already wasted half a year of your time. How can zhen selfishly keep you here? You can leave the capital without worry. I will take care of you.
As you say. "
Jing Rong nodded, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.
Only after saying the word 'farewell' did he realize how difficult it was.
The two raised their cups and replaced the wine with tea.
…
That day, after Jing Rong left, Wei Yi sat in Fuyang Hall in a daze.
Liu Zehou sat beside him, asking him many questions.
Finally, Wei Yi ordered, "Go to the Ministry of Justice and secretly bring Mu Jin here."
"Your Majesty, you mustn't do that. She's a criminal, what if she hurts you …"
"Just do as I say."
Liu Ze was at a loss for words, but he could only do as he was told.
As soon as the sky darkened, Mu Jin was secretly brought into the palace from the Ministry of Justice and brought to Fuyang Hall.
"Your Majesty, she has been brought here," Liu Ze reported.
"Bring her in."
"Yes."
Mu Jin's hands were tied behind her back. Two imperial guards brought her in and forced her to kneel on the ground.
In the past, she was a talented woman with a beauty that could topple a nation. She was supposed to be as gentle as jade, like a willow. But now, she was a prisoner. Her clothes were dirty and ragged, her hair was disheveled, and her face was ashen. She had no fear.
To her, death might be a form of release.
When Wei Yi looked at her, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
He ordered, "Untie her."
The imperial guards hesitated, but they still followed his order and untied Mu Jin's wrists.
"All of you, leave."
Liu Ze was worried. "Let this old servant stay here."
"Leave!" He ordered.
Liu Ze trembled. He bowed and retreated with the imperial guards.
The hall was extremely quiet.
Wei Yi walked in front of Mu Jin.
He looked down at her.
At the same time, Mu Jin looked up and met his gaze. She suddenly smiled. "It seems that Your Majesty has thought it through."
Her voice was bleak.
Wei Yi remained silent.
"I knew that Your Majesty would definitely see me."
"Why?"
"Because your heart is unwilling!" Mu Jin's words hit the nail on the head. Her eyes were filled with hostility. She gritted her teeth and said, "This country was bought with the Duke's life. The world is yours, not Prince Rong's. Do you really not care about the lives of the seventy-odd people in the Imperial Duke's residence and the Duke's life?"
"I am the Emperor, above all."
"But as long as Prince Rong is alive, the court officials will not be loyal to you. They are all Prince Rong's people! And Your Majesty … you are just a puppet, at the mercy of others. "
It was bone-piercing.
Wei Yi's eyes were cold. He slowly squatted down and looked Mu Jin in the eye. "I … am not a puppet!"
"As long as Prince Rong is alive, Your Majesty is!"
In an instant, Wei Yi pinched her cheeks and said angrily, "No one will rebel against me, not even Prince Rong! He is about to leave the capital and withdraw from the court. He will not fight with me. "
His words made Mu Jin laugh. "He killed the Duke with his own hands, and he will kill you with his own hands in the future. You clearly had an engagement with Miss Ji, and he took everything away from you. He is the enemy who killed your father! He is your enemy, you cannot let him live! "
Cannot let him live!
"Shut up!" Wei Yi was thoroughly enraged. He tightened his grip on her cheeks. "Not only will I behead you, but I will also cut off your tongue."
"Mu Jin is already a dead person, why would she be afraid of such things?"
"Fine!"
Wei Yi shook her off with his fingertips and pulled out a dagger from his sleeve.
He threw it in front of her.
"Aren't you not afraid of death? I want your tongue now. "
Mu Jin sat paralyzed on the ground. She looked at the dagger in front of her and smiled.
She picked it up.
Pulled it out!
Silver light flashed.
The blade reflected her unflinching expression in the face of death.
She gripped the dagger tightly. "As long as Your Majesty can see the truth, I will dig out my heart for you, much less my tongue."
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