On the long piece of paper, there was a line of clear and forceful words!
The original words written on the paper were: "The falling snow does not know the year and month of the province. At the moment, there is no one wearing clothes." Jing Rong added a few more words in the blank space.
It became: "The falling snow does not know the year and month of the province. At the moment, there is no one wearing clothes. At the moment, there is no one wearing clothes."
Nineteen words!
It didn't feel out of place.
But the meaning was as different as heaven and earth! Wei Yi was startled and his expression was one of astonishment. Three seconds later, he regained his composure. Looking at those words, he said, "Luo Xue does not know the year, the month, and the month. At this moment, there is no one wearing clothes. Zhen's original intention in writing these words was to show that people are kind. How could it be that after you added these words, it became cold and heartless?
”
There was a hint of contemplation in his words.
Jing Rong remained calm and collected. His cold eyes were still on the paper.
He didn't speak.
Wei Yi looked at him and said, "It is said that a poem is a portrayal of a person's true feelings and feelings. I was thinking of the common people, so I wrote this poem. The poem expresses kindness, but you …"
He stopped abruptly.
Did he want to say that Jing Rong's heart was evil, so the poem he wrote was evil?
Jing Rong frowned and looked at Wei Yi's confused eyes. He corrected him seriously, "The meaning of the poem is good and bad."
"Good and bad?" Wei Yi also corrected him. "Throughout history, there has been no good or bad poems. Only the quality and meaning of the poem are good and bad. I don't understand what you mean."
That's right!
But how could he not understand Jing Rong's meaning?
From the few words that Jing Rong added, he understood what he meant.
Jing Rong was silent for a while and looked at the eunuchs in the hall.
Wei Yi immediately understood and waved his hand. "All of you, keep this piece of calligraphy and leave."
"Yes!"
The four eunuchs placed the calligraphy back on the table and used a wooden ruler to press the two ends before bowing and leaving.
Only the two of them were left in the hall.
Wei Yi became serious and said, "There is no one else here. If you have something to say to me, then say it."
His tone was still so polite.
He was polite, like a Confucian scholar.
Jing Rong's brows twitched slightly.
He said, "This subject only wanted to use the poem Your Majesty wrote to remind Your Majesty."
"Remind?"
Too serious a word!
"What are you trying to remind me of?"
Jing Rong replied, "Your Majesty's poem is' good ', but after this subject added a few words, the meaning of the poem completely changed. A good poem, if added by a few more words, would have a completely different meaning! Being a person is like writing a poem. Good or bad, it's just a thought. "
As he spoke, Wei Yi's back tensed up.
She subconsciously avoided Jing Rong's gaze for a moment.
Then, he smiled and said, "Now that you've explained it this way, it turns out that there are so many things to learn about writing lyrics. I've learned a lot."
Accept it with an open mind.
Wei Yi walked to the table and looked at the words spread out in front of him.
Appreciation.
He then raised his head and asked, "Presumably, you have something else to say to me, right?"
Jing Rong's expression was solemn as he said, "This subject has already checked the files of the officials the Emperor has transferred to the court."
Ugh!
Wei Yi's expression stiffened. "What's the result?"
"Their records seem to be clean, and they all come from academic backgrounds. Their ancestors were also court officials."
"I've already said that those officials are loyal subjects. Then you can rest assured, "Jing Rong said," But some things can only be seen once, not twice. Jing Rong said, "Although they have a clean background, they are still a bunch of monsters. When they hold office in a place, they should be supervising their responsibilities. As the saying goes, one should not meddle in politics if one is not in a position. Take Official Yuan, who was promoted to the court by His Majesty, for example.
As a provincial inspector, he repeatedly abused his power for personal gain and oppressed the people. In order to enter the capital as an official, he didn't hesitate to bribe a lowly envoy from the Ministry of Personnel to add his name to the nomination list. His background is clean, but he is a vile person. What qualifications does such an official have to enter the court? "
Ah?
A trace of shock flashed through Wei Yi's eyes, as if he was doubtful of Jing Rong's words. "Really?"
"Your Majesty, you can send someone to investigate."
"If that's the case, then it would be my negligence. Later, I will order people to investigate one by one. If it's as you said, I will deal with it impartially without any leniency."
This was the style of an imperial family.
He also appeared to be a little ashamed!
But …
This was obviously not what Jing Rong really wanted to say.
His eyes slightly narrowed as he walked to the table and asked, "This official still wants to ask the emperor a question."
Wei Yi was straightforward. "Ask away."
"I would like to know if Lord Qin's death is related to Your Majesty?"
What?
Wei Yi's expression changed drastically. It would be more accurate to say that he was shocked. He asked in a panic, "Why would you ask that? Jing Rong … "
"Your Majesty, you only need to tell me. "Of course not." Wei Yi replied without the slightest hesitation, "Lord Qin has devoted his entire life to the cause and made great contributions to Great Lin. Why would We kill him? If he really wanted to, he wouldn't have allowed him to leave the capital. He even wrote in his memorial, "Don't be a horse that knows the way," in the hope that he could persuade him to stay. It was just Lord Qin's kind intention.
After he left the capital, he was killed by the mountain bandits. I was also very distressed. I immediately ordered the bandits to be captured and hanged. "
He was wronged!
He was even a little angry that Jing Rong doubted him. But at this moment, Jing Rong's heart was as clear as a mirror. Wei Yi was only wearing a hypocritical mask and saying words that went against the heart of a wolf. He really wanted to tear off that hypocritical mask and take a good look. He wanted to see what was hidden behind that gorgeous and noble mask.
What kind of face? Also, what kind of heart was hidden under that skin? How could a kind and pure person become like this?
'Beyond recognition'!
Jing Rong's emotions didn't fluctuate much. Almost all of them were hidden in his eyes. After listening to Wei Yi's explanation, he sighed with disappointment, "The emperor of today has changed."
"…"
Wei Yi looked at him.
"Back then, the kind Wei Yi wouldn't have been so vicious. But in the end, no matter who it is, in the face of imperial power, they will always be suspicious. The late emperor was like that, the Imperial Duke was like that, and now, you are no exception."
"These words …"
"You are the emperor, the Son of Great Lin. The court and the people are under you. Your words are like an imperial edict. No one dares to go against you!" Jing Rong's eyes were brimming with tears.
He thought that Wei Yi would become a good emperor, loved by the people, and become a legend of his generation.
He thought that by giving him the throne, he was making it up to him.
He thought that he could leave the capital with Ji Yunshu and live a carefree life.
But …
He was wrong!
Ridiculously wrong.
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