Prosperous advisors

Chapter 328 Meeting the Emperor Xiyue for the First Time (4)
"In that case, why don't you just leave?" Mu Qingyi asked curiously.Rong Jin didn't have any troubles, with his martial arts, as long as he left the Imperial City of Xiyue, no one could do anything to him.From then on, the sky is high and the birds are flying, and the sea is wide and the fish are leaping.

Rong Jin smiled, and said: "Why did I leave, my lord? This palace, this imperial city, this world... will be mine one day. They don't want me to have it, so I want to show it to them! "

Mu Qingyi silently looked at the man in black with a cold smile on his face, this was the first time she really saw the most real ambition on Rong Jin's face... or ambition.

No matter what time before, when Rong Jin talked about these things to her, he always had a joking attitude.Sometimes she even thought that what Rong Jin said about wanting to fight for the crown prince was just a joke on the spur of the moment.But at this time, she absolutely believed that this man was the same as all the men in the royal family. They all had pride and ambition in their hearts that could never be parted.

The laughter and cursing in the past have faded away, this Rong Jin is cold and indifferent, but a little bit more sharp like Kaifeng's peerless sword, and it is even more unbearable to look at.

Mu Qingyi came back to her senses, and turned her face away lightly.Nodding with a smile, he said, "I see. His Majesty has agreed to let you enter the court to listen to the government. This is a very good start. I thought I still needed to find an opportunity, but I didn't expect it to be so easy." Anyway, since you intend to get your hands on the prince If you want to be crowned prince, then it is necessary to enter the court and get involved in political affairs. Even if Rong Jin is the best in martial arts in the world, he will not be able to ascend to the crown prince without support.

Rong Jin nodded silently.

Rong Jin pulled Mu Qingyi to stand up from the ground, and without letting go, he directly led Mu Qingyi to the small building.I haven't observed the small building carefully before, but now I see that the tables and chairs in the small building are all exquisite, and everything is placed just right. It can be seen that the people who arranged the small building really took a lot of thought.

But Rong Jin didn't care about these things, and dragged Mu Qingyi into a quiet room in the small building. There was a faint fragrance of plum blossoms in the quiet room, and the room was strangely empty.Only a picture of a lady hangs on the top wall.

Anyone who has seen Rong Jin can guess the identity of the woman in this picture.Even though Mu Qingyi herself could be regarded as one in a million beauties, she couldn't help but sigh at the beauty of the woman in the painting.

The woman in the conversation seemed to be in her early twenties, and she was dressed in snow-colored white clothes like a fairy.Behind the woman are a few red plum blossoms, and the plum petals sprinkled on the woman's hair and clothes, making the woman in white look as beautiful as a fairy nine days away.

There is also that face that looks very similar to Rong Jin. Putting the same face on Rong Jin only gives people a vicious, sharp and inaccessible feeling.But on this woman, it still feels elusive.But it is more like the bright moon in the sky, gentle and beautiful with a touch of loneliness.What is even more pitiful is that she wished to give everything to erase the sorrow between her brows.

Mu Qingyi couldn't help sighing, "Concubine Mei, you really deserve to be called the most beautiful woman in West Vietnam." In terms of appearance alone, Mu Qingyi was confident that she would not lose to Concubine Mei.But she will never have such a pitiful and crazy temperament, whether it is the current Mu Qingyi or the former Gu Yunge.Such a woman is born to be admired and cared for.If she was born in troubled times, how many heroes would be overwhelmed by such a stunning beauty.

Rong Jin knelt on the futon in front of the portrait, calmly dyed the incense in the incense burner in front of the table under the portrait.

"Is this You Han Xiang?" The faint cigarette smoke curled up from the incense burner, and Mu Qingyi immediately smelled it.

Rong Jin nodded and said: "It is said that this is my mother's concubine's favorite spice during her lifetime. It was lost long ago, and the Mei family spent a lot of manpower and material resources to find it again. I don't remember much about my concubine's appearance, so I When you go to the toilet, you can only face this portrait and Youhanxiang."

Mu Qingyi stared fixedly at the painting on the wall, where there was no signature of the artist, but a painting of a red plum.Although it's not obvious, but based on Mu Qingyi's family history, how can he not see the incongruity in it?There should have been a signature there, but it was later erased and filled with a red plum as a cover.

Rong Jin also noticed her gaze, and smiled with a slight sarcasm: "This painting... was painted by the third brother. When the third brother was young, he was known as a master of calligraphy and painting. His paintings are the best in Xiyue. Famous painters are also full of praise. However, the third brother does not draw pictures of ladies, the only one... is here."

Mu Qingyi was dumb, and frowned hesitantly.Rong Jin's willingness to tell her these private things naturally showed his trust in her and he would talk about everything, but at this moment Mu Qingyi couldn't bear to ask.Mu Qingyi already knew the identity of Concubine Mei.But what puzzled Mu Qingyi was, if Emperor Xiyue really loved Concubine Mei so much, how could he allow a painting of Wang Rongzhang to be hung here?
Rong Jin didn't seem to care, and said with a faint smile: "Hehe... because the father doesn't know how to paint. The emperor of Xiyue was born with the talent of a king, but his talent in calligraphy and painting is mediocre. As for other painters...he doesn't know how to paint. How can other painters paint without the need for others to see the concubine mother? In the end... I had to snatch a painting from the third brother, and erased the signature without admitting it. Don't be embarrassed, Qingqing, I don't Taboo this." Regarding Rong Mutian, the father, Rong Jin also mentioned it with a hint of sarcasm and contempt.

Mu Qingyi sighed softly, it's hard for an upright official to break up housework, let alone the entanglement of the royal family.

"Xi'er?" A slightly trembling voice suddenly came from outside the door. Mu Qingyi was startled, it was the voice of Emperor Xiyue.Although she only saw Emperor Xiyue, there are not many people in the world who can put such a lot of pressure on her, so she naturally remembered his voice.

Emperor Xiyue obviously just came upstairs, and then walked towards this side with a little messy footsteps.

Rong Jin frowned in displeasure, stood up with a soft snort, supported Mu Qingyi's waist, and jumped out of the open window next to the window.

In the room, Emperor Xiyue hurriedly opened the door of the quiet room, but only saw the incense burner with light smoke curling up in the room and the futon that had been moved.

"Xi'er..." Looking at the woman on the wall who was smiling with a little melancholy, Emperor Xiyue's old voice was full of loneliness and despair, "Xi'er, why are you so heartless...why are you Leave me. Jin'er has grown up, have you seen... Jin'er has become what he is now, will you...will you hate me? No, of course you will hate me... When have you never hated me? ? Xi'er... I was wrong... If I could do it all over again..."

(End of this chapter)