A tyrant develops a daily life

Chapter 104 Confrontation
Jingxi lived in the main courtyard, so he had to go to that place if he wanted to pass on the emperor's will, and Murong Jing was playing in the main courtyard, so it was almost a breeze for the old eunuch to discover his existence.

The chief guard at the gate of the city, Jing Zhaoyin from Jingzhao Mansion, and the common people who couldn't name them all had seen an extremely weird Jing Shizi. It all makes sense.

The old eunuch smiled and invited the second son into the palace.

The moment he saw the second son, the emperor was so shocked that he couldn't speak. His figure, facial features, and face... were all carved out of the same mold. Is this really Jingxi's younger brother?Not Jingxi himself?

"You..." The emperor walked towards him.

Murong Jing blinked her eyes, looked at the emperor, and then at the old eunuch who brought him here, with a look of bewilderment.

The old eunuch smiled and said: "Second son, don't be afraid, this is the emperor, your uncle, and your father's biological brother."

Murong Jing suddenly realized: "The emperor and my father are just like me and my elder brother."

Hearing his immature tone, the emperor felt a little relieved, but he was still not sure that this was Jingxi's younger brother. Would there be someone who looked so similar in the world?It's unacceptable no matter what.He smiled slightly: "Yes, just like you, they are all brothers from the same mother."

Murong Jing smiled heartlessly: "Hello, Uncle Huang!"

The emperor patted him on the shoulder with a pleasant face: "I just brought you into the palace like this, didn't I scare you?"

Murong Jing shook her head with a smile, and looked curiously at the resplendent palace: "So this is the imperial palace, it's really big! It's even bigger than the palace!"

"Hahahaha..." The emperor was amused, "The imperial palace is the most spacious mansion in the world, of course it is bigger than the palace! If Jing'er likes it, how about living in the palace with Uncle Huang?"

Murong Jing thought for a while, then shook her head: "I want to live with my parents and my elder brother."

"Father and mother?" If the emperor remembers correctly, Concubine Jing has passed away, "Are your adoptive father and mother?"

"En!" Murong Jing nodded!

The old eunuch bowed: "Your Majesty, it's almost time for dinner. Look, do you want to pass the meal?"

"What does Jing'er like to eat?" the emperor asked with a smile.

"I eat everything except meat." Murong Jing said with a smile.

The emperor ordered the old eunuch to deliver the meal. While waiting for the dinner, the emperor learned about Murong Jing's experiences over the years from Murong Jing's mouth.

"It turned out that I was adopted by a young monk. I have always felt very guilty about what happened back then. Don't blame your father, he has no choice. I have already made a secret edict, and I will pass on this great Zhou Dynasty to you in the future Big brother. If your big brother unfortunately passes away, you will be the next monarch."

Murong Jing shook her head like a rattle.

The emperor asked: "What's the matter? Don't want to be the emperor?"

Murong Jing hummed: "I don't want to."

The emperor laughed: "There are so many people in the world who want to sit on the dragon chair in the Golden Luan Hall. Do you know what the throne can bring you? Wealth, power, glory, beauty, you can have everything you want." Realize." The last few sentences seem to have a hint of delusion.

Murong Jing hesitated for a moment: "Then... I want my father and my mother to be together, can I?"

"Of course." The emperor paused, realized something, and said again: "Aren't your father and mother already together?"

Murong Jing said: "No, my father only made an engagement with Miss Gu, but now, my father has fallen in love with Miss Gu again, and wants to marry Miss Gu back home."

"How is this possible? Your royal father has a deep affection for your deceased mother and concubine, and would not marry other women." The emperor obviously didn't believe it.

"Really, my father and Miss Gu went to buy a house, and my father followed him. He was there to make trouble, I know!" Murong Jing said angrily.

The emperor smiled gently: "Your father really likes that Miss Gu so much?"

Murong Jing frowned and thought for a while: "It seems... yes, my father said that Miss Gu's name is the same as that of my mother's concubine, so he likes it."

"So that's the case." The doubt that had just appeared in the emperor's eyes dissipated little by little.

After that, the emperor didn't ask anything about King Jing's mansion, but happily had dinner with Murong Jing.

When they were about to finish eating, a little maid served Murong Jing soup and accidentally spilled it all over Murong Jing's body. The emperor immediately ordered the little maid to take Murong Jing into the inner palace to change into dry clothes.

When the old eunuch was changing Murong Jing's shirt, he sneaked a few glances at Murong Jing's body. His radiant skin was definitely not Jing Xi's body that had been stabbed and gunned on the battlefield.

In this way, it is really certain that he is not Jing Xi, but Murong Jing.

After dinner, the emperor personally sent Murong Jing to the carriage in a rare way, took his hand, and said kindly: "I have owed you all these years, and I want to make up for you. If you are free, come to the palace to accompany me. I will choose an appropriate time to announce your identity to the world."

Murong Jing politely thanked her with a half-understanding expression.

The emperor seemed to think of something: "By the way, your eldest brother is not in the mansion? Where did he go?"

"Going to the barracks." Murong Jing said.

The emperor looked at the old eunuch, and the old eunuch nodded. He had just sent spies to investigate, and Jing Shizi was watching the soldiers drill.

The emperor smiled slightly: "He went to the barracks again, has his injury healed yet?"

Murong Jing frowned: "It doesn't seem to be the case. I practiced sword last night and got hurt again."

The emperor's eyes remained unchanged, and he smiled gently: "I have sent a lot of Jinchuang medicine, but it seems that it has no effect. There is a century-old medicine store in the west of the city, called Huichuntang. It has secret recipes handed down from the ancestors. Injury, buy a box for your elder brother when you return home."

Murong Jing's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

The emperor smiled with satisfaction, a meaningful smile.

The carriage drove away from the palace. On the long path, the sound of the wheels set off the surroundings as deathly quiet. On the raised arc.

It was half an hour after the carriage arrived at the palace, and Murong Jing really bought Jinchuang medicine from Huichuntang, he bid farewell to the eunuch and maid who sent him back to the palace, and walked briskly into the main courtyard.As soon as he crossed the threshold, he saw a plain white figure rushing over: "Brother!"

That's right, the person who entered the palace today was not the real Murong Jing, but Jing Xi.

As early as the moment Jingxi got the news from Manager Zhao, he led Lin Changan back to the palace, and before the old eunuch arrived at the main courtyard, he switched identities with Murong Jing, and Lin Changan took Murong Jing to the barracks. He disguised himself as Murong Jing and entered the palace.Murong Jing has a simple heart, but he is obedient, he obediently does what Jing Xi asks him to do.

"Brother, I didn't laugh!" When Murong Jing was in the barracks, she still had a sullen face, and when she saw her brother, she couldn't help acting coquettishly.

Jing Xi nodded in satisfaction: "Jing'er has done a good job. Today's matter is very important. Except me and you, Brother Lin, you are not allowed to tell anyone else, understand?"

"I know!" Murong Jing adored the elder brother from the bottom of his heart, he would listen to what the elder brother said, it must be because he fed the medicine so well yesterday, the elder brother entrusted him with such an important task, the thought flashed, he Blinking his eyes as bright as black jewels, "Brother, do you still need to drink medicine today?"

Jing Xi's face turned dark!
Jingxi went to meet Lin Changan in his bedroom, and Lin Changan gave a ruffian smile: "Today is really dangerous! By the way, the old emperor didn't notice any strangeness in you, did he?"

Jing Xi glanced at him.

He shrugged: "Ah, that's right. You can pretend to be a fool. How can you be so rare with a pretty face?" His eyes flicked back and forth on Jing Xi, "I've changed my clothes."

Jingxi took off his shirt, and peeled off the fake skin attached to his body, revealing his body with intertwined scars.These fake skins were originally used by Lin Chang'an to make human skin masks, but unfortunately they were never enough to imitate them, so they did not expect to come in handy at this juncture.

Lin Changan raised his eyebrows: "The old emperor is not bad, and he knows how to examine your body!"

Jingxi put on his shirt. Before the war, he had a serious obsession with cleanliness. Not to mention putting these fake skins on his body, even if others touched them, he would feel very dirty. After being inside, he thought, his strange disease was almost cured.

"See if there is any problem with this." Jingxi threw a small box to Lin Changan.

Lin Changan opened it and took a look: "Jinchuang medicine? It was given by the old emperor?"

Jing Xi said: "He asked me to go to Huichun Hall to buy it."

Hearing that the old emperor asked him to buy it, Lin Changan straightened his expression, opened the medicine box, took out a small silver spoon and a small gray note, scraped a spoonful of ointment onto the note, and opened a small In the medicine bottle, some powder was poured on the Jinchuang medicine. After a while, the color of the Jinchuang medicine changed. The original earthy yellow had a hint of black.

"How?" Jingxi asked, looking at the weird color.

Lin Changan smelled it and said: "Fake Fuzi is mixed here. Fake Fuzi is a poisonous weed. It is called this because it looks similar to Fuzi. If you smear the fake Fuzi on the affected area, it can penetrate into the blood through the wound. , causing people to be poisoned. In the early stage, there will be the appearance of wind-cold, and most people treat it as wind-cold. After about ten days and a half months, the wind-cold will worsen. Two months, if not half a year."

Jingxi was not at all surprised by the viciousness of the emperor. His mother and concubine, his younger siblings, and him had all been persecuted by him, but except for his younger sister, everyone miraculously survived.Jing Xi said coldly: "He thinks highly of me, he has thought of such a sinister move, and he can't wait."

Lin Chang'an smiled playfully: "The old emperor was driven into a hurry by you, and he has already started to panic. Unfortunately, the devil is one foot tall and one foot high, but you still saw through it."

Jing Xi sneered: "'If you don't fight and subdue the enemy's army, you are the one who is good'. I was worried that fighting would be too laborious and costly. I wondered if I should find a simple way to deal with him. I really fell asleep and passed the pillow!"

(End of this chapter)