A tyrant develops a daily life

Chapter 126 Returning to Beijing
In the room with the doors and windows closed, the light is dim, and sandalwood is wafting.

Jing Yuan sat quietly in front of the desk, staring blankly at a brocade box on the table. The brocade box was covered with bright yellow silk, and in the middle was a piece of high-quality suet jade pendant, engraved with his words, Yuan.

Creaking, the door was pushed open, and light came in, falling on the fat-like jade, and the word Yuan was shrouded in a halo, making it too dazzling to see clearly.

"I said you are not allowed to come in, do you want to die?" Jing Yuan snarled, pulled out the sword on the shelf, and slashed at the person who came. The other party barely stopped within an inch of his eyebrows. He broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and dropped his sword and said, "Why are you?"

Zhao Sheng's expression didn't change at all, he bowed slightly: "Your Highness."

Jing Yuan laughed at himself: "I am no longer your highness."

Zhao Sheng bowed, put the sword he threw on the ground back into its scabbard, and said softly, "But one day, His Highness will return to that seat, won't he?"

There is no denying it, these words are comfortable to hear, but Jing Yuan still just laughed at himself, looked at him strangely and said, "Why did you think of coming to my place? Chang Qing is forcing you again?"

Zhao Sheng shook his head lightly: "Your Highness is so favored, no one dares to persecute Zhao Sheng."

"This is strange. Don't you always hate me the most and want to kill me? Why do you still come here to see me? Ah, you can see my joke." Jing Yuan sneered, returned to the chair, and poured a glass fine wine.

Zhao Sheng pressed his hand holding the cup: "There are no eggs under the cover of the nest. Jing Shizi has already discovered the relationship between me and His Highness. If something happens to His Highness, I'm afraid I will not end well."

"It's really straightforward, who gave you the courage, Zhao Sheng?" Jing Yuan grabbed his jaw.

Zhao Sheng said without squinting: "Of course it is Your Highness."

"Pride and pride." Jing Yuan smiled playfully, let go of him, and drank the wine in his glass, "Don't worry, I will kill you first before I die, and I won't let that lunatic have a chance to torture you .” He would not admit that he was already a little afraid of Jingxi in his heart.

Zhao Sheng said: "But I don't want to die, so it's best that His Highness is alive."

Jing Yuan took a deep look at Zhao Sheng, as if trying to discern the truth from what he said.

Zhao Sheng walked directly to the table, picked up the jade pendant in the brocade box and said, "This is the one that the emperor gave to His Highness."

"After being found out by Jingxi, the emperor had no choice but to convict me, but in private, he gave me the token of love with my mother and concubine, and told me to wait patiently. Take me back to Beijing..." Jing Yuan said, his expression darkened, "You heard Jing Xi's words, do you believe that my father will get rid of me?"

"I don't believe it." Zhao Sheng said without hesitation.

Jing Yuan asked subconsciously: "Why?"

Zhao Sheng looked into Jing Yuan's eyes, without the slightest dodge in his eyes: "The poison of a tiger does not eat its children, Your Highness, don't fall for Jing Shizi's scheme to sow discord."

His expression and words were all what Jing Yuan longed to believe deep in his heart, but no one talked to Jing Yuan. At this moment, someone finally said it, and Jing Yuan was moved: "Yes, I am my father. The emperor's own flesh and blood, father would not treat me like that, I will kill him now!"

Zhao Sheng clasped his hand: "Your Highness, if you can't kill him, even if you can, if you assassinate the prince's son as a commoner, no matter how much the emperor wants to protect you, he won't be able to protect you."

Jing Yuan looked at the hand that never wanted to touch him, and there was a trace of complexity in his expression: "You have never talked much, I just thought you were ignorant of the world, but it turns out that you are wise and stupid, and it seems that I am reckless and impulsive."

Zhao Sheng withdrew his hand indiscriminately: "Onlookers are just deluded by the authorities, Your Highness need not belittle yourself."

Jing Yuan looked at his small movements and smiled: "Do you have a good idea?"

Zhao Sheng said: "Zhao Sheng's humble opinion is that since Prince Jing has come to provoke the relationship between His Highness and the Emperor, His Highness might as well use his tricks and present a big gift to the Emperor!"

An hour later, at the Penglai Inn, a man wearing a cloak slowly stepped into the lobby. His figure was hidden in the wide blue robe, and his whole person exuded an elegant and refined temperament. His sight was sucked away.

But he didn't seem to notice the scrutiny of these people, he walked to the counter, lifted the veil, and explained the purpose of coming to the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper looked at the handsome face that was almost comparable to that of the prince, and swallowed hard : "Please, please come with me..."

Stuttered in speech.

Not long after, Zhao Sheng saw Jingxi in the study.

Jing Xi's eyes swept over, and he was still obsessed with looking at Zhao Sheng's shopkeeper. With a light glance, it was like a real knife blade, which cut the shopkeeper's spirits.

"How?" Jing Xi looked away and asked casually.

Zhao Sheng took out a letter from his wide sleeve: "This is the second prince's handwritten letter, please read it."

Jing Xi saw it, and smiled faintly: "Let me take him back to Beijing?"

Zhao Sheng did not deny it: "This is the condition for him to agree to cooperate with the crown prince, and it is also his method of scheming. On the one hand, use the power of the crown prince to return to the crown prince, and on the other hand, join hands with the emperor to bring down the crown prince."

"What else?" Jing Xi could clearly see that he hadn't finished speaking, so he pursed his lips and said nothing, Jing Xi said for him: "There is also the truth about putting all the crimes on the emperor's head and killing my brothers and sisters back then." Tell my father, let my father avenge me, use my father's hand to get rid of the emperor, my father has no intention of taking the throne, when the time comes, the world will be his."

"The prince understands everything." Zhao Sheng sighed sincerely, "In the past, I only heard that the prince was mighty in battle, but I didn't expect to be so good at guessing people's hearts."

Jing Xi curled the corners of his lips in disdain: "If you want to hide this from my son, you are still a little too late."

His eyes were so cold that it was hard to despise. Zhao Sheng lowered his eyes and said, "It's not intentional concealment, but Zhao Sheng firmly believes that the situation will not develop to that point."

Jingxi tapped the table with his index finger a few times, and said with a calm expression, "It won't develop to that point, does it mean that he can't kill the emperor, or that he can't kill me?"

Zhao Sheng said: "For himself, he can't kill the emperor, and he can't be ruthless; for the son, he can't kill the son, he doesn't have the ability."

Jing Xi curled his lips slightly: "The ending can only be that I kill him. He loves you so much, you are willing to coax him into my hands to die."

Zhao Sheng blessed him lightly: "You're welcome."

After Zhao Sheng left, Manager Zhao came in. He was waiting outside the door just now. He heard everything the two said, and asked in a low voice: "Master, is this Zhao Sheng reliable? He is the second prince's male favourite." , As the saying goes, if a husband and wife are gracious for a day, will he help the second prince deal with us?"

Jing Xi said casually: "Will you help a man who killed your wife and made you unable to hold your head up in front of your son for the rest of your life?"

Manager Zhao said: "Did the Second Prince kill his wife?"

Jing Xi stopped talking. With Jing Yuan's temper, he looked gentle and harmless, but he became really vicious, just like his perverted father. What can't he do?

However, the appearance of Zhao Sheng made him discover one of Jing Yuan's weaknesses.

Jing Yuan threatened him with Lin Miaomiao for ten years, and he wanted to repeat the old trick in this life. It's time for him to have a taste of it.

Three days later, on the third day of November, Jing Xi personally led his guards and took Jing Yuan out of the Linjiang Prince's Mansion. Jing Yuan was a prisoner imprisoned here by the emperor, and even the government did not dare to move him out. Half a step, that is, Jingxi is bold.

This incident naturally alarmed the officials of Linjiang City, but Jing Xi's words "I am fully responsible for what happened" silenced those guys.

Jing Yuan was helped into the carriage by the eunuch in charge, before entering the carriage, he suddenly turned around and took a look at the palace.

Jingxi swayed his horse slowly, blocking his sight, and said with a soft smile, "Who is my cousin looking for? Him?" While speaking, he tightened the reins and let the steed move sideways. Not far away, Manager Zhao led Zhao Sheng over here.

Jing Yuan's expression changed instantly: "What do you want to do?"

Jingxi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I don't do anything, I'm afraid my cousin will be lonely on the journey, so I just find someone caring to serve my cousin."

Jing Yuan's eyes dimmed: "When did my cousin's eyesight become so bad that he wouldn't look for someone who is nicer, but a lump of elm? I'm tired of playing with this kind of person, cousin Let someone else serve me."

"It's my cousin who is tired of playing, so I must use him to test medicine, and my cousin won't say anything." Jingxi took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it at Zhao Sheng's feet, "Eat it it."

Zhao Sheng bowed to pick it up.

Jing Yuan jumped to the ground, kicked open the porcelain vase on the ground, glared at Zhao Sheng, then turned his head and glared at Jing Xi: "What do you mean? It depends on the owner to beat a dog, even if it is me If you don’t want it, it’s not your turn to spoil it!”

Jing Xi sat on a steed, swayed to Jing Yuan's side slowly, leaned over, and said with a half-smile in Jing Yuan's ear: "It's just ginseng big tonic pills, why is cousin so nervous?"

Realizing that he was being calculated, Jing Yuan's complexion changed, and it was too late to pretend that he didn't care about Zhao Sheng.

Jing Xi brushed the dust that didn't exist on his shoulders: "Be honest with me, don't try to play tricks, and don't make me angry, otherwise, I'll throw your little one into the military camp. You know, those people It's been a long time since I've been relieved, so who cares about men and women? Not to mention the confinement of a prince, it might be some kind of ecstasy."

"Bastard!" Jing Yuan drew his sword and slashed at it, but Jing Xi only had two fingers to clamp it effortlessly, and then lightly folded it, the sword broke in two.

(End of this chapter)