Chapter 780

"Nanzhuxiang, what is that?"

Mo ruo explained, "it's the wild bamboo growing behind the broken temple in zhangjiacun. When the Giant Buddha was built, it won't grow any longer. But a heavy rain more than ten years ago may be that the soil has been turned over and those Southern bamboo have grown again."

Jing Zhaoyin suddenly patted the table. "No wonder the strangeness of zhangjiacun disappeared after the completion of the Giant Buddha. It turned out to be such a thing."

Isn't it!

Immediately, they exchanged several cups of toast and exchanged greetings.

Yu Shaoqing suddenly said, "the dry well case has been solved. The emperor will reward you for your achievements tomorrow." Turning to Ji Yunshu, "Mr. Ji's merit is indispensable. It's the first merit and must be rewarded."

"I'm joking."

"Sir, do you know that the official position of the Ministry of punishment was removed by the emperor earlier?"

"I know."

"The emperor has always attached great importance to talents. Maybe tomorrow's reward for your husband is to raise the position of criminal and prison court." Yu Shaoqing said decisively, "looking ahead, Mr. Ji is the only one who can play the role of prison secretary“

Ji Yunshu's mind was heavy, with a respectful smile on his face, "I don't dare."

She really doesn't deserve it!

At the beginning, General Li once threw out the olive branch of "raising some prison secretaries" to her. At that time, he didn't take it. Now it comes out from Yu Shaoqing's mouth, which has a different taste.

It made my heart confused.

Will the emperor really appoint himself as a prison secretary?

……

At the end of the cloister in the backyard, in the quadrangle table, there is a small table with low feet, on which there are some cakes, a pot of tea and two cups.

The table was padded on both sides.

Jing Rong and Qin Shiyu sat cross legged.

They seem to have finished the dry well case.

"I don't know what the Lord plans to do next?" Qin Shiyu asked.

Jing Rong didn't hurry to answer. He just picked up the teacup in front of him and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it.

gladdening the heart and refreshing the mind!

Took a sip.

Caidao said, "now he is in a mess. If his father and Emperor make a decision and grant a reward tomorrow, he may be angry at that time, and the side princess of the family has a miscarriage. Such a blow is enough to make him start to be vigilant."

"What does the Lord mean?"

"At first he could incite the prince to revolt. Today, the king can force him to revolt."

"But Yiwang's strength can't be underestimated. His people have almost been replaced at all major exits inside and outside the capital. If Yiwang is really in a hurry, it's not easy for him to catch turtles in a jar." Qin Shiyu worries.

Jing Rong seems to have made arrangements and smiled calmly.

Lu Jiang came over with a thick booklet.

Present things.

Jingrong took it over, turned a few pages, nodded satisfied, and pushed it to Qin Shiyu. "After reading this, Lord Qin must not worry about catching turtles in a jar."

What?

Qin Shiyu fixed his eyes and looked through it. The booklet recorded the entry and exit of many weapons.

Type, price, material, access address

Very detailed.

This?

"Someone made weapons privately in the capital?"

Surprise!

Jing Rong nodded and explained to him, "all the rules and regulations recorded above are the crimes of Lord Xiao, the leader of the Yulin army."

"Xiao Tongling?"

"Yes, Lord Qin, if you think about it, King Yi can replace the people stationed inside and outside the palace with his people so smoothly. It can be imagined that commander Xiao has already been his person. He can cooperate inside and outside and almost control all the major entrances and exits in the palace. There is no doubt that such an important chess piece, how can I not put it into my own chess cup? So I sent someone to check commander Xiao before, On this investigation, I found a surprise. It turned out that Xiao Tongling had been trading privately made weapons with black merchants all over the world. It must have been full. If he was reported to the emperor, he would die, but... The king needs his chess piece. "

Qin Shiyu was overjoyed. "Now the Lord has his handle in hand. He will obey the Lord in good order."

of course!

"Jing also has no support from the Ji brothers. Now if you pick up the chess piece led by Xiao Tong, he won't sit and wait to die."

"It seems that the Lord has a plan."

"In the final analysis, Jing Yi and the prince are the same kind of people. As long as they are in a hurry, they will do anything."

He smiled faintly with his thin cold lips, but there was always a gentle air between his eyebrows, which made people see no ruthlessness.

Qin Shiyu opposite poured a cup of hot tea again, "a toast to the Lord."

Drink.

They talked for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, Jing Rong ordered someone to send Qin Shiyu back. After all, the old guy's legs and feet were inconvenient. It would be bad if he fell.

When Jingrong returned to the banquet hall, he saw that everyone was talking vigorously, so he took a seat and drank more.

Ji Yunshu felt a little tired, so he went back to his room first.

She had just finished washing and was about to go to bed when someone knocked at the door.

"Mr. Ji, have you rested?" Lang Po asked outside.

Ji Yunshu opened the door and a smell of wine came to his face.

I saw Lang Bo holding the drunken Jing Rong and smiling awkwardly, "Mr. Ji, the Lord just wants to come to you. I can't help it. Otherwise, you'll take care of it."

Then he stuffed Jing Rong into her and hurried away.

Before Ji Yunshu could react, he pressed a heavy body on his shoulder and almost flashed her waist.

Jing Rong hung his head, leaned against her thin shoulder, held her tightly, then tilted his head, and his nose and mouth were buried in her delicate neck.

As if on purpose.

The warm breath ran around her neck, which not only made her body tremble faintly.

"Jing Rong?" She called him.

"Let me hold it for a while."

She did not move and let him hold her tightly.

I don't know how long later, Jing Rong's heavy body suddenly fell back, forcing Ji Yunshu to hold him.

He smiled. "I'm not drunk."

"You go to bed and lie down for a while."

He helped him over and lay down on the bed.

"I'll pour some water for you."

She was about to go, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled it hard.

Strong, but careful.

She rushed forward, followed the force on her wrist, fell into Jingrong's arms, and was firmly locked in his chest.

At the same time, Jing Rong pulled the folded quilt and covered them.

"Stop it. I'll ask the kitchen to make you some wake-up soup."

"I'm not drunk."

Won't let go.

Ji Yunshu struggled fruitlessly.

I had to give up.

Jing Rong closed his eyes and gently pressed his jaw against the woman's head in his arms, with a evil smile on his lips.

She nestled in his arms, with a strong smell of wine lingering at the tip of her nose, which seemed to adapt slowly and didn't feel choking.

"You're so cold." Jing Rong said.

She is silent.

He held her closer.

The warm breath came from the man's hot chest and gradually warmed her cold body completely.