Chapter 802

On the night Jingyi was put in the big inner prison, Jingrong went to see him.

Dismiss all the guards in the prison.

With two pots of wine in his hand, he went outside the cell.

Inside, there was a fairly clean quilt, a strong and simple table with an oil lamp, a pot of tea and three inverted cups. Jing also sat inside, holding a thin wooden stick and writing something on the ground.

Jing Rong knocked the stake with his hand.

Smelling the speech, the man inside stopped the movement of his hands, raised his deep concave eyes, directly met his sight, and slowly moved down and fell on the two pots of wine in his hands.

Disdain a smile: "it's said that birds fly out, good hide bow, cunning rabbit die, running dog cook, rare, and you come to see me“

"This is your favorite peach blossom wine." Jingrong's voice was low.

"You have a heart."

Without responding, he took out the key, opened the cell door and went in.

Standing in front of Jingyi.

At the foot are the four words written by Jing Yigang - ghosts and monsters.

The handwriting is neat and clear.

He smiled, went to the table and sat down, opened the two pots of wine he had brought one by one, took out two inverted cups and filled them.

Push one of the cups to the opposite side.

Jing also threw away the stick in his hand, propped up, sat down opposite him and looked at the wine in front of him.

He understands!

Understand everything!

So he smelled the wine on the tip of his nose, spread his eyebrows, and poured the wine into his throat.

The aroma of wine goes into your throat and makes you feel comfortable.

"What a good wine."

Jingrong poured another cup for him.

Drink it up again.

Jing also licked the wine left on his lips. He suddenly "tut tut" a few times in his mouth. He put down the glass, squinted and sighed. "Jing Rong, if we had never been born in the imperial family, maybe you and I would be the best brothers. It's a pity that life is not as good as people's wishes. From the moment you and I were born, we were destined to fight. This is life, and no one can change it."

His eyes just sank, "life is in the sky, choice is in himself."

"Choice? Jingrong, do you really think we have a choice?" Jing Yi's eyes were slightly tight, his body moved forward and said seriously, "we have been the chess in the hands of our father ever since we were born. You are a white son and I am a black son. We can only win or lose. This is our life as chess pieces. If we don't want to be manipulated, we can only become chess players to control the overall situation. Whoever wants to win, whoever wants to lose, whoever wants to lose“

Although he said such righteous and solemn words, his tone was not as fierce as before.

Jing Rong's face was calm and could not see his mood. He just asked, "now, do you have a trace of guilt in your heart?"

"Guilt? Since I don't regret it, why should I say guilt?" Jing also joked, "if there is, it's just a pity. It's a pity that Miss Ji, such a talented legendary woman, finally became the soul of my sword. If she was willing to use it for me, she wouldn't have ended up so far. Although I lost, it's worth your lifelong regret!"

Pick your eyebrows!

Jing Rong was not annoyed. He was calm in his eyes. He just stared at the glass of wine in front of him and said, "Jing Yi, in fact, you know better than anyone else. If you lose, you lose."

"I admit that I lost, but Jing Rong..." Jing also suddenly smiled and continued, "just like I said, as long as the throne is still there, the wind in the palace will never stop."

“……”

"Don't you... Have you ever suspected that there is another person besides you and me?"

Uh!

Jing Rong: "what do you want to say?"

"My martyrs never wear any jade pendants on their bodies, but don't you think it's strange that some of the gang who killed you in Jinjiang more than half a year ago wore jade pendants? Also, the official department played the matter, obviously trying to point the spear at me, and even the ministers suddenly wrote to recommend me as the crown prince. These are outside my control, and it's precisely because of this that my father and Emperor came here You will doubt me, and then you will be recalled to Beijing. It can be seen that someone is helping you behind these things! But really want to help you? Or do you want that man to reap the benefits after you fight me back in Beijing? I'm afraid you have to think about it. "

The tone is strange and frightening.

Jing Rong smelled the speech, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

And who was the hibiscus girl ordered?

Behind... Who is it?

Is it an enemy or a friend?

But now, he didn't care about those. Looking at Jing Yi with a serious expression in front of him, he gathered his eyebrows and said, "Jing Yi, if there is an afterlife, hope is gone."

I hope not!

Then he got up and left.

"Jing Rong." Jing also suddenly stopped him.

He stepped and turned his back to the.

"Can you promise me one thing?"

"You say."

Jing also took a deep breath and smiled: "my mother said that Dongjiang is her hometown. She often said she wanted to go back and see the kapok in spring and the big mulberry planted at home. I wonder... Can you take me back to Dongjiang? I also want to see the kapok and the big mulberry mentioned by my mother."

For a long time——

Jing Rong: "OK."

"Xuan'er is getting married soon. The mother imperial concubine and I can't send her away. Can you send her for me...?" Choking tone.

"OK."

"And... Thank you!"

Jing Rong trembled, and the hand in his skirt clenched his fist tightly.

Then, leave.

In the prison, Jing also got up and looked at the words "demons and monsters" written by himself on the ground. In his mind, what his father had said to him in his childhood flashed through his mind.

"Jing Yi, do you know how many people in the world have learned to write demons and monsters, but don't understand the truth."

"I don't understand."

"You should remember that those who achieve great things cannot be controlled by others. You should not listen to slander and fallacies. Only you can decide your own destiny."

He nodded heavily, "yes, I remember. I will avoid demons, eliminate demons and monsters, and achieve great things by myself."

He still remembered the smile on his father's face at that time.

It's an appreciative smile.

The memory dissipated little by little. He looked up at the narrow window in the prison. The light seemed to be divided into many channels, shooting at his face one by one.

Until the eyes slowly knocked down and the body fell down.

Left, only the blood overflowing from my mouth

The Buddha said that a greedy person can never catch the flowing water, because the harder you work, the faster the water will flow from your fingers. So someone asked the Buddha, can a person with blood on his hands turn around? Buddha said, yes! Another person asked the Buddha, what is evil? What is good? Buddha said that if the heart is good, it is good, and if the heart is evil, it is evil.

So, how can a man with blood on his hands and evil in his heart turn around?

It is a catastrophe for Buddha to see the world, but it is an illusion for people to see Buddha.

The cause and effect of man must be reported after all!