Chapter 814

Jing Rong's words made Ji Yunshu's nose sour.

Such a man is worth her life and death.

May——

She said, "but in case...".

Jing Rong took her hand, looked at it with low eyes, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said seriously, "in fact, if you're right, he wants to gamble, and I also want to gamble, but I want to see whether Jing Xian chooses to be a bright King or a faint king?"

"What do you mean?"

"If he works hard and makes progress after entering the court, and can put the people first and officials first, what's the harm of letting him sit on the throne? But if he is cruel and private and frames loyal and good people, I'll clean up the door."

Clean up the portal!

These four words are like countless sharp arrows.

The implication is that if Jingxian is a Ming monarch, he will stay. If he is a confused monarch, he will be removed.

It seems that Jing Rong is not without caution.

Ji Yunshu was also a little relieved.

Nod.

But I didn't know something in my heart. I asked, "there's something I don't understand."

"What's up?"

"Over the years, although the emperor has left the virtuous king in the palace to recuperate, he can recuperate. Why don't you let him go out of the palace and build a house?"

Jingrong looked dignified and said, "in fact, I don't know very well. I only know that after Jingxian's mother died, he became ill. Even if his father ordered him to stay in the palace to recuperate."

"Dead?" Doubt.

"The details are not very clear. The imperial doctor who diagnosed and treated at that time said so. Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"Just curious."

oh

Jing Rong: "all right, hurry up and get busy. You don't have to worry about anything else."

She nodded and left.

Behind his back, Jing Rong grabbed a handful of bait from the bamboo tube again and continued to feed the fish slowly. For a time, many koi fish that had scattered before flocked again.

Fight for food!

The next day, Jing Xian got an order and finally left the palace after finishing his things.

He didn't have many things, only a few sets of clothes, and the most he took was his beloved books, filled with a large box.

Of course, there are three of his beloved pigeons, locked in a cage and held in his hand.

The moment he stepped out of the palace, his mood was mixed.

Joy, shock, doubt, uneasiness

Everything!

Outside the palace gate, there was a big carriage waiting. In front of it stood Shen Changqin, the Minister of rites.

He wore a dark robe with a high bun, which was very gentle and close.

But there seemed to be a touch of sadness in those eyes.

When he came out, Shen Changqin came forward and saluted, "see the virtuous king. The emperor has ordered me to take the Lord to the virtuous palace."

Emperor Qizhen was an activist. When he promised to let Jingxian into the dynasty, he had ordered the Ministry of rites to buy a house for him.

He said, "thank you, sir."

This?

Indeed, he has lived in the deep palace for a long time. How can he know this man in front of him!

Shen Changqin introduced himself, "the next official is Shen Changqin, the Minister of rites."

"Oh, it's Shen Shilang. I haven't known all the adults since I was a child in the deep palace. Please bear with me."

"I dare not. It's getting late. Please get on the carriage." With that, Shen Changqin took the pigeon cage from his hand, "just give it to the lower officer."

He ordered someone to get into the car.

He smiled modestly, turned his head and looked at the record of whisking himself out of the palace.

Over the years, thanks to Furu's care, he is not hot in summer and cold in winter. He can't take him away this time. It's inevitable that he won't give up.

He and Fulu said, "I have said hello to the office. When I leave, they will give me a good place to go. You don't have to worry."

"Thank you, Lord." Fu Lu bowed with tears. "Lord, there will be no slaves around you in the future. You should take good care of yourself. You are not in good health and the weather is getting colder and colder. You must remember to add more clothes."

"I know. Well, don't send it either. Go in."

"I'd better let the slave give it to the Lord." Very stubborn.

Jing Xian's eyes were moist and nodded.

Fulu helped him into the carriage, watched him leave all the way, and secretly wiped his tears.

It was not until the carriage disappeared from his sight that he turned into the palace.

The carriage went neither fast nor slow.

The road is flat and not bumpy.

In the carriage, Shen Changqin looked at the pigeons and asked curiously, "why did the Lord take some pigeons out of the palace?"

He waved: "I've been in the palace all year round. Fortunately, these pigeons can also relieve boredom. I really don't want to leave them in the palace."

"I see."

Shen Changqin felt that the prince was a man of temperament!

Silence was restored in the car again.

I don't know how long later, Jingxian's hand in his skirt clenched for a few minutes, and seemed a little nervous.

Shen Changqin noticed and asked, "what's the matter with the Lord?"

He shook his head. "It's all right, but I haven't come out for a long time. I don't know what it's like outside now?"

The tone is full of longing.

Shen Changqin said, "the prince has just recovered from a serious illness. The emperor granted you permission to go out of the palace and build a house. In the future, the prosperity of the capital can be seen everywhere."

"Yes, yes!"

He slowly pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth.

Soon, the carriage passed through a busy street, and the noise came in bursts.

"Selling sugar gourd..."

"Freshly baked meat buns..."

"Have a look, have a look, superior agate jade..."

……

Across the curtain of the car, the fragrance rushed in.

Haunt the tip of the nose.

Jingyi was very nervous. He held his breath, stretched out the curtain of the car and saw the prosperity of the streets in the capital.

All kinds of people on the road, dressed in prosperous or simple clothes, shuttle back and forth in the street. Hawkers and merchants fall on both sides, and all kinds of beautiful objects come into view one by one,

In Jing Xian's opinion, he knows some things, but he doesn't.

I feel very fresh.

This is his long-awaited palace.

Every time, he could only raise his head and look at the sky outside through the high wall in front of him.

Now I'm on the scene, and the joy on my face is hard to hide!

Shen Changqin looked at him carefully and couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

Soon, the carriage arrived at King Xian's house.

It's very close to Lord Rong's residence. It's only two blocks away. If you walk there, it's probably two pillars of incense.

They got out of the carriage.

Shen Changqin said, "Xian Wang, this will be your residence in the future. It was only yesterday that our etiquette Department began to buy it. Some things are incomplete, so it's a little crude, but the lower official will order people to buy it quickly."

He bent over and thanked, "thank you, Lord Shen."

"What an officer should do."

He took a few breaths of fresh air, stopped at the door and looked up at the golden plaque on the door.

The plaque is printed with three big characters of "Xian Wang Fu" made of bronzing technology.

King Xian's house!