Chapter 829

After a long time——

Jing Xiancai took back his eyes and planned to get on his horse and leave.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hoofs came from a distance. When they heard the reputation, snowflakes came one after another. They saw a man riding a horse. As the sound of horses' hoofs came closer, they finally saw the man. It turned out that it was an envoy from the post station in the capital. What was he going to do on horseback in a hurry?

When the officer saw Jingxian and his party, he stopped.

Get off your horse.

"See the wise king."

Jingxian looked at him and asked, "is there anything urgent to send?"

"It's some portraits issued by the court."

"Portrait?"

Jingxian narrowed his eyes, looked at the sealed big letter box on his back and asked, "but the missing person in the Linjing case has been found?"

The tone was slightly excited.

The envoy said, "Huixian king, no one has been found, but the portrait of the missing person has been drawn by Lord Ji, and now it is ready to send it to all governments and states to look for people."

"Out?"

"Yes."

Jing Xian was very happy and stunned. A smile slowly opened on the corner of his mouth, as if he was relieved.

The stone that had been pressed on his chest for more than ten years was finally light.

This is great news for him!

He stepped forward. "Can you take me a copy of the portrait?"

"This..." embarrassed the official.

Because before departure, Wang Rong specially explained it. It's not allowed to make public. It's best to find someone secretly.

Now the wise king wants it clearly, won't he? I'm afraid it's wrong.

If so, in case

Seeing his concerns, Jing Xian said, "don't worry, I'll just look at it. I won't spread the portrait everywhere, nor will it embarrass you. Besides, when I get back to Beijing, I'll get the portrait myself. Just look at it in advance."

Yeah!

The officer thought for a moment, but he still took a picture for him!

He took the portrait and his palm tightened suddenly.

So that the officer didn't waste any more time, he quickly got on his horse and left.

Jing Xian took the portrait and got on the carriage at the urging of his entourage!

Chariots and horses move forward!

He unfolded the portrait in his hand.

Zhao Hao's appearance is really lifelike.

soon!

Really fast!

His eyes were red. "Madam, I have finally waited until this day. As long as I find this person, the case of the royal government will be made public to the world. At that time, I can avenge you!"

The word "revenge" is gnashing teeth.

Fifteen years!

That year, he stood behind the curtain and saw his mother's concubine die alive after being poisoned with wine.

And there's nothing he can do!

That picture has haunted him for 15 years. Every night, when nightmares enter the country, he will be frightened and wake up.

When I woke up, I was sweating and tearful.

At the moment, the Blizzard is getting heavier and heavier, and the north wind whizzes like a wolf howling, echoing in the woods with abnormal strangeness

palace.

The portrait of Zhao Hao sent by the Ministry of household is flat and flat on the table.

Emperor Qizhen gazed for a long time!

all eyes.

His eyes darkened little by little, and there was a cold light that people could not figure out. There was a trace of murderous spirit rising from his eyebrows and falling on the person in the painting.

At the same time, a pair of vigorous and powerful hands held the edge of the portrait tightly.

Crumple it up!

Grandpa Zhang came forward and whispered, "emperor?"

Emperor Qi Zhen loosened the portrait in his hand, put his palm on the table, got up quickly, bypassed the table in front of him, walked with heavy steps to the screen frame on one side, and stared at the sword he had given to the prince.

Look tight!

"I clearly remember that night, there were 73 people in the royal palace. There was no shortage of one person, but one was missing after the fire. Unfortunately, I don't know who the missing person is. Even for more than ten years, I have had trouble sleeping and eating."

Uh?

The deep voice echoed in the huge inner hall, making people hair all over.

Zhang Quan lowered his head and dared not interrupt.

Emperor Qi Zhen reached out and touched the sword. His fingertips crossed the cold lines one by one. The uneven touch was like his mood at the moment. "I thought the case was over, but Qin Shiyu was stubborn and found three doubtful points to hang the power with me, forcing me to agree to order to reopen the case. Unfortunately, Jing Rong brought back a Mr. Ji who can restore the appearance of the dead. I would like to see it from under my eyes

Who the hell escaped? Now, I finally know. "

It's a cook!

Knowing his master's mind, Zhang came forward and asked carefully, "Your Majesty, now?"

"Bang!" Emperor Qi Zhen held the sword in one hand.

Pull it out.

The silver light of the sword edge just fell on his sinister eyes

"If you want things to be buried underground forever, the best way is to cut down the roots!"

……

Three days later, Jingxian returned to the city!

He went back to his house to change his imperial clothes and hurried into the palace in the face of the heavy snow.

Shaanxi mountain bandit captured!

What a big deal!

May——

Emperor Qizhen just praised him and didn't give him a reward. On the surface, he only casually rewarded some precious objects. It can be said that they are precious objects. In fact, they are just ordinary things. They can't enter the eye at all.

Sure enough, he is a son who is not valued. He doesn't even care about the reward.

Jingxian knew it in his heart, but he kowtowed, thanked him, and silently withdrew from the hall.

On the way back to the mansion, he asked the attendant driving the horse, "is king Rong in Zhuxi garden now or back to King Rong's mansion?"

"King Rong returned to King Rong's house a few days ago."

"Well, let's go back to the mansion first. I'll take samples and then go to King Rong's mansion."

"Yes."

When he returned to King Xian's house, he changed his imperial clothes, took something and went to King Rong's house immediately.

Jing Rong happened to look through the closing file of the Linjing case in his study. He read the details one by one. It was well founded. He said it was a natural and man-made disaster, and no one survived. So he closed the case.

He sighed!

If Qin Shiyu hadn't appealed, I'm afraid this doubtful case would not be seen in the future.

In anger, he closed the file and almost threw it to the ground.

The young man just came to inform, "Lord, the virtuous king is coming."

Didn't Jing Xian just return to Beijing?

He was silent for a moment, nodded and asked someone to lead the virtuous king to his study.

When the wise king came, he got up to meet him.

"You just returned to Beijing. Why don't you go back to the house first?"

Jing Xian: "not tired."

"Come on, sit down."

Two people sit down.

The boy served a pot of good tea.

Jingrong poured him a cup of tea, pushed it in front of him and said, "it's snowy and the road is hard to walk. I should have suffered a lot on the way back to Beijing this time?"

with concern!

Jingxian smiled, "it's OK. Although I walked slowly all the way, the snow is beautiful. I'd like to stay outside the city for a few more days, but I have to hurry back to Beijing to report Changhe mountain thief I, so I don't dare to delay any more time."

Jing Rong: "you have made great contributions to the imperial court now. In the future, the road in the imperial court will be much smoother."

Ah, bah! Emperor Qizhen didn't care about it at all.