Tossed into the wolf's den!Zai Zai holds the space in his hands to survive the disaster year

Chapter 335 Xiao Ningning is not simple

The emperor was obviously shocked by what Shen Ningning said.

He was startled for a moment, then smiled: "Ning Ning, you can't say this nonsense. Although Rong Bi is wrong, she has always been very pious since she became a Buddhist."

The emperor knelt down and patiently said to Shen Ningning: "In the past, for the safety of the people of Li, she followed Buddhist scriptures, fasted for seven days, and lived on only drinking dew."

"Tell Uncle Emperor, is she wrong about this?"

Shen Ningning realized that the emperor regarded what she said as a child's joke.

She blinked her big bright eyes: "I have a way to prove that Concubine Rong is wrong."

"Her heart was dark and bad when she copied scriptures, so God didn't buy it."

The emperor realized something was wrong and gradually frowned.

At this moment, the eunuch’s announcement came from the door——

"His Royal Highness is here."

Mo Lingwei, wearing a Xuan Ling cloak, entered with a tall figure.

He didn't even look at the emperor with his thin eyes. He just smiled and untied his cloak, stepped forward and rubbed his hands before pinching Shen Ningning's little face twice.

"Why are you here in the Royal Study? Why don't you go to Zichen Palace and wait for me."

He wanted to pinch it twice more.

Shen Ningning pushed his palm away with her little hand: "Brother, please stop making trouble, I'm here to talk about business."

Mo Lingwei raised his eyebrows and then looked at the emperor squarely.

"Did you bully Shen Ningning?"

The emperor was thinking about Concubine Rong, but he came back to his senses and frowned: "How could I bully little Ning Ning!"

Shen Ningning told Mo Lingwei the purpose of her visit.

Then, the little guy's round eyes were clear and he spoke straightforwardly: "Uncle Emperor only needs to burn all the scriptures she copied so that he can see the sun come out."

The emperor paused and frowned deeply.

"How can that be done? The scriptures she copied were all enshrined in front of the Buddha. Burning the scriptures would be disrespectful."

Mo Ling turned around and sat on a chair nearby.

He looked lazy and glanced at Shen Ningning's sparkling eyes.

Then he said calmly: "What happened if you just listened to her once?"

"Concubine Rong has copied the scriptures for so long, and all of them have been offered incense in front of the Buddha, but so what? Didn't this natural disaster just come?"

The emperor was silent.

This is also true.

Mo Lingwei was sipping tea, his handsome eyebrows were covered with a dark mist of tea.

"But just burn a few copies, what's the big deal?"

The emperor thought for a while and asked Shen Ningning: "Xiao Ningning, are you sure what you said is true?"

"You know, it's not a good boy who lies to others, and the emperor doesn't like others to lie."

The small hands under Shen Ningning's sleeves slightly tightened the hem of her skirt.

Mo Lingwei saw it from the corner of his eye and said nothing. He continued to drink tea with his head down and his expression calm.

The little guy's face remained as usual, and Nuo Nuo said: "Last night, I dreamed about the fairy grandpa. He told me."

"It is said that Concubine Rong is very bad and has done many bad things, so the scriptures she copied are also fake. Gods and Buddhas will not appreciate her."

When the emperor heard this, he immediately believed it.

He immediately waved his hand and said, "Go and tell Concubine Rong to come with the Buddhist scriptures she copied."

After that, the hall fell into silence.

Mo Lingwei patted the seat next to him and called to the little guy: "Come and sit, aren't you tired of standing and waiting?"

Shen Ningning, however, looked serious as if facing a formidable enemy.

"I won't sit down yet." Later, she will have a "battle" with Rong Bin!
After a while, Concubine Rong came.

Her clothes were thin, and there was snow and frost hanging on her fluffy collar.

"See you, Your Majesty, Your Highness the Crown Prince." She leaned over and when she raised her head, her figure was as weak as a willow tree.

Shen Ningning looked at her face, which was as compassionate and peaceful as ever.

However, it was this kind of person who opened up the scars in Xie Suzhi's heart vividly.

He was forced to vomit blood and faint.The emperor said: "Rong concubine, Ning Ning said that the gods entrusted you with dreams. You have bad conduct, and there are naturally problems with the scriptures you copied."

"So, I have decided to burn ten volumes first to see if they can attract auspicious signs. Do you have any objections?"

As soon as the emperor finished speaking, Rong Bin immediately looked at Shen Ningning.

On the white and tight face, a pair of eyes looked directly at the little man.

Concubine Rong's eyes flickered: "I will never say no to the good things for the people of the country."

"But if it burns down and provokes the wrath of the God of Punishment, can Princess Funing be able to bear the responsibility? Could it be that Fu Nu has been in charge for a long time and really thinks she can command heaven and earth?"

Shen Ningning's face looked serious: "The cold has been here for a long time, and everyone can't breathe due to the torture."

"No matter what method, you should try it. If there is no good omen, I will bear the consequences."

The emperor narrowed his eyes: "Then..."

Mo Lingwei put the tea cup down and made a slight noise, interrupting it at the right time to prevent Shen Ningning from falling into Rong Bin's words.

The crowd looked at him.

Mo Lingwei's thin eyes were dark.

He said coldly: "The scriptures copied by Concubine Rong failed to solve the natural disaster."

"Could it be that if you burn a few volumes today, it will attract the wrath of God?"

Mo Lingwei smiled, quite sarcastically: "It won't be useful at the critical moment. Even if it burns, there will be no harm. Your worries are unnecessary."

Rong Bin's face turned pale, knowing that she couldn't escape today.

So, let the palace maid hold the Buddhist scriptures she copied.

Shen Ningning looked at the palace maid with watery eyes and placed the Buddhist scriptures in the prepared cauldron outside the palace.

The emperor said solemnly: "Light the fire."

Commander Lu personally threw the torch in.

Shen Ningning followed Mo Lingwei and the emperor out of the door.

The fire rolled up and the black smoke was thick.

Facing the icy wind, a fiery unknown burned out.

Everyone's eyes followed the flashing red flames, each with their own thoughts.

After the burning, everyone waited for half a stick of incense, but nothing happened.

The emperor raised his head, searching for any sign of heaven.

But, nothing.

Concubine Rong knelt down, tears streaming down her face.

"Your Majesty, by burning my concubine's scriptures, I have burnt my hard work for days. For you, for the sake of the country, and for the sake of the people, I have no complaints."

"However, I have suffered too many grievances, and I must not swallow this breath again. Princess Funing, relying on the title of blessed girl, is pampered and domineering, and actually framed and slandered me."

"Your Majesty," Concubine Rong sobbed, her voice full of resentment, swaying in the wind, "I beg you to make the decision, and to make Princess Funing repent of these scriptures."

The emperor looked gloomy.

Mo Lingwei looked at the little guy beside him and frowned.

Mo Lingwei was about to speak.

But Shen Ningning took a step forward: "Uncle Emperor, that's not right."

The emperor was a little dissatisfied: "What do you want to say?"

"That's not Rong Bin's scripture." The little guy said.

Rong Bin cried for a while and seemed to be stuck in her throat.

Shen Ningning blinked her big, clear and bright eyes and said, "Before, I heard that Concubine Rong allowed the palace guards to steal Buddhist scriptures and put the blame on Ye Changyi."

"Because she has learned how to deceive others, so I just observed carefully and took a look. The Buddhist scriptures that were thrown in did not seem to be Rong Bin's handwriting."

Shen Ningning pointed to the little palace maid who brought the sutra.

"Uncle Emperor, if you torture him severely, you will know the truth."

The emperor glanced over with sharp eyes, and the little palace maid turned pale with fright, and the tray in her hand fell to the ground.

She hurriedly knelt down and cried: "Your Majesty, please spare my life. It was the concubine who forced this slave to do this!"

(End of this chapter)