Qingqiu is difficult

The news of Concubine Luo's death in the palace spread like wildfire and spread among the people in the city. Now King Yi's life may not be easy. But in the past few days, Yaming has been resting in the mansion with a high fever. All the servants in Prince Yi's mansion have been He said he was frightened by a python that ran out.

King Yi was waiting in the council hall early in the morning. After the court meeting was over, Emperor Jing left him behind.

Emperor Jing sat in front of the palace and looked at his sworn brother. Although the two were not related by blood, King Yi inherited his father's title. King Yi had guarded the country of Jing for generations and was no more distant than his biological brothers.

For a moment, Emperor Jing didn't know where to start, so he just asked:
"How is Brother Wang's health... lately?"

King Yi bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, Cheng, is in good health."

"Well...I heard that Ming'er is sick, is it important? I'll send the best doctor in the palace..."

"No need." King Yi bowed and saluted, "My little girl has her own destiny. Thank you for your concern."

Emperor Jing paused for a long while, holding the hairpin in his hand, before he made up his mind:
"Brother Wang, I...I can't help you..."

He originally just wanted to give Luo Fei a small punishment or a big warning. Originally, it was just during the inspection process. How could he know that Luo Fei couldn't bear this humiliation and committed suicide in the palace last night. It was better to leave without leaving a word than to stay. All words.

King Yi paused and murmured:
"I... this is your Majesty's family matter, I... have no right to interfere."

Emperor Jing pinched the hairpin in his hand: "Brother Wang, I... there is an object. Come and help me take a look. What is written on this hairpin?"

With that said, he handed the hairpin to the palace attendant beside him. The palace attendant took the hairpin and gave it to King Yi.

With just one glance, King Yi was already in chaos, but he pretended to be calm and said:

"Your Majesty, you suspect that Concubine Luo is related to the Chu State?"

Emperor Jing smiled and said: "I never said this is Luo Fei's thing."

King Yi's expression changed, but then he said calmly:
"Yes, if Luo Fei really has anything to do with other clans, why would she send Zhang'er to rescue her? Doesn't Luo Fei know that once the emperor is in trouble, Zhang'er will be the fastest to come? "

"No one has ever risked the safety of their own blood relatives. What's more, Luo Fei has no children of her own."

King Yi bowed deeply and when he stood up, his eyes were full of tears:
"Your Majesty, I heard a few days ago that your Majesty and your empress had a quarrel. It is indeed her fault that the empress discussed politics. I have no way to comment.

But your Majesty, your father, your brother, and your sister are all blood relatives of your Majesty. They all died for Jingguo. My only son is now guarding the border for your Majesty. As the New Year approaches, I can’t even get a bite of hot rice every day.

Speaking of Zhang Er, I would like to ask your Majesty why Zhang Er and the princess are in love and are childhood sweethearts, yet your Majesty married the princess to an unknown person before Zhang Er came back? "

Emperor Jing was at a loss for words. He nodded, stood up from the dragon chair, walked around the desk, carried his robe to the foot of the steps, and wanted to help King Yi up. For a moment, he had no idea how to start. He only heard King Yi say again:

"Is it possible that your Majesty is worried that Zhang'er will come back victorious from the battle and ask for a marriage from you, but your Majesty will not be able to refuse? Are you also worried that the place where Zhang'er is stationed will be bitterly cold in the future, or that he will die early due to being in the army, so that the princess will suffer?"

Emperor Jing lowered his arms and hurriedly explained:
"Brother Wang, what are you talking about? I, I, have never had such an idea. Your Prince Yi's Mansion has been loyal and good for generations. If Xin Yi can..." "Are the children of the emperor just children, and the children of ministers not children?" "Wang Yi was too lazy to listen to his rhetoric and finally couldn't help interrupting him.

Emperor Jing was speechless after being spoken to for a long time, and then he just sighed:

"I have already arranged the marriage between Ming'er and Zhuo Rui, and Luo Fei's matter is not my intention. I will give Luo Fei a grand burial, so you should go back first."

Looking at the retreating figure of King Yi, Emperor Jing fell into deep contemplation. He looked at the gold hairpin on the case, and after a long while, he felt relieved and said:

"If you really have nothing to do with Chu State, why do you get more anxious than others when it comes to Chu State?"

The wind blew up the snow and sand on the ground, and King Yi hurried back to the mansion. Yaming had just woken up from her drowsiness and saw her father coming back. She was about to get up to greet him, but unexpectedly, a slap arrived before the greeting.

"The things you did in private have already killed your aunt, why don't you give up!"

Yaming knelt on the bed with tears in her eyes, raised her eyes and asked:
"Father, Yaming... I don't understand what you mean..."

"Don't think that I don't know what you are doing privately! You colluded with the Chu State, learned some sorcery, and used your aunt, saying that you wanted to help her regain the Sacred Heart, and you wanted to give the princess some color. You It’s really so stupid!”

Seeing that the matter had been exposed, Yaming bit her lips and stopped crying, leaving only hatred in her eyes:

"Yes, I hate Xin Yi, but father, if she had not colluded with the Yue Kingdom, how could I fabricate a crime for her!"

After hearing this, King Yi's anger calmed down a little. After all, his family had always been loyal and loyal. If Xin Yi really colluded with the Yue Kingdom, then what Ya Ming did today was not only not wrong, but also a kind of righteousness.

He calmed his tone: "Do you have any evidence?"

Yaming chuckled and said: "She ate and sat with the prince of the Moon Kingdom, and swaggered through the city, and everyone saw her. She could speak the language of the Moon Kingdom out of thin air, and many people heard it. A few days ago, the Moon Kingdom suddenly Siege the city, tell me, if someone hadn't given the map in the palace to the Moon Kingdom, how could they have attacked so quickly?"

Hearing this, King Yi felt solemn. He stroked his beard and frowned:
"If this is the case, then we must not allow this witch to harm Jingguo."

As spring approaches, wealthy families in the city have begun to prepare seeds and seedlings for the coming year. The price of tea has soared this year, and many families have already booked the number of tea seedlings for the next year in advance.

Lu Xinyi and Jingmo were wandering around the city, buying some things for the New Year. Seeing that the tea shop was very crowded, they couldn't help but get closer and see an old man saying:
"Boss Lu, your land is saline-alkali land. Just plant some corn and trees. The tea leaves are very delicate. Why do you have to fight for these with this little old man!"

Boss Lu boasted about his beard: "Hey, what do you mean, old man? Why, I, Lu, have money to buy seedlings. You don't care how I plant them. I just fry them, cook them, and feed the sheep. What does it have to do with you?" !”

The two of them were arguing fiercely. After listening for a long time, it was just that there was only the last wave of tea seedlings left, and these two people came to rush to book a reservation. The old man's family is poor and only has a few acres of thin farmland. This little seedling is just enough to give him, but the Lu family has a big business, so giving this little seedling to the Lu family can only earn a little more money!
Xin Yi listened for a long time and saw that no one could settle the matter, so he stepped forward and said:
"Okay, okay, stop arguing! Okay! The person next to me is the third young master of Prince Yi's Mansion! Why don't you let him do the judging for you!"

The third son of Prince Yi has always been known as an elegant scholar. Although he is a sick man, he has a good reputation. These two people were doubtful, but they had to give the prince some face, so they had to mutter:
"Okay, then you'll have some work!"

Yu Jingmo's eyes widened: Why did you call me again? I just want to be a flat snake!