The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

Before Cao Guogong's secret order came, another news spread to the capital: He Yudiao instigated his disciples to poison the King of Jin with the intention of committing crimes.

He Yudiao was sent to prison, and the situation in Ganzhou was basically stabilized by half, and Jin Wang Han Jing was in no hurry to return to Bei County.

Unlike in the north where you can enjoy the coolness under a tree just by moving a chair, there is nowhere to hide from the heat in the south.

The frail Wai Gua is draped over the body, and the strong muscles can be seen with the open front of the clothes.Han Jing sat beside the rocking chair carelessly: "From Yu Zuo's preparation of the guest room to the design of He Yudiao, the disintegration of Cao Guogong, Zi Xiao, you said that Gong Ziyuan is so dedicated, what is he trying to do?"

The scale of not far and not close is just enough to be intimate and not too hot, Wan Zixiao picked out a grape from the fruit plate, without distraction: "What else can people in this world want besides fame and wealth?"

Han Jing glanced at the speaker, and retorted: "You don't want fame and fortune either!"

Wan Zixiao raised the corners of his eyes like a cat poking at its soft spot, "My lord, could it be that you think that Gongzi Yuan is also interested in you?"

"Have you tasted it?" Han Jing asked with a smile.

Lowering her eyes, Wan Zixiao snorted angrily: "You are thinking too much!"

Han Jing put away his smile, and his face became more solemn: "It would be fine if he is famous and rich, I'm afraid he has other purposes."

Picking the bunches of grapes on the plate with his fingers, he picked out the best one and threw it into his mouth. The juice was still full of sourness: "Then you don't need him? It would be ridiculous to give up eating because of choking!"

Han Jing didn't answer the words, just stared at the wilting vines outside the window in a daze.

A plate of grapes was running low, Wan Zixiao got up and planned to move around in the house.

"Zi Xiao, I always feel that Gongzi Yuan looks familiar." Han Jing said suddenly, and it was the old saying he had repeated countless times.

Wan Zixiao rubbed her shoulders and replied naturally: "You still think we look alike!"

Han Jing still didn't give up, but this time was different from usual, his tone was a lot more determined: "Don't you think we've met him before?"

"Huh?" Wan Zixiao frowned.

Han Jing stared into Wan Zixiao's eyes, and said resolutely: "Maybe I remember wrongly, maybe I met him earlier. I didn't recognize you until then..."

"He Yudiao, the former prefect of Ganzhou, was imprisoned for poisoning the prince, corrupting the law and other serious crimes. Emperor Jiayou took pity on the people affected by the disaster, and specially mobilized hundreds of thousands of tons of relief food and grass, and pardoned Ganzhou for three years of taxation and two years of corvee. Those who let the past go, they will still kill those who are in chaos without pardon."

The edicts issued by the government have not yet been plastered all over the city walls of Ganzhou, and the troops stationed at the front line have not moved an inch, but they continue to receive poor people who come to surrender.

As Jin Wang Han Jing said, most of the poor in Ganzhou who rebelled can't ask for more than food and clothing, and there are very few people who aim for thousands of miles, high officials and rich salaries.No matter whose disciple you are or the reincarnation of which god, "alive" is the core of the whole riot.

For more than ten days in a row, Bei County has successively accepted tens of thousands of rioters. At first, they sneaked in in twos and threes at night, but after a few days, whole troops threw themselves into the city.The tug-of-war that has been stalemate for nearly three months is about to come to an end.

Although the weather is still dizzyingly hot, the situation is gratifying anyway. Thinking about leaving this "stove" in a few days, the morale of the army has been boosted a lot.

"General Gao, there are rioters coming from outside the city!"

The temperature in the military tent was no lower than outside, and it would even be more stuffy without the slightest breeze.The lieutenant general who came to report was naked and wearing armor, with sweat dripping down his chin, and his wet hair seemed to have just been fished out of the water.

Gao Gong wiped his neck with a damp sweat towel, and asked in a muffled voice, "What wave is this?"

The lieutenant general tore off the leather sticking to his body, shook the armor, and said respectfully, "Return to the general, there have been dozens of waves, and there were more than a hundred people just last night."

"Based on that, those rioters are almost gone!" Gao Gong supported the bamboo chair with both hands, and the flesh and flesh on the back of the chair was pulled sharply: "The rest are those who don't want to live a good life at all. Man, there's no point in waiting any longer."

The deputy general stretched his hand under his neck, bared his white teeth, and made a beheading gesture.

Gao Gong nodded, and said loudly: "The deputy general obeys the order! Call the soldiers tonight, and prepare to kill the rioters!"

Landing on one knee, the deputy general said loudly, "Yes!"

He Yudiao was imprisoned, the old and young of the He Mansion were imprisoned and expelled, and the diners who lost their source of livelihood hurriedly packed up their bags and slipped away overnight. The huge family was only an empty shell in a blink of an eye. The only thing left is this desolation.

Wan Zixiao looked at the empty yard, and said with a joke: "Just a few people live in such a big yard, it's really more luxurious than when they were in the palace."

Leaning on the window sill with him, Han Jing picked the softest peach for a long time, and slowly peeled the skin: "What kind of luxury is this? We will not live in the whole palace in the future."

First, there were frequent news of good news ahead, and then Peiliang, who had been in high temperature for a long time, ushered in the first drop in temperature. Wan Zixiao was in a good mood, and even took the initiative to hook Han Jing's belt, with his long and narrow eyes raised slightly upwards, and the corners of his mouth curled up half a bit. The seductive look made the man opposite him burn with desire.If Jinger's words were matched with "I'm hot", Prince Jin would probably have carried that vicious ignited torturer onto the bed to "do business".Before he had time to think about it, Wan Zixiao's hands had already wrapped around his waist, his voice was not harsh and mocking, but the simple interrogative words were as charming as they sounded: "How many people are there! Why don't you tell me..."

Han Jing stopped what he was doing, a little dazed, but he couldn't say the answer he had conceived in advance, afraid that he would be angry, afraid that he would not think about it, but he didn't want to lie to him again.

Seeing the entanglement on Han Jing's face, Wan Zixiao guessed the answer, let go of her hand, no longer seductive and charming, and said in an understatement without any emotion: "You always think about him, why do you spend money?" Are you trying to lie to me? My lord, you can’t be too greedy in life, otherwise you won’t get anything.”

Seeing that the person turned around and was about to leave, Han Jing put down the peach, and before he could wipe off the juice from his hands, he tightly grasped Wan Zixiao's wrist, with a thousand words stuck in his heart, and the only thing he managed to hold back was only one sentence: "I I did not lie to you!"

Wan Zixiao raised the corners of her mouth, and returned to that mean look, her eyes burning: "Yes! The prince has never said 'like'! It's true that I was thinking too much and misunderstood the prince! Zixiao is here Please accompany the prince!"

Not caring about much, Han Jing forcibly pulled Wan Zixiao into his arms, confused and didn't know how to explain: "What are you talking about... How could there be no you... Where would there be no you... Zi Xiao, I said that I want to protect you." You will be safe forever!"

Let him hold her, Wan Zixiao retorted coldly: "Without you, my life might be better."

Not wanting to make the situation worse, Han Jing could only follow the wishes of the person in his arms, forced a smile and said: "No matter how good you are, I have to watch to be relieved! Zi Xiao, I will be the nurse in the future." looking at you..."

Wan Zixiao's body visibly froze, and her voice was weak: "I, Wan Zixiao, never need to be protected by others..."

Even if he didn't look at it, Han Jing knew that Wan Zixiao's eyes must be red at the moment but he opened his eyes wide to prevent a tear from falling, as if no one would know his sadness, he was a little childish...

Han Jing patted Wan Zixiao on the back tenderly: "Zixiao, maybe I can't give you the 'single-mindedness' you want in this life, but I want to give you everything I can. I want to protect you, See you well..."

The majestic and respectful man who stood in the hall and talked everywhere was a little choked up, and he was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Tomorrow there will be a ceremony to pray for rain... When it's over, let's go to the Sansheng Bridge!"

Wan Zixiao resumed his cold and hard attitude: "What are you doing there! I hate those empty-headed things that have nothing but nothing."

Han Jing took a deep breath, smiled and squeezed Wan Zixiao's cheek: "Just go and try Yuelao to ignore our kind of thing."

Wan Zixiao sneered and pushed Han Jing away: "It's not me and the prince who want to go!"