The story of the rich and the young being tricked into farming

From the end of summer to the beginning of autumn, there may be a few crickets interspersed with the cicadas that weaken day after day. This sound seems to disturb the withered and yellowed leaves on the treetops, and occasionally there will be half-yellow and half-green dead leaves floating in the air. landing.

Jing Min was sitting at the stone table in the square pavilion in the courtyard, carelessly weaving two stalks of dogtail grass that he picked up in the flower garden just now into the shape of a rabbit.

"My lord," Butler Wu led Dr. Chen towards Fangting, then bowed and bowed, "Doctor Chen wants to see you."

Jing Min put down the half-woven rabbit in his hands, and said with a slight smile: "It just so happens that the king also wants to see you, have you checked the pulse for the princess? How is he?"

Dr. Chen knelt on the edge of the stone table, hesitant to speak: "Returning to the prince, Cao Min was just seen by the princess, it's just..."

He glanced left and right at Butler Wu and Han Xiuping, trying to imply that what Jing Min was going to say next should not be heard by others.

There is no need for Jing Min to open his mouth, Steward Wu has always been very sensible, he took a small step back, and then said: "My lord, if there is nothing wrong, this servant will leave now."

Jing Min nodded slightly, seeing Steward Wu retreating quickly, his eyes fell back on Dr. Chen: "There are no outsiders here, just tell me."

Dr. Chen raised his head and glanced at Han Xiuping who was standing beside King Ning, thinking that since King Ning let him stay, this must be his confidant, there was nothing he could not listen to, so he told the truth.

"Caomin just checked the pulse of the princess, and found that the cause of his abdominal pain was the fetal gas. Caomin diagnosed the Xi pulse. Judging from the pulse condition alone, it is obvious that it has been more than a month." He watched Jing Min's face with his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Jing Min's face was calm, he just picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea: "Really?"

Dr. Chen hurriedly said: "Caomin has been seeking medical advice for twenty years, this kind of pulse is unmistakable, besides what a noble person the prince is, how dare Caomin fool His Highness at will?"

According to Dr. Chen's previous guess, Princess Ning's wild child must have been conceived by an affair before she got married. He thought that King Ning would be furious when he heard about it, and he would either complain to the emperor or kill her. Privately asked him to prescribe a medicine to kill the wild tire, but Jing Min seemed too calm.

"My king knows," Jing Min asked calmly, "Then how is his body now, can he take care of himself?"

Dr. Chen always felt that there was something in King Ning's words, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment: "This... the prince means-to keep this child?"

After asking, he regretted it, because King Ning was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile. With that cold and handsome face, he looked like an evil god crawling out of hell. His smile was much more terrifying than a fit of rage.

Han Xiuping reminded at the right time: "You can answer whatever the prince asks you. Don't speculate on His Highness's thoughts privately, and be careful of your own head."

"It's the grass people who misunderstood, please forgive me..." Dr. Chen knew that he was wrong this time, so he immediately lowered his head and replied, "If you go back to the prince, the princess is just slightly moving the fetal gas, as long as you can rest and rest, the grass people Prescribe a few more miscarriage-preventing decoctions, of course it will be fine."

Jing Min withdrew his smile, and then said: "That's good - what did Wang Hao say?"

Doctor Chen kowtowed and said: "Caomin dare not lie to His Highness, the princess begged Caomin not to tell the matter, and asked Caomin to only say that he had a bad stomach, but this is not a small matter after all, Caomin knows that it should be decided by the prince. .”

"Enjoy it." Jing Min leaned back, grabbed the straw rabbit again, and began to weave the first half of the rabbit.

After staying by Jing Min's side for so many years, Han Xiuping is already familiar with all kinds of secret words of Jing Min. The word "reward" actually means to kill him. Xiu Ping always felt that the doctor's crime was not enough to die, and keeping him would not be a disaster.

He bowed to Jing Min: "Your Highness, it's too early to offer a reward at this time. The princess has to be taken care of by a doctor in her ninth month of pregnancy. How about waiting for this happy event to happen before your Highness rewards me?"

Jing Min glanced at him, then placed the braided straw rabbit on the stone table, a smile inadvertently revealed from the corner of his mouth: "Forget it, let's do as you say."

"Then my subordinates will send Dr. Chen off." Han Xiuping said.

Doctor Chen was still distressed that the reward he was about to get flew away like this, and he complained in his heart that Han Xiuping was meddling in some kind of nosy business.

But Han Xiuping just sent him to the gate of the courtyard silently, and then said softly: "Doctor Chen should be glad that the prince is in a good mood today, otherwise the doctor will have to stay in this palace from now on."

"Young Master, why do you say that?" Dr. Chen's face was a little surprised, and just after he finished asking, his expression immediately changed, "You mean..."

Han Xiuping said softly: "If the doctor wants to survive, he knows that he should rot today's matter in his stomach."

Dr. Chen hurriedly bowed to him, and a cold physiological sweat ran down his back: "Chen will remember it, thank you for saving me today, young master."

That's all Han Xiuping said, and he didn't intend to be worshiped by Dr. Chen. He didn't want this ugly Dr. Chen, but he didn't want Jing Min to get deeper and deeper. The older he got, the more cold-blooded he became, and it would be a lie to say that he didn't feel uncomfortable.

"Doctor Chen, walk slowly, and Mr. Han will not see you off."

When Han Xiuping returned to the Fangting Pavilion, Jing Min had already finished weaving another grass rabbit. Hearing the news of Han Xiuping's return, King Ning did not raise his head, but said, "Han Junling, you have been with me for so long. Why did you learn to be kind and soft instead?"

Han Xiuping bowed his head: "This subordinate recently went to the National Temple to listen to some sutras. Master said that only by planting evil causes can we avoid evil consequences. This subordinate is accumulating virtue for the prince and seeking blessings for the prince."

"Nonsense, people are getting more and more unstable as they get older, and they believe in those bald donkeys who talk crazy," Jing Min looked at him and said with a sarcasm, "This king doesn't believe in gods, Buddhas, or destiny, but it's just It’s just a bad fruit, you can chew it up and swallow it, so what retribution are you afraid of?”

"What Your Highness said is true." Han Xiuping closed his mouth obediently, and no longer mentioned karma. People like his own prince are indeed not worthy of enlightenment to Buddhism.

"But the concubine still needs someone to take care of her pregnancy. If she finds someone else, there will be more troubles. It is a good thing for His Highness to save his life."

Jing Min played with the two straw-woven green rabbits: "But this king looks like he has no clue, if he leaks a few words, let Jing Ling find out, it's hard for me to explain."

Han Xiuping said: "My lord, don't worry, when I sent him out just now, my subordinates have already beaten him for you."

"People can't control their mouths. Beating may not be effective. I don't want to take the slightest risk," Jing Min said slowly. Strange, immediately shut up."

Han Xiuping: "Yes."

Others may not be able to see it, but Han Xiuping has been with Jing Min for so long after all, he can tell at a glance whether Jing Min is in a good or bad mood now, but King Ning wants to save face, he is obviously very happy, but he has to hold it.

Jing Min raised his hand to caress the pinch marks on his neck, and an imperceptible smile flashed in his eyes: "This is not in vain."

Han Xiu calmly said that it was true that he did not suffer in vain, and this is what he deserved.

When confronting Ye Xiaozhou, it is clear that only one sentence of explanation is needed, and everything can be solved easily, but Jing Min refuses, he insists on confronting others, asking for trouble, who can stop him?

"My lord is very happy to see it today."

Hearing what he said, Jing Min immediately restrained the smile that leaked from time to time on his face, and resumed a cold face: "Who is happy? What is there to be happy about? It's just that there is an unborn child, It's just more of a burden."

Han Xiuping didn't expose him, but just said kindly: "Then maybe the subordinates are wrong."

Jing Min was clearly restless in his heart, but he forced Han Xiuping to push the branches and leaves he had pruned in the flower garden, and repaired the small garden that was not very tidy. The fallen flowers and willows all over the ground are even more horrible.

When it was time for the meal, the servants delivered today's meal on time, King Ning finally stopped wasting the flowers and plants, and began to toss about the lunch and the cook.

"Why does the king feel that the shrimp balls today are not very fresh?" Jing Min poked the shrimp balls with his chopsticks, picked them up and looked at them carefully.

The chef was sweating profusely from fright, and immediately explained: "The ingredients for this river fish were only delivered this morning. Maybe it's because the weather is relatively hot today. The servant must be very careful next time, and will not let such food stain the prince's mouth again."

Jing Min put down his chopsticks: "My king is not picky about food, but some people are tricky, so don't send these shrimp balls to the princess today."

"The slave remembers."

Immediately afterwards, Jing Min tasted another dish, and after pondering for a while, he said: "This squirrel mandarin fish is not bad..."

"Thank you for your praise, my lord. This squirrel mandarin fish dish has always been my servant's specialty, but the sweet and sour one is mostly liked by people in Gusu, but it doesn't quite suit the people of Kyoto. My lord..."

Seeing the chef's lack of vision, Han Xiuping coughed a few times with a itchy throat, and then said: "Your Highness wants you to send one more dish to the princess."

Jing Min tilted his head and glanced at him, the expression on that face was "I want you to talk more", the chef turned his head after hearing Han Xiuping's prompt, and immediately laughed: "My lord, look at the slave This stupid mind actually forgot that our concubine is from Gusu, so this servant went to add a few more dishes to her."

"Well," Jing Min paused, and then asked, "What's your appetite today, Princess?"

The cook replied honestly: "I heard from Miss Chen who often comes here that His Highness has not had a very good appetite recently, but he likes sweets very much. Miss Chen has been coming to the kitchen for three consecutive days to get a jar of preserved honey."